I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha

Senior was actually asking for my magic and magic array.

Roland couldn't help but recall the moment in the church when Senior suddenly contacted him, displaying a completely defenseless attitude.

During the day, she had also tried, in a roundabout way, to get her hands on his magic and magic array.

Roland chuckled, looking at Catherine meaningfully and saying, "You've gone through such a big detour today, surely you don't really want the 200,000 worth of goods, right? After all, you could just steal the money while I'm asleep."

Catherine: "."

Roland chuckled, "Little b*tch, do you think I'd be reluctant to part with money, or that I can't see the value of my magic and magic array?"

Catherine said, "Hmph, it's just a gimmick. Roland, what magic and magic arrays haven't I seen? Don't think that just because you had a flash of inspiration and came up with something new, it's a big deal. I'm just a little curious."

Roland's hands started to wander, and he said, "I can teach you the stuff, but, my good student, you want both the money, the magic, and the magic array. Isn't your appetite a little too big?"

At this moment, Catherine suddenly frowned, and then her entire appearance changed back to Brianne.

Afterward, the straw puppet entered the house, closed the door, and got on the hospital bed.

Catherine had a bunch of treasures on her, so no one could snoop or eavesdrop on the room.

But just now, the straw puppet was about to open the door, so she transformed into Brianne.

Looking at the straw puppet, 'Brianne' reached out and tore it from the 'hospital room background' as if tearing a sticker.

Immediately afterward, she had a small paper figure in her hand.

'Brianne' raised her head proudly like a swan, and said to Roland, "It's just forbidden magic. I'll trade this with you."

Roland hesitated slightly, then shook his head.

This magic was very powerful, but he had researched similar ones, and it was useless to that extent unless he maxed out the skill points.

Moreover, to be honest, this move wasn't as powerful as 'Manic Lightning Halberd'.

Or rather, it was suitable for normal wizards like Senior, not abnormal wizards like Roland—Roland was suitable for playing crazy.

He already had too many spells to instantly kill low-level enemies.

He didn't even have enough time to level up the 'Black/White Angel Lightning Halberd', let alone try to learn more things than he could chew.

Of course, Roland didn't say that. He said, "Your magic isn't suitable for me."

Catherine sighed and said, "Then what do you want?"

Roland smiled slyly.

He looked at Catherine, who had 'Brianne's' appearance, and said, "Good student, I'll teach you how to conjure a pair of fox ears and a fox tail, and let your teacher touch them."

Catherine: "."

A moment later, the iron bed creaked and groaned.

During the whole process, the two had the following conversation.

Catherine said, "Is that good, Master Roland?"

Roland put down the tail in his hand and said, "It's good. Turn around and face me."

Catherine turned around and realized that Roland was particularly excited today.

Suddenly, she was slightly stunned and realized that she seemed to have forgotten to change her face back!

She gritted her teeth and cursed, "You dog! No wonder you were so energetic today!"

Roland coughed and said, "No, you've been facing away from me the whole time, and I didn't see your face. Besides, I already knew it was you. No matter what kind of mask you wear, it's still you.

I'm always thinking about you, so how could I have fun with anyone else?"

That was true. Roland was indeed a scumbag, but he only went as far as flirting and teasing.

If he went any further, he would be conflicted.

Senior was too good to him, and he would feel very guilty if he slept with another woman.

He thought Senior would be furious after hearing Roland's sophistry.

But unexpectedly, after staring at Roland for a while, she seemed to have suddenly figured something out.

She bit her lip, changed her expression, and said, "If you behave well and promise not to touch any other woman in the future, I'll change my appearance and play with you."

Girlfriend actually takes the initiative to Cosplay a Genshin Impact character and play with you.

Roland was greatly moved and felt even more guilty. He made Senior change her face back to her original appearance (with the ears and tail), and then hugged her and comforted her.

How could a pervert like Roland not fantasize about other women?

But to be honest, if he really played with someone else, it would just be for novelty. He would get bored after playing a couple of times.

Catherine had also figured it out. Wasn't the dog man just looking for novelty? She would change into this appearance and let him play enough. After playing a few times, he wouldn't think about it anymore.

After a while, Catherine asked, "Who else are you thinking about?"

Roland coughed and said, "I'm not thinking about anyone. Who could I be thinking about? You're enough."

Catherine said, "Tell me, it's okay. I can satisfy your little evil desires. If you behave well, Anna also knows shapeshifting."

