I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Chapter 319: The Incredible Little Heiyuan, Your Majesty Has Arrived, I Really Am Her Husband
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The two wandered around for a long time and came to a hidden semi-basement.

Here, Johnson took Roland into an abandoned utility room.

There was a shabby little cabinet in the middle of the utility room.

The broken door of the small cabinet was half open. Johnson walked over and closed the door. Then he walked around the small cabinet a few times with the basin of water, muttering a few words.

When he opened the cabinet again, a narrow tunnel slanting downward appeared in the cabinet.

It seems that this is a secret and narrow passage that the old Heiyuans had built in the basement of the Wilmik Monastery.

It was hidden in this cabinet with a great skill.

Old Johnson smiled and said to Roland, "This secret passage needs to be opened from the inside. There are people on duty in the secret room in shifts. As long as someone walks around the cabinet and recites the password, the people inside will know. The password is changed frequently, and someone will give it to you after you enter."

The two entered the closet, closed the door, and entered the tunnel.

Roland glanced towards the door behind him.

Looking through the hole in the broken cupboard door, I could see a wall instead of a storage room.

The tunnel is exceptionally clean, without a speck of dust.

As they walked along the tunnel, they heard a faint noise in the distance. After walking for a while, they saw a small exit.

After coming out, there was a shabby little library and entertainment center.

Bookshelves were stacked against the walls, with people browsing. In the center were tables and chairs, with many people sitting there.

At a glance, there were about forty or fifty people in the room.

Bald monks were browsing books on the wall shelves. Some of them looked old, likely bishops. The rest looked young, like students, asking the bishops for advice on holy and dark magic.

Roland whispered, "Why do those young monks look like guards or caregivers at the 'Dark Wizard Incarceration and Treatment Area'?"

Johnson chuckled, "They don't look like it. They are."

Roland was confused. It seemed that the old Black Abyss had trained quite a few dark wizard apprentices here.

Yes, a Holy Magician of the Order of the Chant.

At this time, several old men came over.

Roland met these people during lunch.

They had something to talk to Johnson about, so they glanced at Roland and quickly started chatting with Johnson.

Johnson pointed to an empty heptagonal table not far away and asked Roland to sit there first. Then the group of old guys gathered together and whispered to each other.

Roland ignored them and looked at the people in the room. He wanted to remember everyone so that he wouldn't mistake someone for someone else if he ran into them later.

There were some people dressed like guards and orderlies, and some dressed like nurses and doctors—about ten in all.

The remaining thirty or so people were all wearing the same hospital gown that Roland was wearing—striped white linen robes.

It looks like the nurses and doctors are having fun while taking care of the patients!
Moreover, these patients were very quiet and their expressions were a little dull. They looked like patients who had stayed in a mental hospital for a long time and were bored to death.

But some people were quietly playing cards, some were quietly eating melon seeds and fruits, and some were watching TV blankly.

There are a total of nine TVs in the room, made of a kind of crystal. When the nine TVs are put together, they look like LCD splicing screens!
Roland looked disheveled.

Didn’t you say you were going to perform a mysterious black magic ritual?

What are you doing?
Are these people really all patients?!
At this time, an old monk came over.

He was holding a box that was twice as big as a mahjong box.

After placing it on the table, he opened the box and poured out the contents onto the table.

A bunch of mahjong.

As if noticing Roland's strange expression, the old monk smiled softly and said, "Don't worry, kid. We'll teach you in a moment."

Roland nodded woodenly.

The old monk asked again, "Do you have the magic stone?"

Roland nodded dully.

The old monk's eyes lit up and he asked, "How much did you bring?"

Roland said, "Not much, just around two thousand."

Roland picked up a mahjong tile and said with a strange expression, "Anything with magical powers will do, right? I still have hundreds of sea monster crystal cores and magic pearls.

The largest crystal core has already condensed into the Philosopher's Stone. Although its quality is not very good, it can be used by the Triceratops' warships."

Roland's stockpile was much larger than that. He'd been fishing for over twenty years, piloting a strategic-class cruiser in the dangerous and mysterious deep seas. He'd catch an average of a first-tier sea monster every week, and countless smaller ones.

Over twenty years, more than a thousand weeks, the magical materials in his hands piled up like a mountain.

