I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Chapter 43 Woodland
The coordinates of the teleportation scroll were near the "holy tree" in the fern forest. Roland returned here after using the scroll.

The flesh of the Holy Tree of Flesh and Blood gradually melted into foam. Tiny glints of light broke free from the flesh and slowly soared into the sky. The beautiful fluorescence imbued the twisted land with a touch of divine beauty, like a wonderland from a Grimm fairy tale.

Suddenly, Roland heard Wallace's voice in his mind: "Roland, those fluorescent lights might be the spirits of the heroes who suffered beside this great tree. After the abyss gradually left this place, their souls were liberated... The Baron mentioned before that there might be elves here. Perhaps elves really have been here. The seedlings of this sacred tree might have been planted by them... If that's the case, then those monsters that were wriggling on the sacred tree before might really be the souls of the suffering elves."
After the Demon Lord's lingering regret vanished, the abyss also completely left this place. The phenomenon of suffering no longer existed, and the souls of the sufferers were liberated.

Although the victims no longer have a past or a present, and people will not remember the heroes' past, they have a future.

At this moment, Roland felt that the burden on his shoulders had finally disappeared.

He felt a little excited in his heart. Roland felt it was a great honor to be able to participate in this event.

"This is a really tough entrance exam. I wonder what my classmates' exams are like."

He sighed to himself, "It feels so good to be a good person... I hope I'll have the chance to be a good person again in the future."

After calming down, Roland observed his surroundings.

If the mentors used the scroll to escape the ruins, they would also be teleported back here, so there might be some clues nearby.

But if there are no clues nearby, it means that everyone is still in the ruins. In that case, he must go back to the ruins to look for them.

Who knows what other monsters are in the ruins?

Roland's mood grew heavy.

"Let's look around first." Roland thought to himself.

He searched around and found some bloodstains that had not yet completely dried.

Roland's heart was moved slightly: "Great, it must be someone injured!"

He followed the blood trail for a moment, but before he had gone far, it disappeared.

'The injured should have had their wounds treated here.'
Roland knew nothing about tracking. If there were traces of blood, it would be easy to find. But if there were no traces of blood, how could he find someone in such a big forest?
Not to mention, the injured person seemed to be subconsciously hiding his whereabouts.

After searching around for a while, Roland found nothing. He sat down on a big rock in distress.

After a moment, he suddenly thought of something and took out the wizard hat from the dimensional bag: "Wallace, you said before that this magical item can help me capture people from afar?

So can I slow the hat down and just follow it?"

Wallace in the dimensional bag replied with his mind, "Of course it's possible. If you have items used by that person, or hair, nails, or something like that, then through secret techniques, you can make your magical item kill people from thousands of miles away without them even noticing. Of course, the effect would be even better if you had blood."

Next, Wallace patiently explained some specific knowledge to Roland.

After finishing his lecture, Wallace said, "This is a basic course in the academy, and it can be used to find people. I just used the paper crow as an analogy, but if you have a magical object in your hand, the effect will be even greater. Even if the person is hiding in the crowd in a distant town, the magical object can fly over and pull them out from the crowd."

"Finally, remember, you are looking for someone, not capturing them. So the use of the spell needs to be adjusted..."

After hearing this, Roland was deeply moved. He thought to himself, "The knowledge gained during the apprenticeship period is truly too important. My senior sister and I both have many secrets of our own. I can't possibly be with her forever. Even if she wants to, I won't. But before I dump her, I really need to follow her to the academy. I need her to lead me into the real wizarding world."
After finishing his speech, Wallace, nearing his limit, said wearily, "I'm going to rest. If you kill anything, don't forget to use the 'Reaper's Altar'—the little silver bowl among the garbage you picked up. It can collect souls and offer them to me as a sacrifice..." Wallace fell into a deep sleep. Roland collected the blood in a crystal bottle, then took some magic powder from Wallace's bag and drew a simple magic circle on the ground.

After drawing the magic circle, Roland observed the stars again.

He muttered to himself, "Wallace says that the constellation of the goddess Valerie is shaped like a triangle, representing guidance. Lost people can rely on this constellation to find their way. And Setus is the god of hunting, and his constellation is like a centaur drawing a bow and shooting an arrow."

Roland made some adjustments to the magic circle, placed the blood bottle and wizard hat artifacts in their corresponding positions, and then recited the spell Wallace taught him.

When the spell was finished, the hat suddenly came alive and swallowed the blood bottle in the magic circle in one gulp. Then it flew into the air.

Its pointed top kept pointing in a certain direction like an arm, signaling Roland to follow it closely.

Roland smiled happily: "Magic is really interesting! No wonder there are white wizards in the world!"

Look at what this guy is saying?

If the White Wizards who had recently arrived at the Black Abyss Academy heard this, they would be furious. They would then use their most deadly black magic to kill this black wizard on the spot.

The hat flew away at an astonishing speed. Roland quickly chanted a spell to slow it down and chased it into the deep forest.

The hat flew fast, and Roland chased it just as fast. Half an hour later, he had covered over twenty kilometers on the complex forest and mountain roads.

This place is close to the non-polluted area of ​​the yellow-brown fern forest. The nearby trees are no longer so twisted, and there are some strange laughter of "hyenas" in the distance.

The direction in which the hat flew was exactly the direction from which the hyena's voice came.

Seeing the hat flying slower and slower, Roland realized that the target was nearby. He hurriedly grabbed the hat and walked lightly through the last bush.

Pulling aside a patch of bushes that blocked his view, Roland peered through the gaps in the woods and saw two unusually tall and fat figures and a dozen small red-skinned creatures.

"Is it a demon or a demonized creature?"

The two giant monsters were more than three meters tall, swollen and fat, with many ferns parasitic on their skin.

Around them stood a group of small creatures, about a meter tall. These creatures looked as if they had been skinned, and were extremely disgusting. The hyena-like laughter was coming from these little monsters.

These monsters are besieging an extremely tall elf - Anna.

Behind Anna, there is a makeshift shelter (a straw hut) which seems to contain injured people.

With Anna's strength, even when she was mad, she was still a boss-level existence in the fern forest. Not to mention whether she could kill her way through the fern forest, but there was probably nothing in the fern forest that could do anything to her.

But a tiger in a desperate situation is bullied by a dog. Now she is seriously injured and a group of monsters have forced her into a dead end.

"You damned girl, it took your grandfather to save you." Roland looked at the straw hut and thought to himself, "Well, those are two damned girls."

(End of this chapter)