I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha

Isabella was a typical magic and martial arts dual cultivator. On the path of knighthood, she followed the Southern Church's route—a route that the White Chess Academy also had.

Back when the forbidden area incident occurred, Roland had seen a camp outside the forbidden area, where there were many 'Breakers of Law' from the White Chess school.

They were following this magic and martial arts dual cultivation route.

And in the Eastern Territory, those wizards who could advance quickly at a very young age also paid great attention to cultivating their physical bodies. They had time outside the path of truth to cultivate their bodies.

Roland had heard the concept of 'Silver Body' in the White Chess school.

This concept came from White Chess.

Therefore, the path taken by some of the White Chess high-level members was very similar to Isabella's.

White Chess and the Church had the same origin. If White Chess wizards intentionally cultivated for a period of time, then they could infiltrate the Church as religious heretical tribunal knights, and the Church would not be able to tell!

If these wizards could also deceive the gods and use divine magic like believers, then no one would be able to see through their identities!

The White Chess school knew how to disguise themselves as Holy Knights, while the Old Black Abyss school, or the Old Twilight school, was good at deceiving the gods and disguising themselves as believers.

The Eastern Territory's infiltration of the South had always existed, and in the last twenty years, it had become increasingly intense.

Saladin was now a proper member of the Southern Church, and also a Holy King!

This 'nationality' was personally given by the high-level members of the Holy See.

But everyone was guarding against him.

His good daughter, whose relationship was almost broken, had handed over the entire kingdom to the Church in order to gain the Church's trust.

But the Church still regarded her as an Eastern Territory person who was white on the outside and black on the inside!

Therefore, as the situation between the North and South became increasingly intense, this 'Saintess Isabella', who held military power and had enough meritorious service to enter the core of the Holy See, was gradually marginalized.

She was being sidelined in the Knights Order.

In terms of position, she was ostensibly entrusted with important tasks, but in reality, she was being sent away.

Even if the lackeys were loyal, they would suffer once the two countries went to war.

'Leader of the Saint Vermic Religious Tribunal'—if Isabella could move forward, this would be her ceiling.

And even with this position, she was struggling.

This time she came, the Holy See did draw her a big cake, saying they hoped she could rebuild Vermic's tribunal.

After the matter was completed, the Department of Mysteries could indeed become a tribunal, but she was very unsure whether she would be the director, or even if she was the director, whether she would be sidelined by someone sent from above.

But!

If she could continue to send up a few bottles of Grade Three, or even Grade Two, Elixirs of Immortality from time to time, like the Hydra, then the Holy See would definitely turn a blind eye in the future and let her happily be the 'Queen' in Vermic!

Not to mention anything else, the Elixir of Immortality was also a top-grade advancement potion for advancing and touching the Gate of Truth!

But the Elixir of Immortality was very difficult to refine. Even in the Hydra Group, there were only a handful of people who could refine this kind of potion!

This kind of experience could only be accumulated with quantity, but after a sea monster was caught, how could the entire prey be given to an alchemist to practice with?

Therefore, for many excellent alchemists, if they could 100% refine 1 bottle of Elixir of Immortality from a Tier 2 Sirus prey, that would be a very rare excellent alchemist!

Roland, this kid, just said that he used a Sirus to make 18 bottles?

That's ridiculous!

To put it bluntly, if Roland, this kid, could refine 18 bottles of magic potion from one Sirus, then it would mean that this kid had killed thousands of sea monsters on the sea and exclusively enjoyed all the resources of these thousands of sea monsters!

What did this mean?

This meant that the Hydra Group, for the sake of such a broken alchemist, would spare no expense to specially dispatch a strategic-level magic warship to accompany him alone, wandering around the sea every day—this alchemist would not succeed without wandering around for twenty years!

And during this period, hundreds or thousands of people on the ship would have to revolve around him alone!

So, how could this dog man wait?

At this time, Roland said, "Your Excellency, I dare to tell the truth precisely because I believe that you understand alchemy—you only need to take a look at these 18 bottles of magic potion to know whether they came from a single sea monster."

The reason why Roland deliberately said these things was, on the one hand, to separate Isabella and Jeanne.

