I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha

With a heart full of trepidation, Roland read through his new magic once more.

Closing his eyes to digest and contemplate for a moment, Roland discarded his magic wand and reached out a hand towards the sky, grabbing fiercely.

In that instant, Roland felt almost all of the Holy Magic power within him being drained.

In a flash, pure white lightning erupted from Roland's eyes, and immediately a powerful magnetic field appeared within the hall.

In the air, flying insects crackled and popped, bursting into clusters of holy sparks.

The next moment, the dome of the hall, painted with mythological stories, the stained glass windows, and all the areas near the angel stained glass windows, began to condense with violent electrical currents.

These currents instantly converged into three terrifying bolts of lightning -- in the blink of an eye, Roland's vision was filled with a dazzling light, followed by the thunderous roar of a sonic boom!

Rumble rumble rumble

When the light dissipated, the three skeletal knights had turned into pure white torches. A current of electricity was jumping between the leftmost and rightmost knights.

Roland's pupils contracted sharply. He vaguely felt that this magic was stronger than he had anticipated, with a damage output of around 15-20 units.

A level one magic spell already can do this much damage, right?

As for how much health they lost... Roland hurriedly flew over, braving the flames to examine the Cerius skeletal knight in the middle, which had taken the brunt of the lightning strike.

After taking a couple of glances, Roland revealed an extremely strange expression -- that wasn't a 'skeleton knight clad in armor' at all, but a pile of humanoid candle wax!

With a whooshing sound, the armor, already melted by the lightning strike, completely dissolved in the remaining holy fire, softly melting into a pool of molten iron on the ground, before the molten iron gave way to ashes that danced in the air.

This fully armed skeletal knight, along with his own Cerius bones and the armor he wore, had all melted away.

"How is that possible?! It should only deal 15-20 units of damage!

To achieve this level of destruction, it would require over 100 units of energy damage!"

Roland reached out and scooped up some of the molten iron, examining the remains. Then, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably with excitement.

'Holiness! So this is the power of 'Utmost Purity'!

'What Poseidon's Trident, what Mind-snatching Holy Spirit that kidnaps people to feed them medicine, what treacherous and cunning werewolf... you're all trash!'

'Mine is the Holy Angel's Halberd!

Once I advance to the second tier and level up this magic to level 2, I'll blow you all away!'

Roland hurried back to the seven-pointed star formation, glancing at the new data in the Book of Aleya.

[Pseudo-Forbidden. Holy Angel's Lightning Halberd lv1]

[Description:

1. Summons three bolts of divine lightning to pierce through the enemy, dealing 15-20 units of damage (affected by lightning-type curios, magic wands, and magic rings).

The lightning will ignite the target with the Fire of Dawn, dealing a total of 12 units of damage over the next period of time (currently level 7, affected by the Fire Emblem and the Path of the Dawn Angel);

2. After successfully hitting an enemy, it can release a large amount of chain lightning, linking 2-4 nearby enemies together, dealing 2-4 units of damage;

3. Chain lightning damage is reduced by 15% for each enemy hit;

4. Strong purifying power.

5. 30% Holy damage (true damage).]

Roland thought to himself: 'A level 1 magic spell dealing 20 damage, that base number has already met my expectations. After all, a level 1 chain lightning spell only deals 0-4 damage.

A fivefold difference!

The power of Southern magic is indeed terrifying.

Once this spell levels up, it will be stronger than the Trident in terms of raw power.

But its strength doesn't lie in the numbers. It lies in the strong purification and holy properties!

The skeletal knight's death must be due to the combination of this strong purification and holy damage. The melting of the armor is also due to this strong purification and true damage.'

The Book of Aleya, like a diary, faithfully recorded all that Roland saw and heard.

Roland flipped through it and saw the battle log from before.

Sure enough, the situation was as Roland had guessed.

After the Holy Lightning struck the skeletal knight, it lost nearly half of its health in that powerful purification.

