I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Chapter 51 Prince of Wind
The great magician didn't take it seriously after hearing the conversation between Wallace and the noble.

He instructed calmly, "These two cultists are definitely connected to this evil altar. You can take this opportunity to practice the swordsmanship I taught you. My lab bench is currently short of living material."

After saying this, the great wizard took the ladies away.

A knight rode away and gathered soldiers and hunters.

Seeing Wallace so confident, Roland calmed down and began to observe those people.

First of all, it seems that the wizard didn't teach his students anything serious, or maybe he didn't have any real ability.

Secondly, this group of people indiscriminately treated people as dark wizards and demons. But they seemed to have never dealt with real evil spirits, and they only killed the elderly, the weak, women, children, and outsiders.

Judging from the conversations between these people, they often do evil things under the banner of "eradicating evil spirits."

Then look at the hunters, cooks, private soldiers, and servants. Half of them have excited expressions, as if they often accompany the nobles to eradicate evil. They don't get any benefits, but they are happy to be accomplices.

Roland looked at the servants who were still working at Stonehenge in the distance.

Most of these men had no shoes, likely temporary laborers. They were pale and thin, their minds dull. They turned a blind eye to what was happening here, as if they had long been accustomed to the master's evil deeds.

"The wizards in this world are truly unscrupulous. That archmage is like the ruler here."

Recovering from his thoughts, Roland looked at the wizard who had walked away.

He treated Wallace as a human being and the teleportation magic circle as an evil altar. He obviously did not seem like a skilled wizard.

But the magical aura on him was that of a true high-level apprentice. Although his magic power was not as high as Wallace's, the two were at the same level.

At this time, the enemies had surrounded them.

Roland's expression was slightly solemn.

Those two nobles were of the strength of low-ranking knights, while those two knights were of the middle rank.

The most important thing is that the armor on these people is very good. It doesn’t look like it is made of ordinary iron, and it has apprentice-level enchantments on it.

Chain lightning is not very effective against this kind of full-body armor, so I'm afraid I'll have to fight in close combat.

In addition, the more than one hundred soldiers and hunters all had crossbows and longbows. There were also dozens of vicious dogs in the team. This team was a bit tricky.

Roland believed that Wallace could deal with the senior apprentice.

But the magic stone on my lantern was almost exhausted. It couldn't withstand the volley of so many crossbows.

Therefore, if those four knight-level guys dispersed and entangled him, he would be exhausted to death by these hundred or so people.

If a fight really broke out, the four knights would definitely die, but he himself would most likely not survive either.

"This guy Wallace has really caused a big problem. I can't fight these people head-on. Brother Wallace, my strength is limited. If things go badly, I will have to run away."

Just as Roland was pondering this, Wallace suddenly smiled at the group and chanted a sinister incantation in demonic language. Immediately afterwards, the four knights/nobles who had just surrounded him suddenly clutched their abdomens and rolled on the ground in pain.

Then, pairs of bony hands emerged from the chests and abdomens of the four men, tearing through their ribs and armor and pulling out their hearts.

Wallace stretched out his hand and hooked at the hearts in the distance. Four hearts flew up one after another and fell into his deep hood.

"The finest blood food, the finest sacrifice (chewing sound)."

Wallace's scarlet eyes (flames) flashed in his hood, and he glanced fiercely at the crowd, as if observing a lamb to be slaughtered: "What a feast, hehehehe."

With a cry, the noble lady's sharp scream broke the silence.

Many private soldiers and hunters woke up as if from a dream and fled in all directions like wild dogs encountering a lion!
——"Devil!!! It's a demon!!"

In a panic, some private soldiers randomly shot arrows from their crossbows. Some arrows passed through Wallace's empty body, but most of the arrows hit their companions.

Roland dodged a stray arrow by leaning to the side. He looked at the chaotic mob with a sense of surprise. He had thought that the knights, private soldiers, and hunters were a big problem, but he was looking at the problem from a swordsman's perspective.

If Wallace had just displayed some kind of superb swordsmanship, then these ignorant guys would definitely not have reacted like this.

But Wallace is a wizard, a mysterious demon. So the less knowledgeable these people are, the more intimidating the demon's magic will be.

So after Wallace revealed his identity and killed several leaders, the will of the remaining people was defeated by the "unknown".

Wallace began the massacre. He waved his arms at the deserters and chanted spells in demonic language. Then some people in the crowd were lit like torches.

This was the fire of hell, which burned those people to ashes in the blink of an eye.

For a moment, the ashes fluttered in the wind. Whatever the ashes fell on would burn into ashes like burning straw.

In just a short while, twenty or thirty people died!
Roland was horrified. "Is this the power of a high-level apprentice?! After this guy's advancement, his strength is no less than that Abyss Demon (Little) in the palace!"

The ashes grew larger and larger, and the fire spread wider and wider, threatening to set the entire forest on fire!

At this moment, a strong wind suddenly blew, and the sky full of ashes was swept up into the sky by the tornado. The flames that were spreading among the crowd gradually died out because they had no source.

The person who attacked was actually the wild wizard who taught students swordsmanship.

This person is not without ability, but very capable!
He just sent someone over purely as a test, and he just deliberately stayed away from the battlefield to avoid getting involved.

Now Wallace had consumed a lot of magic power on the miscellaneous soldiers, and he also had a preliminary understanding of Wallace's moves, so he took decisive action.

"Evil spirit! Your death is coming!"

Amidst the raging wind, the great magician held a long sword in one hand and a large magic staff in the other, his white beard fluttering in the wind, and he chanted spells one after another.

Roland suddenly felt that the tornado in the sky was faintly revealing surging magical power.

The tornado gradually took shape under the spell of the great magician. It seemed that the great magician was summoning a very extraordinary elemental creature!
——"O ancient Prince of Wind~~! Follow the ancient covenant and heed my call~~"

In the blink of an eye, the tornado as big as a building turned into a wind giant with a human upper body and a tornado lower body!

Looking closely, there is actually a crown of wind on its head!
It stood between the Great Mage and Wallace, using its body to protect the Great Mage and the people behind him. If you want to defeat the Great Mage with magic, you must defeat it first!
Roland was stunned when he saw the towering wind giant in front of him.

"This is a high-level apprentice?! Is this something a wizard apprentice can do?!"

The titles of this great magician are indeed exaggerated and sound like deception, but some of them are genuine.

But why did Wallace still call him a wild wizard?

The so-called wild wizards and wild magicians refer to three types of people.

The first type is wizards who were expelled from the school.

The second type is the wizard who practices with a separate wizard and does not join any school himself.

The third type is wizards who accidentally obtained the inheritance of certain wizards and became successful in the secular world through their own abilities.

To put it bluntly, a wild wizard is a casual cultivator.

If Roland is expelled from the sect one day, he will be called a wild wizard.

Roland believed that this independent cultivator was very powerful.

With just this one wind magic, he could easily create a small sect. Vice President, it seems that he has indeed established a sect in the secular world (Glorious Magic Guild).

"Humph, it's just an appearance."

Wallace snorted coldly and said, "Roland, you've never come into contact with a real wizard, so you're too inexperienced. Watch carefully how I handle this thing. Don't be intimidated by these little-school things when you go out in the world in the future."

(End of this chapter)