I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Chapter 346: Break them up for me! I, the King of Malrod!
Many ladies were fast asleep, their sleeping postures very indecent.

Roland sat alone in the center of the group. He held Anna and Florence's arms with both hands, turning the pages of the book with his mind, and couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

Roland thought to himself, "Actually, the problem isn't what these six people think. But I can't say."
Putting the book down, Roland thought to himself, "A holy hand has distorted the definition of my angelic image."

Roland's expression became very interesting.

To be honest, this image is much better than my foolish angel appearance. Although six people hugging each other looks very strange, at least it is not like the foolish angel appearance, which is a famous name that everyone hits!
Therefore, Roland was very fortunate.

Because some big hand that doesn't like dirt wiped his butt.

But the way I am now, even eating is difficult. It really affects my life.

Moreover, I have a lot of secrets, and if someone follows me like this, I can't do anything.

Roland sighed and thought to himself, "The side effects of transforming into an angel are too great."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to return to normal in a short period of time."
'Unless you change your wings.'

It's impossible for these six people to follow Roland like this forever. Everyone has their own things to do.

Isabella, for example, is about to use Catherine's image for hostage exchange.

We have to find someone to replace Isabella, and this person’s strength cannot be inferior to Isabella.

The stronger she is, the better. If her strength is sufficient and the capacity of SAN is strong enough, she can even replace several people by herself!

In this case, perhaps two wings would be enough.

In this case, if I have to attend the meeting of the delegation next time, my image will not be too strange.

At least it won't cause people from all over the world to complain like that. So, which unlucky guy should I drag into this embarrassment with me?

Roland couldn't help but think of a beautiful lady who usually had a cold and arrogant look on her face.

"Given your pride-conscious personality, I'm sure you won't kill me."

"I'm sorry, Senior Sister. Even if you kill me, I will still cheat you. If you don't become my wings, I won't be able to take them off!"

Roland tried to trick everyone again and again, but finally decided to trick his senior.

It's not the first time anyway.

Roland yawned and suddenly felt very sleepy. He rubbed his eyes with his arms and lay down.

"Is my cultivation speed a bit too fast? I've been exposed to a lot of mysterious things recently, and I may have even come into contact with God. I'd better not meditate casually from now on. Otherwise, I'll just eat and wait for death. I'll think about it when I'm over 400 years old and about to die."

Roland made up his mind and started to lie down and play badly.

He fell asleep while daydreaming.

In his dream, Roland saw himself lying among the flowers in a warm garden, as if on a thick and warm carpet.

The mother was combing the carpet in the house and humming a lullaby.

The lyrics roughly mean: Sha la la la.
It was like the friction sound made by countless "pure holy things" growing at a rapid speed.

[Holy Spore Angel Theology +999]

【Faith and Truth Understanding +998】

Holy Spore Angel Theology

Not long after Roland and the others fell asleep, the door was secretly opened.

A nun stealthily stuck her head out and observed.

It seems that the nuns from before did not leave.

After making sure everyone was asleep, the nun quietly left.

An hour later, there were sounds of footsteps and conversation in the corridor.

I could vaguely hear them talking as they walked.

"Williams, you said your potion has the effect of strengthening the will and restoring cognition, but how much did you put in? Jenny (a certain nun) just said, Luo... I mean, my husband Lawrence didn't seem to eat much at night."

——"Don't worry, Miss, even if you don't eat much, you still need to drink water.

Didn't you say Roland likes to drink 'Corrupted Holy Blood'? I checked his dehydration and calculated the dosage.

Even a dragon, after eating lunch today, will sleep until tomorrow morning."

——"Hey, old dog, don't brag. I feel that boy is as strong as a dragon now."

—"Well, Jenny, how much did he eat?"

——"I didn't see the patients firmly believe that they were strongly contaminated, so they didn't let us feed us and drove us out. I just took a quick look an hour ago and found that Sir Lawrence's knife and fork were clean."

——"If you guys don't feed them, how do these six idiots hugging each other eat?"

——"Shhh"

It suddenly became quiet outside the door.

Then, the door was quietly opened.

A beautiful woman who was as cold as ice quietly stuck her head in to take a look, then her eyebrows raised slightly.

It was Catherine.

Seeing that Roland and the others were soundly asleep, she pushed the door open with satisfaction. Then, Catherine and a large group of old Black Abyss came rushing into the house.

The nuns who had delivered the meals were also there.

If you count them, there are at least twenty or thirty people.

