I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Chapter 6 Hot Water Bucket

Roland looked at the troll in front of him, his heart filled with complicated emotions.

Although his body was so huge, Mr. Troll ran dozens of meters away silently in a moment of distraction, and even hugged a sheep!

Not to mention Roland, even a formal wizard would be shocked and break out in a cold sweat upon seeing this scene.

Not to mention, this Mr. Troll also knows magic!
Roland's face was ashen as death as he thought: "This matter is beyond my imagination. If this troll wants to kill me, I can't resist or escape. I might as well be calm."
He sighed, stood up, and respectfully performed a wizard's salute to the troll who was like a mountain behind him.

Roland never expected that Mr. Troll would nod slightly to him and respond to his courtesy like an elegant wizard senior.

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

"What on earth is this three-meter-tall creature in front of me? Is it really a troll?"

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew through the forest, and Roland and Mr. Troll heard a call at the same time.

“——Na~~er~~Na~~er~”

Mr. Troll puffed out his chest like a knight summoned by a lord.

"Nar?" Roland's eyes showed a strange look.

'The mentor once said that she only had one pet. And he is the troll in front of me, named Anna.'
"But why did the instructor call Anna like that just now? Was it some kind of spell?"

Roland was a little unsure.

Facing everything that was happening before his eyes, Roland's heart was filled with complexity and confusion.

He didn't have a God's perspective and had no way of knowing that his mentor actually raised two "trolls", so it was not surprising that he mistakenly pronounced "Gnar" as a word or spell.

Secondly, Catherine was only a high-level apprentice. It was incredible enough that she could raise a troll like this. Who would have thought that she could have two such trolls?!
Finally, Catherine deliberately hid Anna's existence and even often called Nar "Anna" in front of others. Therefore, everyone in the town of Valeria believed that the cat wizard had raised a male troll named Anna.

Therefore, Roland subconsciously believed that the only person around his mentor was 'Mr. Anna'.

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

Suddenly, a sheep was thrown into Roland's arms. Then, Mr. Troll jumped onto a big tree and disappeared into the forest in a few steps.

Roland stared at Mr. Troll's back for a long time, then finally shook his head and went down the mountain carrying the sheep.

On the way, he recalled what had just happened.

"From what we just saw, it seems that the vision of Mr. Anna's race is very special."
Roland recalled Mr. Troll's eyes—vertical pupils, like a snake's.

"The instructor once said that when Anna goes berserk, she loses her ability to think and her strength is greatly reduced, forcing her to act entirely on instinct." "In other words, in this situation, Ms. Anna is unable to sense her surroundings and can only rely on smell and sight to find her target."

"Even if you rely solely on scent and sight, it's difficult for prey to hide. Unless you hide in hot water, you'll be discovered no matter where you hide."

Shaking his head, Roland stopped thinking about these things.

He knew that his mentor would take 'Mr. Anna' with him today, but for some reason he had a faint sense of fatal crisis in his heart.

He didn't know where this sense of crisis came from, but he had the urge to improve his strength as quickly as possible.

It seemed that if he did not advance tonight, he would surely die, but if he advanced to a low-level apprentice, he would still have a chance of survival.

Roland didn't know that 'Mr. Anna' was actually Nar. The real Anna was still nearby. And according to the prophecy in the Ayelai Notebook, Miss Anna would come tonight looking for food.

By this time, Roland had returned to the vicinity of the hunter's cabin.

The cauldron outside the door was still burning, but the water was almost boiled dry. Roland quickly drew a few buckets of water from the well and poured it into the cauldron.

'The mentor should have left.'

Roland's heart began to beat violently.

"When the trolls are in the back mountains, if the mentor leaves, it doesn't necessarily mean he's really gone."

"But when Mr. Troll is not in the back mountain, the mentor must have really left!"
At this time, Roland noticed that there was hot water in the large wooden barrel in the house, and many flower petals were floating on the water.

Judging from the foam, the tutor had just taken a shower.

Speaking of which, the mentor is a very extravagant person. There is a magic circle on her bathtub to keep the temperature constant. Every time she uses it, she consumes magic stones.

This magic stone can keep the water in the bathtub hot.

Roland had a faint feeling that someone was observing him from afar. He thought to himself, "Is it the mentor who is observing me?"

He left the hut and prepared the sheep outside, skinning and cutting the meat, and then roasted the whole sheep.

About an hour later, Roland felt that the vague observation disappeared.

It seems that Catherine has gone far away.

(End of this chapter)