I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Chapter 213: Your Highness, Don’t Be Like This! That’s Not the God of Hell!

"Sister, watch out for the door." Roland carefully supported big sister Catalina, bought her into the cozy little house, and placed her on the soft big bed.

Catalina turned around in bed, grabbed Roland, and said drunkenly, "Roland, you got me drunk on purpose, didn't you?"

"Yes, yes, go to sleep quickly." Roland took her hand away and straightened her body.

"Shoes~~Take off your shoes~~Or I won't sleep~~"

Catalina kicked off one of her shoes. Roland put her leg back on the bed and quickly grabbed the other kicking foot and pulled off that shoe as well.

She was not at all obedient, and even pulled Roland to her side, leaning into his arms and acting like a spoiled child. Roland was sweating profusely, and after coaxing her for a long time, he finally let her lie down on the bed.

"Oh, I'm finally clean."

Roland took a sip of water from the water belt to quench his thirst.

He was also a little drunk, but just the right amount.

He was feeling particularly inspired today and planned to do some art.

Roland stretched out his hand, and two more statues appeared in his hand.

One is the 'Statue of the Sacred Fly' of Heraclea, and the other is the 'Statue of the Sacred Spider' of Heraclea.

Roland's 'Spider God Statue' was made of even better material. It was originally made of a mysterious weave of straw. After Roland chopped off the straw, the statue's material changed from straw to something that looked like grass but wasn't, and stone but wasn't.

To some extent, it is the same type of mysterious object as the 'Divine Bird Amber Gem'.

The material of the Holy Fly Statue is also very good, but it is far inferior to the material of the Divine Spider Statue.

But, it is very vivid.

Both statues are very vivid and depict Heraclea from different angles.

Roland was very inspired today and was so excited that he could hardly sleep. He planned to refer to the image of the Holy Fly and modify his own "Image of the Divine Spider".

“The statue can describe the mysterious, and the better the description, the better the effect of the statue.

The material of my statue is suitable for use as a container. If I make the statue extremely lifelike, then wouldn't the statue of Goddess Helaka be able to help me house the captives?"

You know, the Blood Wizard uses the statue to extract the prisoner seeds from the mystery.

So if we refer to their plan and modify it a little, the statue may be used as a cage!

Roland became excited. He recalled the relevant theoretical knowledge and felt that this plan was feasible.

At this moment, something fragrant flew onto the back of Roland's head.

Roland took it back in surprise and found a black lace bra.

He turned around and looked at the bed woodenly, and then his eyes went dark.

Under the moonlight, the half-naked beauty lay on her side on the bed.

Her eyes were half open and half closed, and the belt around her waist and the buttons inside her robe were all undone.

The clothes on her chest suddenly slipped down, revealing the beauty under the moonlight, her white shoulders and chest.

As if sensing Roland's gaze, Catalina slightly opened her sleepy eyes.

She shyly covered her messy robe with her hands, half covering her snow-white breasts.

"This posture is like this"

One of Catalina's long, snow-white legs bent slightly, and the curve between her hips and legs suddenly became extremely perfect.

The messy robe half covered the hips and legs, and the exquisite curves under the robe were extremely imaginative.

"My great painter, please take out your brushes!"

With a whoosh, Roland took off his robe and covered Catalina's slender body with it.

"Your Highness, you are drunk!"

Roland's eyes were red as he held Catalina's shoulders to prevent her from moving. He said, "If you want to draw, I'll draw for you tomorrow. It's so late, and we're a single man and a single woman. You have a fiancé, and I have a fiancée. If Elena suddenly..."

Before he could finish his words, Roland felt a cool hand reaching into his inner armor and caressing his abdomen.

Katarina smiled foolishly with confused eyes and said, "What are you talking about? Aren't you my fiancé?"

Roland was completely dumbfounded.

No wonder Catalina treats her cousin like this and thinks of herself as her painter husband!
She was drunk!

Roland felt a chill on his chest while he was distracted. He looked down and found that the buttons on his inner armor had been unbuttoned by his cousin!
"Master~~I am here to serve you~~I haven't seen you for a long time~~Come and hug me."

Catalina half-sat on the bed, undressing Roland and asking him to hold her.

Roland hurriedly pushed her away, tying his clothes and pulling with her while looking out the door in horror.

If Miss Elf suddenly came back and saw Katarina and I in disheveled clothes, there would be no explanation!

This guy has drunk so much, why isn't he sleeping yet?
This guy seems to be drinking more than expected, he should drink a few more bottles!
After a while, Catalina finally leaned against Roland in a daze. Roland secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The alcohol was finally taking effect.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a warm sensation on his stomach. He looked down and saw Catalina kissing him.

"Damn, you have such a great body. I've been wanting to kiss you here for a long time."

[I've wanted to kiss here for a long time +1+1+1]

"Your Highness, don't do this!"

