I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Chapter 205 Who is he? Who is she? !
In the bedroom, Ariana was making a tattoo on the chest of 'Straw Roland', as if she wanted to use this method to distinguish the two.

Catalina was sitting on the bed with messy hair, smoking a cigarette. Her eyes were bloodshot, as if she had just grabbed her hair hard.

Roland was also sitting beside her, his hair disheveled, smoking a cigarette. His eyes were bloodshot and his face was filled with worry.

Roland couldn't help but ask again, "Your Highness Catalina, when I stood next to that scarecrow, could you really not recognize me?"

Catalina gritted her teeth and said, "Of course I can. Look at that lustful look in his eyes!"

Ariana is simply an enlarged version of the Victoria's Secret Angel, and not the kind with small breasts, but the kind of Victoria's Secret Angel with big breasts that overshadow small branches.

When she bent over and tattooed Straw Roland, her chest was facing Straw Roland and her butt was facing the bed.

The peach facing the bed was so perfect, and Roland's eyes kept stealing glances at the straw on her chest.

Well, to be honest, Roland couldn't help but secretly glance at it several times, but it was not like his own clone, where his eyes almost fell into his eyes!
Seeing that Straw Roland pretended to doze off again and tried to bury his face in her chest, Ariana sat up angrily.

She angrily spoke something in Elvish, which roughly meant that if he moved again, she would dig out his eyes.

Straw Roland also spoke a passage in Elvish, which roughly meant an elven poem.

Aliana blushed slightly and warned him, then continued with the tattoo.

Roland covered his face and said, "No, this is a terrible idea! We can't keep my little Roland here. If he runs away, we'll be in big trouble!"

Catalina threw away her cigarette butt, crushing it expertly with her high heels. She said, "Then leave your real clone behind."

Roland rubbed his forehead and said, "That's definitely not possible. The mission depends on this clone. Besides, when I can't keep an eye on it, it will secretly dance in the middle of the night."

Katarina said angrily, "Then what are you talking about? I chose you because your clone is so real! I have to keep the clone."

At this moment, Straw Roland, who was teasing Ariana, looked over and said helplessly to Roland, "I'm really convinced. How many times do I have to explain myself? We're the same person! Okay, okay, this half of me is affected by the Desire debuff, so I'm a little bolder. But can I still screw myself?"

Roland cursed angrily, "Shut up! Or I'll kill you right now!"

After he finished cursing, he saw that the abstract scarecrow didn't move, but he felt that the scarecrow must be rolling its eyes.

The abstract scarecrow said, "That's not called extinction, that's called retrieving memory."

After a pause, the abstract scarecrow turned its head with a click, looked at Katarina, and asked, "Your Highness Katarina, did you leave a clone on the ship? Or a real-life stand-in?"

Roland's heart moved, and the Scarecrow asked the doubts in his heart.

Katarina narrowed her eyes and warned, "Be less curious."

The abstract scarecrow's head shook slightly, as if it was humming inwardly.

Roland could guess what it was thinking right now—How dare you tell me to be less curious? You two sisters are both so weird!
Most of them are voyeurs!

Roland suddenly covered his eyes, feeling completely unwell. He felt like he was talking to himself in his heart!

The abstract straw man is right about itself.

A self in a different dimension!

In a sense, I have traveled through time and space.

If he took back the straw Roland now, he might suddenly realize that he was actually sitting there getting tattooed by the elf lady, and then chatting with his self in another 'timeline' (Roland on the bed) for a long time.

This feeling is so torturous!
It's like deep schizophrenia.

It is not split personality, because all the selves are one person! It is one personality and one memory!
So this feeling is more uncomfortable than split personality.

Originally, Roland had thought about using some high-level materials to make some powerful puppets, and then create many versions of himself to fight the enemy.

But now he discovered that this method would cause endless troubles!
First of all, this will have a great impact on your mood. To put it bluntly, it will aggravate your condition and cause you to lose your sanity.

Secondly, others really can’t tell who they are, and if they cause trouble, you will have to take the blame!

In the end, if any of them escaped, they would definitely cause trouble! Because the little Rolands were driven by their own desires and lacked self-control. As they said, they were very bold! They were capable of anything!

With a crisp sound, Roland suddenly felt a pain on his face. He looked up in shock and found that it wasn't him who was beaten. It was little Roland who was beaten!

Just now, the beautiful elf lady Ariana finished her tattoo and stood on the table next to the abstract scarecrow to pack up her things. The abstract scarecrow nodded sleepily and put his face on the peach!

That slap almost blew Abstract Straw's head off. Its head was twisted into a strange angle, and it was grinning towards Catalina.

