I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Chapter 288: Advancement! Sword-wielding attendants and slave-catching teams!
Originally, Roland kept everyone here because he wanted to give them a chance to learn.

But after alchemizing the fifth bottle of potion, Roland felt a little irritable. He looked at the time and found that everyone was hungry, so he asked them to go eat.

The servants understood what he meant and knew that Master Roland wanted to be quiet. He liked to be alone when he was concentrating, so they never came back after leaving.

As a result, it would have been fine if everyone stayed, but when they left, Roland actually alchemized a "waste product".

Honestly, it was almost impossible for Roland to refine a bottle of waste product. It wasn't that his skill level had reached the point where mistakes were impossible, but rather that the materials were too good!
With the help of those accelerated potions, even if Roland made a mistake, he would still be able to produce a potion with strange effects.

This bottle of 'junk' was just like that. It could significantly increase various strange and bizarre abilities, and was considered a mutation potion.

However, its help in breaking through the elemental wall is very, very low, with an advancement rate of only 3%.

For those geniuses with an almost 100% advancement rate - such as my senior, this thing is definitely the best of the best.

But to Roland, it was garbage.

Rubbing his forehead, Roland felt that his luck should be pretty good today.

Luck, or rather, wizards have done a lot of research on 'fortune'.

It's not a pool that will dry up if you use it too much. It's a 'lucky time period'.

Wizards believe that once you find yourself lucky, then for a period of time, no matter what you do, you will be very lucky!
Conversely, the same thing happens if you suddenly get unlucky.

The wizards of this world believe that there is no such thing as luck 'running out', only that 'your luck has expired' or 'your luck is over'.

Roland took out the tarot cards and read his fortune.

Judging from the results, Fortuna's lucky star was shining brightly above Roland's head today. Furthermore, among the tarot cards he drew, there was a four-leaf clover.

In Roland's words, today, and for a long time to come, I will be blessed with good fortune and luck!
According to divination, his luck was extremely good today. However, judging by the situation, it didn't seem like he had stepped in dog shit, but rather that he had eaten a mouthful of it. Roland felt like he was going to die of nausea from that potion!

At this time, the door was quietly opened, and a figure walked in cautiously, bending over and tiptoeing.

It was Diana, she had left her diary in the alchemy room.

She can't live without it.

It seems that she forgot something and wants to look through her diary.

Someone reminded her to check the alchemy room, but she had forgotten where she had put it - it seemed that she needed someone's help to find it.

At this time, a little girl in a puppet costume suddenly appeared beside Diana. Leona obviously remembered where the diary was, so she just flashed over to help.

But Miss Diana was very clumsy - as a wizard of the Holy Blood Path, she was extremely agile and her physical strength was no less than Roland's!

But she was so clumsy that she bumped into Leona who had just appeared. The two of them hit their heads and fell to the ground with a cry.

When the two guys stood up rubbing their heads, they found that Master Roland/Lance was staring at them.

Sister Theresa said before that no one is allowed to come in! Don't disturb Master Lance.

Looking at the master's bloodshot eyes, Diana's face turned pale with fear. Leona stuck out her tongue and turned to run.

"You two, come here."

The two men walked over timidly.

Seeing Roland stretch out his hand, the two of them squinted their eyes and shrank their necks in fear. But then they heard Roland say, "Touch it."

The two girls looked at Master Roland in surprise and found that he was letting them touch his hands.

Leona reached out and touched it, and Diana touched young Master Roland's hand with a strange look on her face.

"Touch this hand too."

The two of them also touched it.

"And here."

Roland pointed to his Lucky Crucible (Crucible of Bitter Sleep).

The two touched each other.

"Let's go."

After the two men left, Theresa, who came to the door, saw their pale faces and her heart skipped a beat.

She inquired about the situation, and Diana told her the truth. Among other things, she said, "The master insisted on touching my hand."

As she spoke, she wiped away her tears.

Theresa sighed deeply, her contempt for Master Roland growing stronger.
Alchemy Room
"It's done! It's done!"

In the alchemy room, Roland looked at the huge pot of potion in front of him and shouted in surprise.

Speaking of which, Roland is really superstitious, and it’s not just ordinary superstition!

But there is no way around it, because he has really come into contact with too many things that he cannot understand.

Today, he was superstitious again - he had to touch the little red hands of the two ladies.

How to describe the effect? ​​He didn't know whether it was the two people's help that increased his luck, or his own knowledge that played a role.

