I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Chapter 117: Poems of the Elves
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"Okay then, Roland. Be sure to find me when you have time, and we can go there and have some fun together. There have been quite a few missions there lately, and we can use the missions as an excuse to go there and have some fun. If it's convenient, we can also catch some ghosts along the way, or perform exorcisms for secular lords in exchange for credits."

Roland nodded and agreed: "Of course, of course."

Charlie has been playing cards with Roland quite often these past two days.

This incident made Roland shudder with fear, because when he was in Valeria, his winning rate in playing cards was only 48%.

So, Roland had to go through with Charlie.

However, he was shocked to find that his winning rate had inexplicably increased by 5%.

Charlie was stunned.

With this winning rate, you are the God of Gamblers in the casino!
He discovered that Roland seemed to have an amazing intuition, as if he had a pair of mysterious eyes that could see through everything.

In order to save face, Charlie even cheated a few times, but without exception, Roland caught him every time.

From then on, Charlie stopped calling himself the God of Gamblers and started calling himself the King of Gamblers. He also decided to introduce Roland to the Gambler Saint, the Gambler Devil, and the Gambler Evil of the Black Abyss.

It seems that the descendants of the Baiqi family all like to play chess and cards.

Even many people’s rare items are related to chess and cards!

Rolandon felt overwhelmed. He had not expected that he would be able to infiltrate the group of descendants of the Baiqi family in this way.

Charlie also gave Roland a card, telling him that if he wanted to join the 'Magic Chess Club', he was welcome to do so at any time.

As long as he joined, he would be a key member. If he could defeat the vice president, Roland could choose any position below the president in the club.

Charlie and the others had a strong sense of boundaries. Every wizard had their own secrets, and their territory was a restricted area. Guests shouldn't ask to visit without an invitation from the host.

So they used the excuse that they had something else to do and did not ask to borrow the fireplace in the big house.

On the other hand, Helena repeatedly asked to visit Senior Roland's big house, so Charlie wanted to give his sister a chance.

In the past two days, Charlie has confirmed that Roland is Alaye, the fiancé of the eldest daughter of the Alexandra family.

In addition, he also saw that everything about Roland was mostly his own creation. He didn't have a deep connection with the Alexandra family, at least he wasn't the kind of person who relied on the family for survival.

Therefore, he can leave the family and get out of the divorce contract.

Therefore, after learning that Roland bought so many magic eyes for Helena, Charlie wanted to bring his sister and Roland together.

This Roland is very capable. Although his family has declined and his bloodline may no longer be pure, his ability can make up for it.

What's more, the White Queen has always wanted to arrange Charlie's cousin to the eldest lady.

Charlie was very conflicted about this matter. His cousin was very annoying and he wished he would die sooner.

But from the perspective of the entire family, it would be best if Baiqi and Alexandra could get married.

Besides, my sister seems to like Roland very much.

So, my sister and Roland fell in love and got together, which was the best of both worlds and a beautiful thing.

So he took his people away on the pretext of something.

Roland really didn't want Helena to come in, but when he saw her winking at him, he thought of the femme fatale material. So he took her through the barrier and into the big house.

After entering the house, Helena quietly looked outside the door. After making sure that her brothers had left, she chuckled at Roland.

"I found a great source! Get your money ready, Senior!"

To be honest, Roland is not very interested in refining the Femme Fatale now. After all, he has to collect witches' body fluids, which is detrimental to his reputation.

But he'll soon be spending a fortune again.

Just to pay off the debt, the more than a thousand magic stones left in my hand will be gone.

In addition, he also had to subdue the Red Spirit, repair the strange objects, deal with the things of Alina and others, etc. He also had to prepare for the rainy day and pay attention to the things for promotion to advanced apprentices.

The academy no longer sells anything related to black magic.

Wallace seemed to be on a business trip these two days, and he told me about it before leaving.

He has nothing to sell, but he can ask Wallace; he's sure to have a good place to recommend one.

I might have to go to the black market.

He needs to prepare a large sum of money.

So, Roland planned to make another femme fatale deal.

Roland asked, "How many are there?"

Helena said mysteriously, "The customer will do the initial processing themselves. After purification, the total volume will exceed one hundred liters."

Roland's eyes suddenly lit up.