Roland hurriedly pulled her away and was about to leave. At this moment, an invisible force suddenly pushed Roland viciously and pulled him back to the bed.

"Don't refuse a toast, or you'll have to drink a penalty drink!"

Catalina said with cold eyes, "It's been a few years since we last met, and you don't even recognize me, right?!

I've tolerated you all this way!

—While I’m still in the mood, take off all your clothes and get on the bed!”

Roland's face looked extremely ugly.

What is this guy talking about?

What you said before and what you said after is inconsistent. Is this the 'corrupted holy blood' that you drank too much and started to go crazy?
So, her cognition and memory were confused. She thought she was her husband and that the person who had been carrying out missions with her was her husband?
Roland was distracted when he noticed that Katarina suddenly propped her chin up with her hand and nodded. It seemed that the alcohol had taken a toll on her.

Roland's eyes moved, and he hurriedly massaged the area between her neck and the back of her head, stalling for time: "Your Highness, let me massage you to relieve the pain."

Catalina laid down on the bed and murmured, "You don't even recognize my own woman and you're still messing around with other women. I'll kill you sooner or later, you scumbag!"
Don't, don't use so much force, it feels so good.
Your hands are so strong.
So warm.
White and long fingers. I love them so much."

Listening to his cousin Catalina's words, Roland cursed inwardly, "My brother-in-law is such a jerk! With my cousin's temper, she didn't even skin him alive!"

The eldest cousin now seemed to regard himself as her brother-in-law, and Roland didn't dare to talk about this topic with her.

He remained silent and massaged her neck and head, which could speed up blood circulation, relieve headaches and emotions, and also help her sleep.

"Change position. It's so sour here."

Catalina took Roland's hand and placed it on his back.

Feeling the jade-smooth back, Roland's face froze slightly.

He started working while complaining in his heart.

He didn't dare to press it randomly, but Catalina was a little unhappy.

Smooth back, soft chest, jade-like feet, long legs like wine glass legs, and
Looking at the peach under the robe, Roland closed his eyes tightly.

Such a delicate beauty, such temptation
Besides, you were both drunk and had your reasons for making the mistake. She was the one who took the initiative, so she won't pursue it tomorrow.

"Roland, Roland, you are such a scumbag! You and that philandering brother-in-law are exactly the same!"

Roland slapped himself hard.

He was determined to be that Sigma man.

It was only then that Roland realized that Catalina seemed to have fallen asleep a long time ago.

"I'm already asleep, and you're still staring at me!"

Roland felt even more annoyed. He thought the woman must have fallen asleep long ago, but after he touched her thigh, he couldn't let go.

He loosened his grip and covered Katarina with the blanket.

Coming to the fireplace, Roland reached into the flames and stirred the charcoal, and then the flames became stronger.

The lingering rose scent on my hands was also burned away.

It is spring now, and the forest is still a bit damp and cold at night.

After adding some firewood, the temperature in the room gradually rose.

Two hours later.
Moonlight streamed through the window onto Roland's soft bear blanket in front of the fireplace. He had been observing the two statues in his hands for a long time.

The erotic experiences just now gave Roland some more inspiration. He felt that the current statue was a little too ugly.

After taking one last look at the 'Statue of the Holy Fly', Roland put it away.

Then, he thought about it, and the statue of the divine spider began to slowly change shape like a ball of silk thread or mud.

This statue was originally created by Roland - or rather, the Roland in the mirror.

Roland also remembered that during the eight years he spent studying sculpture in Straw Town, he had tried to modify the statue countless times.

At that time, he was in a frenzy, his thoughts pouring out like a spring. However, he had studied this statue for eight years but had never re-carved it.

Because he always felt that his ideas were a little lacking in meaning.

Today, he saw a completely different idea in the Heracles Church of the Twilight Wizards.

This is a completely different perspective.

Roland felt dizzy and knew that the alcohol was taking effect.

Under the influence of alcohol, Roland completed the task in one go.

A beautiful goddess, somewhere between the Angel of Death and the Spider God, gradually appeared in Roland's hands.

Then, without even looking at it, Roland put away the statue and lay down on the blanket.

Roland had a vague feeling that he might have caught a glimpse of Heraka's true face during his drunken carving.

Three seconds later, he was snoring.

The Church of Heraclea in the Ring.
Eight shadows are praying devoutly.

Behind them, there is a dancer dancing.

The dancer was Leona.

It seemed that she had already regarded this cathedral as her own opera house.

There was no reverence for the statue of Heraclea at all.

Suddenly, Leona looked up at the dome in astonishment and found that a faint light was pouring in from there.

Leona was so frightened that she trembled all over. She quickly knelt on the ground and began to pray.

It seemed to be a kind of gaze, which curiously looked at the statue of the god here and someone's description of Him, attracting His attention.

After examining the statue, his gaze became somewhat puzzled? Surprised?
In secular myths and legends, there are many beautiful stories about mortals and goddesses.

