I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha

When he hadn't spoken to those ghoul ladies, they glared at him.

But when he said that, the maids all shuddered.

A thought flashed through his mind – a Stygian Edict!

Lost in thought, all the nun-like ladies struggled for a moment, then stood in a sorrowful row, as if unable to control themselves.

The red bride made of human skin gripped her long, sharp fingers, opened her wide mouth, and roared in place for a long while, seemingly fighting against the power of the edict.

After a few seconds, the red bride's body seemed to be out of her control, and she walked step by step to the very center of the ghost group.

The eight female ghosts stood in a row.

“Hahahaha!”

The young master was overjoyed, and his smug look made many of the maids look at him as if he were an idiot.

The maids whispered to each other, seemingly discussing what the young master wanted to do. After a moment, they all looked at him with the same expression as if he were trash.

Seeing the maids look at him like that, the young master couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

If they didn't know him, they should be very angry at his teasing. Why would they look at him like trash?

But the current situation was as if they all vaguely knew that the person in front of them was very familiar to them and knew that he had always harbored such thoughts.

It's just that this young master used to be a good-for-nothing, and everyone was too lazy to pay attention to him.

Now that he's been promoted, he's starting to throw his weight around. So everyone looked at this petty man's triumph and showed a look of contempt.

A guess vaguely appeared in the young master's heart – they know who I am, but they don't know who I am.

In a flash, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he understood everything.

“It's not that I have a problem. Everyone in this world has a problem!”

“They have amnesia!”

Just listen to what he said. It's as if he's the only one in the world who's okay?

Think about it, this logic is wrong. After all, the 'disaster' in Straw Town is a disaster that has not grown up well. The power is very weak, how could it have the power to influence the whole world.

But this guy's crazy talk is logical.

He said: “It's like the variable x in the code. It only takes a few letters to give it meaning, but it has associations with many functions in the code.”

“If you want to delete the value of this variable, it's very simple. Just change a few letters.

But once this x has a problem, all the functions will have a problem!

My name is this x. It is now 'empty'. So, everyone's memory of me has a problem!”

At this time, the young master suddenly noticed that many ghost ladies were looking at him with strange eyes, and showing a look of understanding.

A ghost lady suddenly slowly opened her mouth, and silently made a look of sudden realization. It was as if she was saying 'Ah, I remember who he is'.

Then she patted her forehead and showed a look that she couldn't remember anything.

It seems that due to the relationship between the young master and Heraka, the civil servant ladies have not completely forgotten him.

Many ghost ladies discussed the doubts in their hearts in silence, and the red bride lady showed a face full of gossip – she usually looks like she can't communicate, but now she is full of gossip.

Looking at the extremely agile and extremely human-like behavior of the ghost ladies, the young master showed a strange expression.

He thought to himself: 'Good, you guys! Usually in front of me, you all pretend to be deaf and dumb, making me think that you are just like this dull! As a result, when you are in private, you are all smarter than anyone else!'

Looking at their appearance, they must have gossiped and complained about their master a lot in private!

The young master didn't think about it either. Many Tier 0 ghosts occasionally produce a very spiritual, special ghost that is almost like a human being.

How could this group of ghost maids not even be comparable to a Tier 0 special ghost?

The ghost maids under his command are all Tier 2 and Tier 3 ghosts!

And they are the kind of elites who are often fed soul tears.

If it is the kind of guy whose head is confused by resentment, it may be difficult to communicate. But the ghosts around him are all in the public sector and have established positions. No matter what kind of ferocity they have, their minds are clear!

If their brains don't work well and they don't have any spirituality, how can they learn magic?

So, they have always been fooling the master.

The ghost ladies' gossip has already gone off topic, but it seems that they should have linked the things that the former master did with the current master's behavior.

So when they were gossiping, their faces were very contemptuous.

Seeing his maids dare to despise him, the young master's anger rose from his heart, and evil grew from his courage.

He took out his magic wand, used a chicken feather as an arrow, pointed at the maids and said: “Shut up, all of you lift up your skirts!”

The maids were stunned.

After a moment, they showed a look of sudden realization. They nodded, looked at the young master, and then a strange emotion appeared in their eyes – as if they were saying 'You are indeed trash!'

