I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Chapter 181 It’s over! It’s crazy!

The driver laughed and said, "Don't laugh at me, sir. My father did this. He learned some tricks from me."

Roland nodded and said sincerely, "People like you who dare to travel between different territories must have some skills. Being able to maintain these two old horses and a cart is quite impressive."

People like the coachman were considered veterans and guides in Valeria. They also worked part-time as grocers. They were well-acquainted with bandits and adventurers.

Bandits often needed drivers to carry goods and gather information. Furthermore, these drivers often knew a group of adventurers, so harming them would offend the local forces and easily stir up trouble.

Adventurers would not easily offend a guide like a coachman, because if they made the guide angry, he would have many ways to kill them.

The driver waved his hand, as if he had something to say. He said, "Master, don't mention it. I didn't specialize in this before. When I was in my hometown, I ran a small grocery store. In the past, if there were evil spirits in the nearby villages and towns, they would ask me to exorcise the demons. So I was quite famous. But since those angels came, the church has raided my store.
So I fled here with my family and started doing what I do now to make a living.”

Roland was both amused and confused when he heard this.

The wizards of the school flew around in the sky all day long, and ordinary mortals regarded them as gods and built churches and cathedrals around them.

Then they began to suppress wizards!

It's really absurd.

However, Twilight wizards all like to be worshipped as gods, and the closer you get to the Twilight wizards' territory, the more absurd things happen.

The church the driver was talking about wasn't a proper church, because the idol they worshipped was most likely that of Master Usak—he definitely didn't know about that.

As for the coachman who had to leave his hometown, he did have a little bit of magic power, more than that of an ordinary person.

But when evil spirits in the town came to him, fifteen out of twenty were suffering from illnesses. Four of the remaining five were suffering from cold souls or the influence of negative energy particles. These could be cured with herbal remedies and folk remedies.

The last one might be real, but they're not that hard to deal with. They might have a bit of resentment, but they're more afraid of people than people are of ghosts.

Knights who have fought in battle or swords that have killed people can scare them away.

How should I put it? This driver should be a very brave witch doctor who knows some folk remedies for exorcism.

Roland asked if there were any strange "towers" nearby. The driver told Roland that there was a very strange watchtower about ten miles away, but it was about to collapse.

Roland immediately knew that it was his own wizard tower.

The driver asked: "Master, if you want to go to the town, I can take you there! But, you know, it's quite dangerous here. Sometimes people go in and lose their names. And there are many passengers in my car. If I go, they will have to wait for me to come back.
I will go with you and make sure you are safe. But you have to give me another silver deer (quietly)~~Hehe."

The driver was a bit greedy, but he didn't have any bad intentions. His whole family depended on him for support, and since he had finally met a wealthy master, he wanted to make more money.

Roland was about to refuse, but after hearing what the driver said, he was slightly surprised and asked, "What did you say? The name was lost? How did you know that a person's name could be lost?"

The driver smiled and said, "Master, I am a wizard."

Roland looked at the local seriously and asked, "Do you really know what's going on here?"

The driver said with a hint of pride, "Sir, to be honest, I used to come here before the angels purified this place. Those angels even consulted me. Unfortunately, they didn't bless me or help me atone for my sins. However, they gave me ten large silver deer! Hehe~~"

Roland thought about it.

The locals here hang around here every day, even coming to steal grass. They might know something that even wizards don't know.

After settling into the Wizard Tower, I had to come here every month to inspect it. It was also nice to take a walk around with this local guide and get a little understanding of the town.

By the way, learn about the driver's ancestral exorcism method and play the role of a folk exorcist in the future.

Roland couldn't help but laugh. He quietly stuffed two more silver coins into the driver's hand and asked him to discuss it with the other passengers.

The driver's eyes turned red as he touched the two silver coins Roland had stuffed into his belt. He ran to the other side of the carriage to talk to the group, asking them to wait a moment and to charge them a lower fare.

Looks like we're in a little trouble.

The burly businessman said something with a forced smile, and the driver looked very embarrassed, but it seemed that the communication was successful.

At this moment, Roland suddenly came over and threw a handful of silver deer into the carriage. He said, "The driver wants to take me inside for a walk. This money is for you. Don't complain here. Just wait here for him."

Considering his behavior in the car, he looked like a rich idiot.

When the merchant and the wandering knights saw the money, their eyes changed.

The merchant and the wandering knights immediately changed their expressions. They smiled and declined, then offered to escort the young master together. After being rejected, they also smiled and said that they would wait as long as they wanted, and if not, they would camp here tonight.

After exchanging pleasantries with them, Roland and the coachman headed towards the town.

After they had gone a long way, the driver looked back, his face livid, and said, "Oh, sir, how could you show off your wealth! Those guys aren't legitimate mercenaries, and that merchant isn't a legitimate businessman either! They're probably going to catch up with you and cause trouble!"

Roland smiled and asked instead of answering, "What's your name? Your full name."

