I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha

This was a three-story, pointed-roof house in the Victorian style, suggesting that the owner was quite wealthy.

The house was inhabited by a master and several mistresses.

The furnishings in the house were quite tasteful, typical of a minor noble family in the nineteenth century.

For a minor noble without a fiefdom, such a house was quite respectable.

But if this minor noble were a member of the royal family, it would be a bit too humble.

The Old Church practiced polygamy, but in reality, most people were monogamous because the conditions for marrying a second wife were very strict.

Therefore, only the great nobles and the royalty of Aolaiye could have multiple wives.

The wives each had their own preferences; some liked to clean, some liked to drink, and some wives... liked to make wishes, liked to play, and were both unskilled and loved to play.

"Mommy, why does wishing turn you into a rice cooker?" Little Roland pestered his mother, asking repeatedly.

His father liked to tell fairy tales, especially fairy tales.

His father had just told a story. The other children had grown up and were no longer interested in their father's stories.

Little Roland was still young and fascinated by his father's stories.

His father's fairy tales often contained metaphors.

The story he just told contained a metaphor about 'not making random wishes to gods'.

His father believed that people's wishes were often not fulfilled, but they had to pay a price for them—these gods could be understood by people, and they often cared about their own interests.

And the gods who could fulfill any wish often didn't need you to pay any price. But they all had one characteristic—they were existences completely beyond human comprehension. They didn't care about anything.

In your eyes, the world is the world. Based on your own understanding, you try your best to describe your wish.

In the eyes of ordinary gods, the human world might be a sheepfold that pleases them, or an anthill that they hate.

But in the eyes of those gods, who knows what the world is?

Maybe it's a rice cooker, who knows?

Because He is also a rice cooker.

The Rice Cooker Goddess.

Their cognition is indescribable.

People don't even know what They are. They try to understand gods based on their own understanding.

But who knows what gods are like?

Who knows what your wish looks like in Their eyes?

So, you make a wish to such a god. Who knows what kind of result you'll get?

Perhaps you wish for world peace, but in His eyes, your wish is 'quick cooking, automatic cooking, and steaming buns'.

Hearing Little Roland's question, his mother showed a compassionate smile.

The gentle mother was very dignified and pure, her face compassionate, like a saint.

Recently, his mother had been a little obsessed with rice cookers. After his father bought a rice cooker, his mother played with it in the kitchen all day long, wishing she could cook eight meals a day.

His mother had a lot of temperament. People who didn't know her would definitely think that this lady worked in the church.

But in reality, her mind was always filled with strange ideas. And she was both unskilled and loved to play.

Half of the problems at home were her fault.

The other half was blamed on the wife who loved to clean.

The third wife, Ms. Elune, was very steady, but she had a drinking problem. Drinking was one thing, but the key was that she only drank expensive stuff—she couldn't get drunk, so she drank a lot.

She would throw a tantrum if she didn't drink. Things would get very serious.

The family didn't have much money to begin with. His father was very worried about maintaining the family.

Being in this family was like being in prison!

Saying three or two years was fine, three or fifty years wasn't much, but...

His father felt very tired. He had been wanting to find a quiet place to rest recently.

The mother in front of him, like a saint, was called Elizabeth.

She looked like someone with a lot of philosophical knowledge, and what she said next did have some logic.

Regarding Little Roland's question of 'why does wishing to God turn the world into a rice cooker', the mother replied:

"When people wish to God for world peace, God turns the world into a rice cooker. In fact, it can become anything.

Frying pans, stoves, ovens... can all perfectly realize the wishes of the world.

Because rice cookers have no concept of war.

You are the button of the rice cooker, and I am the power cord of the rice cooker. Our hearts and hands are connected, and we become one.

This is the most perfect world.

God will respond to the world unconditionally. He will fulfill all requests.

Because God loves the world."

Roland was enlightened.

