I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Chapter 330: There is such a good thing?! The suspect, it was really him who did it, the nectar of hell
The senior student actually asked for her magic and magic circle.
Roland couldn't help but recall the defensive attitude of his senior sister when she suddenly contacted him in the church.

During the day, she wandered around, trying to figure out her own magic and magic circle.

Roland chuckled. He looked at Catherine meaningfully and said, "You've gone through so much trouble today. What you really want isn't this two hundred thousand worth of goods, right? After all, money is something you can steal while I'm sleeping."

Catherine: "."

Roland chuckled and said, "You little idiot! Do you think I'd be reluctant to spend money, or that I can't see the value of my magic and magic circle?"

Catherine said, "Humph, it's just a gimmick. Roland, I've seen all kinds of magic and magic circles. Don't think you're so great just because you suddenly came up with a new gadget. I'm just a little curious."

Roland's hands became restless. He said, "I can teach you everything, but, my good student, you want money, magic, and a magic circle. Aren't your appetites too big?"

At this time, Catherine suddenly frowned, and then her whole appearance turned into Brianna again.

Then the straw puppet came into the house, closed the door and got on the bed.

Catherine has a lot of treasures on her body, and no one can peek or eavesdrop in this room.

But just now the straw puppet wanted to open the door, so she turned into Brianna.

After looking at the straw puppet, Brianna stretched out his hand and tore it apart from the 'ward background' like a piece of paper.

Immediately afterwards, a small paper figure appeared in her hand.

Brianna held her head high like a swan and said to Roland, "It's just forbidden magic. I'll trade it with you."

Roland hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.

This magic is very powerful, but he has studied similar ones, and it would not be used to this extent unless his skill points are maxed out.

And to be honest, this move is not as powerful as the 'Evil Thunder Halberd'.

In other words, it is suitable for normal wizards like the senior sister, not abnormal wizards like Roland - Roland is suitable for crazy things.

He already has too many low-level magic spells that can kill instantly.

Roland didn't have much time to upgrade the 'Black/White Angel's Lightning Halberd' yet, so he couldn't chew too much.

Of course, Roland didn't say that. He said, "Your magic is not suitable for me."

Catherine sighed and said, "What do you want?"

Roland smiled.

He looked at the Brianna-looking Katherine in front of him and said, "Good student, I will teach you how to conjure up a pair of fox ears and a fox tail for me to touch."

Catherine: "."

After a moment, the iron bed began to creak.

During the whole process, the two had the following conversation.

Catherine said, "Is it good, Master Roland?"

Roland put down the tail in his hand and said, "Come on, turn around and face me."

Catherine turned around and found that Roland was particularly excited today.

Suddenly, she was stunned and found that she seemed to have forgotten to change her face back!

She gnashed her teeth and cursed, "You bastard! I was wondering why you're so excited today!"

Roland coughed and said, "No, you were facing away from me the whole time, and I didn't see your face. Besides, I already knew it was you. No matter what mask you wear, it's still you.

If it were someone else, I'd be thinking about you all the time and wouldn't be able to play."

This was true. Roland was indeed a scumbag, but he only went so far as to touch her and tease her.

If he went any further, he would be confused.

The senior was so nice to him that he would feel very guilty if he slept with another woman.

I thought the senior would get furious after hearing Roland's sophistry.

Unexpectedly, after she squinted her eyes and stared at Roland for a while, she seemed to suddenly figure something out.

She bit her lip, changed her expression, and said, "Behave yourself. If you can promise not to touch other women in the future, I will play with you in a different way in the future."

Your girlfriend actually took the initiative to cosplay the girl from Genshin Impact and play with you.

Roland was deeply moved, yet also felt guilty. He asked the senior to restore her face to its original appearance (with ears and tail), and then hugged her and comforted her.

How could a LSP like Roland not fantasize about other women?

But to be honest, if you really want to play with others, it’s just for the sake of novelty, and you’ll get tired of it after playing twice.

Catherine finally figured it out. Aren't these bastards looking for something new? She changed herself into this state, letting him have as much fun as he wanted. After a few times, he wouldn't miss her anymore.

After a while, Catherine asked, "Who else are you thinking about?"

Roland coughed and said, "I don't care about anyone. Who else can I care about? You are enough for me."

