I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha

The little Rolands saw Roland approaching and said, "We just recalculated. Originally, we thought the shackles were locked on the person 'Lorenz'. But the god who uses 'Prophecy' isn't very skilled. He has divine power but lacks the support of a logical system.

Basically, an uneducated fellow.

In short, the shackles created by His followers have various bugs—for example, if you change your real name while wearing the shackles, the shackles of 'Lorenz' will be unlocked and then placed on 'Roland. Alleya'."

A name represents a person's concept of existence. Body, soul, past, future, destiny, history... all are related to the name.

When Roland unlocks the shackles and no longer calls himself 'Roland', the shackles will not return to Roland.

Of course, there are simpler methods—such as splitting the soul, forging the soul, copying the jailer's key. Various wizards have their own solutions.

Roland chose the most complicated solution. And he chose this solution because, in this solution, the shackles can be conveniently locked on the Red Saintess.

Roland said, "So, in a moment, I have to let the Red Saintess wear my name first?"

Little Roland nodded and said, "That's right. To be precise, there will be one more Red Saintess named 'Roland. Alleya'. After all, we are all 'Roland. Alleya'."

At this time, another little Roland dressed as an alchemist came over and handed Roland a bottle of potion: "Drink the potion first to increase your SAN value. There are now more than three hundred little Rolands in the church, so the shackles' random number is between 0-300.

The best case is that after a few randomizations, it will run to the Red Saintess. The worst case is that after all the 'Roland. Alleya' are dead, it will run to the Red Saintess.

Although each of the three hundred memories only lasts for 7 days, the combined impact will still be terrifying."

Another little Roland said, "Should we try changing the names of some of us?"

Roland shook his head and said, "No need."

A little Roland picked up the magic mirror, aimed it at the cocoon, and bestowed the name 'Roland. Alleya' upon the Red Saintess.

Then, he aimed the magic mirror at Roland, preparing to change his name when Roland unlocked the shackles.

The little Roland holding the key looked at Roland and said very seriously, "Ready to go crazy?"

"Come on."

Roland drank the potion and stretched out his hands. Then the key Roland unlocked his shackles. The magic mirror Roland helped Roland change his name.

After that, everyone looked at the crowd outside the side hall.

Soon they discovered that sparks were constantly emerging from the bodies of the 'abstract straw little Rolands' in the crowd—that was the damage caused by the dissipation of magic power.

The little Rolands turned into pure straw one by one. At the same time, many, many memories also appeared in Roland's mind.

In the first memory, he was originally standing in the crowd chatting with another self. As a result, a pair of shackles suddenly appeared on his hands. Immediately afterward, his magic power quickly disappeared.

After losing his magic power, he turned into pure straw.

And in a certain memory, he was clearly chatting with himself, but found that a pair of shackles suddenly appeared on the hands of another self, and then that self was recycled.

Immediately afterward, a pair of shackles suddenly appeared on his hand.

Such memories constantly reappeared, followed by the various things he had done in these seven days. He was researching music, researching magic potions, researching alchemy, the Path of Truth, swordsmanship...

Countless memories flooded into Roland's mind. Cold sweat streamed down Roland's face.

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A large amount of memory inexplicably washed Roland into the underlying world.

In a trance, Roland found himself sitting in the cabin.

The people in the cabin were all sleeping, only he and the enchanting beauty in front of him were awake.

The woman was standing in front of him with a pale face, doing a striptease.

He said with a smile, "Your Excellency Countess Belinda... Oh, let's just call you that for now. After all, you are unwilling to reveal your true identity.

I thought you would hold out for a few more days. It's only the third day, and you've already compromised. I thought your mouth could be harder for a few more days."

The woman danced and said coldly, "Stop talking nonsense, 'Lorenz', remember our agreement."

Suddenly, Roland found that the surrounding environment had changed.

It was still the same cabin, but the positions of the sleeping people in the distance were different.

The woman was naked, holding her hands in front of her chest, trying to cover herself a little. She seemed to be facing a choice.

He said with a smile, "Miss Belinda, today is already the fourth day. Are you still hesitating? Do I have to tell you the story again?

Today, we have already learned from the jailer that their keys are temporary. If you want to truly unlock the prophecy on the shackles, you need 'Lord Dagma's' key.

You need me to cooperate with you to steal the key, don't you?

You know, as long as I nod, the leaders of the Three-Headed Serpent will be very happy to meet me.

But I have to take a great risk, don't I?

So, what price are you willing to pay?"