【You are enlightened! Compassionate Foolish Saintess Theology Comprehension +999】

【You are enlightened! Strange Angel's Path Comprehension +998】

【You are enlightened! Compassionate Dawn Saint Mother Theology Comprehension ++997】

【You are enlightened! Strange Angel's Path Comprehension +996】

【You are enlightened! Compassionate Foolish Saintess Theology】

"Ahem, Sir Roland, can you stop touching it for a while? Let's play cards," Miss Brianna's voice pulled Roland back from his thoughts.

Roland looked at the cards in front of him and pushed them away: "I win."

A large circle of people surrounded the seven-sided table. Seeing the cards, their eyes widened.

Instantly, the room buzzed with discussion, both those at the table and those watching the excitement.

Roland held his forehead, feeling a little dizzy.

Today's exploration was a bit deep, and the time was a bit long.

Including Roland this time, there had been 18 winning hands at the card table today.

Roland had won a large portion of them.

He saw a little too much, and his mind was a little confused.

Just now, in this last hand, he even had a hallucination.

It was a childhood memory.

His father really liked to tell fairy tales.

Every time his mother was angry, or when his mother did something his father didn't like, he would tell one.

He should have loved his mother very much.

But he always said that this home was a prison.

Brianna asked curiously from the side: "What did you remember again?"

Roland knew that this was the Soul-Seizing Spirit. He also had some desire to confide in someone now.

So, he began to confide: "My father's name doesn't seem to be Anthony. Anthony is his alias. He's a member of a magic society.

Um... it seems to be called something like 'Abnormal Something Research Center'?

It should be a research institute."

"Abnormal Something Research Center? Research institute?" Brianna frowned.

Witcher towers were everywhere in the Eastern Border, and witcher towers were research institutes, but people didn't use the term research institute.

The South did have various research institutes.

Such as steam research institutes, textile research institutes, and the like.

Brianna thought to herself: 'A research institute with magicians might be a place similar to the Department of Mysteries.

Like the 'Abnormal Weather Research Center'!

Or the 'Abnormal Geology Research Center', the Abnormal Disaster Research Center!

Roland's father was a member of the Aolaiye family born in Valeria. His ancestors were all in the South.

He went out traveling when he was very young. Perhaps he stayed in the South for a long time when he was young.'

Roland said: "Yes, it was a research institute, and also a magic society. And my father was a magician.

These magicians rarely went out. And there was also an unwritten rule among them, which was that people who went out traveling would all wear the name 'Anthony'.

My father's position in the institute seemed to be very high. So the salary was not bad.

When I was a child, my family lived quite decently. But my mothers were a little bit extravagant.

So maybe he was a little tired, so my father secretly took me back to his hometown.

He hoped that I could learn and grow in the Eastern Border, and become a witcher in the Eastern Border. Because there are no gods in the Eastern Border.

But after he returned to his hometown, he encountered that kind of thing... With his personality, it should have been difficult for him to stay out of it.

He shouldn't have gone crazy. I don't know where he went now."

"Alas. I feel like my dad deliberately found an excuse to leave me with Baron Hall."

Brianna pretended not to understand which thing Roland was talking about and said: "Maybe there was a sudden emergency at home that he had to go back and deal with?"

Roland shook his head and said: "I feel like the biggest possibility is that my mom caught my dad back... He suffered, sank into the bottom world. So my mother saw him and caught him back."

Brianna: "..."

After a moment of silence, Brianna asked with a strange expression: "Are you saying that your mother might not be a normal human being?"

Roland nodded deeply, but then shook his head blankly.

He said: "I'm sure my father and mother are just ordinary people... But, which normal mother would arrange a ghost marriage for her child?"

Brianna's eyes twitched violently. She asked angrily: "Ghost marriage? What kind of marriage did your parents arrange for you? Who is that woman?"

Roland glanced at this gossipy woman and ignored her.

He looked at the others and found that everyone's discussion was almost over. So he said: "It's almost ten o'clock, I have to go back. According to the usual practice, let's locate the Soul-Seizing Spirit one last time."

Hearing this, many old Black Abyss people remembered what they were discussing with.

They were discussing with a group of ghosts how to catch ghosts!