However, his senior sister stole a wave and erased a single digit.

After hearing this, the old monk began to tremble as if he had an epileptic seizure.

He pointed at Roland and said, "Wait for me to get some alchemical stuff!

Hahahaha!

Hahahahaha!
Saved!
There's help! "

The old man ran out the door like a madman.

The people in the room didn't change their mind either - those who could enter this room were the sickest people in the entire mental hospital.

Although everyone is taking medicine, it is common to suddenly fall ill.

After the old monk left, Roland picked up a Mahjong tile with a suspicious look on his face.

After looking at it for a while, Roland's pupils suddenly shrank.

These weren't mahjong tiles, but divination cards carved from magic stone. Each card was engraved with runes used to explore the underworld.

This mahjong table is not a mahjong table, but a proper fortune-telling table.

This set of things can be used by 'mortals' who don't have any magical powers.

To maintain a perfect disguise, the old Black Abyss secretly took medicine to eradicate their "wizard disease." As a result, they lacked proper magical powers, and thus invented this ritual to explore the underworld.

This ritual was very good. Since the wizard did not use his own magic power, it was not easily contaminated when exploring the lower world, and would not cause abnormal changes due to diving too deep.

In addition, magic stones are more stable as a source of energy than infusing magic power.

If one of the seven people suddenly went crazy during the exploration, the ritual would be jeopardized. Those who had dived deep into the lower world would not be able to return.

But if the magic stone is used, even if someone has problems, the ritual can still proceed. At this time, as long as one person remains conscious, they can pull the others back one by one.

Therefore, even if these old guys have magic powers, they still have to use this method.

Therefore, this "mahjong table" is actually a proper "seven-point table".

Looking at the other card tables, they were also filled with similar divination or deduction cards. This kind of deduction was a form of calculation, which consumed a lot of mental energy. Everyone in the room took turns deducing, each of them expending a huge amount of mental energy, so their faces were dull.

Those melon seeds and fruits are magic potions that everyone secretly planted. They can assist in divination, deduction, and can also restore mental strength!

Looking again, those 'televisions' were actually 'crystal balls' that the old Heiyuans had polished using materials from the monastery. They were showing images from various areas of the monastery in a loop.

The people watching on TV were monitoring the hospital, monitoring the six people in real time. This could provide early warnings and identify patterns, providing data for experiments.

Everyone was quite serious and formal, but because they were wearing hospital gowns, they looked like patients playing cards or mahjong.

These old guys are amazing. They clearly lack the right materials, but they still make magical objects and magic books with their own hands!
And they did all these things without any magic!

This is just like building a castle on flat ground in a desert island survival game.

At this time, Old Johnson and several old tower masters came over and sat down while chatting.

Johnson said: "So like I said, Roland is more suitable to be the 'eyes' this time."

Another old man said, "We're still missing a deep diver. Williams isn't coming today. He's found a new idea and is going crazy in the house."

Johnson snorted and said, "That old dog, he's quite capable of coming up with such an idea. It's fine if he doesn't come. Brian will bring a more suitable deep diver."

A middle-aged man who looked familiar to Roland corrected him, "Teacher Johnson, this idea was given to Williams by Roland during the day."

Everyone was stunned and looked at Roland.

Johnson laughed and said, "Haha, that old fellow can't even tell who he is, how can he come up with such inspiration? Let me introduce him again, this is my student, Roland."

The old men standing by scoffed. "Your student? You're the one I just accepted, right? How shameless! You didn't teach him!"
However, Johnson was already over 500 years old. He had devoted his life to studying and teaching, paving the way for future generations, unlike others who studied their own things.

Therefore, many things in the Black Abyss were researched by Johnson and his team. Several deans, including many young and old Black Abyss Tower masters present, were all Johnson's students.

Therefore, although everyone was very dissatisfied, they all knew that the new blood of Heiyuan should call Johnson "teacher".

At the very least, you have to call the principal.

The middle-aged monk who looked somewhat familiar seemed to be one of Johnson's students. However, he also sounded like he was from the Alexandra era, over three hundred years old.

He explained this line of thought to everyone, then said, "I didn't understand Roland's ideas during the day, but Williams discussed them with me later. This time, we'll follow his approach and dig out the evidence from the underlying world."

