I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Chapter 201 Female boss, a real elf!

The martial arts arena looked like it was covered with a thick layer of black snake skin, with eighteen protrusions underneath the skin, and something was struggling underneath.

Lord Usakta ended the battle as if he had pulled two five or six-year-old children apart.

The corners of Amos's mouth twitched. His realm was higher than Usak's, but he wasn't sure he could save all sixteen little pumpkins.

Uşak is clearly slightly better.

In the end, the Black Abyss Wizards are better at single combat, while the White Chess School is better at group combat.

The Usak Tower Master grinned and retracted his robe. Suddenly, the black curtain on the stage disappeared.

Just now, Usak covered clearly eighteen figures - sixteen little pumpkins, Roland, and the divine bird.

But after revealing themselves, there were only two people.

It seemed that the moment they put away their robes, both of them withdrew their clones.

Brother Pumpkin and Roland stood there, looking at each other and laughing wildly, laughing so hard that they seemed to be about to faint.

They seemed to want to salute or say something, but they were laughing so hard that they couldn't move a muscle.

At this time, bursts of applause and cheers rang out in the hall. People from other schools looked up and saw that they were the Black Abyss wizards.

It was as if what had just taken place was just a performance.

It is indeed a performance, but this performance is real.

Wizards from other schools applauded as well, but their faces showed an indescribable expression.

"Usak, you are just a bunch of barbarians." Amos inexplicably remembered a wedding he had attended in the north.

It was a barbarian wedding. There was a performance during which warriors came out to entertain the audience, sparring with swords. The white knives went in, the red knives came out, and several people died.

Usak said, "Amos, the Juniors of the Snake Tower are inside the tower, free to bleed and fight without worry. The Seniors (division commanders) are watching. But if they go outside, the spectators will be the ones who will kill them.

If you bleed more in normal times, you can save your life at the critical moment.

You should know better than me what our people are going to do this time.

If you can't even pass this level, you'll die if you go."

Amos could understand what Usak said, but he could never understand the underlying logic of this group of lunatics.

Normal wizards practice to explore the truth, ignite the divine fire, or achieve eternal immortality.

The Black Abyss Wizard practices in order to fight with others.

Moreover, this desperate logic is insane, because its underlying meaning is to survive.

If you want to live longer, you have to keep looking for people to fight with.

In fact, this is due to the living environment of wizards of the two schools.

The environment in which the white chess wizards live is a normal environment.

The Black Abyss wizards came from the Twilight Council and once lived in a special environment.

This environment is so precarious that you never know whether today will be the day you die.

It's like a half-burned charcoal pile, with some places showing faint flames and some places being extinguished. And every extinguished place can reignite at any time.

If the little bugs living on the charcoal pile stay there, they will sooner or later be burned to death by the charcoal fire that will rekindle under their feet.

Therefore, if you want to live long, you have to go through fire and crawl out on the burning charcoal.

Even though we know that one wrong step means death, we have to keep moving forward. To live longer, we have to live towards death.

Brother Pumpkin suddenly covered his face with his hands while laughing wildly. After rubbing it for a while, the clown costume on his face disappeared.

It was as if he had become another person, elegant and cold, rigid and serious.

He looked Roland up and down, his expression indescribable. He said, "Not bad, very good. You win."

A typical Snake Tower catchphrase - like the mentor, the senior brother also likes to say 'not bad'.

"Concession!"

Roland's laughter gradually died down. He waved his sleeves and clasped his hands together - did this seem like a gesture used by ordinary Muggles?
"Thank you for your patience, brother. Thank you for your guidance."

Many people showed puzzled expressions.

As soon as my senior brother played the life-saving card, we can fight another round.

Now that Roland had been freed from the laughing curse, he was laughing so hard that he could hardly speak.

So if the fight continued for a few more minutes, Roland would probably laugh so hard that he wouldn't even be able to muster up any magic power.

No matter how you look at it, Roland lost, so why did the senior brother say that Roland won?
At this moment, the senior brother turned around, and when everyone saw him, their eyes went dark.

The handsome and cool senior brother had all the clothes on his back burned off, exposing his butt!
His butt was as red as a monkey's!
The whole room erupted in laughter. Many people couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The little fans of the senior brother immediately covered their faces, their bodies shaking violently. It was unclear whether they were crying or laughing.

Many people actually didn’t understand the battle just now, so they thought that the senior brother could win if he fought another round.

But the senior brother knew very well that his junior fellow apprentice had more serious mental problems than himself.

He has 16 consciousnesses. He doesn't know how many there are.

He seemed to be affected by his own consciousness and couldn't help laughing, but in fact, most of his consciousness was awake.

If the two of them continue laughing, they will definitely collapse first!
Although many people didn't understand, now seeing his senior brother's embarrassed look, they felt that Roland was qualified to say "thank you for giving in".

Among the new disciples of the Snake Tower in the past ten years, none has been able to beat his senior brother into 16 small pumpkins.

No one has ever forced a senior brother to use two trump cards and then had his butt burned red.