The woman said angrily, "Despicable Holy Knight, you clearly won against me, but you suddenly went back on your word! Your methods are even more shameless than those of black wizards!"

He smiled and said, "Belinda, on the day you accepted my conditions, you should have known that I wouldn't just coerce you once... You can't kill me, the witness, but you accidentally revealed your secret. The worst thing is that if you want to get out, you still need a main member like me to join. Otherwise, you can't defeat Dagma."

Every one of my cards is clearly better than the cards in your hand, but you thought at the beginning that you could turn around and coerce me?

Hehe, be good, just like you learned from the jailer, as long as I am willing to join the Three-Headed Serpent, 'Lord Dagma' will be very willing to send me back to the 'Heretical Inquisition' and give me a slave named 'Belinda'.

I can let you go halfway, or I can take you back to the 'Heretical Inquisition' prison.

I am different from you. I am not a prisoner. I can become a partner of the owner of this ship at any time!"

Belinda widened her beautiful eyes and said seriously, "Don't be delusional, Lorenz. Cooperating with me is your only way out! Dagma may indeed accept your conditions, but it is more likely that he will not.

Because the 'Secret Society of Light' needs a second-order sacrifice!

Although the benefit of sending you to the 'Secret Society of Light' is not greater than letting you go, this benefit is more secure!"

He laughed: "So, Miss Belinda, do you understand your situation? They need a second-order sacrifice."

Belinda trembled all over. She didn't expect this guy to see through her realm!

Belinda said, "Don't force me to shatter the Philosopher's Stone! At that time, you will become Dagma's only choice!"

He spread out his hands and said, "So things are stuck here. I dare not betray you, and you can't force me to cooperate with you to escape."

Belinda said angrily, "You are a psychopath! Clearly, it is the only way out for us to escape together, why are you unwilling!"

He showed that face again: "Yes, so, why do we have to be so entangled?

You only need to lower your head, and we can reach a consensus... Look, I specially washed it so clean."

Lowering her head, to be honest, Miss Belinda had done this kind of thing more than once in order to achieve her various goals, but J women also have dignity!

Miss Belinda finally lowered her head in humiliation. She said, "It's settled, just this once!"

He said seriously, "Just this once!"

The scene changed again.

Time seemed to have come to the fifth day.

Obviously, he had broken his promise again.

The scene changed again. This was the sixth day.

The scene changed again. This was the seventh day.

He chuckled, "Miss Belinda, you blood-drained wizards really have no integrity or bottom line. It's only the seventh day..."

"Yes, despicable Holy Knight, don't even think about returning to the Vatican!"

Miss Belinda suddenly opened her fangs and bit him.

An extremely pleasant feeling came from his neck. He finally said in his heart: 'Hahaha, dying under a peony flower... Bah! What the hell! You have to kill me for a moment of pleasure, don't you!

The straw body only has 2 points of health in total, and you have to prostitute!?

It's okay if you prostitute others, but you have to prostitute a vampire!

She bites people when she's excited!

Besides, she had been plotting for my blood for a long time, she wouldn't bite me!

What's more, she had ulterior motives—she wanted to inject blasphemous blood into 'Lorenz's' body so that he would have no way out and could not return to the Vatican!

My straw body only has two points of health, and this bite will kill me, right? Wait, am I little Roland or Roland?'

Church

"Fack! Fack! Fack!!!"

Roland jumped up from the ground cursing, and then hurriedly activated the Serpent Ring, sending himself from the church to the cabin.

In the cabin, Miss Belinda was staring blankly at the scarecrow beneath her. She seemed very puzzled—why had Lord Roland turned into a scarecrow?

Just then, the magical energy of the artifact (Serpent Ring) flickered from the scarecrow's chest, and then, another person appeared before her.

Miss Belinda raised her head in confusion, then her pupils suddenly contracted.

Roland said pretentiously, "It's a wizard's artifact with a doppelganger spell inside. Countess Belinda, you have fulfilled your agreement, and I will also fulfill my agreement to join you and escape with you."

Miss Belinda stood up, using her shirt to cover her body as she sized Roland up and down for a good while.

Then, she actually asked this question: "Who are you?"

A thunderbolt flashed through Roland's mind.

Damn it, I've been exposed!

Suddenly, Miss Belinda's pupils shrank—she recognized this person.

Even if he turned to ashes, every Bloodied Wizard would recognize him!

. . .

. . .

From Miss Belinda's eyes, Roland suddenly realized a problem.

When he unlocked the shackles, he had changed his name multiple times. Later, he unified it with countless 'Roland. Alleier'.