In this kind of trash-like gaze, the maids slowly lifted their skirts. The red bride even coquettishly stretched out her white thighs from under her skirt, her eyes full of disdainful provocation.

The young master was stunned in place. His first thought was 'The clothes on my maids are indeed not grown together with flesh and blood. They are not the kind of monsters whose bodies and leather clothes are grown together!'

The second thought was, are there any underwear?

The maids seemed to feel the young master's thoughts, and the look in their eyes became even more contemptuous. They raised their heads and arrogantly lifted their skirts higher and higher.

The young master widened his eyes, and his whole body straightened up.

Those clean white legs, as clear as humans. These are not 8 ghosts, these are 8 living people, eight Xiao Qians!

Just when he was about to know the answer to 'underwear' and complete his scientific research purpose. He felt a very familiar magic wave coming from the crystal ball in his arms.

The young master was so frightened that he immediately waved his hand and told the maids to leave quickly.

The maids spat in this direction with disdain, and then went to work.

The young master secretly sweated. His ghost maids are obviously not the kind of dull fools who won't tell tales.

If they are unhappy one day, and tell the lady about the master's usual bad behavior. The young master will not be able to bear it.

He tidied up the clothes on his body, came to a collapsed wall, and then took out the crystal ball.

Sure enough, the magic mark on the crystal ball was Catherine's.

In a flash, the young master remembered something.

How could she have her own magic mark?!

My identity has disappeared, and the magic mark should have a problem as well.

Even if the magic mark does not disappear, it will lose its 'anchor'!

So, how did she contact me?

The young master suddenly became excited.

Could it be that Catherine still remembers herself? Her own name?!

He hurriedly waved his magic wand and lit up the crystal ball. Then, Catherine's familiar face appeared in the crystal ball.

She looks like she just woke up.

The current time is about 10 pm, just finished the initial sleep. According to her life rules, she will immediately start working, reading, and then meditate at 2 o'clock, and meditate until the sun rises.

Recently, the two have become more and more familiar with each other. Catherine just got up and didn't have time to tidy up, so she picked up the crystal ball to 'video call' her boyfriend.

After she saw the young master's face appear in the crystal ball, she yawned a little. Then, like an older sister, she said gently: “Um, that who, have you arrived?”

The young master couldn't hold back for a moment: “What who!”

Catherine's face was a little embarrassed.

The young master said eagerly: “Think about it carefully, what should you call me?”

Catherine coughed, covered up her embarrassed expression, and said somewhat guiltily: “Okay, my lord, didn't you say that you would contact me after you arrived?”

Speaking of which, she suddenly showed a suspicious look and said: “You should have arrived in the afternoon, right? What are you busy with?”

The young master has done a lot of guilty things today.

Whether it is messing up the seal or teasing the maids, he can't stand being asked!

He has to ask his name before he can hide it from her.

Seeing Roland not speaking for a long time, Catherine's eyes narrowed slightly: “Say it, my lord, what have you been doing all afternoon?”

The young master turned the tables.

He frowned and said: “Catherine, don't you usually call me by my name directly? Why did you suddenly call me my lord today?”

Catherine: “…”

The young master showed a suspicious look and said: “Catherine, you don't even remember my name, do you?”

Catherine's face was obviously flustered, but she was forcibly arguing in her mouth: “Cough, how is that possible. What nonsense are you talking about.”

The young master nodded and said: “What's my name?”

Catherine: “…”

At this time, a ghost maid saw that the master was still standing, so she sent a chair that had just been repaired.

The young master sat on the chair and showed Catherine a look of 'You say, I'm listening to how you quibble'.

Catherine's face became even more flustered, and she seemed to be secretly checking the young master's spiritual mark.

Little Lord Fire Avenue: "You don't remember my birthday, fine, but how could you forget my name?!"

Catherine hurriedly explained, "I just woke up! Who said I don't remember your birthday? Your birthday is June 7th!"

Little Lord quickly memorized the date secretly. Then, with an unchanged expression, he continued to look at Catherine, his eyes seemingly saying—keep talking.

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Catherine thought hard for a while, then covered her forehead: "Damn it, it must be that potion! How could this happen... I actually forgot my fiancé's name."

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Little Lord's face turned extremely unsightly. He said, "Catherine, ah, Catherine. You're really something."

