I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha

(PS: 10,000 words)

Soon, the group arrived at the third area.

It seemed that the knights of the Holy Hall were responsible for guarding this place.

The guards all possessed strength above the First Order. The one on duty today was a Holy Knight in the early stages of the Second Order.

Strictly speaking, the people here were not official members of the Holy Hall. They were people who had left the Holy Hall and joined the 'Saint Vermick Protectorate Knight Order'.

These people should have continued to play a role in the Holy Hall, cultivating in seclusion. They would only leave the Holy Hall to fight against evil when the Holy See issued an order.

However, the events in Vermick City were quite serious, and there was a shortage of manpower. Moreover, the local 'Saint Vermick Protectorate Knight Order' was not very good. Many people were honorary knights who had joined by donating money, such as manor lords, nobles, and merchants.

This group of wealthy and powerful people were indeed capable of protecting the church, but when it came to matters involving black wizards, they had to step aside.

Therefore, the Saint Vermick Protectorate Knight Order recruited some outstanding Holy Hall knights.

This group of Holy Hall knights could be considered to have left the Holy Hall and entered the secular world. Therefore, they were no longer bound by the rules of the Holy Hall and became the 'church army' under the control of local church leaders such as archbishops.

To put it bluntly, it was the Vermick Holy Army.

If it were in the Eastern Territory, the positions in the army would be very vague, similar to ancient Rome.

However, in the Southern Territory's army, the ranks were already very detailed.

There were only about a hundred people responsible for this area, but the leader was a major. The two captains, both the main and the deputy, were not even considered members of the Holy Army. They could only be regarded as security guards for the Holy Spirit Hospital and the monastery.

In the past, Vermick's Holy Army was of very uneven quality because of the Holy Hall, but now it had both money and people.

They were also extremely firm in their faith. Anyone with a military rank was an elite from the Holy Hall.

The major was in the office, along with several of his adjutants. The adjutants were all quite strong, all knights in the late stages of the First Order.

This small team was no worse than the Bloodless Knight Order of Bloodless Fortress—don't underestimate the fact that there were only a hundred people. If the two sides were to fight, these Holy Knights would definitely pin the Bloodless Knights to the ground and rub them.

Not to mention the Bloodless Knight Order, if this group of people were to kill their way into Bloodless Fortress, they could kill all the way to Count Durand's room and purify this evil vampire count into ashes.

After arriving at the entrance of the duty office, Roland removed his gloves and handed his identification to the captain, who took the documents and went to communicate with the major like a servant.

Jeanne wanted to bring people in with her, but the knight at the door directly stopped them.

They pointed to the ground—there was a line in front of Jeanne's toes. Crossing that line would enter the core area of the intensive care unit.

The previous captain was delivering documents, so he was allowed into the office to discuss matters. Otherwise, even if the captain was an insider, he would not be allowed in.

The knight at the door did not speak, but pointed to the line on the ground, meaning to wait outside.

Jeanne raised her eyebrows, about to explode, but Roland pulled her over.

Roland whispered, "If I don't let you go up in a while, don't do anything."

Jeanne hummed and stood at the door, chatting with Roland and the others.

As the captain said, the people responsible for this place were the most loyal believers. They were not loyal to anyone, only to their faith, to the gods and the church.

The major was very rigorous. He strictly followed the procedures and carefully checked the documents and credentials sent by the captain, one by one.

After reading them, he said that these documents were not valid.

Upon hearing this, the captain secretly grinned. It seemed that he would not be able to enter today.

He said, "That's right, Archbishop Williams has already approved it. The documents are with Archdeacon Florence."

The major glanced at him and said, "Lieutenant James, you know that although this place is called the Intensive Care Treatment Area of the Holy Spirit Hospital, the patients being treated are all sent here by the Holy See.

The archbishop's warrant allows you to visit prisoners in your two areas, but not here.

