I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Seeing Roland staring at the pot of food without saying a word for a long time, Olivia felt a little nervous.

She coughed and said, "Cough, it's normal to smell of alcohol—it's to remove the fishy smell. You can't hold your liquor, can you?"

Today was supposed to be Roland's day to persuade Olivia to have dinner and drinks, and he and Helena had spent a long time planning for it.

In the end, without Roland saying a word, the situation was completely reversed.

Roland's doubts grew stronger.

He glanced at Theresa and the others, and noticed that they were all avoiding his gaze, looking elsewhere.

Just then, Roland felt someone's foot touch him under the table again—and once it touched Roland, it never left.

There are currently three people sitting in the seats.

Olivia was speaking to Roland, Helena was taking her seat, and Joan was watching Helena, waiting for her to sit down.

Everything happened while Olivia was speaking. To onlookers, it appeared that Roland paused briefly, as if deep in thought, after listening to Olivia.

Roland did not answer Olivia's question directly. Instead, he said to Helena, who had just sat down next to him, "Miss Olivia wants to drink today. Go and fetch those bottles of brandy that I have been keeping."

Seeing Helena get up and leave, Olivia smiled and said, "Heraca's wine is indeed quite good, but today's dishes are not suitable to be paired with brandy or red wine—Maria, fetch my 'Divine Potion'."

Roland's expression immediately stiffened.

At that moment, Roland felt the foot beside him move slightly. Roland's eyes flickered slightly, and he was no longer worried.

It turned out that when Olivia woke up in the afternoon, she knew someone was trying to drug her. Roland and Helena guessed the reason, knowing that the Book of Heaven was still effective.

But Maria and the others didn't know that; they thought it was because the Book of Heaven had stopped working.

Therefore, although everyone knew that Maria possessed the Book of Paradise, they were unsure whether it would be effective in front of Olivia. Consequently, no one dared to engage in spiritual communication with others in Olivia's presence.

Therefore, when Roland went to see Teresa and the others, everyone avoided his gaze and dared not respond to him.

Joan didn't dare to communicate her thoughts to Roland recklessly, so she adopted a more covert method—when the two were in physical contact, Joan used witchcraft to hypnotize herself into embracing Roland. Thus, she became Roland's wings.

When Roland touched Joan's foot, he remembered this incident and deliberately forgot who he was. So in that instant, Roland transformed from Roland into 'Rojounteer'.

Therefore, although Joan did not convey any information, Roland understood everything.

No wonder Teresa and the others avoided my gaze. Because while Olivia added something to the soup, she added the hourglass of nightmares!

This dish is indeed particularly suitable for adding this medicine. The Empress has a vast collection of treasures; she has everything. So, upon seeing this dish, she decided to add the Nightmare Hourglass.

As for the "Immortal's Drink," it is rumored to be a strange kind of 'absinthe'.

Olivia didn't add anything to it, it's just particularly intoxicating. So she told me not to worry too much.

Olivia probably just didn't want to lose to me in terms of collection, so he brought out his best wines.

Although Roland doesn't drink much normally, his alcohol tolerance is indeed terrifying. Senior Catherine knows this best.

On the way to Bloodfortress, when the senior student was playing Katarina and trying to fool Roland, she had a drinking contest with Roland.

The senior student was a super witch who could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, and at that time her cultivation level was almost a whole realm higher than Roland's. But after she made Roland drink the 'Water of Oblivion' all night, she ended up getting herself drunk.

On the other hand, Roland was not only unharmed, but he also soberly rejected his senior when she tried to seduce him while drunk.

Roland rarely drank, so he didn't know exactly how much he could drink. But his father had never been drunk, so Roland had some confidence in this matter.

Therefore, Roland wasn't worried about Fairy Island. But he was a little worried about the 'Hourglass of Nightmare'.

The fact that Olivia can add 'Nightmare's Hourglass' to the soup means she has the antidote!

So, who can defeat whom today depends on who has more antidotes.