Catherine said, "Tell me, it's okay. I can satisfy the little evil in your heart. If you behave well, Anna can also perform Transfiguration."

When Roland heard this, his eyes lit up.

Is there such a good thing? !
Marrying one wife is the same as marrying a hundred wives!
When I think about my senior and Anna playing Cosplay with me, the key is that they look so real!

There will be many more tricks from now on!

Roland coughed and said hesitantly, "Well, you'd look good in a nun's uniform. The White Chess School uniform would also be fine. Ouch~~ It hurts!"

Catherine bit Roland's shoulder hard.

Catherine was indeed a little tired recently. She didn't run back and forth at night and slept directly at Roland's place.

The two of them didn't stay up too late and went to bed after twelve o'clock.

When Roland was awakened by the sound of the nurse's footsteps outside the door early in the morning, he found that Catherine had left.

I looked at the time and it was just past five o'clock.

In the mysterious place, we pray before dawn every day.

The senior student may have left around four o'clock.

Roland felt a little sorry for his senior.

After consuming a lot of mental energy, wizards need sufficient sleep and meditation.

Roland hadn't seen the senior sister meditate since she came to the south. Instead, she would rush back to the mysterious place before dawn every day to lead everyone in prayer.

During the day, she not only had to act, but also had to scheme against those guys who were operating in the open, handle the official business of the Mysterious Department, deal with the intelligence sent by the Black Abyss spies in the south, and remotely command Belinda and others. It was quite tiring.

Roland thought to himself, "I need to find a good assistant for Senior Sister."

Soon, Florence came over.

She had been taking care of Johnson recently and brought breakfast because she was afraid he would not eat it.

She also brought Roland breakfast.

Recently, Puppet Johnson has been basking in the sun all day and is not very talkative, which makes Florence feel a little anxious.

Seeing that the straw puppet was lying there and not eating much, Florence coaxed him for a long time and fed him some porridge.

Actually, it was feeding Roland.
After finishing his breakfast and taking his medicine, Roland said, "I won't be going to the Sutra Hall today. I made an appointment with my poker friend yesterday to go listen to some sutras with him."

"Is there anything I can do for you?" Florence asked.

Roland thought for a moment and said, "Come with me. I'm not very familiar with the road."

Florence said, "Then change your clothes and call me. I'll be waiting for you in the duty room on the seventh floor."

With that, Florence packed up and went out.

Roland drew the curtain, brought out a straw puppet, and dressed it in his own clothes.

Then, Roland entered the snake ring in the puppet's hand.

Roland was multitasking. He was studying various things in the church while controlling the puppets outside.

Soon, the puppet Roland went to the duty room.

When Florence learned that Roland was going to attend Harland's class, she couldn't help but show a strange look.

Father Harland was not a patient at the Holy Spirit Hospital, but an old missionary at the monastery.

But he is the most famous of the three saints of this generation of the Dawn School.

He had a high level of attainment in theology and other matters, and he wrote many scriptures and doctrines.

His understanding of the Old and New Scriptures seems to be even better than Williams and Johnson!
But he was a little too pedantic and old-fashioned in his beliefs. Florence even thought he was a little too fanatical in his faith.

He was a typical "conservative" ascetic who strictly adhered to all the rules and regulations of the church. I heard that he never touched alcohol or ate meat in his life. He only ate water and black bread.

Father Harlander did not have any mental illness but he was a little neurotic.

epilepsy.

Florence knew where Father Harland was today, and soon brought the puppet Roland to a small chapel.

On the small platform of this chapel, there was a bald old monk leading the monks sitting below in prayer.

This old fellow was none other than the 'old charlatan' - the old Heiyuan who carried a mahjong box and had epileptic seizures when excited.

Judging from the information that the senior student gave Roland, the old charlatan Harland suffered from a serious mental illness - paranoia.

When he was in Black Abyss Academy, he fantasized that he was the most devout believer of the gods.

He had served as the dean for three days, but because he issued many outrageous school rules such as "apprentices must take prayers and other things as compulsory morning classes" and "the academy should build a church", he was dismissed by the Senate of the Black Abyss amid various complaints.

However, although he suffers from severe delusions, his self-awareness is very clear.