The driver said, "John, sir, I have no noble ancestors and no surname. You can just call me Old John."

There are more people named John than "Brother Long".

Jean, Jeanna, etc. are also variations of the name John.

Its meaning includes particularly good connotations such as "pious", "pure", "holy follower", etc. Many people who believe in good gods are willing to give their offspring such names.

Roland said, "Old John, I threw that money because they liked your horse and carriage. They didn't know I would get off halfway, so they didn't have any bad intentions. Now, looking at the second half of the journey, it's just you and them, haha."

The driver, John, was taken aback for a moment, and then his expression turned grim. He cursed under his breath, "These damned strangers, they don't follow the rules at all!"

Roland continued, "If they don't come looking for you later, then I was wrong. They know the rules. You can continue traveling with them when you return. As long as you don't offend them, they won't hurt you."

But if they get greedy and follow us into town, then I'm right."

Old John immediately understood what was going on. He said excitedly, "Master Roland, you are truly an upright knight. You took the trouble upon yourself to save my life. I am deeply grateful."

But these people are very treacherous. Fighting with them is different from your usual duels in the castle. No matter how powerful you are, you can't beat four people with two fists."

Old John had assumed Roland was too kind. He had indeed intervened because he saw that the group had ulterior motives. He wanted to lure them over, partly to save Old John, and partly to conduct an experiment.

He was curious about what it would be like if a person lost his name.

When the coachman Old John saw that Roland was silent, he thought he was thinking of a plan.

So he thought about it.

After a moment, Old John seemed to have made up his mind. He gritted his teeth and said, "Master, you have to keep a close eye on me. If they dare to follow me, I will kill them without a trace! Remember, if you hear someone calling your name, you have to shout it in your heart!"

Roland raised his eyebrows, becoming interested.

To wizards, names are magical. Various schools of thought hold a wealth of knowledge about names. Roland has also been studying them for a long time.

In the book given by Instructor Usak, there is a lot of knowledge about names. And all of this knowledge is related to Roland's 'avoidance of the butterfly disaster'.

Mentor Usak believed that as long as Roland erased his name when he advanced to the Butterfly Tribulation, his clone would be able to protect him from the disaster.

Roland had been studying this subject for the past few days, so he asked curiously, "What's the knowledge behind this?"

The coachman, Old John, expressed this common logic: "If someone calls your name and you answer, the name will be taken away! It no longer belongs to you!
If you ignore them and don't respond, it means that you are no longer known by this name.

So, you have to recite it in your heart, call out this name in your heart, and then you can take your name back~~"

If a normal wizard heard what Old John said, he would definitely roll his eyes.

Among many mysterious things, losing one's name is a common mysterious phenomenon. A mysterious creature called "Nameless" is a representative example of this phenomenon.

Wizards have studied the science of names very clearly, and the knowledge involved is very complicated.

So Old John's folk logic is just a story made up by rural folks when they encountered something strange. It's a typical folk legend and is completely absurd.

[You've Got It! Mystical Understanding +3]

But after listening to this, Roland suddenly had an epiphany. He clapped his hands and said, "So that's how it is! It makes sense. If someone calls my name, I'll call it back. As long as I shout louder than them, won't I get the name back?"

Old John chuckled, gave a thumbs-up, and said, "My lord, you are very insightful. However, you are a knight who practices martial arts, while I study witchcraft. There is a lot to learn here. Come and learn from me today."

Roland nodded deeply.

Although most of these folk legends are false and have no research value, they do contain some remarkable knowledge.

Old John's seemingly absurd logic is actually the empirical summary of mysterious laws accumulated over many years by countless people. While these people lack the skill of wizards and can't articulate the underlying logic or even explain why, their insights are culled through continuous practice. While they may not be definitive answers, they nonetheless contain profound wisdom.

Roland often explores the underworld, and recently he has been studying the science of names.

After listening to Old John's "Folk Remedies", many things that I didn't understand in the book before suddenly became much clearer.

[You've Got It! Mystical Understanding +2]

[You've Got It! Mystical Understanding +3]

You've got it!

Old John suddenly grabbed Roland and said, "Oh, sir, they seem to have gotten off the car. Come on, come on, this way. Follow me, let's go straight to the church! It's very strange over there!"

Roland was immediately intrigued when he heard about the mysterious church. He happened to be inspecting the church's seal every month, so he followed Old John through the town and headed towards the church.

It was called Straw Town, but Roland didn't see any straw on the road. It seemed that people from the surrounding villages had stolen it.

The straw in Straw Town was a valuable commodity, once valued at gold. It could be exchanged for gold and silver, and was once worth the same as magic stones.

It's not that the straw was special. It was just ordinary straw. But people believed that the straw in Straw Town was more valuable than gold and silver, so the straw here was more valuable than gold and silver.

Even though many years have passed, there are still people in the folk who remember the straw in Straw Town and want to come and steal it.

