I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha

#222 - Scarlet Dinner

After going outside, Roland saw a female official and several maids waiting at the door.

They were slightly stunned to see Roland and the elf lady coming out together.

Their expressions turned strange for a moment, and then they came forward to greet him.

It turned out that Catherine had chosen several sets of clothes for Roland and asked him to go and change.

Roland and the others followed them to the cloakroom.

The cloakroom was very large, with sofas, a balcony, and a table. However, it seemed to have been temporarily separated by a curtain. The space left for Roland was only a small area—he had a sofa and some snacks on his side.

There were many people talking and moving around on the other side of the curtain. It seemed like there were more than a dozen people.

After Anna came over, she went to the other side of the curtain. The female official who had brought Roland and several maids brought out several sets of new clothes from the rack.

People had indeed made several sets of clothes for Roland, but the feathers had already been inserted—the senior had already chosen them for Roland.

Silently sighing, Roland began to change his clothes with the help of the maids.

He didn't like being helped to change clothes, but these Victorian-era clothes were luxurious in their complexity. He didn't understand how to wear them.

Fortunately, he had boxer briefs on underneath, and the maids were very professional, not looking askance when helping Roland change clothes.

Soon, that pile of things was all worn and hung on Roland's body.

A starched white shirt, a bib, and wristbands.

A vest with luxurious and intricate embroidery.

A gorgeous long coat with dense rows of buttons and intricate embroidery.

And a large hat with feathers and a sword.

Below were long cotton socks and square-toed leather boots or leather boots.

Very Versailles.

One side of the large-brimmed hat was buckled to the top of the hat.

It looked a bit like a 'Three Musketeers' hat.

Moreover, among the other hats that the senior hadn't chosen, there was also a tricorn hat—very similar to the one in Pirates of the Caribbean.

After playing with it for a while, Roland couldn't help but feel a little curious. He couldn't help but ask about the origin of these hats.

The female official was very talkative, saying that this type of hat had only recently become popular, and it was initially only popular in the southern border of the Twilight Council's territory.

That place was a prosperous seaport city in a secular kingdom. When those wizards disguised themselves as 'Black Sail Sailors' to go to the South Sea, they would wear such a hat and carry a musket.

Some Twilight Wizards with a dark sense of humor would also carry a long musket and follow the ships to fight pirates.

At first, these wizards were not used to wearing this kind of hat with one or both sides of the brim buckled together, but they found that it was very inconvenient when using a musket. It was easy to knock the hat off.

But tricorn hats and half-brim hats were very suitable for using muskets.

Moreover, when it rained, the rainwater would flow down the brim of the hat.

After those wizards who often went to sea brought back this type of hat, this type of hat became popular in the court.

"Musket?" Roland blinked.

The female official said: "Yes, a 'toy' from the Southern Continent. There are many such novel little toys in the secular world of the South, and some wizard apprentices also use them. The energy is at '1-2' degrees, which can kill an ordinary person wearing 'inferior' pig iron armor."

The 'inferior pig iron armor' in the female official's mouth was actually not bad armor. In the secular world, it would cost two to four hundred silver oceans.

But the knight servants raised by the wizards wore at least 'alloy steel armor', which could not be penetrated by black powder.

Wizards are like gods in this world. A prisoner is sent over, and it's like 'nuclear bombing the ground'. It's not easy for the secular world to rebel.

The entire world is controlled by wizards.

Like the Eastern Territory, it has been in the medieval era for thousands of years.

The same is true for the South. The extent to which the secular world develops depends entirely on what extent the wizards allow them to develop.

Therefore, the technology tree in this world cannot be 'skewed'. The magic technology tree has developed to a very high level, and other technology trees are just branches on this big tree.

If the branches grow well, the leaves above will supply the main trunk of this 'magic tree'. If it grows too large and affects the development of the main body, it will have to be pruned.

Seeming to notice that Roland was interested in muskets, a maid brought over a delicate hand cannon.

After looking at it, Roland found that there were runes inside. The gunpowder was not black powder, and the bullets were also specially made.

The female official said with a smile: "It's a little toy made by the alchemists of the Bloodbane Fortress when they are bored. It can be used by apprentices to defend themselves and kill werewolves—it also has a slight effect on ghosts."

Several young ladies chatted excitedly, seeming to want to visit the Southern Continent.

It sounded like many interesting things came from the South.

But the Bloodbane Wizards have ancestral instructions prohibiting them from going to the South, as their ancestors came from the South.

The female official brought over a wig: "Sir, and this."

The wig also came from the South.

To be honest, Roland didn't like wearing this kind of thing, but the senior had already inserted feathers on it. When your girlfriend asks you to dress up like this, you better do as she says.

The wig was silver-white, with a braid woven together at the back.

After putting on all the things neatly, a tall and handsome Victorian-Baroque nobleman appeared in the mirror.

