I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Seeing that Roland was about to leave on his own, the servant finally reminded him, "Master, after you soak in the hot springs, you can go to the chapel next door for baptism.

When you were 'sick' (fell into the River Styx), we moved you there to be healed.

You can soak in the hot springs and then be baptized in the chapel to wash away the smell of the Styx.

Isabella has been taking you there every day these days, and the results are quite good."

Roland suddenly realized, "The church Helena saw when she woke up is the chapel in this building!"

It seems that baptism and hot spring bathing can both expel the aura of the Styx!

Well, my return from the River Styx was also related to the hot spring bath.

These days, thanks to Helena, my schoolmate, I come to the hot springs every day.

Roland thought Helena had just sent him here and asked the servants to give him a hot spring bath - but he didn't know that it was Helena who was giving him a bath!
Helena now plays Isabella.

Although Helena thought that everyone was cooperating with her in the play, she knew that the Crusaders were coming and that there might be people in the castle who were not "actors (cultists)."

Therefore, in order to help the 'outsiders (non-cultists)' in the castle discover her identity, Helena has been playing the role of Isabella seriously.

Helena knew that in order to play the role well, she and Roland had to act out how Isabella should care for her husband Edward.

Edward and his wife were very loving. The husband was seriously ill and needed to take a hot spring bath. How could his wife, who loved him so much, just send him here and leave?
She must take care of him in the hot springs. Even if she asked servants to help, she would let them help, not just leave her husband there and let the servants take care of him for her.

So, these days, Helena really takes care of her senior as if she were taking care of her husband.

I don't know whether Helena was willing to participate in the incident or was just acting reluctantly when she was taking care of Roland.

But when she took care of Roland these days, she did more than just give him a bath.
After getting rid of the servants, Roland left the hall and planned to go to the hot spring.

The castle was full of twists and turns, and Roland didn't dare to use his mental power to explore everywhere. After walking for a while, he was about to get lost.

He found an empty corner in the corridor and took out the "Wish Needle". After taking a look at it, he had an idea in his mind.

There aren't many places in a castle suitable for indoor hot springs. Thanks to Little Roland, Roland has a deep understanding of architecture.

Therefore, he could roughly guess several locations suitable for building indoor hot springs.

Now that the wishing needle gave the direction, Roland could basically guess where the hot spring was.

He confidently put away the wishing needle and strode towards the location he had guessed. He soon arrived at a secluded corridor.

This corridor leads to one place - at the end is a heavy wooden door of the sleepless tree.

Roland walked along the corridor and headed straight for the door.

On one side of the corridor is a large window facing the fifth courtyard of the circular castle. The heavy snow is falling outside the window, and the corridor is also showing signs of freezing.

It was probably around three or four in the afternoon, and because of the heavy snow, it got dark very quickly, so the corridor was a little dim.

There was a middle-aged man who looked neither like a monk nor a wizard, lighting a lamp in the corridor.

When Roland passed by the monk, the monk looked at him in astonishment, then seemed to recognize Roland and bowed slightly to him in a neither humble nor arrogant manner.

Roland nodded slightly as a response, then passed by the monk.

He thought to himself, "This doesn't look like a hot spring area, and judging by the architectural layout, it's not suitable for an indoor hot spring. However, this should be the chapel near the hot spring."

Roland looked at the large wooden door that was getting closer and closer, and thought to himself: "Through the church behind the door, we should be at the hot spring area. However, the Grey Falcon people are so devout to the goddess Heraclea, how come the chapel in the castle is so elusive?"

Look at this wooden door, it’s very broken!

Besides, this location isn't very suitable for a chapel, is it?

Confused, Roland had already arrived at the door and was looking at it. Suddenly, he noticed a large wooden sign next to the door.

There was a line of words written on it: Magic Research Laboratory No. 0127 of the Church of Light and Shadow.

Roland was stunned and thought he had taken the wrong road. But when he took out the "wishing needle", he found that he had not taken the wrong road, but the place the needle pointed to was right here.

