I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Chapter 140 Snow White Sets Off to Big Trouble 6K
Roland spent the next few days living a fulfilling life. He often spent time in the library, occasionally attending important lectures.

With Helena and the others' notes, he could skip some of the simpler classes and just listen to their general explanations.

The treasures he brought back were also being digested. Ghost also began to cultivate them according to the method given by Lilith.

Lilith gave all the hidden books, and Roland did not forget to pay the blood money.

After learning that the tower where Miss Lilith was staying was the same tower where Catherine was stationed, he would often go to that tower under the pretext of visiting Senior Lilith.

But the White Queen gave Catherine a lady-in-waiting, who was very strict.

Some time later, Wallace told Roland that the College Cup had been postponed until the end of the year. The Twilight Council had already confirmed that they would send apprentices to participate.

It hit bottom, and it took half a year. However, time passed in the blink of an eye.

At the end of the year, somewhere in the Black Forest.
There was a heavy snowfall a few days ago, but there is no snow around here. And it is warm like spring.

A young wizard sat meditating under a beautiful tree.

Next to him, there was a 'Twilight Magic Notebook', a thick magic book and a parchment written with the language of the dead.

The tree behind him was exceptionally beautiful, its branches like willow branches. Its crown seemed to have been struck by lightning and fire a few weeks ago, but it was growing rapidly. Although not as lush as it was a few weeks ago, it was still lush and green.

Inside the tree canopy, there are some small tree houses made of fire elemental materials, and many elves are flying around those tree houses.

They collected the magic pollen from the area and brewed nectar and flower wine on the trees. The surrounding area was filled with a refreshing aroma that made people feel happy.

Perhaps because the trees are baptized by thunder and fire every month, the elements in the elves are beginning to lean towards thunder, lightning and fire.

Their little red wings look like dancing flames when they flutter, and sparks of electricity flash from their hands when they play.

These elves seem to be the reason why the surroundings are as warm as spring.

There were shadows moving in the treetops, seven strange ghosts, wandering around the branches, examining the leaves for any signs of blooming.

The soul power of these seven ghosts is extremely condensed, and there is a tendency for them to break through the third level.

It was Roland's seven benevolent spirits. In just six months, he had used his Soul Tears to build up these seven Rank 7 ghosts to their current level.

The elves ate nectar and looked at them curiously.

A few naughty little guys played tricks on them with small electric arcs or flames, but those weak magics became ineffective after falling on their nun leather coats.

Occasionally, a naughty little magic would hit their faces, and a rune would flash on the ghosts' bodies to offset the magic.

These ghosts were unique, surprisingly impervious to lightning and fire magic. Their magic resistance seemed extremely high. Furthermore, special runes were carved into their bodies, further increasing their resistance to spells.

Level 0 magic has no effect on them, and level 1 magic can hardly hurt them either.

After being harassed, the ghosts are not angry, but instead give the elves a stiff smile.

The eyes of these ghosts were somewhat dull, yet possessed a certain clarity. They seemed capable of some normal thought and were capable of performing a variety of tasks. These ghosts were likely Level 2 evil spirits or vengeful spirits.

Evil spirits and resentful spirits are all driven by evil thoughts or resentment, but there is no evil thoughts or resentment in their eyes. Instead, a hint of pure aura emanates from their bodies.

These appear to be seven 'good spirits' that are slowly evolving into 'heroic spirits'.

They are accepted by this pure land.

Suddenly, there was a crackling sound of broken branches in the forest in the distance. A moment later, a huge mountain monster with drooling hands stepped into the garden, crunching on the thick snow.

It sniffed in mid-air, then looked at the nectar and wine in the treetops with shining eyes.

Looking at that big fool, the elves started chirping unhappily. Recently, the big tree has not grown pollen, and there are always some greedy bad guys who come over to steal it.

Especially these mountain monsters, they have thick skin and flesh, and even magic doesn't hurt them much. Every time I chase them away, I'm exhausted. I have to eat two more meals to make up for it.

The big stupid mountain monster wiped his saliva and walked towards the tree. But the elves had no intention of flying over to fight it. Instead, they ate nectar angrily and chattered around the ghosts.

The seven ghosts turned their heads in unison, staring at the mountain monster with empty eyes, and slowly floated away.

They muttered something, as if communicating with the mountain monster through their powerful thoughts. The mountain monster, with its walnut-sized brain, unexpectedly understood their thoughts, but it waved its arms at the surrounding ghosts as if to shoo away flies, unwilling to listen to their nagging chanting.