The overall tone of this outfit was black and red, which made it look mysterious and luxurious.

Roland still preferred his classical robes and demon hunter attire, but the way he looked in the mirror was unexpectedly not bad.

At least when blending into the group of Bloodbane Wizards in full dress, he wouldn't be so conspicuous anymore.

At this time, the curtain was half-opened, and a large group of female officials and maids walked out in a rush and left the door.

Roland didn't see the senior in the crowd, but he felt the senior's gaze on him. He knew that the senior was calling him, so he walked over.

The space behind was much larger than Roland's side. The senior was sitting on the sofa, talking to Anna.

It seemed that Anna was acting coquettishly with the senior. He didn't know what she was begging Catherine for, and Catherine was a little angry.

The two were speaking in ancient Elvish, chattering like French, with a very fast speed, and Roland couldn't hear clearly.

Seeing Roland coming over, Anna hurriedly closed her mouth, her face turning red, and she turned her head away. Then, she couldn't help but secretly size up her prey.

Catherine also looked over, and after sizing him up, she nodded slightly.

She stretched out her hand, and Roland walked over and kissed her fingers—he remembered that in etiquette, unmarried women should kiss their fingers, and married women should kiss the back of their hands.

Catherine slapped Roland's hand back in disgust, and said angrily: "Who told you to kiss me, help me up."

Roland was very innocent. He didn't know why the senior was so angry, so he hurriedly helped her stand up.

Carefully looking at Catherine's current attire, Roland's eyes lit up.

This style of clothing was not the kind with skirt supports and skirt pads. Catherine didn't choose this exaggerated clothing either.

But it was still very dignified.

Her clothes were embroidered with many, many luxurious patterns, with a black and red base tone and gold embroidery.

Compared to Roland, it was obvious that Roland was a live-in son-in-law who lived off the princess.

Of course, no matter how gorgeous the clothes were, they couldn't compare to Catherine's pretty face, especially the kind of pretty face with arrogance and coldness.

This straight face couldn't help but make people have some evil thoughts—what kind of expression would that noble face turn into if it was kissed hard and greasily?

She sat there very dignified. When she stood up, the wide and luxurious princess skirt was paired with the whalebone hourglass corset, which set off the curves of her body extremely perfectly.

And her legs were particularly long, so the proportions were also very golden.

Although Roland preferred the senior to wear black silk, occasionally changing the style... that slender waist really made people want to hug her in their arms and play with her.

Catherine impatiently opened Roland's arm that was wrapped around her.

She said: "Transfer your things to your clone. At the ball, let Leona take him here."

The senior took out a scroll.

Roland immediately became serious and stopped touching her and making trouble.

That scroll was actually a complete map of Bloodbane Fortress.

Roland strongly suspected that this map was secretly hidden in her skirt by a female official when Catherine was changing clothes and given to her.

After carefully understanding it, Roland learned that the senior believed that there were a total of seven places in Bloodbane Fortress to explore.

These seven locations would have some key documents, statues, and so on.

The clone had to transcribe all the documents. If the ghost servants helped, they could complete the transcription work in one place in a day.

These places had enchantments. Without a spell and a key, no one could enter.

But Leona could.

After all the documents in these seven places were transcribed, Heraka and Bloodbane's Path of Truth, as well as the Bloodbane Wizards' research reports and magical mysteries, would basically be obtained.

As for the 'fruit tree'... it had to be obtained from the Countess.

After Catherine finished speaking, she rubbed her forehead and asked somewhat angrily: "Damn it... Why am I telling you these details? Why didn't you summon your clone just now? I'll have to say it again in a while?"

Roland respectfully bowed slightly and said: "Lady Catherine, I know, my clone will know."

Catherine was stunned, and suddenly remembered Roland's 'All My Selves Are Me' thing. Her expression couldn't help but become very strange.

Soon, Roland summoned the Amber Clone and handed over his moss robe, dimensional bag, and other things.

After that, Roland planned to summon the ghostly servants from his ring and have them enter the Heraka Scriptures, where the clone would stay.

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At this moment, Amber Roland waved his hand and said, "Just give me the ring directly, lest you get bitten again, stripped naked, and kidnapped, and all your things will be gone."

Roland was slightly stunned, then took off the ring: "Jinx."

Roland kept an ordinary storage bag for himself, containing some oddities for combat and necessary items, and handed everything else over to the clone.

After thinking for a while, Roland also left behind a few barrels of 'Corrupted Holy Blood' wine.

In addition, he placed all the salt into a special small 'cup'.

This cup was a small oddity. Roland had used it once when he and Catherine were staying at a hotel in the Kingdom of Amir.

That time, he used this cup to hold a lot of hot water, and it filled a large bucket with a whoosh.

Previously, he had filled it with hot water, but this time he filled it with several large buckets of salt.

