I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Chapter 72 Dancing Maid (More Updates Requested)

Bernard was delighted, as if what he was really interested in was not the corpse of the mutated giant, but the giant after it turned into a wooden sculpture.

He looked at Roland: "What's your name?"

Roland bowed and said, "Roland, sir, my name is Roland."

Bernard nodded and said, "Well, kid, you have a big problem in dealing with people. The Alexandra family's brats are all arrogant and arrogant, and they don't care about their own lives. But you are too discerning and too humble!

If someone saw you, they'd mistake you for an imposter and drag you into the woods for interrogation. You're lucky you met me and asked a few more questions. Otherwise, if you'd met someone else, and they'd searched your soul, it would have been useless even if they'd found out who you were. You'd already be dead. They'd grind your body to dust, dump it in the sewer, and pretend nothing happened.

Roland was stunned.

He never expected that he would almost lose his life just because he didn't pretend to be cool!
So, if I don’t act cool in this demon sect, I will die, right?

But if you pretend to be cool, won’t you die faster?

At this time, a team of night watchmen passed by with torches. When they saw someone here, they walked towards this side.

"Stand there, don't move! Raise your hands!" said the night watchman holding a torch.

Roland frowned, glanced at them, and said coldly, "Get lost! You clueless bugs!"

The Night's Watchmen were furious, but when they saw the family emblem on Roland and Professor Bernard smiling beside him, they swallowed their anger as if they had eaten a fly and left with a bow.

Roland sighed secretly.

Bernard said with a smile: "Yes, yes, the young man is teachable. But you called him wrong just now. The Night's Watchmen are 'dogs', and the apprentices are the bugs - including the instructors are also lackeys. Only formal wizards are considered human beings. Do you understand?"

Roland nodded and said, "I understand, Professor."

Bernard nodded with satisfaction and left with Roland.

Roland thought to himself, "If I continue to attract attention like this, I wonder how many people will hate me."
Bernard took Roland to a large wooden house. In the center of the house was a large fire pit, surrounded by many animal skins, sleeping blankets, and hammocks. It reminded Roland of the adventurer's inn in Valeria.

No one has lived here for several months, and there is a lot of dust in the house.

Bernard told Roland that every year at the beginning of the school year, some people who had not received an invitation would go to great lengths to find this place. These people usually came from secular families, or from some wizarding families that had fallen on hard times and had already entered the secular world.

Essentially, these types of people were Muggles. They had learned about the existence of the wizarding world through various opportunities. Those who could find this place and walk up the mountain would be given a chance by the academy.

This big wooden house is specially designed to house this kind of people.

A quick glance reveals that there are dozens of Muggles coming to the college every year.

These people often have average talents, but they have a tenacious desire for knowledge, so most of them can eventually stay.

Even if some of them fail the magic test, the academy will still give them a odd job so that they have the opportunity to gain knowledge.

Bernard sneered, "Those hypocritical white wizards always say 'the meaning of knowledge lies in inheritance,' but they actually believe in the theory of bloodline. Descendants of wizards with even the slightest bit of mixed bloodline will be treated with indifference and discrimination, and may even be unable to come into contact with real magic in their entire lives. But we are not bound by rules. As long as they can pay the price, let alone a Muggle, even a squirrel with a thirst for knowledge, we will open the door to knowledge to them!"

Roland was a Muggle, and he felt deeply touched by Bernard's words.

Bernard said, "You'll stay here tonight. There are other temporary dormitories within the academy, but this is the safest. That idiot Nadine has already notified the administration, and someone will be here tomorrow to arrange for your admission."

After a pause, he added, "If you don't want to live with the 'bugs' (apprentices), you can find Wallace. That old fellow can't do anything else, but he can still help you arrange this kind of thing. There are many empty rooms in the academy. As long as you have the courage, there are plenty of places to live."

Bernard told Roland that he would report the troll mission to the academy, and the mission bounty would be distributed by the logistics department. He also told him that he had already completed the trial outside of school, so he didn't need to do any more.

"Do your best to survive here. I'm rooting for you. New blood, please don't let me see you in front of the corpse collector one day, hehe."

Bernard gave some instructions and left.

It was cold on the mountain, but the house was dry. Roland was in very good health and didn't feel the cold, so he didn't bother to light the fire pit.

He cleared a place next to the fire pit, sat on the animal skin on the ground, and flipped through the Book of Demons for a while.

"Oh, my head is heavy."

"We must think of a way to solve this big problem tomorrow."

I wanted to use the Book of Demons to recruit a reliable servant.

The result was a dancing female ghost!
'No, I have to find a way to turn it into a dancing maid or I'll die!'