At this time, the monk behind him also came over. He said with a smile, "Edward, dear Junior. The Vatican has a visitor today, so the rabbi changed the sign according to Count Bar's request."

After all, this is originally a laboratory, not a proper magic academy. Spreading the flame of the God of Magic is just a side job. You came at the perfect time. In two minutes, everyone would have left.

Come quickly, the rabbi and classmates haven't seen you for many years."

As he spoke, the middle-aged monk patted Roland on the shoulder and walked towards the gate.

Junior Rowland hadn't heard that word in years.

It means "young", "descendant", etc. Usually, the wizards of the tower call their descendants this way.

But this word did not originate from wizards, but from the "academic city" in the city-state era - this "monk" was a scholar or a university scholar.

This isn't a chapel, but the Hraca River Library. Next door isn't a spa, but a gallery.

While I was distracted, the door had already been opened by the scholar. Suddenly, a chaotic sound came from inside the door.

Olivia came here on purpose half an hour to an hour ago. Who knows if she left?
So Roland turned around and wanted to leave, but he heard a loud voice from the person behind him.

"Quiet, quiet, everyone, don't leave in a hurry. Our dear Bachelor Junior Edward is also here to attend the graduation ceremony. Victor! Call the honorable rabbi back!"

——"The rabbi has gone to see Ms. Olivia off, Victor! Walk faster and try to call Ms. Olivia back! He has made a great contribution to the progress of this project. Ms. Olivia will definitely be happy to attend his graduation ceremony in person."

"Hey, no! Don't call them!"

Roland shouted as he stepped through the gate, rushed into the crowd of enthusiastic maesters, grabbed the young man who was about to leave, and nearly tore off his graduation gown.

Many scholars were puzzled and asked Roland the reason.

Roland explained with a cold sweat running down his face, "I just came back from my father's place. We had a big disagreement about the Vatican envoy and had a huge argument.

If he knew that I met Ms. Olivia after I left the house, he would think too much! "

The political sensitivity of these university scholars was almost zero. So many people didn't understand what Roland meant - why can't you go see Olivia just because you quarreled with your father?
Fortunately, a few old scholars understood Roland's intention and quickly stopped everyone, asking them to wait quietly for the rabbi to return. The rabbi's belongings were still there, and he would definitely return after delivering them.

Roland breathed a sigh of relief, but then his heart tensed up again.

As a classmate and teacher, as an important member of a project, how could you not recognize Edward?
With so many people here, there must be someone who knows Edward!

Seeing that the older maesters seemed intent on keeping everyone here, Roland immediately said to an older maester beside him, "Master, I'm just here to take a look. Let everyone else go about their business. Don't hold a graduation ceremony just for me."

The old scholar smiled and said to Roland, "Edward, it's a relief that you recognized your mentor after all these years."

——The mentor obviously didn't recognize Edward either.

Roland secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

He didn't expect that Edward's mentor couldn't recognize Edward. At the same time, he just said the wrong thing.

Roland had no idea that this person was Edward's mentor; he was just used to using the word 'mentor'.

In the wizard world, low-level wizards would use the word "mentor" to refer to high-level wizards. But this is probably not the case in the academy.
The word "mentor" is similar to "Master" in this world - it can be used for mentors, lords, masters, and guru.

On the wizard side, low-level wizards call high-level wizards "mentor" - or in other words, they call them "lord".

But here in the Citadel, students only call one person "mentor"! All other elders are called "Senior"!

So Roland said the wrong thing just now, but he called the right person - and he deserved it, because this old scholar was closest to Roland and had the most intimate attitude towards him.

This mentor also holds a very high status here. He is the rabbi's chief disciple and the rabbi's nephew.

Therefore, Edward is the direct disciple of the rabbi and one of the leaders of the new generation.

The mentor communicated with several old scholars, then patted Roland's arm and motioned for him to follow him.

Roland hurriedly followed with his head down.

He thought to himself: 'Damn it, Helena took my magic mirror away, otherwise I would have put Edward's name on it!'

