I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha

Catherine smiled and said, "No rush. You have three days. You can take your time. If you do a good enough job, I might even give you that 'pseudo-holy armor' you shouldn't have gotten in the first place. You lost, didn't you? You didn't win that bargaining chip."

Roland chuckled, "You're right. I will do my best to help you redesign the magic carpets. Though, it won't take three days. Three minutes will be enough."

Catherine asked, "What do you mean?"

Suddenly, Catherine's expression turned rather unpleasant.

Roland had indeed promised to modify seven magic carpets for her, but he hadn't specified what kind of modifications he would make.

Sure enough, Roland smilingly pulled out a sketchbook—a curious item from Fatty Duncan.

He picked up a pen and, in a few seconds, drew a picture of a chick pecking at rice.

Holding the drawing of the chick pecking at rice, Roland stood up and approached Catherine's sofa, handing her the sketchbook.

Catherine glanced at the picture and nearly fainted.

At that moment, Roland took out his serpent staff and waved it at the armor and the pseudo-holy armor on top, then the items disappeared into his dimensional bag.

Immediately afterward, he waved the staff at the robe on the table, and the robe landed in his hand.

Holding the ordinary robe, Roland said, "Lady Catherine, this 'pseudo-holy armor' was the bargaining chip. According to the terms of the bet, I'm returning it to you now. As for the armor and the plain robe on top, those were the items you gave me at the beginning of our agreement, so I'll accept them."

Catherine frowned. "What nonsense are you spouting? That's just an ordinary robe!"

Roland blinked in surprise and said, "My lady, you can't just say things like that. This is clearly the pseudo-holy armor. If you claim it's just an ordinary robe, what's your proof?"

Catherine was momentarily stunned.

Just as she had toyed with Roland, he was now toying with her.

Roland lost the bet because he could distinguish between the two items.

Catherine couldn't tell the difference, so she couldn't prove which one was the holy armor from the bet! And which one was the robe she had agreed to give Roland before the bet!

These two… each one is more cunning than the other!

Although this was just a playful exchange between lovers, or even just a spur-of-the-moment thing, neither of them treated it with the mindset of a 'devil's bargain'.

But both of them acted without thinking, so Roland's ability to win her in this playful situation indicated that if things were to get serious, Catherine might not be able to handle this little wizard.

Catherine stared blankly at Roland, a strange thought forming in her mind.

She had actually lost.

In this little game, she had actually lost… Indeed, she hadn't intended to play seriously with Roland, so she had just casually set up a devil's bargain.

But Roland had broken the game in a short moment.

There are many gods in the South, but it is also a disaster area for devils. Catherine had originally wanted to teach Roland a lesson, to give him a good lecture, and make him remember it.

But she had lost instead.

Was this kid really just a squire from Valerian before?

He is practically an encyclopedia when it comes to worldly matters—he says this knowledge comes from Valerian mercenaries.

He has a knack for scheming, cunning, and various tricks—he says these experiences were also taught to him by Valerian mercenaries.

So, Roland has always said that he has a group of amazing teachers.

Catherine had felt curious about Roland's Valerian mercenary teachers before, but this wasn't the first time.

But she hadn't paid much attention to it before. Now that she suddenly noticed it, she faintly felt that something was strange.

Roland had said that he was sure these memories came from mercenaries, not from the lower world—the latter is enlightenment, the former is memory.

So, Roland really did have a group of teachers.

And Catherine also believed that as mercenaries who dared to roam in places like the Yellow Fern Forest, they must be the most outstanding mercenaries in this world.

But why does Roland have so many memories about them?!

Shouldn't they have suffered hardship?

At least most of them shouldn't have suffered hardship?

The truth is also true!

When Catherine arrived in Valerian and began preparing to go to the Yellow Fern Forest, there were not many powerful mercenaries left in Valerian.

If Roland's mercenary teachers were really that good, then they wouldn't all have legendary stories in the secular world, but at least a few of them could definitely handle a cyclops.

But in Catherine's time, the cyclops were wreaking havoc! Even the surrounding low-level apprentice wild wizards were arrogant!

Therefore, the old mercenaries should have already suffered hardship!

But why does Roland still have so many memories?!

There is only one way to verify this matter—after Father settles the matter of the Yellow Fern Lord, see if any mercenaries come out.

They definitely have the ability to survive in the Abyss. Even if they are all dead, the old Black Abyss people must have seen some of them.

After that, we can understand what happened to these old mercenaries.

Temporarily putting this matter aside, Catherine reached out and tore up the picture of the chick pecking at rice that Roland had given her. She said to Roland in annoyance, "Stop playing tricks. You promised to modify seven magic carpets for me! Try missing one!"

Lady Catherine couldn't outsmart Roland, so she started acting shamelessly.

Roland smiled, took off his coat, and slowly unbuttoned his shirt.