Roland's Path of Truth gave all of his magic penetration, scraping off 2 points of health.

And the three lightning bolts and chain lightning had 30% holy damage, and this part of the damage ignored defense!

The Fire of Dawn then burned for a while.

All the damage combined instantly killed the skeletal knight.

The situation with the armor was similar. It was very tough, but when the evil power it contained, along with the mysterious power of Heraka's Holy Blood, was purified, the armor seemed to have a large chunk pulled out like building blocks, causing serious structural problems.

The lightning's holy damage further damaged the structure of the armor to a certain extent, causing it to be slowly melted by the Fire of Dawn.

According to the magic book's analysis, 'Utmost Purity's purification' and 'holy damage' mainly affect summoned creatures and some mysterious creatures.

When used on summons, it will affect the stability of its anchor point. The skeletal knight's structure immediately had problems after being hit, and it lost half its health.

And Holy Blood belongs to the fallen mysterious power from the Abyss, belonging to the scope of holy purification. The Holy Goddess of Dawn is higher than Heraka, and the effect is extremely significant.

Roland glanced at the statue of the Goddess Heraka and said, "Your level is not good. In front of the Holy Goddess of Dawn, you are just a little servant!"

This guy was already very disrespectful. Ever since he suspected that Diana was a part of Heraka's soul, he became even more disrespectful.

Now, Roland had a new backer, and it was very likely to be his own mother -- so he became even less respectful.

But he didn't think about who arranged the ghost marriage for him.

If he was too arrogant one day, the Goddess Heraka would definitely teach him a lesson.

After examining the model of this magic spell again, Roland was very excited: 'Perfect magic!

My path is correct!

Dual cultivation of Holy and Magic has achieved a 1+1 greater than 2 effect!'

If he were to go and PK with those guys who acted tough with him and forcefully fed him medicine, then Roland would be exaggerating a bit.

After all, even if the Mind-snatching Holy Spirit was successfully driven away, the million-person buff on his body was gone. The remaining body has the same strength as Old Black Abyss.

But if he advanced and modified all kinds of magic, then if these guys dared to act tough in front of him again, he would definitely dare to test them out.

Not to mention the Mind-snatching Holy Spirit, even the werewolf in Old Black Abyss, he would dare to try to fight.

Even if he couldn't win, the werewolf would have to shed a layer of skin.

Roland thought to himself: 'The only flaw is that this magic requires a short period of guidance, unlike Chain Lightning, which can be released immediately.

Also, its consumption is too great. It is simply not usable by a first-tier wizard.'

It was an extremely exaggerated thing for Roland to be able to use this magic.

Because it was adapted on the basis of 'Poseidon's Trident'. And 'Poseidon's Trident' is a second-tier magic!

Although it had been improved by Roland, its consumption was still very terrifying.

And Roland, his current magic power is at the level of the early first tier!

If 'Holy Angel's Lightning Halberd' was not just a level 1 unfinished product, he would really not be able to use it.

Roland vaguely felt that after entering the Gate of Faith, his various attributes had been greatly improved.

His magic power was already very large, and after walking through another door, the quality and quantity had increased a lot.

Dagmar treated Poseidon's Trident as a big move, and after using it, he rested for a long time and never used it again.

But according to this situation, once he entered the second tier, then even if he used a higher-level 'Holy Angel's Lightning Halberd', there would be no pressure.

While flipping through it, Roland noticed that a large amount of text had suddenly been added to the book -- it was an even more complete 'Holy Angel's Halberd'.

It was even more 'holy' than the halberd just now -- or rather, this newly emerged and newly perfected magic was the true 'Utmost Purity'.

[Forbidden. Holy Angel's Lightning Halberd lv1]

1. Summons three bolts of divine lightning to pierce through the enemy, dealing a terrifying 15-20 units of damage, and igniting the 'Holy Fire of Dawn', dealing a total of 12 units of damage over the next period of time.

2. (Same as above)

3. (Same as above)

4. Utmost Purity's purification.

5. 50% Holy damage (true damage), continuously increasing with level.