There are many strong nuns, they are old nuns from the Holy Spirit Hospital and old nurses who specialize in treating female patients.

Even though these nuns are old and are nurses and caregivers, they have a very deep understanding of epilepsy.

They can smell whether someone is contaminated or not just by moving their nose.

In addition to this group of silent people, there are also a small number of old Heiyuan, basically all of them are women.

Considering the privacy of the young ladies, Catherine had chosen a few more women. This was quite thoughtful of her.

The only men were Williams, Johnson, and the old charlatan. These three looked at people like corpses. They preferred strange, non-humanoid creatures to normal human flesh.

After the nuns came in, they took out various instruments and checked the physical conditions of Roland and others.

After the old Black Abyss witches entered the house, they used magic to clear out an open space in this "library-like ward" and then set up magic circles and various crystal arrays.

Someone even set up 'Roland's Answering Machine' here - that's the name everyone gave this 'Magic Matrix'.

Catherine and Williams made some arrangements and then came to Roland and the others.

The maids were very professional and said that Roland and the others were in good health now.

Catherine nodded in satisfaction and said, "I told you there's nothing wrong with these guys."

After a pause, she looked at the people busy setting up the magic circle and said, "Williams, didn't you say that we should separate them first and then take in their Mind-stealing Spirits?"

Williams said, "That's right, they can't have any more contact. But old Johnson thinks it would be better if we first settle the Heartstealer here and then take the five ladies away."

Johnson snorted and said, "To be on the safe side, it's best to place the Heart-stealing Holy Spirit under our watch. Otherwise, if another Collard shows up, we'll be in trouble."

Catherine nodded. She looked at the little cousins ​​around Roland with some displeasure and said, "Let's separate them first."

It turned out that the senior sister came here late at night just to separate Roland and his wings!
She has been patient for a whole day!

The maids hurriedly lifted the blankets covering everyone and pulled Roland and others up.

Seeing that everyone's bathing clothes were neatly arranged, Catherine secretly felt relieved - you are sensible!
At this moment, she let out a soft "hmm" and found that these guys were sleeping in a crooked position, which was completely different from the neat "formation" they were in during the day.

Some people's hands were clearly separated from the others. They were sleeping on their sides.

Katherine looked at Williams and said, "You guessed it right again, teacher. If these people stop thinking of themselves as wings, they will separate. That's why they sleep apart."

So, all we have to do next is extract the Heart-stealing Holy Spirit?

Williams stroked his beard and said, "Don't be too happy too soon. The Heart-stealing Holy Spirit's logic lock is only a secondary factor. The main factor lies in cognitive and spiritual problems.

Therefore, it is useless to just extract the Heart-stealing Holy Spirit.

We need to correct their cognition and provide them with psychological counseling.

If someone is seriously ill, you might have to act out a bit."

Catherine said in slight surprise, "I'm here to act? Do you need me to play someone? Oh, I understand."

Both the master and the apprentice were extremely intelligent, and they knew each other well, so when they spoke, they would skip over a lot of content, just like writing the answers directly to a question.

Williams stopped there because if she were to act, it might involve some of the young lady's private issues.

As they were talking, Diana and Brianna had already been wrapped in straitjackets by the maids and carried to the magic circle.

At this time, there were only four people left on the thick carpet under their feet.

Anna, Laura, Florence, and Isabella.

Anna hugged Roland's back tightly, unwilling to let go.

Roland smiled and hugged Florence - the position of his hands was not very elegant.

Miss Florence turned her back to Roland, her arms folded across her chest, her face full of reluctance and tears in the corners of her eyes.

As for Isabella, she seemed to want to change positions in the middle of the night and have some intimacy with her husband, but after crawling to Roland's side, she fell asleep.

Her face was full of grievance.

Looking at the four people, Catherine's eyes were filled with fire. She walked forward and personally stretched out her hands to separate the four people.

Soon, Isabella was also taken away, but when the maids tried to pry Anna's arms off, they couldn't get them off.

This guy is so strong!
Roland was not strangled to death by her.

At this time, Anna smacked her lips a few times, scratched her face with her hands, and then wanted to hug Roland again.

A hand grabbed her arm fiercely.

This hand seemed to be incredibly strong, and was actually no weaker than Anna's.

Anna tried hard several times but couldn't break free.

During the struggle, Anna's eyelids moved, and she seemed to be waking up.

Johnson snorted at the sight, and Williams coughed awkwardly—his medication was clearly insufficient.

