I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha

Roland read late into the night, completely engrossed.

By the time he mastered the 'Sealing Spell' in the book, a pile of papers covered with miniature magic arrays had accumulated on his desk.

"I successfully drew three of them."

He glanced at Alleye's notes and noticed that his Magic Array Studies had improved somewhat. He also gained a new skill.

【Roland】

【Realm: Low-level Wizard Apprentice (45.56%)】

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【Knowledge: Magic Arrays. Apprentice Beginner (15%)】

【Arrays: Demon Sealing Array (6%), Tracking Spell (10%)】

"Since my deep contact with the lower planes, my spirit has become more resilient, and my learning speed has also increased."

The structure of this Demon Sealing Array is actually very complex, being a multi-layered magic array.

If he could draw it completely, he could imprison some demons in place even without the Book of Demons.

Roland was only drawing the first layer. The first layer of the Demon Sealing Array was simple, but it could only be used in conjunction with the Book of Demons. Its main purpose was to provide guidance for the Book of Demons, so it was relatively simple.

But it was still ten times more complex than the Tracking Spell.

Roland felt that he was still unable to draw the 'Demon Sealing Array' from memory. But if he carefully copied and modified it with the Book of Demons as a reference, it would no longer be a problem.

He drew the Demon Sealing Array on the scrap paper one last time, chanting the incantation as he drew. It took him more than twenty minutes to modify and draw a simple magic array.

"This is just practice on scrap paper. Drawing a real magic array will be more complicated and take longer."

Shaking his head, Roland felt a little uneasy. He thought to himself: 'I inexplicably feel insecure. I need to find a servant as soon as possible, otherwise, I won't even have someone to block a knife for me. It would be best to find one tomorrow.'

After tidying up, Roland felt tired. Looking back, Wallace and Natasha's rooms were already dark.

There was a pottery bottle of wine on the table, as well as some snacks.

These things were dinner that Natasha had left here a few hours ago. Roland hadn't noticed because he was focused on reading.

People here don't drink hot water much. Poor people are stingy with firewood, while for respectable people, wine is water. Some more respectable nobles would drink tea. But it wasn't the kind of tea Roland had in mind.

After taking a few gulps of wine, Roland frowned slightly: "A bit sour and astringent."

Even if Wallace's family was poor, they were still wizards. They lacked magic stones, but they didn't lack silver coins. So, this was pretty good wine.

But Roland still felt that this wine was average. It could only be said that modern people have the palate of nobles.

In this era, people from ordinary families could not develop this kind of pickiness that modern people have.

In some ways, Roland was actually quite suitable for playing the role of a noble.

After eating the late-night snack, Roland thanked Natasha in his heart. He took off his coat, placed his wand under his pillow, and lay down on the sofa.

'I ran around all day today, and I didn't even have time to meditate tonight. Oh well, it wouldn't improve much anyway.'

Roland couldn't help but recall his experience in the Yellow Bracken Forest.

The feeling of meditating after deep contact with the lower planes was really good, and the stimulation of being on the verge of life and death was unforgettable.

Roland was now like an old soldier who had bathed in blood on the battlefield. The war had left him with a great shadow, making him yearn for peace. But the stimulating feeling that the battlefield brought him was something he could never forget.

It was okay now, he had just come down from the battlefield. But if every day was so uneventful in the future, Roland would definitely not be able to stay.

This experience gave Roland a great change, and his personality also changed somewhat. He became more cautious and more suspicious.

'Balrog Ghosts, Shepherd Trees, Medusas... they all seem to be things from the lower planes. If I could come into contact with them often, my meditation efficiency...'

Roland shook his head fiercely, abandoning this very bold and suicidal idea.

'Sleep well, sleep well. I can't go to school with dark circles under my eyes tomorrow.'

Roland quickly fell asleep.

He didn't know how long had passed when Roland was awakened by a slight noise.

Since the ruins trip, Roland's vigilance had been raised to the extreme. Even when he fell asleep, his sleep was very light. He was easily awakened by noises.

So, the slight opening of Natasha's room door awakened Roland.

'Is it Natasha? What is she doing sneaking out?'

Roland didn't open his eyes immediately. He quietly reached for the wand under his pillow, sensing Natasha's every move.

The blanket on his body was quietly lifted. Roland revealed an extremely strange expression.

"I'm sorry, my little cake, but I'm really too hungry, and you're my dish. You'll have a very pleasant dream."

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Roland quietly narrowed his eyes, suddenly realizing something, and deliberately yawned and turned over.

A moment later, a hand that had been quietly reaching out tried to move Roland's body, and Roland felt a burst of chaos in his heart.

'I'm on her menu!'

Roland's mind raced, and he said in his sleep: "Brother Wallace, Natasha and I didn't have anything happen... Don't kill me."

A moment later, he heard a mumbling sound: "Damn it, why isn't my charm working?"

There was a sound of Natasha's door closing.

Roland breathed a great sigh of relief: 'Today's events are really too outrageous!'

'If Wallace and my brother-in-law find out, they'll both kill me!'

Roland discovered something.

He seemed to be immune to charm and other mental controls!

Also, for humans, this kind of thing is a physiological need, but for succubi, this kind of thing is a survival need!

They have no morals or fidelity to speak of. Humans are their food!

'I can't find a succubus maid! I'm too young, I can't resist temptation, I can't control myself!'

Roland was sixteen years old this year, the prime of his youth. In addition, he practiced martial arts all year round, and his body was exceptionally strong. So, he was a powder keg, ready to explode at any moment.

Therefore, facing seduction, he really had no confidence that he could control himself.

'If I indulge in lust and mess around with demons all day long, delaying my studies... Not to mention whether Senior Sister will castrate me, my future path as a wizard will also be difficult to advance!'

Roland was a man, he needed women, but he didn't want to delay his cultivation because of this kind of thing in the future.

But as a wizard, he needed servants, he needed partners and guards, he needed loyal servants.

But Roland had to be cautious in choosing personnel.

'Black Abyss Academy is not a safe place. I need to have a helper.'

'If I choose to live alone outside, I will also face harassment from demons and other wizard apprentices, otherwise, I will not be able to cultivate in peace... I have to find a thug as soon as possible.'

Roland wanted to find someone who could fight, who was loyal, and preferably had some talent and understood some art.

Um, also, the mouth should be tight, and the secret must not be leaked.

'I'll ask Wallace tomorrow, I'm very anxious, it would be best to find one tomorrow.'

Chapter Two will be posted tomorrow at noon.