I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Chapter 298: Do You Really Want to Be Their Husband?! The Truth is Revealed!
Roland had an amazing intuition - Miss Isabella was very dangerous.

Roland's physical strength can be considered as that of a little superman.

This woman is truly superhuman!

Damn, I was strong enough to roam around this city freely, but how did I end up in the lair of such a big boss!

The boss has already come down, how can you run away?

"Come up," said Mademoiselle Jeanne.

Roland followed her into the elevator with gritted teeth.

The elevator's iron gate slowly closed with a clang. Old John, who was outside, looked at Roland in the elevator and waved to him with a smile.

Roland forced an ugly smile as a response.

Saladin said that Isabella still doubted herself. So, what happened at noon?

Even the security guard almost recognized me. Can I withstand this female boss?
Roland was lost in thought in the elevator, while Miss Jeanne was fiddling with her earrings. It seemed like she was not used to having them pierced for the first time.

She was also not used to wearing this kind of skirt.

I don't know who dressed her up.

Soon, the elevator stopped on the third floor.

Roland couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

When we were chatting before, Old John said that the director's office was on the fifth floor.

Miss Jeanna took a long step and walked out of the elevator, followed by Roland.

The third floor was now deserted and silent. Miss Jeanna's boots creaked on the floor as she led Roland to the door of a room.

She took out the key and opened the office door. Miss Jeanna stood at the door and looked at Roland.

Roland put on a gentle smile and walked in.

This is an independent office, neither too big nor too small. Some things are new and it seems someone has moved the chair.

This layout reminded Roland of Catherine's office in the Twin Towers.

There was a small lounge on one side of the office, with the door half open.

The large desk was next to the window, and the curtains were drawn, but Mademoiselle Jeanne didn't seem to have any intention of opening them.

After the door was closed, the room became slightly dim.

"Sit down," Jeanne said, and then went to the lounge.

Roland looked around and saw that the only chair left in the office was the one behind the desk.

He sat there with a strange look on his face.

The chair is a little bit set back, as if a lady had put her legs on the desk while sitting here before - maybe she is just like this in her daily life, which is really not a good habit.

Well, there is a pair of beautiful slippers under the table.

At this moment, Roland saw a photo of three people on the desk. Just as he was about to take a closer look, Miss Jeanna came out of the lounge.

Roland hurriedly sat up straight, but he didn't expect Miss Jeanna to come straight to the desk, sit on the desk, fold her hands and look at him coldly.

Just when Roland was feeling confused, he discovered that she was holding something in her hand that was not a rope.

Those are the shackles of original sin.

Roland's expression suddenly stiffened.

What does that mean? Am I really going to be tied up?!
At this moment, Roland's mind raced. Suddenly, he remembered some of the information in the file - Sir Lawrence had some little habits when he was with his wife.

Roland pretended to be calm, looking at his 'wife' with a smile, then reached out to take off the small boots that were so close to him, and put them between his legs to play with them.

Jeanna glared at Roland angrily and said, "Don't try to play it on me! Tell me, did you secretly go see them again?"

——Sure enough, I wasn’t exposed!

But who are these they she is talking about?

Saladin and others?

No, that's not right.

Damn, how should I give the 'code'!

Saladin, oh Saladin, why don’t you give me any key information!
I don't have any information, how can you expect me to fool your daughter?

Roland's mind raced, and suddenly, one thing after another connected in his mind.

He sighed and said tentatively, "The goods are lost, and I have to give an explanation to my customers."

Jeanna's face showed a murderous look. She said, "Lorens! You have fallen! Do you know where they will send those slaves?"

I guessed right!

Roland said seriously, "I haven't fallen. The ones I sent to the Faun's farm were dark wizards. I haven't fallen. I'm just letting the devils fight each other."

A drop of cold sweat slowly slid down Roland's temple - he didn't know if what he said was right.

It should be roughly 80% accurate, but Roland was not sure about the deeper details. So he could only gamble.

Suddenly, Roland felt the foot step on him lightly or not heavily.

