I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Chapter 93 Yingtao Mentor
The food in the college cafeteria is better than what Baron Hall usually serves when he entertains guests.

Compared to a dining hall, it was more like a banquet for the nobility. The long, wide table was made of fine mahogany, and there were luxurious chandeliers, silver candlesticks, and a dazzling array of porcelain.

The oil paintings on the walls were magnificent masterpieces about the wizarding history, and the colorful glazed tiles on the huge windows looked like inlaid gems.

Entrance to the cafeteria required a ticket, which made Roland, who was planning to feast on Helena, a little disappointed.

However, Roland felt that the food in the cafeteria was a bit expensive. If he ate there every day, the food expenses for a month would be nearly one magic stone.

"Who wants to eat in the cafeteria? Many people live in wizard settlements outside and usually find their own food." Helena pouted and counted her remaining receipts. She was very reluctant to treat Roland to a meal.

"Wizard settlement?" Roland felt a little curious.

"Well, it's a border area mixed with the secular world, and wild wizards often move around there. It's a bit far from the academy, though, and they have to travel all day and night to attend classes, and they have to bring a lot of dry food. But the cost of living there is not much, so wizards who are not of noble birth will live there." Helena stuffed something into her mouth with a spoon.

Roland tore off a piece of chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth, then looked around.

The huge long table wasn't completely full, but there were still quite a few people. The vast majority were wizards from the White School. These people weren't mixed-blood, and most came from aristocratic families.

Helena told Roland that the apprentices living in the wizard settlement outside could not catch up with every class. They had to spend most of their time every month running around to make a living.

The cultivation resources for these people are often very scarce. If they can complete their studies in seven or eight years and advance to the level of an intermediate apprentice, they are considered excellent.

If one can become an advanced apprentice and study in the mentor's laboratory for a few more years, then in terms of knowledge, he will be a very good wizard.

However, not many people can be promoted to advanced apprentices, and if one cannot be promoted to a formal wizard at the age of forty, the hope of being promoted to a wizard in this lifetime will be very slim.

Many wizards didn't expect to become full-fledged wizards after they enrolled. As long as they could become mid-level or advanced apprentices, they wouldn't have to worry about their lives.

Helena said, "However, if you have connections, then after you advance to a mid-level apprentice, you can be assigned to garrison in a city outside the academy. The apprentices of the Black Abyss School consider this a good job, but those places are a bit chaotic and close to dangerous secret realms. People from all the major academies in the city are there, and the living conditions are similar to those in wizard settlements, and deaths are common."

She whispered to Roland, "One of my senior students told me that when she was there, she often came across corpses in the alleys. They were all rotten beyond recognition, and no one cared."

After the white wizards moved into the academy, the apprentices here became greenhouse flowers, and many of them had never even seen a corpse in their entire lives.

Roland's appetite was seven or eight times that of Helena, but they finished their meals at about the same speed.

When the two walked out of the cafeteria, Helena's eyes were smiling like crescent moons, and she felt that the extra money she spent today was not in vain.

The silver pocket watch definitely couldn't be repaired today, so Roland followed Helena to the afternoon class.

The huge lecture hall, somewhat reminiscent of a university classroom, was attended not only by this year's freshmen but also by many junior apprentices from the upper grades.

There are so many different types of wizard courses, and the knowledge is very profound. Many people are lucky enough to master two or three courses in a year.

Therefore, those who want to learn more often take introductory courses in other subjects in the second or third year after enrollment.

"Huh, it's those bad guys again. They come to attend classes with us again." Helena said, looking at a group of low-level apprentices aged seventeen or eighteen sitting at the back of the classroom.

The group of apprentices were chatting and laughing loudly in the back, and some of them were rolling cigarettes. Judging from the smell after they were lit, it seemed to be some kind of hallucinogenic herb.

Roland knew their identities without even looking at the emblems on their bodies.

90% of those who could pull off such absurd acts in class were White wizard apprentices. The remaining 10% were defectors from the Black Abyss. They believed themselves superior to the White nobles, believing they were merely dogs constantly being bullied.

Like Helena and the others, they were all transfer students who had just arrived from Baiqi Academy, but they were in their second or third year.

Back when they were at White Chess Academy, this group of people had always been fond of bullying the younger students. They were still the same after coming here. Since they had some connection to Red Skull, no one wanted to mess with them.

These guys obviously treated Black Abyss Academy as a playground like White Chess Academy.

Roland glanced at them and lost interest in paying any more attention.

Soon, the public course instructor arrived. She was a beastman. I didn't know her true age, but she looked only about 27 or 28. She was incredibly beautiful, or perhaps even charming, with a pair of captivating, watery eyes.

Roland has been enrolled for a month. Today is his first day attending public courses, and he has a lot of emotions in his heart.

The lady who was giving the lecture today was also very emotional. As Roland's mentor, this was her first time seeing her student.

Miss Yingtao is like a ball of fire. She has a very hot body and her beautiful long curly hair is like a red waterfall.

On top of her head, there is a pair of pointed, furry ears. Whenever someone stares at them with curiosity, they will move in annoyance.

However, what Roland was most curious about was Miss Yingtao's big red tail.

Did she have a hole at the back of that pure black witch robe with a big slit?

When Miss Yingtao had to turn around and write something on the blackboard, Roland widened his eyes and carefully studied his mentor's tail.

"Huh? The instructor's tail is out of shape?!" Roland was horrified.

There was no hole on the butt of the mentor witch's robe, and her tail swung freely behind the hem of her skirt as if it could pass through walls.

"Oh, so it was a magic trick!" Roland suddenly realized.