Now, the identity he was using was Roland. Alleier, not 'Lawrence'!

Previously, Roland had been using the name 'Lawrence' to play the role of Lawrence.

Including the little scarecrow Roland outside, he had also been using the name 'Lawrence' to play the role of Lawrence.

So, in other people's eyes, his image and the scarecrow Roland's image were different!

Obviously, he was never Lawrence, but a wizard who had been pretending to be Lawrence!

In the hands of this imposter, there were no cards to threaten Belinda.

Because he was not the second-tier Holy Knight 'Lawrence', nor could he negotiate with the three-headed snakes. He didn't even dare to wander around in front of 'Lord Dagmar'. Because he and Belinda were different, he didn't have shackles and possessed magic. If he was in contact with him for a long time, he would discover his abnormality!

So, he had been deceiving this lady with despicable means.

Just as little Roland said, he didn't need to take responsibility after sleeping with Miss Belinda. After all, once they got off the ship, their cooperative relationship would end.

But the premise was that she had been deceived!

The premise was that she didn't know that Lawrence was an imposter.

Sleeping with Miss Belinda was okay, but he couldn't deceive her. Because she was a second-tier Bloodied Wizard! A second-tier wizard who already had a personal feud with Baron Roland of the Black Abyss!

Belinda was not stupid, she was a second-tier wizard, and a very cunning and shrewd second-tier wizard!

As long as she sorted out her thoughts a little, she would understand!

—Damn it, everything's exposed!

Sure enough, after only two or three seconds, Miss Belinda suddenly showed a look of realization.

Then she looked at Roland, narrowed her eyes slightly, and flames of extreme anger spewed out from her eyes.

She recognized this person, she would recognize this Black Abyss Wizard even if he turned to ashes!

Faced with Belinda's questioning, Roland froze for a few seconds. Then he calmly bowed slightly and said, "Respected Madam Belinda, who I am is not important. What is important is that I can be 'Lawrence' at any time. And others will definitely believe me.

Of course, if there is a choice, I would prefer that we can cooperate to escape from here. After all, I can't really use Lawrence's identity to return to the Inquisition.

Secondly, cooperating with me, the value I can play is no less than Lawrence's.

Finally, you should be glad that I am not Lawrence. Because I am obviously a better partner.

Because cooperating with Lawrence is like seeking skin from a tiger.

And cooperating with me, you will have more initiative."

Belinda's face changed many times, and she was silent for a full five or six seconds.

First, she was very angry—she had just been screwed over by this little bastard!

But soon she began to consider the matter from her own interests.

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Belinda displayed the true colors of a Bloodied Witch, she put aside her emotions, and went straight to the topic of interest in a cold and straightforward manner: "What is your value?"

Roland stretched out his hands and showed his wrists.

Belinda first looked at Roland's hands in confusion, then her pupils suddenly shrank.

Belinda asked, "You cracked the 'Original Sin Shackles'?"

Roland thought to himself: 'So it's called the 'Original Sin Shackles'? Sounds like a unique technology of the Southern Church.'

Roland drew a circle around the scarecrow on the ground with his finger, and then the scarecrow stood up as if it were controlled by a string, with a pair of shackles on its hands.

Belinda's face changed slightly. This scarecrow had been with her for seven days, and it had been wearing shackles. There was a logic to it, but Belinda had just ignored it.

Now, looking at the shackles on the scarecrow's hands, she suddenly realized a problem.

Did this kid unlock the shackles seven days ago?

Also, what had she been doing with?

Had she been doing it with this kid, or had she been going crazy with a scarecrow all these days?!

Everyone thought that the scarecrow was Lawrence! But in fact, Lawrence was just a scarecrow that couldn't move!

Roland said, "I haven't completely analyzed the magical logic of this shackle, but my team did find a way to unlock the shackles without paying any price during the experiment."

Belinda's face changed several times involuntarily.

Roland's words were very misleading. It seemed that before he came, the Black Abyss or some team had conducted a lot of experiments on the Southern Original Sin Shackles.

Thinking of this strange scarecrow, this guy obviously came prepared and had team support behind him!

Belinda subconsciously took half a step back and said vigilantly, "What exactly do you want to do?"

She suddenly didn't care whether Roland had the value to cooperate with her—this kid obviously did!

She was worried that she would be drawn into the vortex!

Originally, Belinda was still thinking about the 'Path of Holy Blood', but this idea was now half extinguished.

This kid was a big vortex! He was not alone!

