I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha

Roland felt that if placed in a game, the creaking, groaning Black Anthem would be a perverted 'mechanism'. It could create a domain in an illogical way, defeating enemies with weirdness.

And those various 'boundaries' that enhanced strength were also a kind of 'strange mechanism', able to create a domain in an illogical way—but defeating enemies with perverted stats!

Compared to the Black Anthem, the moves used by priests like Karl were proper and orthodox!

Just as there were demonic sects like Herrakah in the South, there were also orthodox factions—the Papal State was a major one!

Within the various churches of the South, there was a countless treasure trove of knowledge. As a wizard, Roland really wanted to study them.

'But how do I join a church?'

Roland couldn't help but reveal a worried look once again.

At this moment, Roland felt someone walking over.

It was Theresa.

In fact, when Roland walked onto the deck, the person on duty in the watchtower saw him. But seeing that Lord Roland was thinking, they didn't disturb him, and instead notified Theresa.

Theresa had been observing from a distance for a while, and seeing that Lord Roland was free, she walked over.

She said, "Young Master Roland, these past few days we've discovered a strange ship heading towards the same destination as us. I took the liberty of having our ship tail it."

It turned out that during the half-month Roland had been in seclusion, the Stormwind had already reached the coastal waters.

Or rather, after activating the magic core at full power, they had arrived in the coastal waters a week ago.

The ship could dock at any time, but everyone was afraid to wander around. So they had been drifting in the coastal waters. After all, it would be difficult to explain things if they went ashore like this.

These past few days, they had discovered many ships, and wondered if they could sneak onto one and go ashore with the passengers.

So, they chose the best and largest ship, thinking that with more people, there would be more chaos. As long as they could get on board, it would save them a lot of trouble.

After asking about the ship's situation, Roland's eyes lit up slightly.

It was a 'steam yacht'!

Approaching it was very simple—just have the Stormwind swim over like a sea serpent.

Now that the magic core could be used normally, and with the support of the Philosopher's Stone, this ship was not as simple as just a ship.

Like a secret treasure, it possessed many strange abilities.

Roland had always been curious why the 'Titania', such a powerful warship with so many Tier 2 wizards on board, would be so nervous upon hearing about the Three-Headed Serpent.

Perhaps this time he could give it a try.

Seeing that Roland intended to board that ship, Theresa said, "Sir, if we board that ship, what will happen to the Stormwind?"

Roland smiled and took out a delicate large wine bottle: "Put it in the bottle."

To be honest, Theresa and the others had read a lot of books over the years, including many about the Stormwind.

But they hadn't read as much as Roland, nor did they understand as much as him.

To put it bluntly, Roland was now the true captain of this ship, and his understanding and control of it was no less than Dagmar's.

Of course, besides relying on the captain's special artifact, high-level magic was also needed to take the Stormwind away.

After advancing and obtaining the power of two magic potions, this matter was no longer a problem for Roland.

Roland said, "Prepare for 'boarding'. I'll go prepare."

Theresa knew that the boss should have a way to deal with the Stormwind's problem, so she told everyone to get to work.

Roland picked up the large wine bottle and flew into the air. He circled the ship once, and then in front of the bow, he found the ship's shadow.

Then, Roland stretched out his finger and drew in the air, and then the magic carpet flew out of a window in a certain cabin.

He had the magic carpet maintain a uniform speed with the ship, and then sat on the magic carpet.

Roland drank a bottle of magic recovery potion, and then pointed the large wine bottle at the Stormwind's shadow, and began to chant the magic spell.

After guiding the spell at the bow, Roland drove the magic carpet to chant the spell in every corner inside and outside the ship.

This magic spell was very, very long, and Roland slowly ran through every corner inside and outside the big ship to gradually complete it.

As the magic spell was chanted, the scene inside the large wine bottle gradually changed.

There was more water in the wine bottle, and a model of a small boat.

If you looked closely, you would find that the waves of the water were very similar to the waves around the Stormwind, and that ship was the Stormwind.

However, it was still a bit blurry.

This seemed to be a two-stage magic spell. The first stage was very long, and the second stage was very short.

This two-stage magic spell could be chanted separately. After the first stage was completed, as long as the guidance of the second stage was completed, the ship would be put into the bottle.

Putting away the bottle, Roland rubbed his forehead, feeling slightly dizzy.

