I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Chapter 214 Haha, I’m dead now!

Two weeks later.
Under a huge ancient tree near the Blood Castle.

There was water boiling on the campfire, as if the travelers had just finished their meal.

A beautiful witch was sitting on a dead log by the campfire, reading a book. Beside her was a young mercenary, who was also looking through something. But it looked like an account book.

On a large branch above the young wizard's head sat a beautiful elf lady.

She was gazing into the distance, her white legs swinging on the tree, as if she was a little impatient.

It seems that these travelers are waiting for someone.

Occasionally, the elf lady would playfully throw a nut or a few leaves down, and then stare at the leaves to see if they would land on the young mercenary's head.

The mercenary impatiently opened the leaves above his head. He looked at the elf above his head angrily, but he dared not say anything.

"Oh, so annoying!"

This mercenary was Roland. In order to facilitate his movements, he changed his clothes to look like a mercenary.

Roland has been extremely annoyed these past few days.

"Seven thousand eight hundred and thirty-six magic stones, forty-three hundred and two hundred and forty-six gold dollars, and thirteen thousand six hundred and fifty-eight silver dollars. Not bad, not bad, I still have eighteen magic stones left!"

How much can the nobles of the great families spend?
Roland finally saw it.

In just over ten days, this noble Miss Catalina had drained Roland dry.

Well, she said it was borrowed.

As my female boss, and someone I need help with, how can I say no to lending her some money?
I hope she can pay me back.

Roland sighed inwardly. He felt his female boss wouldn't pay it back. At least she hadn't mentioned a specific date.

If I had known this, I would have communicated less along the way!
Now that they are so familiar with each other, she can even ask for money!

And Roland didn't dare to refuse to lend it.

Although Katarina had always pretended not to remember the massage at the forest cabin that night, Roland still felt a little guilty.

After all, it was she who got him drunk like that.

When she woke up the next day, she seemed to have figured things out.

Afterwards, it seemed as if he was secretly using this matter to threaten Roland.

Because she told Roland a story - a story about a man who got a woman drunk and gave her a massage, and the story got out.

The man's fate was very tragic because he was a Muggle wizard and he had a petty-minded princess fiancée.

Roland was convinced.

You said you have a fiancé too!

I'm afraid that the news will get out. Aren't you afraid that the news will get out?
Catalina said something well: Even though the man in that story only gave someone a massage and his hands and feet weren't that dishonest, the key is how the woman spread the word.

Of course, the man will definitely defend himself, but who will believe him?

Then there is a beautiful woman in front of you, she gets drunk and seduces you like she is her husband. Who would believe you if you said you didn't do it?

There was a rustling sound of books, and the witch lady opposite put away the magic book in boredom.

Seeing Roland looking at her, Miss Catalina gave a subtle smile.

Roland also smiled like a gentleman.

After exchanging glances, Ms. Katarina lifted her long hair from her forehead and sat down like a lady.

Their thighs were pressed against each other, but they were like innocent pen pals and did not take this intimate action seriously.

Lady Catalina considerately took a few leaves from Roland's collar, and her warm breath blew faintly on Roland's neck.

She smiled and said to Roland, "So, what happened next in the story you told me last time? It's about what happened to the stepmother and the illegitimate child."

Roland dodged the pretty face so close to him without leaving a trace and continued speaking.

That was a story that came from a certain Nightingale in Valeria, and she must have seen it secretly.

The mercenaries who dared to stay in Valeria all came for the Fern Forest, so they were all skilled and knowledgeable adventurers.

This Nightingale has traveled to many places and is a veteran adventurer. She is in her thirties, has a hot body, and loves to tell stories.

Well, it's the kind of nonsense joke that happens between married colleagues.

So the story Roland told was a little bit obscene.

Catalina had been teasing Roland quite a bit during this period.

Roland was very angry about this behavior, but he was a little helpless.

However, a few days later, Roland discovered that this young lady, who pretended to be enthusiastic, was actually very reserved deep down. She was the kind of person whose attack power was MAX and defense power was 0!

Roland naturally wouldn't use the same provocative actions to hit her back. That could easily lead to an accidental discharge!

So he resorted to a very vulgar method of fighting back - telling stories.

The stories he told were all gossips he heard from the mercenaries.

At first glance, the story seems normal. But if you think about it carefully, you will find that it is simply disgusting!
Catalina didn't react to the story the first time she heard it—until dinner the next night, when it suddenly dawned on her. Her face flushed, and she glared at Roland with gritted teeth.

She immediately started to make trouble for Roland, but Roland looked innocent and used reasonable explanations to make the story sound whole, making it seem as if Miss Catalina had bad intentions and was thinking wrongly.

Catalina was extremely angry, but she couldn't vent her anger.