As he spoke, the man smiled at Roland.

Roland suddenly realized that this person was the "Executive Bishop Collard" who had taken him to the prayer room to meet him during the day.

Johnson said, "Williams discussed this with me before, and I thought he was the one who came up with it, but I didn't expect it was Roland who 'saw' the multi-dimensional nature of chaotic systems. Young people are more perceptive and more inspired. We are all old, and our thinking is too limited."

Collard nodded and sighed, "The Holy Spirit is also a new discovery. Although we have all seen Holy Spirits before, no one has witnessed their appearance and disappearance from beginning to end like Roland.
Besides, no one has ever driven those six guys crazy, so we haven't observed these two phenomena.

Today, these two phenomena provide strong support for the multi-phenomenon nature of chaotic systems."

An old tower master said, "It's certainly worth a try. But the problem is, according to this idea, we need to dive deeper and have more accurate data."

This requires a more perfect Philosopher's Stone."

Roland, who was standing by, suddenly understood when he heard this.

No wonder the old guy ran out in a hurry just now. He was going to get tools to make divination cards.

I don't have many magic stones in my hand, but I have a philosopher's stone.

Someone looked at Johnson and asked, "Weren't you planning to go to the bank to steal magic stones today? Why didn't you go?"

Old Johnson said angrily, "Go to hell! My students told me that we have no money left!
Over the past decade or so, I've almost stolen everything from the banks here!
If that 'Isabella' hadn't gone to the bank to deposit some magic stones yesterday, the two hundred cards on the table wouldn't be complete!"

Roland looked at Johnson and said nothing. He took note of the incident and thought to himself, "Old man, you're courting death. I'll tell my senior on you later. Humph, you're just playing dumb with me."

Another person sighed, “That Isabella is really poor, as poor as our young lady!

I exchanged for over 200 magic stones, but they were all low-grade!"

Roland thought to himself, "Your eldest daughter is indeed poor, but she brought quite a bit of money with her this time, though she didn't spend a single cent."

She also brought a lot of magic stones, but she didn't dare to exchange too much at the bank.
Someone said, "If that doesn't work, try going to the Hydra branch. It's been three months since the last time I went there, so I should be able to save some money."

Another person said, "How much can you save? You are all a bunch of poor bastards!"
Let's go rob those wealthy businessmen who just disembarked yesterday. I've got them all in my head. Johnson, based on your previous calculations, how many magic stones do we need?"

Johnson snorted and said, “If we were to explore with the same mindset as before, it would be enough to grab some low-grade and mid-grade magic stones.

But it's different now.

Even if the seven of us gathered together to explore the magic density and quality of low-grade and mid-grade magic stones, our accuracy wouldn't exceed 6.8%. To arrive at the correct conclusion, I wonder how many times we'd have to compare and deduce it again and again!

But if you have a bunch of high-quality magic stones, or even a philosopher's stone, the accuracy rate can be increased to over 80%!"

Someone lamented: "Don't be ridiculous, the South is a magical wasteland, where can we find the Philosopher's Stone?"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone saw Roland suddenly take out his pocket, and out came a dazzling gem the size of a palm.

Someone took it and looked at it in astonishment, then his eyes popped out.

Before anyone could say anything, Roland slammed handfuls of magic stones, sea monster crystal cores, and magic pearls onto the table.

He was very strong, and the "precious" fortune-telling cards scattered on the table were shattered into pieces by the things he took out.

But no one paid any attention to this matter. They all stood there like stupid geese.

Including the years in the abyss, these old guys haven't seen so much money for more than 30 years. Now they are almost having an epileptic seizure when they suddenly see so many good things!

Johnson asked woodenly, "Where did you get so much money, kid?!"

Roland evaded the question and said, "On my way here, the Blood-Dried Wizards and I robbed a ship that the Three-Headed Snakes use to capture sea monsters."

Johnson cursed, "Stop it! The cargo of ten sea monster-hunting ships combined wouldn't be as much as what you have!"

Roland said nothing. He had robbed someone else's strategic-class cruiser, which had been wandering on the sea for more than 20 years.

The three-headed snakes usually go out to sea to catch sea monsters in ordinary ships. There are no second-level wizards like Diana in the team, let alone the "Shadow Spider".

