I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha

Old White led Roland to the backyard, and they chatted as they walked.

The gatekeeper was also called John.

In this place, his position should actually be called 'Gatekeeper'.

If you use more professional terms from the Arbitration Knights, it would be 'Watchdog' – it is indeed vulgar, but it's not a derogatory term.

Everyone in the Heresy Tribunal is a dog.

Arbitration Knights are hounds, logistics and assistants are house dogs. Watchdogs belong to house dogs. They are both assistants and logistics.

The watchdogs of the Heretical Mystery Department are very important. There are many watchdogs outside performing tasks. Their main job is to provide early warning and collect intelligence.

In the eyes of various gangs, these watchdogs are black-hearted mystery police who are not easy to mess with. The watchdogs often make the gangs serve them and provide various clues.

If there is any abnormal mystery in the city, or if a black wizard's 'work' is discovered, the watchdogs are the first to know.

They will judge the level of danger, and then choose whether to investigate it themselves first, or report it immediately.

What Roland did in that alley today was obviously a black wizard's 'work'.

Old John used to be an elite frontline member, a person who experienced the glorious era of the Vermick Heresy Mystery Department. He handled many similar cases. He knew everything about how to discover black wizards.

Although he is old now and has retired, becoming a gate-keeping watchdog without quality or vigilance, his experience is very rich.

Roland listened to his methods of discovering the black wizard's 'work', and cold sweat streamed down his face.

Within three days, if a watchdog passed through that alley, they would be able to discover that a black wizard had done something.

If this watchdog has professional qualities, he can follow the clues from that gang to find out about the Faceless Man, and know who the three dead gang members sent the things to.

Roland secretly prayed: 'I hope there are no more hardworking people in the Heresy Mystery Department.'

There is indeed a shortage of people here now. The entire Mystery Department has now become a leisurely department for retirement.

During its glorious period, this Mystery Department was not called the Mystery Department, but the 'Tribunal', an important branch of the Papal Tribunal!

The dogs in the city, including the watchdogs who usually stroll on the street, number nearly two thousand!

This is a very terrifying number! It is much more than the number of police in the city!

This means that there are people and informants from the Tribunal everywhere in the city!

Who is having an affair with whom in the city hall, what kind of underwear they are wearing. Which nun in the monastery is having an affair with a patient, which priest is playing with little boys, what words were said during the process, the Tribunal knows everything clearly!

They will even take care of it!

After all, there are not so many heretics to deal with. If there are not so many real heretics, where does the profit come from?

For the common people, the city has become safer, the masters have become kind, and they have become conscientious.

But for the rich and powerful masters, it is too terrifying.

Even the Archbishop of St. Vermick Cathedral and the Holy Knights are afraid.

It can be said that in the entire city, anyone with a little status lives in the terrifying shadow of the Tribunal.

But such a terrifying Tribunal naturally could not exist for long.

Since the Archbishop of St. Vermick Cathedral was replaced more than ten years ago, the Tribunal in the city has been weakened again and again.

That Archbishop is an amazing guy. And a bit perverted.

He is both the Archbishop and the Dean of the St. Vermick Mental Hospital.

The once glorious St. Vermick Tribunal was labeled with a big hat of 'being contaminated by epilepsy', so many, many people from the Tribunal were arrested and sent to the St. Vermick Mental Hospital!

The lifespan of Southerners is not as long as that of Eastern Border Wizards. In more than ten years, these elites either died of old age in the hospital, retired, or retired early – after being discharged, they were all mentally disturbed.

In more than ten years, the Tribunal has been weakened again and again.

Now, the former Tribunal has become the 'Mystery Department', and its location has also moved from the St. Vermick District to this broken place.

Now, there are a total of three hundred people in the entire department, more than half of whom are members of the Medical Knights brought by Lady Isabella.

Their strength is very strong, but they don't understand the business. Handling cases depends on old dogs like Old John.

