I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Chapter 311 Fellow patients, another epilepsy
Roland secretly complained in his heart: "What this old lunatic said is really ridiculous."
The Black Abyss Academy had only one founder—his brother-in-law, Yig.

Yiger had never taught anyone to become a Star, and even he himself had not advanced to the Star level. The senior sister once said that if 'he' were still alive, he would have entered the Star level.

However, the Black Abyss wizards who came later were quite capable, and a star appeared - Lord Xiata!
She is the third generation dean of Heiyuan.

I don't know who Master Xiata's teacher is, there is no record in the academy.

In short, there has only been one star named Xiata in the Black Abyss Academy!
When Bishop Johnson heard Roland say, "I've heard of you for a long time," he stroked his beard and laughed complacently, "It's not worthy of praise. I was the abbot for more than a few decades, and then I gave it to my disciples.

Furthermore, my path to truth has never been perfected. After my first student ascended to the stars, I could no longer teach her. Uhtred and I were only her initial teachers.

But later, my students and I summarized her path and trained more than twenty tower masters. Among them, a little girl was the most promising and touched the stars."

At this point, the old bishop sighed and said, "They are all more promising than me.

On the contrary, I have always been fascinated by various mystical arts and specialized in studying various paths to truth.

So much so that he was almost dead of old age at over 500 years old, and still hadn't stepped into the stars.

You know, there are too few paths of truth in the Abyss. Someone has to give up something and devote themselves here.

However, my life has not been in vain. Two of the three paths of truth in the Black Abyss were created by me and my students."

Roland rolled his eyes secretly.

There is only one Path of Truth in Black Abyss Academy, and it was Iger who found it based on the path of his senior.

Roland smiled and said, "May I ask what the path of truth that Dean Johnson is studying is called?"

When mentioning this, the old bishop became proud: "Hey, my path of truth is really powerful!
One is the path of truth on the hell side, called 'The Path of the Invincible Hellfire Black Devil'. Hehe, it is the Path of the Black Abyss - my good student thinks this name is not nice, so he calls it 'The Path of the Black Abyss'.

The other one is on the abyss side, called the 'Super Invincible Abyss Shadow Dragon Path'. I've always taken this path, but it's always been at the third gate, just one step away."

As he spoke, the old bishop's eyes slowly lit up: "But now I have completely perfected it."

Then, his eyes dimmed again: "It's a pity that I don't have time to verify it myself."

After a pause, the old bishop looked at Roland excitedly again: "Want to learn? I can teach you."

Roland handed the shower head to the old bishop and went to make coffee in front of the fireplace.
The old bishop took the shower head and followed him, saying, "Don't be discouraged. Although your talent is terrible, your understanding is so good that even my good student Alexandra would be jealous if she saw you!

There's probably no chance of you stepping into the stars, but there's still a chance of you stepping into the second door of truth."

Roland looked at the medical record card on Old Johnson's bedside, which listed words like "split personality," "schizophrenia," "mania," and "self-identity disorder." Then he took two sips of coffee, lay down on the bed, and read the newspaper.

The old bishop was stunned. Only then did he realize Roland's perfunctory attitude.

"Okay, okay, you little brat, remember this! Even if you kneel down and beg me this time, I won't pay any attention to you!"

The old bishop was so angry that he smashed the shower head to the ground and went to bed angrily.

Johnson was muttering to himself, and no one knew what he was saying to himself.

Roland was too lazy to pay attention to him.

After a while, two nuns and nurses came in to bring breakfast.

There have been some dark wizards causing trouble lately, and they're not letting people leave. So all the food and drinks are delivered in.

This is no different from prison.

However, the nurse said that the Vatican's prosecutor would arrive today with inspectors and a group of Judgment Knights. Therefore, the director planned to relax the restrictions and allow the patients to move freely.

Roland asked if there were any new patients admitted today, and the nurse replied in the negative.

Afterwards, two nurses examined Roland and the other man.

The nurse guessed from Johnson's mental state that he had not taken his medicine on time and could not help but complain.