At this moment, a pair of murderous eyes fell on Roland's forehead. Roland's heart sank, and he found that Miss Yingtao was squinting her eyes and looking at him.

Roland broke out in a cold sweat and quickly lowered his head to pretend to read.

This kid was quite bold. He was the only one in the entire lecture hall who dared to stare at the instructor's butt like that. It would be strange if he didn't get punished.

"Stand up and answer the question I just asked." Teacher Yingtao put one hand on her waist and walked up with a cat-like gait.

Roland's heart skipped a beat. It was over. He had just been distracted.

At this time, Helena quietly pushed the notebook in front of Roland, and Roland got away with it.

Yingtao glared at Helena, then said to Roland, "Come to my office after class."

Then, Miss Yingtao went back to the podium, twisting her waist and wagging her tail. Roland breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's continue with the story of the Philosopher's Stone. In 762 AD, the world's first 'Sorcerer's Stone' was discovered. This magnificent alchemical artifact, combining seven elements, possesses boundless magical power."

"Seventy years later, the Sun King perfectly replicated the Philosopher's Stone. Since then, successive wizards of the Sun Dynasty have created new alchemical methods and produced Philosopher's Stones of varying qualities."

"Now, the Philosopher's Stone has become our universal currency. Although the Philosopher's Stone is rare, it is no longer the only alchemical wonder."

"So, magic crystal ore needs to undergo alchemical processing before it can become magic stone. And top-grade magic stone, superior magic stone, mid-grade magic stone, and even the inferior magic stone you commonly use can all be considered replicas of the Philosopher's Stone."

Miss Yingtao gave two classes today. The first was a history of wizards, which contained a lot of common sense. Roland benefited greatly from it.

The second class was a temporary added course about ballet ghosts.

More people came to this class.

Many people started discussing before class, saying that Miss Yingtao was the best ballet-controlling person in the entire academy, no doubt about it.

It is said that the first ballet ghost 0001 was Yingtao's grandfather, who was taken in together with the wizards of the Black Abyss Academy.

If you listen carefully to her lessons, dealing with the ballet ghost will not be a problem.

Most of those who came to attend the class halfway were from various clubs in the college. They were ready to go and were planning to do something big.

Roland listened attentively, but as he listened, a strange look appeared on his face.

What Miss Yingtao said contained a lot of misleading content that was difficult to detect.

If you haven't danced dozens of times with the ballet ghost, you will never hear these problems.

Anyone who does what she says will definitely fall into a trap.

After class, Yingtao was packing up teaching materials on the podium, and Roland came up to her respectfully.

Yingtao glanced at Roland, went out, turned left, and came to her office.

This official wizard has a deep background, her office is independent and even larger than Wallace's.

The layout of the room is very elegant. From some of the decorations, it can be seen that the owner of the office is a great wizard aristocrat who is very tasteful, picky, and knowledgeable.

Roland couldn't help but feel awe in his heart. He remembered that Miss Yingtao had an etiquette class. Following this teacher, he should be able to become an elegant aristocrat.

With a thud, a red high-heeled shoe was kicked to the ground and rolled to Roland's feet.

Roland raised his head dully and looked at his female mentor.

The female tutor sitting there didn't even look at him. She crossed her legs, picked up her slender women's pipe, and started to curse.

"Fuck, a bunch of little bastards, you haven't even grown all your hair yet, and you still want to take in a ballet ghost? Are you worthy? Go to hell, you sons of bitches!"

Roland was stunned. Wasn't it said that Miss Cherry was a very kind and tolerant teacher who would even discuss with her students before getting food?
Why, why do you act like a gangster when you lose your temper?
Roland felt that he had been deceived by his mentor's self-introduction.

After a while of puffing out smoke, Miss Yingtao's complexion improved a lot. She looked at Roland with a smile and said, "My dear little grape, the instructor has something to ask of you. Can you help me?"

Roland: "."

Yingtao took out an item and said, "A certain lady who doesn't want to talk to you recently said that you've been in trouble and someone is targeting you. This item can save your life. She didn't want anyone to know that this item was given by her. So she didn't give it to Wallace.

So, I'll pass it on to you.

Also, there is one more thing I need you to tell the person who wants to kill you - her previous tantrum is useless! Follow the advice we gave her (whispering to each other)"

ten minutes later
Office door.

"Miss Yingtao, don't worry, everything will be fine."

"Excellent! I like you, a quick and decisive little rascal. You're better than any of my students!"

"Teacher, I am also your student."

Ying Tao slapped her forehead and said angrily, "Come to class these few days!"

After the conversation, Roland respectfully closed the office door.

Standing in the corridor, Roland had a strange look on his face.

He had an extra thing in his pocket belonging to Catherine, which he asked Roland to pass on to some devil who liked to do evil things.

This demon is the demon Lilith.

Catherine and Yingtao believed that Lilith would definitely look for Roland again, so they asked Roland to put the things in his bag.

This item would be very useful to Lilith. If Roland was really caught by Lilith, Roland could give this item to Lilith, and Lilith might spare Roland's life.

"Senior, I have to take care of the forest patrol thing that's actually quite interesting."

Shaking his head, Roland headed towards the library.

"Today I have to study the magic that Bernard (Black Bone) gave me. My silver pocket watch can't be repaired today, so I don't have to go back tonight. It costs money to go back and forth."
Miss Yingtao gave Roland some good things and made some promises, but she didn't give him the magic stone.

So the amount in Roland's pocket is now 0.

"There are many places in the academy where dark arts are practiced secretly. Wallace told me about it, but I don't want to sleep in such disgusting places."
'Where are we going to stay tonight?'

Roland was a little overwhelmed.

(End of this chapter)