Without the approval documents from the Holy See's Tribunal, no one can enter. Otherwise, we cannot afford to take responsibility if something goes wrong."

At this moment, Roland led Jeanne and the other knights in and asked, "Why are you dawdling for so long? I still want to go whoring tonight. Hurry up and escort the person back to the Department of Mysteries and get off work."

The people in the office were stunned when they heard that they were going to take the person away.

An adjutant happened to be standing not far from Roland. He frowned and walked over to block Roland at the door: "You have not obtained permission, you are not allowed to break into the office area."

Before he could finish speaking, Roland slapped him aside.

It was obviously just a casual slap, but the strength was surprisingly great. The adjutant stumbled and directly overturned the major's desk, his face swollen like an inflated ball.

The adjutants in the room immediately became angry, drew their longswords, and rushed up.

As a result, with a few clangs, Roland's few unremarkable sword strikes sent everyone in the room tumbling.

Silently cursing a few times, Roland glanced at Jeanne outside the door—how could she be a lackey? She even made him take the moves himself?!

Jeanne was stunned and returned a look to Roland—you didn't say anything!

Roland was so angry that smoke was coming out of his head—what's the use of calling you here?!

At this moment, Roland heard a 'clang' of a sword being drawn from the major's side not far away.

"I have long heard of the great name of 'Sword of Judgment, Lawrence'. I, 'Stefan Andre', would like to ask you for a match."

Roland took a closer look and saw the major draw his longsword, stand in a T-step, his knees slightly bent, his hands holding the hilt of the sword, and the iron glove of the other hand holding the blade of the sword, the tip of the sword slowly pointing at himself—it was the starting stance of 'Valerian Sword, Flash Sword'.

Roland's eyes went black. This was a serious Second Order knight! His strength was much stronger than the Bloodless Duchess back then.

Given the nature of Southerners, this knight was at least twice as strong as the elite Second Order knights of the Eastern Territory!

Moreover, he was using the proper 'Great Vermick Swordsmanship'. It was really hard to say whether his 'Small Vermick (Valerian)' swordsmanship was stronger than theirs.

It was precisely because he had considered this that Roland had called Anna over, but this idiot... now the other party had named him to challenge him one-on-one. How could he let her go up?

When the group of lackeys rushed up just now, this guy didn't fulfill his responsibility as a bodyguard!

Roland gave Jeanne at the door a nasty look—what's the use of me calling you here?!

Jeanne rolled her eyes and returned a look, but before Roland could see it clearly, he felt a flash in front of his eyes.

Clang clang, in just two or three moves, Roland took the opportunity to block Major Andre's sword and kicked him in the waist.

With a crack, Major Andre's sword flew to the side, and he fell to the ground in a mess.

He looked at Roland as if he had seen a ghost, his face full of disbelief—that Lawrence had just defeated him with two or three unremarkable moves that didn't even count as sword skills!

His movements were also extremely strange. His upper body was like a swimming snake, and his steps were like butterflies. Those two shakes easily dodged his Flash Sword, forcing him to change his moves to defend and counterattack.

Andre did defend, but when he counterattacked, that guy didn't follow the routine—he clearly drew his sword later, but stabbed at his neck first.

Andre had to change his moves again to defend, but that 'Lawrence' blocked his longsword and stepped forward to kick Andre in the waist.

Instantly, Andre felt like a steam train had crashed into him head-on, and he was kicked into a daze.

Fortunately, Andre's physical strength was strong enough. If it were an ordinary person, he would have been kicked into two pieces.

Thoughts only flashed for a moment. Major Andre's face flushed red, and he picked up his sword to find a place again.

But that 'Lawrence' sheathed his sword.

"Hmph, what kind of stuff, still tuning my sword?"

Roland sheathed his sword with a 'clang', his face full of disdain.

This guy's palms were all sweaty before the fight, but he started acting tough after winning.

To be honest, Roland was a little weak now. Andre was too careless just now, so Roland solved him in two or three moves.

