I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Chapter 58: Demon Sealing Array

Roland reads very late and is very focused.

By the time he had learned the 'Sealing Technique' from the book, there was already a pile of papers with mini magic circles drawn on them on the table.

"I managed to draw three."

He glanced at Alaye's notebook and found that his magic circle knowledge had improved a bit. He also gained a new skill.

Roland

[Realm: Low-level wizard apprentice (45.56%)]

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[Knowledge: Magic Circle. Apprentice Elementary (15%)]

[Array: Demon Sealing Array (6%), Tracking Technique (10%)]

"After my last in-depth exposure to the underworld, I became more mentally resilient and learned things faster."

The structure of this magic-sealing array is actually very complex, it is a multi-layered magic array.

If it can be drawn completely, then even without the Book of Demons, some demons can be imprisoned in place.

Roland only drew the first layer. The first layer's magic sealing array was very simple, but it could only be used in conjunction with the Demon Book. Its main purpose was to provide guidance for the Demon Book, so it was relatively simple.

But it is still ten times more complicated than tracking.

Roland felt that he couldn't yet mentally draw the Demon Sealing Formation. But if he carefully modified the drawing by referring to the Demon Book, it would be no problem.

He finally wrote and drew the magic circle on the straw paper, chanting the spell while he wrote and drew. It took him more than twenty minutes to revise and draw this simple magic circle.

"This is just a practice using straw paper. Drawing a real magic circle is much more complicated and will take longer."

Shaking his head, Roland felt somewhat uneasy. He thought to himself, "I feel inexplicably insecure. I need to find a servant as soon as possible, otherwise I won't even have anyone to protect me from the attacks. It would be best if I could find one tomorrow."

After collecting his things, Roland felt a little tired. He looked back and saw that the lights in Wallace and Natasha's room were off.

There was a ceramic carafe of wine on the table, as well as some snacks.

These were the dinner Natasha had placed here a few hours ago, but Roland, absorbed in his reading, hadn't noticed.

People here don't often drink hot water. The poor are wary of their meager firewood, and for the respectable, wine is water. Some of the more respectable nobles drink tea, but it's not the kind of tea Roland imagined.

After taking a few sips of wine, Roland frowned slightly: "It's a bit sour."

The Wallace family, no matter how poor they were, were still wizards. They were short of magic stones, but not silver coins. Therefore, this was a very good wine.

But Roland still felt that this wine was very ordinary. It can only be said that modern people all have aristocratic tongues.

In this era, people who grew up in ordinary families cannot develop the picky nature of modern people.

From a certain perspective, Roland is quite suitable to play the role of a noble.

After finishing his midnight snack, Roland thanked Natasha in his heart, took off his coat, put his wand under his pillow, and lay down on the sofa.

"I've been running all day today, so I don't have time to meditate tonight. Forget it, it won't improve much anyway."
Roland couldn't help but recall his experience in the fern forest.

The feeling of meditating after deeply contacting the underlying world is really good, and the excitement of life and death is unforgettable.

Roland was now like a veteran who had been bathed in blood on the battlefield. The war had left a deep shadow on him, making him long for peace. But the thrill of the battlefield was something he could never forget.

It was fine now, as he had just returned from the battlefield. But if every day continued to be this dull, Roland would definitely not be able to stay like this. This experience had greatly changed Roland, and his personality had also changed. He had become more cautious and more suspicious.

"Ballet ghosts, shepherd trees, and beautiful snake people also seem to be from the lower world. If I can come into contact with them frequently, my meditation efficiency will increase."
Roland shook his head vigorously and discarded this bold and suicidal idea.

"Sleep well, sleep well, you won't go to school tomorrow with dark circles under your eyes."

Roland fell asleep quickly.

After an unknown amount of time, Roland was awakened by a slight noise.

Ever since the trip to the ruins, Roland's alertness had been pushed to its limit. Even when he did fall asleep, his sleep was very light, and he was easily awakened by any noise.

So the slight sound of Natasha's door opening woke Roland up.

"Is it Natasha? What is she doing out here so quietly?"

Roland did not open his eyes immediately. He quietly grabbed the wand under the pillow and sensed Natasha's every move.

The blanket was quietly lifted from his body, and Roland revealed an extremely strange expression.

"I'm sorry, my little cake, I'm really hungry, and you are my cup of tea. You will have a very pleasant dream."

Roland narrowed his eyes quietly, then suddenly realized something. He yawned deliberately and turned over.

A moment later, a hand reached out quietly and tried to move Roland's body again, causing him to feel confused.

'I'm in her recipe book!'

Roland's mind raced, and he muttered in his sleep, "Brother Wallace, Natasha and I didn't have any sexual relations. Don't kill me."

After a moment, he heard a mutter: "Damn, why is my charm not working?"

There was a sound of Natasha's door closing.

Roland breathed a sigh of relief: "What happened today is really outrageous!"

"If Wallace and my brother-in-law knew about this, they would kill me!"

Roland discovered something.

I seem to be immune to mind control such as charm!
In addition, for humans, this kind of thing is a physiological need, but for succubus, this kind of thing is a survival need!
They have no morals or loyalty at all, humans are their food!
"I can't find a succubus maid! I'm too young to resist temptation and I can't control myself!"
Roland was sixteen years old, at the peak of his youthful invincibility. Coupled with years of martial arts training, his body was exceptionally strong. Consequently, he was a powder keg, ready to explode at any moment.

So when faced with temptation, he really had no confidence that he could resist.

"If I indulge in lust and mess around with demons all day, and neglect my studies, not to mention whether my senior will castrate me, my future as a wizard will be difficult!"
Roland is a man and he needs a woman, but he doesn't want this kind of thing to delay his cultivation in the future.

But as a wizard, he needs servants, companions and guards, and loyal servants.

But Roland had to be more cautious in selecting personnel.

"Black Abyss Academy is not a safe place. I need a helper."

"If I choose to live alone outside, I will also face harassment from monsters and other wizard apprentices, otherwise I will not be able to practice in peace. I need to find a thug as soon as possible."
Roland wanted to find someone who could fight, was loyal, and preferably had some talent and knowledge of art.

Well, also, you have to keep your mouth shut and not reveal your secrets.

"Ask Wallace tomorrow. I'm in a hurry. I'd better find it tomorrow."

　Chapter 2 will be posted tomorrow at noon.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)