Among all the Black Abyss wizards, he is the most fanatical about dissecting gods, blaspheming gods, and so on.

The puppets Roland and Florence found a place to sit, clasped their hands together, and prayed devoutly.

While praying, Roland actually heard God’s response!

"Child, everyone asked me to bring the holy fruit. Would you like to see it?"
Roland was stunned for a long time before he realized that the one who responded to his prayer was the old charlatan above.

Roland thought to himself: "What do you think?"
[“Don’t be distracted, close your eyes and pray.”]
Roland closed his eyes and pretended to pray.

Suddenly, he felt a light in front of his eyes.

In the light, the shadow of a priest slowly emerged. Like the Virgin Mary bearing a child in the church murals, he held a baby in one hand and placed his other hand under his chin, making the "Mercy Seal" of the Dawn Goddess.

The priest smiled and extended his hand to Roland, who then found that he could move.

It was a strange feeling, as if I had a dream while praying.

The outer self is awake, but by closing his eyes and concentrating on prayer, he can see the divine scene.

Roland said to the priest with a strange expression, "Teacher Harland, what are you doing?"

The image of this priest is exactly that of the old charlatan, but he has angel wings behind him and a halo on his head.

After hearing Roland's words, the old charlatan's eyes flashed with surprise. He seemed to have not expected that Roland would recognize him at first sight.

He said nothing, but with a compassionate smile, he placed the baby in Roland's arms.

Roland took it in surprise.

The baby was wrapped in a blanket, but the blanket was dirty and looked like a shroud.

Confused, Roland opened the blanket and looked at the baby inside, and then his vision went dark.

It was a mummified baby.

The mummy was making prayer gestures, looking very pious, with a happy smile on his face.

Its body has been fossilized and looks a bit like a large walnut that has been polished to extract the oil.

The old charlatan said, "This is the black stuff we got from the ranch. Although its origin is not very good, it is second-rate good stuff."

Roland showed an extremely disgusted expression: "Is this the holy fruit?"

Seeing Roland's disdain for this thing, the old charlatan smiled and said, "You don't have to take the elixir made from this thing to advance. We have other good things. When the time comes, we can make an exchange."

Roland thought for a moment and said, "I need a lightning-type advancement potion, and I want to follow the path of faith and truth. I might need something from the south."

The old charlatan said, "If you're talking about things in the Eastern Territory, I'm afraid it's really hard for us to find them. We have plenty of channels in the South."

Roland nodded and said, "If you have any rare items used by the southern priests, find me some. Thunder, fire, sacred, or shadow items are all fine. However, I can't refine the elixir of immortality right away. You'll have to wait a month."

The old charlatan knew that Roland was on guard against werewolves among them, fearing that they would advance after drinking the potion.

He said cheerfully, "One month is not a big deal. Goddess Heraka will give us one month."

These old guys are quite old and feel like they will fall into the River Styx at any moment. A wizard's intuition is very sharp.

However, everyone can still wait for a month.

Roland said, "Let's find a place later and I'll give you the Path of Truth."

The old charlatan said, "No need, just give it to me directly."

Roland was stunned and asked, "What do you mean?"

The old charlatan pointed at Roland's ring and said, "Isn't it in your magic ring?"

Roland tried it with a strange look on his face, and actually took out a bunch of documents from the snake ring.

After flipping through them, Roland discovered that these documents were real and this was not the spiritual world!
Roland looked at the old charlatan in disbelief: "Domain? Divine Kingdom Domain?! Isn't this something only the gods of the south have?!"

The old charlatan smiled kindly. "Little Pastor Roland, as a devout believer and the spokesperson of the gods, you should naturally be able to exercise the domain of the gods under the gods' favor. Do you want to learn? I can exchange it with you in advance as payment for the elixir of immortality."

Suddenly, Roland's expression became very strange.

He asked, "What's the use of this trick?"

The old charlatan smiled but said nothing.

Roland frowned and looked at the old thing carefully, and immediately found some problems - the angel wings and aperture looked too fake!
Roland cursed inwardly.

He kind of gets it.

This is not a field at all, but a magic used to play tricks.

However, this old man's methods are very sophisticated, so it is impossible to see.

Roland said, "Teacher Harland, you're not planning to use a trick to trick the students into giving you the elixir of life, are you?"