Besides, she had been teasing Roland quite a lot these past few days. She had been teasing him like that, using all sorts of fishing tactics, but he hadn't taken the bait.

On the contrary, the other party just told a plausible story. She couldn't use this excuse to deal with Roland.

What made the female boss even more unwilling was that she felt that her IQ was crushed by Roland.

She desperately wanted to redeem herself and give Roland a legitimate slap in the face, venting the anger that had been pent up in her heart for so long.

So, the two of them started to compete secretly.

How could she possibly win?
Behind Roland stood a large group of mercenaries who had traveled all over the world.

These people were of some status, belonging to the upper class, and they often teased the ladies with stories like this.

If the ladies can understand you and chat with you with a smile, then half the job is done.

If you get angry, you have to make up for the story, otherwise it will be a big deal and you might even lose your head!
Therefore, the stories that can be passed down are stories that can stand the test of time!
To be honest, Roland's stories have been getting more and more disgusting recently. Many of them are the kind that specifically use metaphors to tease the audience.

Catalina often didn't want to listen anymore, but if you put aside the unsightly content, the stories told by this stinky man could be compiled into "Kamala's Fables" or "Larry's Fairy Tales".

The story is always full of unexpected but inevitable twists and turns.

It's interesting and very curious.

And Katarina has always been a very curious wizard.

Soon, the story was over, and Catalina frowned and thought about it.

Roland chuckled, stretched, stood up and went to drain the water behind the big tree.

After draining the water, Roland picked up the Book of Alayeh and examined it.

Currently, the murderous value of the senior sister is: 600+
Roland's expression was extremely strange.

In the past few days, the senior sister's murderous aura value has dropped to 0.

These past few days, the price has been rising inexplicably.

He vaguely felt that something was wrong.

After putting away the book, Roland returned to the campfire.

Catalina seemed to have made great progress recently. In less than two minutes, she seemed to have figured it out.

When Roland came back, her face was flushed.

She was still smiling, but her eyes were full of anger. She did not argue with Roland about the story because she found that the story could be made up!

Looking at Katarina's angry face, Roland took another look at the Book of Alayeh.
Etc., etc!

At this moment, a leaf fell on Roland's head, and Roland looked up at Miss Elena.

Elena raised her head slightly, like a proud swan. Her eyes seemed to say - what are you looking at? Let's fight again if you don't agree!
With a loud bang, a flash of lightning passed through Roland's mind.

Roland thought back to the label he had given to the female boss:
Bad taste, gambler, poor, sting enforcement, face-conscious, petty.
He thought back to the labels he had given Elena.
Cat, always wanting to eat herself, crazy girl, I even saw her secretly smelling her own sheets last time!

They're all matched!

Catalina, and Elena, can't they be Katherine and Anna?!

By the way, Elena’s common language name is ‘Hannah’. Isn’t Hannah Anna?

The Elvish name Elena, when transliterated into the common language, is "Hannah" or "Anna"!

"What's wrong, little brother Roland?"

Catalina took a handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat off Roland's forehead.

"Ahem, nothing." Roland subconsciously touched Catalina's hand and then quickly pushed her hand away.

Roland then changed the subject and started chatting with Catalina.

Grass! Grass! Grass!
impossible!

At this moment, Catalina habitually lit a cigarette and asked Roland with a smile if he wanted one.

At this moment, Roland was in a trance.

No, it can’t be the senior.

Although the two people have some similarities in their bad tastes, their personalities, actions, speaking accents, and many other aspects are completely different.

If this is my senior, she must be a very good actress!
That's too scary!
Moreover, their height, appearance, and age don't match. One is just twenty years old, a little immature, but likes to act like a tsundere twenty-six or twenty-seven year old queen.

One is a real big sister, about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old. Wait!

During the conversation, Roland couldn't help but quietly and carefully look at Catalina in front of him.

A drop of cold sweat ran down Roland's forehead.

The woman before him bore a striking resemblance to Catherine. She was like a more beautiful, more charming, and more attractive version of Catherine, perhaps in her mid-twenties.

It's been eight years.
eight years.

My appearance hadn't changed at all, so I always thought that my senior schoolmate was the same as me, still looking like a 20-year-old.

After thinking about it carefully, it was indeed true. After all, the senior sister had a lot of magic potions in her hands. If she wanted to remain unchanged, she could remain unchanged.

However, she did the opposite.

She let time change her appearance, making her look three times more beautiful.

She spent years to give herself a facelift!
With the appearance of a true queen and a mature mind, she is like a completely different person.

What's more, they have mysterious buffs that make people ignore their appearance and think they are another person!

Roland suddenly remembered that the other person had used his real appearance when he first met him!
She and Anna both had mysterious buffs on them, so others saw them as different people. However, they did not use this disguise with Roland.

As a result, Roland didn't recognize him at all!

