I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Roland smiled proudly at the compliment from his schoolmate. He then threw back the quilt, got out of bed, and walked to the French window in the room.

Seeing Roland looking in the mirror in his muyi, Helena blushed slightly.

She was the one who changed Roland's clothes. There were maids in the castle, but Helena was worried that when they changed Roland's clothes, they would see something they shouldn't see in his things.

Besides, it was all too common for servants to steal.

Helena looks thick-skinned and easy to deceive, but she is actually very thoughtful. Roland's sister Aurelie is really stupid, but Helena is just pretending to be stupid.

She claimed she had never left the academy, a flower in a greenhouse. But she was a legitimate Abyss wizard who had walked out of the Abyss. The white chess robe she usually wore was just a robe.

After being distracted for a while, Helena stretched out her hand and cast a spell, and then the room gradually became brighter.

Elsewhere, Roland felt the room getting brighter, but he didn't say much. He looked up at the gentle and sacred light around him, then continued looking in the mirror.

After looking in the mirror, Roland was speechless. The person in the mirror was Roland himself.

There is not only a floor-length mirror in the room, but also a dressing mirror and even a small mirror on the bedside table.

When I woke up, I didn't look for a mirror, but tried to guess my identity through the portrait. What a fool I am.

Also, to see if it’s your own body, just look at the moles and scars on your body!
The most important thing is that although the whole room is not pitch dark, it is still very dark.

The candles were all extinguished, and only the fireplace provided some light. How could an ordinary person see the entire room clearly in such a dim light, or even make out the painting on the distant wall?
He was obviously himself, a Black Abyss Wizard.

But I ignored all these things.

Roland felt powerless at the time and concluded that he had changed bodies. Now, after sensing it again, he discovered some problems.

He is indeed as weak as a mortal now, but it seems to be due to some kind of curse.

This curse not only bound Roland, but also continuously absorbed the strength of his body.

Roland thought to himself, "This feeling of power disappearing is like having my body sucked dry by a giant spider."

Roland didn't think there was anything wrong with his description. He opened his eyes and looked at his body carefully.

"I always feel that it's inconvenient to move around, as if I'm just an ordinary person now."

After a pause, Roland added in his mind: "Or maybe it's been entangled by something."

Roland recalled the knowledge in Heraca's Bible of Death, and then his eyes gradually fell to the ground.

He 'saw' that something was wrong with his own shadow.

There were so many spider silks wrapped around the shadow that when the body moved, the shadow couldn't move!

'I seem to be able to 'see' more things.'

Recovering from his daze, Roland reached out and tugged at the spider silk on the shadow. As soon as he touched the silk, he felt the little holy demonic power and strength of his stance that had just been restored being absorbed. This was followed by a bone-chilling chill.

Roland held on for a moment and then let go.

'My strength has not recovered, so I can't pull out all the spider silk. But if I don't pull out the spider silk, my strength will not be restored.

Roland looked at the sacred light around him and thought, "I feel like the spider silk is in a state of panic. They seem to be afraid of this light, or rather, afraid of this power."

After thinking for a moment, Roland said to Helena, "Remove the magic first."

Helena said weakly, "I haven't learned how to use magic to dispel magic."

Roland rubbed his eyes and thought to himself, "Helena's power must have come from me. The nine of us are one body, nine faces, so after we separated, the power was shared by everyone."

That's why she seemed like a god to me when I first woke up.

It's no wonder that Earl Baal regarded both of us as messengers sent by God. The Church probably hasn't received the news yet, so maybe someone will think that the divine realm has been opened!

'Well, since Earl Bal regarded both of us as divine messengers, it means that I also had divine power when I first came here!
It seems my guess was right, it was these spider silks that sucked away all my strength!

Thinking of this, Roland looked at Helena again.

He thought to himself, "My situation is easy to solve. Although all my divine power was sucked away in vain, there is still more divine power in the Red Sincerity Emblem!"

As long as I remove the spider silk from my body, recovering my strength will be as easy as recharging it. Therefore, the problem I am facing now is not serious.

On the contrary, Helena's current situation seemed a little strange. She had no magic power at all and could only use divine power.