As the saying goes, "What you fear will come true." Many people on the road greeted Roland, and they all seemed to be very familiar with Edward.

Roland pretended to lower his head and scratch his face, covering it with his hands and making noises, not daring to look around.

But he was too tall, and there were people all around him, so how could his face not be seen?

Roland knew this problem. He strongly suspected that someone in the crowd had recognized him, but he could only pretend.

He prayed silently, "Oh, Lady Diana, Lady Diana. Please bless me and let me get through this today. As long as I can get through this today, I will definitely find a way to cure your mental illness in the future!"

Soon, Roland followed his instructor upstairs, and his classmates didn't catch up. Only then did he dare to secretly look at the hall downstairs.

This experimental area is no smaller than the library in Wilmick. It has a circular structure with three floors. Standing upstairs, you can look down and see the first floor.

There are several corridors leading to other areas on the second and third floors, and overall it looks like there are quite a few rooms and laboratories.

As an experimental area, although it is not too large, it has everything it needs. However, as an academy, it is very small.

The first floor where the bachelors held their graduation ceremony was actually a space vacated by the library. After Roland went to the second floor, the people downstairs began to rearrange the library.

What shocked Roland was that this group of people were using magic. Real magic!

However, the way these people used magic was strange - very similar to when O'Reilly cast a spell, as they channeled the magic, some magic circles would flicker around them.

To be precise, they threw magic powder and other spellcasting materials into the air, and then used their mental power to construct a magic circle to 'summon elements'.

When the Holy Temple was being built, Roland had seen the Chant Order perform spells in this way. However, they didn't use magic powder. Instead, they prayed to the gods through faith, using the gods' power to drive the elements to obey their commands.

But these maesters didn't wield divine powers, nor did they possess a single trace of magic. They used tools.

In this laboratory, a new spellcasting system seemed to be being developed. Roland had a vague feeling that this magic system was extraordinary, but before he could think about it, he was distracted by the words of his instructor beside him.

The instructor, leading the way, said, "Edward, you haven't participated much in the experiment, and you haven't even met anyone much, yet everyone is so enthusiastic. Don't you think your classmates are a little too hypocritical and overly attentive?"

Roland lowered his head hastily and said, "No."

The instructor stopped in front and turned to look at Roland seriously. He said, "Edward, you have no idea how precious those books and letters you mailed earlier are. They broke down the wall between the north and the south!"

The mentor sighed as he looked down and said, "The North has already left us behind in terms of magic for several generations, and we are far from being able to catch up. But now, we have followed the path they once took and found a new path!"
The entire world will usher in an unprecedented magical transformation!"

It sounds like Edward has acquired some remarkable Eastern magic books.

Roland was puzzled. He thought to himself, "Could it be that Edward has been to Wilmik? Or perhaps he is a member of the Order of the Chant and brought the 'Shepherdess' Path of the Black Blood' to the Order of Heracles?"

Roland was puzzled.

Soon, the instructor took Roland to an office on the second floor. He carefully picked up a few books on the table and handed them to Roland.

The instructor said, "These treasured books have been copied. You can take them back. If you ever meet the lady named Alexandra, please pay us our respects to her. Her thinking is truly advanced!"

Alexandra? A forward-thinking person?

Edward met a senior?!
Roland took the books with a puzzled look on his face. After opening them, his expression suddenly became extremely exciting.

These books were indeed written by my senior. But she wrote them over three hundred years ago, or even over four hundred years ago—she was born over five hundred years ago and fell into hell over two hundred years ago. These books were probably written between three and five hundred years ago.

It is an engraved version.

The ideas in the book are not new, because the content is a summary of the magic in ancient times that has long been abandoned by wizards.

So, Edward's teachers have been studying the same things that their senior students studied hundreds of years ago. These are outdated things.

However, although these things are very old-fashioned, the book contains many of Catherine's questions, discussions and thoughts on magic - can Muggles with seven elements qualifications use magic?
Today, a group of southern Muggles gave the real answer.

Anyone can use magic, even if they don't have magical powers.

, (End of this chapter)