I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Chapter 229 Thanks to you, I am back to my full potential

Night is the active period for the Blood-Drying Wizards, and now that something has just happened, the entire Blood-Drying Castle is on high alert.

Roland and the other two must not leave the room tonight, but the clone can go out and continue to monitor the situation in the laboratory.

Thinking of this, Roland looked at the statue of the divine bird on Leona's shoulder.

Then, the parrot-sized divine bird suddenly came to life, and Leona suddenly disappeared, as if she had possessed the body of the divine bird.

The little bird flew around Roland's hand twice.

Roland took off the dimensional bag on its back and the ring on its foot, then reached out and kneaded it.

The little divine bird was like plasticine, constantly changing its shape.

After kneading it for a while, Roland thought about it and stuffed the small dimension bag and the ring into the ball of "amber mud".

"With Leona here, my clone's ability to escape is a hundred times stronger than mine. Even the Blood Baron's phantom can't catch it!

With Withered Blood Castle now facing imminent danger, it is safest to leave my property with my clone."

As Roland continued to knead, a bat appeared in his hand.

After studying the little bat for a while, Roland nodded and muttered, "My amber clone is incredibly versatile. I'll have to study more about necromancy (anatomy), painting, and sculpture when I have time. It's truly a likeness."

Roland tried to use his divine sense to sense the little bat, but what he felt was something like a 'wood carving' or an 'amber gem'.

As long as the bats were lying on the wooden decoration of the castle, they would be difficult to distinguish.

"But if you look closely, you can still see that I should dissect, sculpt, and paint more animals when I have time."

The bat spoke in human language, "It's almost done. There are quite a few bats in the Bleeding Castle. Combined with the stealth spell and Leona's flash, even Senior couldn't find us. With Senior's strength, if she can't find us, there shouldn't be many people in the Bleeding Castle who can. As long as we don't get too close to the second-level wizard, we shouldn't have any problems."

Roland frowned and said, "Don't be careless. I always feel that the Countess is very unusual. Try to stay away from her. If she is in the laboratory, don't go in."

The bat said, "I know, I know. I'll just keep an eye on her and not offend that woman. Alas, half of me is resting, and the other half is working overtime. I don't know if this counts as rest or overtime."

After a pause, Bat revealed a dazed look. "Every time my memories merge, I feel a little hazy. For example, right now, I can't tell whether I was dancing with my senior today, or playing hide-and-seek with Heraka."

Roland quickly waved his hand to interrupt it: "Stop it, stop it! You're going crazy if you overthink it—think of it this way: we are indeed one person, but in different timelines. Let's live one day as two!"

The bat's eyes lit up, and it laughed, "I understand! I understand!"

I'm so smart, a number between 3 and 4!"

Roland's eyes suddenly lit up: "That's about what I mean! For others, a day is 24 hours, but for me, a day is 48 hours!

I had 24 hours hidden inside another 24 hours.”

Bat said excitedly, "That's right, I was playing hide-and-seek with Lady Helaka yesterday, and today I'm dancing with my senior sister!"

[You've got it! Heracari's theological understanding +8]

[You've Got It! Carving Comprehension +7]

[You've Got It! Painting Comprehension +6]

[You've got it! Valeria's swordsmanship.]

Roland went crazy on himself for a while, then the bat gave Roland some advice, told him to have a good rest tonight, and flew away.

Roland's bat clone would be extremely focused tonight, which would be very exhausting. With Withered Blood Castle on high alert, he had to remain in perfect condition.

Therefore, the clone needs to come back from time to time to join in the chanting, or to recharge.

It's like two batteries. If both are out of power, they need to be charged together.

But if one is empty and the other is full, then when you squeeze them together, they become one large half-full battery. When you separate them again, you have two half-full batteries, not one empty and one full.

Roland sorted out his thoughts and then walked out of the study.

There were some ladies-in-waiting in the corners of the living room, either cleaning the room or chatting quietly by the window, trying to minimize their presence so as not to disturb the guests.

When they saw Roland, they didn't go over to ask if they needed any service, but just nodded and smiled very subtly.

It was quite pleasing to the eye to see some more beautiful ladies in the room.

Anna was leaning on the balcony railing, looking at the night view. To her, this castle was like a cage.

It was still drizzling outside, and the fine wind and rain were blowing her clothes and long hair, soaking her body.

I have to say that from a sculptor's perspective, it is difficult to find a model with a more perfect body shape than Miss Anna Knight.

She very much has the flavor of a classical goddess statue, or a living ancient primitive god.

Elegant, mysterious, yet full of wildness.

There was not a trace of fat on those slender thighs, and when she lay there, her perky butt showed a perfect shape.