Roland was the first.

After him, I'm afraid no one will be able to make Senior Brother use his full strength, because in two years, he will enter the late first stage.

The senior brother waved his sleeves and walked away with his red butt, looking very cool.

Roland looked at his brother's back and was secretly shocked: "Are all mid-level first-level wizards so strong? Pick any one of them and they'll be as strong as the boss."

Roland had rarely been back to the Snake Tower, so how could he know the situation here?

Mentor Usak was actually much older than he looked—he had met the Witch Alexandra before.

He had indeed trained many powerful Black Abyss wizards, but now in the Snake Tower, there were only three disciples being trained by Master Usak.

Pumpkin is one, and the other two are both wizards in the late first stage.

Moreover, this is the Black Abyss.

At this time, many people had left. Roland saw that Instructor Usak was looking at him from the audience, so he turned around and walked down the stage, then came to the instructor and saluted respectfully.

Instructor Usak asked, "After the battle just now, what insights do you have?"

Roland's expression was indescribable. He said sincerely, "Teacher, I'm too impetuous. In recent years, I no longer have the awe and humility I once had when facing the enemy."

Roland always thought that he could easily kill wizards of the same level. A mid-level first-level wizard would not be his opponent, and he could also fight against a late-level wizard.

If his mentor hadn't called him, he would have gone to the Twilight Council's territory and killed everyone.

Today, he saw clearly from his senior brother's place what it means that there are always people better than you and there are always mountains higher than you.

No wonder the instructor called me over. If I really went with Lilith, I'd probably die!
Lilith has the guts to commit suicide because she's a creature of Hell! If she dies in the surface world, she'll be summoned back out again sometime.

Moreover, she is a semi-mystical creature, and even if she dies, she has various strange ways to be resurrected.

But I only have one life.

Roland warned himself to be more cautious in the future and to reflect on his actions in front of his mentor.

But the instructor had a complex feeling in his heart. He had called Roland here today, intending to teach this ignorant brat a lesson. But in the end, it almost backfired!

This little disciple of mine still has some tricks that he hasn't used on his senior brother yet.
The moment the divine bird appeared, Usak understood everything - no wonder the ballet troupe's lead dancer could not be found, it turned out that little Leona was abducted by Roland!
Roland must have perfectly taken in Straw, Leona, and Rainbow.

There were some tricks that the young disciple himself might not have realized. But Master Usak didn't specifically remind him. After his guidance, Roland had no choice but to follow the old path.

The path that Roland figured out on his own was a new path.

The instructor sighed inwardly and said, "I didn't want you to go. Princess Katarina also has some complaints about you, but since you can pass 'Karl', you can definitely explore 'Withered Blood Castle'. At least escaping won't be a problem."

In fact, the most suitable person is Lilith. She is suitable for all the principles of personnel selection: distraction, clone, and concealment.

But this guy is a magnet!
There were too many uncertainties if she went, so the instructor made him stay in the Snake Tower and be confined.

Now it seems that Roland is more suitable than Carl because he has received the true teachings from Senior Sister Tasha.

From a certain perspective, Roland and Lilith are also brothers.

After a pause, Instructor Usak said, "Don't tell anyone where you're going. The principles of this personnel selection are known only to a few. Don't easily display your 'Multiple Minds Combined Technique' in front of outsiders."

Roland knew what the art of combining the two bodies meant. It was the "magic power" his mentor had taught him.

The divine bird was a creature created by the fusion of two separate minds. When separated, both possessed their own selves, sensing each other. It was impossible to tell which was which, because they were all Roland.

Therefore, Roland knew the meaning of "dividing the mind and combining the thoughts".

But what is multiple distraction and combined thoughts?
Suddenly, Roland thought of little Roland and the others. Could it be that they were still haunting him?
Roland couldn't help but hurriedly tell his mentor about his worries.

After hearing this, Instructor Usak was slightly stunned.

He suddenly realized that Roland had used the Multiple Distraction and Combination Technique many times without realizing it.

The Crab Eyed Elephant Tower master, who was standing at the gate in the distance, jerked his head towards us impatiently, implying, "Hurry up!" Then he left.

Instructor Usak gave Roland a meaningful look and said, "Her Highness Katarina will answer your question. Let's go. The boat has reached the top of the tower. Remember, don't use the Substitution Spell along the way."

Roland's mission this time was classified. His instructor was reluctant to reveal the details, so he told him to simply follow Her Highness Katarina's instructions.

Afterwards, Her Highness Katarina will tell Roland about this in private.

Soon, Roland followed his mentor and others to the top of the tower.

The top of the Snake Tower was huge, resembling a small dock. A huge airship was docked at the edge of the tower, with many people filling the ship's cargo and boarding it.

No wonder there are so many outsiders at the Snake Tower today. It seems everyone is treating this place like a bus stop.

There were many people on board, with almost every school having a group. As for the Snake Tower, there was only Roland.

Roland saw a group of people from one direction on the top of the tower. They surrounded two people like stars surrounding the moon.

These two people, one is human and the other is an elf.

