I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha

To make the news more credible, Twilight had gathered reporters from various territories in the Eastern Region this time.

Ensuring truthful reporting! No one can play tricks!

Therefore, the reporters didn't care who was showing their face today; they were here for big news!

Thus, if someone slapped Roland in the face right now, it would definitely be on the news tomorrow.

Under such circumstances, who would dare to be rude to Roland in public?

I don't know if the two noble ladies in Roland's arms dared to, but they didn't seem to have reacted yet.

Their expressions remained dazed until they sat down at the table.

Their expressions went from 'Am I dreaming?' to 'Oh, I am indeed dreaming!', and finally to 'Hahaha, I'm radiant today'.

This mental journey was quite tortuous.

They were initially reluctant and uncooperative.

But Roland said something very right while dancing: "Two noble ladies, as things stand, you can no longer resist. Cooperate with my dance steps, and perhaps everyone will think this is a novel way of entering!"

So, they later tried to pretend that this was a novel way of entering, striking many poses following Roland's movements.

After Anna finished salting, Roland finally released the two ladies and bowed slightly to the reporters and musicians.

The two ladies stood beside him like soulless robots, mimicking his movements.

Click, click, click!

This scene will surely be selected as the biggest news of the year... no, of the last decade!

"War Imminent?! Princess White Chess Meets the Countess of Bleeding Blood!"

"Princess White Chess? Her Highness Twilight!"

"A Flauntingly Manic Extravagant Banquet!"

"Mad Princess, Manic Bleeding Blood Countess, Art in Madness..."

When her bottom landed on the seat, Countess Wendy Shaber's face was the same as Catherine's when Roland forcibly dragged her into public madness for the first time.

Her face was ashen, and her entire soul was drained—the prestige of my entire life has vanished like smoke.

[Countess's SAN-80]

And Countess Catherine, who was showing off for the second time, had already entered the second stage.

Tears streamed down her face, her eyes filled with numbness and despair—Heh heh, heh heh heh, whatever, whatever! Roland, I hate you!

[Catherine's SAN-20]

With a click, Anna pulled out the chair next to Catherine.

Roland swaggered over and sat down.

The two secretly gave each other a high-five, then Anna looked at her sister's face, stuck out her tongue, and ran away.

Catherine stared blankly at Roland: "What exactly are you doing?"

Roland looked very surprised. He whispered: "Didn't you say we had to eat?

Then we can't let the Countess be contaminated!

There are already few normal people in Bleeding Blood Castle. If the Countess is also contaminated, this place is hopeless. By then, we won't be able to escape!

So, we must not let the Countess be contaminated, right?

If we didn't come over like this, how could we bring the Countess to eat?"

Catherine's face became extremely colorful. She gritted her teeth and whispered: "I told you to explain things to the Countess at the door!

She hasn't been infected yet, and she won't turn into a leech after listening! You could have told her the insane theory!

Most importantly, this is the first time she's meeting the three of us. In her eyes, we're not crazy!

So, if you tell her, she'll probably believe it.

Even if she doesn't believe it, she'll cooperate a bit for my sake!"

Roland coughed and didn't say anything.

After hugging Catherine and starting to dance for a while, he realized it.

Because Catherine's face was not right, it didn't look like she was cooperating with him and forcibly pulling the Countess into the performance!

At that time, Roland realized that he had made the wrong choice.

But he definitely couldn't say that!

After saying that, the female boss would definitely kill him!

Roland said: "Ahem, of course I know what you mean, but you also know that the Countess might believe it.

If the Countess cooperates with you and lets people salt in front of so many reporters, aren't you making the Countess look like a madwoman?

Isn't that making her embarrass her husband and the entire family?

If she refuses you, then my 'dancing and salting' plan won't have a chance to be implemented.

It's better to just be direct, catch her off guard, pull her into a dance, and forcibly salt!

Alas, Catherine, for you, my reputation has already... ahem."

Under Catherine's murderous gaze, Roland closed his mouth.

At this time, Viscount also led Miss Delia to take a seat.

