I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha

（The chapter numbers were wrong, and I couldn't change them. But just now, when I looked, the number of chapters was correct! After checking carefully, I found that one day the chapter number was repeated. Let's just leave it like this, there are no missing chapters, this is actually chapter 250.）

Roland always felt that the money in the East was very 'fluffy,' but that's because he was always spending in the wizarding world, buying things that many wizards regarded as family heirlooms.

Usually, when he and Catherine went shopping, they would spend thousands of magic stones. This made him have no concept of the wealth in his hands. He also didn't realize that he was actually a powerful baron in a large family.

Now, in this store opened by Southerners, he finally realized how much gold his money was worth.

He picked out a lot of good outfits and bought a lot for Catherine too. But it didn't cost much money.

Roland felt that he hadn't spent much money, but the shopkeeper and the staff were terrified.

The shopkeeper had always thought that it was a mistake to open such a luxury consumption store here, following his friend's advice.

This port was indeed a very good commercial gathering place, with many nobles and even wizards coming here. But who with real money would come to the store to buy this kind of high-end clothing?

Or rather, which noble lords would come to the store to buy things? They all have their own tailors. At the very least, they have tailors come to their door for custom tailoring.

But a few days ago, several big customers came to patronize the store. Among them, there was a noble gentleman wearing sunglasses, completely covered up, and very afraid of getting sunburned, who spent more than seventy gold pounds by himself.

At that time, the nobleman directly grabbed a handful of gold coins and threw them on the table, then turned around and left.

Those were gold coins!

Today, this lord is even more exaggerated than those big customers. He spent a full three thousand six hundred gold pounds!

That's three thousand six hundred gold pounds!

How much is the income of a manor lord's territory in a year?

People all say that the Northern wizards understand alchemy and can turn stone into gold. The shopkeeper originally thought this was just an exaggeration, but now he found that it seemed to be true.

In Catherine's expectant gaze, many withered blood lords served Roland to change his clothes on the spot.

This was an outfit that Catherine had chosen for Roland.

A high-collared white shirt, a white tie (soft, a bit like a scarf or neck warmer), a black vest with dark embroidered patterns, a black swallowtail coat, breeches, and good leather boots.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Roland couldn't help but think of the outfit of the male protagonist 'Fitzwilliam Darcy' in "Pride and Prejudice."

Women's tastes are really consistent sometimes. Several withered blood female lords, like Catherine, looked at the tall and straight Roland with shining eyes.

One of the baronesses even secretly bit her finger.

Obviously, in their minds, an elegant gentleman should dress like 'Fitzwilliam Darcy.' Of course, they don't know "Pride and Prejudice," but this is a popular style among the upper nobility.

Roland's figure is very tall and straight, the ladies' eyes showed little stars, and the shopkeeper complimented: "Sir, you have a better figure than many Templar Knights."

Compared to this kind of clothing, Roland prefers that kind of knight's uniform with a long row of buttons.

Wearing this kind of knight's uniform on Foxfire, with a decorative sword and a practical fire gun, that's a Holy Knight!

Roland's suit cost more than four hundred gold pounds, of which the boots accounted for half, which were made of magic beast leather. The clothing was made of good materials with the reputation of golden fleece and silver silk, all of which were hard to buy.

These four hundred gold pounds are equivalent to a year's income for a church chief pastor. They are truly noble luxuries.

Many nobles, even if they can afford it, are only willing to wear it once to attend large banquets.

But if you are a wealthy businessman, earl, or a Holy Knight, ordinary abbot, or bishop, it is very good to wear such decent clothes on weekdays.

Roland bought all kinds of clothes, for spring, summer, autumn, and winter, fur, wool, and cotton.

Knight's, priest's, mercenary's, pirate's, noble's, and magician's (wizard's). There are no magical items here, but Southern wizards usually wear this kind of clothing.

Unlike the East, where they wear robes all day long, and carry strange objects close to their bodies, as if they are ready to fight someone at any time.

Among the clothes Roland bought, some of the better ones cost several hundred pounds, the medium ones cost dozens of pounds. There are also many cheap civilian clothes for a dozen shillings - many cheap goods are not sold in this store, so the staff specially ran to the street to collect all the things Roland wanted.

Roland also picked out some for Catherine and the withered blood ladies.

Although these are all 'Muggle' clothes, they are very cheap. But in the South, wizards also wear this. And they look very beautiful and decent.

