I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha

In fact, the Black Abyss apprentices had dissected various sea monsters. Or rather, in the Black Abyss Academy, the Black Abyss wizards would take most of the creatures on the continent and dissect them for the apprentices to study.

However, Roland didn't do well in his basic courses and didn't attend this class much. As a result, it was the first time he had even seen what a Naga looked like.

At this moment, Roland noticed that a slave trader was carefully using a large umbrella to shield the girl, afraid she would get wet.

However, some light rain still fell on her, and one could see that her legs had already begun to grow fins.

It seemed that once she came into contact with too much water, her legs would turn into the tail of a large sea serpent.

This was an auction, after all, and her slender, beautiful legs had to be shown off to be worth money.

However, this group of Black Sails had been in the South for too long and didn't understand the wizards of the Northern Eastern Territory.

People don't like normal humanoid slaves; if you make her a bit strange, a bit more authentic, it will fetch an even better price at auction.

Catherine said, "These idiots are selling her cheap. She should be a noble among the sea witches. Did you see the earring holes on top of her head? And the marks on her horns? Those are noble headdresses. It's just that I don't know what the original magic rings on her horns looked like."

A low-level apprentice with magic rings on her horns must have an extraordinary identity.

However, it seems that before this little girl was captured, she deliberately removed and discarded everything, otherwise, she would have been in trouble."

Catherine looked at Roland and said, "Those who know their stuff can still see her identity. The more noble the slave's identity, the more the Twilight Wizards like to torture her. Tsk, tsk, tsk."

Roland looked at Catherine with a strange expression: "Why are you telling me this?"

Catherine said, "Don't you want to learn music? Those pirates don't know anything about music. Quickly bid eight hundred magic stones for her! Buy her!"

Catherine, while saying cruel words, couldn't bear to see the little girl suffer.

Roland sighed and started bidding.

To be honest, he really didn't want to bring such a burden on the road. Besides, he had too many secrets. After buying her, he definitely couldn't let her go. If he didn't let her go, how would he settle her in the South?

It seemed that everyone present knew their stuff, and there were also many Karkblood wizards who had fled. So there were many rich people!

This thing, which originally started at 120 magic stones, was actually bid up to 2200 magic stones!

After reaching this point, Roland didn't plan to bid anymore.

A low-level apprentice slave... It's simply crazy!

Roland looked at the groups bidding not far away. He thought to himself, 'This sea monster's identity is definitely problematic... Let's avoid trouble; it's not worth it.'

Soon, the bidding actually reached eight thousand magic stones!

The slave traders were red-faced, the veins on their faces bulging, shouting incessantly.

"Eight thousand six hundred and seventy magic stones! Eight thousand six hundred and seventy magic stones! Is there anyone else?!\n"

In the shouts of the slave traders, the groups bidding revealed very ugly expressions. After hesitating for a moment, those wizards did not bid again.

Seeing this scene, the group of men in black breathed a sigh of relief. They sneered at the sea monster girl on the stage. The sea monster seemed to recognize them and was so frightened that she almost fainted, crying and leaving a trail of small pearls on the ground.

"Eight thousand six hundred and seventy magic stones, first time, second time..."

— "Ten thousand!"

At this time, a woman calmly raised her hand.

Roland looked blankly at this woman—Catherine was the one who had just bid.

Roland said sluggishly, "What are you doing?"

Catherine looked at Roland and said coldly, "Let go."

Roland: "."

Senior Apprentice Sister and that group of people started bidding frantically, and Roland's face turned dark as he watched from the side.

The faces of that group of people were also dark.

Roland carefully examined those people and found that some of the ornaments hanging inside their robes were very similar to the patterns he had seen on that 'Three-Headed Sea Serpent' before.

— "Fifteen thousand!"

Senior Apprentice Sister was still bidding, and as she looked at the murderous gazes of that group of people, Roland's face became even uglier. There was a Tier 2 wizard there whose gaze was unusually sharp. When he looked at Roland, Roland had a feeling of being seen through.

He couldn't help but recall the feeling of palpitation he had when he looked at the strange serpent on the Seacliff.