Roland's eyes lit up when he heard that.

There was such a good thing?!

Marrying one wife was like marrying a hundred wives!

Just thinking about Senior and Anna playing Cosplay with him—and they even looked the part!

There would be so many tricks in the future!

Roland coughed and said hesitantly, "Cough, you should look pretty good in a nun's habit. The White Chess School uniform would also be nice. Ouch~~ Ouch ouch ouch!"

Catherine bit Roland's shoulder hard.

Catherine had been a little tired lately, so she didn't run back and forth at night and slept directly at Roland's place.

The two didn't fool around too late and went to sleep after twelve o'clock.

When Roland was woken up by the sound of nurses walking outside the door early in the morning, he found that Catherine had already left.

Looking at the time, it was only a little after five o'clock.

The people at the Mysterious Department had to pray every day before dawn.

Senior probably left a little after four o'clock.

Roland felt a little sorry for Senior.

Wizards needed plenty of sleep and meditation after consuming a lot of mental energy.

Since coming to the South, Roland had never seen her meditate. Instead, she rushed back to the Mysterious Department every day before dawn to lead everyone in prayer.

During the day, she not only had to act, but also had to fight with those guys who were active in the open, handle the official business of the Mysterious Department, process the intelligence sent by the Black Abyss spies in the South, and remotely command people like 'Belinda'. She must be very tired.

Roland thought, "I have to find a good assistant for Senior."

Soon, Florence came over.

She had been taking care of Johnson recently, and fearing that he wouldn't eat breakfast, she brought him breakfast.

She also brought a breakfast for Roland.

Recently, 'Puppet Johnson' had been basking in the sun all day and didn't like to talk, which made Florence feel a little anxious.

Seeing the straw puppet lying there and not eating much, Florence coaxed him for a long time and fed him some mush.

In fact, she was feeding Roland.

After finishing breakfast and medicine, Roland said, "I won't go to the scripture copying hall today. I made an appointment with a mahjong friend yesterday to go to his place to listen to scriptures."

Florence asked, "Is there anything you need me to do?"

Roland thought for a while and said, "Come with me. I'm not very familiar with the road."

Florence said, "Then call me after you change your clothes. I'll wait for you in the duty room on the seventh floor."

With that, Florence packed up her things and went out.

Roland closed the curtains, created a straw puppet, and put on his own clothes.

Then, Roland entered the snake ring in the puppet's hand.

Roland multitasked, researching various things inside the church while controlling the puppet outside.

Soon, the puppet Roland went to the duty room.

When Florence learned that Roland was going to listen to 'Harlend's' class, she couldn't help but show a strange expression.

Father Harlend was not a patient at the Holy Spirit Hospital, but an old missionary from the monastery.

But he was the most famous of the three saints of the Dawn School in this generation.

He had extremely high attainments in theology and other things. Many scriptures and doctrines were written by him.

His understanding of the Old Testament and the New Testament seemed to be even better than Williams and Johnson!

But he was a little too pedantic and rigid in his faith. Florence even felt that he was a little too fanatical about his faith.

He was a typical 'conservative' ascetic, adhering to all the rules and regulations of the church. It was said that he had never touched alcohol or eaten meat in his life. He only ate clear water and black bread.

Father Harlend did not have any mental illness, but he was a bit of a psychopath.

Epilepsy.

Florence knew where Father Harlend was today, and soon brought the puppet Roland to a small chapel.

On the small platform of this small chapel, an old bald monk was leading the monks sitting below in prayer.

This old guy was the 'old swindler'—the one who carried the mahjong box and had seizures when he got excited.

According to the information that Senior gave Roland, the old swindler Harlend had a serious mental illness—delusions.

When he was at Black Abyss Academy, he fantasized that he was the most devout believer of the gods.

He had served as the dean for three days, but because he promulgated many outrageous school rules, such as 'apprentices must take prayer and supplication as compulsory morning classes' and 'the academy should build a church', he was dismissed by the Black Abyss Senate amidst various complaints.

However, although he had serious delusions, his self-awareness was very clear.

He was the most fanatical person among all the Black Abyss wizards when it came to dissecting gods and blaspheming the gods.

The puppet Roland and Florence found a spot and sat down. They clasped their hands together and began to pray earnestly.

During the prayer, Roland actually heard a response from God!