Then the two nurses left.

The diet was simple: water and bread, but the bread was freshly baked and had milk in it, so it tasted quite good.

After dinner, Roland read the newspaper for a while and then fell asleep in the warm sunshine by the window.

"Wake up, wake up, it's time to eat."

Roland woke up after a while of shaking and found old Johnson standing by the bed, shaking him with an excited look on his face.

In recent months, the hospital has not allowed patients to move around and they can only go out for a walk at fixed times, so old Johnson is feeling very suffocated.

Now that the hospital has been reopened, old Johnson is a little excited to be able to walk around freely.

I heard that he has been in the hospital for more than ten years. I don’t know how he has been living all these years.

Soon, the two nurses who delivered meals in the morning opened the door and came in again.

They complained, "Master Johnson, don't always lock the door. This door should always be open."

Johnson pointed at Roland and said, "He locked it. He was just pretending to be a doctor and went out for rounds."

Roland sighed and said, "Yes, yes, it's me. I did it all."

After leaving the room, Roland saw many patients in the corridor. Every patient in the room had someone accompanying them.

On the way, Roland looked around curiously.

It is said to be the inpatient area of ​​Elizabeth Holy Spirit Hospital, but in fact it is a rest area in the monastery.

The overall style is Romanesque Gothic.

The religious atmosphere here is very strong, the corridors are high, solemn, majestic, sacred and ancient.

The corridor's vaulted ceiling is integrated with the wall and has no separate suspended ceiling.

The floor, walls and dome are all made of stone and are painted with exquisite murals.

Even the carvings on the columns are very beautiful.

As an artist, it's hard for Roland not to like this place.

As they passed by an area, Roland saw some exquisite mahogany chairs and an altar in a small hall on one side of the corridor. Some monks/patients were praying there, all wearing white linen robes, looking very pious and solemn.

This should be a small prayer room, and similar places can be found everywhere in the corridor.

They are actually equivalent to "smoking rooms" and are not formal prayer halls.

As if he could see that Roland liked this kind of art, Old Johnson smiled and sent him a series of divine thoughts.

"The chapel downstairs is truly artistic—these charlatans just love to put on a show. Many people, upon entering the Vatican, feel a surge of admiration for the gods."

Then he was fooled by that group of charlatans and started to believe in God!

Don't chat with those charlatans, each one of them is better at sophistry than the other!
Many young wizards, full of self-esteem and believing they had witnessed many truths, unknowingly engaged in debates with this group. The result? Instead of causing them to question their gods, they were converted to the church!

One of my good students is like this.

He originally had a promising future, but later he believed in God and betrayed the wizard!

Guess what he said to me later?
He fucking said we were all wrong!

Saying damn 'God loves the world'!"]
Roland felt secretly strange.

Old Johnson's words were so eloquent that it was hard not to suspect that he really had a wizard student.

Could it be that this old guy is really the Black Abyss Wizard?

No, it's impossible.

A lot of things don't add up.

Apart from anything else, judging from the time, he couldn't be the Black Abyss Wizard - he had been in the hospital for more than ten years!
More than a decade ago, the Black Abyss wizards were busy with Arracca's affairs. How could they possibly come here?
Even if this guy is a Black Abyss Wizard, he is still a traitor.

There was an information gap here, or rather, the senior sister hadn't had time to tell Roland many things before Roland came over.

So Roland didn't know that a group of old Black Abyss had crawled out from here more than ten years ago.

Soon, Roland followed the team to the cafeteria's gate.

So many people came at once, and everyone was queuing up to get in.

Many famous people came over and chatted with Johnson with a smile.

Some of these people were archbishops of certain places, some were knight commanders of the Holy Temple, and many were not only saints but also great leaders of their own factions.

Old Johnson ignored them. When others saluted him respectfully, he would just glance at them and nod as a greeting.

He almost had arrogance written all over his face.

I have to say that when Lord Johnson faced others, he had the aura of a superior.

Cardinals are considered the ceiling of the Vatican.

Although he couldn't leave and couldn't perform this job, his connections were terrifying.

