I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Chapter 15 Magical Objects
Roland packed all his luggage into a large backpack. Before leaving, he suddenly remembered his sword.

He walked to the corner of the room and picked up a long sword.

This sword was the one Roland pulled out from under the bed last night when he dealt with Anna. It was originally wrapped in oilcloth.

In the past, Roland would use it to practice swordplay every day, but after coming to his mentor, he hadn't touched it for a long time.

Drawing out his longsword, a cold gleam flashed on the blade. Roland sighed, "Baron Hall originally intended to give this sword to his future son-in-law, but in my third year as his swordsman, he gave it to me."

Although Roland's father had always served as the baron's butler, the baron never regarded Roland's father as an ordinary butler, but as an important partner.

As the baron's sword-bearing squire, Roland's status was much higher than that of other squires.

Some even considered Roland to be the baron's illegitimate son, and the kind of illegitimate son who was accepted by the lord's wife.

Roland had doubted this for a while, because the Baron and his wife were very kind to him, and when they lived in the castle, the Baron's daughter Alice always called Roland "Brother".

Even in front of others, she called Roland brother.

Roland was sure that he was not the Baron's illegitimate son, but the sword revealed the Baron's family's attitude towards him.

Until Roland's cheap butler father went crazy and ran away, the Baron always treated Roland like an adopted son.

"The Baroness had been seriously ill for a long time, and she was very kind to me. It was because of her persistent requests that the Baron gave me a chance and didn't send me directly to Mentor Catherine."

Although Roland finally chose to follow Catherine, the Baroness was kind and affectionate to him.

'The Baron has been exploring the fern forest because of Baroness Julie's illness.'

Roland sighed deeply and said, "I'm sorry, Baron Hall, and I'm sorry, Baroness. I can't go to the Fern Forest to help the Baron and you heal. I don't have the ability to come back alive from there."
Although the 'Roland' inside Roland now is no longer the Roland of the past.

But this is a parallel world, and the Roland of the past and the Roland of the present are actually the same person.

Therefore, he could deeply understand his past experiences and feelings, and therefore he felt a great deal of guilt towards the Baroness.

The Baroness's illness required not only the Holy Grail, but also a tree found only in the deepest part of the fern forest. According to the Baron's previous statement, he needed to transplant a branch and then let the Holy Grail water it like a fountain, so that the tree would grow a magic potion that could cure the Baroness's illness.

Roland could indeed perform Transfiguration, but even if he desperately consumed the Mermaid Fruit to restore his magic power, he could not replace the Holy Grail.

So, unless he went to the Fern Forest and retrieved the true Holy Grail, he was powerless in the matter.

Shaking his head, Roland let the matter go. He put his sword on his waist and walked out of the room.

The mentor was standing in the woods, flipping through a magic book.

The instructor didn't seem to plan to pack her luggage, and Roland felt a little confused.

But he didn't ask any more questions. He just asked about Anna: "Teacher, isn't Anna going with us? When you came back this morning, I saw her in the woods."

"Don't worry about her." The instructor said without looking up from the magic book. She seemed to be reviewing a spell.

Given her mentor's personality, she always took revenge and vented her anger immediately. She might let Roland off the hook because she couldn't find a reason to punish him, but she had definitely punished Anna.

Roland looked at the several space-related artifacts that his mentor was carrying, and suspected that Anna might be lying in one of them, crying with her hands covering her butt.

At this time, the mentor stretched out his hand and chanted a spell towards the hut in the distance: "Alagasa Pachikui"

Catherine chanted the spell while folding paper.

She just folded it like this, and the small house dozens of meters away and the surrounding yard were folded up like paper and held in her hands!

After playing with the folded paper in her hand for a while, Catherine put the cottage into the small purse at her waist.

Roland, who was watching all this, showed a shocked expression, and then his face became very ugly.

This kind of method...even if there were ten of me, I wouldn't be able to defeat her! Roland was deeply shocked and thought to himself, "Is the gap in strength between low-level apprentices and high-level apprentices so huge?"

He obviously had a serious misunderstanding of the normal strength of senior apprentices.

It is true that Catherine is only at the level of a senior apprentice now, but as a senior apprentice... not to mention her rare items and treasures, even if she is naked, ordinary formal wizards are no match for her.

"Put your luggage in the bag." The instructor threw her small wallet to Roland and went down the mountain without looking back.

Roland hurriedly caught the wallet thrown in the air and studied it in confusion.

"How do I use this thing?" Roland touched the wallet and found that the surface was very smooth and delicate, as if it had a layer of scales like snake skin.

At this moment, Roland suddenly saw the zipper of the wallet slowly open by itself, and then slowly open towards Roland.

A palpitation flashed through Roland's heart, and he subconsciously turned his head away.

In an instant, a strange, giant tongue emerged from the wallet and stuck to the travel bag Roland was carrying. Almost instantly, Roland felt the huge force from the tongue pulling at the bag on his back.

He was so scared that he quickly put down the big backpack on his shoulders, and then watched the backpack being swallowed by the wallet in his hand.

The instructor's voice rang out from the woods ahead: "I forgot to mention this: don't stroke Little Jimmy's scales backwards—and remember to zip up his mouth."

Roland's expression suddenly turned very ugly.

This woman must have deliberately not reminded herself!

He didn't dare say anything more. He quickly zipped up his wallet, ran to his tutor and returned the wallet to her.

The instructor didn't seem to have any intention of asking Roland to keep the wallet. She took the wallet with a smile, then looked at Roland with a half-smile, and then led the way.

Roland secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but after walking for a while, he inexplicably heard a rustling sound coming from his waist.

"Teacher, how did your wallet end up with me?" Roland carefully picked up the wallet from his waist with a very grim expression.

Teacher Catherine turned around in surprise and said, "Oh? Really? Oh, it did go to you. It seems that little Jimmy has fallen in love with you."

Roland looked at his instructor suspiciously, his eyes as if to say, "Stop it, Senior! I know it was you who did it! Even if it wasn't your spell, you made it follow me!"

"Roland, your eyes lack the proper respect for a mentor." The mentor narrowed his eyes slightly. "With my status, do you think I would play such a childish joke on you?"

"Ah, no, it came here on its own." Roland turned his head away, avoiding his mentor's gaze. "Little Jimmy likes me."

The instructor sneered, "Haha. It seems you don't believe me. You can throw it away. Perhaps if you run a hundred kilometers within thirty breaths, it won't come back to you."

After saying this, the instructor twisted his waist and happily went down the mountain.

Roland's expression turned very ugly.

The instructor's words had made it very clear—Roland couldn't possibly get rid of this wallet.

No, it's not a wallet, it's shackles!

I had just terminated my slave contract with her, and she put a pair of shackles on me again!
"Roland, oh Roland, you are too young!" Roland regretted in his heart: "She is so afraid of me leaving, there must be a reason. When we were just in the house, you actually believed her words and thought she was a good person!"
Roland followed the female mentor in despair.

Catherine walked in front with her hips swaying. She was in a very good mood today and even started humming the folk song "The Cat Wizard" which was popular recently.

The ballad is probably about an evil cat wizard who lures people into his hut and then does strange things to his victims.

Roland was the victim—in the ballad composed by the townspeople, the victim's name was Roland.

(End of this chapter)