The Countess sat in the middle, her brother and daughter sat on one side, and Catherine and Roland sat on the other side.

The table was filled with luxurious appetizers, but no one touched them. The five people sat in their seats like puppets.

The maids began to serve the dishes, and the people queuing outside the hall had already begun to check their tickets. The first monster was about to come in.

Looking at the wriggling thing at the door, Catherine and Roland's mouths twitched slightly.

Catherine said in a frosty voice: "I don't want to attend any more dances. I'll give you one last chance to explain things to the Countess!"

Roland raised his eyelids, glanced at his senior, and said: "Senior, if you think explaining things can save your honor... you have no chance."

Catherine's eyes went black.

Roland added: "However, this matter does need to be discussed—after being visited by this group of monsters, you don't still plan to attend the dance with them, do you?"

Catherine's body swayed slightly. That was what she wanted to say!

If the Bleeding Blood Witches put on a big show at the dance later, and Roland went crazy again... Catherine was not doing well.

She said: "I'll create an opportunity for you later, you go explain things to the Countess."

Roland raised his eyelids again, glanced at his senior, and said: "I'm afraid it won't work if I say it."

Roland didn't want to be embarrassed like this again.

What happened just now could still be covered up to the reporters with 'This is a novel way of entering'.

But if he told the Countess the insane theory... If she didn't want to, she would definitely wait until no one was around to arrest him!

So, Senior had to say this. Let her go crazy.

Anyway, the Countess wouldn't dare to arrest her—she was suitable for doing this kind of socially awkward thing!

Catherine said angrily: "Of course you go say it, she'll think of me as a madwoman!"

Roland said: "The problem is here—in the Countess's eyes, who do you think is more like a madman, you or me?"

"Of course it's you! I, I'm just someone who's playing with you, a big madman."

Catherine's voice became smaller and smaller, and she began to rub her face.

Can someone who can play with a madman be a normal person?

Roland said: "Alright, Miss Little Madwoman, since my credibility is already 0, and you're still a little madwoman with some credibility. Then who is more suitable to reveal the truth?"

Senior gave Roland a resentful look.

These two guys were simply digging pits for their teammates.

The task that Senior initiated this time looked like she was determined to drag Roland into prison.

And Roland, on the other hand, seemed determined to send Senior to a mental hospital.

Seeing that Senior had already started whispering to the Countess, Roland's mood suddenly improved.

Catherine's rhetoric was very clever, and a few words successfully eased the awkward atmosphere just now.

After a while, the Countess, Viscount, and Delia listened intently to Catherine's words.

'Ah ha! I can finally eat a quiet meal!' Roland breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the dishes brought up by the servants.

These dishes all had silver plate covers with exquisite patterns, and the content seemed to be about the history of the Bleeding Blood family, which looked pleasing to the eye.

Roland's face was strange, and he nervously stared at the cover. He didn't relax until the servant opened it.

The dishes were clean, and there were no leeches inside.

The first dish was salt-cured venison. About 1/4 of a stag was cured in salt for about a night, then paired with beef tenderloin, with wine, spices, and fresh herbs added.

It was also very carefully topped with unique sauces, pear sauce, pomegranate juice, etc., which looked quite good.

The servant thoughtfully asked Roland if he wanted some large pies.

This large pie was very special. It was placed on a miniature garden in the center of the large table, decorated with branches, peacock feathers, and fragrant flowers.

A silver-plated miniature castle was placed in the middle, and several live birds with gilded feet were kept in the small castle cage, while the large pies were placed on the lawn around the small castle.

Each large pie had several small pies on top, looking like crowns. The sides of the crust were silver, and the top was gold, which was very beautiful.

Roland asked about the meat filling, and the servant said: These pies contained a whole deer, a swan, 3 quails, 6 roosters, 10 pigeons, a rabbit... as well as veal loin, fat, eggs, etc. Finally, saffron, cloves, and other seasonings were sprinkled on top.

"Bring me a piece of the large pie, and give me some of that too."