At this moment, the mountain monster suddenly blinked its eyes and found that there was a snowy forest around it. It seemed that it had inexplicably left the warm garden where the big tree was and ran two miles away!

It scratched its bald head with a puzzled look on its face, and walked back in frustration. It also picked up a thick tree trunk from the snow on the road and dragged it up like a big hammer.

Soon, it came to the warm open space again.

It greedily looked at the dozen or so 'beehives' on the big tree, revealed a cruel smile, and then threw the huge hammer in its hand fiercely over there.

The big hammer drew a parabola in the air with a whirring sound.

At this moment, seven spells flew onto the big club, and then the big club was blocked halfway and slowly fell to the ground.

Seven ghosts holding magic wands slowly appeared in the air. They looked at the mountain monster angrily, and then lightning flashed all over their bodies, and then seven lightning bolts flew out of their hands!
In a blink of an eye, seven lightning bolts struck the mountain monster, turning it into a huge light bulb.

Then, seven more lightning bolts flashed from the bulb and jumped onto a nearby tree! After landing on the tree, several of the lightning bolts jumped back onto the mountain monster!

竟然是连锁闪电！虽然只跳跃了2-3次，是1级的魔法，每个魔法只有0-4的伤害。可这7道闪电加在一起，却也赶得上一位高等学徒的全力一击了！

The mountain monster had thick skin and tough flesh, and was extremely tenacious. It also had strong resistance to magic. Yet, this time, it was also electrocuted, leaving it charred on the outside and tender on the inside.

It shook its body, exhaled a mouthful of charred smoke, and looked at the seven ghosts with horror - ghosts who could do magic. Could they be the ghost janitors of the Black Abyss?
At this moment, it heard the seven ghosts chanting a series of spells, and then the huge body of the mountain monster was set on fire.

The fat on its body crackled in the flames, making it scream in pain. It no longer had any desire to eat, and its mind was filled with the fear of death. It ran into the woods in fear and never dared to return.

What was a little strange was that the young wizard was sitting under the tree meditating, but the mountain monster never even looked at him from beginning to end, as if the wizard did not exist in its eyes.

The ghosts did not chase after it. Although the mountain monster was difficult to deal with, it was no problem for them to kill it. However, they did not seem to want to cause unnecessary killing and intentionally let it go.

After casting two spells, the ghosts used some simple spells to restore the recently burnt flowers and plants. Then they pointed at the large club tree trunk in the clearing and sent the garbage out of the forest.

The elves surrounded the ghosts with admiration on their faces, chirping and holding all kinds of delicious food in their hands, wanting to give them to eat.

How can ghosts eat?

But the amazing thing was that they actually absorbed some of the 'elf wine'. After inhaling the fumes of the elf wine into their bodies, their magic power was restored a little.

At this time, mist came out of the small bottle next to Roland, and then the surrounding area gradually became foggy.

In the mist, Roland, who sat meditating beneath a tree, slowly opened his eyes. A flash of seven-colored magical light flashed in his eyes. The magic power in his body was extremely condensed.

The magic power in his body was slowly fluctuating, but there seemed to be an invisible wall that was suppressing the magic power and limiting it to the level of an intermediate apprentice.

Since the Human Skin Town, he had come to the Shepherd Tree to meditate almost every day. He had already reached the bottleneck of the intermediate apprentice realm.

The fog around us was getting thicker and thicker, and we couldn't see clearly beyond five meters.

Roland put away the things around him, and several spells flew out of his hands and fell into the fog.

Then, some magic runes flickered in the mist, and the surrounding scene slowly changed.

The ghost fog moved Roland to a stream in the forest outside the shepherd tree.

The mountain monster knelt in the stream and drank water, and the flames on his body seemed to have just been extinguished.

It seemed to sense Roland, looked back, and grinned.

It said innocently, "Thank you for letting me go. I'm leaving now. The goddess Heraclea has summoned me."

Roland's expression was extremely strange.

How could a mountain troll speak such fluent human language? And even know the goddess Heraclea?

Suddenly, Roland rubbed his eyes and his face froze slightly.

Where is the mountain monster in front of me?
That's a dry skeleton!
It did not kneel in the stream, but stood quietly beside it. On the dry bones, a bride with human skin was lying.

The remaining flesh and blood on the skeleton was slowly merging into her blood-colored wedding dress.

This skeleton was the giant monster that had just escaped. It was quietly followed by the red spirit.

