I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Helena said, "Senior, your memory is really bad. Didn't I tell you before? The Baiqi family and the Heiyuan family are only slightly related by blood."

Helena was afraid that Roland might not be able to sort it out clearly, so she repeated her main score. After listening to it, Roland was stunned.

She and Catherine were distant relatives - Alexandra and her brother Ig were the daughter and son of the White Queen. So Catherine's 'ancestor' Ig was a half-brother of Helena's father.

The ancestor of Heiyuan, Catherine's nominal father (the incarnation of the Thousand-Eyed King), is the Thousand-Eyed King's nominal nephew and is related to Helena's father.

So, Helena said that Catherine was related to her, and strictly speaking, she could be called cousin.

But what Helena didn't know was that Catherine was the biological daughter of the Thousand-Eyed King and the White Queen, both in her past life and this life!
Catherine is from the same generation as Helena's father, and she and her father are half-siblings!
So Helena should call her aunt!

Or my period.

Roland's mind was in a mess for a while, but after thinking about it, he felt relieved.

"It's pretty much like ancient Europe here, where the nobles are all related to each other."

There was a time when wizards in the East emphasized the pure-blood theory. Although Twilight did not care about this, it was inevitable that it would combine with the White nobles.

Therefore, the nobles of this era were all related to each other.

However, Helena's blood relationship with Katherine is not that close. If her father was not weak-kneed, she would not call the King of Thousand Eyes "dad".

Roland thought to himself, "I've always heard that the White Queen has many children, and except for Catherine, none of them are the Thousand-Eyed King's. But I never thought about it that way."

I never thought that the White Queen actually had two husbands. It's really surprising that such a great man like my father-in-law not only had divorces with his wife, but every family has its own problems.

I wonder who the White Queen’s other husband is, and how dare he have the guts to compete with the Thousand-Eyed King for a woman!
And I got it!

Roland had never heard of anyone mentioning the White Queen's other husband. Catherine certainly wouldn't have mentioned it, but the unscrupulous newspapers in the community hadn't mentioned such gossip either.

So that person's identity must be very special.

Or it could be a big devil like the Thousand-Eyed King, a big killer. In the Eastern Territory, there are indeed many big devils, but is there any devil that is more difficult to deal with than the Thousand-Eyed King?
Normally, no one dares to mention the name of the Thousand-Eyed King.

Therefore, Roland suspected that the man might be from the South, and a Southerner with a very special status.

The White Queen originally came from the South. If anyone mentioned her relationship with the Southerners, it would be like saying "Your Majesty is planning a rebellion"! It would be courting death.

Bad newspapers also know who they can offend and who they cannot offend.

Roland couldn't help but think of the White Queen's respected status in the South and the attitude of the Southern Church in opening its doors to her.
Roland thought to himself, "Who's here? Someone told me back in the Malrod ruins that the White Queen was stalling for time with the Vatican."

The more Roland thought about it, the more he felt that the White Queen's other husband might be from the south.

If that is true, then his status must be very noble.

Based on the White Queen's strength and status, it is not an exaggeration to say that she is the most beautiful woman in the world and the first queen.

The only person who is worthy of her attention, even if not God, is at least a figure like the Pope of a certain generation.

Helena suddenly said, "Senior, why are you moving your eyes around? What bad things are you thinking about?"

"I didn't mean anything bad."

Roland changed the subject and said, "Didn't you say that the Vatican was going to send the Crusaders? We have to find a way to get ahead of them and take down Earl Barr!"

Helena's eyes lit up slightly, and she said, "Senior, your intuition is very sharp. We have a chance to develop Earl Barr into our hidden agent.

You know, the relationship between Earl Bar and the Holy See is very delicate."

Helena told Roland that this area had a name, called 'Gray River'.

Although it's called a riverside place, there's no big river here. Instead, there's a continuous mountain range. Grey Falcon Fortress is the only gateway between the mountains.

It was a necessary route for the Eastern Territory's southern expedition. If one did not take this route, one would have to go around in a big circle.

If it was just the complicated terrain, that would be fine, but this place was clearly a mysterious place.

If there is a group of troops guarding here, no one can get through.

After listening to this, Roland nodded and said, "Although you said that this place is very far from Wilmik, from a long-term perspective, it is very necessary to make arrangements early."

