I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha

Roland smiled and said, "Miss Kayla, I didn't expect you to remember my name. We just talked about my disciples, now it's time to talk about us. I have some things here that I need you to take a look at."

As he spoke, Roland tossed out a bag filled with things he planned to sell.

Miss Kayla quickly stood up, cold sweat trickling down her back. She said, "Sir, please sit down, I'll take a look for you right away."

With that, she casually opened the bag, glanced at it, and then her expression became extremely colorful.

No wonder the several big clients who came here frequently recently had all disappeared.

Those were all ruthless characters from the Twilight Council.

In the end, they were all killed by this guy!

Counting them, there seemed to be about a dozen people's belongings inside.

Suddenly, Kayla realized that in addition to the known missing persons, there were also six unknown missing persons.

She also recognized these six people. They came here a few days ago to participate in the auction.

It seems they must have gone to Straw Town. And they just happened to be met by this damned undead wizard!

Waaah… My clients!

Kayla's hands trembled slightly. She felt a little scared.

The fact that these six people died together meant that he took care of them all by himself!

That's two formal wizards and four elite apprentices!

Who exactly is this Leonard?

Could it be Bernard of the Black Abyss?

That terrifying black wizard has already advanced to the late stage of the first tier. It would be easy for him to deal with these six people.

But I checked before, and Bernard's itinerary doesn't match this Leonard's.

The two of them are not the same person.

At this time, the 'middle-aged nobleman (Roland)' walked over. He didn't sit on the sofa next to her, but sat next to Miss Kayla.

Miss Kayla's whole body tensed up involuntarily.

"Please sit down, Miss Kayla, you don't need to be so restrained," the middle-aged nobleman (Roland) said with a smile, patting the spot next to him.

Looking at the 'middle-aged nobleman's' seemingly smiling face, Kayla's expression stiffened slightly.

Ever since she advanced to a formal wizard, she had never personally received a client again.

But it seems she can't avoid it today.

Kayla forced a smile and cautiously sat next to the 'middle-aged nobleman.' The middle-aged nobleman naturally reached out and touched her thigh, his face becoming even more smiling.

He thought to himself, 'It's still the same feeling as before.'

Kayla cursed inwardly, but her hands didn't stop moving, and she honestly began to appraise the items.

The items came from ten people, but Roland didn't plan to sell much of it.

Roland kept the high-grade curios. What he took out were five medium and low-grade curios, as well as ten pieces of inner armor and robes.

In addition, there were also five curios that had been slightly repaired by him after being damaged in the 'Rainbow Gem Basin.'

It would take time, effort, and materials to completely repair these things.

To completely restore them, one would have to be a master-level curio alchemist like the 'Old Craftsman' of the Black Abyss.

Roland didn't have many materials to repair them, nor did he have good enough skills, let alone so much free time.

Therefore, these slightly repaired curios could only be said to be barely usable. They were of the same level as the 'Broken Gray Magic Wand.' About the same price as a low-grade curio.

Therefore, among these twenty items, apart from the five medium and low-grade curios, the rest were considered junk.

But Kayla gave a price of six thousand magic stones.

Roland looked at the junk, was stunned for a while, and said, "Miss Kayla, are you giving me the auction price? If it's buying black market goods, it shouldn't be so high, right? Aren't you going to lower the price?"

Kayla squeezed out a smile and said, "Sir, that's indeed the case. I can sell these things for six thousand magic stones at most. And some things have to be sold at a good time.

Plus, these things are all from the clients here. I can't sell them here and need to transport them to other places to sell. This requires a commission.

So, according to the situation in the black market, merchants will definitely lower the price… At most, they'll give three thousand."

Roland nodded. He patted Kayla's soft thigh and said, "Then let's go with three thousand."

Kayla's eyes lit up involuntarily.

In Roland's eyes, these things were junk.

But in Kayla's eyes, it was a good deal.