The ship wasn't as good as Roland's, the team wasn't as good as Roland's, and the place they were going to wasn't a dangerous place like the Sea of ​​Fog. The time wasn't as long as Roland's. If there was a ship with more cargo than Roland had, it would be a disaster!
Someone suddenly said, "Wait a minute, you brought a group of wizards from the Blood Castle and hijacked a three-headed snake ship? Is it called the Storm?"

The news about Withered Blood Castle had long since died down. No one in the south even remembered it.

But the fact that the Hydra Group had lost an important warship caused a huge sensation - the old Heiyuans often went to the Hydra branch and knew that Hydra was still looking for that ship!

Not only was the ship lost, but the entire Triceratops organization was destroyed!

How many heads does Hydra have?
The boy raised his knife and chopped off a head in one fell swoop!
This is equivalent to leading people to destroy a high tower in a medium-sized school in the East Territory!
Suddenly, someone asked, "You guys robbed that ship? So, you killed Dagmar too?!"

When these words were spoken, everyone's expressions changed slightly.

Although Dagmar was a junior and very ignorant of his own limitations, not everyone on the sea dared to challenge him.

Although everyone here is confident that they can rub his head on the ground on land, no one dares to say that they can kill him at sea except for Johnson and seven or eight other real old guys.

Among them, the youngest ones, the old Heiyuans in the early stage of the second stage, felt that their strength was about the same as Dagmar.

That guy with the cheats does have cheats!

Roland said, "It was me and a group of withered blood wizards. There were more than forty of us. I was just a participant."

Everyone looked at Roland deeply and said no more.

All the Black Abyss wizards present knew exactly what a withered blood wizard was.

Ten of them put together are not as good as one!
There's that Count Durand, Lady Wendisa, and that Viscount. Everyone here can probably lump them together without saying anything, it's almost the same.

Moreover, I heard that the Blood Castle had been destroyed by the eldest lady and her men.

The second-level wizards were either killed or taken under their command.

Those who fled were trash among trash, garbage among garbage.

More than forty people. How many Black Abyss Wizards can they match?
What's more, that Dagmar is a cheating bastard!
He's practically invincible at sea! No one below Demigod can break his defenses! He can only be dealt with through mystical means!

Considering the level of mystical research of the Dry Blood Wizards, can they deal with his body of the Sea God Angel?
Even if you pick out all the guys from Heiyuan, I'm afraid few of them can see his weaknesses.

If this guy didn't have some ability, wouldn't those blood-stained wizards tear him apart after killing Dagmar?
The fact that he is still alive today proves that the group of blood-stained wizards follow his lead!
He was the leader! The others on the ship were cannon fodder he used to perform black magic rituals and sacrifices to slaughter the Three-Headed Snake Pirates!
What realm is this kid at now? What will he be like once he enters the second gate of truth?

An old man named Heiyuan nodded and said, "You can join our parliament now, kid."

Many of the old Heiyuans had become more friendly. Previously, they had treated Roland more like a promising young talent, but now they were beginning to regard him as the new generation of tower master.

He is also a student, but he is at the same level as the tower master.

Someone said, "Our people are forming a new parliament in the south. When we get out, you can join in."

Roland asked, "Sir, isn't it a bit too ostentatious to form a parliament in the south?"

This is indeed not in line with Heiyuan's style.

Many old Heiyuan smiled and said, "It is indeed not a parliament, but an order."

At this time, the old monk who had run away before also came back with alchemical things, and everyone immediately got busy.

Roland took a closer look and discovered that the old monk seemed to have brought back some rare items.

Their functions were similar to those of a small hammer and chisel. However, these strange objects were hand-made. But he treated them like treasures.

These old guys had crawled out of the abyss before, and many of their treasures were broken.

The things I have now are all made from scrap materials.

Roland didn't take out his own secret treasure to make a show of himself. Instead, he helped everyone and learned how to carve this kind of thing.

A bunch of people in the room helped, and after a while, some of the cards were replaced with better quality magic stones and crystal cores.

Afterwards, someone opened the seven-pointed table and replaced the 'medium-grade magic stone' at the center of the magic circle with the 'Philosopher's Stone'.

