I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Chapter 5 Troll
Outside the door, in the back mountain, Roland was driving two sheep towards the mountain while flipping through the book in his hand.

It says:

【Full Ability Comprehension +100】

"The bet was right. Who says I can't choose three futures?"

Looking at his palms, Roland found that they were covered with calluses and he felt full of energy.

Looking at the surrounding bushes and trees, he was surprised to find that he could actually tell the name of every kind of weed!

It seemed that he had made a qualitative leap in his swordsmanship, potions, and other abilities!

The book describes what just happened as follows:
You have just carefully expounded upon the underlying truth of this world, and through the medium of your mentor, you have touched upon the power of the underlying world from more perspectives.

[All Ability Comprehension Value +100]

Looking at the content, Roland's expression became somewhat interesting.

Roland had previously discovered through experiments that by following this book and going crazy, his abilities seemed to improve. However, as a normal person, Roland was very averse to such things.

Today's events gave Roland a brilliant idea—explain the logic in the book to his mentor, drive him crazy, and then reap the benefits himself!
The tutor satisfied his curiosity while I improved my abilities, a win-win situation!

After a pause, Roland suddenly sighed. He thought, "I had a misunderstanding of the core of the visualization method before. The correct way to practice is not to drive yourself crazy. It's to drive others crazy!"

Shaking his head, Roland turned the page to his personal situation.

Roland

[Realm: Apprentice Wizard (100/100)]

【能力掌握：高级.瓦莱里亚剑术（0/1000）、学徒级魔药学.入门（41/100）、心灵感应II（68/100）、荧光术II（83/100）】

[Forbidden Technique: Forbidden. Elementary Transfiguration (0/100)]

After closing the book, Roland's figure flashed, leaving a trail of afterimage in the air, and appeared seven or eight meters away.

If the Baron saw this scene, he would definitely open his eyes wide.

Because this is his famous skill - 'Valeria Flash Sword'.

'Valeria's swordsmanship is so strong!'

Roland was both excited and shocked.

Baron Hall was no ordinary noble, as he could master this kind of swordsmanship. It was just unknown to what extent he had mastered the art.

Roland thought to himself, "Can I kill my mentor's pet, Miss Anna, now?"

Roland's heart began to swell.

He actually wanted to challenge 'Anna'.

Fortunately, Roland didn't think about whether he could handle the instructor, otherwise instructor Catherine would definitely laugh after hearing this, and then use a finger to teach this ignorant boy a lesson.

Of course, Roland wasn't thinking about challenging his mentor right now. He was contemplating how to deal with that 'troll'. He was going to escape tonight, and if the troll chased him, Roland believed he and Miss Anna would inevitably come to blows.

Logically speaking, a high-level swordsman is the kind of person who can bring peace to a territory, and it is no problem for him to get rid of a troll that is harassing the territory.

"It's better to be cautious. My escape plan is after I advance tonight. As for now, I'll meet Miss Anna first and get some information about her."

Roland reached out and casually hugged the two sheep, then walked up the mountain at a brisk pace.

Both sheep were incredibly strong, weighing over a hundred kilograms in total. Yet, Roland carried them with ease, as if he were carrying two packages.

The mountain road was winding and covered with bushes, but Roland walked on it as if it were flat ground, and could jump over a distance of more than ten meters with just one jump.

Soon Roland found himself approaching his destination.

Normally, even if he ran, it would take him more than half an hour to get here, but now it only took him two or three minutes - and he was holding two sheep.

There wasn't even a drop of sweat on his head, as if the long journey just now was just a simple warm-up.

Moreover, his breathing was steady and powerful, showing that his breath control had reached a superb level.

As long as he could control the smell on his body and restrain his own breath, the troll would not be able to detect his presence when he approached. 'Still need to be cautious.' Roland warned himself: 'That troll is a little special.'

At this time, Roland had already arrived at the center of the clearing.

When he thought of the monster, his expression gradually became solemn.

A small stone pillar half a person's height stood in the middle of the open space. The surrounding grass and trees seemed to be burnt, and there were traces of dried and charred blood on the stone pillar.

The surrounding trees were unusually tall and dense, and the place was unusually quiet.

Adventurers in the town have a rumor that the cat wizard has tamed a troll as a pet.

Roland had always just left his sheep here and left, so he had never seen the troll in person.

This time, he planned to have a proper meeting.

He tied the two sheep to the stone pillar and left as usual.

However, this time, he did not return directly. Instead, he walked away and then returned to a nearby dense bush and lay down there.

In order to avoid being smelled, Roland deliberately crossed a small river on his way back and covered his whole body with mud.

Now that he had dealt with the smell, he lay in the bushes like a stone.

'What does that troll look like?' Roland usually gets very nervous when he comes here, but today he is unusually calm.

The improvement of strength has a great impact on a person's mentality.

After a while, a squirrel came into the bushes and started eating hazelnuts on his head.

After a while, there was a sound of treetops breaking in the woods in the distance, and a huge figure nearly three meters tall walked out of the forest.

Although the distance was dozens of meters, Roland's eyes could see everything.

He quietly observed the 'troll' and suddenly felt an inexplicable palpitation in his heart.

The 'troll''s' appearance surprised him.

This troll is abnormally tall, half the height of a normal troll!
But his body proportions were exceptionally perfect—normal trolls had incredibly strong, thick muscles, looking like drugged-up bodybuilders. But this troll's muscles were delicate and powerful, as if they had been carved out of perfection, like a marble statue stepped down from a church.

His body was not hunched like a troll, and his shoulders were straight as pine trees.

Looking closely, his light blue skin seemed covered in mysterious tattoos. His every move exuded an air of elegance, like a noble and graceful elf.

No matter how you look at it, this is an elf!
However, he was over three meters tall, with a tumor and an ugly big nose on his face, and huge teeth sticking out outside his lips!
This is a typical troll trait!
"Those tattoos seem to be some kind of spell." Roland felt that the tattoos contained an evil power.

It's like... it's like a curse.

The 'troll' knelt beside the two sheep and prayed to the rising moon in the sky, or rather, confessed to the moon.

Seeing this scene, Roland's expression became even weirder.

"Do trolls confess to the moon before eating?" Roland was speechless.

The 'troll' stretched out his hand and sucked from the mouth of a sheep, and the sheep's body quickly shrank like a balloon being deflated.

Then, the 'troll' gently stroked the shriveled sheep corpse, which suddenly caught fire and was purified and disappeared.

Roland's expression became very complicated.

"Mr. Anna actually knows magic?! What kind of creature is he?!"

Like most people, Roland mistook Nar for Anna.

Just as he was distracted, Roland suddenly found that the 'troll' and the other sheep had disappeared.

"Mr. Anna is gone? How did he leave so quickly?!" Roland felt a surge of panic in his heart. He looked up and found 'Mr. Anna' standing by the bushes not far away, looking at him coldly - in 'Anna's' arms, there was a sheep.

Roland's expression became extremely ugly.

(End of this chapter)