White Tooth would support high-level alchemists. After repairing everything, she could earn five or six thousand magic stones!

If sold to the war zone, the price would skyrocket.

You know, the war has already entered a white-hot stage. Curios are expensive.

Feeling the warm, greedy hand on her leg, Kayla cursed inwardly.

Forget it, let you touch it, three thousand magic stones is not a loss.

Kayla thought to herself, 'I knew this guy was a big client. It's a pity he's not short of money. If he were short of money, it would be nice to sell some high-grade curios. The profit would not only be more substantial, but it could also attract some traffic and new customers to my territory.'

After putting the things away, Kayla was about to get the money.

Not many wizards would be like Roland, wishing they could carry everything with them, afraid that others would steal them when they were not at home.

And not many wizards were as rich as Roland.

A normal wizard would be good if they could kill a peer, after all, everyone has some ability to escape. So the business of robbers is not easy to do.

Only pure black abyss wizards, or monster wizards of the Twilight School, can make a fortune from this.

Most formal wizards can kill two or three peers in their lifetime, and they can eat for a lifetime.

Therefore, it is very abnormal for a new lord like Roland to have huge wealth.

Normal wizards are like Kayla - three thousand magic stones is actually not a small amount, and she has to go downstairs to get it.

Seeing that Kayla was going to get the magic stones, Roland stopped her: "Don't worry, Miss Kayla."

Roland asked, "Do you have any good jewelry here recently? Curios are fine, antiques are fine, anything will do."

Roland scratched his nose and said, "My wife and I have been arguing recently. Um… besides my wife, I've also offended some ladies. So if you have good things, just bring them all out."

Kayla's eyes lit up slightly - another big deal!

She said, "Sir, you've asked the right person! I just received a batch of goods recently. Please wait a moment."

Kayla went out the door, and after a long time, brought back nine exquisite small boxes.

Two high-grade curios, seven antiques.

Bracelets, rings, headwear, earrings, chest ornaments, brooches, pendants, necklaces… everything.

Among them, there was an exquisite gem pendant, an antique inherited from the royal family of a certain kingdom, with a history of more than a thousand years.

It is related to a famous queen and is full of many legendary stories. According to legend, the witch Alexandra obtained the gem on this pendant when she was young, but after her fall, it spread to the secular world.

This antique is more expensive than many curios. Three magic stones a year. More than a thousand years is nearly four thousand magic stones!

The gem on this pendant can be combined with other things to form a necklace. However, there are no suitable necklaces here.

The other things are also very good, all of which are antiques with a lot of legendary color. But the price is not so exaggerated, one magic stone a year.

The two high-grade curios are also jewelry, but all witches will like them.

Looking at the 'middle-aged nobleman's' secretly grinning appearance, Kayla knew that he planned to buy them all, and she was immediately overjoyed.

Hmph, let you touch me, today I will make you bleed!

Kayla struck while the iron was hot and said: "Lord Leonard, although my place is small, I have a lot of connections with the Twilight Council and the White Chess Council, so many goods that would not appear in the mainland will appear here.

In addition, to be honest, a certain princess of White Chess is one of my shareholders. Because she likes these things very much, she often orders me to pay attention to these things, so I have a lot of good things here."

Speaking of that princess, Kayla was a little depressed.

When Kayla first came here, the princess often sent people over to spend a lot of money, and even came here in person.

It was as if she couldn't spend her money.

But after only two or three years, she rarely sent anyone here.

Kayla relied on this gimmick to attract buyers and sellers, but as a result, the princess didn't come.

In order to maintain the gimmick, Kayla had to find someone to act herself, pretending that the princess often came to buy things. Then she secretly sold the goods through other channels.

It's a huge loss.

Regarding the princess not coming, the people on the princess's side explained that the princess was studying.

But Kayla strongly suspected that the princess had squandered all her money. That's why she used this excuse to hide the truth of her poverty.

Well, she seemed to have sent someone over a few days ago. It was a beautiful elf lady.

