I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha

(I was wondering why there were no comments, it wasn't posted!)

After hearing the Countess's words, the priests all looked at Roland with strange eyes—this guy actually secretly lifted the Countess's skirt!

Roland observed the expressions of the people around him, and he felt terrible.

It seemed that everyone thought he had just lifted the skirt.

At this moment, Roland's mind was very confused.

Everything happened too fast. One second Roland was still wondering if there was something wrong with his mind, and the next second, this happened.

A huge amount of information constantly impacted Roland's mind, causing him to lose a lot of SAN.

In a daze, Roland blinked his eyes and suddenly realized that the person in front of him was not the Countess!

That was the Goddess Heraka!

The Goddess of Goodness, Purity, and Holy Blood stood on the steps, looking back at him with a hint of shyness and a hint of anger.

Her image was exactly the same as his statue!

Only with the addition of a beautiful long dress.

Seeing that Roland hadn't said anything for a long time, the Countess asked again: "My dear Roland, please help me lift my skirt and help me return to the temple."

"I am willing to serve you," Roland strode forward and helped her lift the long skirt behind the Countess.

The group slowly walked up the steps, and Roland did not disappear.

Under that long skirt was just an ordinary lining.

Roland thought to himself: 'Sure enough, everything is just my illusion.

I have paranoia!

Hehehe hahaha!

Wait, no, no!!'

Roland suddenly realized that the time people disappeared was actually correct.

When the Countess brought the gentlemen over before, they walked slowly. When she walked back alone, she walked fast!

Moreover, the previous team had fewer people, so the walking speed was faster. Now, with such a large group of people, the walking speed is slow.

It took the Countess a few minutes to go back and forth to the gallery before, but now it takes one and a half minutes to walk to the end of the gallery!

So, the people who disappeared before probably disappeared when they went up the steps!

Duncan's memory problem can also be explained!

The reason why Duncan suspected that there was a problem with the salon was not because he knew there was a problem with the Countess, but because he saw the blood-soaked people in the gallery.

If these blood-soaked people all turned into leeches, Duncan would forget a lot of things!

The Saintesses have been hypnotizing Duncan all the time. Duncan suddenly forgot things and lost SAN, so the hypnosis was successful!

So, Duncan will not only forget many things, but his memory will also be confused!

As for why he just saw the Countess as Heraka, and why he didn't disappear after he lifted her skirt...

Roland had a very crazy guess.

With red eyes, he looked at the door of the 'Windsor Church' in front of him.

Or rather, the door of the 'Heraka Church'.

He knew that everything would be revealed behind this door.

With a rustling sound, the door was slowly pushed open.

Inside the huge church, it was filled with fluttering ribbons, like seaweed, constantly swaying in the hall. So beautiful, so beautiful.

Looking at the scene inside, Roland closed his eyes fiercely, his SAN almost completely gone.

He shouted in his heart: 'Why, why aren't they leeches?!'

'The blood-soaked people should all turn into leeches, why did they turn into ribbons?!'

Roland began to doubt whether there was something wrong with his perception for the second time.

He was sure he wasn't crazy, sure that everything he saw was real.

But he couldn't tell!

Even more fatal was that everyone else thought there were people in the church.

Roland watched helplessly as a large ribbon floated over with several small ribbons and stopped beside the Countess.

After that, the Countess hummed and hawed for a long time, looking like she was listening to a report.

Roland mechanically stretched out his hand and grabbed a ribbon floating in the air. The silk was very smooth and looked like a high-quality product from the South that had traveled across the ocean.

This action attracted everyone's attention, and everyone frowned and looked over.

Under everyone's gaze, Roland twisted the ribbon in his hand into a ball.

"Lord Roland."

The Countess frowned at the ribbon in Roland's hand and said, "Please don't be so rude to Sir Andrew."

"Hehehe hahaha!"

Roland covered his forehead and laughed loudly.

Everyone: "???"

The fat Duncan patted Roland on the shoulder and asked, "Scholar Roland, are you okay?"

"Shut up! You lunatic!"

Roland slapped his hand away.

With red eyes, he pointed at everyone and said, "Stop playing tricks, where are the people? Call everyone out! What are you doing leaving these silks here?

Ah ha~~ I understand!"

Roland suddenly stretched out his finger and pointed at the people around him, saying, "Liars!"

He pointed at the Countess: "Liar."

He pointed at the Saintesses and Priests again: "Liars!"

"You are all liars!

You are lying to me, you are deliberately playing with me!

