I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Chapter 139 I Just Hug You, Nothing Else 6K
"Why are you making that face? You're so strong, and 500ml of blood isn't going to kill you." Lilith looked unhappy. She glanced at Roland's neck and couldn't help licking her lips.

Roland realized that he was wrong and felt a little embarrassed.

Lilith snorted and tempted, "This is my specialty. In the entire Black Abyss School, no one except the Ballet Ghost can catch me in hide-and-seek. If I didn't want to try something new, I wouldn't trade with you."

Roland felt that Lilith was bragging, but he was afraid that there wasn't much bragging involved.

Although he thought the price was ridiculously high, and even 500 magic stones was a price he paid out of friendship, Lilith's trick was indeed good.

This guy has been wandering around the academy for so many years, and even if he gets caught occasionally, he can always escape.

I have never really understood the art of invisibility. But Lilith is a master of concealment/invisibility. If I learn her tricks, combined with the Night Family's invisibility and ghost fog,
Not to mention lurking and hiding, even if someone uses their mind to lock onto him, it's difficult - with the help of his body skills and silver pocket watch, his dodge ability is maximized!

Roland pushed five mid-grade magic stones to Lilith and said, "I can't give you so much blood all at once. I'll give you some gradually after I've eaten enough these past few days. These 5 magic stones will be considered half the payment. You need to copy half of the magic book for me first."

Lilith put away the money, flipped through her small package, and said, "Let me make a deal. I can give you half of the stuff first, but don't regret it after you've read it. The deal is already made. Whether you can learn it or not is not my business."

As she spoke, she took out a bunch of miscellaneous items and threw them on the table, including two thick books.

"Is this half of something?" Roland's eyes widened. He had originally thought it was just a magic trick, but it looked like a systematic cultivation method.

After flipping through it, Roland discovered that a lot of the content was about the mysterious side!
He flipped through the book in shock and found that the name of the person who signed the book was: Tasha.

The name sounded very familiar. Suddenly, Roland looked at an oil painting on the library wall.

She was a renowned wizard who emerged from the Black Abyss. She had been a renowned dean of a certain generation in the Black Abyss and a master of the mystic.

After all, Lilith is one of her juniors.

Mistress Tasha was once the academy's containment master. She was the one who contained the famous "Beautiful Snake Person."

Today, many of her things have been lost in the fire that year, and only Lilith still has her books.

No wonder Lilith asked, "Can you learn to look at yourself?" Lady Tasha's magic is all about mystery. Not only is it incredibly difficult to understand, but even if you do understand it, you probably won't be able to use it.

Lilith was born with a half-mystical side, and she was also a devil, a natural master of magic. So she could indeed learn it.

And Roland, who was able to learn the art of Alayeh, was not a normal wizard.

Tasha's magic is almost lost, such a precious thing.
Roland asked, "500 magic stones + my blood? Are you sure that's the price?"

Lilith nervously picked up her small wallet and said, "No returns!"

Roland nodded deeply. He had intended to support Lilith, but ended up making a killing.

Seeing that Roland remained silent, Lilith picked up the wallet and disappeared. She left a final message: "I'll ask Madam Bresha about the ghost for you later."

At this moment, Roland realized that Lilith had left the original books for him. She hadn't even removed the pile of debris on the table. He couldn't help but shake his head.

"It's past ten."

Roland put away the book, gathered up the miscellaneous items, and placed them in his dimensional bag, intending to return them to Lilith next time.

With a clang, a small bottle of perfume fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

"This Madaha perfume shouldn't be expensive, right?"

Before leaving, Roland picked up the broken perfume bottle on the ground and threw it into the library's trash can.

After taking a closer look, Roland realized it was just an ordinary high-end perfume. However, it still smelled all over him. He even shook his clothes in the hallway for a long time, but the smell didn't go away.

Roland felt something was wrong.

Roland has been meeting too many girls recently. During the day, Catherine seemed to have seen Kayla hugging and kissing herself. When she returned home at night, she carried a woman's scent.

"I have to take a shower when I get home, otherwise it will affect my ability to deal with the female devil tonight."

He went to the public fireplace and met two groups of night watchmen on the way. When they saw Roland, they nodded as a greeting.