Roland smiled and said, "Dear Miss Belinda, to tell you the truth. No one on this ship can leave alive. Except for Bloodied Wizards."

Belinda's pupils suddenly shrank.

I knew it, I knew it!

The Twilight Council would not let the traitors go south alive!

So... Saladin and the Twilight Council were actually in cahoots?!

No, impossible... Something must have happened in this matter.

This accident caused 'Baron Roland of the Black Abyss' to fail to complete the mission smoothly.

The whole team may be divided into two groups. One group continued to lurk on Saladin's side. This group has been difficult to complete the original task of assassinating traitors, so they may have changed their plans.

For example, taking a step back and killing some important traitors. Or trying to win over Saladin.

The other group is here. Baron Black Abyss is in charge. Although he is only a small first-tier mid-level wizard. But this notorious terrorist is definitely in charge!

Bloodied Fort was destroyed in his plan. In the matter of Bloodied Fort, even Twilight Princess listened to his command and cooperated with him. So he is definitely in charge of this mission.

What is a slave ship and Bloodied Fort compared to the huge Bloodied Fort that was destroyed?

Belinda said with a solemn expression: "The price, Lord Baron of the Black Abyss. What kind of price do we need to pay to gain freedom. Let me be more blunt, why can Bloodied Wizards leave alive,"

Baron Black Abyss is right, the person in front of him does not have such a title, even the title of Baron Black Abyss, which once existed, no longer exists today.

But Baron Black Abyss has become the code name of this terrorist.

Roland bowed with his hand on his chest and said, "Madam Belinda, first of all, please believe that who lives and who dies is not up to me, a small baron, to decide.

Secondly, it is 'Count Durand' and 'Countess Wendy Shaber' who betrayed the Twilight Council. To be precise, it is Bloodied Fort that betrayed the Twilight Council. Not the Bloodied family.

Then, Countess Avia, Countess Nara, Countess Cesa, Countess Ambika, and Countess Griselda and Countess Mora, oh, I forgot to say, they are now countesses. The land of Bloodied is too big and will be divided into six counties in the future.

Finally, I don't think a small lord like Belinda, who is not so close to 'Count Durand' and 'Countess Wendy Shaber', still needs to be charged with treason.

Don't you think so?

Roland's hateful smiling face reminded 'Belinda' of her experiences in the past seven days.

She pursed her lips and took a deep breath. Then, she let go of the clothes she was holding.

With a snap, the clothes fell to the ground. That graceful figure appeared in front of Roland.

Roland: "? ? ?"

Miss Belinda leaned over charmingly, knelt in front of Roland flatteringly, and reached out to untie his belt.

She smiled and said, "Your Excellency Baron, so, how would you like me to cooperate?"

Roland hurriedly reached out his hand, helping her up, then picked up a cloak from the ground and draped it over her, wrapping her up tightly.

Roland said nervously, "Miss Belinda, please conduct yourself with more decorum. I have a family, and I am absolutely loyal to the Thousand-Eyed King and the Twilight Princess!

Furthermore, while I am the person in charge of this operation, and my suggestions do carry considerable weight within the team, there are some matters that I need to discuss with my second-in-command before giving you an answer."

Belinda's eyes flickered slightly, and she instantly 'understood' Roland's meaning.

Within Roland's team, there were spies from the Twilight Princess, and even the Thousand-Eyed King. The scarecrow probably had a high-level spatial artifact within its body, perhaps even a 'dimensional' spatial artifact. The rest of the team were within it.

Many things, they would report to the Twilight Princess, and even the Thousand-Eyed King. Generally speaking, a Wizard Lord, or even a Tower Master, was just a pawn serving the Twilight King's confidants.

But the Black Abyss Baron's superior was the Twilight Princess, and the Twilight Princess was the Thousand-Eyed King's representative.

Besides, even if he wasn't the Thousand-Eyed King's son-in-law, his accomplishments in many matters were enough to warrant a little attention from the higher-ups.

Not to mention the matter of Heraka of the Sacred Blood, which involved a god—this was the baron under Lord Yellow Fern!

That was enough for the Thousand-Eyed King to take another look at him.

Therefore, if the Thousand-Eyed King suddenly had a whim and asked his son-in-law to do a small task, testing whether this son-in-law was worth cultivating, wasn't that perfectly normal?

Roland continued, "As for the conditions and price you inquired about, as a group of Blood-Depleted Wizards loyal to the Twilight Council, they should know what they should and shouldn't do after arriving in the South.

If this operation succeeds, and you successfully reach the South, then someone will contact you in the future when needed.