6. What is burned to ashes by the Holy Fire of Dawn is...? ? ?]

[Model Basic Knowledge:? ? ?]

Roland revealed an extremely strange expression.

This magic was obviously worth a try.

But Roland was a little hesitant.

Because according to the model, this seemed to be an even more holy lightning.

After hesitating slightly, Roland decided to give it a try.

He pushed away Leona, who was dancing and making trouble around him, drank a bottle of 'Deep Sea Potion', and meditated to recover.

This potion was called 'Azure Anthem', and it was a potion that Dagmar often took. It could be used for meditation and also had excellent effects on restoring magic power.

For Roland, it not only had a better effect on restoring magic power, but also greatly increased the strength of his body for a period of time.

This was because Roland had already inherited the power of 'Cerius' and 'Stormbringer'.

And in 'Azure Anthem', there was a special water element main material called 'Deep Sea Spring Water', which allowed the user to feel as if they were in the ocean.

However, Deep Sea Spring Water was extremely difficult to collect, and most of the locations were occupied by the Hydra Group. So Roland couldn't refine it.

Therefore, if this kind of magic potion is drunk up, you have to spend a lot of money to buy it from the Hydra.

Roland was a little anxious. The puppet outside had just looked at the time on his pocket watch, and it was almost six o'clock.

So he planned to go back as soon as he finished trying out this magic.

Fortunately, Roland's current total magic power was 'not high', so in just two or three minutes, Roland had recovered almost completely.

He called the two skeleton knights over and repaired them with necromantic magic.

Looking at the two skeleton knights restored to perfect condition, Roland felt a little strange in his heart. He had clearly used 'holy magic' just now, but when using necromantic magic, he felt that the effect was better than before.

Roland thought to himself: 'Could it be that this kind of magic power is the most primitive magic power?'

He couldn't help but once again recall the 'forbidden wizards of the ancient times' mentioned many times by the old Black Abyss.

According to many documents in the Eastern Territory, these great sages were all gods—but they called themselves wizards.

The idea that 'mortals can become gods' in this world was spread by the forbidden wizards.

Roland suspected that his current magic power was the closest to the magic power of the forbidden wizards.

While he was thinking, the two skeleton knights had already stood in position.

Secretly feeling sorry for his withered blood armor, Roland drove away Leona, who was trying to join in the fun beside the skeleton knight.

Then, he concentrated and once again cast the holy angelic lightning halberd.

In an instant, Roland's magic power was drained. While guiding the magic, he felt the magnetic field aura in the hall, and a strange look appeared in his eyes.

There seemed to be something wriggling in the air. Was that the magnetic field?

That was definitely the magnetic field! The magnetic field was wriggling like rapidly growing spores!

With a strange sound, many small red fluorescent lights appeared in the air, like sparks, like elemental sprites, and like flying spores.

In the next moment, the stained glass windows in the hall, painted with angels and gods, slowly began to rot!

The gods and angels were covered by scarlet mold in the blink of an eye, and in an instant, the stained glass windows were covered with mold spots!

The mold spots grew as thick as tapestries almost in the blink of an eye!

They wriggled frantically, forming thorns in rapid growth, and making harsh noises!

The speed of growth was as fast as an electric current!

No... Was that an electric current?!

That should be an electric current?!

Three scarlet 'thorns' formed from mold, spores, and other decaying things!

Immediately, Roland's vision was covered by a dazzling white light, and then he heard hymns from all over the sky!

That was the hymn of angels!

They said:

"—Shalalalalala~~~"

In the dense growing noise, Leona seemed to see something. She flinched in terror behind Roland, clutching his clothes tightly, shivering.

The bright light gradually faded, and Roland widened his eyes, sweating profusely, and looked at the two skeleton knights in the distance.

—The two skeleton knights had turned into pure white torches. An electric current was jumping between the two knights.

Where was the mold...

Where was the scarlet lightning...