Everyone coughed and said: "Yes, yes, yes, everyone hurry up and get to the table. After determining who the Soul-Seizing Spirit is, we'll get off work today."

Five people went to the table.

At this time, Johnson led a few old Black Abyss people, smiling and pulling Coleridge over.

Everyone said to Coleridge, "You replace Brianna."

Coleridge said with a face full of doubt, "What do you mean? Why suddenly let me replace Brianna... Wait, you just secretly took pictures of everyone at the poker table, you old lunatics, don't suspect me, right?"

As he spoke, he took out the Mirror of Truth from his bosom with some anger, and shone it on himself in front of everyone.

In the mirror, there were only the projections of the people behind Coleridge, not him.

Coleridge's face couldn't help but stiffen slightly, and he said, "I've been shining it on other people, I haven't shined it on myself..."

As he spoke, Coleridge's figure slowly disappeared. The mirror in his hand fell on the table with a clatter.

The other five people looked at everyone with strange expressions and said, "Who else needs to be replaced? Who else at the table is a ghost?"

Everyone looked at the five of them without saying a word.

The five people suddenly realized and slowly disappeared.

— "Hey, after all this trouble, it turns out I really am a ghost."

— "Accurate, so accurate!"

— "Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!"

Today, the obsession of the Mind-Snatching Holy Spirits is 'Who is the ghost'.

This thought has been lingering in their minds since they entered the door today—they didn't even play mahjong well.

Now, they have finally gotten the answer and satisfied their obsession, so they disappeared.

After the six Mind-Snatching Holy Spirits disappeared, the old Black Abyss members discussed various things in a hubbub.

Brianna happily returned to the poker table alone. She took the mirror and shone it, then turned to look at Roland: "No wonder you were randomly drawing cards, drawing so vigorously, so happily... You thought I was a Mind-Snatching Holy Spirit, so no matter how you touched me, I wouldn't complain, right?"

Roland's back was covered in cold sweat.

Roland squeezed out a smile and said, "Sister, whatever you want me to do, please feel free to tell me."

"Hmph, prepare 200,000 magic stones."

Brianna snorted coldly and turned to leave.

Roland was dumbfounded.

After a moment, Roland suddenly frowned and thought to himself, 'I really do have 200,000 magic stones. Is this guy trying to scare me, or does she know how much money I have?'

Roland became suspicious.

Putting this matter aside for the time being, Roland took out a few bottles of 'Elixir of Immortality' from his pocket and placed them on the table.

An old man suddenly walked over, curiously picked up the Elixir of Immortality, and looked at it twice.

Then he suspiciously opened the wooden stopper on the small bottle, fanned it with his hand at the mouth of the bottle, and sniffed it slightly.

After smelling it, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned—this guy was obviously a master of potions.

He looked at Roland and said with some surprise, "Roland, where did you get these bottles of Deep Sea Elixir of Immortality? The quality is very unique."

This person was Williams—he called Roland 'Roland'.

Roland sized up the old guy with a strange expression.

After thinking for a while, Roland tentatively said, "Respected Elder Williams, you know, I've been at sea for more than twenty years. This is what I alchemized myself based on the alchemical notes collected by the Three-Headed Serpent Dagmar."

Williams' pupils shrank slightly. He put the bottle cap back on and said, "The new generation of Black Abyss members is really getting more and more amazing... Roland, you have some of Miss's demeanor back then."

After a pause, Williams stroked his beard and said, "Are you interested in learning potion-making with me?"

Roland immediately got up and performed a teacher-apprenticeship ceremony. Then he took out the book "Deep Sea Alchemy and the Elixir of Immortality" and presented it to Williams as a teacher-apprenticeship gift.

Pretending to calmly flip through the book, and confirming that it was what he wanted, Williams' eyes couldn't help but light up—as expected of our Black Abyss cub, upon hearing that I wanted to take him as a disciple, he understood my meaning, he's on the ball!

The old guy was not interested in the Elixir of Immortality at all.

He was the same age as Johnson, and he still had five hundred years to live!

He was only interested in alchemy.