Although if he continued to fight, Roland still had the confidence to win seven out of ten times, it definitely wouldn't look like the level of 'Sword Saint, Lawrence'.

To put it bluntly, his current realm was still far from 'True Lawrence'. If he continued to fight, he would have to expose himself.

Roland said to the outside, "Arrest these heretics who defy the Holy See's decree."

Jeanne and the others were still stunned at the door like silly geese. They only came back to their senses after hearing Roland shout a few times and walked in.

When entering the door, Jeanne looked at Roland strangely several times—is this guy Roland after all?! Could it be Lawrence?!

My good-for-nothing brother-in-law Roland, has such swordsmanship?!

If I weren't familiar with his routine, I'm afraid I would have suffered a loss at his hands.

Thinking wildly in her heart, Jeanne's movements in her hands did not stop. She took out the shackles of original sin upon entering the room and pinned down the major and the group of adjutants.

Those few adjutants were half-unconscious after being hit by Roland, and were still confused. They were directly shackled.

And that major was also very cooperative. He knew that he was definitely not a match for Lawrence and Jeanne, so he directly stretched out his hand and surrendered.

However, after being shackled, he sneered: "Lawrence, you really have great courage. I'll see how you clean up today."

Roland sneered: "Clean up? I never intended to clean up! The people you are holding now are the people we are responsible for guarding. It's useless for anyone to come today. Even if Williams comes, I will take the people away!"

At this moment, a sound suddenly came from the doorway.

“Hey, what's all the noise about? Who are you taking away?”

Roland looked closely, and a group of people appeared at the door.

Leading them was an old man and a middle-aged man. The old man was wearing a hospital gown and a sleeping cap—it was Archbishop Williams.

The middle-aged man beside Williams was none other than Executive Bishop Coleridge. He and several Crusader Knights were supporting Williams, as if they were taking him out, but Williams seemed unwilling.

Coleridge whispered to Williams, “They're from the Department of Mysteries. It sounds like they want to take someone away from here.”

Williams said, “Then let them take them. The patients in the intensive care unit have all been cured long ago. They're just taking up space here.”

Coleridge coughed, reminding him, “Your Excellency, there are only two people locked up here. They probably want to take Catherine.”

Williams suddenly perked up. He said, “Oh, no, her illness hasn't been cured yet. Hurry up and deal with it. I still need to continue interrogating Williams.”

Coleridge sighed. He waved his hand, telling the people to quickly send the Archbishop back to his office and treat him well.

The doctors left with Williams in a flurry.

Seeing Williams leave, Roland secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He thought to himself, ‘I thought it was a Holy Spirit. Scared me.’

Other Holy Spirits were fine, but ‘Holy Spirit Williams’ was just a pure lunatic. It would be very troublesome to encounter him.

Some Crusader Knights were still holding swords at the door. Coleridge signaled them to put away their swords, and then led people in.

Coleridge said, “Prosecutor Lawrence, Knight-Captain Jeanne. Good evening, both of you.

I just heard your conversation. Some of the black wizards here should indeed be sent to the Tribunal's prison, but the patients here have somewhat complex situations. The specific arrangements still need to be discussed by Her Excellency Isabella and Lord Williams.”

Roland raised his head and glanced at the old guy, saying, “Teacher Coleridge, didn't you understand what I said? We have our people locked up here, and I have to take them away.”

Hearing Roland call him teacher, Coleridge was slightly stunned.

At this moment, the captain in the corner of the room coughed.

Coleridge's gaze shifted over, noticing the captain and vice-captains behind the crowd, his expression subtly changing.

He seemed to ponder for half a second, then said to the Crusader Knights beside him, “You guys take Major Andre and the adjutants to be treated first—Mr. Lawrence, please come with me.”

After speaking, Coleridge went out the door.

Roland cursed inwardly. He had made such a big commotion today to alarm Williams, but he didn't expect Coleridge to be here as well.