[“Child, everyone asked me to bring the Holy Fruit. Would you like to see it?”]

Roland was stunned for a long time before realizing that the one responding to his prayer was the old codger above.

Roland said in his heart: [‘How do I see it?’]

[“Don't be distracted, close your eyes and pray properly.”]

Roland closed his eyes and pretended to pray.

Suddenly, he felt a light in front of him.

In the light, the phantom of a priest slowly appeared. Like the Madonna delivering a child in a church mural, one hand held a baby, and the other hand was placed in front of his chin, making the 'Compassionate Mudra' of the Goddess of Dawn.

The priest smiled and reached out to Roland slightly. Then, Roland found that he could move.

This feeling was very strange, as if he was having a dream during prayer.

The outside self was awake, but closing his eyes and focusing on prayer allowed him to see the sacred scene.

Roland said to the priest with a strange expression: “Teacher Harland, what are you up to?”

The image of this priest was exactly that of the old codger, but he had angel wings behind him and a halo above his head.

After hearing Roland's words, a look of surprise flashed in the old codger's eyes. He seemed surprised that Roland recognized him at a glance.

He didn't speak, but with a compassionate smile, he placed the baby in Roland's arms.

Roland took it over in surprise.

The baby was wrapped in a blanket, but the blanket was dirty, looking like a shroud.

In confusion, Roland opened the blanket and looked at the baby inside, and then his eyes went dark.

It was a mummified baby.

This mummy was making a praying gesture, very pious, with a happy smile on its face.

Its body had already petrified, looking a bit like a large walnut that had been played with until it was oily.

The old codger said: “This is the black market stuff obtained from the pasture—although the origin isn't great, it's still a good second-class product.”

Roland showed an extremely disgusted expression: “This is the Holy Fruit?”

Seeming to see that Roland disliked this thing very much, the old codger smiled and said: “Your advancement doesn't necessarily require taking this thing to alchemize the Elixir of Immortality. We have other good things. When the time comes, we'll make a trade.”

Roland thought for a moment and said: “I need lightning-type advancement potions, and I want to walk the Path of Truth. I might need things from the South.”

The old codger said: “If you were talking about things from the East Border, we probably wouldn't be able to find them easily. We have plenty of channels for things from the South.”

Roland nodded and said: “If you have any oddities used by southern priests, find me some too. Lightning, fire, holy, and shadow types are all fine. However, I won't be able to alchemize the Elixir of Immortality for a while, you'll have to wait a month.”

The old codger knew that Roland was guarding against werewolves among them, afraid that they would advance after drinking the potion.

He said very readily: “It's not a problem to wait a month. The Goddess Heraca will give us a month.”

These old guys are all quite old, and they feel like they might lie in the River Styx at any time. Wizards have very keen intuition.

However, everyone can still wait a month.

Roland said: “Find a place later, and I'll throw the Path of Truth to you.”

The old codger said: “No need, just give it to me directly.”

Roland was stunned and said: “What do you mean?”

The old codger pointed to Roland's ring and said: “Isn't it in your magic ring?”

Roland tried it with a strange expression, and actually took out a pile of documents from the snake ring.

After flipping through them, Roland found that these documents were real! This wasn't a spiritual world!

Roland looked at the old codger in disbelief: “A domain? A divine kingdom domain?! Isn't this something only the gods of the South have?!”

The old codger smiled very kindly: “Roland, little priest, as a devout believer, as a spokesperson for the gods, you should naturally be able to use the domain of the gods with the blessing of the gods. Want to learn? I can exchange it to you in advance as a reward for the Elixir of Immortality.”

Instantly, Roland's expression became very strange.

He asked: “What are the uses of this move?”

The old codger smiled without saying a word.

Roland frowned and carefully observed the old thing, and suddenly discovered some problems—the angel wings and the halo looked too fake!

Roland cursed inwardly.

He understood a little.

This wasn't a domain at all, but a magic trick used to pretend to be a god.

However, this old thing's methods were very clever, so it was impossible to see through.

Roland said: “Teacher Harland, you're not planning to use a trick to swindle the Elixir of Immortality from the students, are you?”

The old codger coughed and said very seriously: “How can you say it's a trick!

This is a miracle!

It's a trick that I developed with the team back then to help the White Queen communicate with her believers.

If it were more than ten years ago, if you said it was magic, I might not have argued. After all, Her Majesty the Queen has been using this thing to pretend to be a god, secretly collecting faith, and coaxing believers.

