I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha

“The Blood Warlocks have arrived.”

She brushed the leaves off Roland's body and smiled gently, “Roland, the elders of the Alexandra family have all been executed, and everything that needed to be explained has been.

But no one knows about this.

In fact, my sister would have been the most suitable person for this mission.

After all, the acting head of the Alexandra family is the biggest Twilight spy.

But because she is not clean, the White Chess Council does not trust her.

Therefore, I came in her place.

The two of us look very alike, and the Blood Warlocks don't know many of the details, so... you understand?”

Roland 'suddenly' said, “Princess Katarina, if I'm not mistaken, my identity is 'Roland, Catherine's fiancé'?”

“Bingo.”

Katarina smiled more meaningfully, she said, “Haven’t you always wanted me to play your fiancée?”

Roland frowned and said, “Your Highness, the way you put it, since I’m here in person, I’m probably playing myself.

That shouldn't be hard to guess.

Or, you can give me some other identities, in fact, I think that would be more appropriate.”

Katarina directly took Roland's arm, intentionally or unintentionally pressing Roland's arm against her chest.

She said, “There’s nothing inappropriate, from now on, you should call me ‘Catherine’.”

Roland: “…”

Slowly withdrawing his arm, Roland looked at her seriously and said, “Your Highness, stop playing around, who exactly are you?”

“Who you think I am, that’s who I am~~”

She winked at Roland, but Roland felt a chill all over his body.

“Stop it, Your Highness, this matter must be clarified!”

She smiled sweetly, she said, “Why bother clarifying?

You've always liked my sister, right?

My sister is giving you a chance this time.

Just get along with me the way you usually get along with Catherine…

At a time like this, you have to act like it.”

The most poisonous heart is that of a woman!

Is this fishing enforcement on steroids?!

Are you trying to kill me?!

“Your Highness…”

“You can call me Catherine, Sister~ I like the sweet look you have when you call me Sister.”

Catherine's eyes were full of smiles, she asked, “Sister is very curious, how do you usually get along with Catherine… Do you also call her Sister?”

Roland covered his face with both hands.

A jade hand reached out and began to stroke Roland's thigh with a smile.

Roland stood up, took her hand away, and said solemnly: “Who exactly are you?”

Catherine asked in surprise: “Roland, what are you talking about?

I don’t understand what you mean?

Who am I, I was originally Catherine, wasn’t I?”

After a pause, her eyes gradually turned cold: “You wouldn’t even recognize your own woman, would you?”

At this moment, this woman seemed to have changed into a different person, her temperament completely different from just now.

Roland was not well at all.

He suddenly discovered something.

He had known Catherine for almost nine years, but he had never truly understood this woman.

They didn't have much contact.

Her magic was far beyond his imagination, her acting skills were terrifying.

Her schemes were much deeper than he imagined.

This woman who shared the same bed with him was a beast that ate people without spitting out bones.

After flipping through the Book of Aleya one last time, Roland looked at the soaring murderous aura value and confirmed that he had not guessed wrong.

Then, he took two puffs of smoke and flicked the cigarette butt accurately into the distant bonfire with his fingers.

——Roland's operation, how could it look like a person smoking for the second time?

If the person in front of him was Senior Sister, she would definitely have the same thought as Roland—she didn't understand Roland at all.

They didn't have much contact.

Judging from the number of times the two had met, it was like a boyfriend and girlfriend who had only known each other for a short time.

Their familiarity with each other was not even as good as Roland and ‘Katarina’!

After all, Roland and ‘Katarina’ had been in contact for two or three weeks, drinking and chatting every day.

Catherine slowly narrowed her eyes, revealing a cold and dangerous look.

Roland's eyes gradually became fiery, and he seemed to suddenly become excited.

Roland stood up and said, “Your Highness, if you insist on playing like this, then I will start overstepping next.

When that time comes, don't be angry, don't be a sore loser.”

Catherine also slowly stood up, she smiled and said: “How could I?

In fact, I am very curious, to what extent have you two gotten along, have you ever done that…”

Roland said seriously: “If I say that the rumors from the outside world are all fake, you definitely won’t believe it.”

Before he could finish speaking, Catherine's slender jade finger was placed on Roland's lips, she said: “Roland, your tone doesn’t sound like you’re talking to an intimate person~~”

Roland smiled hehe.

Poisonous woman!

I'll let you fish!

Don't you regret it!

Catherine slowly approached Roland, her lips almost touching Roland's chin: “Say it again, practice it well… Start with ‘Dear’.

Don't worry, I promise not to be angry.”