In other words, after he touched the two of them, he thought for a while and changed his alchemy strategy.

——After he had just touched the two people’s little red hands, he wasted another bottle.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and the more he felt that he shouldn't be so unlucky.

He simply made up his mind, took a gamble, and mixed all the potion ingredients into one pot.

This time, a pot of top-quality ingredients exploded directly, enough to fill 9 bottles of magic potion!
Roland looked at the potion in front of him, his hands and feet numb with excitement.

In fact, Roland knew exactly what was going on.

He was indeed gambling, but it wasn't a blind gamble. After all, if he made a wrong bet, the whole potion would be ruined.

He suspected that the holy fruit could not be cut carelessly.

—The fragments can be used to make potions, but it's not easy to make top-quality ones. You need to have enough of them.

To be honest, this pot of potion does have a lot of magical and scientific factors - Roland saw the essence of the phenomenon and found the right path.

Otherwise, no matter how lucky he is today, it will be useless.

Therefore, Roland's knowledge and decisiveness played a 99% role in this matter.

but!

But that 1% depends on luck!
The fortune teller said that Roland would be very lucky today and would have great luck.

Maybe there really is some metaphysical factor involved.

I just don’t know which one, Diana or little Leona, is the lucky goddess and which one is the lucky dog.

It seems that I will have to borrow these two guys' little red hands more often in the future.

Roland put away the eighteen bottles of potions, then went to the captain's study to meditate.

Even the worst of these eighteen bottles of potion is a genuine elixir of life.

And it’s a top-level elixir of immortality made with the second-level Seleucid alchemy!

This item is extremely rare, and Roland definitely can't sell it. It could be very useful to friends and family when they need it.

It can be used to show favors, honor leaders, or to build relationships in the church. It is also a great stepping stone!

Apart from anything else, if Roland encountered trouble one day, he would need to meet with an archbishop or go to the leaders of the Inquisition.

He couldn't even get through the door with other gifts.

But if you have a bottle of "Elixir of Life" in your hand, you can just knock on the door and enter someone's office, and then turn strangers into good friends.

Soon, Roland arrived at the captain's study.

Roland had just cleaned up this place, so it felt a little strange when he entered.

But this feeling is just right. To advance, you need something unfamiliar and new to stimulate your senses.

Roland used the crystal ball to contact Theresa and the others, telling them about his upcoming promotion and asking them to pay attention to the situation near the ship.

Theresa happened to be on the observation deck at the top of the mast. They had many rare artifacts of the three-headed snake in their hands, and the magic hub was now activated. They could always know everything that was going on in a very long range.

It can be said that this ship is undetectable in the eyes of others.

But on the other hand, the Storm, a third-generation magic battleship, can sense distant ships or sea monsters.

If the power of the Nexus is further concentrated, the crew can use the 'Eye of Poseidon' to sense all ships and sea monsters hundreds of miles away!
Even directly activate the magic cannon to knock them down!
Roland didn't know how much time would pass between the time he opened his eyes and the time he closed them, so he explained some things to Theresa and the others.

Then he took a shower and changed his clothes in the study.

While looking in the mirror, Roland suddenly thought of a problem - when he stood in front of the mirror, he leaned to the east and then to the west, just like when he was drinking.

The boat was actually shaking a lot. Roland couldn't feel it normally, but when he walked or stood, it was like he was drinking.

If it rains heavily, the body will tilt 45 degrees to the floor!
Usually, Roland slept in the hammock, and since he was used to it, he didn't mind.

But this promotion can't be done this way. If it's shaky, it's easy to go wrong.

If there are strong winds and waves, something will happen.

Weightlessness is the easiest thing to wake people up!
No matter what kind of nightmare it is, no matter how deep the meditation is, the sudden loss of weight can easily wake people up.

Moreover, for those wizards who are already accustomed to the sea, they cannot meditate in the air, because once their feet stop shaking, they will feel dizzy.

Typically, three-headed snake wizards meditate in hammocks.

But if there is a storm, it will be a disaster.

But Roland has found a very good tool to help with meditation over the years.

This tool can intelligently shake steadily in mid-air, allowing Roland to feel very comfortable while meditating without feeling weightless.

However, Roland hadn't meditated for a long time. Ever since he reached a bottleneck, he hadn't meditated specifically.

After all, he didn't prepare everything. If he got lucky suddenly and had a breakthrough inexplicably during meditation with a 20% chance, all his preparations over the years would be in vain.