But in the past ten years, I have used it in Wilmik for I don't know how many years, but no one has been able to see through it!

Since no one can see that this is magic, then it is a miracle!”

Saying that, the old codger took a deep look at Roland: “You are the first person who recognized me after seeing me.”

Roland's expression couldn't help but become strange. He suddenly realized a problem.

When he looked at him, he felt that he was acting very fake. But that's not how others saw it.

In the eyes of normal people, the old codger didn't look like this!

It was the appearance of a god!

The old codger said: “This magic is indeed not worth much in our East Border, but you have walked the Path of Truth.”

Saying that, he smiled and began to fool him: “I also have the secret technique of 'Condensing an Angelic Form'. To be honest, if you haven't truly believed in a god, it's theoretically impossible to condense an angelic form.

But my secret technique can do it!

Although the probability is extremely low, if you gather all kinds of materials, you might be able to alchemize an 'Angelic Form' for yourself!

If you really condense an angelic form, then this move 'Pseudo. Divine Kingdom Descent' is a miracle even if it's magic!

Haha, by then, even if you fulfill my teacher's dream, create a sect and establish yourself as a god, it's not impossible.

How about it, would you like to consider it?”

Roland's expression was very exciting.

What would be the effect if he used this move?

Roland was already tempted.

The secret technique of condensing an angelic form... Roland felt that he needed this too much!

Without truly believing in a god, how could he condense anything? The old codger's secret technique, which allows a wizard to have a 1% chance of condensing an angelic form, was already very good!

But what he wanted wasn't to condense an angelic form! But how to get rid of his angelic form!

Perhaps he could learn from the old codger's ideas on secret techniques, and then reverse engineer it.

He had already made up his mind to get this magic.

But he pretended to struggle for a while and said: “This 'Pseudo. Divine Kingdom Descent' magic is indeed very interesting. Even if it's something specifically used to pretend to be a god, it has a certain research value.

But it's worth more than just one bottle of the Elixir of Immortality!

Give me your magic of condensing an angelic form too. Otherwise, no way.”

The old codger smiled and said: “Roland, I'm not going to haggle with you. To be honest, I originally intended to combine these two things and exchange them for your Elixir of Immortality.

But what I want are two bottles: one bottle of Serius's Elixir of Immortality and one bottle of 'Pan's Elixir of Immortality'.

One bottle is for my own use, and the other is as a stepping stone.”

Roland was surprised: “A stepping stone?”

The old codger's eyes revealed a fanatical look, and he looked at Roland with burning eyes and said: “Don't you think this place is a bit distorted, a bit morbid?!”

Roland's pupils shrank suddenly.

The old codger said seriously: “The current church is too corrupt, too decadent! I want to enter the College of Cardinals, I want to change the church!”

Without saying a word, Roland took out a bottle of Serius's Elixir of Immortality.

He threw the Path of Truth along with the magic potion to this old guy.

Roland said: “I wish you dream come true.”

The old codger opened the bottle of Elixir of Immortality and smelled it, and then he was so excited that he almost had an epileptic seizure.

With a wave of his hand, Roland had an extra scroll in his hand. Then, Roland's consciousness returned to the small chapel.

Suddenly, Roland found that he had an extra 'silver apple' and a scroll in his hand.

This silver apple was only the size of a palm, and it looked crisp and delicious.

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But Roland knew that this was the 'dead baby' from just now.

Florence beside him was still praying. Roland put the Holy Fruit and the scroll into the snake ring, and then continued to pretend to pray.

The puppet Roland was acting in the small chapel, and the 'True. Roland' in the snake ring slowly opened his eyes.

When he was talking to the old codger just now, he needed to concentrate on praying. So he had just focused most of his attention on the puppet's side.

The silver apple and the scroll that the puppet had just thrown in were placed on the desk in front of Roland.

He opened the scroll and flipped through it, confirming that it was indeed the thing that the old codger had promised to give. Then he put it aside for now.

“I'll study this when I have time. It's almost noon, and I have to start preparing for the Path of Truth.”

Roland arrived at the side hall next to the main chapel on the first floor of the church. Here, a large pile of scarecrows was placed.

Puppets don't have their own consciousness. It's no problem for him to manipulate them alone, but it's a bit difficult to let them think independently.

So he planned to release the little Rolands to help with the work.