These clothes are another kind of beauty compared to 'Baroque' clothes. The ladies really like them very much.

Especially those sunglasses, to be honest, the outside makes the withered blood ladies feel a little dazzling.

Young Master Roland has a lot of silver coins in his hand, and the withered blood ladies can be regarded as enjoying a wave of benefits with Miss Catherine.

Roland spent a total of three thousand six hundred gold pounds, he bought the most, and the ladies bought the least.

When Roland converted this money into magic stones, he really didn't take it seriously. After all, it was only more than one hundred and fifty magic stones.

But when he converted it into silver coins, he was stunned for a long time.

Three thousand six hundred gold pounds, with a total value of more than fifteen thousand silver coins. This is the annual income of an earl in the secular world of the East.

King Alfonso of the Amir Kingdom is very rich, but he would feel a little heartache to take out such a sum of money.

But in the South, a slightly wealthy gentleman has an annual income of 100-400 gold pounds!

Of course, the richest people in the East are not kings, but the tower masters in the university factions. These people are the real kings.

But the average income of Southerners is far higher than that of the East. Dozens or even hundreds of times higher.

In the South, many 'Muggles' are richer than wizards!

Catherine said that there will be a war between the East and the South in the future. How can this be fought?

Even if the Thousand-Eyed King gets the eyes of the Yellow Fern Lord, this lion will probably be torn to pieces by the wolf pack in the South.

And there are also lions in the South, although they may not be as strong as him, but there are many of them.

If the Thousand-Eyed King loses in the future, everyone will be raised as sheep by a certain god.

When paying, Roland took out two middle-grade magic stones.

Looking at the bright magic gem the size of a pigeon egg, the shopkeeper was stunned in place for a long time.

Roland asked: "Don't you recognize this kind of money?"

The shopkeeper said: "I recognize it, sir. It's just that the store doesn't have enough change."

Seeming to find that Roland was very interested in the South, the shopkeeper said a lot. He said: "This is a holy stone, a common thing used by priests in churches. Oh, over here, you call priests 'formal wizards' and call pastors wizard apprentices."

"And for the divine arts in their hands, you call them 'white magic.'

The 'magic' in your hands is called 'black magic' by them."

After listening to it, Roland suddenly realized that many churches in the South are actually magic churches.

And the rigid rules and ridiculous laws of the White Chess Council originated from the South.

In the South, any magic that can kill people is called black magic.

Roland's 'Ignite' is harmless magic or self-defense magic in the eyes of wizards in the East.

But in the South, this kind of magic that can make people burst into flames from the inside out is standard black magic.

Magic like 'Chain Lightning,' which is very destructive, is an evil black magic in the South.

Roland couldn't help but ask a question that all Eastern wizards often ask: "Then how do people over there defend themselves?"

The shopkeeper said with a strange expression: "Sir, the South is very peaceful and prosperous, everyone understands some magic, and it is often used in daily life. But no one will use black magic in the street."

Roland understood that in the eyes of Southerners, Northerners are very barbaric and very brutal.

After all, the North is a continent ruled by demons, even the whitest group in the North, the White Chess Wizards, are fallen white wizards who defected from the South.

It is not to mention that these fallen white wizards study black magic, what is even more evil is that they use the power of God, but they are a group of unbelievers!

They are thieves, they are thieves!

They should be tied to the stake by the Inquisition.

The shopkeeper continued: "If you say how to punish evil in the South, lords of departments such as the Inquisition are allowed to use some abnormal means."

Roland understood that Southerners do not not know how to fight, on the contrary, they are very good at fighting. It's just that they have specialized violent institutions.

I don't know how those adjudication knights and priests use white magic to kill people, Roland had a great curiosity in his heart.

He couldn't help but think of the magic 'Squeak Squeak.' In the South, this kind of thing with sacred attributes is standard 'chant,' standard white magic.

Of course, the gap between Roland's Squeak Squeak and normal hymns is a bit big.

Roland asked the store to find him some Southern gold pounds and silver pennies, and then told them that they didn't need to give him any more change.

Some of these gold pounds and silver pennies are banknotes, some are banknotes, and some are Southern gold and silver coins.

Gold coins are all large denominations of gold pounds, one gold coin is 5 gold pounds.

Silver coins have 4 shillings, 3 shillings, 2 shillings and 1/2 shillings.