His magic power was very deep, especially in these years, he had taken many elixirs that increased magic power. The overall magic power was no less than that of a Tier 2 early-stage wizard.

But this magic spell still made him a little overwhelmed.

Among the entire Three-Headed Serpent, I'm afraid only Dagmar could handle it.

Roland thought to himself: "When I'm about to board that ship later, I can just put away the Stormwind."

Lost in thought, Roland returned to the deck.

Theresa and the others were directing many scarecrow sailors to 'stick' to various positions on the ship.

These scarecrow sailors were actually Roland's puppets, level 1-3 magic puppets.

They all had magic power and could use magic spells like a magic carpet.

They were using magic spells to integrate their bodies with the ship.

Before long, the ship's rails, masts, decks, and walls, which were full of various 'seafood', were covered with a pile of scarecrows.

In order to make their bodies stick better, the scarecrow sailors also drove those 'seafood' and spider webs to crawl onto their bodies.

Roland and the nuns checked to make sure they were sticking firmly enough. Occasionally, Roland would move his fingers like a puppeteer, changing the position of some scarecrow sailors.

According to the Stormwind's documents, everyone only needed to stay in the cabin next, but this was the first time Roland had done such a thing, so for the sake of safety, he had most of the puppets stick to the ship.

These puppets were expensive.

With the church and the magic mirror, the basic material for the puppets, 'straw', could be continuously created, but each puppet had a lot of sea monster materials, as well as alchemical materials ripened with herbs.

In addition, they also had magic stones. Low-level ones only needed a few low-grade magic stones, and level 3 ones needed at least one mid-grade magic stone.

In addition to the material cost, Roland also spent a lot of time on them.

Including the puppet incantations, runes, and magic arrays of the Thousand Body Technique. In addition, the technology of puppet stitching and magic carpets was also applied.

Therefore, although these puppets were not good at fighting, they were as good helpers as magic carpets. At critical moments, Roland's consciousness could also descend on them and use them to do things.

With such technology and such materials, any low-level puppet was comparable to a low-grade artifact!

There were more than two hundred scarecrow puppets on the ship. Not counting the technical value of Roland, the great alchemist, and the patent value of the Thousand Body Puppets, Magic Carpets, etc., the total value of the materials alone would exceed one hundred thousand magic stones.

Roland would feel heartache even if he lost one.

Therefore, the scarecrow sailors had stopped working, and only eight servants and Leona could move around on the ship.

At this time, Theresa walked over and said, "Maria and the others are already prepared at the magic core."

Roland nodded and came to the helm on the outer deck of the captain's cabin.

There was a slot on the helm. Roland reached out and took out a delicate and ancient small sea serpent statue.

This statue had a very complex magic spell lock, and only those with the bloodline of the Three-Headed Serpent could use it.

The magic spell lock had been deciphered by Roland, and bloodline was not a problem.

As if holding some kind of sacrificial ritual, he guided a magic spell, and then Roland took out a dagger (artifact) and looked at Miss Diana, who was curiously watching the excitement beside him.

Immediately afterwards, Roland grabbed her hand and slashed it, and the blood from the shepherdess's palm flowed down.

Miss Diana was so frightened that she almost fainted: "Young master, young master, what are you doing? Ahhhhh, Diana is going to die, I'm going to die, I'm afraid of blood..."

Roland rolled his eyes fiercely, held her bloody palm and smeared it on the statue a few times, and then inserted the bloody statue into the 'slot'.

Roland said, "Imagine you are this ship, and you are a sea serpent."

"What?" Diana was still crying.

"Sea serpent! You are a sea serpent!"

Roland suddenly looked at Diana, his eyes seemed to have magic power, affecting Diana's cognition.

—Magic. Mind Warp Lv7

This was a new magic that Roland had adapted based on 'Mind Blast', 'Forbidden Transformation', 'Creak Groan', and the magic theories of the Saint Blood Wizard's charm and the Black Saint Blood Shepherdess.

It could distort people's cognition, and even affect the cognition of a group of people.

Diana had Tier 2 strength, and she was not an ordinary wizard. But due to the Amber Essence, Roland could cast many magics on her in situations where she could not defend. So her resistance to Roland's magic was 0.

In addition, she had many of Roland's tattoos on her body, and Roland's magic had special effects on her.

Diana fainted, and bubbles gurgled frantically on the sea near the ship.