After thinking for a while, Williams said, "The value of this book is not small, I won't take advantage of you. I can teach you three improved spells for free, or a secret technique that I'm good at. If you're interested in alchemy, I can lend you my notes to study.

Come to my office around twelve o'clock tomorrow."

Roland said respectfully, "Teacher, I was just about to find a time to find you. The Black Abyss School is currently researching a new Path of Truth, which brings together the Rings of Truth of the Black Abyss, the Bloodless Baron, and Heraka.

Elder Uthered believes that this Path of Truth can be completely integrated with the Path of Faith of the Dawn Sect to form a new 'Path of Faith and Reason'.

In this way, the Black Abyss wizards in the Eastern Territory can cultivate the Path of Truth.

And for people like you who can no longer walk the Path of Truth, there will be a new path.

Currently, the third door of the Path of Truth has been opened.

Using the Seven-Point Array, we can completely find a way to integrate the Path of Faith and Reason in a short time.

So Teacher Uthered hopes you can help research this matter."

Williams sighed and said, "I don't have time to research this now... However, you can tell this news to other people. For some people, the Elixir of Immortality plus this Path of Faith and Reason is a great piece of news."

After a pause, Williams looked at Roland with a smile that was not a smile, and said, "There's no need to come so often. We old guys can't do as much in a few years as you can do in a day. Your efficiency is a bit too high, just come over every few days."

As he spoke, Williams walked away with a smile.

He was obviously not interested in the Path of Truth either.

He was already a demigod.

Was there any need to rush to become an immortal?

Roland frowned as he watched his back.

Williams was not interested in the Elixir of Immortality and the Path of Truth—this was in Roland's expectation.

However, this guy was clearly going crazy just now, thinking he was the Archbishop. Now he suddenly woke up.

What was the condition for him to wake up?

Or was someone influencing him from behind?

Or, was he deliberately pretending in front of certain people?

Roland felt that the werewolf was about to gradually surface. This matter had to be communicated with Senior Sister.

Roland thought to himself, 'I feel that I've been pushing the 'Unified Theory of Mind-Snatching Holy Spirits' a bit too fast recently. If this continues, we won't have time to prepare much, and the werewolf will take action.

That old guy Williams is right.

But there can't always be someone following up on this... But as soon as I come over, the progress will soar.'

After meeting Williams today, Roland had an idea.

He thought to himself, 'Perhaps Senior Sister can tentatively contact Williams. This guy is awake around twelve o'clock at noon.

If Williams can be settled, Senior Sister won't need to stare at him so closely. That way, she can pretend to be me tonight...'

Let Senior Sister play himself... Senior Sister knows him too well, she will definitely be able to play him well.

Putting this matter aside, Roland deliberately attracted everyone's attention, and he talked about the Elixir of Immortality and the Path of Faith and Reason.

Everyone's performance was similar to Johnson's back then—Johnson, the old geezer, replayed it again.

Johnson immediately said that he would bring the Holy Fruit tomorrow and let Roland alchemize the Elixir of Immortality. The alchemized things would naturally be Roland's personal property. But everyone would pay the price to exchange.

As for the Path of Faith and Reason... there was no rush to study this matter.

After all, even if the two paths were ready-made, it would take time to integrate them. It would take at least ten or twenty years.

However, everyone said that after Roland brought it over tomorrow, everyone would take a look first.

Whether the 'Shepherdess of Black Holy Blood' could be compatible with the Path of Faith of the Dawn Sect, everyone would take a look and study it to find out.

Roland thought to himself, 'You don't need to study it, there's no need for ten or twenty years, in a few days, I'll be able to run out the Path of Faith and Reason on the Answer Machine.'

That night, Roland asked for the Straw Puppet and the Mirror back, and sang a duet with the Straw Puppet, rushing back to the ward on time.

The two went outside to wash up, and when they returned to the room, they saw Sister Florence coming in.

Florence complained to the two of them, and also complained about the Dean's dereliction of duty.

She knew that Johnson often went to play cards with the Dean, and she also knew that Roland must have gone with them to play.