These scarecrow puppets all used a lot of good marine materials, and there were magic stones in their bodies. They were magic puppets of level 1-3, which were much stronger than the puppets made of just 'Mysterious Straw' at the beginning. They could use magic.

Roland picked out the best scarecrow puppets, and then released the little Rolands.

When releasing the little Rolands, Roland very mischievously took out the Mirror of Truth to watch the whole process of him releasing the little Rolands.

As Roland expected, the little Rolands all ran out from Roland's angelic face and wings!

"I understand."

Roland pursed his lips, put down the mirror and said, "In Straw Town, after I first advanced and survived the Butterfly Tribulation, I slowly began to have an angelic face!

The Divine Bird was my angelic form at that time... an angelic form that only revealed the tip of the iceberg.

No wonder my Divine Bird looked so sanity-deprived!"

This was still because the clone blocked the Butterfly Tribulation. If he hadn't used the clone to block it...

Shaking his head, Roland directed everyone to start working.

It seemed that because Roland's heart was very satisfied in yesterday's cosplay with his senior, the little Rolands were very saintly and very ascetic.

As soon as they came out, they got busy.

Some went to prepare to study how to make fake scriptures, and some used the Seven-Star Magic Calculation Array to study the Path of Faith.

Some of the scarecrow puppets with the highest magic power carved a magic circle and prepared to cast 'Thunder Lance' together.

These little Rolands with the highest magic power could still release Thunder Lance in joint spellcasting. However, even with the magic circle, the quality of magic power was still not enough, so the power was very poor.

But as long as the magic can be constructed, the model of the Divine Lance in Roland's spiritual world will be slowly strengthened—in Roland's words, that is, increasing proficiency.

The little Rolands and Roland seem to be different people, but in fact they are the same person. They use the same soul and the same spiritual world.

So, as long as they practice the moves well, Roland will have practiced them well.

However, this work is a bit costly in magic stones.

The scarecrow Rolands don't have their own magic power, they all use magic stones. The magic circle also uses magic stones.

This is only level one magic. A successful cast consumes a medium-grade magic stone!

Roland felt very distressed. Burning magic stones was a small matter, the key was that he didn't have many magic stones in his hand.

Currently, the Philosopher's Stone is being used by the old Abyss creatures. Before the 'Unified Theory' is created, many experiments require the Philosopher's Stone.

Roland didn't plan to use the Magic Calculation Array to deduce this theory, and planned to let 'Hero' and 'Werewolf' create this theory together, so he couldn't take back the Philosopher's Stone for the time being, and could only think of other ways.

After discussing with the little Rolands, Roland led everyone to streamline the 'Thunder Lance' with the Seven-Star Magic Calculation Array, and created an 'Arc'.

Its power is similar to Chain Lightning, but it is a cantrip.

Although it also consumes a lot, the few medium-grade magic stones in his hand are enough.

After working for a while, it was already noon.

Roland looked at the time and found that he was going to see Williams in a while.

He shifted his attention and found that the scarecrow puppets would also be finished in a while.

So he wandered around the church.

To be honest, Roland has collected this church for almost thirty years. But he has never carefully visited it.

After walking for a while, Roland found that there was also a study in the church. So he went in and took a look.

After flipping through the books here, Roland muttered: 'Oh, so when I usually summon magic books, the books are teleported from here.'

The Snake Ring is more advanced than a dimensional bag.

When using a dimensional bag, Roland had to scan it with his divine sense to find it.

But the Snake Ring is different. It solves a problem that has plagued wizards—memory.

As long as Roland transmits a thought to the Snake Ring, telling it what he wants, it will come out.

This ring is like a living thing. Sometimes Roland feels like it is a 'Border Collie'.

So, when Roland summons things from the Snake Ring, he just thinks about what he wants in his heart. Then that thing comes out.

Therefore, he takes things out of the Snake Ring every day, but he has never specifically memorized where these things are placed.

The various things in the Snake Ring are usually sorted out by Theresa and the others, so Roland knew for the first time that he had a study dedicated to magic books!

Not bad.

After wandering around, Roland found that the things in his Stormwind ship's study seemed to be collected in this study as well.

Including the magic puppets that Leona especially liked to play with.

Roland couldn't help showing a very surprised look.

He remembered that he had turned that study into a Rubik's Cube, and with Theresa and the others' magic level, they shouldn't be able to solve this Rubik's Cube.

