I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Chapter 16 Comrades
The baron specially sent a large carriage and a team of knights to wait at the foot of the mountain.

Not far from the carriage, under a towering ancient tree, sat a giant wearing full-body silver armor.

Anyone who knows the goods can see that the armor was made by elves. And it was made by high elves.

But the High Elves would never make armor for outsiders, at least not for the trolls they hate!
What's more, this 'troll' is more than three meters tall, much taller than a normal troll!

The silver giant sat on the huge roots of the ancient tree. The roots were taller than a human, but the giant's feet could touch the ground... No matter what kind of armor he wore, it was probably difficult to associate him with an elf.

There was a strong smell of blood on his body, and he was wiping a bloody sword on his hand.

Even though the horses were wearing blinders and didn't see the giant, they seemed agitated.

The twelve knights were obviously not wearing blindfolds, so they could obviously see the silver-armored giant.

But they were unusually calm, and were still chatting with this 'troll' gentleman using a very ancient and sacred etiquette.

If there was someone from the ancient elven temple or the human church cathedral here, he would be able to recognize the identities of the 'troll' and the knights from that ritual.

These twelve knights not only understand the etiquette of the Templar Knights, but also know the ancient language of Mr. Troll.

The communication between the two sides was very smooth.

From their conversation, it was revealed that Mr. Troll and Miss Catherine had gone to the Witch Market last night. However, upon returning, they had gone their separate ways. This "Troll" was actually Nar.

Instead of returning with Catherine, he went to another place on the way and killed a Cyclops.

The giant's head has been sent to Valeria Castle by Nar.

After obtaining the Cyclops' head, the baron ordered his men to hang the giant's head on the high wall of the castle.

He also specially had an announcement posted in the town, stating that the people who had recently disappeared in the town were all eaten by the Cyclops, and the guards who were cleaning up the battlefield found a lot of debris and relics of the dead in the giant's lair.

This incident cleared the name of the "Cat Wizard".

It seems that neither Anna nor Nar has ever eaten anyone, but the townspeople won't believe it.

Roland certainly wouldn't believe it - after all, Anna came to see him last night.

Soon, Catherine brought Roland to the team.

There were as many rumors about this wizard as there were about the troll, and even the town's outsider bards had recently composed a ballad about the 'cat wizard' that was full of innuendo and spread far and wide.

Despite this, the knights were not afraid of the witch, but they still kept a certain distance. This distance seemed innate - they were naturally close to Nar, but naturally repelled the witch.

Even though they all knew that Catherine would be their next teammate, they still rejected witches like Catherine.

Catherine whispered to Roland, "Roland, do you know these knights?"

Roland shook his head, looking puzzled.

As a child who grew up in Valeria Castle, Roland knew everyone in the castle, but he knew nothing about these knights.

Catherine nodded, confirming her suspicions. She thought to herself, "It seems they are indeed those guys."

"Teacher, aren't they the Baron's men?"

Ever since cultivating the Dawn Fire, Roland had become extremely sensitive to divine auras. He vaguely sensed a faint divine aura emanating from these knights. Thinking carefully, he realized that Nar also seemed to have a similar aura.

Mentor Catherine said, "They are Baron Hall's future comrades--get aboard."

"Future comrades?"

This sentence is a bit strange. What do future comrades-in-arms mean?
Roland frowned, wondering if he had heard it wrong.

He thought to himself, "Perhaps the mentor is talking about a former comrade. The Baron has indeed been on the battlefield before."
Roland put the matter aside for the moment and followed his mentor into the carriage.

"Teacher, are we going to the castle now?"

Their destination was the Fern Forest, so they naturally wouldn't go to the castle. But Catherine knew that if she told Roland now, he would probably jump out of the window and escape.

So she didn't say anything, deliberately ignored Roland's words, and quietly flipped through the magic book.

Roland had a lot of questions in his mind. Seeing that his mentor was unwilling to pay attention to him, he simply took out the two new books his mentor had given him.

"Don't tell me, I'll know soon enough."

"I'm feeling a bit nervous. I'll take a look at the magic book and improve my magic proficiency."

Roland first flipped through "A Brief Discussion on Mental Magic".

The book explains in detail how to dismantle mental magic and how to reconstruct these models in the spiritual world. Through continuous dismantling and reconstruction, spellcasters can improve their understanding and mastery of magic.

In other words, if Roland calmly studies "Mind Blast" according to the method in the book, he can increase his proficiency in Mind Blast.

Roland tried to disassemble the "Mind Blast" and then reconstructed the model several times.

[Mind Blast Proficiency +1]

[Current: Mind Blast I (2/100)]

After careful consideration, Roland sighed to himself, "This book can indeed enhance my understanding of 'Mind Blast'."

This book not only records how to practice mental magic, but also teaches how to strengthen one's spiritual power.