And these old dogs have had their teeth broken by that Archbishop.

So, a super department with more than two thousand people has become a retirement home with more than one hundred people. If Isabella hadn't brought those two hundred knights over, everyone would usually just drink coffee and read the newspaper.

Tulips have been planted in the backyard – quite leisurely and elegant.

Hearing this, Roland breathed a sigh of relief.

Now, there are not many watchdogs in the entire Mystery Department, and everyone up and down is dealing with Isabella's rectification. So, the bad things I did outside today should not be noticed.

But I have to be more careful when doing bad things in the future.

Because that Archbishop, the Dean of the Mental Hospital, likes to arrest people even more than the previous Tribunal!

The masters in the city now miss the era of the Tribunal very much. After all, the people of the Tribunal were just greedy for money. As long as everyone's identity was clear, they could come out with a little money.

The common people miss that era even more, because the Arbitration Knights only scammed the rich!

But the Dean is different. He doesn't care about money or power.

It seems that he arrests people just for fun!

The big shots in the city have secretly reported that Archbishop to the Papacy countless times.

The Papacy has also sent people to investigate many times. But the result of the investigation is that the people who were arrested are all mentally ill!

He didn't arrest the wrong people!

The Archbishop has no stains on his body!

He is incorruptible to the extreme!

He usually lives like an ascetic, putting all his energy into the patients.

Black wizards like Roland are, in his eyes, mental illnesses that must be given priority treatment!

So, Roland not only has to be careful when doing bad things in the future, but also has to try to avoid people from the Mental Hospital when he encounters them.

It is said that when Lady Isabella went to visit the hospital today, she had a fight with that Archbishop.

The two of them were arguing in the office, but the people outside could hear them.

The Archbishop seems to be Isabella's uncle. I don't know what their relationship was like before, but now the two of them are a bit like fire and water.

It's no wonder that the big shots in St. Vermick invited Isabella over to deal with the Archbishop. The Papacy also hopes that Isabella can check and balance that Archbishop, who has been going a bit too far recently.

If Isabella hadn't gone to visit him today, the Mayor would have been locked up!

He was arrested a few days ago, and the diagnosis report was written!

It's really outrageous.

Now, the hope of the entire city is pinned on Isabella – she was indeed exiled here, but she is the hope of this city.

Of course, the Dean is now also fully targeting the Mystery Department – his niece is too ignorant, and this department is too obstructive!

Old John pointed to several buildings nearby and said, "The one we just walked out of is mainly used for court hearings."

The Mystery Department is small, but it has all the necessary organs. There are laboratories, interrogation rooms, cells, courtrooms, and administrative offices.

There is even a stable.

It has three buildings, distributed in an F shape. The middle building is a bit slanted outwards, so this F is not very regular.

The one Roland walked out of is the building on the very edge. Trials and hearings are all held in this building.

The court of the Mystery Department is a secret court. Only senators, mayors, bishops, and other officials, as well as the parties and witnesses, can enter during the trial.

Although Old John's position is very small, he looks like a security guard. But no matter who comes in, they have to be checked by him. Various things that can record things cannot be brought in.

As an old watchdog, Old John has several specialties. If he sets his sights on someone, nothing can be hidden.

However, Roland is not here to attend the trial. Even if he will listen in the future, Old John will not care, because he is one of us.

Old John pointed to another building on the side and said, "That is the Red Building – everyone calls our three buildings here the Red Building, but that is actually the Red Building."

The Red Building also has six floors! It is considered very tall.

The hundred or so people inside are all serious Arbitration Knights.

Arresting people, handling cases, inspecting, detaining, interrogating under torture, and even forensic doctors and laboratories are all in this building!

Below these six floors, there are also two basements.

One is for holding people. That prison is very small, and several people are locked up at once. People can't stand up straight inside, and they usually have to squat.

The other basement is a morgue.

Those who stay in the trial building are people like judges.

The Red Building is for inspectors and heretical mystery police!