Ever since the incident with the Magic Chess Club, Roland has become famous throughout the entire school.

Of course, it's a bad reputation.

However, it made him popular among the Night's Watch.

The Night's Watch was not concerned about his reputation, but that everyone knew who the new ranger was.

Inspection rating of 135 points!

In history, it is also a good score record.

And after the advent of the new Black Abyss era, the rangers are worse than each other!

The Black Forest has always been a headache for the night watchmen. An excellent forest ranger can save them from a lot of trouble.

Roland didn't know that during the week or so since he left the academy, he had earned the respect of the night watchmen because of his forest patrols.

He was very surprised to find that the night watchmen did not give him a bad look.

Soon, Roland entered the public fireplace and returned to the big house in Black Forest.

Catherine was sitting in the living room reading a book.

Catherine was supposed to go to the tower today, but they had a fight during the day. She was afraid Roland would think too much if she left without saying anything, so she stayed.

She felt she needed to have a good chat with Roland, so she stayed in the living room until after ten o'clock, waiting for Roland to come back.

After seeing Roland coming out of the fireplace, she looked at him with soft eyes.

Catherine had always acted like a mentor in front of Roland, usually with a stern, cold face.

But today, she felt that the two of them needed to talk.

Although Catherine had no experience in this kind of thing, as a mature woman, she felt that they needed to sit together today and have a calm chat.

So, she didn't wait with a stern face for Roland to come over and talk to her. Instead, she looked at Roland gently and opened her mouth to ask him to sit over.

But before she could say anything, Roland smiled and said "good night" and went upstairs without looking back.

Catherine stood there in a daze, feeling inexplicably angry!
Is this guy an idiot?

I've been waiting for him here until so late, doesn't he understand what it means?

She was furious. She slammed the book in her hand on the table and went back to her room to sleep.

"You shouldn't smell it, right?" Roland went to the storage room to get a new set of clothes, then hurried to the bathroom to take a shower.

After getting rid of the smell on his body, he went downstairs and saw that there was no one in the living room.

When I looked again, it was already past eleven o'clock.

He shook his head, wiped his hair and went back to his room.

As soon as I entered the door, I was slightly stunned.

The room he was in was filled with fragrance. In the middle of the huge bedroom was a large feather bed.

The moonlight outside the window falls on the bed, and you can see the exquisite curves under the thin silk quilt.

It seems I walked into the wrong room!
Roland slapped his forehead hard. He was used to living here. He wasn't used to changing rooms when it was cold. Moreover, he had only been back twice in such a long time, so he still hadn't gotten used to it.

But why didn't the senior sister lock the door? When I came in just now, the door was still half open.

Could it be possible? Roland looked at the delicate curves under the thin silk quilt. His heart began to pound.

The senior student was also in a panic now, and she forgot to lock the door.

A few minutes ago, Catherine's POV
Lying on her cool silk quilt, Catherine looked out the window at the moonlit woods, her mind in turmoil.

She was furious just now, but after lying down and getting some fresh air, she calmed down.

"This idiot said good night and went upstairs."

'I should have called him.'

"He can't be allowed to go to the forbidden area anymore."

She inexplicably thought of Roland's tall figure during the day.

At that moment, the huge shadow seemed to hold her entire body in its broad bosom.

Catherine sighed deeply and began to regret not calling Roland when she was downstairs.

Of course, even if she called, Roland would definitely go upstairs.

The night breeze was unexpectedly cool, and Catherine suddenly realized that the door seemed to be blown open.

I seem to have forgotten to lock the door.

No one would sleep with their bedroom door locked on a hot and humid day.

Roland rarely came back to stay, so Catherine had gotten used to living here. The house was protected by a barrier and guarded by Anna, Nar, and the Ballet Ghost. She usually slept soundly.

So I didn’t develop the habit of locking the door.

She had just changed her clothes and went to bed to sulk.

The door here is not a security door, it is locked with a wooden bolt. There was still wind outside the window today, and it blew the door open.

She was wearing light clothes and wanted to talk to Roland, so she decided to get up, close the door, and change.

Suddenly, steady footsteps were heard in the corridor. She glanced at her cool silk nightgown and quickly got under the quilt.