Roland sighed inwardly. He didn't know if he was sighing because the mountain monster, spared by the good spirits, had tragically died, or because the red spirit wasn't as obedient as the good spirits.

The Red Bride has now reached the peak of Level 3, and since her experience in Human Skin Town, she has become even more bizarre.

The things she kills often look very normal, as if they were still alive!
Can talk, dance, laugh and cry.

But once it touches a person, it suddenly finds itself dead.

The bride in red has now become Roland's true king.

Maybe it’s because of the human skin on her body, the ballet ghost has to touch her three or four times before she completely turns into a wooden sculpture!

Roland was a little helpless with these two kings. He had been doing nothing lately and was just being taken advantage of by the bride in red.

But she will forage for her own food.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the Book of Poetry of the Goddess Heraka is still useful, allowing Roland to still control her.

Roland's thoughts flashed, and the Red Spirit reached out and unleashed a crimson curse. The curse instantly landed on Roland, and several runes appeared on his robes. Then, the curse mysteriously vanished.

Looking again, Roland saw a puppet appear behind him. It was the Ballet Ghost. She was shrouded in the same crimson curse.

The curse danced with the ballerina like a red butterfly. Then, as if bored, the ballerina stood still, letting the curse fall on her. The curse was like a drop in the ocean, having no effect on her at all.

"It's done!"

Roland was overjoyed. He collected the Ballet Ghost, the Red Spirit, and the others. Then he took out a small silver pot and sucked up all the nearby mist.

At this moment, a huge figure suddenly rushed out from the forest.

Roland's pupils shrank slightly. He stretched out his hand and pointed at the giant figure. Then, a huge piece of red leather flew out from his sleeve. The bloody skin inexplicably disappeared, and then the giant figure's body became uncontrollable and stood still.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a beautiful elf lady, but her height was a little too exaggerated, more than three meters tall.

She was wearing a beautiful snow-white fleece winter coat.

These are not savages or trolls at all.

It looks so white and beautiful, just like a snow elf running out of a fairy tale!

She clearly didn't seem to be tied up by anything, but she seemed to be restrained.

Anna sensed something was wrong and struggled frantically, but it was no use. She had no strength left in her body, as if her skin and flesh were not her own.

Seven or eight of them flew in succession, one of them took effect, and then Anna was hung upside down in the air.

Catherine is a very fashionable witch, and Miss Anna beside her is also dressed very fashionably by her.

Katherine had done a great job altering the fur winter coat, even considering Anna's tendency to roll around in the snow, so it was pure white.

But even wearing thick velvet winter clothes and trousers, Miss Anna's tight figure is still full of sexy tension.

In a flash, Roland took off Anna's pants.

Then he picked up a cane and beat him hard.

"I let you mess with me! You even ambushed me before leaving! I'm going to teach you a lesson today!"

Anna cried out in anger and struggled fiercely in mid-air, but it was useless. Roland spanked her buttocks until they turned red.

In the past six months, the two of them have almost become enemies!
Anna did not return to the tower with Katherine, but stayed in the big house, harassing Roland every day.

Roland reported her several times, and Catherine came back once. It would have been fine if she hadn't reported her, but after she did, Anna became even angrier.

The door of her room could be locked, but she circled around the dark forest and crawled outside the barrier of the big house to block Roland!

The two had been battling each other for the past few months, and both had their limits. Anna didn't use magic, and Roland didn't use killer moves.

But Roland's moves were all lethal, so he could only use magic tricks and swordsmanship to fight her. Meanwhile, Anna was in her prime, with her magic resistance almost maxed out. Her agility was also maxed out, and even the wizard's hat couldn't catch her!
Even more shameless was Anna's lack of martial ethics! Every time they met, she would ambush and attack, never even looking Roland in the eye. As a result, Roland was at a disadvantage. He could only run.

Occasionally, Roland would trap her with a wizard's hat, and then beat Anna severely.

This time, the two of them were really angry.

The next day, this little bitch pushed Roland to the ground and rode on him, laughing heartily. Roland was furious.

She even uses paralysis darts!

Once, Roland was meditating under a tree when he felt an itch on his neck and then lost consciousness.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself hanging up. Fortunately, I had many tricks. Otherwise, I would be embarrassed.

Over the past few days, Roland finally figured out how to use the blood skin a little bit. He subdued Anna in no time!

All the old and new grudges came flooding back, and since he was leaving today, he wasn't afraid of her revenge. So he did what Anna had always wanted to do but had never succeeded in doing - stripping her pants and spanking her with a cane!