Anna suddenly frowned and turned around, only to find Roland placing dishes on the table in the living room.

She didn't know when Roland appeared in the living room. This guy was already proficient in the mysticism of 'Shata', and his level of concealment and aura restraint was comparable to Lilith's.

In addition, I often "play" with Anna and learned a lot of Anna's lurking skills.

Sometimes he is clearly not hiding it deliberately, but it is still difficult to detect. As long as you can't see him, it's as if he is not standing in the room.

The dishes were still hot, and there was plenty of them, a perfect little banquet.

Anna suddenly felt a little hungry. She walked over, holding the long sword at her waist, and looked at Roland with her amber eyes like a man-eating cat.

The corner of Roland's mouth twitched slightly. Every time Anna was hungry, she would become very aggressive.

Every time he cooked food for her, Roland always felt that Anna, who was standing by waiting, didn't want to eat the food, but wanted to eat him.

"The ancient gods want to eat me, Queen Helaka wants to eat me, Anna also wants to eat me. Am I Tang Monk?"

Roland coughed, bowed slightly, and said, "Please enjoy it, Miss Elena."

Roland addressed Anna by her full name, his words full of rejection.

After saying that, Roland went upstairs. The gaze behind him followed him up the stairs and disappeared after he turned the corner.

Upstairs, two female officials were sitting in the living room outside the senior sister's bedroom, quietly flipping through books.

When they saw Roland coming upstairs, the two ladies looked at each other, then their faces turned slightly red and they showed some gossipy eyes.

Although the gossipy look was well hidden, Roland still noticed it.

Roland couldn't help but think of what happened on the dance floor.

He did notice some changes in the carvings in the hall during the ball, but he didn't do it on purpose to make an excuse to leave so he held Anna in his arms to show her.

He did it on purpose for the senior to see.

When Roland was young, Baron Hall once taught him a sentence:

When the woman you like keeps you hanging or simply ignores you, go find another one you are sure you can get.

If the first one comes back to you, you can keep the second one. If the first one doesn't come back to you, you already have one.

Likewise, if you're at a dance with two girls and the one you like isn't interested in you, talk to her bestie.

If the girl you like is really interested in you, don't ignore her best friends.

The senior student didn't seem to be too impressed. After leaving the dance, she didn't say a word to Roland, nor did she even look at him.

But Roland was completely confident, so he asked the senior to invite him into her boudoir. After all, they were here to complete a mission, not to flirt. The senior was such a busy person, even if she was furious, she wouldn't let a romantic matter interfere with her work.

As for whether Roland came here just to discuss some serious matters or wanted to sleep in the senior sister's bedroom tonight to recharge, only he knew.

Roland didn't knock directly. He told the maid that he had something to ask the princess. He also quietly handed the maid a small bag of magic stones, expressing his hope to chat with Her Highness in the inner chamber.

The female official understood what he meant.

This disgraced Baron was truly speechless. His Highness and him weren't close to begin with, and he was also involved in affairs, causing His Highness to lose face in public.

It's so late now, and he still comes to disturb His Highness's rest. I really don't know what he is thinking.

However, since he used something as an excuse, I think Your Highness will still meet him.

But it's likely that he will be kicked out soon.

Although the Thousand-Eyed King does not care about bloodline as much as the White Queen, His Majesty will still be unhappy if Your Highness gets too close to such a person.

After all, it is too damaging to one's reputation.

What's more, he is going to accept the captive species of Heraka or Kuxue, and reaching the second level is the peak in this life.

Therefore, the ladies-in-waiting were not optimistic about Lord Roland. If he were to be driven out, everyone would be happy to see it happen.

The female official thought about taking money and helping others to avoid disasters, and helped Roland come up with an excuse to enter the bedroom.

Then she whispered, "Lord Roland, I can't guarantee that His Highness will receive you in the bedroom. However, while I'm talking to His Highness, Julie can find an excuse to help you call out the person on duty in the auxiliary room."

As she spoke, she pointed with her chin at the female official not far away who had not received any money, implying that Rolando should take two portions of the money.

She said, "Then His Highness might allow you to stand in the inner room and chat with Half Wall for a few minutes."

Roland thought to himself, "Don't worry, Senior Sister will definitely receive me. I'm not looking for you to help me, but to trick my spy out."

Roland pretended to be very tactful and thanked her, then stuffed two small bags of magic stones into her hand. There were three female officials in total, and each of them received a bag of magic stones.

The female official touched the bag without leaving any trace and found that there were more than a hundred magic stones in it. A smile appeared on her face.

Anyway, this scumbag is quite generous.