The footsteps came in without stopping. Catherine's heart stopped, he seemed to have walked into the wrong house!
Catherine was extremely embarrassed at the moment, but she knew that Roland would definitely leave.

Sure enough, Roland started moving toward the door.

But after taking only two steps, the steady footsteps stopped again, as if they were suspicious of something.

Catherine's eyes widened as she thought to herself, "Wait, he wouldn't think I left the door unlocked on purpose and was wearing sexy pajamas for him to see."

"Idiot! Think about it, how is that possible!"

'Go!'

Roland's footsteps came over without hesitation. Catherine's heart was pounding wildly, and she felt nervous and angry.

This stinky man is getting bolder and bolder!
What did he think he was? A whore he could have sex with anytime, regardless of his emotions?!
Catherine felt very humiliated. Many thoughts flashed through her mind. She even planned to teach him a lesson to show her attitude towards him - she only regarded him as an apprentice.

In this way, he can completely give up his thoughts on himself and stop participating in the College Cup.

But did he come in for some other reason?
Catherine turned around with great confusion in her heart, only to see a smiling face that asked for a beating.

"Catherine, I know you haven't slept yet." Roland sat at the head of the bed with a smile.

lecher!
Catherine suppressed her anger and wanted to slap him: "It's so late, what are you doing in here? Get out!"

Roland put away his smiling face and said seriously, "I don't want you to be angry about the overnight forbidden area. We should actually talk about it."

Roland has learned a lot from Baron Hall when it comes to coaxing women.

Catherine hadn't been that opposed to Roland entering her room. After all, they had gone through everything that night, and had basically tried everything they could.

What happened that night was a groundbreaking leap. The feeling between the two of them was completely different.

So, no matter what Catherine said, in her heart, she already regarded Roland as her man.

If Roland started to touch her right away today, Catherine would definitely resist because it was disrespectful.

But now, Roland used a pretext - I'm here to coax you.

That smiling look, although still asking for a beating, is not as infuriating anymore.

Catherine felt that Roland was quite sincere. Although she didn't want to talk to him half-naked, her anger subsided by half.

"Roland, you're completely crazy. The nature of this situation has changed. You can't go. Even if you have to go to advance, you should go and come back quietly. How can you kill people indiscriminately? This will only cause trouble for yourself and bring you into big trouble."

She added, "Besides, if the Twilight Wizards join, the trial will most likely end hastily, and the so-called ranking will no longer be important. I don't want you to go just because you shouldn't."

At this point, Catherine sighed and looked at Roland: "You go downstairs first, I'll change my clothes, and then we can talk in detail."

"No need." Roland shook his head. He looked at Catherine seriously, then showed his provocative smile again: "You look so beautiful in it. I like it very much. Don't change it."

Stinking rogue!
Catherine's eyes flashed with anger, and she slapped Roland in the face.

The slap was neither light nor heavy. After hitting the face, Roland's big hand grasped it.

He stroked the slender and delicate fingers on his face, and couldn't help showing tenderness in his eyes: "I won't see you tomorrow."

Catherine's heart softened. She pursed her lips and said, "Roland, I am not your private property."

The gap in strength between Catherine and Roland is huge.

Catherine is a powerful and strong witch. No matter her strength, identity or status, she is not comparable to an apprentice.

But she said, "I am not your private property." This is the line that the weak say when they resist the strong.

But Catherine thought it was natural. In her heart, Roland was extremely powerful.

This was not the first time Roland had protected her. He had proved with his actions that this seemingly weak 'dwarf' actually had the shadow of a giant!

That shadow had long been etched deep within Catherine's heart. In her heart, no one could be greater than Roland.

Therefore, if one day in the future, someone saw a formal wizard with an extremely strong personality and terrifying strength being hugged by a little apprentice or son-in-law, they would definitely not understand it. But in Catherine's heart, it was natural.

Deep down, Catherine liked Roland's dominance, but objectively speaking, she was a strong person and could not tolerate being treated as private property.

Roland nodded deeply and said seriously, "Catherine, you are certainly not my property. Because, as your nominal husband, as your man, my responsibility is to ensure that you do not become anyone else's property."