'The Queen is a true ancient god; she's incredibly wealthy. After crawling out of the River Styx, she had no intention of going back. So she must have packed up all her wealth with her, right?' Thinking of this, Roland felt a pang of worry.

But then Roland felt that there might still be a chance.

While the Hourglass of Nightmare is a precious and collectible elixir, it is ultimately a niche and despicable drug.

A single drop of this stuff can knock out a god; there's no need to collect too much.

Compared to the Queen, Aurelia was not only far more despicable and shameless, but also particularly playful and fond of pranks. Yet, there wasn't much of her stock in her ruins.

Roland had so much of it because the wizards thought it was suitable for use as an anesthetic for god-level experimental subjects, so they spared no expense in alchemy to create such a large barrel.

Therefore, Roland believed that he certainly had a richer inventory than Olivia.

Thinking of this, Roland regained his fighting spirit.

Roland looked at Olivia with eyes full of fighting spirit, while Olivia was also looking at him intently.

Amidst the intense sparks, Helena, Maria, and the others moved the drinks to a nearby location.

After a round of insincere pleasantries, Roland and Olivia started making soup.

After Olivia followed Roland's lead and drank soup with him, Roland guessed that Olivia might have 'heard' what he had just been muttering to himself.

Roland thought to himself, 'This woman knows what's in the wine, but she thinks I'll get what's coming to me. Ha, Olivia, Olivia, you're too arrogant.'

Whether she heard Roland's thoughts or not, Olivia smiled contemptuously. Her eyes seemed to say—isn't that how it is?

Both Olivia and Roland were very confident about this matter.

In Olivia's view, as long as Roland dared to drink, she dared to accompany him.

In Roland's opinion, as long as the goddess dares to drink, he dares to accompany her.

The same goes for the wine. Olivia had previously said that Heraca's brandy wasn't suitable for the dish, but when Roland offered to drink brandy first, Olivia readily put away his "divine wine" and started drinking brandy with Roland.

Both of them were well aware that soup and brandy were like 'nightmare hourglasses', so they desperately began to deplete each other's antidote reserves.

Seeing this, Helena and Joan dared not stay at the table any longer.

The two dared not linger there and deplete Roland's antidote reserves. They pretended to eat a few bites of food before retreating to the side to serve food and wine to Maria and the others.

Thinking back, Helena, who was in charge of fetching the wine, simply stopped adding wine to it and filled it with a potion instead.

Roland and Olivia both saw through each other's intentions, so they decided to drop the pretense. They simply treated the soup and wine as two different kinds of alcohol, each betting that the other would give out first. Roland even suggested, "It's rare that you're in such a good mood to drink with me today. But drinking like this isn't fun, let's play dice."

Olivia raised her beautiful eyebrows and said, "Oh? How do we play?"

Roland reached into the air and grabbed two handfuls of dice, producing two extra handfuls. He then had Helena bring two wooden cups specifically for shaking dice and placed them over the two piles of dice.

"We each have six dice. We won't use any tricks; we'll just rely on luck to guess the total. The one who guesses wrong drinks; if we both guess wrong, we drink together."

Seeing Roland's confidence, Olivia smiled with a hint of disdain.

She understood what Roland meant: this kid thought she couldn't pull any tricks on him, and that he couldn't see through Roland's tricks.

It’s really unbelievable!

Olivia said, "You'd better think it over carefully. Don't try to cheat if you lose too badly."

Roland said, "Hehe, I don't need to cheat. You look so eager for wine, just don't deliberately lose to me. That would be no fun."

The two started bickering and chatting. They were already a bit sullen, and neither wanted to lose the argument, so their tempers flared up.

At this point, it's no longer just about forcing drugs on the other person. The nature of the situation has changed; they both want to thoroughly humiliate the stubborn one and teach him a lesson about the consequences of failing to show off.

Especially for Olivia, in her eyes, Roland was nothing more than a mortal boy who lacked reverence for the gods and was ignorant of manners. Now, his arrogant and presumptuous behavior only fueled the noble and proud goddess's anger.

She changed her mind and decided to teach the boy a lesson he would never forget, then pour all the soup and wine into his mouth while he knelt and begged for mercy.