Roland finally understood that once the ballet ghost came out, it would catch him everywhere.

Between him and the ballet ghost, one of them must be convinced!
He had no idea what to do with this matter for the time being, so he could only put the book away and meditate. This time, the effect of meditation was far less than before, but it was still five or six times more efficient than his usual meditation.

Roland thought to himself, "It's a pity that I only have one mermaid fruit left, otherwise the meditation effect would be even better. Wallace will start work tomorrow, and I need him to help me arrange a separate dormitory to grow herbs and make potions."
"It is indeed necessary to find a secluded place to live. Otherwise, if the contents of the book are leaked, people like Bernard will definitely put me on the experimental table!"

Slowly, Roland cast aside all distracting thoughts and entered into meditation.

A few hours later, there was a loud sound of footsteps outside the door.

"Kids, there are other temporary dormitories in the academy, but this is safer. Wait a moment, the room seems a bit dirty. I wonder if Carol hasn't brought Roland here yet."

At Professor Nadine's voice, the door opened.

Roland stood up and saluted Professor Nadine, who nodded in response, thinking that Carol had brought Roland here.

He strode into the big house, lit the fire pit with a spell, and cleared the dust from the house with a spell.

"Carol is such a slacker. Why didn't she clean up? It's so dirty. The kids will get sick if they stay here overnight."

Carol is Professor Nadine's instructor/assistant, and he thought Roland was sent here by Carol.

As Professor Nadine was waving her wand to clean the room, four dejected little guys came in one after another. Judging from their pupils, they seemed to be still in fear.

They have not yet recovered from the incident of the ballet ghost. From their perspective, the ballet ghost incident happened just a few minutes ago. One second ago, the ghost was still on their face, and in the blink of an eye, they were next to Professor Nadine.

They are now on high alert, worried that a puppet will suddenly appear in front of them in the blink of an eye.

It wasn't until they met Roland that they finally settled down.

When everyone saw Roland standing next to the fire pit, they all looked surprised and gathered around.

"Senior Roland~~Wuwuwu." Helena threw herself into Roland's arms.

Senior Roland said he would get everyone out safely, and he did it.

Nadine said, "You are all good children. Rest well here tonight. Don't worry, everything will be fine. The old school workers abide by the regulations of the old academy. No mysterious things will come to this place."

Nadine still had to be on duty tonight, and there were many unfortunate little puppets waiting for him to break the spell. After comforting everyone, he left.

After the professor left, Helena and the other three looked at Roland pitifully: "Senior, that puppet won't come looking for us again, right?"

"No." Roland took out the books he bought during the day, intending to study them and learn some daily spells.

After flipping through the book for a while, he noticed that several people were still staring at him eagerly. Roland couldn't help but shake his head and sigh: "After all, they are all fourteen or fifteen years old. In comparison, the psychological quality of the Black Abyss apprentice seems to be better."
The blond and red-haired freshmen had experienced so many SAN-lowing incidents in the yellow-brown fern forest, but they followed Catherine all the way deep into the ruins without being frightened by what had happened before.

Even after witnessing the crucifixion statue and learning about the evil god, they still maintained high morale when they entered the underground palace.

Although these two Black Abyss apprentices were fools, they had strong mental qualities. Before their death, they were filled with interests, not fear.

To appease everyone, Roland coaxed them: "So this is the logic. It won't chase us. Okay, everyone, go to bed early."

After hearing this, everyone's expressions brightened considerably. Adam and the other boys warmed themselves by the fire for a while before each choosing a place to rest. However, no one wanted to move to other rooms, and they all chose to stay with Roland in the main hall.

It seemed that Roland gave them a great sense of security.

Helena lingered near the fire pit for a while, then turned back to Roland and said, "Senior Roland, can I sleep with you?"

Roland: “Ah?”

"No, no, no, I mean, I'll sleep here." Helena pointed to an animal skin rug next to Roland.

Roland laughed and said, "Don't worry and sleep well. Nothing will happen tonight."

"kindness!"

Junior Helena nodded, took out a pillow and blanket from her pocket, and lay down.

She looked at her senior's back as he slowly turned the pages of a book, gradually felt at ease, and slowly fell asleep.

Roland secretly touched the Demon Book in his arms and sighed in his heart: "Don't worry, it will come to me first when it appears. Sigh, how can I deal with this time bomb?"
Roland now only hopes that Miss Ballet Ghost can rest for two more days after being tired from dancing during the day.

　There are two more chapters at 11 o'clock, and the rest may be in the afternoon. I should update 3-5 today.

　　
　
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