The corners of Katarina's mouth twitched violently.

Roland rubbed his eyes fiercely. He could now understand Catherine's frustration with him.

"Hey, my magic power is too low, please help me fix my neck."

Roland walked over and repaired the scarecrow's neck, then checked the tattoo again.

This is a kind of elven mark.

With this thing, Ariana will be able to sense the location of Abstract Straw at any time and prevent him from escaping.

With the pitiful magic power of Abstract Straw, there is no way to remove this mark.

Roland believed that if he left a spell, then even if the abstract straw had low magic power, he would be able to find a way to remove the spell.

So, Aliana helped Roland make an elf mark.

Roland said with some concern, "This straw body of mine looks exactly like me, like a proper wizard. But it's just a Level 0 puppet. I just added a few small magic arrays and magic stones to it, so its abilities are very limited. It'll die if it gets hit by one."

Abstract Straw looked up and said, "That's not called death, that's called unifying the timeline."

Roland said angrily: "Shut up and don't interrupt!"

The Abstract Scarecrow shook his head and muttered, "Look at my bad temper. No wonder I always quarrel with my wife. Oh, I must change my temper. I can't be like this with women anymore."

Roland: "."

Catalina said, "They're going there for negotiations, not for fighting. Besides, they just need to show up there. Even if a fight breaks out later, it won't affect us."

Roland nodded in relief.

Later, Catalina reminds Roland that Straw Roland doesn't have a ring on his hand.

Roland thought about it and gave him the Wind Prince Ring. He also made a magic ring that was somewhat similar to the Snake Ring, modified its appearance, and gave it to him.

Yes. There's also a storage bag. Some magic stones and common magic tools are also required.

After giving it to him, Roland became more and more worried.

He has so many things in his hands. If it runs to a place where he can't find it, it will be a big trouble.

Knowing himself best, Abstract Straw said, "Don't worry. If a fight really breaks out over there, how could I possibly escape? I'm Roland, so what am I supposed to be? I'll definitely come back and die the first time!"
If a fight breaks out, I'll pick a beauty and pounce on her. Well, I mean, find an important person to block their attack, and then we can establish a good relationship! Hehe
On the other hand, you should not get into fights on the road. If you get hit by a fatal move, I will disappear from my side. Then we will be exposed."

This really reminded Roland.

He released the Substitution Spell to prevent his straw body from being destroyed if he got hit.

He then spent a little more time to cast a curse on the straw. Roland could activate this curse directly from a short distance. If it was too far away, he could perform a ritual.

Uneasy, Roland cut off another small piece of straw from the straw body. This way, even if the straw body managed to remove the curse, he could still curse his own straw body to death, but it would be more troublesome.

After we finished, it was already past one in the middle of the night.

Catalina was already sitting in bed meditating - the sleeping posture of a female bodhisattva.

Ariana dozed off in bed, too—sitting on the edge of the bed, her chin resting on her hands and nodding.

Abstract Straw whispered, "Fellow Daoist, the stand-ins for these two might actually be living people. Aren't you curious about who they are?"

Roland whispered, "I'm not curious! Just read more books here and avoid flirting with women. Our reputation is already bad enough!"

Abstract Straw said speechlessly, "You're the one who should be watching. Catherine's murderous aura is off the charts. You better keep an eye on that threesome scandal. Oh, and check the parchment to see if she received anything."

This reminded Roland again. After flipping through the book, he found that Catherine had actually written something to him.

Just two words: Got it.

Roland was speechless. What did this mean?
Just one received?
Is he still throwing a tantrum, or what?
I checked the time. It was a little after one. She usually meditated between one and two, so I sent her a message, asking for a list of all her messages. I was worried she'd been scammed by someone in the middle. I waited for a long time, but she still didn't reply.

'Have you been meditating so early today?'

"That's right, she's in seclusion."

Roland shook his head and put the parchment away.

The abstract scarecrow reminded him again, "Fool, take a look at the book. Has your murderous aura decreased?"

Roland flipped through the book and found that his murderous aura value had dropped by more than two hundred!

Now, there are only 100 murderous points left!

He couldn't help but be stunned for a long time.

Although this murderous value of 100 is the maximum value, it is not off the charts!

Just a few small gifts, are they useful?
I haven't explained anything yet. These past two days, I was on a business trip with a beautiful witch who had many lovers, and the things were also delivered by this witch.

How could the murderous aura value decrease so much?

It seemed as if some misunderstanding had been cleared up.

Roland thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure out the reason.

Roland found that Abstract Straw had already sat on the stall and started meditating. He checked the time and woke up the female boss and the elf lady.