But this was also good.

Jeanne asked from the side, “Are we letting people go or not?”

Roland looked at the menacing Crusader Knights and said unhappily, “Do you think we are?”

Jeanne rolled her eyes: “I know, why else would I ask you?”

Roland glared at her, turned around, and went out the door.

After going out, this guy came back and said, “Quickly release the people and follow me, idiots. You few idiots, don't follow, stay here! Jeanne, come alone.”

Jeanne angrily told people to open Major Andre's shackles and followed Roland, fuming.

In the distance of the corridor, Roland was walking and talking with Coleridge. However, there seemed to be an invisible force around them. With Jeanne's perception, she couldn't hear their conversation.

When Jeanne led people to catch up and came to Roland's side, she finally heard their conversation clearly.

Coleridge said, “...So that's how it is, Roland. You should have told me about your actions in advance so I could be prepared. You know, Wilmik is not completely in our hands. There are many people in the hospital, and the knights of the Holy See only listen to the orders of the Vatican.

Once someone is exposed, the news will spread to the Holy See. It will be very troublesome.

I can't suddenly release people today. Moreover, given the current situation, even if the young lady is taken away, there is no way to send her out of the city.”

Roland frowned, “Coleridge, you know the young lady's position in everyone's hearts. As long as she is locked up here, we will be cautious in everything we do. Everyone now suspects that there may be an ‘outsider’ causing trouble among us.

Although I don't quite believe it, because even if that person is an outsider, he is a black abyss wizard.

But the teachers have a saying that is right—in another timeline, there may not be Catherine. The black abyss wizards there may not be loyal.

Teacher Coleridge, you know the value of the Mind-Snatching Holy Spirit. It is inevitable that someone will have ulterior motives and want to take this crooked path to become a god.

The teachers believe that this matter cannot be gambled on. Because keeping Catherine here is like having our lifeline in the hands of outsiders.”

Therefore, although I, like you, also feel that releasing people now is too early, since the teachers have asked me to come, I have to give an explanation.

You know, I am just a small newcomer and dare not displease the teachers. Don't make things difficult for me.”

Roland was completely talking nonsense.

Now, it's not that he's afraid of displeasing the Black Abyss teachers, but that they are afraid of displeasing him, this little ancestor.

He doesn't need to answer to anyone. What he wants to save is not that ‘suspected Catherine’, but Brianna.

He was lying.

He suspected that Coleridge was one of the ‘extra person’.

Or rather, Roland suspected that everyone who was ‘not in a hurry to save Catherine’ might be the extra person.

After listening to Roland's words, Teacher Coleridge sighed, “You are right, there are indeed people among us who want to become gods like this.

But that is a Mad God! A Mad God!

Knowing that becoming a god in this way will ignite the fire of the Mad God, some people just can't resist such temptation.

Roland, you know, some of your teachers are about to die.

As wizards who have studied God for a lifetime, they want to answer the puzzles that have plagued them for a long time.

Even if they die after becoming a god.

Some people also want to try.”

This Coleridge! He's really not ordinary!

To be honest, Roland was really shaken by Coleridge's words.

Coleridge's words do make sense.

Roland is now a little unable to distinguish who is the enemy and who is the friend.

Judging from the fact that the old Black Abyss people arbitrarily researched the ‘Polluted Plane Explorer (Wishing Machine)’, they can really do such things as ‘using themselves as experimental subjects for the Mad God’!

Roland originally suspected that the people ‘not in a hurry to save Catherine’ were werewolves, but now the people ‘eager to save Catherine’ are also suspicious!

Roland sighed secretly: ‘These old things, whether they are old Black Abyss people from other planes or old Black Abyss people from this plane, are very difficult to deal with.’

He can't play with such a group of old foxes by himself.

Roland felt that he had to find a monkey to help.