Hahahaha. Hahahaha! Dead, dead for sure!
Roland suddenly understood why the senior's murderous aura was getting higher and higher.

This girlfriend is standing right in front of you, and she has been with you day and night for nearly a month.

As a result, you have been treating her as another woman - and telling her dirty jokes!

To be honest, many of Roland's actions at the beginning were very positive.

But since Roland didn't recognize her, he felt that the senior student must be eager to cut him into pieces!

Roland imitated her senior's tone and thought to herself, "Okay, okay, you bastard, so you always behave like this with your female colleagues when you're on business trips. Hehe. Now that I've seen it with my own eyes, I wonder how you can still argue!"

Ah, you also said that those letters and mail items sent to Joan, Helena, and Yingtao were not sent by you, and you are putting the blame on little Roland.

I don’t believe it!”

Feeling depressed, Roland reached out and snatched the cigarette from Catalina's hand, put it in his mouth and took a deep puff.

Then, Roland frowned - the smoke smelled like cigarettes, but when he inhaled it, it tasted sweet.

Magic candy?

Just then, Roland suddenly smelled the smell of cigarettes again.

It was as if the sweetness just now was an illusion.

He picked up the cigarette in astonishment, held it in front of his eyes and looked at it, and found that this cigarette was no different from the previous one.

It's real cigarettes, not candy.

There are also lipstick marks on it.

What's going on? Am I hallucinating?

No, not the right one. The name of a spell flashed in Roland's mind - the classic white chess spell: Castling!

But I just held the cigarette in my mouth and smoked it.

If someone tampered with something at this time, how could I not notice anything?

Also, if someone just quietly changed the cigarette in their mouth, how did the lipstick mark get there?

If this is really magic, is there really someone in this world who can perform magic to this extent?
This is magic!
"Little brother, if you don't know how to smoke, don't learn it. Otherwise my sister will say that I have taught you a bad lesson."

Catalina reached out and took the cigarette from Roland's hand, put it in her mouth and started puffing out smoke.

Roland scratched his hair subconsciously and felt unwell.

Did you make a mistake?

This person is not a senior at all?
For the past eight years, the senior sister has been in seclusion and meditation. For her, eight years is like a sleep, with time passing by in the blink of an eye.

It's impossible for her to learn to smoke in such a short time and smoke like a twenty-year-old smoker!
Suddenly, Roland wrinkled his nose. He felt that the cigarette Catalina had just exhaled was slightly different from the cigarette he had just inhaled.

That seems to be the sweet smell of 'Tero Fruit'?

A normal person would never notice this slight difference, but Roland had been making potions for so long that he was sure of it.

He suddenly snatched the cigarette from Catalina's mouth and took a puff. Huh? Huh? ?

Is this a normal cigarette?
The candy wasn't made of terofruit or other materials. Am I hallucinating?
At this moment, Roland noticed that Catalina was squinting at him.

Roland's heart skipped a beat.

I just snatched cigarettes from other people's mouths time and again. If the person in front of me was Catalina, she would definitely be angry. After all, my behavior just now was like being a hooligan and kissing someone.

If the person in front of her is a senior, she will be even angrier - are you usually so close to your female colleagues?
Catalina looked at Roland for a moment with a half-smile on her face. The smile on her face was very broad, but her eyes were cold.

"Roland, when did you learn to smoke? I heard from my sister that you didn't know how to smoke before. Miss Yingtao seemed to smoke the same brand of cigarettes as me?"

Roland was so frightened that he straightened up and said hurriedly, "Your Highness Catalina! You can't say such things. Miss Yingtao and I are innocent! Besides, he is a married man! If her husband, Lord Angelo, hears about this, it will be fatal!"

Catalina smiled charmingly, her voice sounding numb: "What about me? I'm also a married man."

Roland interrupted hastily, "Your Highness, please don't say that! There's nothing innocent between us! Even when you were drunk and tried to show me your affection, I slept on the floor and didn't dare touch you!"
——I, Roland, do the right thing and act righteously!
Even the goddess Heraclea would praise my character!"

Katarina's smile grew gentler, but her eyes grew colder. "I'm moved, but I haven't taken action, so it doesn't count, right? That's a good excuse, haha."

Roland's scalp tingled. "Your Highness! What you said is wrong, God have mercy on me! I swear to the goddess Heraclea, I have never had any evil thoughts about you! That's right, I haven't even had any evil thoughts!"

Katarina nodded deeply and said nothing more.

Roland sweatdropped. He guessed what the senior was thinking right now—Okay, okay, you bastard, I'll let you keep your mouth shut. Just wait until I catch you and capture you!
At this moment, Elena, who was watching the fun with a smile on her face on the big tree, suddenly straightened up and looked into the distance.

At the same time, Katarina's eyes moved slightly and looked into the distance.

(End of this chapter)