If she doesn't deal with it sooner rather than later, not only will these powers be wasted, but she will also have to take the path of faith in the future.'

Roland had an idea on how to solve Helena's problem, but the prerequisite was that he had to solve his own problem first, otherwise he would be unable to do anything.

And if he wants to solve his own problem, he must first let Helena turn off the "light".

Retracting his thoughts, Roland used 'All I Am' to sense Helena. He then drew a circle in the air with his finger.

Immediately afterwards, Helena felt that a little of her divine power was drained away, and then the room became dim.

Helena was shocked. She said, "Senior, are we still hugging each other now?"

Roland said, "I don't know if it's considered a complete embrace. However, your power all comes from me, so I can find a way to borrow it for use."

Roland walked to the fireplace as he spoke. He waved to the dazed Helena and said, "I think there are some spider silks on my body. Come over here and help me pull them out."

Helena ran over immediately and saw Senior Roland squatting in front of the fireplace, observing the carpet. So Helena also squatted there and observed Roland's carpet.

After looking at it for a while, Helena said, "Senior Roland, where is the spider silk?"

Roland pointed to a small pattern on the carpet.

Helena reached out her hand to touch the pattern on the carpet in surprise, and then she heard Roland shout, "Right, right, right! Pinch it hard, pull it up, right! How clever!"

Helena, with a dazed look on her face, picked up a handful of carpet fluff under Roland's command.

Helena looked at the hair on her fingers and asked with a strange expression, "Senior, isn't this wool from the carpet? Why do you say it's spider silk?"

Roland said, "Oh, what are you doing with the wool? Come on, pull it. Pull it hard, pull it out of me!"

Helena looked at the wool in her hand, then at Roland, and said, "Huh?"

Roland rolled his eyes speechlessly and said, "What are you standing there for? Haven't you ever pulled a ball of string before? Pull hard!"

As he spoke, Roland stood up and turned around a few times.

Seeing Helena still standing there in a daze, Roland angrily made a reeling motion with his hands and said, "Pull! Roll up all the spider silk!"

After saying this, Roland began to spin around the room. Seeing Roland's strange behavior, Helena's face turned pale with fear. She was silent for two seconds, then imitated Roland's movements and began to spin her hands.

"Well done! Keep going!"

Roland spun around while praising his junior sister, but Helena's look at him became more and more strange.

In Helena's eyes, she was shaking her hands and pulling the air - she didn't feel the cold feeling.

But in Roland's eyes, Helena already had a large ball of spider silk in her hand.

Soon, Roland saw the last few spider silk strands on his body being pulled away, and he suddenly felt relaxed all over.

Clenching his fists, Roland felt his physical strength rapidly recovering, and the power of the holy demon also slowly recovered.

Roland couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He thought to himself, "Luckily, I discovered the problem early. Otherwise, once my strength was completely drained, the spider silk would probably start draining my vitality. By then, I would have been drained dry."

Thinking of this, Roland touched his face again and said to himself: 'Helena said that I have matured. Just now when I looked in the mirror, I felt that I didn't look like I was twenty years old. I felt that I was twenty-five or twenty-six years old.

This spider silk is not draining away vitality, but lifespan. It has already begun draining away my lifespan.

It seems that Lady Helaka really wants to throw me into the River Styx!
This psychopath! What's the matter with him?

At this moment, Roland noticed Helena still waving her hands. He couldn't help but wave his hand and said, "Don't do it, it's done."

Helena blinked and said innocently, "Do you want to throw the spider silk into the fire?"

Roland's eyes lit up slightly, and he said, "Good idea! I can't seal them up now. If I throw them around, they'll stick to my shadows. Let's throw them into the fireplace first. Our shadows won't be reflected in the fireplace."

Roland hurried over and instructed Helena to throw all the spider silk in her hand into the fireplace.

Roland squatted by the fireplace and observed the spider silk inside. Then he said to Helena, "Interesting. The fire hasn't changed at all, and neither has the spider silk. It's as if the spider silk doesn't exist at all."

Helena responded to Roland's words with an awkward but polite smile.

Roland didn't notice Helena's expression. He just told her about his dream of falling into the River Styx.