Roland pointed to a bird riding a roasted pig. The roasted piglet looked very crispy, and the bird's head was wearing an iron helmet, and its wings were夹with a decoration that looked like a spear, which looked very funny and interesting.

What Roland found novel was that these banquets of the great nobles were not like modern ones, where dishes were served in the order of appetizers, main courses, desserts, etc.—there were indeed appetizers, but all kinds of dishes were provided at the same time.

It was somewhat similar to a buffet. However, there were dedicated servants to add food, and guests didn't need to move around freely. If it were a ball, people could just take whatever they wanted to eat.

In addition, there were many ornamental dishes on the large dining table, including statues of great sages made from syrup, honey, and other similar ingredients.

Not far in front of the Countess was a peacock, a whole peacock with its feathers intact—it could be cut open and eaten, but it was more for show.

Overall, the things on the long table were very pleasing to the eye. It's just that having people constantly come over to watch Roland and the others eat was a little awkward.

Fortunately, those who came in now were all people, so Roland ignored them.

After the servant helped Roland fill his plate with food, Roland saw several servants carrying up a very luxurious main course.

This dish used a full twenty-six kinds of meat, adorned with many fruits.

In the center of the dish, various ingredients were piled up to create a decoration that looked like a high wall—symbolizing the Wall of Heaven.

Overall, it looked like a group of wizards was about to capture the high wall, and the gods were frantically resisting, making the battle look extremely fierce.

This dish was made to commemorate the 'Wall of Heaven Battle' between wizards and gods.

That was a crucial battle in ancient times, after which the gods were gradually driven out of this world.

The most ⊥ new ⊥ small ⊥ say ⊥ is ⊥ in ⊥ six ⊥ 9 ⊥ ⊥ book ⊥ ⊥ bar ⊥ ⊥ first ⊥ hair!

Only a few gods still maintained contact with this world, but they could no longer descend here.

The name of this dish was very complicated, a long string of words, including the names of some great sages and gods, making it difficult to translate.

A simple translation would be 'Gods and the High Wall'.

This was a famous Western ancient dish, specifically a medieval-style hodgepodge, a big mishmash. It was just that the method was a bit similar to 'Buddha Jumps Over the Wall'.

Although Roland's food had been pretty good along the way, he hadn't had much oily food except for the wild boar meat two weeks ago. Whether it was deer, dry food, or rabbit, it was all lean meat with very low-fat content.

He had lost two or three pounds.

Now, seeing this kind of fatty thing, his appetite was immediately piqued.

Hearing that this 'Gods and the High Wall' also contained the goddess Heraka! Roland specifically asked to taste Heraka.

He thought it would be crab, or the meat of some multi-legged animal that could be used, plus some honeycomb and honey or something.

But when it was served, he found that Heraka was made of 'crocodile meat'.

'Forget it, I'll eat it.'

Just as Roland was about to enjoy it, there was a 'poof' sound not far away, and then a large amount of blood splattered on the table, with many wriggling and shaking things in the blood.

Looking at the wriggling leeches on the plate in front of him, Roland felt terrible.

He hadn't even taken a bite yet!

Would they let people eat or not?!

"Eat, glug, why aren't you eating?"

Some blood splattered on the Countess's hair, and she finally noticed the observer.

"Sir Buck, you are being too rude. How can you sneeze while guests are dining?"

The Countess frowned.

She asked the servant to bring a handkerchief to the noble who looked sick. There was something dirty on his nose, which looked very unsightly.

Looking at the observer who kept shaking his body, Roland's face became very ugly.

It was something made up of a human and worms squirming together. He kept twitching and shaking his body like he had epilepsy, constantly spewing blood, mucus, and leeches from his mouth.

Those disgusting things fell on the table like rain.

The servant next to him, who was adding food to the Countess's plate, was covered in blood but acted as if he couldn't see it, elegantly adding leeches.

Another servant was holding a handkerchief to wipe 'Sir Buck's' mouth.

Sir Buck opened his huge maw, lowered his head, and swallowed the servant.