Roland secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking his bet had paid off.

Jeanna said angrily, "Don't quibble, Lawrence! Yes, you agreed to cooperate with Saladin so that 'Maerrod' could be smoothly transferred to our hands. But your relationship is a partnership, not a superior-subordinate relationship! In many things, you have a choice!"

Don't go to that farm again.

Do you know what is behind the farm?

That's 'Kilorgadam'!
Do you know what kind of god that is? "

Roland yelled in his heart, "How the hell should I know?!"

Don't ask, big sister! I'm about to be exposed!

There's only one move left. Sorry, Senior! For you, I can only play the role of Isabella's fake husband!

Roland stood up and held Jeanna in his arms, and he kissed her soft red breasts passionately.

Jeanne was taken aback by the sudden attack, but then she responded to Roland enthusiastically.

A moment later, Jeanne was sitting on Roland's lap, her head resting on his chest. Then she looked up at Roland with admiring eyes, as if she wanted to be kissed, hugged and lifted up by Roland.

Looking at Jeanna's eyes, Roland secretly groaned in his heart.

At this rate, the fake is about to become real!
If things continued to develop, he would become the husband of 'Sir Lawrence's wife' for one night.

No, not just for one night! You have to do this every day!

So, the pure love warrior will eventually turn into a minotaur?
Is the reason of saving the senior schoolmate suitable for a pure love story?
Shit!
This is a typical NTR plot, right? !

By the way, if I continue like this, my mission will definitely be completed, right?

No matter how he looked at it, Lawrence's wife seemed to trust him.
If I could coax this young lady into bed, old Biden Saladin would probably be satisfied.

——His ass was finally wiped clean. His daughter, who was originally going to be a widow, finally had a son-in-law that satisfied him.

But what can I do?
Really give Isabella a husband?
Roland was overthinking it—this wasn't Isabella at all!
While Roland was distracted, he noticed that after Jeanne sat on his lap, her skirt had been lifted up to her waist.

On the black tights, a faint white triangle mark appeared, and a somewhat kawaii elf pattern could be vaguely seen.

Black tights should be matched with a black lace underwear, but this 'Miss Isabella' obviously has a huge contrast!
She appears to be fiery on the surface, but is actually a pure little girl at heart.

Not only does she like to wear white underwear, but she also likes the simple and innocent kind with elf patterns!

Not that black lace underwear.

This... seems a bit wrong with the description of the character.

Seeing Roland lowering his head with a strange expression, Jeanna looked down, and then her face turned red to her ears.

Her heart was pounding, and she boldly kissed Roland again.

Roland sighed inwardly, knowing that today his fake play might become real.

——I’m sorry, senior!
——You will forgive me, right?
——I’m doing this to save you!

——It’s really not because Miss Isabella is beautiful!
This bitch, she's obviously very responsive, but she's just pretending. If my senior knew about this, she'd definitely kill her—ha, sure enough, you keep saying you're a pure love warrior, but in fact, it's all fake, you've been wanting to start a harem for a long time!
At this moment, Roland heard Jeanne suddenly say in his ear, trembling, "You are so brave! Isabella will definitely kill you!"

Roland: “?”

Just when Roland was confused, he felt a click on his wrist and was locked by the shackles of original sin.

Roland's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly had a bad feeling.

He really wanted to ask, "Aren't you Isabella?" But as soon as the words came to his lips, Roland swallowed them back.

Wouldn’t it be exposed as soon as you say this?
The character relationship diagram given by Saladin is incomplete!

Lawrence is a bastard, he is a traitor and has an affair with a mistress!
Seeing that Miss Jeanna had already started to untie her belt, Roland became completely panicked.

Saladin was trying to match him with Isabella, a good daughter. But he himself had an affair with other relatives of Isabella's family!
There is no way to find an excuse for this matter from my senior sister!
Moreover, if Isabella finds out, these three people will definitely give themselves a mixed doubles fight!

Roland was confused because this woman was not mentioned on the relationship diagram.

