I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Chapter 303 Humph, who's going to deal with who? Wait a minute, I want to offer a treasure!

Miss Jeanne seemed to like ordering Roland around, asking him to add more dishes, pour wine, and ask the waiter to ask for things.

The two sisters were very arrogant and never thought that Roland would do something secretly.

Or rather, they don't care.

That’s right, is there any magic potion in this world that can knock down an angel?

There are indeed some—for example, the medicine at St. Wilmick's Hospital. This place specializes in treating visitors from heaven. Even if a demigod were to be hospitalized, he would have to take a lot of medicine to behave himself.

The two sisters naturally didn't know about this. Jeanna even ordered Roland to go outside to find the Holy King's nectar.

The so-called finding... This thing is specially provided by the Holy See. The Summer Palace is the property of the Holy See, so of course it exists.

So the main restaurant next door has this kind of wine. Just ask the waiter and put it on the bill.

So of course I spent money to buy it.

This bottle of wine costs hundreds of pounds!
The Mysterious Department doesn't have that much funding.

But doesn't this guy like to show off? Let him spend it!

Just now, when my sister was looking for the snake ring, her expression changed three times. First, it was shock, then jealousy, and then greed - the money inside seemed to scare my sister!

This guy has some assets.

Let him show off and spend all his money!
Sure enough, when the boy came back from outside with the wine, his face was full of pain. Seeing Roland so unhappy, the two sisters couldn't help but smile happily.

Roland was busy running around and was ordered around in various ways.

He went to fetch the Holy King's nectar seven or eight times.

Most of it was drunk by Isabella and Jeanne, and the remaining two bottles were divided among Roland's colleagues. Roland didn't drink a single sip.

Normally, this thing is for tasting, how can you drink it like this?

If Roland didn't have the money, they definitely wouldn't drink like this.

Looking at the two guys enjoying themselves while drinking, Roland couldn't help feeling strange.

Didn't the crew go out of their way to get some wine on the Queen Victoria? They probably drank it regularly, didn't they?
But why do they seem to have never drunk this kind of wine before?

So, aren't those wines Isabella brought all fake just to look impressive?
Roland felt as if he had accidentally guessed right.

Although the Holy Medical Corps is also a holy order, its master is not the Pope - it is a group of high-ranking mercenaries.

Or the army on the border.

They are different from those holy knights who sit in the church all day and don’t have many opportunities to enjoy themselves.

Moreover, the Holy King's nectar is a luxury, how much quota can be allocated?
In addition, Isabella seemed to have been exiled here this time, and the headquarters had almost been hollowed out by the Holy See, so the things she brought here were indeed very limited.

If she didn't have her own little stash of cash, she wouldn't even be able to keep the store open this time.

So the wine in the boat is most likely fake, or it has never been opened and is just used to show off!
Roland secretly complained: "I'm really impressed. One hundred gold pounds is only four gold dollars. How stingy are you guys?!"

When the two sisters once again maliciously asked Roland to get some wine, Roland said he had no money and asked for the snake ring.

Of course he had money. The banknotes in his pocket alone were worth more than a thousand pounds. Moreover, he had paid a year's fees at the hotel front desk, so he had plenty of money in his account.

He was pretending to be poor, and besides, he was a little afraid to let them drink anymore.

This wine is intoxicating in itself, and it is something that allows the bigwigs of the Holy See to experience the joy of being drunk. If the two of them drink too much and fall asleep early, something bad will happen.

Even if nothing unusual is found and he sleeps very soundly, it will still delay things - how can you interrogate him for information if he is sleeping soundly?

So, Roland deliberately asked for the snake ring - he concluded that Isabella would definitely not give it.

On this side, Isabella certainly knew that there was indeed a lot of money in the snake ring!

Not to mention buying ten bottles of wine, even if I buy the Summer Palace, I may not be able to buy it all, but I can at least buy one third of it!
Isabella could have taken some out for Roland, but she didn't want to.

After all, these things have to be confiscated.

The Mysterious Department naturally couldn't keep such a large amount of property safe, so all the money belonged to Isabella.

Therefore, when Roland spent the money in the snake ring, he was actually spending her money, and she naturally didn't want to.

Isabella waved her hand and said somewhat disappointedly, "Okay, let's stop here for today."

This guy usually has a stern face and pretends to be serious, but now he is a bit bold and unrestrained. She is obviously drunk.