It was clear that Johnson had a wide network of contacts in the church! He even knew quite a few angels and demigods!

It can be said that with his connections, whenever he goes out, he will definitely become a cardinal - because half of the cardinals in the College of Cardinals are his good friends!
How could someone with such connections in the church be a Black Abyss Wizard?
No matter what method the Black Abyss Wizard used to disguise himself as an archbishop, he couldn't possibly have built up so many connections!
Roland became less and less convinced that he was the Black Abyss Wizard.

But what Roland didn't know was that Johnson's network of contacts was built over the past decade or so.

For the wizards of the East Territory, more than a decade passed in the blink of an eye.

But for the South, it is an era!
This is the time it takes for a person to grow from his fifties to his seventies. It is enough time for the management of the South to change its leadership team.

Those who could recuperate at the Holy Spirit Hospital were all important figures. At least they had to be a high priest or an inquisitor.

This place is called a 'hospital', but it is actually a top political seminary.

If it weren't for those weird things, people who came here for recuperation would have to pray in the chapel every day, attend classes in the monastery, and study theology!

Those who come here to be hospitalized are all here to gild themselves!

You know, those who can suffer from epilepsy are all meritorious people who survived the high-intensity battle against evil!

Many people come here to gild themselves, cultivate their theological perspectives, and deepen their faith. They get promoted after leaving!

Johnson has been here for more than ten years and knows a lot of people.

His status was not much lower than that of Archbishop Williams, and he was also a quasi-cardinal who was bound to enter the College of Cardinals.

Therefore, his status in the hearts of his classmates is not much lower than that of the "Principal" Williams!

Compared to Williams, many people would rather listen to the Black Abyss Wizard talk about theology.

People firmly believe that this Black Abyss Wizard is the most pious and closest to God's servant.

Those who are confused about their faith can often find their way again after chatting with him.

Johnson knows more about God than any cardinal who has spent a lifetime studying theology.

Because this Black Abyss Wizard not only studies God, but also uses God's specimens for experiments!
Moreover, he has been studying it for five hundred years!
For those great men who are confused in their hearts, Johnson is their mentor in faith.

And for those civilians who are very capable and have made great contributions but have no support from their family elders in the Holy See, he is a father!

These people's positions are often neither high nor low. They may be a regional bishop, a high priest of a church, or a deputy chief judge.

Johnson just needs to say hello to people and these people will be able to rise to the top!

If he were willing to take some time and give them guidance in faith, these people would be able to soar to the sky!
Johnson has been here for more than ten years. Like the 'President of the Seminary', he has brought out countless people and made countless friends.

Many people have joined the College of Cardinals!
And many of them are originally members of the College of Cardinals!

I wonder how many people in the Vatican outside owe Johnson a favor!

Therefore, this old man's power and connections are no less than those of a real cardinal. He is even more powerful than an ordinary cardinal!
Andra, the demigod of Hydra, often sends people to give gifts and greetings.

Andra has prepared the holy fruits. If Johnson is really discharged from the hospital one day, Andra will have another friend in the College of Cardinals.

However, as Johnson gets older, his value has become lower and lower. If he cannot get out this year, he will really be away from the political center.

At this point, after Johnson dealt with the group of people who came to say hello, he said to Roland with a sigh, "My old friends are all discharged. These guys are just a bunch of flatterers with no ability. There's no point in making friends with them. You should avoid talking to them. Be careful not to get fooled."

Among the people who just spoke to Johnson, there was the Archbishop!

But he said that person was a flatterer.

Roland nodded and said, "Indeed, things have been getting more and more serious recently. Anyone who is well-informed is unwilling to come here for recuperation."

Johnson was delighted to find that Roland was actually talking to him. He pulled Roland in a flattering manner and said, "Come on, let's go in together. I'll introduce you to our stubborn tenants here—you'll probably have to live here for ten or twenty years."

Roland pulled Johnson's hand away and said, "No need. I'm shy and like to eat alone."