The elf lady came secretly, but Kayla's eyes were all over the town, how could she not have noticed?

She pretended to be a customer from out of town. But Kayla's eyes were shining. She could see that the things the lady was picking were all things that the princess liked!

It must be the princess's people!

She spent a total of 78 magic stones here.

What she bought were all mass-produced small luxury goods.

While Kayla was distracted, Roland took out two high-grade curios that he had originally planned to sell when he ran out of money, and exchanged them with Kayla for the two high-grade curio jewelry pieces.

Kayla was very willing to make this exchange.

Although those two high-grade curios didn't seem as expensive as the jewelry curios, those two jewelry curios were niche products—essentially curios for show.

But what Roland took out were things for killing people. They were bestsellers on the battlefield.

Roland paid cash for the rest of the antiques.

Calculating it, besides the three thousand magic stones he had just sold to Kayla, Roland had also subsidized three thousand magic stones.

Adding those two curios, this was a transaction amount of nearly ten thousand magic stones.

Kayla's heart blossomed.

Her kind of business was the type where either there were no deals, or one deal could last her half a year.

Today, she could be considered to have made a killing.

Most importantly, Roland bought all those luxury goods that Kayla didn't know how to sell. Heaven have mercy, this was the border, and there weren't many people coming for luxury goods except for Lady Catherine!

Kayla couldn't help but become more curious about this 'Lord Reynard' before her.

She knew that this lord must be a very respectable noble.

But where exactly was he a noble from?

So much money, just casually thrown out.

Kayla smiled even more happily, she slightly pushed away the salty pig hand that kept touching the inner side of her thigh, and seeing that Lord Reynard was a little unhappy, she stopped pushing it away.

Kayla had no idea that this customer who was taking advantage of her was her good friend Roland. He was simply a beast in human form!

When Roland used his own identity, he acted like a friend. Usually, he had the demeanor of a gentleman who disliked women.

After concealing his identity, he started to be shameless, shamelessly taking advantage of his friend.

When she resisted, he still forced a touch.

Roland probably thought in his heart—anyway, she wouldn't know who did it.

As a result, just after completing the transaction, when Kayla sent him out the door, his identity was exposed.

On the way out of the castle, they encountered a mysterious wizard.

This wizard looked like just an ordinary old wizard in the mid-stage of first tier, with an unremarkable appearance.

But he looked at Roland several times.

The mysterious wizard didn't recognize who Roland was, but he could tell that there was something wrong with this Roland.

Roland also looked at him several times.

Roland didn't see anything, but he just felt that this wizard was strange.

When Roland saw that the wizard smilingly stopped Kayla and started chatting with her under some pretext, Roland's heart skipped a beat, and he guessed that he was probably exposed.

Roland thought to himself: 'It seems that using the magic mirror alone is not enough, I have to use it in conjunction with a transformation potion.'

'Who is this person? He can actually see through the magic mirror? Could it be one of the creators of the magic mirror?'

'Could it be my mentor?'

Roland knew that if this wizard reminded Kayla, Kayla would suddenly wake up and realize that Reynard was Roland.

So he quickly bid farewell to Kayla and slipped away.

As a result, as soon as he reached downstairs and walked out the door, he heard Kayla scolding loudly from the window upstairs.

"You good-for-nothing! So it was you! You've been teasing me like this again and again, you just wait!"

Roland fled in panic.

After returning to the tower, Roland received a magic letter.

It was a personal letter from Mentor Usak. The words were a bit angry, criticizing Roland for his recent dalliances. Then he told Roland to go back today.

"No need to guess," Roland covered his face: "That wizard should be the mentor, or someone familiar with the mentor."

He told the ghost servants to quickly pack up and prepare to leave.

While packing his books, Roland found a 'Valeria Swordsmanship' manual on his desk.

This made Roland very surprised, and he didn't know if this book was sent by Miss Ying Tao on behalf of his senior sister.