He thought to himself: “This matter is a bit complicated. My strength alone is not enough. I have to discuss it with Senior Sister.

The guy who is locked up, don't be the real Catherine.

Otherwise, with her intelligence, she can't help!”

The two turned a corner in the corridor and walked towards the end.

Coleridge said, “Roland, you said you wanted an explanation—you will take Brianna back later, and that will be an explanation.

As for the matter of the eldest lady, to be frank with you, I absolutely cannot release her now.

The current situation is very unclear. Given the young lady's current situation, she has no ability to protect herself. Staying in the ward is the safest option.

I will go back and discuss the matter of the eldest lady with everyone. We have to be patient.”

Roland nodded. As long as Brianna could be released, his goal would be achieved.

Regardless of who the Catherine locked inside is, judging from her intelligence, even if she is the real Catherine, it is better to keep her locked inside.

At this moment, the two had reached the end of the corridor.

There was a room at the end of the corridor. Coleridge stopped here, looked at it, and shook his head, “When I picked up Williams just now, I felt that the restriction on this door had been secretly opened.

Brianna didn't tell me when she acted, but I guessed it was her.

Fortunately, I passed by here first, otherwise, if the knights saw it first, they would definitely check it.

I didn't have time to meet Brianna at that time, so I reactivated the restriction.

I originally planned to find an opportunity to release that idiot later.

Now that you are here, it is just right to take her away.”

Saying that, Coleridge waved his hand, and Roland saw that all the holy patterns of the angel pattern on the door disappeared.

Coleridge said, “You go, I won't accompany you in.”

Saying that, Coleridge looked at Roland.

Obviously, if Roland went in, as long as someone activated the restriction outside, the people inside would not be able to get out.

But Roland trusted Coleridge very much and directly opened the door and took Jeanne in.

After Roland went in, he heard Coleridge's voice behind him.

“I will come back to repair the restriction in an hour. Don't delay too long.”

Roland nodded and looked at the room.

The room was very large and divided into an outer room and an inner room. The conditions were not bad.

However, this room was a bit strange. Its ceiling, walls, ground... all corners were covered with thick blankets.

The blankets were woven with scenes of heaven, faintly revealing a certain power of suppression.

Once the restrictions on these blankets are activated, even gods will be trapped inside.

With a bang, the door closed.

Roland glanced back at the door, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the door's restriction hadn't been activated.

His palms were completely sweaty.

Jeanne, who was beside him, saw Roland's sneaky appearance and couldn't help but ask with a strange expression, "Brother-in-law, what kind of mischief are you up to again? Are you going crazy again?"

Roland glared at her unhappily, "Go to the inner room and look for your sister."

"Just as I thought, he's going crazy."

Jeanne rolled her eyes and went to the inner room.

Not long after, an astonished shout came from the inner room—

—"Sister, why are you here?!"

—"Jeanne, why have you been locked in too? Wuwuwu. Teacher Brianna, what should we do?"

Hearing the voices from the inner room, Roland's heart suddenly skipped a beat—damn it!

First of all, Roland was one hundred percent sure that Jeanne, that idiot, was Anna.

Secondly, there was no way Anna could recognize the wrong person!

So, could the person inside really be Catherine?

At this moment, Roland heard another voice from inside.

—"Eh, wait a minute, who are you? You're not my sister!"

—"What are you talking about, Jeanne? You've seen me like this before, I'm Isabella!"

Roland breathed a sigh of relief. He thought to himself, 'Luckily I brought Anna here. It really saves a lot of trouble. Otherwise, if that guy put on an act and refused to admit it, I really wouldn't be able to tell the difference!'

It wasn't that Isabella's acting was so good—her acting was terrible.

But his senior's acting was too good!

So, when Isabella was acting, Roland would think that his senior was deliberately hiding her identity.

Roland patted the clothes on his body and entered the inner room.

Inside the room, 'Catherine' was hugging a black cat and talking to Anna.

