I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

That evening, at the Akasei Monastery, in a single dormitory room.

Inside the bedroom, Joan was rummaging through the bedding, while Roland stood in the small living room by the bedroom door, looking around.

As a single dormitory room, the 40-square-meter room is not large, but it is not small either. It is also quite spacious when divided into a bedroom and a living room.

Moreover, there's a small bathroom with a shower here, which is much better than Roland's shabby single room.

There was a sofa in the small living room, which was enough for Roland to sleep on. So Joan was looking for bedding.

Soon, Joan brought the bedding to the small living room.

"Do it yourself," Joan said, tossing the bedding onto the sofa.

Roland leaned against the fireplace, showing no intention of moving. He smiled at Joan and tapped the bedding on the sofa with his chin.

Qiong was speechless for a moment.

"You're really used to being waited on."

Despite saying this, Joan bent down to tidy up Roland's bedding.

Speaking of which, Joan was born into a prestigious family, a true heiress. As the only daughter of the White Knights' elder statesman, Archduke Brost, she was born with a silver spoon in her mouth.

Back in the academy, even a proper nobleman from a family of chess players like Charlie would have to look down on Joan.

At the final resting place, when Joan stood in the crowd outside the door, everyone swarmed around her. Even the so-called White Prince Charles had to politely listen to Joan's opinion on anything he wanted to do.

Qiong was used to being waited on since she was a child, and she was very proud.

Even when Joan and Helena were with Olivia, Olivia never ordered Joan around like that. Joan would follow Olivia like a personal knight, but she wouldn't help others with their work. She would just stand by with her arms crossed and watch.

Joan might carry Olivia to bed when she's not feeling well, but she wouldn't fawn over her like Helena does for no reason.

However, Roland nodded his chin, and Joan knelt on the sofa with her bottom sticking out, laying out the bedding for Roland.

Joan didn't know why she was willing to serve Roland like this. She didn't think much about it and let everything take its course.

Throughout the entire process, she felt no dissatisfaction, until a lewd hand slowly reached towards the rounded curves of her back.

Joan turned around in surprise and saw Roland's serious expression. She thought Roland had accidentally touched her butt.

Immediately afterwards, Joan heard Roland say solemnly, "Joan, with such a big bottom, you should be able to give birth to a son."

These words were not only extremely abrupt, but also incredibly rude. Joan was completely dumbfounded.

So much so that after Joan got up, she picked at her ear and wondered if Roland had just spoken in Common Tongue.

"What did you just say?" Joan asked, her face full of confusion.

Roland's expression grew increasingly serious: "Joan, aren't we best brothers?"

Qiong asked, completely bewildered, "What do you want now?"

Roland said, "Help me have a son."

Joan: "Huh??"

Roland added, "A daughter will do too. Please, my good brother."

Roland's words made Joan's vision go black. She couldn't hold back and blurted out, "I thought you had nowhere else to sleep, so you were just trying to take advantage of your good brother?!"

Roland sighed and said, "I've been eyeing you for a while now. Every time I see you walking ahead, I can't help but glance at your thighs and butt. Come on, let me touch them. Otherwise, I'll have insomnia again tonight."

As Roland spoke, he reached out to touch her, but Joan slapped his hand away hard.

"Roland, what's gotten into you today?!" Before Joan could finish her sentence, Roland pulled her into his arms again.

"Let me go! What are you doing?!"

Roland stopped what he was doing, but didn't let go of Joan. He stared at the flustered Miss Joan in his arms and said with a puzzled look, "What's going on? I never said anything when you touched my butt before... cough, how about I make you pay for ten punches?"

Now Joan finally understood what was going on.

In the Land of the End, Joan flirted with Roland, disgusting him terribly—this is what Roland was referring to.

Looking back on those past events, Qiong felt ashamed, angry, and somewhat regretful.

Due to the Heracles curse of her family, Joan became involved in the events of the End of the World the day before her birthday.

At the time, Joan believed that she might only have one day left to live, so she lived that day as if it were her last.

On that day, she met a very special person. Perhaps because of Roland's identity as the King of the Styx, Joan inexplicably developed a great interest in him.

So, when Roland was outside the door, he glanced at Joan several times out of curiosity and aesthetic reasons.

Joan, driven by curiosity and aesthetics, glanced at Roland several times.

Fate arranged for two people who shouldn't have been transported together to land at the same location.

Subsequently, the two went through many hardships together.

In terms of fate, Roland was actually Joan's Grim Reaper.

But to Joan, Roland was like an archangel descended from heaven, sheltering her with his wings and blocking the arm of death.

In fact, Roland did just that.

The two people are naturally compatible with each other's aesthetic standards, and their hearts race when they look at each other!

After going through so much together, their feelings for each other naturally intensified rapidly.

Joan still remembers the scene of Roland carrying her all the way.

The Three Holy Servants, the Twilight Wizard, the Desert of Death, a Snowy Night
At that time, she thought her time was coming to an end, believing that even though Roland had saved her life, she might still die on her birthday.

So at that time she had lost hope for the future and lived that day as if it were her last.

She only met one person she liked in her entire life—before that, Joan, who had been raised as a boy since childhood, even thought that she actually liked women.

But after meeting Roland, Joan realized that she simply hadn't met the right person yet.

So many things made Joan convinced that this might be the person she was destined for. Therefore, she didn't want to have any regrets on the last day of her life.

She wanted to live her life to the fullest.

So, in that snow-covered cave, she mustered her courage and hugged Roland tightly from behind.
"If you don't hit me, then we can leave it at that," Roland said, looking at Joan with a half-smile. It seemed he was about to kiss her at any moment.

Joan felt inexplicably irritated. She said, "Roland, after that night, have you always thought of me as a very promiscuous woman?"

"You've never been a casual girl; it's me who's been too casual."

Roland didn't let go; instead, he held her even tighter. His expression gradually turned serious as he looked at Joan in his arms and said earnestly, "Joan, I am a coward."

Qiong: "?"

Roland said, "Joan is a girl who dares to love and hate. You are remarkable for having the courage to pursue the love in your heart regardless of the consequences."

But I backed down.

Because I'm worried I can't give you the future you want.

Even now, I'm not sure if I can give you a future. In fact, we might all be without a future. I don't know if I can give you a future.

Because I don't have that much ability, I'm just an ordinary person, an ordinary person with selfish motives.

But this time, I won't let go.

I'll give it a try.

Joan's body trembled slightly as she finally understood why Roland was acting so strangely today. Just like Joan had before, Roland was under immense pressure and his emotions were very abnormal.

He didn't know how much longer the future held, so he was extremely impatient, which led him to act out many of his dark thoughts in a very despicable way.

After a pause, Roland continued, "Just as I said, Joan, I was too casual—to be precise, I was too selfish and too impatient. So much so that I didn't care about your feelings."

But I don't want to care about your feelings right now.

Because I once let go, we ended up at different crossroads on the path of fate.

Now, I see you again. I must hold onto you tightly.

So no matter what you think today, whether you like it or not, I'm going to touch your butt and have your baby today!

Roland said this, but he was incredibly nervous inside.

If Joan showed even the slightest reluctance today, Roland would have no choice but to go back to sleep in the toilet, utterly humiliated. Not only would he be incredibly embarrassed, but he would also be mortified whenever he saw Joan in the future.

"Roland, I always thought you were a very gentlemanly knight with extremely high moral standards, but it was all a lie. You're just a scumbag!"

Joan called Roland a scumbag, yet she leaned softly against his chest, holding him tightly. (End of Chapter)