Of course, all of this has a prerequisite.

That is, you need to prove your loyalty in this operation."

Belinda knelt on one knee, her face showing some excitement, some solemnity, and some ruthlessness: "Please rest assured, Your Majesty! When this ship arrives in the South, there will definitely be no traitors left alive!"

This was an opportunity to pledge allegiance to the Thousand-Eyed King!

A small, second-tier wizard like herself actually had such a chance to communicate directly with the heavens!

When the Black Abyss Baron reported this matter, he would mention the name 'Belinda,' and the Thousand-Eyed King would see it... That's right, from now on, I am Belinda!

In these seven days, Belinda had indeed done very well.

She had already turned many important crew members into her slaves. Among these crew members, many were actually just small three-headed snake wizard apprentices. But they were the most important and easily overlooked grassroots key personnel.

For example, the crew member responsible for cleaning the ship—that person was a low-level apprentice, but he had the magic keys to 90% of the doors and the secret codes to the magic locks!

Another example was the group of crew members in the monitoring room who spent their days slacking off—this was clearly an important position, but those responsible for these matters were a group of apprentices!

Sometimes, going to the leader wouldn't get things done; instead, you had to find the small clerk under him!

That small clerk might be an old ox who only did hard and tiring work, but he was the current manager!

If he closed his eyes, the leader would be blind. If he told a few lies, it would be difficult for everyone to know the truth!

But he was often the kind of person who was easily overlooked; as long as nothing happened, no one would think of him.

Now, Belinda had taken care of all the grassroots 'current managers' in the three-headed snake.

Therefore, as long as she helped cover things up, Roland could safely let the Red Saintess sing.

That's right, his musicality wasn't good, and singing squeaky sounds now wouldn't have much effect... But every banshee was a professional singer.

Roland even provided her with a band. Seven first-tier Good Spirits plus one second-tier Red Saintess; it wouldn't be long before everyone's SAN was emptied, even turning negative.

When everyone's SAN had dropped to almost zero, Roland, the protagonist, would take the stage.

Belinda believed that Roland might create a big commotion like he did last time at Blood-Depleted Fortress. She underestimated this matter too much.

Last time, Heraka did indeed perform in person, but the goddess's purpose wasn't to turn Blood-Depleted Fortress into a place of mystery, so she didn't let loose, only humming a few times.

But this time, Roland's purpose was to mess things up to the extreme!

He planned to have the Red Saintess and the others sing for half a month... God knows what would happen!

Roland needed Belinda and the others to help him deal with the BOSS, so he would keep their SAN at a certain level.

After discussing the plan with Belinda, Roland gave her some magic potions. Then, he created a small Roland, took out the magic mirror, turned him into Lawrence, and had the small Roland stay in the cabin in his place.

Afterward, Roland entered the Snake Ring.

'In the Path of Truth and the Path of Faith, which path has the highest priority?'

'Under the premise of an 80% probability of touching the Door of Truth, how many servants will touch the Path of Truth, and how many will touch the Path of Faith?'

And how many will touch both doors?"

With these doubts, Roland came to the church.

He was now very concerned about the Good Spirits' advancement situation.

No matter which path they took, as long as they advanced now, that was fine!

Otherwise, once something went wrong with the Seven Servants, many things later on, such as the Red Saintess, would go wrong.

As a result, after entering the church in the Snake Ring, Roland inspected the servants, flipped through the books, and then was completely stunned in place.

They seemed to have become 'Heroic Spirits'! But they weren't Heroic Spirits!

They were walking neither the Path of Faith nor the Path of Truth.

The description of one of the servants was written like this in the book.

[Name: Theresa Alaya]

[Species: Mad Heroic Spirit (Early First Tier)]

[Attributes: Holy/Shadow]

[Identity: Mad Nun, Chief Priest of Heraka's Church, Roland's Disciple/Alaya's Familiar/Head Maid]

[Mastery: (Various Magic)]

[Path of Faith/Truth: Shepherdess of the Sacred Blood I (Entry Level)]

[Personal History: This mysterious nun no longer remembers her last name, only her first name.

After she became Alaya's disciple and retainer, she took Rabbi as her last name and swore to be forever loyal to her Rabbi.

She has devout faith, but what she believes in is somewhat strange, so much so that it is impossible to determine what kind of believer she is.

She can use true magic and chant devout sacred sounds.

In any case, she has her own faith, but she is walking on the path of truth.

No magic book can divine or predict their future path... Their fate line is completely chaotic; this path is full of reason and madness.]