I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha

After receiving a glare from Catherine, Roland obediently went about his business.

He had the beautiful Elena (Anna) sit on the large salt barrel and began wiping her shoes and calves with salt.

Delia was covered in leeches because Anna had kicked Delia, and some of those things had stuck to her shoe.

However, it seemed that these leeches, though very strange, had significant weaknesses.

One was that they seemed to fear salt.

Another was that they could be blocked with objects, but they couldn't be touched with magic, or else they would grow on you.

In addition, these things were attracted to magic. Upon sensing the aura of magic, they would swarm like they had sensed blood.

Finally, the Bloodless Warlocks seemed to have something that could repel the insects, but they didn't know it themselves.

For example, the umbrellas. The three of them had umbrellas from the carriage, which Delia and the others had brought from Bloodless Fortress.

It was unknown what kind of craftsmanship was used to make these umbrellas, but Anna had just used the umbrella to block the leeches for so long, and not a single leech had stuck to it.

Roland patiently wiped Anna's boots and calves with salt.

When she kicked Delia, she had stepped on a few leeches. After she crushed them, they grew on her leg. After taking off her boots, some had grown on her feet as well.

After carefully wiping them with salt, these leeches turned to ashes.

Roland breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the jade-like feet in his hands, Roland's heart beat faster, and he thought to himself, 'From a sculpting point of view, this shape is really perfect.'

Catherine glanced at this dog of a man who was suspected of taking advantage, then turned her gaze to Delia: "Lead the way."

Delia carefully collected her brother's remaining ashes in her arms and then led the way.

Catherine watched coldly, without saying a word of comfort or indicating whether she wanted to continue the cooperation.

What was there to talk about with Delia? Just a family heir.

Catherine didn't even plan to talk to the Earl because Delia would explain today's events clearly to her father. And after listening, the Earl would find a way to apologize to Catherine.

Roland, who was watching from the side, clicked his tongue secretly. He thought to himself, 'Catherine is too ruthless. Cough, have I been farming too much hatred on her recently?'

Roland regretted it to death. If he had recognized Catherine when he was in the forest cabin a few days ago and slept with her, he wouldn't have so much hatred!

Lost in thought, Roland saw that Delia was already leading the way, but Catherine and Anna were looking at him.

"Stop touching."

Catherine said coldly, "Hurry up and go."

Roland hurriedly put down Anna's calf, picked up the half bucket of salt, and squeezed into Anna's large umbrella.

"What exactly are these leeches?" Catherine looked around with a strange expression and said in a low voice.

Anna shook her head. She looked at the soles of her shoes and said, "If they can crawl on stone, they can be blocked."

Roland nodded and said, "Indeed, if they can crawl on stone bridges and castles, they can be blocked physically, right? Wait."

After a pause, Roland looked at the two and asked in surprise, "Can you see them now?"

Catherine looked down at the dried bloodstains on Anna's shoes and calves and said, "I can see some of them now."

Roland couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Suddenly, he remembered the 'Flesh Holy Tree' in the Brown Hazel Fern Forest.

Baron Hall and Catherine were also able to see the original appearance of that tree.

He didn't know if this was related to the two's SAN, insight, or cognitive ability, but Catherine's values in this area were originally high.

In recent years, she had often verified mad ramblings with Roland and spied on the underlying world, so she might have slightly opened an 'eye'.

As for Anna, she had been 'Mind Blasted' by Roland a lot in recent years, and now she was almost immune to this magic.

And the essence of this magic was to pull people into the underlying world.

If the underlying world was a sea, then Catherine and Anna were two landlubbers.

Originally, they would have sunk to the bottom as soon as they entered. Now, Roland took them swimming every day and choked on water every day, which could be considered as learning a little dog paddle.

Roland said, "Who knows if they are really leeches? Catherine, there are two mysteries here, one is the Bloodless and the other is Heraka. The Bloodless Fortress is probably not simpler than the Brown Hazel Fern Forest."

Catherine looked at Roland with some annoyance: "If you cause less trouble, things won't be so complicated."

Roland coughed and said somewhat guiltily, "I will carefully consider the 'fruit tree' and see what the Countess's big secret is before making a decision."

Catherine chuckled and didn't respond.

Soon, the three followed Delia in front and passed through the heavy rain to arrive at the gate of Bloodless Fortress.

As everyone approached, the gate opened with a bang.

Inside the gate stood a large row of nobles and a large number of servants.

The leader was a man with a mustache, wearing a long coat with dense buttons and a wig on his head. He was dressed in full seventeenth-century Renaissance Baroque attire.

It seemed that the Bloodless Warlocks had prepared a lot of welcome programs today, so the greeters were not wearing warlock robes, but full dress.

It looked very luxurious and solemn.

This leader was a second-tier early-stage warlock. He should not be the Earl, but one of the three heads of Bloodless Fortress, the Earl's little brother-in-law.