Even the Dawnfire was pure white, not blackish-red.

Everything was just an illusion.

At this moment, Roland suddenly realized that the two skeleton knights seemed to have grown bigger.

No... They were wriggling! There was something wriggling on them!!!

—Shalalalalala

In the blink of an eye, the two burning knights collapsed into a pile of rotten wood, like rotten wood.

Then, the red thorns were born from the pure holy fire.

They chanted pure hymns and began to spread frantically in all directions. Everything they touched grew mold spots, and expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, forming thick carpets of mold.

The mold carpets were colorful, like beautiful flower gardens.

Those huge hyphae were more than a meter high, swaying like tulips in a wild flower garden, but there was no wind in the hall at all!

Roland's eyes went dark, and he was completely dumbfounded.

“Run! Run away!!!”

At this moment, a little voice suddenly sounded from the mist outside the hall.

— "What are you going crazy about again? This magic is really amazing. I knew you could steal good things from the scripture hall!

And this strange magic circle... God, Roland, do you know if it's valuable? Where are you, come to the Dean's office!"

It was Senior Sister.

She should have brought someone to the ward today to find Roland, and waited for a long time but he didn't come back, so she peeked in.

Roland was in no mood to care about this now. He teleported out from the snake ring with a whoosh.

Sweating profusely, he picked up the snake ring in the straw puppet's hand, explored it with his mental power, and then stood there dumbfounded.

Where was the mold, where was the mold carpet.

That was the normal, pure angelic lightning halberd. Everything was just an illusion.

It's just that the remains of the skeleton knight and many of the chairs around them had withered into piles of rotten things...

“Royal carriage transfer.”

Roland switched positions with the straw puppet and changed all the clothes on his body.

Throwing the straw puppet into the snake ring, Roland controlled it to come to the church.

After checking the remains of the skeleton knight, Roland's expression became even more strange.

Where were the rotten things... That was ash and molten iron.

The temperature of the molten iron was very high, and it was still in a liquid state, slowly flowing. In addition, it contained a lot of bone ash, so it looked like wriggling rotten things.

‘I can't be wrong, there's something wrong with this magic.’

Roland thought with a pale face: ‘The two skeleton knights have turned to ashes, this is not right.

Logically speaking, only the one directly hit by the lightning would die.

But after it died, something should have grown out of its ashes.

This thing quickly devoured everything around it, so the other skeleton knight and the chairs within a seven or eight meter radius were all gone.'

After thinking for a moment, Roland came to Florence and groped around her body.

‘I remember, Florence carries things to check for epilepsy and SAN value.’

Soon, he found a stone slab and a prism crystal.

Roland studied the stone slab for a while, and then cast a divination spell on himself according to the scriptures on it.

Some sacred text patterns appeared on the stone slab. These patterns were like murals depicting mythological stories, and they moved.

Roland is now also considered a low-level priest (early stage of the first rank), understanding theological metaphors.

The painting described a parable from the Bible, telling the story of an angel trapped, struggling to climb out of the abyss.

Roland's face was very pale.

He held the prism crystal, and then, the dim scripture hall was illuminated by a strange and dazzling red light.

Roland's face was ashen.

The parable plus the state of the crystal showed two problems. One was that Roland's SAN was now very low. One was that the pollution on his body was very serious.

Judging from the dazzling crystal, his situation was probably similar to someone who had just climbed out of the abyss.

‘Sure enough! There's something wrong with my magic! That's crazy magic!’

Roland took out the Book of Aleiyah and looked through it.

[Forbidden. Holy Angelic Lightning Halberd lv1]

1. (Omitted)

2. (Omitted)

3. (Omitted)

4. (Omitted)

5. Pure purification.

6. What is burned by the holy dawn fire is pure.]

Roland cursed in his heart: ‘Bullshit!’

‘The content of the 6th description of this magic should be ‘What is burned by the holy dawn fire is the fertile soil for the angels to sprout and grow’!

Those wriggling, mold-like things are the angels of the Holy Dawn Goddess!