They agreed to come and investigate the Black Wizard, but instead they went to play cards with the Dean.

Florence really felt speechless.

The hospital's problems were already so serious, couldn't you guys do something serious!

This matter had to be discussed with Dean Williams, he couldn't be allowed to mess around like this anymore.

Seeing Florence's face was always dark, Roland was afraid that she would stick the needle in the wrong place.

So Roland explained, "Recently, Jenna and Diana have been investigating everywhere in the hospital, and they have also arrested some people. Now it's already a bit unsettling."

“I’ve been wanting to meet some people lately. I can't just wear my prosecutor's uniform to meet everyone like they do.

This kind of card game is pretty good.”

Although Florence is simple, she is also very smart. She understood when Roland said that.

She couldn't help but mutter: “You guys look like you're not doing your jobs, but I didn't expect you were actually doing something. Speaking of which, those Heart-Snatching Holy Spirits have been a lot quieter these past few days. I usually see them wandering around the wards from six to ten in the evening. They haven't come out these days.”

Roland's face darkened, and he didn't say a word.

After a pause, Florence couldn't help but look up at Roland and ask, “Then tonight, did you investigate anything?”

“This guy definitely has a problem.” Roland suddenly pointed to ‘Johnson’ and said.

Florence's face stiffened slightly, and Roland caught her expression.

The scarecrow puppet said with a smile, “Florence is watching me every day. If I had a problem, she definitely wouldn't be able to escape.”

Florence's hand trembled, and she pricked herself with the needle: “D-don't make jokes like that.”

“You're always talking nonsense, brat. Be careful Florence tells your wife.”

Johnson hummed a little tune and took a handful of soft paper to the toilet.

Roland looked down at Florence and said with a half-smile, “Florence, I'm not kidding. If you know anything, you have to tell me in advance. Lest I arrest a good person.”

“Okay.”

After chatting for a while, Florence left, feeling uneasy. She even forgot to give Johnson his shot.

Roland was alone in the room, wondering what he was thinking.

— “Is the money ready, brat?”

A woman's voice suddenly came from inside the room. Roland looked up in surprise, looking towards the source of the sound.

On the sofa next to the fireplace, a woman was sitting with her legs crossed, leisurely drinking tea.

It was Brianna.

Roland thought to himself: ‘As expected of the guy who is best at hiding and sneaking in the Old Black Abyss. I was just focused on thinking, and didn't even notice when this person sneaked in.’

Roland smiled and said, “Sister, 200,000 magic stones is not a small amount. You have to give me some time.”

Brianna was smiling, but her eyes were cold. She smiled and said, “Don't try to get close to me. You can even get your hands on the Philosopher's Stone, so you're short of these 200,000 magic stones? If you don't have magic stones, you can use something else as collateral. Give me whatever you have.”

Roland's expression couldn't help but become strange.

At first, he suspected that Brianna was deliberately trying to stall him.

After all, magic stones are useless in the South.

If you are particularly short of money, you can take out two hundred magic stones and exchange them at the bank. But if it exceeds two hundred, the Church will be watching you!

So, Roland suspected that Brianna was deliberately using this method to keep him away from his senior sister.

As sisters, and as an Old Black Abyss, Brianna felt that a scum like him was not worthy of senior sister, which was normal.

Roland could understand this idea—no problem, you see it very accurately, I am a scum. The so-called moral bottom line, the so-called loyalty, are all because senior sister is watching me. If no one is watching me, I can do anything a scum can do!

But later, Roland felt something was wrong.

He suspected that Brianna wanted to do something secretly and needed magic stones.

But on second thought, that didn't make sense either.

Roland suspected that Brianna really knew that he could get 200,000 magic stones, or rather, she knew that he had 200,000 worth of goods that could be turned into cash in the South.

Roland really had that much goods.

The last time, after Catherine took the Snake Ring, she stole a lot of things—she didn't dare to steal things that were too valuable.

So she specifically picked those scraps that Roland usually wouldn't pay too much attention to.

But after she moved around for a morning, the garbage dump behind the church was still piled up like a mountain.