Gradually, the sea seemed to boil. Then, Roland placed Diana into the serpent ring and passionately turned the ship's wheel.

In the blink of an eye, the Storm, traveling at top speed, began to sink slowly into the sea as if it were about to capsize!

The Storm sank into the sea at high speed. After sinking, its speed not only didn't decrease, but actually increased.

Whish, whish, whish...

The violent sea currents washed over the deck and Theresa and the others.

But these nuns didn't even try to dodge. They stood there quietly, gazing at the sky gradually being covered by the water.

When the seawater rushed towards the nuns at high speed, a strange scene appeared—the seawater passed through their bodies as if they were ghosts.

The seawater also continuously passed through Roland's body, but at this moment, he was like a Sairus or a messenger of the sea, unaffected.

At this moment, Roland had a strange feeling—the raging torrent of seawater felt like a gentle breeze, constantly caressing him.

Miss Theresa, the head maid, acted like a loyal navigator, constantly providing Roland with sailing information.

The other nuns acted like captain's assistants, flipping through nautical charts or using the 'Eye of the Sea' on the Storm to observe and track that 'steam yacht'.

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Theresa and the others discovered today that, compared to being on the surface of the sea, the various tools on this ship were actually more suitable for use underwater!

Groups of fish followed the ship, trying their best to keep up.

But before long, there were fewer and fewer fish.

This 'super swordfish' was indeed very fast underwater, even faster than on the surface!

In this strange sea, there were also many schools of fish that swam quickly. But the surrounding fish schools were becoming fewer and fewer.

Because the Storm was diving deeper and deeper.

Gradually, the surrounding fish schools gradually increased again. They were very beautiful and swam at an astonishing speed.

These fish seemed to have some magic. When they gathered together, if you looked at them with the eyes of elements, you would find that the world in the deep sea was very bright.

The nuns quietly took out crystal balls and began recording magical images. Some even secretly struck a few poses.

In this fairy-tale-like scenery, the Storm continuously shuttled through the seabed like a sea serpent.

On the deck at the bow of the ship, a little girl wearing a puppet costume danced happily among the fish.

After a long time...

Just as Theresa had said, the Storm had been quietly following that steam yacht. Its speed, compared to the Storm, was like an old antique from the nineteenth century!

Driven by the almost infinite magic power of the Philosopher's Stone, the Storm caught up with it before long.

When Theresa reported the coordinates again, Roland reduced the sailing speed.

According to the coordinates, the Storm was now two nautical miles ahead of the steam yacht. But the distance between the two sides was far beyond this number.

The steam yacht was about two thousand meters above the Storm. When the nuns looked down at this time, they could already see the strange coral reefs on the seabed—but they needed to close their eyes to see them. When they opened their eyes, it was very dark here.

This sea was full of elemental power. At such a distance, let alone nearly two thousand meters, even dozens of meters underwater, it was difficult for wizards to sense anything traveling underwater with their spiritual sense.

A ship like the Storm, even if it was stuck to the bottom of the ship, wizards would mistakenly think it was a mermaid or a Naga when they detected it.

Theresa said, "We can't go any further, Master. There are mountains ahead, very, very large, continuous mountain ranges. Is it a continental shelf?"

Roland nodded silently, looking at the nuns with a strange expression.

He discovered something. In fact, he should have discovered it when he entered the water.

The nuns could pronounce normally in the water, and he could hear them normally!

After being together for so long, Roland almost regarded these ghosts as people.

If someone saw them talking, they would definitely feel very strange—because in the eyes of others, the nuns didn't make any sound when they spoke. Even their lip movements didn't match!

In fact, everyone didn't need to open their mouths when speaking. They were communicating with the people around them with their minds. So they didn't deliberately release their mental power. If they 'spoke' to Roland alone, others wouldn't be able to hear it.

The nuns didn't have real bodies, and their mental power was very terrifying. They were all outstanding mental masters.

In the eyes of ordinary wizards, these terrifying ghosts had already condensed into entities! They were all extremely difficult ghost wizard BOSSes.

If you put aside the 'Heroic Spirit' attribute and define them according to necromancy, they could be classified as liches.

Moreover, they could indeed be classified as liches, because they were very, very good at 'necromancy'. And it was the extremely strange 'Heraka necromancy'.

If they were to deal with ordinary wizards, even without magic, they could turn people's brains into mush with just their mental power.