Straw for gold - this is an absurd story, which is related to the mystery here.

People's obsessions and desires are sealed here.

After passing through some quiet alleys, Roland discovered that this town was actually not small.

There are about 200 buildings in total. In its heyday, the population was probably over 1,000.

People with professional skills live in the small town, such as blacksmiths, tailors, bakers, and vegetable vendors. They are all rich people!

In addition, there is a church, so the flow of people is relatively large, the town is relatively wealthy, and the buildings are also good.

There are many Gothic buildings with tall spires on the street in the center of the town. If you walk along the large dirt road in the center, you will find the church.

Soon, the two arrived at the church gate. Roland looked at the church and cursed in his heart.

Because it is so exquisite and magnificent.

If we say that the wizard tower outside the town is a small earthen building of a wild wizard in the countryside.

This church is the luxurious villa where the regional bishop and his maids live. There is also a tall tower, or a bell tower, on one side of the church!

Although it only has three floors, the artistry is at its highest level.

The three-story church is taller than a five-story building, and its pointed roof reaches straight into the sky as if praying to the sky.

The walls are covered with intricate carvings that symbolize the history of the church and the mythological stories in the sacred poem of Ariadne, the Pale God and Moon Goddess.

After entering, Roland looked up at the magnificent hall. Under the majestic and tall dome, he felt a sense of awe.

The setting sun passed through the magnificent and huge stained glass windows on both sides of the church, and through the window sashes that described the stories of mythological characters, and fell into this magnificent yet narrow and crowded hall, forming a series of Tyndall light spots.

This church brings together all the beautiful visions of ordinary people towards God, as well as the crystallization of people's wisdom and art.

People who come to a church for the first time are often overwhelmed by the visual impact, which makes them feel insignificant and humble, as well as worshipful and admiring. If they listen to the pastors' sermons, they can easily become believers.

Roland felt this way now, but he also felt very uncomfortable because the statue on the altar looked very familiar.

The magnificent goddess is carved so vividly that she is 70% similar to the real person.

Roland had seen this "goddess" before; there was an oil painting of her in the Twin Towers.

——The White Queen. Arieadlu.

Fourth-level Shining Moon Wizard.

This wizard hates and detests gods the most.

She has fought against them all her life and is the Moon of all the Stars (Level 3) in the East. She is the Wizard King of the East.

But here, she was worshipped as a god on the altar.

Roland shook his head and looked around again, searching for the seal in the church, but he couldn't find it.

He thought to himself: "That seal seems to be a mirror. Isn't it placed in the main hall?"

This mirror cannot be broken or taken away from the church.

I don't know where it is. Maybe locked away in the basement?

Of course, it is possible that the friendly villagers nearby placed the mirror in the back hall of the church and kept it safely.

It's indeed possible that the mirror was put up by the villagers, since they seem to come here quite often.

For example, now.

Today is Sunday, and this is the only church in this small town. Many people living nearby secretly come here to pray.

The people in the hall were praying silently, and there was a buzz of voices. Looking around, there were probably more than a thousand people!
Although there were no nuns or priests in the church, everything was in good order.

Because there were so many people, it still seemed very crowded.

Roland couldn't help but secretly shook his head. He said to Old John beside him, "Faith is invincible. Even though they knew there was a disaster here, so many people still dared to come."

As he spoke, Roland strode into the church.

What kind of White Queen should we worship?

Roland felt that he had an obligation to help the White Queen correct this "misunderstanding".

Everyone in the White Chess Council is nominally her disciple. As her disciple, I naturally have the obligation to help her correct this small mistake, right?

It's so unlucky that a living person like her is worshipped in a temple.

I helped you replace the statue, no need to thank me!

As for who will be replaced, it will naturally be Queen Helaka's!

A ghost town should look like a ghost town.

We should build a City God Temple!
I even brought the nuns of the Lady Helaka with me. From now on, there will be priests and nuns here.

Well, why not just live here? It's so nice here. Why go to the wizard tower and live in that little earth building?
Old John was originally crawling on the crack of the door, quietly peeking out, searching for the mercenaries, hoping to quickly lure them in and kill them, and then leave this strange place as soon as possible.

After Roland finished speaking, Old John was stunned for a long time.

Who? Where is this person?

This is an evil place! It's been plagued by evil disasters!

There are only ruins here, and the only church still standing has been burned beyond recognition by the fire.

Who has nothing better to do than come to this damn place.

So, where are the people here?
Old John stared with wide eyes as he watched Roland walk through the hundreds of rune chains of various sizes and step by step towards the center of the hall.

The hall was extremely silent, and the footsteps of Master Roland echoed in the hall, so harsh.

Suddenly, Master Roland stopped and looked at the mirror on the dilapidated chair.

Old John saw Master Roland looking at himself in the mirror and asked, "What's your name?"

Seeing Roland asking "What's your name" in the mirror, Old John was completely dumbfounded.

It's over, it's over! It's crazy, it's crazy!
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