Before she could finish speaking, she felt a warm hand placed between her waist and hips, hugging her tightly.

Catherine: “?!”

Before she could say anything, Roland forcibly blocked her words behind him.

Catherine was dizzy with anger, but seeing that the people on the horizon were about to arrive.

She pushed Roland away, her eyes becoming more and more cold: “Do you usually do this directly in front of others?”

Roland said with a smile: “Of course not, she cares about face very much, not like you, a good sister who is so open—ah, this title, what a fresh feeling!

Good sister, in fact, I suggest you kiss me too.

Let's familiarize ourselves with this fresh feeling, lest others think we just met.”

[Senior Sister's murderous aura +++]

It seems that Roland is completely lying flat.

Afraid of a hair!

I plan to die in the Blood Citadel, and I am still afraid of you, a she-demon!

Since you want to play, then let's play!

There are eyeliners everywhere in this Blood Citadel, can you kill me in front of them?

Either don't die, or die to the death, right?

And since you plan to die hard on Senior Sister's body…

Then, shouldn't the matter of chopping trees also be done?

Just make it bigger and completely break the two fate lines of A and B!

[Strange way to die +1]

At this time, Catherine suddenly pushed Roland away and put on a poker face.

Roland knew that the Blood Warlocks should be arriving soon.

He also hurriedly took a step back and returned to his true 'son-in-law Roland'.

“By the way, what do I call ‘Elena’?” Roland asked.

Catherine raised her eyelids and said, “Don’t you know how to call her?”

Roland: “…”

Soon, a carriage fell from the sky.

The timing was just right, it was the 'time of twilight' as agreed, and the sun had already set behind the distant mountains.

Roland took a closer look and found that the carriage was pulled by four winged beasts that resembled horses.

The driver was a skinny coachman, just an apprentice, or a servant.

Catherine headed towards the carriage, and Roland followed.

Two Blood Warlocks, a man and a woman, came down from the carriage.

The man was at the peak of the first rank, and the woman was at the early stage of the first rank.

The two of them looked like siblings, and they were both extremely handsome.

They spoke elegantly and behaved appropriately, and their behavior was generous.

They didn't have any madness at all, making people wonder if they were wizards of the Twilight School.

Catherine had given Roland a lot of detailed information on the road.

After seeing the faces of these two people, he knew their identities.

The man was the eldest son of the Blood Count, and most of the affairs in the Blood Castle were arranged by him, so he was considered a 'little head'.

As for the woman, she was the 'eldest daughter of the Countess'.

Count Durand is a second-tier mid-level Blood Warlock.

As a Twilight Wizard, his reputation is actually not bad, and he is known for his good temper.

He has a wife, known as Countess Wendysha.

The title of Countess Wendysha is very strange, because of the name of Countess Wendysha.

Normally speaking, as the 'matriarch' of the Bloodline, she should be called 'Countess Durand', or use a title in the format of 'Torredo (the surname of the Bloodline) + Countess'.

But she seems to be very famous, so everyone specially separated her title from the Earl.

She is a second-tier early-stage Blood Warlock.

Her realm is not as high as the Earl, but Catherine specifically told Roland not to provoke the Countess, even if it meant making the Earl unhappy.

In addition, Countess Wendysha's younger brother is also a second-tier early-stage wizard.

One Blood Castle, three tower masters.

According to intelligence, these three second-tier wizards in the Blood Castle will have two people sleeping at the bottom of the Blood Castle every period of time, taking turns waking up.

“Sorry to keep you waiting, Earl Catherine, I didn’t expect you to come in person.”

The man smiled and introduced himself: “You can call me Roderick, this is my sister Delia.”

When Roderick made the introduction, Delia bowed slightly.

The two were very humble, but Catherine's attitude seemed a little presumptuous.

She did not respond to their etiquette, but just nodded perfunctorily a few times, and also introduced Roland and Elena's meaning.

Roderick didn't seem to mind Alexandra's behavior, as if he knew her well.

He merely glanced at the elf in the tree, seeming to find her more dangerous than the woman before him.

After all, this woman was flamboyant and ostentatious, a hothouse flower.

According to the intelligence, this woman had never truly fought anyone from apprentice to her current level, only periodically competing with the White Chess Wizards. Could that even be called competition?

This Alexandra had been raised like a delicate flower by the White Chess Wizards, completely spoiled.

And she herself was arrogant and conceited.

In contrast, no one would underestimate any elf.

She looked young, but in reality, she could be thousands of years old!