'Catherine' looked confused, Anna looked confused, and the black cat also looked confused.

Roland looked at the black cat and knew that it was Brianna.

He sighed, 'Three idiots have gathered together! Isabella has already revealed her cards in front of Anna, and this guy still hasn't figured it out!'

Roland felt that the Grand-Aunt of Ying Tao was not as shrewd as Ying Tao.

If Ying Tao were here, she would definitely recognize Catherine.

Brianna had spent more time with Ying Tao and Catherine, but she hadn't recognized Catherine.

They both had big chests, but the capacity of their brains was different. It seemed that whether a wizard was shrewd or not really had nothing to do with their strength.

Roland thought to himself, 'Alas, it doesn't matter if Brianna can tell people apart, but I can't let the werewolf recognize Isabella as Catherine!'

I have to find a way to improve Isabella's acting skills, otherwise things will be troublesome later.

This matter is really a headache.

After all, his Isabella, like Anna, seemed to be a fool.

Clearly they were sisters, but Catherine was like the King of Thousand Eyes, with a thousand faces. She never left any loopholes in her work, and could always cooperate perfectly with Roland.

Roland strongly suspected that the shrewdness of the King of Thousand Eyes' family had all gone to his senior. As a result, the sisters-in-law he had met were all fools.

He came to Isabella's side with a worried expression, reached out and grabbed the black cat, and began to play with it.

The little black cat seemed very unhappy, but at this time it could only let Roland knead it.

Those who had met Roland before were all Mind Devouring Holy Spirits.

Brianna and Isabella here did not know Roland.

So at this time, seeing Roland wearing the clothes of an inspector, they were both a little confused, not knowing which side he was on.

Compared to Brianna, Isabella looked at Roland with some doubts.

Roland knew that this was because of 'Lorenz'.

Because the King of Thousand Eyes used the 'Orb of the God of Deception', many people who knew Lorenz would feel inexplicably familiar when they saw Roland, and would mistakenly think that this person was related to Lorenz.

Roland scratched the little cat's belly, then looked at Isabella and said, "Your daughter has been found."

Isabella suddenly raised her head, looked Roland up and down, and suddenly seemed to recognize the person in front of her. With a 'wah' sound, she pounced into Roland's arms.

"You murderer! You murderer... Wuwuwu... Why have you been reincarnated into this appearance? Wuwuwu... You've finally come to find me... Lorenz... Wuwuwu..."

This time, the little cat was completely stunned.

The little cat looked at the 'Catherine' in front of it and then looked at Roland, suddenly realizing that this Catherine might not be Catherine.

Roland asked in Lorenz's tone, "What exactly is going on? How did you get locked up here?"

Isabella suddenly remembered something. She raised her head and said, "It's the King of Thousand Eyes! My father, Saladin, is the King of Thousand Eyes!

He turned me into this appearance. There must be a fake me outside!"

Roland thought to himself, 'Saladin is indeed my father-in-law... That old geezer, in order to perfectly disguise his senior, turned another daughter into Catherine and left her here.'

Roland stroked Isabella's hair and comforted her, wanting to ask her some questions after her emotions stabilized.

Isabella sobbed in Roland's arms, "Lorenz, wuwuwu... I wronged you. You were right about my father, my father is a black wizard... Wuwuwu...

I later discovered that he was not just a black wizard... He is the King of Thousand Eyes!"

Compared to her current situation, Isabella was even more saddened by the fact that her father was a black wizard.

She continued, "But we shouldn't have overthrown his rule.

Lorenz, we were all deceived. There are bad people in the church.

I destroyed Marlode.

I was wrong... But I just wanted my people to embrace faith again."

Roland was confused. He didn't understand what Isabella was talking about.

He guessed that it might be related to Isabella and her husband overthrowing Saladin's rule and giving Marlode to the church.

Jeanne suddenly said, "My dear sister, Father has locked you up for too little time. It seems that you haven't reflected at all during this time."