You deliberately set up a scam to drive me crazy.

As long as I'm crazy, you can further bewitch me and make me obedient.

As long as I'm crazy, I'll be able to burst out with inspiration and paint the perfect Goddess Heraka!

Hehehe, scams, it's all scams!

I have seen through it~~

I, will not believe it.

I'm not sick!"

If Baron Hall was standing here now, he would definitely recall the way Anthony went crazy back then.

How similar.

Regardless of the feelings of Anthony's former teammates, the Countess and the others are now very confused.

Because they didn't exert any mental influence on Roland along the way. After all, their energy was focused on Duncan.

So, the Countess and the others just took Roland through the gallery and walked here. Then this guy went crazy as soon as he entered the door.

Everyone had already heard about the mental state of the Black Abyss Warlocks.

So, Roland's loss of control, although very unexpected, was reasonable.

The Countess was stunned for a moment, then gave the Duchess a look.

The Duchess took out a bottle of magic potion, rudely pressed Roland down, and poured it into his mouth.

This is a kind of mental soothing magic potion that Twilight Warlocks often take.

Mental illness is difficult to cure. A madman cannot suddenly disappear after drinking some medicine.

But this magic potion can stabilize a person's emotions and greatly improve a person's sanity.

After drinking it, this person will still have random delusions and see various hallucinations. But he can calm down.

In other words, it has the effect of calming and increasing SAN.

On the one hand, the Duchess gave Roland the medicine, controlled him, and kept him quiet.

On the other hand, the Countess had already chatted with Duncan for a while.

The fat Duncan said: ". After learning that I am interested in Heraka theology, you even brought me here to visit - thank you so much. I accidentally strayed into this place, but you treated me so warmly.

Baron, I don't know how to return your kindness, so, is there anything I can do for you?"

After hearing the fat Duncan's words, everyone showed a very sluggish expression.

Although they had exerted some mental influence on Duncan, Duncan's state was even stranger than they expected.

Because Duncan didn't even know that this was Bloodless Fort!

Moreover, it seems that he also regarded the Countess as a female Baron.

The three Saintesses looked at Duncan for a long time with strange expressions, suspecting that their forced distortion of Duncan's cognition had caused a problem with his spirit.

They briefly pondered for a moment, feeling that it was best to follow this guy's words now, so as not to stimulate him and make him suddenly go crazy like Roland.

Everyone wanted to remind the Countess. But the Countess seemed to be following the fat man's words.

The female Baron smiled and said: "Lord Duncan, we have our considerations in bringing you to visit. To be honest, we brought you here because we heard that you have done a lot of research on Heraka theology - my family does have something to ask for."

The female Baron's gaze swept across the entire church, and finally landed on the large leech statue on the altar.

She said: "As you can see, this is a Heraka Church, and we are trying to improve it. The statue on the altar uses an extraordinary material. We hope you can re-sculpt it."

She seemed to be planning to use the leech as a template to sculpt the Goddess Heraka. Or rather, she wanted the fat man to help sculpt a 'Leech Heraka'.

The fat man nodded suddenly and said: "So you want to use this method to deeply study the path of truth? Moreover, do you plan to combine Bloodless Baron and Goddess Heraka into one?"

The female Baron smiled and said: "That's right."

The fat Duncan nodded and looked at the Countess with some confusion: "Baron, Bloodless Baron and Goddess Heraka are two gods, why should they be carved together?"

The other ladies were also greatly puzzled - the original plan was not like this. What does the Countess want to do?

The female Baron smiled and said: "Everyone, you don't know. Gods can influence the world, and the world can also influence gods. Believers have achieved the gods, and the gods are ultimately bound by faith.

Wizards have always been trying to depict gods in various ways.

And in history, there have been many strange cases—many of the sparks for divine wars originated from a statue or a painting.

When certain great masters of art suddenly touched upon the truth and glimpsed the true faces of the gods, they would then carve two gods together in a statue, or paint two gods together in a painting.

These two gods would then have a connection.

They could suddenly sense each other.

Even though one was in the abyss and the other in the netherworld, they could inexplicably touch each other.

" Pausing, the Baroness glanced at Roland intentionally or unintentionally, and then continued to speak to the large Fatty Duncan.

"One of my small pseudo-believers once uttered such 'madness' in the future.

He said that true gods are unified in time. For them, the past, present, and future are all the present!

Statues can depict gods. Once someone depicts two gods in the same statue, then the originally parallel timelines of these two gods will have a small intersection.