They corroded the other half-blooded skeleton knight, and also corroded the chairs in the distance. The range is probably around 7-8 meters.

That's right, it's those mold-like wriggling things. They are angels.

They must be angels!

Because I heard them sing hymns!

My mom is mold and spores!

No, no, she is formless and imageless, her angels are mold and spores!’

Roland concluded that the degree of pollution in the Heraca Church must be very high now.

He threw the crystal into the snake ring and let the straw puppet hold it to check near the burning remains. The crystal emitted a soft, holy white light—this indicated that the degree of pollution was 0, and the nearby area had just been purified by the power of the high god.

Roland was completely stunned this time.

He thought to himself: ‘No, no, my reasoning is not a problem.

At the moment I released the magic, angels were born in the remains of the first skeleton knight who died.

They are extremely turbid, and also extremely holy. They are pure things!

They caused secondary damage to the surrounding things—or rather, they purified everything around them with ‘pure power’!

‘Strong purification’ purifies evil, ‘pure purification’ purifies everything!

So, strong purification is weak purity. Mold and spores are the real pure things!

After the magic ended, the angels withered and disappeared, and then the pure power faded and turned into turbid power.

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It was at this time that I was polluted by my own magic!

The church was also polluted, but the Dawnfire purified this pollution.

The crystal didn't detect any contamination in the church because it was burned by the Dawn's Fire.

The crystal detected contamination in my Holy body because I wasn't burned by the Dawn's Fire!

Hahaha! I understand now!

Meanwhile, in the Abbot's office at the monastery,

Catherine waited for a long time, but Roland didn't return. Impatiently, she couldn't help but peek again.

In her view, a naked guy was streaking through the Heraka Church, running around like crazy while releasing Holy Fire to self-immolate.

After a series of burning actions, that guy picked up the crystal.

The crystal emitted a faint red light, along with a soft, sacred white light.

"Indeed! I'm right, I'm right!"

Afterward, he took the crystal and started inspecting the church everywhere, occasionally setting a fire.

"Burn! Burn!

Purify, purify everything cleanly!"

Catherine was dumbfounded. She muttered to herself, "What madness is this guy up to now?"

Anna noticed that her sister was suddenly distracted and couldn't help but ask with some doubt: "What's wrong, sister?"

Catherine rubbed her forehead and said softly, "It's nothing. Let's do this, Lady Jeanne, Lord Williams, let's end our conversation here. I'll go see Lorence."

There seemed to be several people in the office.

After bidding farewell to everyone, Catherine led Anna and the others for a short distance, then she pointed to a courtyard outside the window and said: "They're heading towards the courtyard. Jeanne, you guys go meet him there. I'll send someone to tell you where to find me later."

With that, Catherine led Diana and the others away.

The few knights who remained looked out the window, revealing puzzled expressions—where was Lord Lorence hiding?

But Anna knew that Roland shouldn't have reached the courtyard yet but should be passing by there later. So, her sister was telling her to intercept him there.

She led a few knights towards the courtyard.

Along the way, the group rushed along, looking like they were catching someone. Those who passed by kept silent and retreated.

Whenever those knights who followed Anna performed tasks with the Deputy Commander, they seemed fierce, but in their hearts, they were terrified of this Deputy Commander.

Lady 'Jeanne' was too fierce, tall, and her swordsmanship was terrifying. In front of her, everyone was a little unable to lift their heads.

They didn't know what trouble Lord Lorence had caused, but they hoped that he wouldn't provoke Lady Jeanne, making her unhappy and causing them to be punished as well.

When the group arrived at the corridor on the first floor, they saw 'Lorence' from the window.

It seemed he was standing under a tree, talking to a beautiful nun.

That nun seemed unwilling to pay attention to him and wanted to leave, but Lord Lorence smilingly stopped her and pressed her onto a seat under the tree.

They didn't know what Lord Lorence was saying, but that beautiful nun's face was red as death.