After a while, Roland was tired of fighting and Anna was tired of crying.

Her face was covered in tears, she was embarrassed and angry, her cheeks were red as apples, and her big watery eyes were full of anger.

This feud has been completely settled.

"Ah, it seems you're still not convinced."

Roland's eyes were also full of anger.

He rolled up his sleeves and tried to beat her into submission, but when he looked at the time on his pocket watch, he realized he had to leave.

His eyes were dark as he looked into Anna's eyes, but the guy closed his eyes tightly.

Roland cursed inwardly. This move of his was actually hard to dodge; as long as you caught his gaze, you'd be drawn in.

But he and Anna were already completely familiar with each other. No matter how Anna sneaked and ambushed, Roland seemed to have a sixth sense, sensing that something was amiss and taking precautions. This had practically maxed out Roland's anti-stealth skills!

As soon as Roland's magic power fluctuated slightly, Anna could tell what trick he was going to use.

Roland angrily used a few 'fainting' moves, but Anna was immune to them all.

Looking at Anna's provocative eyes, Roland felt a headache.

A piece of Elvish language came out of Miss Anna's mouth.

Roland understood—"My brother's not here today, little bastard. If you have the guts, let me go. I'll strip you naked, ride on you, and eat you!"
Roland rubbed his face and said, "You win."

He put on Anna's pants and carried her up with his shoulders and arms.

Roland actually lifted up that huge body.

Fortunately, Roland was tall. But even with his height, after Anna was lifted up by him, her head was still at the level of his calf.

He walked towards a certain direction in the Shepherd Tree area, where there was a huge tree. The hole in the tree was the 'back door' of the Black Forest House, which was Anna's room.

It's five kilometers away from here.

As a result, after taking only a few steps, Roland felt that he was a little too arrogant.

He carried a brown bear a few days ago, but it wasn't this heavy!
He felt that Anna was ten times heavier than himself!
Roland had dense bones and a sturdy yet well-proportioned body. He was the type who looked thin when dressed, but muscular without. Yet, he weighed over a hundred kilograms.

Same thing with Anna – she definitely weighs a ton now!
He hurriedly cast a bunch of spells on Anna to try to reduce her weight, but the spells were ineffective on her bloody skin.

He just happened to cast a bunch of spells on himself and then mixed a bottle of potion.

After reaching the last kilometer, Roland began to pant.

"Anna, you must weigh a ton by now, right? You should lose some weight!"

Anna said nothing. Roland looked down at Anna's face, somewhat puzzled, and saw that her face was completely red and her eyes were evasive. She looked strange.

Soon, Roland entered the huge tree hole, opened the door with a spell, and threw Anna onto the carpet in the living room.

From then on, Roland brought Anna back to his territory.

Anna's face became redder and redder.

Little did Roland know, he was in trouble.

Ancient elves are different from high elves, and the laws between tribes are very primitive.

Although few people do that now, some ancient rituals still exist.

Now, he had inadvertently completed such a ritual - he defeated Anna and carried her back home. If Anna had not refused, the ritual would have been witnessed by the gods.

Roland wiped the snow off Anna's pants and wiped her face with a towel, lest Catherine or Brother Nar come back and find out that he had bullied her.

As a result, Anna suddenly bit Roland's wrist, leaving a tooth mark on his wrist.

Roland was stunned. He thought Anna was going to bite his hand off, but it left deep teeth marks.

There was a slight bleeding.

Anna raised her head proudly, her face flushed even more, but the provocation in her eyes became even stronger.

——Roland is in big trouble.

"What the hell is going on? Why is this guy acting so weird today?"
Roland had no time to pay attention to her. He went to the fireplace, lit the fire, and then looked back at Anna.

Anna's face flushed red, and she turned her head away, avoiding Roland's gaze.

Roland's face looked strange. He was going to be late and had no time to play with her today.

Roland stretched out his hand, and a huge roll of red leather appeared in his hand. Then he went into the fireplace.

When Yingtao saw Roland, she said a few words to him with an unhappy look on her face, but fortunately Roland hurried over to catch up with the meeting.

Then he followed the team all the way to the forbidden area.

　The Land of the End should be more interesting than the Town of Human Skin.

　　The main content is not normal trials, PK, killing people, stealing treasures, potions, etc.

　　There will also be opponents in The Witcher, but the main content is about going crazy and becoming immortal.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)