It's like a big stone thrown into a calm lake.

At this moment, Catherine's heart was filled with ripples.

I was the one who used him as a shield. I was the one who pushed him into this matter.

Her heart was like the constantly surging waves, making many sounds.

"You should blame me, Roland. Why did you do this? Even if you say you went to the forbidden area for yourself, why did you say such things?"
"Shouldn't we talk about the deal and the benefits?"

'Why do you have to talk about feelings with me?'

"I don't want to have a relationship with you, Roland!"
'Because I like you!'
Suddenly, Catherine found herself in Roland's arms.

She struggled slightly, but the iron-like arm was unusually firm.

Catherine stopped moving when she found that Roland didn't make any unnecessary movements.

Well. Roland also said that he was just hugging her, not bullying her.
When he said these words, his eyes were so sincere.
Just let him hug you.

Roland did not talk to Catherine about the forbidden area anymore, but talked about Human Skin Town and Heywood.

After listening to Heywood's last words, Catherine, like Roland, felt a lot of emotion in her heart.

At this moment, she felt a resonance with Roland's heart and suddenly understood why Roland said these things.

He has his own career, his own beliefs and persistence.

His heart was like the ocean, very broad. In the ocean was an island called Catherine, and many other things.

He went to the forbidden area not just for himself.

At this moment, Catherine suddenly felt a warm big hand on her lower abdomen. He was very measured, just in a small area, gently caressing Catherine's belly. It was very warm.

The two of them didn't know when they had snuggled up to each other.

There was a warm breath on his head, and Roland kissed his long hair.

However, he made no unnecessary movements. Catherine's frown gradually relaxed.

She was feeling very upset, thinking about the forbidden area. Roland suggested that Catherine pay more attention to the information.

If things were too complicated, he wouldn't go. But if the Twilight Council was applying to join the trial, and only apprentices were entering, then he had no reason not to go.

Although the Twilight Wizard Apprentices went to explore the mystery, they only went to collect potions and measure the pollution level.

Moreover, the presence of Twilight Wizard Apprentices was actually a good thing, because as long as one avoided them, one could avoid the mystery.

Now among the apprentices, no one can kill him instantly. If he encounters a strong enemy, he will not fight to the death, but will just run away.

After listening to Roland's analysis, Catherine felt much more at ease.

At this moment, Catherine suddenly discovered that Roland's hands were becoming more and more dishonest. He changed from stroking her lower abdomen to stroking her chest!
Catherine slapped his hand away and gave him a suspicious look - What on earth are you planning on doing by coming in tonight?

Roland's warm hand grasped Catherine's cold fingers. He gave her a burning look in return—of course, this is to talk about business, and of course, this is for you.

Before Catherine could say anything, Roland had already buried his head in her neck.

"Roland." Catherine bit her lip, her beautiful eyes full of autumn water, with a hazy look: "This is the last time, ah ha, I will never allow you to be so presumptuous again, don't kiss there..."

Roland had no time to speak.

An hour later, next door.
With a sudden bang, a huge mountain bear was thrown to the ground by Nar, raising a cloud of dust.

He sat down on the stump, picked up the crystal peeling knife, and began to peel the skin.

As he busied himself, he sighed quietly. It was late at night, and his sister was still complaining about being hungry. She wanted a midnight snack. I'd made some bacon, but she refused, wanting freshly grilled meat.

I'm so annoying.

I looked around and found my sister lying stealthily against the wall, listening to the movements in the young lady's room.

Nar couldn't help but frowned and said, "What are you doing again?"

Anna came over with a suspicious look on her face and said, "Brother, I have to go help."

Nar: “Huh?”

Anna's eyes were determined: "The bad guy and my sister are fighting. They must be fighting!"

Nar was anxious: "Why did you get up? Are you sure you heard it right?"

Anna shouted, "Of course not! Anna heard it all! They were wrestling on the bed!"

The bed creaked and was about to break. The bad guy was gasping for breath as if his chest was broken. My sister cried and screamed, it was so miserable!

Nar: “???”

Seeing Anna getting up to help, Nar grabbed his stupid and crazy sister.

Anna was very unhappy and started crying.

(End of this chapter)