Helena said, "Yes, since we are here, we have to do something, right?"

The two of them had almost finished their conversation. Roland finally asked Helena about their current identities.

When this matter was mentioned, Helena's expression became very strange. She said, "People from the Holy See are about to arrive. People in the entire castle and even the entire city are a little nervous.

Count Barr didn't want anyone to know about the sudden arrival of a divine messenger during this sensitive period. He told me that we should keep our identities secret and pretend to be mortals.
They didn't mention who we were, and I couldn't ask them 'who I am'.
All I know is that they think I'm your angel. Senior Roland, do you know how many subordinate gods the goddess Heraclea has?

Roland rubbed his eyes, feeling a bit overwhelmed. He said, "There are too few documents about Heracha in the East, and there are no scriptures about Him in Wilmik either.

Furthermore, in the eyes of the church, he seemed to be in league with the Three Holy Mothers of Dawn, the Four Holy Sons, the Holy Mother of Honesty, and so on. If a god of the Dawn system came, he would also be treated as the main god by the Heracarian sect.

Therefore, they may not regard us as gods under Heraca.

But it's not a big problem. Don't talk for a while, I'll handle it. But, since Earl Barr has given us an identity, what is this identity?"

Helena's face suddenly turned red, and she stuttered, "Your name is 'Edward Durand Dracula'. I am 'Isabella Dracula'."

Roland was slightly stunned, then suddenly understood their relationship. He smiled and put his arm around Helena's shoulders, saying, "My dear sister, from now on I am your brother. But why do I have a middle name and you don't?"
This Durand's middle name should generally be the name of our grandfather or a very famous ancestor, right?"

Helena's face turned red like an apple, and she said nothing, but silently took Roland's arm away.

Roland's face was full of surprise. Suddenly he thought of something and his expression became a little strange.

Roland said, "A wife takes her husband's surname. I am the son of Count Barr, and you are his daughter-in-law?"

"Hmm" Helena's voice was as small as a mosquito.

Roland nodded in realization and said, "You know what? We're quite similar to that couple. We could even serve as stand-ins for them to protect them from assassins!" After a pause, Roland asked doubtfully, "How many people know that couple is deceased?"

Helena shook her head and said, "I've privately asked the people in the city, and they don't seem to know that the couple has passed away. Perhaps the common people don't know much about the lord's family affairs?"

Roland frowned and said, "That's impossible. There are so many people in the castle and so many eyes. If something happens in the lord's family, it will be spread by the gossipy servants in less than two days.

The common people usually don’t have much entertainment to do, so they like to gossip about what’s going on in the castle. The death of the young master and mistress is no small matter, so how could the people in the city not know about it?

Helena also became a little confused. She said, "However, everyone in the castle is a believer of Heraclea. Although the servants all know that the couple has passed away, they are aware of the current situation, so they are helping us hide our identities."

Roland said, "It's a bit strange. Even if they are keeping it a secret for us now, it's impossible that they would start keeping it a secret on the day the Young Master and Young Madam died, right?"

Helena thought for a moment and said, "Maybe it's because their death wasn't particularly glorious? And they just died, and we came out?"

Roland nodded and said, "That's possible. They just died when we came here. Then their death was kept as a secret."

After thinking for a moment, Roland said, "If that's the case, there's really nothing wrong with this arrangement.

The residents of the city had never seen the lord twice in their lives. If they did see him, they would just glance at him from a distance.

The couple seemed to be geeks who enjoyed tinkering with gadgets. Only the servants in the castle were familiar with them. The vassals had probably only seen them a few times.
Furthermore, summoning vassals to the castle was no small task, as most vassals stayed in their own territories and only came to the lord once every few years.

Therefore, as long as the servants and retainers who often meet with these two people do not say anything nonsense, and even help to cover up, how can the Crusaders guess?

Not to mention the Crusaders, a group of outsiders, even the people in the city, or even the vassals of Earl Bal, might not be able to recognize them.

So, with this identity, we don't need any magical disguises, just makeup will do. That way, there won't be any trace of magic, and outsiders won't be able to detect it."

While Roland was talking, Helena kept making humming and ahhing noises. Her face flushed, and she didn't make any comments.