The witch looked about 70% like Catherine, but slightly taller, probably about 1.8 meters without shoes. She was more mature, looking about 27 or 28 years old.

It's a pity that her breasts are not that small, otherwise she would not be suitable to be a model. So her figure is perfect.

She should be his female boss Katarina, a late first-level wizard.

Looking at this mature version of his cousin Catherine, Roland was in a trance for a moment, and then he showed a strange expression.

"Damn, no wonder the prophecy said there would be a scandal. I must not drink too much on this trip. If I mistakenly recognize someone like I did with 'Qira', I will definitely be thrown off the boat!"

The prophecy mentioned a "3P scandal." Roland didn't know what this P was, but there was indeed an elf standing next to Miss Katarina.

It was a sword-wielding attendant.

She described a very elegant high elf, very similar to the elves in the stories Roland had heard since childhood.

I say similar because in adventurers' stories, elves are all very beautiful. She is indeed very beautiful.

Even though she was wearing a helmet and a visor, with only her eyes exposed, her emerald eyes were still heart-pounding.

She has no worldly airs and looks as pure as a star descending from the Milky Way, or a beautiful princess in the snow.

Her hair seemed to be silver.

The reason why the elf is like the elves in the story is that she is so beautiful.

The reason why I say he doesn't look like that is because this guy doesn't look 'weak' at all, and is completely different from the 'archer' that the bard himself imagined.

This elven female knight is much taller than Roland!
High elves are generally very tall, close to two meters.

The female elf next to Princess Katarina is taller, about two meters and four.

Roland's exceptional "warrior" height was rare even among knights. In secular life, he could be used by painters as a model for demigods or ancient heroes.

People who are 1.8 meters tall have to look up at him, but in front of the elf lady, he feels like he can drink milk just by opening his mouth.

Because the high elves were very tall, she looked like a delicate beauty standing there. But the wizards, whose average height was over 1.7 meters, looked like little bean sprouts and babies in front of her.

These guys don’t even have the qualifications to eat it, they can’t even touch it even if they stand on tiptoe!
This delicate beauty, standing there, is more powerful than any beastman.

No wonder the elves were so arrogant. Whether orcs, humans, or whatever, they were all the same in their eyes: goblins and dwarves.

This elf lady has a sword bigger than a human and wears heavy rune armor.

A typical archer with superhuman height, super physique and superb martial arts!
Sure enough, Roland saw a rune bow on her chest.

That's an unstrung bow, so it looks a bit flat. When this type of bow is unstrung, it needs to be sheathed and carried in front of you.

The bow was almost as tall as a man. It looked thick and ferocious. The arrows in her quiver were like small javelins, only slightly smaller than those on the crossbow.

If the bowstring is loaded, it is guaranteed to shoot a strong orc away and then nail him to a tree.

The key point was that this bow was no ordinary item. Roland, now a fairly knowledgeable alchemist, could tell at a glance that the bow was a top-tier item.

Moreover, the arrow was covered with spells, making it look like a magic-breaking arrow.

The magic-breaking arrow can penetrate magic shields and some barriers, and ignore some magical protections.

If the crafter of the arrow is proficient in the art of rare object alchemy, they can cast multiple spells on the arrow, imbuing it with effects such as magic-breaking, magic-destroying, imprisoning, and silencing. A single arrow would then cripple the wizard, if not kill him.

The threat posed by this elf to the wizard is equivalent to that of a wizard.

Ordinary wizards would be powerless in front of her, and those who are weaker than her would be killed in seconds with just one arrow.

You can't defend against her with things like magic shields, you have to use tricks, use good protective magic items, or even rely on physical defenses like earth elementals.

But with the strength of this elf and the quality of that rune bow, one arrow might be able to penetrate the load-bearing wall of the wizard tower!
Roland even doubted whether the bow could hurt a second-level wizard.

If all the magic power of this elf were to be unleashed, it would probably pose a threat to a second-level wizard.

This young elf possessed incredibly deep and condensed magical power. However, the fluctuations of her magical power were extremely 'dead'. Like a bottomless pool, only the surface water was rippling, while the bottom layer was completely still and stagnant.

Roland had seen this situation before with Anna: someone who was naturally strong, but whose cultivation wasn't deep enough to realize their potential.

However, once external force opens the reservoir gate, a huge flood will pour out.

Back then, Catherine and Anna had worked together to help Baron Hall kill 'Big Reynard'.

So, the combination of Catalina and this elf lady is the same as the combination of Katherine and Anna?
Hiss. Wait?

Roland couldn't help but carefully examine the elf lady. The more he looked, the more familiar she seemed to him.

As if sensing Roland's rude gaze, the elf lady turned her emerald eyes and narrowed them.

The moment she squinted her eyes, Roland had a very strange feeling, like a big cat hunting?

Although this elf lady is a reservoir, even the little moving water on the surface is enough to cause people to suffer.

She is stronger than Katarina and has already taken half a step into the second level.

Roland didn't dare to look any further and followed his instructor obediently.

(End of this chapter)