He thought to himself, "What did this girl eat to grow up? She's really getting stronger and stronger."

On this side, Anna's eyelids moved, and she opened her eyes sleepily. She looked over here and found that her sister was looking at her with fiery eyes.

At this moment, Anna immediately became alert. She actually sat up suddenly: "Sister? Why are you here?"

Catherine said in a deep voice: "Stand over there!"

"Oh"

Anna rubbed her slightly aching little arm, pouted, and followed the nuns to the other end of the magic circle.

Williams, who was standing by, was speechless again when he saw this scene.

Sure enough, Anna has the simplest thinking among everyone.

Ancient elves are the species closest to gods, and their SAN is already very high.

Furthermore, her ability to perceive the mysterious is infinitely close to zero. So when she sees something indescribable, she can only scratch her head, and her cognition is hardly affected.

Even when Roland muttered strange things, trying to force-feed her those indescribable truths, she listened with one ear and let them out with the other. She didn't understand at all.

So the impact on her was the least.

It was just one night and the wing fell off.

Catherine looked at Roland with burning eyes. She was about to separate the two guys, but Johnson suddenly reached out and stopped Catherine.

Johnson said, "Miss, Peter (Williams)'s potion is completely unreliable. It's better not to touch him for now, lest he wake up. By then, these guys will hug each other again."

Williams coughed and went to work on the magic circle.

Catherine stood up angrily and called the maids to carry the two men to the magic circle.

Obviously, if the Heart-stealing Spirit was taken away, there would be no need to remove the beautiful wings that Roland was holding.

After finishing their work, the maids stood near the magic circle and observed curiously. They watched the "female bishops" operate on the magic circle and kept exclaiming in amazement.

Although we know that these archbishops are high-ranking members of the Order of the Holy Chant, we also know that this magic circle was learned from the "Eastern Territory Dark Wizard Prisoners" in the Dark Wizard Prison Area.

But the complexity of this magic circle and the ease with which the masters handled it still made the maids feel a little strange.

At this time, Catherine smiled and said to them, "Thank you all for your help. I'm sorry for your hard work tonight. Go and get some rest quickly. When you go downstairs, don't forget everything you saw and heard tonight."

——Forbidden technique. Bewitching MAX.

The maids looked at each other with strange expressions.

Forget about tonight? How?
The nuns looked at Williams. Williams nodded, signaling that they could leave. Then the nuns bowed and took their leave.

A witch went to see them off, lest they should be unable to leave the seventh floor.

After these people left, only Catherine and six or seven old Heiyuans were left in the house.

Catherine took out a strange sandbox.

Upon closer inspection, this sand table turned out to be a secret treasure.

Judging from its age, it should be a secret treasure from the Alexandra era.

The old Heiyuans have nothing in their hands now, so they obviously don’t want to take advantage of such treasures.

Catherine said to Williams and others: "I'm having trouble using this thing now. Teachers, please help me."

Williams took the sand table and said with a sigh, "I didn't expect you could find this thing. Where did you hide it before?"

Catherine said, "My tomb."

Williams was speechless.

Shaking his head, he let the sandbox float in the air, and then began to fiddle with it with a smile.

The others gathered around with interest.

There is a model on the sand table, which is a district of the city of Wilmick.

The city is portrayed vividly, and every building in it looks like the real thing.

There were even people on the streets!
If you counted them, there were over 10,000 people inside. However, their appearances were a bit blurry, and it was hard to tell who was who.

These more than ten thousand people are exactly the ten thousand figures of the Heart-Seizing Holy Spirit.

The original number was 20,000, but some were released today.

If everyone did not enter the seventh floor, the number of people would be much smaller every once in a while.

At this moment, Isabella, who was floating in the magic circle, suddenly disappeared, and then reappeared in the same place.

Looking at the shadowy group gradually forming in the sandbox, Catherine rubbed her forehead and sighed, "Teacher Williams, is this the cause of Roland's logic lock?"

Williams stroked his beard seriously and said, "The logic locks of the Heart-stealing Holy Spirit came from Roland's thoughts. To put it bluntly, Roland drove them all crazy.

So, this is indeed Roland's fault.

Judging from the situation of the Heart-Seizing Holy Spirit, my previous assessment of Roland's condition was incorrect. His illness may not be so easy to cure."

Catherine's face couldn't help but become very ugly.

Not only was Williams proficient in mental, neurological, and cognitive issues when he was in the East, he was also responsible for treating the mental problems of the Black Abyss wizards.