Moreover, according to the intelligence, she had fought on the airship, and her swordsmanship was terrifying, already at the level of a quasi-Sword Saint.

As everyone knew, High Elves were all master mages, all elementalists!

If she had trained her swordsmanship to such a degree, how strong would her magic be?

Roderick felt that the elf's magic was unfathomable, like stagnant water in a deep pool, making it impossible to see through.

Roderick was secretly wary of Elena and outwardly respectful to Catherine, but as for Roland, who stood respectfully behind Catherine, he didn't even spare him a glance.

Just a Rank 1 early-stage wizard, what could he possibly do?

Just a live-in son-in-law with no achievements on the battlefield, not even a true Black Abyss Wizard. His only value was to be a cage.

On the contrary, Delia looked at Roland several times, thinking to herself: 'What a great blood bag! Not only is his vitality so exuberant, but he's also so handsome!

His blood seems to be rich in fire and shadow elements. Matriarch has been craving this kind of blood recently. I didn't expect to find it here... Matriarch will love it!'

After some pleasantries, Roderick invited Catherine and Roland into the carriage.

The carriage wasn't small, but Elena was a bit too tall, and she didn't like being confined, so she sat with the coachman in the front.

Roland was the last to get into the carriage, sitting next to Catherine.

Catherine was discussing some matters with Roderick.

At this moment, the coachman closed the door, and Roland couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

The curtains inside the carriage were very thick, and it seemed that a magic spell had been cast inside. After the door was closed, it was pitch black, and nothing could be seen.

Roland reached out to pull the curtain, but a jade-like hand reached out from across and grabbed his finger.

Then, he felt a slight chill near his ear, as if a piece of jade was pressed against it.

He heard Delia whisper: "Our family is under a curse from the Goddess Heraca and cannot be exposed to the sun for long. Although it is dusk now, the carriage will be facing the dazzling sunlight after it flies into the sky, so please forgive us."

Roland suddenly realized that Catherine had taken the initiative to lead him to the carriage after it stopped, and the two siblings had been standing in the shadow of the carriage ever since they got out.

The angle at which the carriage was parked was also very particular, with the body of the carriage blocking the sunlight.

After a moment, Delia's pretty face seemed to be close again, and she whispered: "Sir, what should I call you?"

Catherine and Roderick were talking about things, and Roland didn't dare to disturb them loudly, so he leaned close to Delia's ear and said: "Roland."

"Roland? The 'Roland Vondraline Tortas Alexandra-Alleye?'"

Roland was slightly surprised, not expecting that his great name had spread to the Twilight Council, and he couldn't help but feel secretly pleased.

He didn't expect that he was now considered to have a small reputation!

He whispered: "That's me."

"The Baron Roland of Straw Town?"

"Exactly."

After saying that, Roland's heart sank.

That's not right. No Blood-drained Wizards have visited Straw Town in recent years, and Kayla's territory rarely has Blood-drained Wizards going there... How did my reputation spread here?

The reputation I've spread is probably not a good name, but a bad one.

Sure enough, Roland felt that Delia seemed to be silent for a moment, and a faint mental fluctuation quietly scanned Roland.

Roland cursed inwardly.

Unexpectedly, Delia became even more enthusiastic and began to talk to Roland about works of art and the Heraca Scripture.

And she said that her 'Matriarch (Countess)' had always been very interested in Mr. Roland's sculptures, paintings, and scripture works.

Roland was very surprised. He was very curious about how this Matriarch knew that he was good at these things.

Delia whispered: "Honorable Lord Roland, please forgive me, all of this comes from several prisoners from White Chess and Black Abyss. We accidentally discovered some of your works in their hands..."

"Although your works are very controversial in the major towers, a true artist can see the artistic value in them."

After listening, Roland was speechless.

At first, he thought that those few prisoners were acquaintances, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated. After all, he had only sent crystal balls to acquaintances.

After listening again, he found that this was not the case.

Roland's mentor once said to Roland:

— You know, mental problems have always plagued the Black Abyss Wizards. But like you, being able to record the entire process of your illness and onset is very rare.

Therefore, Roland's videos are studied in all the major towers.

Roland's toes were about to dig out in embarrassment.

He had already suffered social death!

At this moment, Delia's tone suddenly became a little serious and said: "Lord Roland, my Matriarch often says such a sentence 'I really don't understand why everyone uses such slander to tarnish this outstanding master artist!', My mother would burst into tears every time she mentioned this matter."

Roland: "?"

That's a bit of a stretch, Miss Delia!

What kind of crap did the little Rolands record, don't I know?!

What art, performance art?!