He smiled and said to Catherine, "My esteemed Majesty, your lord will naturally serve you. I honestly tell you that these magic carpets are not very useful to me in the South, because they clearly come from Bloodless Fortress, and the fleeing Bloodless wizards will be watching as soon as they are sold. Moreover, there are too many of them, and it's not easy to sell them off."

"Originally, I planned to keep some as art collections, but making a copy is the same."

"Now, since you like them, I can naturally give them to you, and even help you modify some of them. Of course…"

As he spoke, Roland raised Catherine's chin. He smiled very suggestively and said, "You understand."

Hearing Roland suddenly call her Majesty, Catherine's heart twitched fiercely, and she suddenly realized what this guy was going to do.

Seeing Roland showing that suggestive smile again, Catherine trembled slightly.

Am I… am I going to be humiliated by this despicable man again?

No, absolutely not! I can't let him develop this habit!

He actually calls me Majesty while taking off his clothes! No, absolutely not!

Catherine tensed up her whole body, her face immediately turning cold: "Roland, don't even think about it—put your clothes on!"

The last sentence was spoken with genuine anger.

The 'current life' version of herself can be bullied by him, because she is his fiancée and it's not the first time she's been bullied.

But the 'previous life' past is a taboo in Catherine's heart, it is her dignity and bottom line! When she wants to play with him, she can coax him. But how can she let him casually bring it up and trample on it?!

This is absolutely not allowed!

Catherine felt that she had been too indulgent and spoiled with Roland. She had to show some authority, teach him a good lesson, and let him know the difference between superiors and inferiors.

Thinking of this, Catherine's eyes became even colder. If Lord Roland made any more outrageous moves—no, even if he smiled like that again, Catherine would give Roland an unforgettable lesson.

As a result, Roland suddenly took a step back and yielded.

Roland smiled helplessly: "Dear Catherine, you really have a hold on me. You are the love of my life, how could I not give you what you want?"

"I didn't take them out before, actually, because I forgot."

"How could I bring so many valuable things to the South? This is our shared property as husband and wife, after all, if I die there, our…"

Catherine's heart twitched fiercely.

She interrupted Roland angrily: "How can you say such unlucky things?!"

Roland immediately lowered his head and admitted his mistake. He sighed and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, it was my slip of the tongue. After this farewell, I don't know how many years it will be before we meet again. Please rest assured, I am an unkillable cockroach. I will definitely be successful in the South. You must also be successful here, you must take good care of yourself, I will build a great foundation for you from thousands of miles away."

Catherine's heart twitched fiercely again.

But looking at Roland's hateful smiling face, Catherine became very angry again.

Catherine, don't be fooled! This guy is deliberately saying this, his lies are just to bully you! How hateful, how hateful!

You can't be fooled, as long as you open your mouth and say a soft word, he will take an inch and want a mile, and kiss you directly!

"You take care too," she said to her pioneer lord, Baron Roland—she finally said the words.

Sure enough, Lord Roland immediately took an inch and wanted a mile—he actually smiled and stretched out his hand, and raised the Emperor's chin again.

The Emperor coldly turned her head away—in Roland's eyes, this was a welcome!

Roland's heart was filled with heat, he pushed her onto the sofa, and then kissed that cold face.

While kissing, Roland helped the Emperor take off her clothes, he laughed in his heart: 'I like it, I like it so much, I just like the way you look when you're being bullied by me with a stinky face! Ah~~ King on the icy throne, let me warm you! '"

Next, Roland carried the Emperor to the bed and did many, many things.

The Emperor kept a cold face, closed her eyes and turned her head away, not looking at Roland—in Roland's eyes, this was indulgence!

His Majesty didn't want to say a single word to this bastard!

That's why it only took five or six minutes for His Majesty to get a little flustered.

After another two minutes, her brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and she couldn't help but cover her mouth.

This time, she was completely flustered and almost cried out.

Looking at her appearance with her mouth closed, Roland was overjoyed. He said, panting, "Your Majesty, I have a small question, please answer it for me."

His Majesty glared at Roland coldly, not saying a word.

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Roland asked with a smile, "When did you start drinking tea? Did you start drinking tea when you bet with me?"

Drinking tea? What tea?

From the moment she entered the room until now, she hadn't had any tea.

His Majesty was stunned for a full two or three seconds before she reacted.

Roland laughed and said, "You must have secretly drunk tea. Otherwise, why would you accidentally spill it on your leg? When you bet with me, you knew you might lose to me, right?"

This time, His Majesty couldn't hold back any longer. She pushed Roland down with the force of a blazing spear, straddling him.

"Roland!"

His Majesty said angrily, "Stop trying to die on me. I'll take your dog life when I get there!"

The two of them tossed and turned, reversing positions for a long time.

In the middle of it, there was such a conversation.

Roland said, "Your Majesty, you really are like a young girl. Every time, I'm so tired, but also so happy. More than two hundred years ago, you never thought your virginity would be taken away by me like this, right?"

His Majesty said, "Yes, you succeeded."

She hugged her knight (nobles are knights conferred by the king), entrusting her heart to him.

Afterwards, His Majesty said something that almost cleared Roland's SAN value.