Enough to sprinkle all over a large hall.

After handing over all the items, Roland still worriedly instructed 'himself': "Don't forget to come back once in a while to share our memories. Also, this is a stealth mission, try not to fight."

Amber Roland chuckled and said, "Don't worry, fellow cultivator, aren't you confident in your own abilities?"

After communicating, Amber Roland disappeared on the spot.

Catherine asked, "What are you keeping that wine for?"

It seemed that Senior Sister hadn't been 'watching' Roland all the time.

Roland sighed and told Senior Sister some of the details about the spring water.

Including some guesses, Roland also said—for example, Roderick would turn to ashes after encountering a large amount of salt.

Roland said: "Because he's a leech. As for why we thought the leech was Roderick at the time, and not just a leech, it should be because the leech's blood was Roderick's blood. So we could easily mistake the leech for Roderick.

But Maria is different, the blood on her body..."

"Stop! Stop!"

Halfway through, Senior Sister pushed Roland away, not letting him continue.

"I don't want to hear any more of these crazy theories today, you can tell me when we rest later."

Catherine felt a headache coming on, and she gave Roland a warning look: "If you see anything later, don't shout! Let's just quietly avoid it."

Catherine was afraid that Roland would clear the SAN values of the Bloodless Warlocks at the banquet!

From the matter of Maria and Roderick, Roland and Catherine could deduce one thing.

That is, those Bloodless Warlocks who have problems themselves will not turn into leeches as long as they don't know they have problems, or as long as their SAN hasn't dropped to zero.

Maria must have come into contact with something during the time she left.

The Countess may have also come into contact with that thing.

Catherine said: "Roland, no matter what happens at the banquet, we must remain calm.

It's impossible to reason with crazy Bloodless Warlocks. If we tell them crazy theories, they won't understand and might even arrest us for treatment.

We must not have a conflict with the Bloodless Warlocks right now."

Roland nodded: "I understand, the overall situation is the most important. Anna, I mean, is Elena going to wear this outfit?"

Anna had changed into a set of clothes, but not a luxurious formal dress.

Instead, it was a set of Bloodless Warlock's court knight attire, which was very elegant and handsome.

But not very ladylike.

Roland really wanted to see Anna in a princess dress, this idea obviously had some mischievous taste—she would definitely be unwilling.

Anna gave Roland a warning look, telling him not to talk too much.

Catherine said softly: "She doesn't like wearing such cumbersome clothes, and she doesn't like dancing, so let her wear this."

Roland said to Anna: "Have you thought about it? Wearing this outfit means you can only act as a guard and won't be allowed to eat at the table."

Anna revealed a bit of hesitation. This elf was particularly gluttonous.

Catherine said to Roland somewhat angrily: "Don't always tease her, can't you just make her something to eat when we go back at night?"

Roland: "."

Catherine seemed to dote on her little elf sister, judging from Alexandra the Witch's life trajectory, she had spent a long time in the elves' territory.

I wonder if she knew Anna and Nall's parents.

Or even knew the two of them directly.

After a pause, Catherine said: "There are many court knights among today's guards, so it won't seem out of place."

Catherine told Roland that the Bloodless Warlocks were originally a group of vampires. Not leeches.

They were originally able to transform into many bats, and also had the form of that vampiric demon. But I don't know what it will look like when they transform now.

It seems that many people have been infected by the mystery here.

Soon, the three of them went out. The female officials were waiting outside the door.

Roland held Catherine's hand and walked in front.

Anna followed behind, quietly looking at Roland's butt.

The group swarmed around them like stars surrounding the moon, heading to the banquet hall—the ball was not here.

As soon as they entered, the three of them were slightly stunned. After taking another look, they felt their eyes go dark.

They were slightly stunned because they thought this was a grand banquet, with many long tables and round tables.

But they didn't expect that in this huge hall, there was only one long table.

This long table was placed in front of the fireplace, and in front of it was a space like an exhibition area.

Many elaborately dressed nobles were standing outside the side hall, preparing to come in one by one to observe Roland and the others having dinner with the Duchess.

This was already uncomfortable enough, but what was even more uncomfortable was that many of the elaborately dressed nobles were strange.

So, Roland and the others would be observed by monsters as monsters while they ate.

Seeing that the distinguished guests had finally arrived, the many nobles and ladies respectfully saluted, and then the entire venue became lively.

Everyone chatted excitedly.

—"Jiluba la... Gabari gu."

—"Kaga ba li he duo..."

—"Jili gulu... Jili gulu..."

Amidst the discussions, piles of wriggling things fell from everyone's bodies.

"What did your clone do... Why, why is it like this?" Catherine was dumbfounded.

Catherine felt that she was really convinced!

From the Upper Stone Bridge until now, the situation has never stopped!

These two or three hours feel like two or three days!