The old charlatan coughed and said very seriously, "How can you say it's a trick!
This is a miracle!

This is the trick I led my team to help the White Queen develop to communicate with her followers.
If you had called it magic a dozen years ago, I might not have argued. After all, Her Majesty the Queen has been using this thing to play tricks, secretly collecting faith and deceiving believers.

But over the past decade, I have used it in Wilmik for countless years, yet no one has been able to see through it!

Since no one can tell this is magic, it must be a miracle!"

As he spoke, the old charlatan looked at Roland deeply and said, "You are the first person who recognized me after seeing me."

Roland's expression turned strange. He suddenly realized something was wrong.

When I look at him, I think he is very fake, but others don't think so.

In the eyes of normal people, the old charlatan doesn’t look like this!

It is the appearance of God!
The old charlatan said, "This magic is indeed worthless in our Eastern Territory, but you have taken the path of faith."

As he spoke, he began to brag with a smile, "I still have the secret technique of 'condensing the angelic form'. To be honest, if you don't truly believe in God, it is theoretically impossible to condense the angelic form.

But my secret technique can do it!
Although the probability is extremely low, if you gather all the materials, you may be able to alchemize yourself into an 'angelic appearance'!
If the angelic form is truly condensed, then this trick of 'pseudo-God's Kingdom Coming' is both magic and a miracle!

Haha, by then, it will not be impossible for you to fulfill my dream as your teacher and create a sect and become a god yourself.

How about it, would you like to consider it?"

Roland's expression was very interesting.

What would be the effect if I used this trick?
Roland was already moved.

Roland felt that he really needed the secret technique of condensing the angelic form!

Without true faith in God, what could one possibly condense? The old charlatan's secret technique gave wizards a 1% chance of condensing an angelic form, which was pretty good!

However, what he wanted was not to condense the angelic appearance! But how to get rid of his angelic appearance!

Perhaps I can learn from the old charlatan's ideas on secret techniques and then work backwards.

He had already made up his mind to get this magic.

But he pretended to be troubled for a while and said, "This 'pseudo-God's Kingdom' magic is indeed very interesting. Even if it is something used specifically to pretend to be mysterious, it still has certain research value.

But it's more than just an elixir of life!

Give me your magic to condense the angel form. Otherwise, there is no way."

The old charlatan smiled and said, "Roland, I won't bargain with you anymore. To be honest, I originally put these two things together and exchanged them with you for the elixir of immortality.

But what I want are two bottles: one of the Elixir of Life and one of the Elixir of Life.

One bottle is for me, and the other is for me as a stepping stone." Roland was surprised: "A stepping stone?"

The old charlatan's eyes flashed with fanaticism. He looked at Roland intently and said, "Don't you think this place is a little twisted and morbid?!"

Roland's pupils suddenly shrank.

The old charlatan said seriously, "The church today is too corrupt and degenerate! I want to join the College of Cardinals and change the church!"

Roland took out a bottle of Serius Elixir without saying a word.

He threw the Path of Truth and the potion to the old man.

Roland said, "May your dream come true."

The old charlatan opened the bottle of elixir, smelled it, and then became so excited that he almost had an epileptic seizure.

He waved his hand, and a scroll appeared in Roland's hand. Then, Roland's consciousness returned to the chapel.

Suddenly, Roland found that he had a 'silver apple' and a scroll in his hand.

This silver apple is only the size of a palm and looks crisp and delicious.

But Roland knew that this was the 'dead baby' from earlier.

Florence beside him was still praying. Roland put the holy fruit and the scroll into the snake ring, and then continued to pray in a pretentious manner.

The puppet Roland was performing in the chapel, and the 'real Roland' in the snake ring slowly opened his eyes.

Just now, when he was talking to the old charlatan, he needed to concentrate on praying, so he focused most of his attention on the puppet.

The silver apple and scroll that the puppet had just thrown in were placed on the desk in front of Roland.

He opened the scroll and flipped through it, confirming that it was indeed what the old charlatan had promised him, and then put it aside.

"I'll study this when I have time. It's almost noon, and I have to take care of the Path of Faith first."

Roland came to the side hall next to the main chapel on the first floor of the church. Here, there were a lot of scarecrows.