Roland held Catherine's hand: "What are you doing? I'm about to get on the ship, can you not cause me trouble?"

Catherine smiled and patted Roland's hand, saying, "Alright, alright, I won't bid—get the money."

Roland: "?"

At this time, Roland heard the hammer being struck heavily on the stage.

— "Twenty thousand magic stones, third time! Sold!!!"

That group of men in black glared fiercely at them and left angrily.

Their last 'I'll remember you bastards' look made Roland's face extremely ugly.

It turned out that this group of people had bid up to sixteen thousand, but Catherine directly bid twenty thousand.

Who the hell brings so many magic stones for no reason?

Yes, they came to buy people today, but who would have thought that the bidding would be so high?!

They originally thought that ten thousand would be the limit, so they brought more than eighteen thousand magic stones to prevent accidents.

Things did happen as they expected; there was a little interlude—the news leaked, and the sea monsters came.

But fortunately, it was just a small trouble. Because the sea monsters only had two hours left!

The sea monsters didn't understand the wizards' Philosopher's Stone technology, so they could only secretly plunder merchant ships behind the Nine-Headed Serpent to obtain magic stones.

They could indeed accumulate a wave of magic stones from time to time, but their father had just severely squeezed and plundered the Naga clan a while ago, so in such a short period, they only managed to scrape together more than eight thousand magic stones.

They originally thought that it would cost more than ten thousand magic stones, but this group of sea monsters was even more miserable than they imagined... Heh heh.

The Three-Headed Serpents couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

This was, after all, the North (Eastern Territory). If the sea monsters really took the princess away, it would be really difficult to deal with.

They originally thought that these eight thousand magic stones would be enough, but a group of Twilight Wizards suddenly appeared!

Damn Twilight Wizards!

There were too many of them, a full seven Tier 2 wizards. The Three-Headed Serpents didn't dare to cause trouble in the inland and couldn't beat so many people, so they left angrily.

On this side, after Senior Apprentice Sister won the bid, Roland naturally refused to pay.

Senior Apprentice Sister smiled and nodded, throwing a storage bag to the Karkblood Lord beside her.

Several Karkblood Lords took Senior Apprentice Sister's storage bag, went up to pay the money, and the slave traders thanked them profusely. After taking the money and handing over the goods, they immediately slipped away.

Originally, they had a batch of things to sell, but now that they had made such a big deal, the slave traders also knew that they had inadvertently captured an extraordinary slave. So they ran away immediately.

The crowd slowly dispersed, and some people looked at Roland and his group with ill intentions, but after they saw the strength of Roland's group, they immediately broke out in cold sweat and lowered their heads to leave.

So many Tier 2 wizards actually appeared in the harbor together, running away to the South in groups!

It seems that something big is really going to happen in the Eastern Territory.

Soon, that pitiful little sea monster was led over by the Karkblood Lords. She was very frightened.

Although she couldn't see the strength of these people, these people exuded a terrifying demonic aura.

In her fear, she couldn't help but subconsciously approach Roland—this person exuded a very pure divine aura. It was an aura of supreme goodness and purity, which could give people a great sense of security subconsciously.

Roland sighed and draped a piece of clothing over her.

At Catherine's signal, the Karkblood Lord beside her specially held up an umbrella for her, lest she get too much rain and have trouble walking later.

Senior Apprentice Sister smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, little one, what's your name?"

The little Naga showed a surprised expression. She clearly couldn't understand the common language, but she could understand what this witch was saying.

She said a word: "Saren."

Catherine raised her eyebrows: "Saren... Saren! Sure enough, haha, sure enough!"

Catherine gave Roland a look—in the Naga prophecies, there is someone named Siren, Saren, or Seren who will become the new king, unlock the shackles of the Naga race, and give them true freedom!

There are many Nagas named 'Siren,' and the Nagas don't know which one is the person in the prophecy.

But as long as the Twilight Wizards have one candidate, they can intervene in her future and cultivate her into the person in the prophecy.

Roland sighed and thought to himself, 'I knew it. Senior Apprentice Sister doesn't do anything for nothing. How could she be good to someone for no reason?'