Then, the three of them opened the window and flew away.

There is a barrier around the airship, so when the window is open, the wind won't be very strong.

In addition, Catalina brought a talisman that could help her cross the barrier. She also told Roland the spell to do so, so after the three of them flew out, they directly passed through the barrier and headed in another direction.

After the three of them left their sister, Roland, who was sitting in meditation, continued to meditate in the same place.

Half an hour later, a figure inexplicably appeared in the cabin.

This figure is Roland's clone, so he can appear here instantly.

After observing Straw Roland for a while, the clone disappeared on the spot.

Ten minutes later, the figure inexplicably appeared in the cabin again. Seeing that Straw Roland hadn't moved, he finally felt relieved. Then he disappeared.

A moment later, Straw Roland, who was meditating, suddenly jumped up from where he was.

He glanced at the clock on the wall. It was half past two.

He couldn't help but curse: "You're crazy! Why are you even on guard against yourself? Roland, Roland, don't you understand yourself? Why are you so defensive about yourself!"

After saying that, he came to the bedside.

"Hahaha! Little Beauty and Big Beauty were lying or sitting here just now, right? The place where they sat should still be warm."

This bastard down there!

Unexpectedly, he is also a porridge man!
He wants to kiss the spot where the other person's butt sat!
As a result, after searching around on the bed, Abstract Straw felt unwell.

Roland took away all the quilts and pillows!

It turns out that you know yourself best.

He was worried that this bastard would do something weird and bring back his memories, making him sick. So he cleaned the house thoroughly before leaving!

Not even a hair was left for him.

Abstract Straw covered his heart with his hands, almost fainting from anger.

"Roland, Roland, you must be so hard on yourself!"

He suddenly thought of something, crawled under the bed, searched in the deepest corner for a while, and soon he happily picked up something - a cigarette butt.

Catalina had just smoked several cigarettes in the house.

After she threw away the cigarette butts, Abstract Straw used his telekinesis to move one of the cigarette butts under the bed and hid it deepest.

"Hahahaha!"

Abstract Straw quickly put it in his mouth, lit the cigarette butt, and took a few puffs with great satisfaction. He felt completely relaxed.

If Roland saw this, he would be so angry that he would faint.

After a moment, Abstract Straw showed a strange expression, picked up the cigarette butt and looked at it carefully, and found something wrong.

It looked as if this cigarette had never been actually smoked.

Catalina had just been pretending to smoke.

There were indeed lipstick marks on it, but she didn't actually suck it.

She is pretending to be a smoking woman.

Abstract Straw narrowed his eyes slightly. "Sure enough, I felt something was wrong. This woman is too good at acting!"

"That guy, could he be a spy for the Twilight Council?"

"Mission Impossible fakery went bad!"

"I need to tell this to myself immediately!"

"No, no, don't worry. Let's confirm everything first before dying again. There must be crucial information in Katarina's room!"

Abstract Straw thought for a moment, tidied up the mess on his body, and then went to Catalina's room.

There was indeed no female official guarding outside the door!

The spell lock on top was also removed.

"Sure enough, today's personnel change! Therefore, the ladies-in-waiting were driven away and the cursed locks removed, which means that the newcomers are living people, not their clones!"

After entering the door, the Scarecrow began to rummage through the drawers.

Aliana was Katarina's personal guard, and their rooms were connected. Aliana lived on the outside, separated from Her Highness's room by a half-wall.

After searching, he found that there was nothing in the two rooms and all the belongings had been taken away.

Not even a hair.

Even the carpet she stepped on was taken away!

The Scarecrow stroked his chin and muttered, "There's nothing left in the room, which means she's afraid of being cursed. She's even wary of her own ladies-in-waiting. She's too cautious."

"But why didn't she tidy up her hair when she left my room? I tidy up my room myself?"

"Katarina has a special trust in me?"

The scarecrow had a very strange look on his face.

At this time, the door suddenly opened.

Scarecrow was horrified, thinking to himself, "Oh no! Her Highness Katarina's substitute has arrived! It can only be her at this time!"
This time, someone was caught dirty and was captured!

Nothing
The bad thing was done by Little Straw Roland, not by me, hehe!
Having said that, he tidied up the messy straw on his body, intending to see if he could get away with it.

A tall person and a short person walked in from outside the door. They had bulging storage bags on their waists and were holding small suitcases in their hands.

It was Catalina and a tall female elf.

After seeing the faces of these two people, Straw Roland was slightly stunned.

This Princess Katarina and Aliana look different from those two!
Roland had a vague intuition - these two were the real him!
(End of this chapter)