The shopkeeper told Roland that Twilight's gold and silver oceans are also widely circulated in the South and are very popular with merchants. So there is no need to exchange too much Southern currency.

In a typical day, six pennies are enough to spend. If you go out and take a carriage, buying some things, bringing a few silver shillings is enough.

However, when communicating with the priests, you need to use gold pounds.

Ordinary people are not allowed to collect holy stones; only members of the church can use them.

Roland secretly noted these things, and he thought to himself, 'It seems that after going to the south, I really need to find a way to get into the church; otherwise, I won't even have a place to spend money.'

Upon hearing that Roland wanted to buy a piano, the shop owner personally accompanied Roland.

The shop owner was a bit stingy. His youngest son had been clamoring to learn the piano some time ago, so he bought one, but it was a second-hand one, costing 50 gold pounds.

So, pianos are quite expensive.

Violins are cheaper; 4-5 pounds can buy a decent new violin.

Roland asked Catherine to help him choose one. Catherine's taste was rather picky, but considering that Roland was a beginner, she chose one that was more suitable for him.

The harbor is indeed a place specializing in selling luxury goods to northern wizards. This piano was incredibly expensive, worth 7,500 gold pounds, a full three hundred magic stones, almost equivalent to a low-grade extraordinary item.

In addition, Catherine also picked out violins, cellos, and other instruments for Roland, even including a small but ridiculously expensive harp.

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Various musical instruments were available, perfect for Roland to study music theory.

Every one of these instruments was excellent, very aristocratic, and elegant. However, Roland took a fancy to a 'keyless clarinet'.

The shop owner was slightly surprised and said, "Sir, strictly speaking, it's a 'flute'. It's not blown vertically but horizontally. It's an ancient (medieval) instrument. It's my master's work. The raw material was originally a phoenix tree struck by lightning.

My master, Sir Braden, is an alchemist proficient in music theory. When searching for alchemy materials, he personally witnessed the scene of this phoenix tree being struck by lightning and heard the sound of thunder and fire with the tree. Thus, he was inspired to alchemize the tree into a flute.

Originally, he intended to create an extraordinary item, but he failed. So, it was hung in the store. You know, the wizards of the East Territory like strange things, so perhaps someone will like it.

It is worth mentioning that it is as pure as a maiden.

My master is an excellent businessman and also has some cleanliness habits. He knows that many gentlemen in the East Territory may be like him and would not like an instrument that has been blown by someone else.

Therefore, he has always used magic to test its sound, and no one has touched it with their lips."

Roland nodded and said, "I'll take it."

The shop owner said, "Sir, the flute has a very wide range of tones, and the timbre is exceptionally beautiful. A flute can often play the tones of many instruments. But it is extremely difficult to master and not suitable for beginners. The store will also give you a set of things suitable for beginners to learn."

The shop owner had someone bring a set of keyless recorders—of varying lengths.

They came from the same tree, but the material of these recorders was clearly inferior to that of the flute, seemingly made from scraps.

These recorders were very cheap, the cheapest being only a few shillings. They are indeed very suitable for beginners; many children start learning instruments with recorders.

The shop owner also gave Roland some sheet music to facilitate his learning.

Afterward, Roland took out a total of six 'pigeon eggs' (mid-grade magic stones) plus a small bag of gold coins to complete the transaction for these instruments.

The most expensive item was not the piano but that small harp!

Looking at the bill, Roland was stunned for a long time, never expecting that a small harp that could be held in the hand would be more expensive than a piano.

In his impression, the harp was the standard equipment for bards. Indeed, there are cheap harps, but its price ceiling is very high, and it is called the instrument of the gods, a truly aristocratic instrument.

In the cathedrals of the Southern Church, few cathedrals use pianos to play hymns, but the harp is the standard equipment for top choirs. A higher grade would be the pipe organ.

After buying these things, everyone went out. At this time, it was already drizzling outside.

Catherine directly snatched the recorder from Roland's hand and blew it with her lips. As a result, she found that the recorder had subtle noises, creaking sounds.

Although the sound was very difficult to detect, she still noticed it.

No wonder they gave it to Roland as an add-on; this set didn't cost much.

That flute also had creaking noises.

Catherine blew each of the flutes and recorders that she had snatched one by one, then returned these flutes, which had been taken their first time, to Roland with a disgusted look.

She thought Roland would be very angry, but Roland said with a smile, "Thank you, Miss Catherine. I will tell the nuns not to wipe these flutes for three months."