These past two days, Roland was studying magic and needed various materials. So he checked the list that Theresa had compiled—the Snake Ring, plus the miscellaneous things in the Dimensional Bag, could be sold for about 200,000 magic stones.

He wouldn't even know this number if he didn't check Theresa's list.

Brianna hadn't carefully rummaged through his things either. How did she know?

Also, although Brianna and senior sister got along very well, they also had some inexplicable friendship. But they didn't spend as much time together as Catherine and Yingtao.

That burning fox, Yingtao, would definitely dare to tease him under the table.

Brianna knew senior sister's true identity. How could she dare to do such a thing?

In addition, she seemed very concerned about his ghost marriage.

Brianna's skill points in stealth and concealment were indeed maxed out.

There was more than one person who had maxed out this skill. There was one person whose skill points were all maxed out!

Below the fifth rank... at least below the fourth rank, no one could surpass her in magic.

Roland asked tentatively, “Sister, what do you need so many magic stones for?”

Brianna said, “That's none of your business.”

Roland thought for a while, sighed, and said, “Sister, to be honest, I really do have 200,000 magic stones. I have a lot of high-quality magic stones in my hand. Catherine doesn't even know about these magic stones.”

Brianna couldn't help but be slightly stunned. She asked, “How much?”

Roland smiled and said, “That's none of your business. It's just 200,000 magic stones, what does it matter. Indeed, I am a scum, but I have money.”

As he said that, Roland pretended to reach into his arms.

As he was reaching, he said, “I can indeed give you the money, but we have to agree. In the future, you should mind your own business regarding the matters between Catherine and me.”

Seeing Roland acting as if he didn't care about 200,000 magic stones, Brianna's eyes turned red.

Seeing Roland take out a delicate little money bag, the corner of Brianna's eye couldn't help but twitch—good, good, you dog, so you hid this in your coat pocket!

After Roland took out the little money bag, he smiled and tossed it in his hand. He said, “This thing is not bad, right? Don't look. If you could tell what it is, Catherine would have snatched my money away long ago.

I don't even remember who I got this little money bag from. But it's still somewhat useful in interfering with perception.”

Brianna couldn't help but curse in her heart.

This bag was indeed very unusual. If you tried to sense it, you wouldn't be able to tell that it was a storage bag.

If you used remote viewing to look at it, you would only see that it was filled with odds and ends—disguised as the belongings of a Twilight Wizard.

Seeing Roland rummaging through the money bag and counting the money, Brianna got angry, stood up, walked over, and snatched it away.

After opening it and looking at it, Brianna couldn't help but be slightly stunned—what was inside were all the belongings of a Twilight Wizard.

Brianna frowned and couldn't help but ask curiously, “What kind of disguise magic is this?”

As soon as she said that, Roland grabbed her and hugged her.

Roland stroked his chin and stared at her, saying with a half-smile, “Even if you suspect that your perception is wrong, you don't think I'm lying?”

Brianna's face stiffened slightly.

The real Brianna wouldn't think that Roland could casually take out 200,000 magic stones!

If Roland said that he had 20,000 magic stones of wealth, Brianna would have to say, ‘You're just bragging, who would believe you’.

But those who have seen how rich Roland is know how good this guy is at making money.

Two hundred thousand magic stones... The profits that Roland squeezed out of the wizard families in the Amir Kingdom alone were more than two hundred thousand.

Not to mention how much money Roland had made before. Just the odds and ends in his bag now, the Heraka Church and the art treasures in the church, could buy a summer palace!

Just as Brianna was standing by the bed in a daze, Roland got up and hugged her in his arms: “Senior sister, stop pretending. When you stepped on me in the secret room today, I recognized you. Besides you, who else knows this code between us?”

As soon as he said this, ‘Brianna's’ face softened.

She complained to Roland, “I specially gave you a code, and I thought you didn't understand it.”

Roland smiled, sweating profusely, “How could I not understand? I do sometimes not recognize you, but how could I not understand this code? Besides, if I hadn't recognized you, how could I have touched you randomly.”