Little Lord's current terrible mood was definitely not an act.

He originally thought that if Catherine could contact him, she would know his name.

But now, even that last chance was gone.

Faced with Little Lord's 'checkmate,' Catherine was extremely ashamed, and she rarely showed a pleading expression: "I'm sorry, Master. I was wrong."

Little Lord waved his hand, feeling exhausted. He was in no mood to chat with her anymore.

Just then, he saw Catherine in the crystal ball suddenly slap her forehead, revealing a look of realization.

Then, Catherine carefully coaxed Roland: "I was wrong, my dear Lord Roland, don't be angry. I just woke up, and my brain didn't work for a moment."

"Have some potion, Senior."

Roland shook his head. He picked up the small black cloth, preparing to close the communication.

Roland finally said, "Don't guess my name randomly. Let's talk again when you remember."

Catherine: "???"

After putting away the crystal ball, Roland hurriedly began to rummage through books.

"It's over, it's over. I won't be able to hide this for long. In a while, Senior will check things and discover that my name has disappeared! When she finds out what I've done and that I'm playing with her, she'll definitely kill me!"

"Who am I?!"

"What am I called?!"

Roland now found two key pieces of information.

One was his birth date, 'June 7th'—this date was definitely correct because Senior deduced it through a magical mark!

The other key piece of information was 'Roland.'

Roland didn't know what his name was, but he was very sure that he was definitely not called Roland.

But since Senior could think that he was called 'Roland,' then this name must have a great connection to him.

He spent a whole seven or eight days flipping through books. During that time, Senior contacted him with the crystal ball countless times, but he didn't dare to answer.

Later, Senior seemed to get angry and stopped contacting Roland.

So Roland tried to contact others with the crystal ball—Lilith, Kayla, Helena, Wallace, Charlie... Everyone looked bewildered after connecting to the crystal ball.

The first question everyone asked was mostly the same: Who are you? How do you have my magical mark?

Roland was completely unwell.

In these seven or eight days, he searched through all kinds of books.

No clue.

However, he did find a temporary solution—to rename himself.

For example, use a 'former name' to rename himself!

This way, most people would be able to remember who he was.

But what names had he had?

Roland couldn't quite remember for a moment.

Time was tight, he had to find a name that could connect with him, otherwise he would be completely forgotten.

Finally, one day while flipping through books randomly, he found a name in a book called 'A Brief Discussion on Mental Magic.'

This was the first book Senior gave him. It had a line written on it: 'June 8th of a certain year, given to Roland. ???'

Roland suddenly froze in place.

His birthday was June 7th.

Senior gave him this book on June 8th and wrote the name 'Roland.'

That's right, Roland, this was his name after he transmigrated!

It was the name of his predecessor, the name of this body!

Using this name could connect him to his past!

No wonder Senior could remember him!

She was the first person he met after transmigrating. To her, '???' and Roland were the same person!

Roland breathed a sigh of relief: "Then, from today on, I will be called Roland."

"As for my memories before transmigration, along with the name I had before transmigration, I've thrown them into the mirror in Straw Town."

"If I can't find the past, then I can't find it."

"Anyway, I've always been living in this world with the identity of 'Roland.'"

Wasn't this guy's name before transmigration also Roland? But he forgot.

He didn't even remember the sentence he said when he first transmigrated—My name is Roland, and I'm also called Roland. We even look exactly the same!

No wonder, Roland has only recovered half of his name, it's incomplete. The other half of him was thrown into Straw Town. Before he retrieves that half of his name, his memory will also be incomplete.

In any case, after he started using the name 'Roland,' Roland found that the 'names' on all his books had returned.

On Aleiya's notes, there was also such a passage.

[—Name is just a title, butterflies have countless names.]

[Yesterday, the butterfly forgot its name. Today, the butterfly thinks it's called Roland.]

Butterfly?

What butterfly?

Who is the butterfly?

Roland frowned, thinking for a long time but couldn't figure it out.

He forgot.

(PS: After changing it back and forth, it's still too crazy. But the plot has to be laid out step by step, there's no way to spoil it now.

It's okay, when the more interesting plot comes out tomorrow, everyone will have an epiphany and gain some understanding.

Dear lords, if you have recommendation tickets and monthly tickets, please give them to the little one.)