Not to mention strangers, even when it comes to Roland, Catherine often secretly calculates against him, but each time she is outwitted by Roland. The two are happy to play this way.

These two dogs belong to the same pack and want to win over each other and suppress each other in some matters.

Roland thought to himself, 'She is now busy with the Yellow Fern Lord's affairs, so how can she have too much energy to manage the affairs of the South? When I get to the South, this hidden line she left behind will probably fall on my head again.'

Catherine and Roland comforted the little Naga for a while, and then took her away.

However, Catherine didn't go directly to the harbor but went straight to the large castle in the harbor.

This harbor is a neutral city that allows anyone to come. And the city lord here is also very famous and very powerful. Whether it is the Three-Headed Serpent or the Black Sails, they all give face and dare not cause trouble in this inland area where black wizards gather.

In name, this city lord is neutral, but where in this world is there a permanent neutral city?

This harbor was so important that White Chess and Twilight had been fighting overtly and covertly over it. Recently, Twilight had become increasingly aggressive, forcing White Chess to initiate negotiations. The city lord here had also long been a weather vane, secretly acting as a dog for the King of Thousand Eyes.

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Soon, the group arrived at a small alley near the castle.

Outside the alley was the large castle in the harbor. Recently, many people had come to the harbor, and to prevent anyone from courting death and causing trouble, the city lord generally stayed in the castle to cultivate in peace.

In the center of the alley, Catherine stopped and said, "Everyone, if you don't show yourselves, I'll take this little one into the castle."

As soon as she finished speaking, shadows moved in the water on the ground, and then six black-robed figures crawled out.

Roland took a closer look and realized that these people were the same ones who had bid against the three-headed snakes earlier.

Looking closely, the skin exposed under the hoods of these people had some scales—they didn't have scales before.

It was unknown whether it was because they were wet or to reveal their identities.

They were all Nagas. After lowering their hoods, they turned out to be all female.

Male Nagas were too large, and their magic wasn't as powerful as female Nagas, making it easy for powerful wizards to see through them at a glance. Coupled with the rain today, it was even easier to expose their identities, so those who came were all female sea demons skilled in disguise.

The leader of the six Nagas actually had four arms.

Multiple arms were a symbol of the Naga gods. Nagas with four or more arms were all royalty—but they had to be adults.

Some Nagas who entered the second tier could also activate ancient bloodlines and grow a second pair of arms.

After they revealed themselves, their expressions were somewhat hesitant, but they were exceptionally respectful.

The Naga leader extended her four arms, crossed them in front of her chest, and bowed. Her common tongue was quite good, but if one listened carefully, one would find that her voice was a bit strange.

It was like singing, with a slight elven accent.

"Noble and powerful witch, we have no intention of offending you, but we hope to make a deal with you."

The Naga leader said a lot, and her attitude was very sincere, but they only had a little over eight thousand magic stones.

But they gave many solemn promises.

Catherine listened to them politely, but what she said next was very impolite.

She said in an arrogant tone, "Everyone knows that the Naga race has no credibility. So your despicable promises are worthless in my eyes. Even if you put aside your notorious reputation, you are just a group of slaves, and the promises of slaves are equally worthless."

The Naga leader's face couldn't help but stiffen slightly.

The once glorious marine empire had indeed been reduced to slaves. And that demigod Hydra was the slave owner holding the long whip in place of the gods.

Catherine continued, "However, I am willing to give you a chance to break free from your shackles. You simply wouldn't think that as long as you follow the prophecy given by the gods, have a new king, you can get a promised land from the hands of God and establish your own country, right?

Hehe, you are just changing from slaves of one master to slaves of another. Or being sent from the sheepfold of the farm to the slaughterhouse.

Be realistic, as sheep, you will never be able to gain freedom from the hands of the farm owner.

The only way for you to gain freedom is to drive away the farm owner like us and turn from sheep into people!

—The King of Thousand Eyes can help you shatter that 'Sea God Stone.'"

The Nagas were shocked.

If Catherine's previous words hadn't been heard by the Nagas, then the latter words hit their hearts.