Perhaps Diana solved it?

At this time, Roland suddenly noticed that a four-armed blue witch doll on the table was a little strange.

He frowned and bent down, looking at it for a while.

The little witch's eyes flickered.

"Catherine? You put a clone in my study?"

Roland said with a strange expression, "Did you secretly put it in last night while I was sleeping? So, you can descend onto this doll at any time?"

Roland said, "You feel that using 'Remote Viewing' is sometimes unclear, so you put this doll here to conveniently peek and learn up close when I'm doing experiments?"

The little witch doll's eyes were still swaying from side to side.

Looking at this little doll, Roland suddenly felt a little strange.

He frowned and picked it up to take a look, shaking the little doll left and right, and found that this was how its eyes were. This doll had never dodged Roland's gaze!

Its eyes are movable!

When shaken, its eyes will move.

Roland was speechless for a long time.

He had just suspected that this doll was his senior, so he deliberately tricked her. As a result, after working for a long time, he was confronting the air.

However, this little doll looks quite pleasing. No wonder Roland would regard her as his senior.

This witch doll is quite beautiful.

At this time, Roland's eyes suddenly moved slightly, and he shifted his attention to the scarecrow puppets.

The puppet had just finished listening to the old priest's sermon with Florence, and now it was talking to the old priest in front of Florence.

The two were talking about theology.

After chatting, Roland manipulated the puppet to take Florence away from the small chapel.

Florence frowned and whispered, "You don't suspect Father Harland, do you? He can't possibly be a black wizard."

Puppet Roland nodded and said, "Indeed... the score of this suspect has decreased a lot in my heart.

Of course, this is just my intuition. Whether this guy is a wolf in sheep's clothing or not will have to be seen in the end. After all, there is more than one wolf here."

Florence said with a strange expression, "You suspect that Father Harland may have been bewitched by that black wizard?"

Roland nodded and said, "Perhaps he has changed his mind, it's hard to say."

Florence couldn't help rolling her eyes and said, "Mr. Lawrence, I dare to guarantee with my hair that Father Harland is definitely a good person!"

Roland looked at Florence's headscarf and guessed that she might be secretly growing her hair, it should be very long.

Nuns are usually not bald, as long as they wrap their hair and don't show it. But in order to wrap it better, they usually cut it short appropriately.

She has Marlo blood, perhaps she has a beautiful head of black hair.

Florence asked, "So, Mr. Lawrence, are we going to contact the people you suspect one by one today?"

Roland nodded.

Florence whispered, "Who are we going to look for next?"

Roland took out his silver pocket watch, looked at the time, and said, "How do I get to Dean Williams' office?"

Florence: "."

Florence led the way.

On the way, Roland asked, "Do you think Johnson, Williams, and Harland are all unlikely to be bad people?"

Florence said, "Lawrence, do you know 'Sincere Angel' and 'Sincere Holy Mother'?"

Roland 'ummed' and felt that he should brush up on mythology stories more recently.

Florence said, "I can't be wrong, they can't be bad people, they all have a sincere heart."

Roland didn't speak, he stopped discussing this topic with Florence.

Soon, Florence led Roland to Williams' office.

Florence gently knocked on the door, but did not hear a response. Then she directly opened the door and took Roland in.

The office is not too big, only a little bigger than Isabella's office in the Department of Mysteries.

Williams was sitting behind his desk hiding something.

After he saw Florence bringing Roland in, he smiled and said, "Why did you come in without knocking?"

Florence frowned and came to Williams' desk. Then she directly opened the drawer and took out a brown 'small roller'.

Sister Florence said somewhat reproachfully, "Dean, why are you smoking cigars again? Your physical condition can't smoke anymore."

Williams said somewhat embarrassedly, "I'm only 78, my body is still strong."

As the two were chatting, Roland looked at the ‘cigar’ with a strange expression—it was no cigar at all.

It was a magic wand.

Williams seemed to have used a mysterious spell that distorted the perception of everyone who saw the magic wand, making them believe it was something else.

After Florence complained to Williams for a while, she took the magic wand and left. But after she left the vicinity of the desk, the magic wand turned into a real cigar.

It seemed that Williams had quietly played a game of castling.

With Roland's level, even if this Elder used magic right in front of Roland, it would be impossible for Roland to sense it.