Therefore, Roland has been focusing on physical training in recent years, and only occasionally meditates for a while in the hammock to consolidate his realm.

So much so that he almost forgot one of his old friends.

It's probably covered in dust. Well, every time Theresa goes to feed the horses, she cleans it in the snake ring and feeds it at the same time.

Speaking of which, in recent years, both Foxfire and it have been eating very well. A few days ago, Theresa said something about Foxfire starting to grow horns!
I wonder what became of this old friend of mine after eating so much flesh and souls of sea monsters.

After sensing something in the snake ring, an exquisite magic carpet appeared in the room.

It floated in the air for a few circles as if having fun, with a strange magical glow flowing around its body.

You can see that the shepherdess and the devil above seem to be alive.

Roland had a vague feeling that if he fed it more, or if he had more opportunities, his magic carpet would become a real magical servant.

The magic carpet rubbed against Roland's body affectionately, and then floated in the air.

Roland sat on it and took out the things he needed to advance.

They are mainly some strange little objects, such as small objects that can increase luck, small objects that increase meditation effects, or amulets that have protection, calming effects, etc.

Two bottles of precious potions were naturally among them.

Roland flipped through the Book of Alayeh and confirmed the effects of the two potions once again.

【Deep Sea Messenger】

[Attributes: Holy/Dark/Thunder]

[Quality: top grade]

【Effect:
1.100% strengthen affinity with holy, dark and thunder elements;

2. There is a certain probability of becoming a Holy, Dark, or Thunder elementalist;
3.100% chance of gaining underwater breathing ability.

4. Greatly enhance the deformation ability of the ocean system.

5. Enhance the ability to summon storms and thunder.

6. Promotion probability +18% (estimated based on your current realm)

【Elixir of Life】

【Attributes: Thunder, Water, Wind】

[Quality: Top quality]

【Effect:
1. Lifespan +17%;

2. Eternal youth, immunity to aging curses, physical weakening and other curses.

3. Health regeneration +10;

4. Regenerate broken limbs to a certain extent, and revitalize dead bodies to a certain extent (living dead, flesh and bones).

5. High probability of spawning the "Super Metabolism" talent: You can metabolize most toxins extremely quickly, and in extreme cases, health regeneration +30;
6. High probability of spawning the "Deep Sea Giant" talent: Your vitality and strength will be like a humanoid sea monster. When stimulated, you can temporarily increase your vitality by 30% and your strength by 200% for a period of time.

7. There is a high probability of giving birth to the "Angel of Storm" talent: call the wind and rain, command the thunder!
8. Promotion probability +47% (estimated based on your current realm)

It is obvious that Serius's elixir of immortality far exceeds Dagmar's potion. The former is a "wonderful object" while the latter is an "elemental potion".

But honestly, if a wizard were to choose, without considering the chance of advancement, they would definitely choose 'Elemental Potion' - the Elixir of Youth wasn't meant for wizards at all! It didn't help much with elemental or magical talents.

Moreover, this elemental potion of the Deep Sea Messenger can be said to be the best potion of the ocean transformation system.

This bottle of magic potion was most likely what Dagmar prepared to give to his 'nephew' Carl to enhance his transformation ability and elemental power in the future.

By the way, when Roland was examining the enemy's belongings, he discovered that Karl was most likely the illegitimate child secretly born by Dagmar and his sister-in-law.

That's a bit off topic. Anyway, this potion from Mr. Dagmar is a top-grade product used by wizards. Even without the upgrade, it's still a rare gem.

However, the elixir of life is useless to many wizards in the south - it is only in the eyes of those priests with limited lifespans and those knights that the elixir of life is a legendary wonder.

But for Roland, both the Deep Sea Messenger and the Elixir of Life were top-notch items, and they were all good things that he coveted!

Because he practices both Dharma and body!

Even for many wizards in the East, these two bottles of magic potions are very good, because the bodies of wizards such as Holy Blood Wizards and Twilight Wizards are very strong. Because these guys are either monsters or have deeply transformed themselves with mutation science.

Or if you have a strong physical foundation, the benefits of drinking a bottle of elixir will be very high.

Or they've already changed themselves beyond recognition and are in extreme pain. Drinking one bottle can resolve many of the side effects and save them from suffering.

But this is not the case in the South, because 'mutation science' is absolutely black magic!

"It seems that when making alchemy potions in the future, one bottle should focus on magic power, and the other on the body."