Puppets have no independent consciousness. It is no problem to control them by yourself, but it is a bit difficult to make them think independently.

So he planned to free the little Roland and let them help with the work.

These straw puppets are made of high-quality marine materials and contain magic stones. They are level 1-3 puppets. They are much stronger than the puppets made with only "mystical straw" and can use magic.

Roland picked out the best straw puppets and freed the little Rolands.

When releasing little Roland, Roland was very impatient and took out the Mirror of Truth to watch the whole process of releasing little Roland.

As Roland expected, little Roland ran out from Roland's angelic face and wings!

"I understand."

Roland pursed his lips, put down the mirror, and said, "In Straw Town, after I advanced for the first time and overcame the butterfly tribulation, I slowly began to have the appearance of an angel!

The divine bird was my angelic appearance at that time. An angelic appearance that only revealed the tip of the iceberg.

No wonder my sacred bird looks so shabby!"

This is because the clone blocked the butterfly disaster. If the clone was not used to block it,
Shaking his head, Roland directed everyone to get to work.

It seems that because of Roland's soul, which was very satisfied in the cosplay with the senior yesterday, the little Rolands are very saintly and very ascetic.

As soon as they came out, they became busy.

Some people were preparing to study how to make fake scriptures, while others were using the seven-pointed magic array to study the path of faith.

Among them, some straw puppets with the highest magic power carved a magic circle, preparing to cast a spell together to practice the "Thunder Halberd".

These little Rolands with the highest magic power can still release thunder halberds in joint casting. But even with the magic circle, the quality of the magic power is still not enough, so the power is very weak.

But as long as the magic can be constructed, the model of the divine halberd in Roland's spiritual world will be slowly strengthened - in Roland's words, that is to increase proficiency.

Little Roland and Roland may seem like different people, but they are actually the same person. They share the same soul and the same spiritual world.

So as long as they mastered the moves, Roland would be mastered too.

However, this job is a bit costly.

Straw Rolands and his companions don't have their own magic power, they use magic stones. The magic circle also uses magic stones.

This is only a first-level magic. To successfully cast it once, one medium-grade magic stone will be consumed!
Roland felt a pang of pain. Burning magic stones was a small matter; the key was that he only had a few left.

Currently, the Philosopher's Stone is being used by the Old Black Abyss. Before the "unified theory" is developed, many experiments will require the Philosopher's Stone.

Roland did not intend to use the magic array to deduce this theory. He planned to let the "hero" and "werewolf" work together to come up with this theory. Therefore, he could not get the Philosopher's Stone back for the time being and had to think of another way.

After discussing with the little Rolands, Roland led everyone to use the seven-pointed magic array to simplify the "Thunder Halberd" and created an "Arc Light".

It's about as powerful as chain lightning but it's a cantrip.

Although it consumes a lot of energy, the few medium-grade magic stones in my hand are enough.

After a busy period, it was already noon.

Roland looked at the time and found that he would be meeting Williams soon.

He shifted his attention and realized that the straw puppet would be finished in a short while.

So he started walking around the church.

To be honest, Roland had collected this church for nearly thirty years, but he had never visited it carefully.

After walking for a while, Roland discovered that there was also a study in the church, so he went in to take a look.

After flipping through the books here, Roland muttered: "Oh, so when I usually summon magic books, the books are always sent from here."

The snake ring is more advanced than the dimensional bag.

When using the dimensional bag, Roland had to use his divine sense to scan it and look for it.

But the snake ring is different. It solves a problem that bothers wizards very much - memory.

As long as Roland conveyed a thought to the snake ring and told it what he wanted, the thing would come out.

This ring seemed like a living thing. Sometimes Roland felt it was like a Border Collie.

Therefore, when Roland summoned something from the snake ring, he was thinking about what he wanted, and then that thing appeared.

Therefore, he took things out of the snake ring every day, but never specifically remembered where these things were placed.

The various things in the snake ring were all sorted by Theresa and the others on a regular basis, so it was the first time Roland knew that he had a study room specifically for magic books!

Pretty good.

After walking around, Roland discovered that the things he had kept in the Storm's study seemed to be stored in this study as well.

Including the puppets that Leona particularly likes to play with.

Roland couldn't help but look very surprised.