Upon hearing this, the old bishop became furious. He fiercely swung Roland's sleeve and said, "You're so ungrateful! No one will play with you anymore!"

Looking at the old man's back, Roland shook his head secretly.

Johnson is old and has a lot of mental problems. When he gets angry, he is like a child.

But he was unwilling to take medicine.

We have to find a way to secretly get him to take some medicine to treat his emotional illness.

In fact, Roland really wanted to get to know the stubborn residents in the hospital, but now was not the right time because the senior was going to send someone over.

The director and his colleagues discussed Roland's relationship with the Mystery Department behind Johnson's back. While the head nurse was talking to Roland, she even had Johnson sent away.

So now no one knows that Roland is a 'spy' sent by Isabella.

Everyone just thought that he had been the chief judge of the Vatican Inquisition. There were many people in this hospital who had been the chief judge of the Inquisition.

Everyone who has served as chief judge has had this!
Roland's identity is not conspicuous.

Roland entered the restaurant.

There are many long tables in the restaurant, arranged in several rows.

The restaurant was very grand, but the food was rather bland, not even as good as the lunch of the more affluent citizens.

Roland found an empty seat and began to observe the group of patients.

Soon, Roland noticed Johnson sitting with a dozen other people.

These dozen or so people looked familiar, and Johnson was one of their leaders. They all seemed to be of high status, and everyone around them took the initiative to greet them.

Among these people were men and women, and one of them was a nun who caught Roland's attention.

The nun seemed to be the leader of this small group. She and Johnson seemed to be having some trouble getting along, and after sitting together, they started to mock and ridicule each other.

Roland had a strange expression on his face.

He felt that the nun looked strangely familiar.

Roland's ears moved, and then the noisy sound in the entire hall was amplified many times.

Roland's position was by the northernmost wall, and the other group was by the southernmost wall, separated by several long tables. So the noise was very loud.

Roland did not use any magic or release any mental power. He simply relied on his hearing to distinguish the conversations between these people.

Soon, amidst the chaotic noise, Roland heard Johnson say to the nun, "Brianna, could you please tone it down? I'm fed up. My roommate secretly changes my water in the middle of the night, and you come to check my room every morning!"

The nun cursed coldly, "You're the one who's crazy. I didn't even go out this morning! At least not today!"
I woke up in solitary confinement this morning and have just been released!

Rod and the others can testify! Several of us have been locked up!"

Johnson said, "So you were arrested after causing trouble this morning!"

The nun scolded, "Why are you so stubborn? Can you stop clinging to your 'multi-person theory'? It's definitely the 'shadow-taking mind theory'! We've already..."

The two people seemed to be communicating with each other through their minds, and Roland could not hear what was said next.

After thinking about the conversation they had just had, Roland frowned.

At this time, Roland noticed that Johnson was pointing in his direction.

The nun looked over here, and Roland just raised his head and met her gaze.

Seeing Roland looking over, the nun smiled at him - the nun's face was extremely holy, but the smile was exceptionally enchanting and charming.

Roland's pupils suddenly shrank.

He had seen this woman in the kitchen of the Summer Palace!
Wait, what did Johnson call this woman before?
Brianna Brianna
By the way, this woman was here in the morning too!

She brought people here in the morning and was called crazy by herself. Then she was taken to see the dean by four nurses - the dean locked up all six of them!
They were released only after lunch.

It turned out that this guy didn't know what he had done, she thought he was sleeping.

Roland frowned.

These people were obviously discussing insane ideas. Roland could roughly guess their content and logic.

Because he had deduced these two crazy theories, but he refuted them.

Roland actually hoped that one of these two crazy theories was right, because neither of them was very crazy. If the real thing was very, very crazy, it meant that the mystery here was very, very "chaotic".

It will be troublesome then.

Because things may have deteriorated to a very serious extent, the entire holy city may have changed a long time ago, but no one has noticed it.

No one noticed, so it’s okay.

But when everyone suddenly discovered it, cause and effect became an established fact.

When the time comes, something will come with a permanent certificate, and everyone will become immortal with it!

(End of this chapter)