She instructed, "Stand quietly behind the half-wall and don't go into the bedroom. Otherwise, if His Highness gets angry, don't expect us to speak up for you."

Roland agreed readily.

With the intention of watching a good show, the two female officials went in to report.

As they expected, Her Highness Catherine didn't want to bother with this guy, but after hesitating for a while, she let him in.

The two female officials found an excuse to call out the female official in the auxiliary room. Then they invited Roland into the room, and then tactfully closed the door and left.

Roland breathed a sigh of relief.

Walking out of the entrance hall, Roland glanced at the side room at the door, and then walked directly into Catherine's bedroom.

Catherine was drinking tea and reading on the sofa by the fireplace.

She was still wearing the whalebone corset, and for some reason she hadn't taken it off. She had just put on a light outer robe.

The blouse, skirt, etc. had been taken off, and under the coffee table were the aristocratic black stockings with suspenders half-hidden by the outer robe.

There seemed to be many exquisite patterns on the stockings. Wait, weren't the maids in the cloakroom changing her clothes?

Why didn’t the senior change her whalebone corset and suspender stockings without help?

Also, has she worn these stockings before?

Could it be that she wore it specially for me to see?
She knows I like black?!

Roland couldn't help but swallow secretly.

There's no way I'm wrong about this. My anger is skyrocketing right now.

If you guessed it right, it would be "Aha! I like black ones the best, let me play with them!" Then, I would throw the female boss on the bed, kiss her from bottom to top, and bully her.

But if you guess wrong, your life might be in danger.

As if she sensed Roland's gaze, Catherine pulled her robe, and Roland lost the sight.

Catherine did not let Roland stand in the auxiliary room and talk to her through the half wall. If he stood there, the female officials outside might secretly use their spiritual senses to spy in and eavesdrop.

But the ladies-in-waiting did not dare to send their spiritual thoughts to the bedroom. Their realm was higher than Roland's, but not as good as Catherine's.

Catherine knew that Roland probably had something important to discuss with her. Calculating the time, his clone might have just returned.

After Roland walked over, Catherine raised her head. Her face was expressionless, but from her eyes, one could see what she was thinking: "It's so late, and you're making an excuse to come in. You better really have something to do."

Roland told Catherine everything about his clone.

When Catherine heard this, she knew that Roland had caused trouble, but he didn't dare to tell her more.

This damn guy!
Catherine was almost mad. It was all a good plan, but what had this guy messed up?

She calmly turned the ring in her hand, listening to little Jimmy's inner thoughts, and patiently listened to Roland's excuses.

Roland said, "You know, after the Count's serious injury, something seems to have gone wrong. He's been placed in a large jar in the laboratory, like a pile of deformed, rotten meat."

This pile of rotten flesh infected some people, and the Blood Baron could project himself onto these people.

When the incident happened, I was copying documents.

When I was reading a book of Heraclea, I suddenly saw the warning given to me by the goddess.

He told me to quickly bring out His statue—that is, I took the statue from the Heracari Church as you instructed. The Twilight Wizards seemed to describe Him very clearly.

You see, I have always been a cautious and sensible person, so I did not do what He said.

But perhaps it was bad luck, because when I left that place, I met someone like Maria. Through her, the Bloody Baron smelled the scent of the Helaka Sisters.

The Bloody Baron was attracted over, and he projected himself over through the witch.

Then, the statue forcibly flew out of my dimensional bag, and the goddess also projected over through the statue!
At this point, Roland noticed that the senior was actually sneering.

Roland coughed guiltily and continued, "Seeing the shadows reflected by the Bloody Baron increasing in number, the statue was simply unable to cope. So, based on the inspiration I got from Straw Town, I re-described the statue in my hand.

Perhaps it was the goddess' blessing that allowed me to describe a more perfect statue.

The power projected by the goddess increased, successfully repelling the phantom of the Bloody Baron.

Catherine suddenly said, "Oh~~So that's how it is. You really have a quick wit, Lord Roland."

Roland smiled awkwardly and said, "Thanks to the might of the goddess Heraka, I'm just a small, bystander sculptor who couldn't help at all (it's all the goddess's fault, it has nothing to do with me). Cough.

You had previously suspected at the banquet that something had happened in the Blood Castle.

That's it.

During the time when the Blood-Dry Baron slowly projected his image, everyone in the Blood-Dry Castle gradually turned into leeches.

Fortunately, I used the statue to shatter its shadow, temporarily blocking its projection process, so we didn't see any leeches during the rest of the dance."

Catherine's smile grew gentler. "Thanks to you, Lord Roland, you've once again turned the tide."

Roland smiled and said, "Thanks to you, I did what I should have done."

(End of this chapter)