When he saw everyone, he showed a warm smile and led everyone to greet them.

But the three people outside the door did not come in, but stood at the door sprinkling salt and dancing.

Many Bloodless Warlocks: "? ? ?"

The leading man was stunned for a long time. He looked at Delia beside him with a strange expression, but found that Delia's eyes were swollen from crying.

Her body was also dirty.

The man's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly asked about the matter.

On this side, Roland pulled the two away and threw away the last half bucket of salt in his arms, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay, everything is clean."

Roland smiled and released Catherine's waist, but found that her face was ashen, and her entire soul seemed to have been taken away by a demon.

Anna's face was flushed red, with an expression of shame and anger.

Roland raised his head in astonishment and saw a large group of Bloodless Warlocks with dull expressions standing inside the door.

There were more than thirty people.

Catherine must have regretted it to death. This time, she was here to have a meeting with people!

It was a formal and solemn meeting!

She was already very concerned about face and even had some i-person characteristics.

But she was pulled by the e-person Roland and showed off in front of the leaders of the Bloodless Warlocks.

Glancing at the inside of Bloodless Fortress, without any strange, wriggling red marks, Catherine stepped into the gate as if nothing had happened.

Roland also took a look and found that the Bloodless Fortress was very clean, so he hurriedly followed and took off his cloak and draped it over Catherine's body.

Catherine wasn't wearing leather armor like Anna. Her clothes were all wet. It was okay to be far away, you couldn't see anything, but if you were standing in Roland's position... Roland had already glanced at it a few times.

Judging from Delia's frightened expression, she should have told her uncle what happened.

But many Bloodless Warlocks acted as if nothing had happened, but were a little frightened.

Especially that 'uncle', he was very attentive.

He was clearly a second-tier warlock, but he was a bit flattering in front of Catherine.

It was no wonder, not to mention the great Buddha, the King of Thousand Eyes, and the White Queen, the Black Abyss behind her was enough to put pressure on the Bloodless lineage.

I thought that the Black Abyss was no longer the Black Abyss of the past, but in these eight years of war, the Black Abyss Warlocks were still terrifying.

Now going to the battlefield is like a lottery.

If you run into other warlocks, everyone will paddle in the water and peck at each other like chickens, and then they will get off work.

Only a few hundred magic stones a month, why risk your life!

If you encounter someone with a bad head, you just need to deal with it attentively. Even if you can't beat them, as long as they are in the same realm, or even just one small realm higher than yourself, you can escape.

After being in the warlock world for so long, who doesn't have a few trump cards to save their lives?

But if you encounter someone from the Black Abyss, especially the psychopaths from the Snake Tower, then you have won the lottery.

No matter how many trump cards you have, maybe just a small oversight, and the person is gone.

Only the pure Twilight 'Eye School Warlocks' can overwhelm the Black Abyss.

Only when they encounter this group of big lunatics, will that group of little lunatics clamp their tails and turn around and leave.

Now, the fact that the old Black Abyss people are climbing out of the abyss is a certainty. As the contact person, the head of the Bloodless Warlocks naturally knows about this.

And this Catherine in front of him is not only the daughter of the King of Thousand Eyes, but also the true leader of the Black Abyss.

This matter has already been negotiated. Catherine's process should be to receive the prisoner seed.

But the Bloodless Warlocks had ideas and wanted to have a good chat with Catherine, hoping to share a piece of the pie in the future.

The Bloodless Warlocks are the dogs of the King of Thousand Eyes, and now they also want to be Catherine's dogs.

Naturally, they attached great importance to this 'future Crown Princess'.

Therefore, their reception specifications were very high.

After some pleasantries, Roland, who was watching from the side, matched the leader on the opposite side with the person in the intelligence.

The head of Bloodless Fortress, that is, this little brother-in-law, is called Ancestor.

He is a viscount - strictly speaking, there is no such title as viscount, which is very rare.

Viscount is actually ‘Vice-Count,’ the Count's most trusted deputy.

If the Land of Withered Blood were a county, then Count Durand would be the king, Lady Wendy a queen, and Ancaster the Hand of the King (Prime Minister).

The Withered Blood Warlocks are the Twilight Warlocks' dogs. Logically, when the big boss's daughter arrives, especially bearing gifts, Count Durand should greet her personally.

But the Count didn't come in person.

Vice-Count Ancaster conveyed the family head's apologies, explaining the reason.

Count Durand was injured, struck by a very insidious curse. He is currently in a deep slumber, recuperating and will awaken in a few days.

It turned out that just the day before yesterday, Count Durand was ambushed while inspecting his territory.

The attackers were from the Twilight Council. Someone seemed to have caught wind of the collaboration and didn't want to facilitate it, didn't want to let that old, immortal King of Thousand Eyes break free from his shackles.

The attackers were definitely Twilight Warlocks, absolutely no doubt about it. And most likely a Tower Master from the Twilight Council.