‘Brianna’s’ anger was all gone. She rubbed her face and changed back to her original appearance—it was really Catherine herself!

Roland was almost scared to death. He thought to himself: ‘Damn it, luckily I made it up. This is too coincidental! Do I have a buff that I will be caught whenever I do something bad?!’

At this time, Roland suddenly heard his senior sister ask, “What's going on with the ghost marriage?”

Roland's face suddenly stiffened, and he said, “Who knows what's going on. In my memory, before I was born, my parents set up a marriage contract for me. I don't know who that person is, but I remember that that person is already dead, but my parents didn't cancel this marriage!

Isn't this a ghost marriage!

It's really unlucky.”

Senior sister breathed a sigh of relief and said, “The person engaged to you is not dead. She just fell into hell, so the contract is of course not invalid.”

Roland was slightly stunned, then breathed a sigh of relief: ‘My mother secretly sacrificed me to the goddess Heraka again. The ghost marriage I'm talking about refers to this.

But senior sister mistakenly thought that the ghost marriage referred to the agreement between our family and the King of a Thousand Eyes. That's good, that's good, I made it up.’

After a pause, Catherine's expression slowly became strange. She suddenly asked, “Roland, how long was your mother pregnant with you?”

Roland was slightly stunned and said, “Aren't normal people ten months?”

Catherine's expression grew increasingly strange. She said, "Roland, a thousand years ago, before the Southern Old Church completely disintegrated, my father, for certain reasons, made a promise to the Arrell family.

In this agreement, my father had to marry his most outstanding daughter to a descendant of the Arrell family.

This descendant is specifically named 'Roland'—in nearly a thousand years, you are the only Arrell with that name."

Roland's face darkened.

He couldn't help but think of the 'Roland the Holy Child' written in the Old Testament.

Could his name, 'Roland,' have been taken from the Old Testament?

No... Impossible.

Just a coincidence!

There are too many illogical contradictions, it must be a coincidence!

Roland rubbed his forehead and said, "Catherine, I can't go diving anymore. You go for me; I need to get some treatment for my illness recently."

Catherine said angrily, "We just agreed yesterday, how can you go back on your word? I still have to keep an eye on Williams and the Holy See, how can I have time to come here every day and replace you!"

Roland shook his head and said, "Williams is not a problem; he's one of us."

Catherine's expression was a little strange. She asked, "How did you figure that out?"

She was there today too!

While Williams was talking to Roland, she had been eavesdropping with her ears perked up.

Catherine said, "I do feel like he's not that person... but how did you confirm it?"

Roland shook his head and said, "I suspected Williams at first.

He's the Dean.

He can treat patients at any time.

The 'Mind-Snatching Holy Spirit' also resembles him.

But after seeing him today, I realized he wasn't.

Because he has no dream.

I said, that madman wants to heal everyone.

He wishes he could find opportunities to come to the monastery every day, wishing he could be the Dean here and treat everyone every day.

In this matter, he has a pure heart. He is proactive and happy.

But Williams is different. He is tired!

You know, when we first met, what did he say when he saw Old Johnson go crazy?

He actually asked me why I poured Johnson's water!

He's running the hospital in a way to coax patients and muddle through!

He doesn't want to be a damn doctor at all.

If he doesn't want to be a doctor, why become an immortal?

Does he need to turn everyone into one person?

His realm is high enough, and his lifespan is long enough. He doesn't need to go down that path."

Roland looked at Catherine and said, "I suspect he might be controlled. When he tried to control the Mind-Snatching Holy Spirit and subdue them before, he should have been backstabbed by that person. He was counter-influenced by the Mind-Snatching Holy Spirit.

We need to shift our focus.

Many things have gradually surfaced; there's no need for anyone to keep an eye on the Holy See anymore.

We need to contact Williams. He is conscious for half an hour around twelve noon every day."

Catherine thought for a moment and said, "How can you be sure that Williams wasn't in a controlled state when he was talking to you?"

Roland said, "Because that person wasn't on the scene at the time—Williams woke up after he disappeared."