Isabella raised her head in astonishment and asked, "Jeanne, what are you talking about?"

Jeanne smiled coldly and said, "Idiot."

Looking at the extremely familiar cold smile on 'Jeanne's' face, Isabella's expression suddenly stiffened.

She seemed to suddenly think of someone, her eyes showing a look of horror, and her whole body trembling uncontrollably.

She squeezed out a smile and said, "Sister, have you come to see me?"

The little black cat was now completely stunned. It stretched out its little claws and scratched its head, not understanding why Isabella sometimes called Jeanne her sister, and sometimes called her sister.

But Roland knew that this 'sister' was not referring to 'Jeanne', but to 'Catherine'.

It seemed that Roland's previous speculation was correct—Isabella's experience was not that rich. She was only in her thirties, probably a dozen years younger than Lorenz.

She was born as the heir to Marlode. In her twenties, with the help of the church, she emptied 'Saladin'. Then, some people in the church suddenly intervened and forced Isabella to abdicate. Then, they secretly turned Marlode into a large farm.

Let's not mention this for now.

After hearing 'Jeanne' say that cold 'Idiot', Roland's expression, like Isabella's, suddenly stiffened.

Roland thought to himself, 'This guy... When did she come? Was Jeanne's previous appearance deliberately faked by his senior?'

Having a versatile girlfriend is good, but sometimes it's scary enough.

He quietly let go of Isabella in his arms, and also put down the little cat in his arms.

After being released, the little cat jumped into Isabella's arms and looked at 'Jeanne' with a strange expression.

His senior was now inside Jeanne's body. She glanced at the little black cat and ignored it.

Then, his senior's gaze fell on Roland, and she sighed and said, "You don't have to be soft-hearted towards her. She is completely to blame.

People will abandon some bottom lines for power.

But she was so foolish as to hand over Marlode to the church.

Now, the entire Marlode has become the farm of the Shepherd God.

Hehe, Isabella, look at you, after you've done all this, what have you gained?

The church didn't accept you because of this!

Instead, they transferred you to this ghostly place. Counting today, I've encountered three assassination attempts on the way here.

They put you here, not to marginalize you, but to clean up you, this black glove!

Saint Vilmic is already in chaos. The chief inquisitor came to deal with things and suddenly died violently. It's too reasonable.

Do you think that Father sent you in here to harm you?

He's too soft-hearted.

He still wants to spare your life.

However, you do have some value, and putting you here is a waste of resources."

Hearing this, Roland understood.

There was a very trusted person by Isabella's side, and this person was from the church.

He provided Isabella with evidence that Saladin was a black wizard, and helped Isabella overthrow Saladin's rule.

Then, some people in the church suddenly intervened and forced Isabella to abdicate. Then, they secretly turned Marlode into a large farm.

Those people in the church were able to intervene at such a suitable time, which must mean that Isabella had their spies by her side. This spy was the person Isabella trusted the most.

And this person was Lorenz.

No wonder the King of Thousand Eyes hated his Lorenz so much that he personally fed Lorenz to the mermaid.

This bastard not only turned the father and daughter against each other but also ruined the King of Thousand Eyes' centuries-long plan in Marolde.

Originally, Marolde could have become an important springboard for the Eastern Region, but now the most important link in the plan has been destroyed.

Roland thought to himself, 'Originally, my senior and I could have started a business here with a very high starting point. However, if the situation with Vermick can be resolved, it will definitely not be worse than Marolde.'

While Roland was secretly sorting out his thoughts, Isabella was still talking to Catherine over there.

Not knowing what they were talking about, Isabella suddenly said stubbornly, "Catherine, faith is not wrong!

You believe in truth, and I believe in the gods, we are both not wrong.

The mistake lies in the fact that there are bad people in the Church. I was used."