He sat down and flipped through the parchment, but there was no new message from Miss Ying Tao.

Trembling with courage, he made a 'video call' to his senior sister, but couldn't connect. It seemed she was still in seclusion?

Shaking his head, Roland sat down at his desk and continued to read the unfinished parchment. Then he started to reply.

At this time, he found Helena's 'letter'.

She wrote a lot of things, implying whether Roland was lonely, and gently telling Roland not to make Cousin Catherine angry. She also said that Helena would not be angry about the things that her senior brother sent, and would keep it a secret for him, but not to send them next time.

Roland rubbed his face hard.

Soon, he flipped to Joan's parchment. The content was very simple, mainly that she had received the things that Roland sent her, and found that Roland had a high level of attainment in alchemy.

Some 'Southern' alchemists would be best to visit her family's alchemy garden. Her father would be holding an exchange meeting for alchemists in a few days, so Joan invited Roland to go.

To be honest, Roland was a little tempted. This kind of exchange meeting was still very meaningful. He might get old recipes, or rare magic medicines.

It's a pity that he didn't have much time.

He thought it was a normal letter, but at the very end of the text, there was a strange pattern. Roland squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time, and found that it was a lip print.

Roland's eyes went dark.

What exactly was Joan inviting Roland to do? The implication was already full.

After being troubled for a while, Roland continued to look down, and soon he flipped to a strange 'letter (parchment)'

The content was written in Elvish.

Moreover, the structure of the language was very strange, reading like a 'poem'.

But the content of the poem was not used to convey love, but a kind of arrogant provocation.

The gist was, I just sent you Baron Hall's swordsmanship manual, you hurry up and practice it, next time we meet, if you can't beat me, I'll eat you.

Who is this?

Looking at the signature—Anna.

Roland was stunned.

Anna could actually write, and not only was the font very beautiful, but she even wrote the content into a poem?

Roland was in a mess.

He couldn't help but recall the scenes when he used to fight with Anna.

At that time, she had a hard time controlling her emotions, unlike Nall who was so peaceful.

And her magic power was very terrifying, and her magic resistance was also terrifyingly bizarre. But he had never seen her use magic.

Her strength should be between first tier and second tier, but she fought back and forth with him.

A word flashed in Roland's mind—patient.

Roland suspected that Anna's condition had never fully recovered, so her emotions were very abnormal and difficult to think normally.

Now she may have fully recovered, making her able to think normally. At least she has recovered to the point where she can use magic letters and fireplaces.

Putting away his thoughts, Roland looked at the swordsmanship manual again, or rather, 'The Path of the Valeria Swordsman'.

A long time ago, he had written a letter to the Baron, asking about the swordsmanship manual.

The Baron had forgotten about him at that time. He replied politely.

After that, when he had his first exchange with Leona, he briefly got his name back, and the Baron suddenly remembered him.

But the next day, the Baron forgot who he was.

After thinking about it, the Baron sent a letter to Catherine.

Then, Catherine should have replied to the letter, and sent Anna to get the swordsmanship manual. Then she asked Anna to give the swordsmanship manual to him. Then Catherine went into seclusion again.

Anna dawdled until today, when she remembered him and sent the swordsmanship manual over.

But how did she get in from the fireplace with her big body?

Roland couldn't figure it out.

"Senior sister is still thinking about me... If I told her about Straw Town, would she believe me?"

"Wouldn't she let Anna teach me a lesson on purpose? If I can't beat her, will I be castrated?"

Roland's face was very ugly.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll go on an escort mission in two days, and I shouldn't see Anna in a short time."

"Well, after I go back, I'll ask someone to send the things to senior sister, slightly improve my favorability, and lower the murderous aura value."

Roland picked and picked, and picked out three antique jewelry, intending to give these three to his senior sister.

He kept the most precious pendant and the two high-grade curios.