The so-called Sea God Stone was actually the 'anchor point' in the mouths of the wizards, which could be used to travel to other planes.

The Sea God Stone and other similar items were things used by the gods to anchor this world. Once it was destroyed, the gods would not be able to descend.

The Eastern Wizards had obviously made many, many preparations. Because even within the Naga clan, not many people knew about the Sea God Stone.

Some people might know that there might be such a thing, but they didn't know its specific name.

So, the Eastern Wizards had long been eyeing this thing. Taking it away was within their plan.

The wizards and the sea demons did have a common purpose; everyone disliked the gods.

Catherine reached out and patted the shoulder of the little Naga beside her, and then several spells flashed on her body. The spells disappeared in a flash.

Seeing those spells, the Naga leader's pupils shrank again. She was sure that the witch had left something on the little princess, but she couldn't feel it!

The witch clearly branded a spell on the little princess in front of her, but she couldn't feel it!

What kind of magic was this?

Many of Senior Sister's magic spells were of the level that only 5th-tier wizards could comprehend, so the Nagas naturally couldn't see them.

Catherine smiled and said, "Don't panic, I bought her to save her, not to hurt her. And as my disciple, I should naturally leave a small magic mark on her to facilitate our frequent contact."

The corners of the Nagas' mouths couldn't help but twitch.

A wizard has marked you. If it is used for contact, there is indeed no problem.

However, this is a Twilight Wizard!

As long as they have a strand of your hair, they can make you wish you were dead. What's more, a magic mark has been left on your body?

The Nagas knew the terror of the Twilight Wizards, but they didn't understand their magic. Even if they had a way to prevent the princess from being cursed, as long as the mark couldn't be removed, the Twilight Wizards could locate the princess's position at any time!

This would mean that the entire race would be exposed to the Twilight Wizards' vision, meaning that if they were unhappy, the people of the King of Thousand Eyes could come and kill them at any time!

However, the Nagas were actually overthinking it. Catherine really didn't intend to hurt the little Naga. She didn't need to control the little Naga in this way either.

She would be able to see the little Naga anytime, anywhere, and chat with her in her dreams.

She would carefully teach her and establish a strong mentor-disciple relationship with her. The little Naga would become one of her own, and she would be supported to rise up under her support.

So, Catherine's purpose in leaving the mark was not to hurt her, nor was it to find trouble with the Naga race.

But she deliberately did it for these people to see.

She wanted the Nagas to know what she could do. Let them know what they should pay attention to when trading with her.

The Nagas of this world once had a glorious civilization. Like the elves, they once had an ancient and powerful empire. They were the true overlords of the ocean.

But they didn't seize the opportunity in the War of the High Walls and failed to become the first to undergo magical changes like the wizards.

At the same time, they stood on the wrong side.

They firmly stood on the side of the gods, but the grace that the gods gave them was divine punishment.

Just like many stories in the Bible, God destroyed the Naga Empire with a disaster, and then pointed to several prophets, allowing some Nagas to survive—this was what their God called redemption.

The Nagas became more in awe of the gods and became more in need of the gods.

Now, they are living in precarious conditions under the control of the gods. For the sake of survival and the future, credibility and gratitude have long been worthless to them.

Therefore, it is not enough to communicate with the Nagas with credibility alone, unless they feel fear while being grateful.

Roland thought to himself, 'The Naga race is the cornerstone of the Hydra. As long as the Naga race is controlled, there will be a breakthrough in the Hydra's affairs. In the future, when I get to the south, I'm afraid I will have to deal with various demon races.'

Roland felt that he was probably going to become the King of Thousand Eyes' spokesperson and envoy in the south.

Or the God of Thousand Eyes.

For the north, although the King of Thousand Eyes is the 'Demon Cult Leader,' he is a genuine great sage, a pioneer on the path of truth, and the leader of human resistance to completely drive out the rule of the gods.

But for the southern church, it is different. He is a true heretic and evil god!

He is the God of Doomsday!

As the envoy of His Majesty the King of Thousand Eyes, that is naturally the Messenger of Doomsday.