Many Judgment Knights couldn't help but smile knowingly.

But when everyone saw 'Jeanne' squinting and looking over there, they couldn't help but shrink their necks.

Oh no, Isabella's sister is here! He's been caught red-handed!

However, if Lord Lorence said they were just talking about things normally, Jeanne shouldn't publicly throw a tantrum, right?

"You guys wait here."

Jeanne (Anna) instructed, then restrained her aura and went out to the courtyard.

Afterward, everyone saw 'Jeanne' walk to the corridor near that big tree, leaning against a pillar and eavesdropping.

Many knights secretly grimaced. It was over, caught in the act!

Although it was rumored that Isabella was very dependent on Lord Lorence, the difference in status and position was there.

If they found out that Lord Lorence was not doing his job at the monastery but was hooking up with a nun... the two sisters would definitely punish him.

On this side, Anna leaned against the pillar and quietly pricked up her ears.

It seemed that Roland was very sincerely apologizing to that nun.

Roland said: "...So I really didn't mean to. This is a misunderstanding.

My attitude today was indeed a bit serious, but you know, the Saint Spirit Hospital incident is too complicated. As a friend, I really don't want you to get involved."

To be honest, Florence really didn't want to talk about this matter with Roland anymore, it was too embarrassing.

Her face was red as death.

However, after Roland pulled her aside and forcibly said a lot, Florence also heard it. Roland's questioning her today was not out of distrust but out of concern.

In fact, Miss Florence also played a little trick today. In order to protect Teacher Johnson, she lightly revealed her own affairs.

She felt very guilty because she had lied to Roland. However, Teacher Johnson was really not a bad person.

Florence actually knew a lot of things, but she was very worried that Roland would misjudge the situation because of this matter and treat Johnson as the mastermind.

Compared to the patients in the Saint Spirit Hospital, Florence actually suspected the doctors more.

Because Teacher Johnson and her godfather, Williams, both believed that someone among the doctors had a problem.

But she couldn't say these things. Because, as Roland said, this matter was indeed very complicated. Florence didn't dare to influence Roland's thinking, so she wisely remained silent.

She believed that Mr. Roland's discerning eyes would definitely find the real black hand.

After thinking for a moment, Florence said: "Mr. Lorence, in the Saint Spirit Hospital, someone can control the Mind-Stealing Holy Spirit."

Roland moved slightly.

He frowned and thought for a moment, muttering: "Indeed... It seems it's not just a logical lock. These old guys."

If someone could already control the Mind-Stealing Holy Spirit, then things would be troublesome.

This meant that some people could become immortals at any time.

But the werewolves did not act, which meant that the werewolves did not master all the Mind-Stealing Holy Spirits, so the seed could not truly germinate.

Two groups were fighting.

These two groups may be one group of heroes and one group of werewolves.

It was also possible that both groups were werewolves!

Coming back to his senses, Roland looked at Florence.

Florence was avoiding Roland's gaze.

Roland knew that someone else must have told her about this. But those people were her relatives and friends, and she was unwilling to reveal them.

However, there was no need for her to say it... Roland guessed that the person who could tell Florence such a secret and make Florence keep her mouth shut must be someone extremely close to her.

Roland suspected two people.

One was Williams.

The other one... Sister Florence the nun, paid unusual attention to ward 707. It seemed that she often came here before I arrived.

The relationship between her and Johnson was definitely not as simple as that between a nurse and a patient.

Johnson liked to act as a teacher... It's possible that this old geezer was Florence's guide in faith.

Roland cursed inwardly: 'Damn it, you're willing to trust the nuns of the Saint Spirit Hospital, but you're unwilling to tell me everything, right?

But that's right, who knows if you bastards are werewolves.

If Florence knew something, she wouldn't lock you up.

But I can't guarantee it.'

Roland's eyes suddenly moved slightly, and he looked at a pillar in the corridor on the edge of the distant courtyard.