Roland practiced the Night Demon Secret Art, but considering that some of the content was too weird, there were some things he never practiced.

For example, injecting demonic blood and transforming into a demon.

The side effects are huge and it is easy to be possessed by demons.

Therefore, he has never been able to unleash the true power of the Night Demon Secret Art.

But Serius's elixir of immortality can completely make up for this!
Roland calculated that after taking these two bottles of potion, his promotion rate would be raised to 88%+.

The rest depends on luck.

Roland gradually blocked out his distracting thoughts. He drank two bottles of magic potion at once and entered a world of meditation.

When he opened his eyes, Roland found himself standing by a small river.

The river reflected the rainbow in the sky, and this place seemed to be a strange countryside.

Roland showed an extremely strange expression, because this seemed not to be a dream, or rather, it seemed extremely real.

Roland's image was reflected in the river. He looked exactly the same, but he seemed inexplicably younger. Or perhaps more immature.

He was wearing hunting clothes, carrying a bow and arrow, and a sword at his waist.

A thought flashed through Roland's mind - the inner demon tribulation!

If you pass it, you will advance. If you lose
Hiss. Wait, that's not right!
Suddenly Roland remembered that today was the autumn hunting day and he was lost.

You can go there but don't encounter robbers.

There have been slave-hunting groups operating nearby recently.

Suddenly, something vibrated around my waist.

Roland picked it up and saw that it was the family magic book left to him by his father.

You are standing at the crossroads of fate.
You decide.]

A. Save the two slaves.

Completion Rewards: Completed Fate Track +1, Successful Breakthrough of Bottleneck +1, Perfect Effect of Deep Sea Messenger +1, Perfect Effect of Serius' Elixir +1;

[B. I can't beat him. I can't beat him at all! I'd rather die than let my friend die. Sorry!]

Completion Rewards: Diana -1, Leona -1, Promotion Chance -80%, ??? +1

Roland showed a strange look and muttered, "What the hell is this?

There really is something wrong with this family's magic book."

Roland wiped his sword and waited for the team to find him.

Normally, it's not appropriate to carry a sword while hunting. It's completely useless.

Baron Hall often said that for low-ranking knights, a longsword was far less useful than a spear.

Likewise, the strongest knight is the one who rides a horse and carries a spear.

Before learning to use sword energy, if a person with a sword encounters a person with a spear of equal strength, the best strategy is to throw the sword away and then run away while the other person is distracted.

There are also some things to note when running - take out a knife and cut the buckle of the armor, and throw the armor away, so that you can run faster.

So it stands to reason that the most powerful weapon is actually the crossbow, followed by the bow, and then the spear.

But the longsword has always been very active in the knight's arena.

One is that it is easy to carry and can be taken anywhere.

One reason is that it symbolizes status. Swords are made of more iron, and only good quality iron. The craftsmanship is also more complex and more expensive. It's a weapon for the nobility.

The most important thing is that only swordsmen and archers can fight against people who know magic.

Swordsmen can hold shields when dealing with those wizards.

At the same time, if you practice to a certain level and have a good enough sword, you can block the magic, or even pick it up and reflect it back.

Of course, if you are purely dealing with wizards, a dagger is more useful because it is faster.

When the sword can release sword energy, it is often the most powerful weapon.

It can release various kinds of sword energy, and is more flexible and balanced.

In comparison, although a spear can also release sword energy, its movement is restricted and it is not convenient to carry.

Sometimes, you may be chatting and laughing with others in the previous second, and have to draw your sword and kill people in the next second.

You can carry a sword with you, but no one can carry a gun everywhere.

Ever since the baron gave me this sword as a birthday present when I was twelve years old, I have been unable to put it down and carry it with me wherever I go.

I also bring it with me when hunting, although I don't need it.

Roland had a vague feeling that he was about to make a breakthrough. Hmm, should he be becoming a formal swordsman/knight?
But I actually prefer magic.

By the way, I was out hunting with Baron Hall. Some of the hounds ran away while hunting.

I came here to look for it, but got lost.

But this doesn't seem to be the forest of Valeria.

Suddenly, there was a sound of branches being broken by footsteps in the woods, and it seemed that a group of people were approaching.

"Great! I finally found it."

Roland hurried over. The people on the other side were also heading this way. When Roland saw the group of people walking out of the forest, his pupils suddenly shrank.

It's a robber!
No, that's not right, it's the slave-catching group!

(End of this chapter)