Roland thought to himself: "I have to keep these things on hand to save my life! If she comes to kill me one day, I'll take these things out, offer them to her, and I'll be able to block a disaster!"

Recalling senior sister's methods of building the hunter's hut, Roland felt terrified. He didn't peek into this realm before, and didn't know the power in it.

Now, the more he thinks about it, the more frightened he is. Senior sister's magic is not only MAX, but she is also one realm higher than him.

Except for Forbidden Transformation, he has no magic that can compare to her.

But what if he defeats her?

Thinking of this, Roland checked the Book of Aleia and looked at his senior sister's favorability.

He found that his senior sister's murderous aura value was indeed exploding... But, her favorability was still full!

Roland was greatly surprised.

These little Rolands have done all these things, even in his name, dumped senior sister, and her favorability hasn't decreased at all?

This is impossible!

This doesn't make sense!

In Roland's view, senior sister didn't witness the verification of madness like him, so he thought this was illogical.

But under such favorability, if he really defeats senior sister, it seems that he can really explain things.

Those bad things were done by Roland, not done by Roland!

If the explanation doesn't work, then use another method of explanation!

First explain forcefully, and then you can explain it well and gently.

Roland guessed that if his senior apprentice sister ran into him, she would most likely launch a wave of savage and unreasonable attacks without saying a word. At that time, as long as he defeated her, he could take a two-pronged approach: explain the matter clearly and appease her properly. Even the greatest anger would dissipate.

Thinking of this, Roland suddenly saw the Book of Alea jumping slightly on the table.

He opened it and his expression became very interesting.

【You have created a fork in your destiny.】

【And given yourself two choices】

【You decide】

【A. "Damn it, I might as well just lose!" After defeat.】

【Completion Reward: "This guy is indeed messing around everywhere and not focusing on cultivation!" * N, Bodyguard Mission - 1, Strange Female Boss - 1, Elf Maid - 1, Laughing Madly for a Month + 1; Severity of illness - 1】

【B. "Huh? What are you saying I stole from someone?!" Then put in a fierce effort in anger.】

【Completion Reward: Roland's Mad Laughter "Hahaha! Hahahaha!" * 1, Bodyguard Mission + 1, Strange Female Boss + 1, Elf Maid + 1, 3P Scandal + N, Captive Seed + 1, Severity of illness + 1】

"Is it fighting with my senior apprentice sister? Is she out of seclusion and will I encounter her unexpectedly?"

"Looks like my senior apprentice sister is personally taking action to see if I am qualified for this task?"

"And it seems like I can win?"

Roland's courage suddenly grew, and he had the guts to return to the High Tower. His heart couldn't help but feel a surge of heat, but he didn't join in the work of tidying up his luggage. Instead, he calmed down and began preparing his arcane items.

He checked the arcane items he hadn't sold after killing those six people these past two days. Yesterday, he had imprinted some of the arcane items with mental imprints and magic locks. Now, he was going to do the same with the remaining arcane items.

Regardless of whether he liked them or not, he worked on them all.

After finishing, it was already five or six days later!

He didn't rush to leave. Instead, he distributed the arcane items in his hand to the ghost servants' bags.

These seven ghosts could naturally use the arcane items simply.

Roland would feel strained using so many arcane items at once. Therefore, he planned to have the ghost servants use the arcane items to coast along, and when he found an opening, he would inject magic power and unleash a killing move by multitasking.

These arcane items seemed to belong to the ghosts, but in reality, they were all his. However, the killing moves unleashed by a 3rd-tier banshee and a formal wizard using arcane items were naturally vastly different. As long as the enemy relaxed their vigilance even slightly, they would suffer a great loss.

After practicing with the many ghost servants, Roland rested and recuperated, restored his magic power, and adjusted his mental and physical state before entering the fireplace and returning to the Black Serpent High Tower.

The mentor was not present. The one who received Roland was not a fellow apprentice, but a strange witch.

After listening to what this witch with a very peculiar body had to say, Roland's expression became very strange.