Catherine's pupils suddenly shrank.

After a pause, Catherine said, "Your guess may not be right. Let him go find 'Catherine'; I have a way to confirm his identity."

Roland was stunned for a moment, then suddenly understood his senior's meaning.

She was asking Williams to find Isabella.

Senior Sister plans to use Isabella to perform a play for her to enjoy.

It is estimated that even if Williams had long suspected that Isabella was not Catherine, after meeting her, he would think that the person being held was actually Catherine.

As for what Senior Sister wants to do, Roland doesn't need to pay attention to it.

Senior Sister has already decided to take over everything.

The old Dark Abyss guys used to be Senior Sister's subordinates; they can't beat Senior Sister.

Therefore, he doesn't need to pay attention to these things anymore. It is most important to advance and stabilize his condition as soon as possible.

There are big problems with his current path. It must be corrected.

Roland felt that if he perfected the 'Path of Faith,' he should be able to curb his condition.

Roland doesn't expect to solve the problem of the Angelic Appearance, but he hopes to suppress it.

Roland said, "Then I won't go diving anymore. You pretend to be me every day. I'll stay in the ring to heal."

Senior Sister didn't know about Roland's current condition. She thought Roland had suddenly dumped everything on her—yesterday, he was still threatening me with this, doing me several times! Now you turn around and find an excuse to avoid trouble?!

That's secondary.

The key issue is that Roland makes great progress every time he goes. He is the company's sales champion! Can't let him take leave randomly.

She said angrily, "No, I'll use Brianne's identity. You use your own identity. We'll go together."

Hearing that Senior Sister wanted to pretend to be Miss Burning Fox and play mahjong with him, Roland coughed and said, "Can I touch?"

Catherine looked at Roland with icy eyes.

Roland sighed and said, "I really can't go diving anymore, at least not every day. Take a look at this."

Roland silently took out the Mirror of Truth—he didn't dare to show Catherine his face, he showed Catherine a glimpse of the back of his back.

Roland's back was obviously empty, but the mirror faintly reflected a white feather.

That feather was very pure and sacred.

After Catherine curiously watched it for a while, she was shocked and said with burning eyes, "How did your path of faith go, how did you get an Angelic Appearance? Have you recorded this path? If it can be sorted out, the value is immeasurable!"

Roland said, "Look carefully again."

Catherine looked again in surprise and found that the feathers seemed to be shaking slowly... but there was no wind in the room at all.

Suddenly, her face became extremely ugly.

That wasn't a feather at all!

Those are people! Those are countless twisted and entangled people!

Those wings are not wings either, they are butterfly wings!

Countless people are painted on it. The people in the painting are constantly wriggling, so it looks like moving feathers.

With a sound of vomiting, Catherine pushed Roland away and vomited disgustingly.

This butterfly wing is the Arrell Wing. Looking directly at it has the effect of contemplating Arrell.

Roland felt dizzy when he looked in the mirror, and after Catherine glanced at it, her SAN dropped a lot. Almost disgusted to death.

Roland smiled and hugged her again, Catherine pushed hard: "Don't touch me, you disgusting big moth!"

Roland hummed and said, "Hmph, this disgusting big moth is worth 200,000 magic stones and can be exchanged for gold pounds in the south."

The corner of Catherine's mouth twitched fiercely.

Roland reached out and put Catherine in his arms again: "Establishing the Inquisition, reorganizing the Holy Medical Knights, controlling the Confraternity... With this money injected, the whole situation will be revitalized. As your big financial backer, I can indeed consider this investment. But, tsk tsk tsk, untie your clothes and let Grandpa take a look."

Catherine stretched out her arm, blocking Roland's hand that was reaching for her chest, and said, "Give me your magic, and that magic circle, or you can't touch me in the future!"

Catherine has always been most annoyed by two things, one is madmen, and the other is things that make people lose SAN.

Roland has both!

Sometimes it's like this, the more you hate someone, hey, in the end you marry/marry such a person!

Catherine pinched Roland's waist hard: "Say something! Don't just touch!"