This time, the magic fluctuations on all the divination cards were different.

——"After so many years, the Seven-Pointed Table can finally operate at full power."

——"We must find something today. If this matter is delayed any longer, the young lady will definitely be furious!"

——"Maybe the people sent by the young lady have already arrived."

——"Yes, it's quite a coincidence considering the timing. Could that Isabella be the young lady?"

When these words were spoken, everyone shrank their necks.

At this moment, someone looked at Roland blankly and asked, "Little Roland, I remember you used the identity of 'Laurence'. What is your relationship with Isabella?"

Everyone suddenly looked at Roland in horror.

Roland coughed and decided to confront everyone.

Old Johnson suddenly laughed and said, "Impossible. This guy couldn't have been sent by the young lady. Don't worry about the young lady's affairs."

An old tower master frowned and asked, "What have you been doing sneaking around with Brianna and the others lately? I heard you were trying to pry open the innermost ward."

Old Johnson smiled but said nothing. Suddenly, his ears twitched, and he pointed at the door with his chin. "Haven't you been curious about who was locked up a while ago? He's here."

Two people came out of the passage.

One is a nun. She looks abstinent, but when she laughs, she is charming and seductive. If she had a tail stuck on her butt, she could play a vixen.

The other woman was wearing a hood, but even the lower half of her face looked far more beautiful than the nun.

However, this half face made the temperature in the noisy room seem to drop by more than ten degrees, and everyone felt cold sweat on their backs.

Someone leaned over cautiously and looked at the woman's face. Then he was so scared as if he had seen a ghost that his legs went weak and he almost fainted.

The nun respectfully invited the woman into the room. The woman lifted her hood, revealing a face as cold as ice.

Looking at this face, Roland couldn't help but be slightly stunned. He thought to himself: "Senior sister actually came over here. Was this guy spying on me? And then he came here?"

This woman is Catherine!
With a loud clatter, everyone in the room knelt down.

Suddenly, all kinds of shouts rang out in the room - "Great," "Eternal," "Immortal," and the same praises to the Thousand-Eyed King that Roland had heard from Baron Seaburg before.

In Roland's words, it means "unifying the world for thousands of years."

The standards for the eulogy were the same. Therefore, if anyone else were to listen, they would undoubtedly frown, thinking that His Royal Highness had overstepped the bounds.

But the guys in Heiyuan either knew Catherine's true identity or wanted to rebel against the Thousand-Eyed King. So they always did this in private.

Although she was prepared in her heart, Catherine still had a flash of panic in her eyes when she saw these powerful old men in the hall making such a move.
At this moment, she suddenly discovered that there was a young man in the room who was not kneeling, but was looking at her with a frown.

Catherine's expression became even more flustered.

Catherine's gaze caught everyone's attention. Johnson looked up and found Roland still standing there. He hurriedly pulled Roland and told him to kneel down.

Roland ignored him and asked suspiciously, "Why are you here?"

Not only did he look directly at the adults, but he also spoke to them in such a tone!
The old Heiyuans suddenly became angry.

Roland slowly knelt down, and everyone's expressions looked better.

Catherine coughed and said, "Everyone, get up."

There was a slight tremor in the voice.

Roland's face was strange for a moment. He was absolutely certain that this person was Catherine. She was definitely not fake.

However, I always feel that something is wrong.

After everyone stood up, Johnson rushed forward in the crowd and invited Catherine to the seven-pointed table.

Throughout this whole process, Johnson's demeanor was quite interesting. He was both extremely proud and extremely fawning and cautious. He was like a country uncle who had suddenly seen his granddaughter, who had moved to the city and become a high-ranking official.

He even got angry because a young monk did not prepare Catherine's favorite green tea in advance as Johnson had requested.

Catherine sighed and said, "Teacher, there is no need for this."

Hearing the word "teacher", Roland was stunned for a long time.

Previously, Johnson had boasted that he had coached two stars.

Roland calculated over and over again, but still couldn't find out who the second star was.

Now he knew that the star was 'Alexandra'.

No wonder Johnson usually acts like a big shot, and no wonder Johnson looks down on everyone and always calls veteran Williams "old dog".

He has a powerful backer, and anyone who sees him has to kneel down and kowtow twice!