Catherine felt a chill. She wanted to take back those flutes but had no chance.

Compared to this flute that only bards would like, Catherine preferred the piano.

Rumor has it that this piano was brought by a 'Three-Headed Serpent' fleet, a branch of the 'Nine-Headed Serpent' Southeast Ocean Trading Group, when they were doing business in the south. The piano came from the hands of a lord on a certain island.

Judging from many actions of this 'Nine-Headed Serpent Group', they are outright pirates and human traffickers, as well as outright black wizards.

But in the south, they are a legitimate department under the church.

Their leader, the 'Nine-Headed Serpent', is the child of the Sea God and a human. His name is 'Hydra', a true 'demigod' and an important leader in the church's sanctuary.

When leaving, Catherine whispered to Roland, "Hydra is a star (third-tier wizard), a despicable, shameless, and unprincipled wizard. He is not the child of a god at all but the child of a sea siren and a human. He is a true wizard, a member of the sea siren race.

But he knelt at the feet of the church, so he was named the Son of God.

Those myths about 'Hydra' were all fabricated by the church. So, the world believes that he is the child of a god and a human.

This guy's strength among the elder-level wizards in our East Territory can only be said to be average.

But he controls the sea power, and the sea sirens are subservient to him.

So, on this sea, no star is his opponent.

He has many three-headed serpents under him, all composed of wizard fleets led by second-tier wizards, which are very large. If the East Territory wants to cross the ocean to the south on a large scale, it must pass the Hydra's Nine-Headed Serpent.

The church's attitude towards Hydra is very special. The heads of the upper church reject him.

The King of a Thousand Eyes has always wanted to win him over, but he is incredibly loyal to the church. Perhaps Father has other plans."

Catherine shook her head, feeling that Hydra might not submit to the King of a Thousand Eyes. But her father, the King of a Thousand Eyes, had never told Catherine much about how to go to the south.

Roland thought to himself, 'The child of a sea siren and a human? Isn't that half a demon cultivator?'

At this time, Roland and the others were approaching the port, and they suddenly saw a large group of people on the road.

Everyone went over to join in the fun and take a look.

At first, everyone thought it was a semi-open-air singing performance because a beautiful but slightly strange girl was showing off her singing voice on a high platform.

The voice was very sacred and ethereal, like a call from the depths of the sea, making the onlookers very intoxicated.

It's just that the girl's dress and headdress were a bit too strange. It was a very smooth, somewhat revealing tight-fitting suit, and the hair and headdress looked like fans... Wait?!

In the corners of this girl's eyes, it seemed like tiny... pearls were sliding down?

Roland blinked his eyes suddenly, realizing that what the girl was wearing was not a smooth, revealing tight-fitting suit at all!

Those were scales! Scales!

Beautiful and delicate scales grew on her chest and below her waist, revealing her smooth abdomen.

The fan on her head was not a headdress but a fin! A fin with horns!

The horns were the ribs of the fan, and the fins were the leaves of the fan.

She was not wearing clothes; she was holding her chest and singing while crying. Her tears slid from the corners of her eyes, slowly solidifying into tiny pearls in the process of sliding down.

A slave trader was holding a small silver plate, catching those pearls from her chin, and then showing them to everyone.

He shouted, "Exquisite face, very strong and healthy body, upright chest, low-level wizard apprentice, virgin, and no slave mark—starting bid at 120 magic stones!"

Hearing that the starting bid was magic stones, many gentlemen sighed secretly and retreated.

But some people who were covered very tightly raised their hands with great interest—no wonder this group of slave traders was holding an auction here in the semi-open air; there were many fugitive wizards here!

Many wizards are unwilling to show their faces at auctions, wandering on this street waiting to set sail.

Therefore, this group of slave traders directly bid in front of this port, which can be said to be targeting a specific customer group.

After all, wizards like strange servants and also like to mate with strange things.

Catherine said, "Naga are a sea witch race. Those guys should be from Black Sail. It seems that they just had a fight with the Three-Headed Serpents some time ago and captured many prisoners."

Naga, sea witch... A word flashed in Roland's mind—Naga race.

Secular mercenaries have a very beautiful name for this legendary creature—mermaid. But in fact, mermaids and Naga are not quite the same but are close relatives.

However, many behaviors between the two are very similar. Mermaids also like to attract people with singing and then swallow them alive.

Relatively speaking, Nagas are more civilized.