Afterward, Roland smiled and said to Florence: "Little Nun Florence, thank you for your trust in me. My friend has come to pick me up, so there's no need for you to escort me."

Sister Florence said: "You're welcome, Lord Lorence. Your swordsmanship is famous far and wide. I'm not your bodyguard, just your nurse."

Roland nodded. It seemed that the matter of him causing trouble in the Black Wizard Confinement Area had already spread.

Roland felt that his swordsmanship was probably about the same as the real Lorence.

He didn't know how far he was from Baron Hall's peak in those years.

More than thirty years had passed, he didn't know if that old guy was still alive. His good sister Alice should have been married long ago, right?

In a silent sigh, Sister Florence bid farewell to Roland.

Roland pretended to deliberately pass by the pillar in the corridor and then looked at Anna with great 'surprise'.

Anna leaned against the pillar, her proud head slightly raised, squinting her eyes, examining Roland with dangerous eyes.

Although she knew that Roland seemed to be talking about serious business just now, Anna was still a little unhappy in her heart.

Roland also slightly sized up Anna—it had to be said that this long-legged model's figure looked even better when she leaned against the pillar.

Roland looked around the courtyard and saw that there was no one nearby, so he walked over with a smile, his tone very frivolous.

"Tsk tsk tsk, whose little beauty is this? Who are you waiting for here?"

As he said that, Roland hugged Anna in his arms and patted her butt.

Anna was so frightened that she hurriedly wanted to push him away, but she found that this guy's strength seemed to be even greater than at the Summer Palace!

In a panic, Anna's face was red as death, and she struggled to say: "Lo, Lorence! You, you be more respectful!"

Roland felt that Anna's reaction was a bit off. He sensed the distance, and then his gaze fell on a window in the distance.

That was a window on the first floor, and there were a few knights there, who were just secretly watching the excitement.

They originally wanted to watch the excitement, but who would have thought that they would eat such a big melon!

The big boss's husband and the big boss's sister got together!

It would have been fine if that was all... The key was that this sister and husband were both their superiors!

They had seen what they shouldn't have seen!

So everyone at this time was stunned, their faces incredibly wonderful.

Just then, seeing Roland looking over from afar, everyone snapped out of their reverie, immediately pretending to be chatting.

Roland coughed and released the 'Jeanne' before him.

He spoke like an elder brother-in-law, saying, "In a blink of an eye, you've grown almost as tall as me. You're not as close to your brother-in-law as you were when you were little. It makes your brother-in-law feel sad."

Roland's voice was loud, and the people inside the window in the distance couldn't help but reveal strange expressions upon hearing it.

It seemed... it seemed they had misunderstood.

When Lord Lorence went to sea, Miss Jeanne was only eleven or twelve years old.

The two of them shouldn't be that kind of relationship. Just now, it was just the brother-in-law teasing his little sister-in-law.

But Lord Lorence's courage is truly great!

Worthy of being the Chief Prosecutor, worthy of being our boss!

On this side, after Roland released Anna, the two entered the first floor. Seeing the two superiors arrive, the many knights followed behind them, eyes downcast.

On the way, the group ran into Deanna and Theresa.

Theresa said that she had come specifically to find 'Lorence' and 'Jeanne'. Lady 'Isabella' was waiting for them, and she led the two over.

Deanna then stated that she was reviewing the Holy Spirit Hospital's archives from the past twenty years and needed some manpower.

The knights knew that the bosses were going to have a private discussion. Deanna had come specifically to lead them away. So, they all followed Deanna.

Here, Roland and the two followed Theresa upstairs. On the way, Roland's eyes suddenly twitched slightly, knowing where Catherine was waiting for them.

Sensing the situation on the puppet's side, Roland's expression became somewhat stiff.

He thought to himself: 'Why did Senior Sister say everything? Does she trust that old thing that much?!'

Soon, Theresa led the two to room 707.

Roland knew that there were people chatting inside the room, but he couldn't sense the situation inside—Senior Sister had a pile of treasures on her. As long as she was in the room, what she wanted the people outside to sense was what the people outside sensed.