He remembered that the study had been turned into a Rubik's Cube by him. With Theresa and the others' magic level, they were not capable of solving the Rubik's Cube.

Maybe Diana did it?

At this moment, Roland suddenly discovered that there was something wrong with the four-armed blue witch doll on the table.

He frowned, bent over, and looked at it for a while.

The little witch's eyes dodged.

"Katherine? You placed a clone in my study?"

Roland said with a strange expression, "You secretly placed it there last night while I was sleeping? So, you can descend upon this doll at any time?"

Roland said, "You feel that remote viewing sometimes doesn't allow you to see clearly, so you put this doll there so that you can observe and learn from me while I'm doing my experiments?"

The little witch doll's gaze was still swaying from side to side.

Looking at the little doll, Roland suddenly felt something was wrong.

He frowned, picked it up and looked at it, shook the little doll left and right, and found that its eyes were like this. The doll did not avoid Roland's gaze at all!
Its eyes are movable!

Shake it and its eyes will move.

Roland was speechless for a long time.

He just suspected that the doll was his senior, so he deliberately tricked her. But after a long time, he found himself confronting the air.

However, this little doll looks quite cute. No wonder Roland treats her as a senior.

This witch doll is very beautiful.

At this moment, Roland's eyes suddenly moved slightly, and he shifted his attention to the straw puppet.

The puppet had just finished listening to the old charlatan's lecture with Florence, and was now talking to the old charlatan in front of Florence.

The two of them talked about theology.

After the conversation, Roland controlled the puppet to take Florence out of the chapel.

Florence asked in a low voice with a strange look on her face, "You don't doubt Father Harland, do you? He can't be a dark wizard."

Puppet Roland nodded and said, "Indeed. The score of this suspect has been lowered quite a bit in my mind."

Of course, this is just my intuition. Whether this guy is really a wolf in sheep's clothing remains to be seen. After all, there is more than one wolf here."

Florence said with a strange expression, "Do you suspect that Father Harland may have been bewitched by that dark wizard?"

Roland nodded and said, "Perhaps he has changed his mind."

Florence couldn't help but rolled her eyes and said, "Mr. Lawrence, I can guarantee with my hair that Father Harland is definitely a good man!"

Roland looked at Florence's headscarf and guessed that she might be secretly growing her hair, which must be very long.

Nuns usually do not have bald heads, they just need to cover their hair so that it is not exposed. However, in order to cover it better, they usually cut their hair short.

She was of Malrod descent, and perhaps had beautiful black hair.

Florence asked, "So, Mr. Lawrence, are we going to contact everyone you suspect one by one today?"

Roland nodded.

Florence whispered, "Who shall we go to next?"

Roland took out his silver pocket watch, checked the time, and said, "How do I get to Dean Williams' office?"

Florence: “.”

Florence took the lead.

On the way, Roland asked, "Do you think Johnson, Williams, and Harland are not bad people?"

Florence said, "Laurence, do you know the 'Angel of Akagi' and the 'Our Lady of Akagi'?"

Roland hummed, thinking that he would need to brush up on his knowledge of mythology in the near future.

Florence said, "I won't be wrong. They can't be bad people. They all have sincere hearts."

Roland said nothing, and he no longer discussed the subject with Florence.

Soon, Florence brought Roland to Williams' office.

Florence knocked gently on the door, but received no response. Then she opened the door and led Roland inside.

The office wasn't too big, just a little bigger than Isabella's office in the Department of Mystery.

Williams was sitting behind his desk hiding something.

When he saw Florence coming in with Roland, he smiled and said, "Why did you come in without knocking?"

Florence frowned and walked to Williams' desk. Then she opened the drawer and took out a brown "small roller".

Sister Florence complained, "Superior, why are you smoking a cigar again? You are not in good health and cannot smoke anymore."

Williams said somewhat embarrassedly: "I'm only 78 years old and I'm still strong."

The two were chatting over there, and Roland looked at the "cigar" with a strange look on his face - that was not a cigar at all.

That's the magic wand.

Williams seemed to have used a mysterious spell that distorted the perception of everyone who saw the wand, making them think it was something else.

Florence and Williams complained and left with the wand, but after he left the vicinity of his desk, the wand transformed into a real cigar.

It seemed that Williams had quietly performed a king-rook castling move.

