I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Chapter 97: Use this to get a tattoo!

After a quick wash, Roland went to the cafeteria.

While looking for a table, Roland saw Helena and simply sat next to her.

The girl's eyes are red. I wonder if she had a bad dream last night and didn't sleep well. She seemed to have cried in the morning.

After seeing Roland, the junior girl actually threw a tantrum for no reason and said that senior Roland was a bad person.

Roland was completely confused by what his schoolmate said.

There was only one class in the afternoon, Divination. Roland benefited greatly from it and felt it was necessary to learn more.

It was just after three o'clock after class.

Helena was pouting at Roland during lunch, but after the afternoon classes, she was all smiles again.

After hearing Roland say he was going to the library again, she wanted him to pick her up from the lab that night: "Senior Roland, can we go together tonight? Miss Yingtao is on a business trip, but the potions in her lab are about to bear fruit in the next two days. I have to help her watch over the lab today, but I'm a little scared to go alone at night - I'll treat you to a midnight snack."

Those magic potion plants will bloom and bear fruit between 8 and 9 p.m. If they don't bloom today, they will bloom tomorrow.

So Helena has to be on duty in the laboratory these days.

The library was relatively close to the laboratory, but they lived in different places. However, Helena forced herself to go smoothly and begged Roland to go with her.

Roland agreed.

"It's only a little after three o'clock. Let's go to the library and read a book before having dinner."

Roland was so fascinated by the documents in the library that it felt like only two hours had passed. He was hungry and was about to go eat, but when he looked up, he saw that it was almost ten o'clock.

"Oops! I stood them up!"

Roland quickly packed up his things and went to the laboratory.

Helena was reading in the laboratory lounge. Judging from the newly changed bedding on the bed in the lounge, Helena seemed to be planning to spend the night here.

She was very happy to see Roland and quickly packed up her things. "That's great, Senior Roland. I thought you would be working until after midnight again."

Roland breathed a sigh of relief. He thought to himself, "It turns out girls don't necessarily get angry when you're late."

The castle of the Magic Academy was already large, but recently, there were few people around at night, and the night watchmen only patrolled every four hours, so it seemed particularly empty. As the two walked, they could hear distant echoes.

"These paintings are so annoying. Sometimes they scare people when they walk at night," Helena said, pointing to some murals they passed by.

The figure in the mural moved and made a face.

At this moment, Roland's ears suddenly moved and he looked towards the dim end of the corridor.

Soon, two black-robed figures emerged from the front. Their hoods were enchanted, obscuring their faces. They were both low-level apprentices, but their steps were light and graceful, likely mid-level magical assassins. Their magical energy was also extremely concentrated, suggesting one of them was close to advancing.

Roland's heart skipped a beat. He looked behind him and saw two people.

Two people in a group, one for close combat and the other for long-range assistance, they are veterans!

At this time, Helena also saw these people, and she touched her bracelet nervously.

When the four appeared, without saying a word, two of them gathered their wands, two of them drew their magic daggers, and rushed over directly. Their movements were very neat, and at first glance, they were old apprentices who often fought.

At this moment, a strange puppet suddenly appeared in the corridor. It stood there quietly, with an extremely elegant posture, as if this was its stage!
The four people were stunned when they saw the puppet, and then in the blink of an eye, the puppet inexplicably changed its position!
The group of people suddenly felt their scalps tingling, their eyes went dark, and they almost fell to the ground.

The two men holding wands turned around and ran away without saying a word, while the two men who were originally rushing towards Roland turned around and jumped out of the corridor window.

"Run away! The ballet ghost is out again!" the two people who escaped from the window shouted, as if someone was lying in ambush downstairs.

The four people came quickly and left even faster. The puppet had just made a ballet start when they disappeared.

Roland secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked at the dancing puppet in front of him.

"My puppet's attack power is now 0, but its deterrent power is MAX. All my efforts paid off." It turned out that this puppet was the one Roland had made yesterday. He had just realized that things were not going well and secretly released it to attract attention. However, he didn't expect the puppet's deterrent power to be so great that it scared the group away directly.

Coming to his senses, Roland tried to make the puppet invisible, but he discovered a strange creature on top of the puppet's head.

The creature looked like a giant octopus or a large starfish. It was very large, with its trunk and tentacles covered with densely packed eyes.

It quietly hung upside down on the ceiling, waving its tentacles and staring at the puppet.

This creature has very strong mental power, but it seems to have no other abilities and can only stare at people.

The ghost puppet is in its solidity, without any interference, and can move at any time.

"Senior Roland, don't look into its eyes, or you'll faint. That's my 'magic eye'. Let's go quickly, it can calm the ballet ghost!" Helena said, sweating profusely, pulling Roland.

Roland asked in silence, "Can this thing deal with the ballet ghost?"

Helena swallowed her saliva and said, "It's to comfort us. It's the best audience. Once it sees the ballet ghost, it will just dance in front of it and won't come to catch us, but the probability is not 100%. My father said that whether the ballet ghost moves doesn't depend on the number of audiences, but on its mood that day."

As Helena spoke, she saw the demon statue fly up like a ghost and land beside Roland. Roland then took it into his dimensional bag.

Helena: “???”

Roland confessed, "Remember the Black Cube Defense classroom?"

Helena suddenly remembered: "You stole the puppet there and made a fake ballet ghost?"

"Yes, they are too similar. It would be a waste not to make them into puppets."

Seeing Roland nod, Helena's eyes lit up. "Senior, you're so cunning! This is so useful for scaring people. Can you make one for me too? I want to give my gambling-addicted brother a surprise!"

Roland thought for a moment, then looked intently at the Magic Eye on the ceiling. "That's fine, of course. Let's go back to the lab and study it."

Helena had the same idea. The dormitory was a bit far from here, and although she knew those guys might come back, it would be better to stay in the lab for one night.

Roland pulled Helena towards the laboratory, thinking to himself, "My puppet is made of necromancy. I can't make a similar one for Helena, but I can steal another one and spend some money to have someone else make one for her."
"I need to exchange the Magic Eye with Helena. This thing can make Miss Leona (Ballet Ghost) lie there obediently so that I can tattoo her!"

Soon, the two returned to the lounge in the laboratory.

After entering the room, Helena sat on the bed, her face inexplicably red. She didn't dare to look at Senior Roland.

Roland asked Helena about the magic eye. Helena quickly ran to Professor Yingtao's office in the laboratory and brought back a pile of books.

"Miss Yingtao has all the books here. Can we take a look together?"

Roland's eyes lit up, but he hesitated slightly and said, "Can I flip through your mentor's book?"

Helena looked at Roland speechlessly. "Senior Roland, it's okay if you don't come on duty normally, but you can't forget that Miss Yingtao is your mentor!"

Roland was stunned and felt a little embarrassed.

Yesterday, I was caught by Miss Yingtao in her office and had some fun with her, but today I forgot that she was my mentor.

However, Yingtao also forgot that she was her student.

It's no wonder they both forgot that compared to mentorship, the relationship between him and Miss Yingtao was more like a transaction and cooperation. Meanwhile, the relationship between Roland and his senior was more like mentor and student.

Roland thought to himself, "Senior should be back soon."

Helena angrily slammed the document on the table in front of Roland. "Hmph! You don't even remember your instructor. As a punishment, you'll be on duty here with me tonight!"

Roland nodded hurriedly and began to search for literature seriously.

Helena looked at Roland's sunny profile, slightly distracted.

(End of this chapter)