I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha

Roland looked at the troll gentleman before him, his heart filled with complex emotions.

Despite his massive size, in a moment of distraction, the troll gentleman had quietly run dozens of meters away, even carrying a sheep!

Not to mention Roland, even a formal wizard would be shocked into a cold sweat by this scene.

Not to mention, this troll gentleman even knew magic!

Roland thought with a pale face: 'This matter is beyond my imagination. If this troll wanted to kill me, I wouldn't be able to resist or escape. I might as well be frank.'

He sighed, stood up, and respectfully performed a wizard's etiquette towards the mountain-like troll gentleman behind him.

Roland never expected that the troll gentleman would, like an elegant wizard elder, slightly nod to him, responding to his etiquette.

Roland guessed that the troll might not attack him, but he didn't expect the troll to respond in this way. This made Roland's expression very interesting.

'What exactly is this creature, more than three meters tall? Is he really a troll?'

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew through the forest, and Roland and the troll gentleman simultaneously heard a call.

"— Na~~l~~ Na~~l~~"

The troll gentleman puffed out his chest like a knight summoned by his lord.

'Nal?' A strange look appeared in Roland's eyes.

'My mentor once said she only kept one pet. And he is the troll before me, named Anna.'

'But why did my mentor call out Anna like that just now? Is it the pronunciation of some kind of spell?'

Roland was a little unsure.

Roland faced everything that was happening before him, his heart filled with complexity and confusion.

He didn't have a God's-eye view and couldn't know that his mentor actually kept two "trolls", so it was no wonder that he mistook "Nal" for a word or the pronunciation of a spell.

Secondly, Catherine only had the strength of a high-level apprentice. It was already incredible that she could keep a troll like this. Who would have thought that she could have two trolls like this?!

Finally, Catherine had always deliberately concealed Anna's existence, and even often referred to Nal as Anna in front of others. Therefore, everyone in the town of Valeria thought that the cat witch kept a male troll named Anna.

Therefore, Roland subconsciously always thought that there was only 'Mr. Anna' by his mentor's side.

Therefore, he subconsciously regarded the word "Nal" as a syllable of some kind of spell, rather than a name.

Suddenly, a sheep was thrown into Roland's arms. Then, the troll gentleman jumped onto a big tree and disappeared into the forest in a few movements.

Roland stared at the troll gentleman's back for a long time, and finally shook his head, carrying the sheep down the mountain.

On the way, he recalled what had just happened.

'Judging from the situation just now, the vision of Mr. Anna's race seems to be very special.'

Roland recalled the troll gentleman's eyes—vertical pupils, like a snake.

'My mentor once said that when Anna is in a frenzy, she loses her ability to think, her strength is greatly reduced, and she acts entirely on instinct.'

'That is to say, in this case, Mr. Anna is unable to perceive his surroundings. He can only rely on smell and vision to find his target.'

'Even if he only relies on smell and vision, it is difficult for prey to hide. Unless they hide in hot water, they will be discovered no matter where they hide.'

Shaking his head, Roland stopped thinking about these things.

He knew that his mentor would be leaving with 'Mr. Anna' today, but he didn't know why he had a faint sense of deadly crisis in his heart.

He didn't know where this sense of crisis came from, but he had the idea that he must improve his strength as soon as possible.

It seemed that if he didn't advance tonight, he would surely die, but if he advanced to a low-level apprentice, there would be a glimmer of hope.

— Roland didn't know that 'Mr. Anna' was actually Nal. The real Anna was still nearby. And according to the previous predictions in the "Ayerle Handbook", Miss Anna would come over to find food tonight.

At this time, Roland had returned to the vicinity of the hunter's hut.

The big pot outside the door was still burning, but the water was almost dry. Roland quickly fetched a few buckets of water from the well and poured them into the pot.

'My mentor should have left.'

Roland's heart beat violently.

'If my mentor left when the troll was in the back mountain, it might not be a real departure.'

'But when the troll gentleman is not in the back mountain, my mentor must have really left!'

At this time, Roland noticed that there was hot water in the big wooden barrel in the house, and many petals were floating on the surface of the water.

Judging from the bubbles, his mentor had just taken a bath.

Speaking of which, his mentor was a very extravagant person. Her bathtub had a constant temperature magic circle, which consumed magic stones every time it was used.

This magic stone could keep the water in the bathtub hot all the time.

Roland vaguely felt that there was a faint gaze observing him from afar. He thought to himself, "Is my mentor observing me?"

He left the hut, processed the sheep outside, skinned it, cut the meat, and started roasting the whole sheep.

About an hour later, Roland felt that the faint observation gaze had disappeared.

It seemed that Catherine should have gone far away.