With a creaking sound, the servant was chewed into minced meat amidst screams and then swallowed by Sir Buck.

But even though he was eating people right there, everyone turned a blind eye.

The master of ceremonies not far away was calling Sir Buck's name, wondering why he didn't come in.

With a 'poof' sound, the monster spat a face full of blood at the Countess.

"Lord Roland may not be used to it, but it doesn't matter."

The Countess smiled and said to Catherine and Roland, "The gentlemen who came to visit today are all very proper."

As she spoke, she scratched her face.

"Yes, Roland may not be used to it. It's his first time attending this kind of occasion."

Catherine scratched the bloodstains on the back of her hand, gave Roland a subtle smile, and glared at him very subtly.

She whispered, "Why are you holding that big silver dish cover in front of your face? The reporters are taking pictures, put it down, it's so embarrassing!"

In her words, Catherine blankly saw Roland standing up, holding the silver dish cover like a shield.

He picked up a bottle of Corrupted Holy Blood, and holding the 'shield', carefully came behind the Countess.

Seeing the Baron's unusual behavior, the reporters recorded this scene with 'click, click, click' sounds.

After that, everyone blankly watched Roland pour the bottle of wine on the Countess's head.

The reporters frantically took pictures, and the Countess looked blank. She seemed to have been stunned.

This operation stunned everyone present.

Catherine's eyes went dark, and she almost fainted.

Before Catherine could react, a bottle of wine was poured on her head as well.

Roland didn't miss a single one of the four people present, pouring wine on each of them.

Then, holding the 'silver shield' and carrying the fifth bottle of wine, he carefully came to Sir Buck's side, and then smashed it hard on his head.

With a 'smack', the wine bottle shattered into pieces.

This blow was ruthless!

Sir Buck's spine was bent!

The pitiful Sir Buck fell straight to the ground!

Sir Buck was originally rubbing his head on the ground, but after Roland took out a wine barrel and poured a pile of wine on him, Sir Buck kicked his legs, twitched a few times, and died foaming at the mouth!

His shoes were kicked off! He was probably beyond saving.

After that, Roland wiped the sweat from his head and said to Catherine, "This guy is unexpectedly difficult to deal with. His swordsmanship must be very good."

Catherine shouted in her heart: 'My Lord Roland! What are you talking about!'

With a '嚓~~~' sound, Roland dragged Sir Buck under the table.

Catherine's eyes went dark, and she thought to herself: 'What are you doing? You don't think that just because you kicked him under the table, everyone won't notice that you killed someone, do you?!'

Catherine stared blankly at Roland, but saw Roland tidy up his clothes and give a slight salute to Catherine and the Countess.

"Distinguished ladies and gentlemen, the reason I am standing here is because the Countess just asked me to give a small performance—have you forgotten?"

Catherine shouted in her heart: 'What are you talking about! This reason is too far-fetched!

You publicly insulted the Countess with wine, and then she asked you to perform?!

Perform what? Perform murder?!

My Lord Roland!

How am I supposed to help you smooth things over!

A life has been lost, they will have to arrest you now, it's over, it's all over!'

Catherine carefully looked at Countess Wendy Shaber.

The Countess was obviously a person who didn't show her emotions.

She still maintained a smile.

She just used her wet hairpin and smiled a little awkwardly: "Please begin your performance, Lord Roland."

Catherine: "? ? ?"

Looking at the others, they also had a subtle smile on their faces.

Catherine grabbed her hair, completely bewildered.

Roland just killed someone and made a scene at the banquet! You poured wine on your heads, what is your reaction?

Why are you making such a reaction?

Arrest him!

Lock him up and say he's crazy!

Suddenly, Catherine had an epiphany.

"Haha! I'm crazy! As expected, it's an illusion. As expected, I've been having nightmares since the dancing started!"

With a '咕叽' sound, Roland stuffed a loaf of French bread into Catherine's mouth.

He apologized to the Countess very apologetically, and then took out a soul niche and smashed it on the ground.

Instantly, the hall was filled with ghostly shadows.