She seemed like a character that appeared out of thin air.

In other words, Isabella had no sisters.

Who the hell is this person?! What's her relationship to Lawrence?!

What's her name?!

Roland said, "Stop making trouble. Isabella knows I'm here. She's waiting for me upstairs. I'll come find you tonight."

Jeanna's eyes revealed a vindictive pleasure. She knelt on the ground, looked at Roland and said, "Why not let her come over now and see what good things you can do to me."

Roland's expression suddenly turned very ugly.

He didn't know what the relationship between the girl in front of him and Sir Lawrence was.

But it seems to be the kind of relationship that should never be provoked.

This Angel of Lawrence has a very dirty, despicable, damned secret!

Just then, the phone suddenly rang.

Jeanne shuddered, glanced at Roland, and answered the phone.

Roland silently chanted a spell, and the shackles of original sin were quietly unlocked. Then, while Jeanna was on the phone, he used his spiritual sense to quietly scan the bedroom next door, and then a very suspicious look appeared on his face.

"Okay, got it." Jeanna put down the phone, like a deflated ball.

It's been so long. Isabella just called the mailroom and learned that Jeanne had run into 'Lorens'. So she called to see if 'Lorens' was with her.

Jeanne glared at Roland, then stood up and untied the sin shackles on Roland's hands - Roland had just locked the shackles again.

In Dagmar's study there is an analytical diagram of the 'Original Sin Shackles' - everyone is afraid of this thing, and this old man has done a lot of research on it.

However, he had already failed under the southern theological system and had not come up with anything.

No one in the entire South has come up with anything useful.

After all, this thing was originally designed to deal with Eastern Territory wizards. And it can only be used when Eastern Territory wizards have no tools at hand.

Locking up southerners is a waste of talent.

Roland is clearly not from the South.

He came from a group of true wizards who fought against the gods and made them dare not return for tens of thousands of years.

Roland had spent seven days figuring out several ways to deal with the shackles of original sin.

Later, he didn't know how many Original Sin Shackles he had broken, and he had already analyzed this thing.

As long as he was mentally prepared before being locked up, he would have the confidence to unlock the shackles of original sin without any tools.

He can remove most of the shackles of original sin in seconds with his bare hands.

When Roland saw Jeanne holding the shackles of original sin, he was ready to be locked up.

Now, having explored the next room, he locked the shackles again.

He was like a magician, performing a few magic tricks right under the audience's nose.

Jeanne was so busy talking on the phone that she didn't notice what the cunning little magician in front of her was doing.

Soon, the two of them tidied up their messy clothes.

Roland pinched Jeanne's butt and pointed at her legs - her pantyhose were broken.

Jeanne glared at Roland with some resentment and went to the next bedroom to change clothes.

Roland seized the moment, feigning a nonchalant air as he walked around the office. His mental power scanned the room, intentionally or unintentionally, as if he was routinely checking for any eavesdropping devices.

——Roland scratched the pantyhose on purpose.

Roland really wanted to take a look at the desk and the various things in the cabinet.

However, although Jeanne was not wary of Roland at the moment, Roland did not dare to make any big moves.

It would be useless to just casually scan the area with mental power. But Roland secretly threw a small doll under the table where no one could see it.

This was a little doll that Leona loved very much, and it had been placed on the table in Roland's study.

This doll could serve as Roland's hands and eyes. He had used it to read books in his study for many years. He could do the same now.

Even if Jeanna noticed that the doll was indeed a bit troublesome, Roland could deal with it by saying it fell out during sex.

If she had a deep understanding of Eastern magic, she might be able to find that there was something wrong with this doll. This was also a bit troublesome, and she could only use "captured Eastern wizard items" as an excuse.

To be honest, playing tricks in front of such a strong man is very risky.

But Roland had to gamble.

He must act like a spy and obtain key intelligence, otherwise he will be in big trouble when he confronts Isabella!

At least he had to figure out Jeanna's identity! Otherwise, she would make a mistake when chatting with him later because of this identity!
Then it will all be over!