These Arbitration Knights usually wear red robes when they go out to do business.

If they go to any government department, the big shots will shiver when they see the red robes on their bodies!

The South is a place that pays great attention to evidence. The style of White Chess is inherited from the South.

But the Heresy Arbitration Knights are a special case. They don't need evidence, suspicion is enough!

If you say you are a heretic, you are a heretic!

If you are not, you are!

As for the evidence, after going through a round of procedures, there will be evidence!

They are the Papacy's sharp sword, the Church's loyal cruel officials, and a pure violent organ.

Old John pointed to the slightly crooked building in the backyard and said, "This is our main building, the primary building."

Roland blinked, suddenly realizing that the slightly crooked building was actually the one with the most correct position.

Because it was the only one facing north.

It faced the same direction as the main building of the City Hall.

So the other two buildings were the secondary buildings.

However, because the Hall of Judgment faced the square, it was often mistaken as the main building.

In addition, the real main building was separated from a small courtyard by a small street with little traffic—the apartments across the street were mostly occupied by Adjudicator Knights and Mystery Police who worked here.

So ordinary people were unwilling to loiter around such government offices.

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The Hall of Judgment was different, facing the square with a lot of foot traffic, so it was always mistakenly regarded as the main building.

The real main building is the one in the 'backyard'. Administration, office, and logistics are all here.

But to be honest, placing the administrative building in this location clearly prevents people from entering randomly.

This department is indeed very special. People occasionally come to the Hall of Judgment to observe trials, but only prisoners enter the Red Building. The confidential nature of the administrative office building is quite high. Outsiders are not allowed in, and even the mayor must first send a letter of explanation.

There are relatively fewer people in this building. The offices are larger, and there are also a small number of dormitories. It is said that Isabella has brought all her luggage and plans to live in this building recently.

It seems that Miss Isabella is a workaholic.

She is planning to build another building. The Department of Mysteries needs a small chapel and a small monastery so that those ascetics who are unwilling to buy property in the city or live in apartments have a place to stay, instead of sleeping in the duty room every day.

So, this small monastery is equivalent to a dormitory and training ground.

Originally, the Monastery of St. Wilmick's Cathedral had reserved a place for everyone. But everyone obviously wouldn't live there.

Otherwise, with the style of that Archbishop, everyone would receive a diagnosis and be sent to a mental hospital for forced treatment within a few months.

Soon, Roland followed John into the administrative building.

Some people were walking out in the corridor. It was already 4:30, time to get off work.

Although the new leader took office today, no overtime was required except for some special personnel upstairs.

For people in other buildings, there are no fixed hours for going to and from work. They have to work around the clock when there is work to be done.

People in the administrative building generally leave work on time, but everyone takes the stairs.

Many people greeted Old John. This somewhat snobbish and arrogant guy is actually quite respected.

After retiring from the front line, he was originally going to retire early, but the original director strongly prevented him from leaving and arranged a leisurely job for him.

Today, the new director took office, and everyone was lectured by her people. Only Old John and a few other veterans received praise.

Her preparations were indeed well done, even shaving her head.

The sunlight is better here, and the decoration is much brighter. In comparison, the other two buildings seem a bit gloomy. I wonder how many innocent souls were killed by these church minions.

Old John told Roland that the previous big shots were originally planning to find a few Herrakah priests to perform a requiem. As a result, when Lady Isabella came, she flew into a rage when she heard about it.

This is the Department of Mysteries!

If this place is haunted, why are you asking others to perform a ritual?

What are you guys doing?

Roland was also speechless after hearing this.

It seems that there are a lot of idlers in the Department of Mysteries, but this is a good thing. Otherwise, it would be difficult for me to blend in. After all, I am a black wizard. If everyone here is elite, my disguise will be exposed sooner or later.

There is an elevator in the building, a kind of iron-grille elevator that looks more refined than the one in the Hall of Judgment.