Helena said, "However, you have to sell me the potion you made. Many people don't want to sell their own things to others. They plan to use them themselves. I mean, magical servants also need to replenish their magic power."

Roland suddenly understood. They negotiated a price. Helena would buy it for 3.5 magic stones. If she specialized in selling it, she could earn a small profit of half that. With just a little talking and some legwork, she could earn hundreds of magic stones. This business was truly a joy.

The senior is simply my cash cow!

Roland calculated that with his current success rate, he could earn over a thousand magic stones from these 100 liters! And the price of the main and auxiliary materials combined wouldn't exceed 200 magic stones. So he was very happy. The two of them couldn't help but high-five in celebration.

Helena even opened a glass of wine and clinked glasses with Roland.

"But, Senior Roland, please don't tell this to anyone. It's too embarrassing. Otherwise, all the girls in the dormitory will kill you!" Helena's face flushed.

Roland coughed and said, "How can I possibly tell anyone about this?"

He swore that this was his last deal and he would never do it again, even if he could make more money.

Charlie thought that the two people came into the house to talk about love, but ended up doing such a shameful deal.

I don't know what to think.

The two chatted for a while, and Helena seemed to have something she wanted to give Roland, and her hands in her pockets were sweating.

She had already made up a reason, and the senior shouldn't doubt it. But when the time came, she was sweating with nervousness.

It wasn't until she drank some more wine that she mustered up the courage.

"Um, Senior Roland, do you like elves' poetry?" Helena's face flushed. At this moment, she suddenly noticed that there were some books about elves on the table.

Her eyes lit up, and she picked up a book and said, "Oh, senior, you've also been studying the Elvish language and elven poetry lately!"

Roland was stunned. He looked at it with a strange expression and found that it didn't seem to be his book.

He thought to himself, "Before I left, I told Wallace the spell of the barrier. Well, he must have delivered it."

"Perfect! Let's study Elvish together! Writing letters and poems in Elvish is so beautiful."

Helena began to chatter away. She had recently been practicing writing poetry in Elvish.

This kind of thing is very popular among the wizard nobles, and if the Elvish language is used well, the elemental magic will be very powerful.

Roland had been studying fire magic recently, so he readily agreed.

Then he saw Helena handing him a letter.

Roland: “?”

"Don't get me wrong, Senior Roland. I originally planned to send this anonymously. Hey, you happen to be studying Elvish lately, so why don't we be pen pals?"

Roland suddenly realized something. He took it with a smile and wanted to open it to take a look, but Helena held his hand down.

"What are you doing! You're watching me after I leave!"

Helena was almost embarrassed to death, so she wrote a poem in the letter. Although the content seemed to be inspired by the scenery, it also contained a few small metaphors.

Careful people can see it.

What's more, this is a proactive letter to the senior!

She glared at Roland, warned him to write back, then she fled into the fireplace and disappeared.

After Helena left, Roland inexplicably felt his hair stand on end, as if he was being targeted by some ferocious female demon who wanted to kill him.

He looked around and confirmed that the ballet ghost had not escaped, then he breathed a sigh of relief.

There was a faint fragrance on the letter from the junior schoolmate, and Roland couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart.

[Tutor/Senior's Killing Intent +50]

Shaking his head and looking at his dirty clothes, Roland decided to take a shower.

Take a cool shower.

Roland swore that he was not a sex maniac and would not have any evil thoughts just by chatting with his schoolmate.

But ever since he ate the Huo Teng root, he has been a little abnormal.

Just now, the two of them were sitting together, the schoolgirl touching his legs one moment and hugging his arms the next, acting like a spoiled child. He was now feeling hot all over and needed to calm down.

"The fire vine root cannot be taken directly. We need to find a formula."

"But the formula probably won't completely eliminate the side effects. We need to find a way to quench the fire."
"Otherwise, if this continues, I will eventually become the boss and do something stupid!"

"After we clean up, we'll file the report. Once the report is filed, my alibi should be nearly complete. But everyone knows this. So, we need to get rid of the mess that Alina and the others have as soon as possible, or we'll be in big trouble."

'Wallace has been away for the past two days,'

Roland went to the bathroom while he was lost in thought.

The floor was wet, the bathroom smelled fragrant, and on the counter was a witch robe, a pair of lace high socks, and a very fashionable set of lingerie.

(End of this chapter)