Jeanne didn't seem to notice anything unusual. After changing into a pair of pantyhose, she took Roland out.

Roland couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

In fact, Roland really overthought it. He was too cautious.

In other words, he has been using the same ideas he used to deal with the strong men in the East to deal with Jeanna!

Southerners are indeed fierce fighters, all of them are numerically freaks. For example, a guy like Dagmar could take half the life out of a wizard of the rank of Countess Wendisha with a single thunderbolt!
But how could they have as many methods as the wizards in the East?

Even God feels overwhelmed when seeing this group of wizards.

Any loser who runs out of the East Territory and can't make it can cause trouble in the southern cities, and then make the local church anxious and be regarded as a "wanted criminal".

There are even cases where necromancers steal the remains of saints!
But often after catching him for many years, they discovered that the necromancer was hiding in the church!

These wizards from the East who came here were the kind that couldn't survive in the East.

Roland is the kind of terrorist who can enter a place like the Blood Castle and cause all kinds of trouble right under people's noses. Many of the methods used by this elite wizard from the East are beyond the imagination of the Southerners.

To put it bluntly, the East Territory is just too damn competitive. Roland is used to it there, so he has to be careful about everything he encounters.

Roland is a magician, so everyone he meets thinks he is also a magician.

The powerful wizards he had seen were like prophets, able to sense where something was wrong in the room with just a thought.

So he thought that the people in the church were just like the wizards in the East. Nothing could be hidden from their eyes.

But wizards are wizards, knights are knights, and priests are priests. Each has unique strengths that the other cannot match, and the gap between them is huge.

"I'm going to the bathroom." After going out, Roland looked in a certain direction of the corridor and said.

Jeanna was a little anxious and said, "Then I'll go over first."

This girl was very conflicted. She really wanted Isabella to know these things - she even wanted her to watch from the side!

But she was afraid that Isabella would find out - she left first because she was afraid that Isabella would think they had been lingering in the office for too long.

Ten minutes later, Roland came out of the bathroom. When he passed by Jeanna's office, he found that the door was not even locked.

However, he didn't need to enter the room.

He knew exactly what was inside. In just over ten minutes, he finished reading all the documents that would take an ordinary person a week to finish.

As he passed the door, Roland quietly had a small doll in his hand, which he stuffed into his bag and entered the elevator.

On the way, Roland's face was full of suspicion.

Roland already had some guesses about Jeanna's identity.

The same layout, the same curtains drawn, but the lights were on, and behind the desk sat a person working.

Looking at the woman in front of him, Roland's expression became somewhat stiff.

Because this person looks very similar to 'Isabella' in the information.

Jeanne is about 70% similar.

Isabella raised her head, her eyes were much colder than Jeanne's. This was real coldness.

This woman no longer has any feelings for Lawrence.

Roland's heart skipped a beat. This woman's eyes gave him the feeling that they could see through everything.

It was as if everything was clear before her eyes.

In fact, if Roland thought about it, he would find that a certain senior schoolmate also had the same look.

In front of her, Roland was no different from a naked person.

Isabella came up and said something that made Roland dumbfounded - Roland first wanted to find a rope to hang himself, then he cursed Lawrence, and then he almost surrendered!

Isabella asked, "Did you just see our daughter?"

Roland was completely dumbfounded.

Jeanne is the daughter of Laurence and Isabella???

Roland felt sick as he recalled the times he spent with Jeanne.

Damn Lawrence!
You deserve to be cut into pieces!
You don't even let your own daughter go, you beast!
No wonder Old Biden insisted on killing you! You deserved to be torn to pieces by the mermaids, slowly chewing up your flesh and bones bit by bit!
You deserve it! You deserve to die!
Wait, something is wrong!
Something is wrong!
Jeanne is definitely not Laurence's daughter!
This woman is deceiving herself!
She is doubting her identity!

Fortunately, fortunately, Roland secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

It turns out that I was the only one who showed my true colors.

Grass!
(End of this chapter)