Roland communicated with the nuns with his eyes. Then, a few nuns helplessly ran to the bow of the ship and caught Leona.

Everyone entered Roland's serpent ring together. Then, Roland took out the wine bottle and silently recited the second paragraph of the magic spell.

Then, a strange scene happened.

The ship continued forward like a phantom, but after traveling a distance, the phantom disappeared like a ghost.

After it completely disappeared, Roland floated in the sea, and there was a model in the bottle in his hand—the bottle was filled with seawater, and the model was completely immersed in the water.

'I have to pour out the water inside after getting on the ship.'

While thinking, Roland put away the bottle and then looked up.

Because this location was still very deep, the people on the surface of the sea couldn't sense the people underwater at all.

Logically speaking, Roland shouldn't be able to sense the people above either.

But he could clearly feel the ship above. His spirit and magic power were not disturbed by the sea.

Roland kicked his feet, and then, like a swordfish, he left a pile of bubbles in place—the speed was even faster than the Storm!

After swimming just a few times, Roland hurriedly 'braked'. When he stopped, he had already arrived at the bottom of the steam yacht.

'No wonder there are no sea monsters nearby. This depth of two thousand meters is still like a small river for them, not allowing them to stretch out.'

While thinking, Roland lay on the bottom of the ship.

There weren't many barnacles on the bottom of the ship.

Next, like the original 'Naga Miss Mary', he swam around the bottom of the ship for a while.

Roland wanted to use echo-like magic to sense the internal structure of the ship and then choose a cabin to go through the wall.

But he found that the noise generated by the ship traveling in the sea could let him 'hear' the internal structure of the ship.

It seemed that he had inherited the power of Sairus very perfectly. He had to treat Little Red Hand to a mutton meal later.

Roland selected a location, and then he thought for a moment and took out a small box from his arms.

He planned to board the ship with another identity.

After thinking for a long time, Roland decided to use two identities.

The first identity was 'Lance'—Lance actually had an image, and his appearance was somewhat similar to Roland's.

Or rather, this Lance also had black hair and brown pupils.

This was a typical 'Malrode race' characteristic, somewhat like the ancient Roman race. It was very common in the south. Many people in the Holy See had this image.

The second identity was 'Sir Lawrence'.

He planned to use these two identities together.

Lawrence was a saint and also a holy knight. His name could help him suppress the (black) wizard's aura and increase his holy knight's aura.

Lawrence's name was extremely special and could be used with another name.

So he could first take the name 'Lance' and then put the name Lawrence on top of Lance's name!

In this way, it would be even more difficult for others to see through his true identity. Perhaps someone could see through the fake identity of 'Lawrence', but they would mistakenly think that he was Lance.

That small box was the thing that Saladin gave Roland the first time he transformed into Lawrence.

When 'Naga Mary' used this thing to change Roland's name, Roland was very curious about what was inside.

Later, Roland accidentally found this box again in the dimensional bag on the Storm. After opening it, he found that it contained a particularly large 'swan' feather.

Roland shone the feather with the magic mirror and then shone himself, completing the disguise work.

In the mirror, Roland's appearance didn't change at all. Perhaps it would change when others looked at it.

Even his temperament didn't change much. In fact, it did change. The scholarly air on his body was gone, and he became very resolute and upright.

But to be honest, Roland's appearance was already very upright, and his years of martial arts training made his appearance very resolute. Therefore, this identity didn't actually change Roland's temperament, but strengthened this 'upright, tough' feeling.

After that, Roland passed through the steel under the bottom of the ship like a ghost and entered the cabin.

This was a cargo hold.

Cargo Hold No. 7 of the Victoria.

Two sailors and a waitress patrolled the cargo as usual while chatting. They were sleepy-eyed. Judging from the complaints in their mouths, they seemed to have a lot of criticisms about their current work.

It was three in the morning!

Who would patrol the passengers' cargo in the middle of the night?

But the missionary gentlemen specifically requested ‘Nectar of the Holy King.’ This type of wine is exclusively for the Vatican, and even ordinary kings rarely get to enjoy it. However, some smuggled goods occasionally appear on the market, costing dozens of gold pounds per bottle.

The ship doesn't have anything that good, but the missionary gentlemen from the ‘Holy Medical Order’ brought some, so they have to come here to get it.

The waiters aren't allowed to enter the cargo hold alone, so they dragged these two unlucky guys, who were fast asleep in the duty room, along.