At Roland's level, even if the elder used magic in front of him, Roland would not be able to sense it.

But he saw what happened when the wand changed - which was equivalent to seeing Williams use the king's rook to castle.

Roland thought to himself, "Williams can use magic. He has magical powers. Or rather, does he have magical powers now?"
This is really a coincidence.

My senior and I originally planned to confirm whether Williams was awake at noon.

There is no need to confirm now. The person sitting behind the desk is the elder of the Black Abyss, not the archbishop.

The Archbishop cannot use magic.'
Florence could guess that the dean had been waiting for Roland in his office today. Since he had invited Roland to his office, he must have wanted to talk to him in private.

So after she took the cigar, she made a cup of tea for the two of them and left.

Roland got straight to the point: "Sir, a few days ago, when I led my men to the dark wizard prison area, I met another you. Afterwards, led by Collard, I visited Her Highness Catherine, who was under house arrest by Wilmik.

We talked for an hour. She told me that if I saw the real you, I should ask you to come see her in the holding area.

Williams was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect Roland to talk about these things right away.

He pondered for a moment and said, "Roland, I can't enter the confinement area. I'm only awake for half an hour every day. I can adjust the time, but once I step into certain areas, I will lose my memory."

Roland's expression became serious as he asked, "How could this happen?"

Williams sighed and said, "It's another me, another real me. He is an outsider, but he is not a wizard. Even if we merged into one, it would not be like this.

Although Archbishop Williams is also a demigod, he's no match for the star, Wizard Williams. But as I was slowly devouring him and preparing to take the next step, a small problem arose.

After a pause, Williams continued, "It's Collard. I trusted this good student of mine too much. Well, maybe he is not my student at all."

Williams smiled and said, "But don't worry, everything is under my control. What do you want to exchange for the alchemy notes for the deep sea potion?"

Suddenly, Roland heard a sound coming from his arms.

——"You old bastard who keeps talking nonsense!"

Roland was slightly stunned. He turned his attention to the study in the Heraca Church and found that the little witch doll in his arms was talking to him.

Roland: "."

It’s indeed my senior!
You were just pretending your eyes were working!
Senior Doll said, “Do you think this old man is telling the truth?
Roland asked back, "What do you think?"

Senior Doll said, "I want to hear what the madman has to say."

Roland was a little angry, but he suppressed his temper and said, "I am one with myself every day, and I'm not crazy enough to help the little Rolands to cause trouble."

Senior Doll sneered, "But you little Rolands are doing what you want to do, aren't you?"

Roland: "."

The doll senior said, "Put the doll on his desk."

Roland ignored the puppet in his arms. He controlled the puppet and continued to speak to Williams, "Sir, I want your codex and a set of holy armor."

Williams was slightly surprised. He said, "Wilmik once had a holy armor, but after some research, I think it's probably a replica. However, even if it's a fake holy armor, it's equivalent to a secret treasure.

Your elixir alchemy notes are indeed interesting, but they do not record any shortcuts to making the elixir.

It's not worth that much. In exchange for my notes and a set of fake holy armor."

Roland said, "I'll add a bottle of Serius's elixir of life. You saw its quality yesterday."

Williams thought for a moment and said, "You can borrow my notes for a while, but you cannot copy them or pass them on to others.

As for the 'fake' holy armor, I'll have the Holy Temple give it to you under the guise of a 'loan'. You don't have to worry about how I'll repay it. Afterwards, it will be given to you by the Holy Temple in a reasonable manner."

Roland took Williams' notes and then placed the little witch doll on Williams' desk.

Williams looked at Roland in confusion, but Roland didn't explain.

He bowed slightly and left the room very respectfully.

After Roland left, Williams picked up the little puppet in surprise.

After taking a look, a drop of cold sweat slowly flowed down Williams' forehead.

At this moment, Pinocchio suddenly stretched out his palm and raised it upwards. Then, a thumb-sized crystal bottle appeared in his palm.

The crystal bottle contained a bunch of wriggling, burning shadows, exuding the depravity of hell.

The puppet said, "You can't come to see me, right? If what you just said is true, then drink this."

The corners of Williams' mouth twitched violently.

That is the hellish nectar of the Nightmare God.

(End of this chapter)