She said, "Roland, you must have secretly run into my dream. I dreamed of you a long, long time ago. When I was in hell, I knew I would marry Roland Aleyer."

Roland was dumbfounded after hearing this.

He had a dream when he first 'embraced' Catherine in the Black Forest Cabin.

In the dream, he embraced a multi-armed female demon. He dreamed of Catherine in the past!

In the next three days, the two did many absurd things and many romantic and happy things.

They completely relaxed.

They soaked in hot springs underwater, transformed into mermaids to watch the sunrise on the sea. They disguised themselves as mercenary men and women to go shopping, and even stole things. They also drank heavily on the sea cliffs at night, chatting about everything in the Eastern Territory.

Those seven magic carpets... Roland still broke his promise. They didn't have the leisure for that.

However, in these three days, the two did play the roles of painter and model. Although the painting turned from realism to impressionism because the two hugged in the middle of it, this painting was created together by the two of them.

The two finally made a painting, or rather, took a photo. Catherine also took several individual magic photos.

Furthermore, at Catherine's strong request, Roland bought an expensive men's accessory and placed Catherine's portrait photo in the jewelry.

During these three days, the two also did a little serious business. Catherine explained the 'Night Demon Secret Technique' of the Bloodless Family to Roland.

She also taught Roland a method to cultivate this kind of body refining secret technique with magic, which could achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Roland also gained a lot of understanding.

He has a very high physical foundation, and the first stage of the secret technique can be cultivated even while walking.

With the blessing of expensive magic potions, the first stage can be completed in no time. By then, he can transform into a Night Demon. His strength and speed will be unparalleled.

Three days later, at the dock.

Catherine sent Roland to the side of the big ship. After embracing, the two looked at each other for a long time, unable to part.

Catherine pursed her lips and said, "Lord Roland, I actually have two more weeks..."

Roland smiled, took a step back, took off his bicorne hat, put his hand on his chest and gave a slight salute, saying, "Miss Catherine, even if we send you another thousand miles, we will eventually have to say goodbye. After turning your head, please forget me temporarily, because there will be no one to drink with you on the way back."

That damn guy, still saying such things before leaving!

Catherine was now completely destined to think about this guy every day.

Once Catherine finishes her work here, she probably won't be able to help but look for him.

Roland never expected that his words before leaving would change the fate of many people.

Catherine did not participate deeply in the matter of the Yellow Fern Lord afterwards, choosing the most conservative and稳妥 approach, completing the minimum task target.

Her conservative strategy was correct, because during the war, everyone discovered that not as many people crawled out as expected. There were not enough strong people, and the Thousand-Eyed King entered the stage early.

This is a war of gods. First and Second Order Wizards can only be cannon fodder.

After the war, Catherine suddenly discovered that her father's hidden strength was far greater than she had imagined. If she had executed another plan... something might have gone wrong.

She decided to completely lie low.

Later, everyone discovered that many old Abyssals had actually crawled out, but some of them crawled out from other continents!

Several old Abyssals crawled out in the South.

Moreover, there were several elders who gave the Thousand-Eyed King a headache.

Many people believe that the Thousand-Eyed King secretly tampered with this matter. He was worried that his daughter would stab him in the back with the Abyssal elders at a critical moment. So he messed up the people.

A few confidants also believed that His Majesty did not believe that his path would definitely succeed, so he tolerated his daughter's different path, and therefore disrupted the anchor points used by the old Abyssals when they crawled out. In this way, even if he failed this time, his daughter still had a few 'demigods (stars)' who could support the Eastern Territory.

In any case, after this group of old Abyssals crawled out, they contacted Miss Catherine.

After communicating, they did not return to the Eastern Territory, but made a perfect plan - some archbishops in the South have contracted epilepsy due to contact with evil gods. They are receiving treatment in a monastery specializing in treating mental illnesses.

The group planned to sneak into the hospital, eat the archbishops, and then walk out of the madhouse using their identities.

The plan went very smoothly!

But when they were discharged from the hospital, there was a little problem.

This group of Second Order Wizards plus two Third Order demigods (stars) found themselves unable to get out after entering the mental hospital.

It's not that there are any remarkable people in the mental hospital, the main thing is that they have to get a recovery medical record.

Otherwise, how would they go to work at the Holy See?

— "I'm not sick! (Extremely terrified and desperate) I'm really not sick, give me the medical record... You are sick (Extremely vicious and sinister), the whole world is sick, you all need to be treated, you all need to be treated well... Don't think about going out, no one wants to go out! Hmph hmph hmph"

— "Miss, why haven't the people who are supposed to pick us up arrived yet! I can't take it anymore! I can't take my roommate anymore! He always secretly touches my things!"

The above are all later stories. Roland did not know that after he arrived in the South, the Eastern Territory had undergone earth-shattering changes, nor did he know that the Southern Territory would be turned upside down because of a small baron.

He is now in a large cargo hold, secretly rejoicing over his 8,000 magic stone worth of goods.