Throughout the whole process, Helena said nothing and kept smiling politely.

No wonder Helena didn't believe it.

Roland said that spider silk would drain a person's strength, and even if you couldn't see it, touching it would be icy cold. But Helena was full of strength, so he let her do it.

But Helena didn't feel the biting cold at all.

Roland had previously said that the spider silk was entangled in his shadow, but when Helena was "shaking her hand flower", Roland said that the spider silk was being pulled out of his flesh!

Roland's words were inconsistent, and it looked like he was going crazy!
So, Helena was right—the spider silk didn’t exist at all!
But Roland was not wrong—spider silk does exist!
Roland had yet to encounter the true "mystery" nor had he gained a deep understanding of Heracles, the true mad god.

If you don't realize it, then what exists will no longer exist. If you realize it, then cause and effect will change.

Fortunately, Helena didn't want to dwell on this matter with Roland, so the two of them didn't discuss it in depth. Otherwise, it would have been a disaster.

Roland finally said, "The goddess Heraka's divine nature is very complex. Perhaps part of her divine nature also controls the ability to weave dreams. Anyway, this thing has entangled me. These spider silks must be what I brought back from my dream."

Seeing that Helena remained silent, Roland finally noticed the subtlety in her smile.

Roland couldn't help but feel a little angry. He thought to himself: "This girl clearly doesn't believe me. She thinks I'm crazy! I'm so angry!"

Roland couldn't help but think of the time when he asked her to borrow money and she refused, and then he scolded her. This girl loves to play dumb! She deserves to be scolded! If you don't scold her, she won't listen to you seriously!
Roland suppressed his anger and said, "I explained so much to you, but you don't believe a word I said?"

Helena blinked and said with a smile: "How could that be? Helena trusts senior the most."

Roland chuckled and slowly rolled up his sleeves, the anger in his eyes growing more intense.

Seeing Roland's expression, Helena's face froze slightly, and she could no longer smile. She hurriedly said, "Senior, is there a possibility? I mean, have you ever considered this possibility?"

Roland frowned and asked, "What's possible?"

Helena looked at Roland and said, "It's all your imagination! What are you doing?!"

Before she could finish her words, Helena received a hard slap on her butt.

"Come on, you little girl. Let's go meet the Earl of Bhaer."

Roland clapped his hands, stood up, and patted himself. His holy garments flew out from a bag at Helena's waist and were draped over Roland.

After putting the clothes over Mu Yi and fastening the buttons, Roland reached out and took his dimensional belt from Helena's waist.

Seeing Helena still rubbing her buttocks with a red face and staring at him, Roland glared at her and said, "Why are you standing there? Lead the way!"

Helena muttered a few words under her breath and obediently led the way.

As a defensive castle, the interior of Grey Falcon Fortress was not luxurious. The corridors, spiral staircases, and other passages even seemed a bit narrow.

However, although the passage is narrow, the entire castle can accommodate a lot of people.

Helena told Roland that there had been a lot of trouble recently caused by a cult and rebels, which gave Count Barr a headache.

The Holy See has recently sent a large number of Templar Knights to provide support, and they will arrive soon, but Count Bal seems to have even more headaches.

In short, Earl Bar and his knights are now preparing for war.

This was the castle's lord's residence, so there weren't many knights to be seen. By this time, Earl Barr should have just finished his prayers and was either in the parade grounds or in the war room, discussing matters.

After listening to what Helena said, Roland touched the snake ring in his hand and began to think.

He just checked and the Holy Hall was not inside the Snake Ring.

Although the Holy Hall couldn't be found now, the senior was inside. As long as she woke up, she could help Roland get the Holy Hall back.

Roland's biggest concern now is Earl Bal, a Heracarian believer.

Roland always felt that he had forgotten something very important.

There must be a reason why I teleported here to meet Earl Baal. I must meet and talk with Earl Baal, gather some information about this place, or see if he needs any help.

Although Helaka often goes crazy, his followers are definitely his own people!

Since I came here in person instead of asking O'Leary, who might cause trouble, I must have come to help them!

Didn't you hear what Helena said? This place is full of cultists! (End of this chapter)