After arriving at the Holy Spirit Hospital, he received further training.

The most important thing is that the self in the parallel world he ate was actually the director of the Holy Spirit Hospital.

Therefore, when it comes to treating epilepsy and cognitive diseases, Williams can be said to be one of the most professional experts in the entire East and the entire South.

He said it was difficult to cure, which was basically a death sentence.

Williams said, "Don't worry. Holy Spirit Hospital isn't the only hospital in the South that specializes in correcting cognitive problems. Well, I'm not saying I can't treat it here, miss. I'm saying I'll talk to experts from around the world."

Catherine breathed a sigh of relief. She thought Williams had transferred Roland to another hospital.

Williams smiled and continued, "Besides, aren't you planning to go to Malrod? Malrod was once a holy city of the Old Church, and the royal family must have a collection of ancient scriptures. If we can get our hands on some of those documents, there will definitely be a breakthrough in treatment."

Catherine suddenly said, "Ancient times were the most severe period for epilepsy. Do you mean that we can find a solution to Roland's cognitive problems in these documents?
However, I have heard from Isabella that Malrod was once a holy city of the Old Church.

But as far as she knew, the royal family probably didn’t have any such documents in its collection.”

Williams was stunned for a moment, then shook his head. "It seems I'm confused. In our world, those documents might have been hidden by someone. Isabella and many others are unaware of this."

Catherine thought of someone - her own father.

It was probably hidden by my father.

Many, many years ago, my father began to place clones in Malrod.

Saladin and Gawain. These are just clones from the past two hundred years.

Catherine said, "I'll ask my father about this."

Williams stroked his beard and showed some hesitation.

He considered his tone and said, "Miss, the documents may not be in his hands. At least not all of them."

Catherine asked in surprise, "Then where is the old scripture?"

Williams said, "According to my memories from another world, Malrod's Heavenly Bible was originally hidden in an ancient relic. It wasn't until Malrod's queen married a prince from the Alaye family that the old scripture and its numerous treasures in the relic reappeared."

Catherine's eyes lit up and she said, "You mean, there are a lot of wealth and treasures in the ancient ruins of Malrod?"

Williams nodded deeply and said, "That is a sleeping palace left by a god related to the Malrodians.

Before the death of that god, the Maltese and the Old Church inherited it together.

There are buried many gods, ancient Maltese, and the treasures of the Old Church.

The last door requires a special person to be qualified to open it."

The word "wealth" made Catherine's eyes burn with fire. "Are you saying that the people of Alaye are qualified? Then we can just take Roland and go treasure hunting!"

Williams said: "That's the problem - Lawrence doesn't have the qualifications."

Catherine was slightly stunned.

Malrod is currently under the control of the Church. Entering the ruins without their knowledge is impossible. Therefore, one must use a Southern identity.

Therefore, Roland cannot go using Lawrence's identity.

This is where it gets complicated.

Williams continued, "In the parallel world, the church knows about the ruins. It must be the same in our world.

The reason why the church drove away the Gawain family was to prevent them from participating.

In addition, the Church is qualified even without Alayeh.

Because Protestantism has church legitimacy.

So, Alayeh is qualified, and so is Protestantism.

But we can't let Roland enter as Alayeh. So, we can only find a way to follow the church. And then... hehe."

Catherine nodded deeply. She understood what the old fox Williams meant.

The church believed that they were the only ones who had the 'key' to the final door.

But actually, Roland has it too!
Therefore, as long as we can enter the last tomb chamber before them, the task will be completed.

Catherine said, "I will ask for this spot as Isabella."

After a pause, Catherine asked, "Why is it that Alaye is qualified to enter the Malrod ruins, and the church is also qualified. But only the royal family of Malrod is not qualified to enter the Malrod ruins?

Even though Malrod no longer has royal power, it is still Isabella's fiefdom and the land of the "Gawain family" for generations.

What's more, the Gawain family inherited the ruins—yet they are not qualified to enter, while the Alaye family is qualified to enter?"

Johnson, standing by, chuckled. "Heh, Miss, that's the problem—the Gawain family has never lived in the God's bedroom, nor has it inherited it, so they are not qualified to enter the ruins."

Williams interrupted and said, “In fact, even the land of Malrod does not belong to the Gawain family.

They were never the kings of Malrod. Not ever.

The Gawain family is just managing this land for others."

Catherine was slightly taken aback and asked, "Then who is the king of Malrod?"

The two old men looked at Roland.

Catherine: "?"

(End of this chapter)