While waiting for the elevator, Old John told Roland that there have been many mysterious events in Quasi-Holy City recently, which are very strange. Especially these days, even the 'St. Wilmick Mental Hospital' has had problems.

When visiting during the day, the Archbishop also asked the people from the Department of Mysteries to take a look.

Roland asked, "Why not find the priests of Herrakah?"

John said, "It's different from our side. Our side is haunted. Not only is that side haunted, but there are also traces of black wizard activity. The clerics in the monastery can't handle such complicated matters. We have to deal with black wizards. Our people understand how to infiltrate their group."

As he said that, Old John sneered a few times, as if he had regained his old feeling.

He looked Roland up and down, then suddenly stroked his chin and said, "You little guy, you do look like a black wizard."

Roland coughed and hurriedly said, "Brother John, don't joke around. How can there be a tall black wizard like me?"

John laughed and said, "You don't understand this. Hmm, you look so much like one. Let me tell you, when looking at black wizards, don't look at the appearance, look at the hands, look at the calluses on the index finger and thumb. Especially those left-handers.

According to my experience, right-handers may still be white wizards of the Holy Hymn Society.

But if they are left-handed, they are likely to be black wizards!"

This logic is really nonsense.

But Roland was breaking out in a cold sweat.

He is a left-hander!

Among the people he knows, those who are good at black magic are all left-handed!

Senior Sister is also a left-hander!

Damn it!

It's clearly nonsense experience, how can it be so accurate?!

"In addition, people who cast spells often... hiss, wait a minute."

John suddenly frowned, took two steps back, and looked at Roland.

Roland tensed up.

Damn it!

I knew I shouldn't have entered this Heretic Inquisition!

I just entered the door, and before I saw any elite monsters, I was caught by the security guard at the door!

What's worse is that I don't even know where I was exposed!

I can't stay in this damn place, not even for a minute!

Just as Roland was about to run away, the elevator suddenly stopped on the first floor with a creak.

A tall and beautiful lady walked out.

The three looked at each other and couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

This lady looked like she was planning to leave work early, dressed very fashionably.

A beautiful blue bonnet—the kind of ladies' bonnet worn at an angle, with two strings of small pearls on it.

A half veil, a striped velvet high-gloss shirt, and a small cape made of soft fur. It had a very luxurious texture.

The stripes on the inner velvet shirt were gold, orange, and blue. Because the stripes were V-shaped, the combination with the coat visually showed a perfect full chest and narrow waist contour.

What a slender-waisted little bee! So charming!

The blue clothes matched her pair of azure blue eyes very well.

The only thing that was a bit criticized was that this outfit was more suitable for a petite lady. But her height was a bit too tall.

This outfit reminded Roland of the heroine in an Italian movie.

However, although Miss Jenna had a nearly perfect golden ratio in her figure, like a demigod descended from mythology, in the eyes of others, her height looked a bit like an Eight-Foot Lady.

Old John on the side couldn't help but sigh secretly: 'Miss Jenna only looks like a woman when she stands in front of young brother Lawrence.'

Even wearing ankle boots, Jenna was still half a head shorter than Roland. In comparison, Roland looked more like the majestic height of a demigod in mythology.

Miss Jenna seemed to be planning to go shopping...or to find someone on the street.

Because after Old John respectfully saluted, he said: "Madam, you don't have to look for it anymore, the person you are looking for is here."

As he said that, Old John patted Roland on the back, his expression as if to say 'Boy, your chance to become a full member has come'.

Old John meant 'You were just worried about finding an undercover agent today, and now a suitable one has come, you don't need to look for one outside'.

But Roland didn't understand and thought that Miss Isabella had come downstairs to find him because he and Old John hadn't gone upstairs for a long time—he thought this was Isabella!

Miss Jenna hummed, she looked at Roland and narrowed her eyes slightly.

Roland's scalp tingled.

(PS: I was corrupted today, I played games for a while, today 5K please take a short leave)