In many stories, some amazing masters of art would attract the attention of certain goddesses when describing them.

It even attracted the favor of the goddess, and then met him in a dream, thus leaving behind a beautiful story between man and god.

Today, Ms. Helaka did take another look at this side - this shows that Roland, the master sculptor, really impressed the goddess.

But his gaze seemed to be a little confused.

Because He discovered that the sculptor had made a mistake in the seal on the statue's hand.

But it's right.

This little mortal actually got it wrong. Or rather, he actually got it right!
The statue's gestures were slightly altered in small details, leaving behind the god's response to the sculptor.

Then, the gaze left.

Leona's body was almost shaking like a sieve.

But when that gaze left her, she jumped up, as if her courage had immediately grown.

She curiously moved closer to the statue and began to observe it.

This is an angelic goddess. The halo behind her has become smaller, like a chain or a spider web.

It only has four arms and a pair of wings.

The wings were like bone wings, covering the body and covering the face and half of the body.

At first glance, the goddess looks like a shy girl.

At the second glance, people feel that there seems to be someone in front of the goddess, and that person seems to want to humiliate her. She is unable to resist and can only protect herself with her wings and arms in fear and trembling to resist the bad guy.

But if someone pays close attention to the details, they will find that He is trembling with excitement and He is seducing those people.

His body was not beautiful at all, and there were faint traces of deformities growing in the covered areas.

Leona walked over carefully. She came to the foot of the altar and looked up at the wings curiously.

I unexpectedly discovered that there were four arms hidden under the wings.

These four arms were entangled together like a chaotic spider web, and a bit like chains - He seemed to know that he was too excited, so he was trying his best to suppress himself and hide himself.

The fingers on his arms were twisted, as if they had been broken.

If you look closely, the twisted hand seems to have some hidden meaning - it resembles the four seals of Dharma.

And when these four hands are entangled together, it becomes the fifth seal.

'Illumination', 'Blessing', 'Guidance', 'Death', and 'Reincarnation'

These five seals are not standard, which makes people wonder whether he is the God of the Underworld or a strange thing disguised as the God of the Underworld.

Scratching her chin, Leona discovered that there seemed to be blood flowing on the goddess's slightly exposed chin?
She seemed to have just finished eating, quietly chewing her prey, and timidly waiting for someone to invade her, waiting for another prey to be delivered to the mouth of this little, easily bullied goddess of the Styx.

After all, the Styx is just a territory in the underworld. A god who only has a territory like the Styx is naturally easy to bully.

Blinking her eyes, Leona looked at the seal again, always feeling that the goddess's hand had other hidden meanings.

She counted her fingers and found that He had raised 18 fingers.

【6+6+6】

[666*1 of the more perfect goddess Heraclea]

It seems that this is the response the goddess left to Roland - Roland made a mistake in the seal, but got it right!

Leona didn't know that the goddess would raise 18 fingers.

But she doesn't want to dance here anymore.

Because she felt that this goddess looked different from a normal god, at least judging from the statue, this god was not normal.

Either the sculptor had serious mental problems, or the god had serious mental problems.

Leona didn't dare to look anymore. After looking directly at the statue, this mysterious creature felt a little dizzy. Many crazy thoughts burst out from her mind.

She suppressed the madness deep in her heart and left immediately.
No, Leona doesn't even know whether this so-called God of the Underworld is a god or not.

This is a crazy and evil thing!

His existence is a blasphemy!
The next day, Roland got up and took out the statue to look at it for a while, and soon found that the goddess was making the number 666.

If you want to discover the goddess's gesture, you have to look at her legs from the side. Roland's behavior is obviously not very respectful.

Although his behavior was not very respectful, Roland's original intention was not so complicated. He just wanted to check his work carefully.

He drank a little too much last night and forgot a lot of details.

So he observed it carefully. Unfortunately, he was not careful enough and did not find that this god was not a normal god. At least this terrifying thing that occupied someone else's nest was definitely not a god of the underworld.

And perhaps, the original name of the God of the Styx was not 'Heraka', but people have forgotten it.

"My carving idea was right! This is the real Heraka! She is more concrete now."

Roland was very surprised.

He felt that this was what Helaka tasted like.

After putting away the statue, Roland came to the bedside.

Catalina was still asleep, and her sleeping posture made Roland feel a little uneasy. He covered her with the quilt.

He stretched out his body in the house, and then he felt a pair of eyes outside the window looking at him quietly.

Roland looked back.

After seeing Roland's gaze, Elena ran away like a cat.

Roland walked out of the door with some confusion, then his pupils suddenly shrank and he turned around to block the incoming sword.

The attacker spoke something in Elvish, which meant that she was hungry and if Roland lost, he would become her breakfast.

A lot happened in the following days.

Two weeks later, the three of them arrived near the Blood Castle amidst a daily routine that Roland found difficult to describe.

(End of this chapter)