If one of these two gods happens to be very hungry, then this is an excellent opportunity to strike.

As long as He slightly manipulates this small intersection on the endless timeline, He can catch the prey in His hand, take a small bite to inject venom, and then wrap it with a small thread.

The venom will slowly spread throughout the prey's body, and the thread..."

Saying this, the Baroness reached out and grabbed at the giant leech, revealing an extremely deranged smile: "The thread will also slowly pull all dimensions and all time, unifying the prey's past, present, and future with the hunter's...

Two straight lines that originally only intersected at one point will slowly merge into one, turning from two lines into one line."

After the Baroness finished speaking, everyone present revealed very strange expressions.

The ladies didn't understand what she was talking about, and the entire Bloodless lineage had never had such a theory!

Today, the Bloodless Baron had indeed ordered them to do some things, but the purpose of doing these things was to find the Goddess Heraka.

So, why was the Madam saying such nonsense?

The large Fatty Duncan smiled and said, "It is indeed madness. As far as I know, after carving two gods together, the two gods may be able to sense each other. But this requires very complicated operations, just like a person trying to find another person using a portrait, like searching for a needle in a haystack."

The Baroness smiled and said, "Yes, madness. That person is a madman. His words are just some crazy talk and don't need too much scrutiny."

Pausing, she looked at Duncan: "However, these two gods should indeed be carved into one statue."

The three Holy Maidens hesitated for a moment, wanting to remind the Madam not to mess around like this.

But they suddenly remembered something, or rather, like Roderick, they suddenly recalled a memory that had disappeared.

In this memory, the Countess was often possessed by the Bloodless Baron.

The Bloodless Baron was like taming and raising livestock. Once someone in the Bloodless family grew to a certain level, He would periodically extend a tentacle to pull that person into the abyss and eat them.

This tentacle was the Countess.

No wonder Duncan would call her Baron—Duncan's consciousness was indeed dazed, but in this madness, he saw the truth.

She is now the Bloodless Baron.

The three Holy Maidens secretly broke out in cold sweat, forcibly calming themselves down. They remained silent, not daring to speak.

Others saw that the Holy Maidens did not raise any objections, so they remained silent.

Over here, the large Fatty Duncan hesitated slightly after hearing the Madam's words, and said, "Madam, I don't know why you want a statue to depict two gods. But I am indeed interested in trying it out.

To be honest, most of the Heraka statues in the Twilight Council are actually made by my hands. So I have a lot of research on this.

If I can comprehend and glimpse new things in today's carving, it will be beneficial for both your family and the Twilight Council.

However, statues can be used to contemplate the gods and are a kind of object for contemplation during meditation. Therefore, the Council does not allow them to be circulated outside casually. Therefore, I need to report this matter to the Council."

The Madam smiled and said, "No need for such trouble. In fact, the Bloodless family is a member of the Twilight Council."

After saying that, the Madam raised her hand, and on that finger was a magic ring.

Seeing this magic ring, the large Fatty Duncan revealed a look of surprise and uncertainty: "This is the mark distributed by the Twilight Council to the schools under the Council?

Rumor has it that the highest-level mark not only has many wonderful uses but also has great authority in the Council. The wearer of the magic ring is like the King of a Thousand Eyes Himself!

Only the most trusted confidants of the King of a Thousand Eyes have this kind of magic ring, and your magic ring seems to be this level of mark."

Pausing, the large Fatty Duncan sighed a little: "I was wondering why such a large family was living in seclusion here, but the Council didn't know. It turns out that I just didn't know. It seems that our small school has become a marginal role."

The Madam said, "Do you need me to find someone to provide assistance? My magic ring can summon all the people in the entire family. It can also transmit magical images for you to communicate with others."

"Not for the time being."

As Duncan spoke, he walked towards the statue. During the observation, he reached out and touched the statue, and then he babbled and turned into a fat leech, crawling onto the statue and becoming part of the statue.

Suddenly, the ladies abruptly covered their foreheads and shook their heads, and the colorful streamers in the hall swayed—they had all forgotten about Count Duncan.

Seeing this scene, Roland was completely numb.

Whoever touches this statue dies!

How is this supposed to be carved?

Wait, Duncan is gone, so, I'm the only sculptor left?

Roland turned his head woodenly and looked at the people around him. Sure enough, he found that these cultists were all looking at him reservedly.

The Countess smiled and said, "Lord Roland, we brought you here to visit also because of our considerations. To be honest, we have a request."

Roland was completely numb.