After finishing the last few glasses of wine, Isabella stood up and staggered, almost falling.

So did Jeanne.

Two nuns nearby hurried over to support the two superiors.

Seeing this, Roland's heart skipped a beat. He carefully observed the two people's expressions, worried that they would notice something unusual.

Instead, Isabella pointed at Roland and said with a thick tongue, "Let's go to this kid's room. I, I want to see what suite he lives in."

Jeanne also interjected, "Yes, yes, still living here, what a waste of money!"

When they thought of this, the two sisters gritted their teeth.

We are so poor that we have to save money and eat frugally to get the free buffet.

But this guy drives a luxury car, lives in a big mansion, and has a bunch of maids serving him!
Isabella didn't think that Roland's money was Roland's own money, she thought that Roland's money was her funding!

So she was very angry.

Jeanne was also furious. She didn't quite understand, but she was jealous.

Roland pretended to look grim and led the way.

The colleagues also went there, but they didn't plan to go and deal with Roland with the boss. They planned to go and help put in some good words and cover up for him.

These guys were quite nice. Even though it was their first meeting, they felt like they were being treated well today. So while they were waiting for the elevator and chatting, they intentionally or unintentionally spoke well of Roland.

Isabella became even more furious after hearing this. She found an excuse and asked the group to leave.

The group of people gave Roland a helpless look. Only two nuns and Diana stayed.

The two superiors walked a little crookedly, but they were fine. His subordinates didn't think Roland had the ability to do anything to them, but they were used to being served, so the nuns stayed.

Soon, the elevator came down.

Looking at the floors in the elevator, Roland had a strange look on his face—his floor was not even on the list.

The waiter at the elevator door saw the passenger standing there in a daze and came over politely to ask.

Roland handed his room card to the waiter. After taking a look at it, the waiter said very respectfully, "Sir, your room cannot be reached by this elevator. Please follow me."

Everyone followed the waiter to an area with almost no customers. As they passed through a gallery, Isabella gave a strange look.

The Summer Palace is a church property, and the waiters and waitresses here are of the same nature as the volunteers in the monastery, except that they receive a salary because of the income generated.

There are some areas in the Summer Palace that are not often open to the public.

This is one of them.

On the way, you can see some monks from the Vermik Oratory stationed at the summer palace taking care of the murals in the gallery.

When there are no rooms at the monastery, people from the Holy See who come on business trips can usually stay here for free.

Soon, everyone came to a very old elevator, where there was a special monk sitting on duty.

Seeing the waiter bringing someone in, the monk sitting in the elevator raised his eyelids and stretched out his hand with an arrogant look on his face.

The waiter respectfully handed Roland's things to the monk. After the monk took a look, he hurriedly moved the chair out of the elevator and then respectfully invited everyone into the elevator.

The waiter sent everyone to the elevator door, as he seemed unable to go upstairs.

This elevator actually has a temple restriction and must be operated by a dedicated person to reach different floors.

The five people got on the elevator with strange looks on their faces. Halfway through, Roland asked the monk curiously why he had to take this elevator to his room.

The monk opened his mouth and pointed inside - he had no tongue.

Soon, the elevator reached the top floor. The monk humbly ushered everyone out of the elevator, then closed the sliding door and went downstairs.

After entering this floor, everyone was dumbfounded.

Roland was also stunned.

The decoration and layout of this floor don't seem to be suitable for 6 gold pounds a night.

6 gold pounds a night is indeed very expensive. If converted directly, it is equivalent to to RMB a night. Of course, the productivity here varies greatly. The prices of some things can be calculated the same as modern ones, while the prices of some things may be higher or lower and cannot be calculated by modern standards.

Therefore, the 1:1200 conversion between the British Pound and the RMB can only be used as a reference.

6 gold pounds a night is equivalent to a night in a nice luxury hotel in Dubai.

Of course, it's not the nicest room in Dubai, nor is it the best suite in the Summer Palace.

It was obvious that the floor in front of me was not one that could be stayed on for a night for only 6 gold pounds.

Roland took out the item given by the front desk from his pocket to confirm that he was on the right floor. Then he continued to lead the way.

After a moment, everyone discovered a problem.

There seems to be no real corridors here, only various halls, hot spring bathrooms, rooms, observation decks, etc.

Soon, they arrived at a place that looked like a small square. In the middle was a small pool with an angel statue, but around the edges were several delicate little doors.