Roland couldn't help but be very confused. He said, "We're just pretending to be a couple. We're not sleeping together. Why are you blushing like that?"

Helena didn't seem to want to talk to Rolando about this.

She subconsciously glanced in the direction of the 'bedroom' and changed the subject: "Let's go, senior. I'm almost freezing to death. The snow is blowing on me and it's freezing to the bone."

Roland also felt a little cold. He said, "This snow is quite strange. Standing in the snow is like soaking in a glacier."

The two of them walked into the tower while talking.

After entering the tower, Roland thought for a moment, then reached out and touched his holy robe. Then, his clothes changed into the clothes of 'Edward' in the portrait.

This outfit is very similar to the tuxedo of the Blood Castle - the Dracula family and the Blood wizards share the same aesthetic.

Coincidentally, Mrs. Wendisa's husband is also named Durand - the name comes from his grandfather.

Helena looked at Roland's new look, and her eyes lit up slightly. She said, "You're right, Senior. If you put on more makeup, Earl Barr might even mistake him for his son!"
By the way, Count Bar's wife is from Malrod. Could she be a relative of yours?"

Roland was speechless for a moment, then said, "You guys really are face-blind. Edward just has black hair and his eye sockets aren't that deep. But if he's wearing makeup, people who don't know him well won't be able to tell the difference."

As he spoke, Roland looked at Helena.

"Oh, I didn't notice it before. Now I see, this dress is the same style as the one worn by Isabella in the portrait."

Helena couldn't help but give a thumbs up and said, "As expected of a senior. This is Miss Isabella's dress. How is it? Not bad, right?"

Roland nodded and said, "Very elegant, very ladylike. The only flaw is that you're prettier than her. Besides, you look more like a grown-up girl in this style of clothing."

After hearing Roland's first words, Helena's face was slightly smug. But after hearing the rest, she couldn't help but grumble a few words under her breath - "You still treat me like a little girl?"

At this moment, Roland suddenly touched his chin and said, "Hey, I remember the wardrobe in the room seemed to be open. You came here twice this morning? When you got up, did you come to my place specifically to change clothes?"

Helena didn't dare to say anything. She said, "Let's go, senior. It's snowing so heavily today. Earl Barr is probably no longer in the training grounds. Let's ask someone on the way."

It was strange, considering that many places in the castle were not much warmer than outside. But after they entered the tower and went downstairs, they didn't feel so cold anymore.

This area of ​​the castle was quite crowded. As they came downstairs, they ran into a group of people.

They were walking and talking about something.

The structure of this group is a bit strange. There are knights, noble retainers, regional bishops, and even a commoner woman.

But the one walking in the front C position was that commoner woman!

The people around her were also very respectful to her. The bishop of that area even bent down when talking to her.

The civilian woman was obviously strange, but to be honest, compared to her, the Grey Falcon people around her were even stranger - all of them had some tiny scars on their eyelids.

I wonder if you have ever had any eye disease before and then received some special treatment - those tiny scars on the eyelids look like the marks where the eyelids have been sewn together with needle and thread.

Roland vaguely felt that he seemed to have seen someone with their eyelids sewn up somewhere, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

The commoner woman was obviously not one of the "insiders" in the castle.

Roland couldn't help but take a few more glances at the civilian woman.

This woman was graceful and elegant, a dignified beauty—she looked quite normal. But with Roland's keen eyesight, he could faintly sense a deep and profound divine aura lurking within her.

This aura is more secretive than Helena's, and also deeper and more terrifying.
Roland's heart tightened slightly. He glanced at the group of people around the woman, sweating profusely as they carefully waited on her, and immediately guessed something.

He thought to himself, "Holy crap! The church said publicly that their people would arrive in a few days, but secretly they've already sent spies here!"

She's probably from the Inquisition. No, the title of Inquisition Knight is probably just a nominal title. This woman is probably someone on the level of O'Reilly!

The corridor was so small that the two groups passed each other face to face. Roland couldn't even leave if he wanted to.

He could only bite the bullet and pretend to pass by.

He thought to himself: "I hope I'm just overthinking it, I hope this is one of ours. This guy doesn't look like a fool like O'Leary." (End of this chapter)