In the entire Black Abyss lineage, only Uhtred, a terrifying late-stage third-order demigod, has a higher status than Johnson - the two were classmates back then, and both later taught Catherine.

The old Heiyuans all felt guilty, surrounding Catherine, hesitant as if wanting to say something. They probably felt that given the young lady's temper, she would definitely ask about what was going on here, but they were afraid of her anger, yet they didn't dare to lie.

Catherine didn't seem to understand what these people meant. Seeing everyone gathered around her, she said, "Everyone, go and do your own thing. I'm here to work today too. You don't have to revolve around me."

Everyone hesitated for a long time and didn't dare to leave.

Johnson waved them off impatiently, saying, "Let's go. We've already told Miss everything. I just told you that everything is fine. Are you still getting in the way and making Miss angry?"

Roland looked at the newcomers who didn't know him, coughed, and interrupted to correct him, "It's Miss, not Miss."

Johnson hurriedly and secretly scolded Roland - "Silly boy! What are you butting in about! Your senior sister has a bad temper and hates people who don't know the difference between superiors and inferiors.

He forced a smile and said to Catherine, "Your Highness, this is my student, Roland. He's a few years younger than you and has also studied at Black Abyss Academy. He's considered your junior."

"Oh?" Catherine smiled and looked at Roland: "Then you should have seen me in the academy, right?"

Roland sighed and said, "Stop playing, Catherine."

The people on the side couldn't help but frown - what's the tone of your voice, calling the adult by his full name?
Catherine's brows also slightly frowned, revealing a slightly unhappy look.

"Stop playing around, Senior Sister—teachers, I told you, I'm the spy she sent."

Roland pointed his finger at Catherine's face and said, "I'm her husband."

Everyone: "???"

Johnson suddenly jumped up in panic and shouted angrily, "What are you crazy about! Your Highness, this guy is a little sick, don't worry about it. He even mistook a photo of his wife for you during the day. He needs to take some medicine to get better. He is an important person and very valuable."

Catherine had a very strange look on her face, and there was a hint of doubt and uncertainty in her eyes as she looked at Roland.

Roland said, "Of course I'm valuable. 80% of the money in her treasury now comes from me. Are you okay, senior? Are you acting, or do you really not know me?"

Roland stood up and looked Catherine up and down for a long time. He even lifted her hair and examined her ear. There was a small red mole next to her ear, a small mark to prevent others from using deformation water to deform it.

Roland's every move was very natural, and it was obvious that the two of them often interacted intimately like this.

Everyone couldn't help but show a look of surprise and uncertainty, and Catherine's eyes were also a little panicked.

Roland asked, "What's wrong with you? Were you captured by those guys and took the wrong medicine?"

Catherine avoided Roland's gaze and said, "I, I do have some amnesia. Now I remember, teacher, Roland is indeed my husband."

After hearing this, everyone was stunned.

The eldest lady is married?

Everyone looked at the things on the table, then looked at Roland - the little bastard didn't seem that annoying.

Many of those present were four or five hundred years old, having watched the young lady grow up for two lifetimes. Some had been Catherine's teacher for two lifetimes, others for a lifetime.

So even though the young lady is the eldest of the group, everyone still treats her as the child of the family.

So everyone can't help but feel a little sad.

The young lady finally got married. She cultivated so rapidly that she lived to be two or three hundred years old in her previous life, but at that level, she was still a little girl. Therefore, she had never thought about marriage.

No one looks down on me.

This brat is quite capable. He is a legitimate descendant of the Black Abyss lineage, so he should keep all the wealth within his family.

It is better to be cheap with your own child than to be cheap with other people's children.

It's fine to get married. I'll get married eventually. It's just a pity that I didn't attend the young lady's wedding.

Everyone was secretly grinning, happy that their family had a boy who could catch the young lady's eye.

Some people sighed secretly.

Roland looked at the senior with a strange expression and remained silent.

husband?

What I said before was just talk, why did my senior sister also call me husband?
Now that she remembered her relationship with him, how could she be wrong?
(PS: Thank you 'Wu Xiyu' for the 26 monthly tickets! You are my god!
Thanks to '是KY呀' for the 16 monthly tickets!
Thanks to 'No money to recharge starting coins' for 11 monthly tickets! )

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