Jeanne opened a door out of curiosity, and then froze in place.

Inside the door was a place that looked like a kang (a bed for sitting), with a small hole in the middle and luxurious plush around the edges. In the small room, there were some silk towels—toilet paper.

This is the toilet.

This 'exquisite and luxurious little square' is actually a toilet!

Those small rooms are squat toilets, and the small fountain in the middle is a washbasin!
Jeanna looked back at her sister in confusion. She said with a strange expression, "Why is there a public toilet?"

Isabella, who was quite knowledgeable, was also a little confused. She said with a strange look on her face, "It shouldn't be a public toilet."

Roland looked blankly at what the front desk gave him, and finally understood what was going on.

There was only the floor number but no room number written on it - this entire floor was Roland's room!
The hotel the front desk gave him was neither a room nor a suite.

They opened a palace for him!

Roland didn't dare to say anything because he wasn't sure if this was true. After all, the price-performance ratio of these 6 gold pounds after the upgrade was a bit too high.

He led everyone to a place that should be his room. After opening the door, Roland found that it was a bedroom.

To be honest, compared with the various rooms on this floor, this bedroom is not very big.

Even a little cramped.

However, the bedrooms of emperors, kings and the like are usually not very spacious - because if they are too large, assassins can easily hide there!
Looking at this bedroom, a very strange expression appeared on Isabella's stiff face.

On the way here, she was bored and read some magazines. One of the travel magazines talked about two famous tourist attractions - the bedroom of Hunter XIV and the former Wilmik Palace Museum.

According to the above statement, many of the items in the Wermick Palace Museum are actually replicas. After all, the museum is open to the public, so those priceless paintings and other things have not been placed in the museum by the church.

However, people can still appreciate those masterpieces handed down from generation to generation through magazines and counterfeits.

Some of the paintings, porcelain, tapestries and other artworks in this bedroom are exactly the same as those Isabella saw in magazines.

Well, that luxurious big bed is exactly the same as the one in the magazine.

Isabella looked at Roland with red eyes: "How much did you spend here for one night?"

The look filled with jealousy, hatred, and murderous intent made Roland's scalp tingle. He said cautiously, "Boss, do you believe my six gold pounds a night?"

Seeing Isabella getting even angrier after hearing this, Roland hurriedly explained, "I really didn't spend much! Maybe with the recent rash of dark wizards, there are fewer customers, so the front desk gave me a promotion!"

Isabella laughed out of anger. She looked at Roland, nodded, and said no more.

What about the liar? !

6 gold pounds, are you kidding me?!

Isabella racked her brains and felt that it would cost hundreds of gold pounds to stay here for a night - of course, there were so many precious works of art here, so the deposit must be an astronomical figure.

The number she was thinking about was indeed very large.

Because when converted into RMB, it is equivalent to hundreds of thousands of yuan per night.

A room that costs hundreds of thousands of dollars a night should be the best, right?
She still lacks some understanding of church affairs.

The Summer Palace is nominally open to the public, but in reality, only a part of the area is open.

Many years ago, the Pope had once stayed in the summer palace when he came to Wermick, and later some cardinals also stayed in the summer palace for a few days when they came to visit—instead of staying in the specially prepared place in the church.

Many people are wondering why the big guys live here.

But if they come in and take a look, they will know - there are some works of art collected here, many interesting heirlooms that can only be seen here with their own eyes.

In name, all believers are equal, but in reality, this Summer Palace is someone else's palace!

It is the palace where the Pope, the Son of God and other "emperors and princes" live!

If you don't have status, even if you put the Philosopher's Stone in front, people won't dare to give you this kind of room.

Roland naturally didn't dare to say that he had rented a room here for a year.

He said he had stayed only one night, but that was more than Isabella could bear.

As a leader, it is already infuriating enough that the subordinates working for you are richer than you.

This leader is very tight on money, and his subordinates are very extravagant - the kind of extravagance that makes outsiders hate them!

Now, the money in my hand is going to be confiscated, but he spent such a large sum of money. It's all my money!

I should have pinned this guy down in the office!

Isabella staggered in anger. She sat on the bed and rubbed her forehead.

She thought to herself, "Is the Holy King's nectar so potent?"
She waved her hand and let the nuns go, but asked Jeanne to keep Roland and Diana.

She changed her mind and decided to interrogate this guy!