Her emotions suddenly collapsed, and she sobbed, "I didn't know it would be like this. I just wanted my people to live a better life. Catherine, whether you believe it or not, before this, I didn't even know about the existence of 'Shepherd's Farm'!

I simply didn't know what I was managing.

I never imagined that those people would turn the entire Marolde into that state!"

Senior said coldly, "Isabella, you can have your own faith, and you can be stupid.

But you cannot sit in an unsuitable position and make decisions for others!

As the Queen of Marolde, you cannot escape the blame!

You have no reason to defend yourself!

Your昏庸decisions have harmed thousands upon thousands of people!"

Speaking of the people, Isabella collapsed once again. She threw herself into Roland's arms and cried—she was treating Roland as Lawrence again.

Roland thought with mixed feelings, 'Both daughters are fighting against their father.

Isabella made the wrong move. In her choices, she chose the wrong ally.

If Senior had cooperated with Lord Yellow Fern... the Eastern Region would probably have become another Marolde.'

Roland felt that Isabella should not be lying. The essential reason for her opposition to the King of Thousand Eyes was for the sake of her people. The King of Thousand Eyes also believed this.

Turning Marolde into a large pasture would not benefit her in the slightest.

Therefore, she was used.

Judging from previous contact with 'Holy Spirit Isabella', this sister-in-law of his is indeed a very upright and simple person.

Her mistake lies not in being bad, but rather, as a monarch, she made the wrong choice.

Thinking of Isabella, who took the wrong path like Senior did, Roland couldn't help but feel a little soft-hearted.

Roland carefully looked at Senior and said, "After all, she's your sister, are you really planning to lock her up in a mental hospital for the rest of her life?"

Senior glared at Roland, "Don't pretend to be a good person here."

Roland hurriedly wanted to release Isabella from his arms. But Isabella tightly grabbed onto Roland.

She looked at Catherine while crying and said, "Enough! Enough! Sister! I'll give you everything I have, let Lawrence take me away. Lawrence is yours too, I... I just want my daughter, boo hoo hoo..."

Isabella had always thought Roland was Lawrence.

This is not surprising, after all, Roland had used Lawrence's identity to chat with her for a long time before, and now he is speaking up for her. He really seems like Lawrence.

Looking at her foolish younger sister, Senior sighed.

Senior said, "Roland, after the matter here is over, we will send her to the Eastern Region.

The Church has always believed that she is me, so they plan to use her as a bargaining chip to exchange hostages with us."

Roland raised his eyebrows and gave a thumbs up, saying, "So turning Isabella into this state is killing three birds with one stone, brilliant, truly brilliant."

Senior glared at Roland, and said, "Stop flattering me."

Roland coughed and asked, "The hostages in our hands aren't angels, are they?"

Senior was slightly stunned, then shook her head and said, "It's a wonder you still remember them."

Speaking of this, Senior's tone was very complicated, "It wasn't just the twelve Dawn Angels who suffered back then. There were many important figures in the Church among them."

Roland was very shocked, and he said, "The Southerners are working so hard for the sake of the Eastern Region?"

Senior's heart was also filled with mixed feelings. She said, "Roland, we underestimated the Southerners. The Church is indeed very complicated."

Roland nodded deeply.

In this Southern Church, some people are secretly running farms.

Some people are saving the common people.

Some people only love themselves and are full of selfish desires.

Some people love the world like a compassionate Holy Mother.

Roland sighed secretly, "Going to help the enemy is saintly enough. But such a Holy Mother is a savior.

If it weren't for them joining us back then, Leonard wouldn't have only been left with a sliver of health. No, if our team hadn't had those twelve angels to help fill the ranks and take the blame, the eight of us wouldn't have made it to the center of the ruins before suffering."

Roland couldn't help but recall a certain Holy Son's three biological mothers.

From a mythological historical perspective, they were also saviors in the past. But at the same time, they were also doom gods like the King of Yellow Fern, who could bring utter destruction to a plane.

Quite contradictory.