Olivia said, "This isn't fun. How about we place a bet on what happens if you lose?"

She smiled at Helena and Joan beside her and continued, "These two little girls will be mine from now on."

Helena and Joan's expressions stiffened slightly. They knew that this gamble between Olivia and Roland only required a verbal agreement. After all, with Olivia's strength, she didn't need to use any method to compel Roland to abide by the agreement.

The two women knew they were caught in the crossfire. They also knew that Olivia had long wanted to take them away and discipline them, but she was too proud to do so.

But now Roland has given her a reason!
"So, how do you determine who wins and who loses? Is it the one who collapses before finishing the last bottle of wine?" Roland asked.

Olivia smiled and said, "You're really confident in your drinking capacity."

Roland said, "I'm not confident. Let's set a limit. After 100 bottles of wine, the one with the most points wins—1 point for winning a round of dice rolling, and no points are added or deducted for losing."

Olivia raised an eyebrow and asked, "What if we're tied after a hundred bottles?"

Roland chuckled and said, "Then add another hundred bottles."

Olivia said, "Good, that suits me just fine."

Seeing that Roland was actually discussing the betting with Olivia, Helena and Joan's expressions turned very ugly.

The two men kept giving Roland meaningful glances, urging him to calm down and not agree to the bet. But Roland not only agreed to the bet, he also added insult to injury.

Roland said, "Alright, it's settled then—if you win, the two of them plus me are all yours to do with. But if I win..."

Before Roland could finish speaking, Olivia laughed and said, "Kid, you can't win."

Roland chuckled and said, "Hehe, I just love your rebellious attitude. Otherwise, if you back down later, I'll feel bad about beating you too hard."

Olivia frowned and asked, "What are you going to fight?"

Roland said, "Of course I'll spank you."

Upon hearing this, Helena, Joan, Maria, Theresa, and everyone else present nearly fainted from shock.

Olivia seemed surprised that Roland could utter such foul language.

She was stunned for a long time before she came to her senses.

However, instead of getting angry, she laughed.

At that moment, the many priests, as if by unspoken agreement, understood the meaning behind the god's smile—if an ant were to declare its intention to extinguish the sun, the sun would naturally not be angry; it would only find it amusing.

Many priests found Roland's ignorance and arrogance both laughable and pathetic, and even Theresa and others felt that their boss was going to drag them down with him this time.

Because Olivia doesn't need people or methods; she is now omniscient. This is a dimensional reduction attack. No matter what tricks Roland uses, in the eyes of a true god like Olivia who transcends the dimensions of time and space, the outcome is predetermined.

Therefore, there is no way she could lose.

Roland couldn't even manage a draw, because once Olivieri, the observer, saw the future outcome, the future was already predetermined.

The future holds infinite possibilities; Olivia is a strong observer, while Roland is a weak one.

Therefore, even if Roland guessed one outcome correctly, the result changed when Olivia gave another.

Therefore, in a sense, Roland was already destined to fail the moment the two hadn't even rolled the dice.

Olivia understood this logic perfectly well; she had no idea how she would lose. Had she not heard so many ignorant and arrogant words from mortals, she would have thought Roland was deliberately trying to lose to her.

Tiny ants always possess immense courage. They grow wings, touch the treetops several meters high, and mistake that for the sky.

Their ideas always amuse the Lord.

They cannot have a true understanding of the sky.

And so, amidst the laughter and chatter in the carriage, Ovilia lost the next three games in a row.

The smiles on the priests' faces slowly froze as Olivia's expression gradually stiffened.

The ants stood there dumbfounded, like a bunch of silly geese. They racked their brains but couldn't understand how the god had won.

Only another god understood all of this.

Olivia's expression gradually changed. She looked at Roland in front of her and said indignantly, "You despicable little bug."

“Honorable God, I am indeed a worm, but I am not the only worm sitting before you.”

Anyway, thank you for letting me win three games.

Roland looked at Olivia and said, "So, now that you know all this, you should know how to play this game, right?" (End of Chapter)