The mentor once said that mental magic is a double-edged sword, as the caster will suffer a certain degree of damage when studying or frequently using mental magic such as fear and mind control. However, the content of this book can reduce this impact and even enhance Roland's resistance to mental attacks. Roland's mental resistance is already high, making him very resistant to mental attacks. If he can cultivate the content of this book to a certain level, his abilities will be further enhanced.

After reading it, Roland secretly praised in his heart: "The author of this book must be a master of mind magic. Moreover, he must also be a master of black magic."
The book mentions hell many times, and the author seems to have a very deep understanding of hell.

'What a great book!'

Roland suspected that the author might be the dean of the academy, or even a great wizard of a higher level.

But he did not find the author's signature in the book because it was not a printed copy but a handwritten one.

And…the handwriting looks like the instructor’s.

He secretly speculated: "Could it be that the mentor copied this book from the family collection?"

Roland secretly glanced at his tutor, Catherine, who was sitting across from him reading a book, and thought to himself, "Could it be her who wrote this?"

Whoever wrote this book is a genius.

Moreover, 'Mind Blast' is a magic from the lower world, and its logic and model are completely different from normal magic.

However, the concept of this book can still be applied to the mind explosion! This means that the author has reached a very high level in terms of realm and has a complete and unified concept of the surface world and the underlying world!
According to rumors, the Alexandra family had a remarkable ancestor. Before her appearance, this family was just an ordinary aristocratic wizard family.

But after she appeared, the family became one of the great noble families, and the whole family changed their surname to the name of this wizard.

Her name is 'Alexandra'.

'The Witch of Alexandra', 'The Witch of the Black Abyss', 'The Black Queen of the East', 'The Countess of Hell'. Three hundred years ago, she emerged like a supernova, leaving behind one legend after another in the world.

But it flashed away like a supernova.

She died two hundred years ago. Rumor has it that her soul fell into hell. Unless she crawls out of hell and is reborn, there will be no more wizards like her in the East.

Roland believed that this book must have been written by her. This book might have been written by the witch when she was young.

"Amazing, amazing." Roland couldn't help but praise the author of "A Brief Discussion of Mental Magic." He couldn't help but mutter, "As expected of the ancestor of the Alexandra family, he was so amazing even in his youth."

Catherine frowned at the words 'ancestors' and 'when they were young'.

She subconsciously touched her smooth jade-like face and felt very unhappy.

The witch of Alexandra was born five hundred years ago and died more than two hundred years ago, a total of more than two hundred years old.

To reach this level at the age of 200 is really very young.

So, the Witch was a very young witch, and even when she fell, she looked like a thirty-year-old woman.

Thirty-year-old women are actually quite good, but women are very sensitive about their age.

If a young lady were to live her life again and was only twenty years old now, she would really hate words like "ancestors" and "when she was young".

What is youth? Am I old?

Both my past and my present are very young!

"Read that other book. You won't be able to make any breakthroughs in mental magic anytime soon," Mentor Catherine said without looking up. She made a very strict request: "Study that arcane book carefully. If you can't master chain lightning before we reach our next destination... hehe."

Roland felt uneasy after hearing his mentor's words.

Roland didn't know why his mentor was so inexplicably dissatisfied with him.

He didn't know what the consequences would be if he failed to meet the requirements, but he still carefully read "Arcane: Two or Three Solutions to Chain Lightning".

If the other apprentices saw this scene, they would definitely have strange expressions on their faces.

Because 'Chain Lightning' is real magic, not a trick like 'Luminescence'.

Even a low-level apprentice would have to go through a week-long course to learn a single trick. Thinking you could learn chain lightning just by reading a book? That was simply wishful thinking!

It would be impossible for anyone to master this kind of magic without three or two months!

This place is only two hours away from the yellow-brown fern forest, so the instructor gave us two hours.

Therefore, if other apprentices knew what Teacher Catherine had just asked, they would definitely observe a few minutes of silence for Roland - this was definitely a deliberate harassment!

What's even funnier is that Roland actually started reading the book seriously. After a while, he even showed a look of sudden enlightenment - so funny!

Catherine sneered secretly. She didn't believe that this kid could understand anything in such a short time.

You ignorant brat! Even for me, it took me two hours to learn this magic.

But I'm not asking too much of you. It took me two hours back then, so I'll give you two hours now too.

In two hours, we will reach the yellow-brown fern forest. If you fail to complete it by then, I will show you how I will deal with you!
"Roland, how about we make a bet?" Catherine said with a half-smile, "Don't you really dislike that wallet? If you can learn the magic in the book before we reach our next destination, I'll take the wallet away."

Roland raised his head and said, "What about your bet?"

Catherine was slightly taken aback. She hadn't expected this guy to dare to bring up the matter of a bet with her. She frowned, lost in thought.

What chips should I use to bet with him?

(End of this chapter)