After the nun left, Jeanna closed the door with a bang, and then sat on the sofa at the door - actually, she usually liked to stand against the wall, but today she felt a little weak in the legs, maybe because she drank too much?

It’s okay, just one finger is enough to deal with this guy.

Jeanne rubbed her flushed forehead on the sofa.

After the door was closed, Isabella gave Jeanne a familiar look.

Jeanne understood what her sister meant, and immediately became alert, shaking her fists with a grim smile.

Roland was completely numb. He thought to himself, "Why hasn't the disease taken effect for so long? Did I give you too little medicine?!"

In a state of urgency, Roland knelt on one knee and said to Isabella, "My lord, I want to offer you a treasure!"

Isabella looked at Roland with a half-smile, as if she could see through his thoughts - this guy clearly knew he was going to be dealt with, and then he was cramming at the last minute.

Isabella said meaningfully, "Roland, do you think you have any treasures to offer?"

Roland coughed and said, "Besides the snake ring, I also have a dimensional bag. All the truly valuable things are actually in there."

Isabella frowned - the property in the snake ring is only a part of this kid's wealth? !
impossible!

Suddenly, Isabella thought of a possibility - the elixir of life.

Isabella's brow furrowed deeply.

Roland said, "My Lord, you know that I once boarded a slave ship belonging to the three-headed serpent. After I joined forces with the dark wizards on the ship and defeated the three-headed serpent, I drifted alone on the ship for a while.

During this time, I used the powerful magic cannons on this ship to luckily hunt down a number of rare sea monsters, and used the immortal alchemy of the three-headed snakes to create some "elixir of life."

Isabella was feeling a little dizzy at first, but after hearing about the elixir of life, she immediately became much more sober.

Whether people from the south or the east, the elixir of life is a great temptation.

It's fine for those who are very young, but for witches, the elderly, and those who have been stuck at a bottleneck and are about to break through but whose lifespan is about to end, the elixir of life has unparalleled appeal!

This is even more true for the people of the Vatican in the south. They are not like wizards who have a lifespan of two hundred years after becoming official wizards.

A second-level wizard can live for about 500 years, and a third-level wizard can even live for a thousand years!

In the South, even the Pope, a god on earth, cannot escape the shackles of mortal lifespan.

Many people tried every possible means to prolong their lives, some, like 'Hydra Andra', even transforming themselves into monsters.

There are even rumors that some people in the Vatican are secretly running some "farms" to quietly give people eternal life.

The gods would occasionally bestow some "holy fruits" upon their most loyal followers, but many of these fruits only extended life by ten years.

The elixir of immortality not only increases lifespan and keeps people young forever, but it is also a resurrection drug, and after taking it, it can make people powerful - this power comes from one's own strength, not from the gods!

This makes it a forbidden potion - immortality, resurrection, and self-strength. All are taboos!

Many high-ranking officials in the Vatican have been secretly enjoying them. Most people over seventy or eighty years old who still have the energy to hold power have secretly used the elixir!

Isabella is a very beautiful woman, and the elixir of life is very tempting to her.

But she had already distanced herself from the core of the Vatican, and her relationship with the Hydra Group was somewhat delicate. For her, a high-quality elixir of immortality was something she could only come across once in a while.

Not to mention Isabella, even the second-level wizards in the south would be very excited when they heard about the elixir of life.

Even if you don't want to use this thing yourself, you can still use it to smooth over relationships!

Isabella is a woman who loves beauty and a strong person who desires to become stronger. At the same time, she tries her best to turn the mysterious place into a court of justice.

The elixir of life hit her sore spot.

She could tell that this guy didn't just have a few bottles of elixirs, nor did he have a lot of top-quality elixirs.

But he will do it!
This is a money tree that can grow golden apples!

After thinking for a while, Isabella's sleepiness disappeared and she became alert. She asked, "Did you make this yourself? What quality is it?"

罗兰说道：“三等品质——我用一头赛琉斯，炼金出了18瓶不老药，其中4-5等品质的9瓶，3-4等品质的9瓶。”

Isabella was stunned for a moment, then sneered, "Roland, do you think I'm a fool? I'm not some normal knight. You've met my father. I know alchemy!"

Isabella is not really a real paladin. Like Saladin, she is a real wizard!

So even though she is almost a hundred years old, she still looks like a young woman in her twenties or seventies. Very charming.

(End of this chapter)