But after listening, Roland had a strange thought.

These past few days, ever since getting off the airship, Senior Apprentice has been dawdling.

Logically speaking, although this mission doesn't have a strict time limit, it's meant to coordinate with 'True Katarina'.

Calculating the time, the negotiation meeting over there is almost over.

But Senior Apprentice isn't in a hurry, leisurely sightseeing along the way as if she's here on vacation.

However, starting the day before yesterday, Senior Apprentice suddenly hurried on her way – the timing coinciding with the Count's assassination.

It's not hard to guess that this filial daughter has her own people planted even under the King of Thousand Eyes' nose.

There are her own people in the Twilight Council.

According to the information, Lady Wendy should also be in slumber right now.

But according to Lord Ancaster's meaning, Lady Wendy seems to have specifically woken up tonight. She is currently dressing and preparing for a banquet in the castle – there will be a small dance to cheer up the Princess.

Lord Ancaster knew that Roland and the others were drenched in the rain, but it wasn't convenient for him and the other gentlemen to take them to change.

Fortunately, Miss Maria was present.

Seeing that Lord Ancaster had said all the important things, she reminded him that the guests were soaking wet and not to keep flattering them.

Afterward, she summoned the castle's female officials and servants to take the three to bathe and change.

Withered Blood Castle truly exists as a kingdom. The Countess has female officials.

This Miss Maria is the chief female official.

She is a peak First-Order Withered Blood Warlock. She is Lady Wendy's hands and face, and also her close friend. At the same time, she is also a noble Baroness with her own territory.

Lady Wendy rarely goes out, and she handles many things. When Lady Wendy is not present, she is Lady Wendy.

Maria and Lord Ancaster, one internal and one external, one is the foreign minister, and the other is the prime minister. Her status is not much lower than Lord Ancaster's.

She is very familiar with Withered Blood Castle, acts appropriately, and is gentle and refined. When Lady Wendy is not present, she often receives distinguished guests on behalf of the Lady.

The female official is very articulate and attentive. She has been responsible for taking care of Catherine's food and lodging these past few days, and Catherine enjoys talking with her.

During the chat, Roland saw many apprentices and formal warlocks along the way. The numbers are very high.

The Withered Blood lineage has a total of 138 castles, and Count Durand has many retainers and vassals.

Although this family doesn't have Third-Order Warlocks, First-Order Warlocks are countless. The number of Second-Order Warlocks is also terrifying.

Originally, many Withered Blood Warlocks had died in these eight years.

But after walking around and looking for a while today, Roland and Catherine exchanged a look – damn it, in just a few years, another crop has grown!

Roland gave Senior Apprentice another look (a vague mental message) – so, Senior Apprentice, do you think this fruit tree should be cut down!

Should we snatch it into our hands!

And then let me use it?

Roland started coaxing Senior Apprentice again, letting her help him seek death.

After seeing Roland's expression, Senior Apprentice fell into a dilemma again.

After a moment, she returned Roland's gaze – wait until you meet the Countess in private before talking.

Roland puffed out his chest.

It's just meeting a fan, what's there to be afraid of?

At this time, Roland saw a group of warlocks maintaining 'tapestries' on the road.

This is a huge corridor, or rather, an art gallery.

Many tapestries hang on the walls of the corridor. The largest tapestries are more than five meters high and ten meters wide! The smaller ones, hanging on the pillars, are also very large.

Tapestries are very similar to murals, but the craftsmanship is much more complicated. In the mundane world, a medium-sized tapestry would take a group of people more than ten or even twenty years to complete.

The productivity of warlocks is obviously higher, but art crafts like this cannot be mass-produced with magic.

And if it is a magical tapestry with moving images like those in Withered Blood Castle, it will take even more time and effort.

Each tapestry here must be made by a warlock with extremely high attainments in painting and other fields, leading a group of apprentices for several years.

To put it bluntly, these luxury goods are more expensive than curios!

They are exquisite and gorgeous, not only a luxurious decoration but also have the function of moisture-proof and cold-proof.

Some great nobles like to use tapestries to show off their wealth, and they have great artistic value.

But comparatively speaking, tapestries are more common in religion.

There are many of these things in Roland's Heraca Church. When he (Little Roland) went crazy, he also made a lot of tapestries.

According to the Little Rolands, all roads lead to Rome, and engaging in art can also comprehend the Great Dao and ascend to immortality!

The tapestries in front of him have some religious style.

To be precise, it is the style of Heraca.

After taking a few glances, Roland actually felt a little familiar.

After looking for a while, Roland was sure that these tapestries inherited his style, and the author must have referred to his things.

The author of these tapestries is very much like he is about to ascend to immortality.

Roland vaguely had a bad feeling.

It seems that a certain warlock in this Withered Blood Castle, after studying the works of the Little Rolands, is about to become an immortal!