However, he saw the situation when the magic wand changed—this was equivalent to witnessing Williams use castling with his own eyes.

Roland thought to himself, ‘Williams can use magic... He has magic power. Or rather, he has magic power now?’

This is really a coincidence.

My senior and I originally planned to confirm whether Williams was awake at noon.

Now there's no need to confirm. Now, the one sitting behind the desk is an Elder of the Black Abyss, not the Archbishop.

The Archbishop can't use magic.’

Florence could guess that the Dean was waiting for Roland in the office specifically today. Since he invited Roland to the office, he definitely wanted to talk alone.

So, after she took the cigar, she made two cups of tea and then excused herself to leave.

Roland cut to the chase: “Sir, a few days ago, when I led people to the Black Wizard Detention Area, I encountered another you. Afterwards, under Kohler’s guidance, I visited Her Highness Catherine, who was being held under house arrest by Vermick.

We talked for an hour. She told me that if I saw the real you, I should ask you to visit her in the detention area.”

Williams was slightly stunned, seemingly not expecting Roland to bring up these matters right away.

He pondered for a moment and said, “Roland, I cannot enter the detention area. I am only awake for half an hour each day. I can adjust the time, but once I step into certain areas, I will ‘lose my memory.’"

Roland's expression became somewhat grave as he said, “How could this be?”

Williams sighed and said, “It's the other me, another real existence of me. He is an Outsider, but he is not a Wizard. Originally, even if we were to merge into one, it wouldn't be like this.

Because Archbishop ‘Williams’ is also a demigod, but he can't handle ‘Wizard Williams,’ this Star. But when I was slowly eating him and preparing to take it a step further, a small problem arose.”

After a pause, Williams continued, “It's Kohler. I trusted my good student too much... Well, perhaps he was never my student at all.”

Smiling, Williams added, “But don't worry, everything is under my control. Regarding that alchemical notebook of Deep Sea Potion, what do you want to exchange for?”

Suddenly, Roland heard a sound from his chest.

—“Old thing full of lies!”

Roland was slightly stunned. He shifted his attention to the Heraka Cathedral's study and discovered that the little witch doll in his arms was talking to him.

Roland: “...”

As expected, it's Senior!

You just pretended that your eyes were moving!

The doll-senior said, “Do you think this old thing is telling the truth?”

Roland retorted, “What do you think?”

The doll-senior said, “I want to hear what the madman has to say.”

Roland was a little annoyed. He suppressed his temper and said, “I merge with myself every day, but I haven't gone crazy enough to help the little Rolands cause trouble.”

The doll-senior sneered, “But the little Rolands are doing what you want to do, aren't they?”

Roland: “...”

The doll-senior said, “Put the doll on his desk.”

Roland ignored the doll in his arms and continued to say to Williams with the puppet, “Sir, I want your notes and a set of Holy Armor.”

Williams was slightly surprised. He said, “Vermick once had Holy Armor, but after I studied it, I believe it should also be a replica... However, even a pseudo-Holy Armor is equivalent to a Secret Treasure.

Your Undying Potion alchemy notes are indeed interesting, but they don't record any shortcuts to refining the Undying Potion.

It's not worth that much. Exchange for my notes and a set of pseudo-Holy Armor.”

Roland said, “I'll add a bottle of Sirus's Undying Potion. You saw its quality yesterday.”

Williams thought for a moment and said, “I can lend you my notes for a period of time, but they cannot be copied or spread.

As for the ‘pseudo’ Holy Armor, I will have the Holy See give it to you in the name of ‘borrowing’ later. As for how I will help you return it, you don't need to consider it. Afterwards, it will be given to you by the Holy See in a reasonable way.”

Roland took Williams' notes and then placed the little witch doll on Williams' desk.

Williams looked at Roland with great confusion, but Roland did not explain.

He bowed slightly and left the room very respectfully.

After Roland left, Williams picked up the little wooden doll in surprise.

After examining it, a drop of cold sweat slowly dripped from Williams' forehead.

At this time, the little wooden doll suddenly stretched out its palm and turned it upwards. Then, in its palm, there was an inch-sized crystal bottle.

The crystal bottle contained a pile of wriggling, burning shadows, emitting the fallen aura of hell.

The little wooden doll said, “Aren't you unable to come to see me? If what you just said is true, then drink this.”

The corners of Williams' mouth twitched violently.

That was the Hell Dew of the Nightmare God.