Even if Williams stood outside, he wouldn't be able to sense the true information.

After entering the door, there were two people in the room.

One was Catherine, who was still using the image of 'Isabella', standing in front of the balcony drinking black tea.

The other was an old man, who was lying on a recliner basking in the sun with a smile.

In the old man's two hands, one hand was playing with a small straw doll, and the other hand was holding a scroll.

Seeing Roland enter the room, the old man said, "My good student, your methods are not bad. Your abilities are also good. From a longer-term perspective, the potential value of this 'Path of the Shepherdess of the Black Holy Blood' is no less than the 'Saint Road of Mind-Stealing'."

Roland closed the door, walked over, and said with a smile, "Then, from a short-term perspective?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, and said very frankly, "Then, of course, the 'Saint Road of Mind-Stealing' is the fastest. Hmph, but that is the road of the Mad God. Only a madman would choose it."

Roland thought to himself: 'Old thing, keep pretending! Don't let me catch your fox tail!'

The old man on the recliner was none other than Johnson, the founding dean of the Black Abyss.

Just now, Roland had heard Catherine and Johnson's conversation through the puppet. She had already revealed her identity to Johnson and had also talked about many things about the Black Abyss.

However, it was the same whether she revealed it or not, because this old codger probably knew that the one who was locked up was fake.

So, Catherine directly showed her cards.

Roland could guess what Catherine wanted to do. She was using a conspiracy, planning to point out a new path for the old Black Abyss members, telling them that everyone had a better choice than the path of madness and evil.

But there was one thing she miscalculated.

She didn't use the thinking of a madman to think about this matter.

That werewolf was a super madman. Roland believed.

The werewolf was not trying to become an immortal for the sake of profit, longevity, or realm.

This matter had nothing to do with profit or life and death.

Just like no one could understand 'Leonard' in the beginning—because he was an Evil God, and without the eyes of an Evil God, one could not understand him.

Roland could understand Leonard.

The current situation was the same. No one could understand that werewolf—because he was a super psychopath!

Without the thinking of a psychopath, one could not understand the modus operandi of those psychopathic serial killers.

The three chatted for a while, and Catherine told Roland and Johnson everything about the 'Path of the Shepherdess of the Black Holy Blood'.

It sounded like this path had been perfected to the third door!

After listening, Johnson nodded and said, "Well, I can see it. There are many things of mine in it, and also many things of that old dog Utred. This should have been sorted out by that little brat Usak, right? Only this little bastard can understand the things we left behind."

It seemed that the old guys were cultivating Usak as their successor.

More than ten years ago, after Catherine and the others opened the abyss's rift in Alaca, everyone had a way to synchronize the information of the sufferers.

From then on, the words on the documents collected by the Black Abyss began to reappear one after another.

After that, the old Black Abyss members crawled out one after another and joined Usak's research team one by one. The team continued to grow and could be considered to have been researching for more than ten years.

Catherine said, "Although Teacher Utred was the last to come out, we have been in contact ever since the Abyss Gate opened. So, although he is not here, he has been guiding Usak's team."

Johnson hummed and said, "If it weren't for the 'Shepherdess of the Black Holy Blood,' could this old dog have perfected the third path?"

Saying that, Johnson couldn't help but look at Roland with a smile: "Roland, my good student, you are truly our star of fortune."

Roland cursed inwardly: 'It's your gun! Don't even think about sucking up to me!'

Roland didn't pretend in front of this old thing. He unceremoniously took the scroll from his hand and began to examine it.

He thought to himself: 'The second door of the Shepherdess of the Black Holy Blood has been completely perfected, but my magic power has completely changed now. With my current situation, it seems that there will be problems if I go alone on the Path of Faith and if I go alone on the Path of Truth!'

'Can I use the 'Magic Calculation Matrix' to integrate the Path of Faith and the Shepherdess of the Black Holy Blood and turn it into the Door of Theological Truth?'