On the other hand, he was leaving a way out for himself.

Next, he was going to tie these two people up one by one.

He didn't have much confidence in succeeding.

If something went wrong, he would be dead.

Therefore, Roland threw out his value.

With such great value, not to mention that Roland only planned to tie up Isabella and Jeanne today and not do anything else to them.

Even if he suddenly tied up and hung up his immediate superior and deputy superior for some outrageous reason, they would probably grit their teeth and spare his life.

To put it bluntly, whether Roland was Lorence or not was no longer important.

Isabella looked at Roland with a strange gaze and said, "Where did you hide those magic potions? Show them to me."

Roland said, "Your Excellency, when I entered the hall, I ran into people from the monastery. Fearing that I would be caught by them, I secretly hid half of the valuable things on my body downstairs."

Isabella was stunned and said, "Half of the valuable things?"

Roland confessed truthfully, "Your Excellency, I have killed no less than a thousand sea monsters. Since I have such a good Elixir of Immortality in my hand, I naturally also have the 'Philosopher's Stone'.

In addition, the Hydra's ship is also in my other luggage."

Isabella looked at Roland deeply.

Previously, Isabella made an evaluation of Roland's current wealth—he could buy half of the Summer Palace.

This evaluation was too conservative!

He could buy the entire Summer Palace!

What was the so-called 'Henry XIV's' bedroom in front of this kid?

The value of the artwork in the church in the Snake Ring alone was many times higher than here!

Isabella smiled and said, "Okay, let Jeanne take you to get it."

These words were sour, as if saying, 'I'll let you brag, I'll see if you can get it!'

Miss Jeanne was sleeping over there.

Roland called for a long time before he woke her up.

Isabella didn't seem worried at all about Jeanne's sleepy state. She just asked her sister to wash her face.

Those who have drunk alcohol know that some people who suddenly fall asleep halfway through drinking will be refreshed after resting for a while.

Jeanne had just slept for a while, so she would definitely be refreshed after washing her face.

Could a small Tier 1 Intermediate Wizard turn the world upside down in front of her?

After Roland and Jeanne left, Isabella leaned on the large backrest of the bed and chatted with Diana, who was sitting on the carpet not far away, happily knitting a sweater.

She asked a lot about Roland.

Diana even said what kind of underwear the master was wearing today!

This little traitor had obviously defected.

Unfortunately, what she said was the content of the diary—it wasn't of much use.

Compared to Roland, Isabella's attitude towards Diana was very good. She almost treated her like her own subordinate.

Diana was also very obedient, timid, and did whatever the leader said.

Regardless of Isabella's strange quirks.

Even if Diana was thrown into the church, everyone would treat her with a very friendly attitude.

Because no matter from which angle you looked at it, this shepherdess was a proper believer of the goddess Heraka.

And she was favored by the gods!

Isabella's eyes were very sharp. She could see that Diana was either an angel or a holy child of the goddess Heraka.

Isabella thought to herself, 'Twenty-four years. Roland should have learned how to use divine magic from these nuns, right? Stealing faith is not difficult, especially since he is using the identity of a Holy Knight. He should have no problem going to the monastery.'

After chatting for a while, Isabella felt increasingly sleepy.

She decided to take a nap like Jeanne. She told Diana that if someone knocked on the door later, to wake her up before opening it.

Afterwards, Isabella fell asleep on the pillow.

In her dream, Isabella felt someone tugging at her, secretly crying and calling out to her, but the voice was too small.

Suddenly, Isabella sneezed and gradually woke up.

She opened her eyes in a daze and saw Roland's smiling face.

In his hand was a small bottle—the contents of that bottle emitted a pungent smell that made Isabella sneeze again.

"What are you doing?! Dirty thing, who told you to get so close?!"

Isabella subconsciously stretched out her hand—a crisp sound came from her arm. Isabella was stunned to find that she was being hung in mid-air!

Looking closely, there were many strange things in this large bedroom.

And Isabella was now being hung on a V-shaped frame.

This was a torture device of the Heretical Religious Tribunal.

The Department of Mysteries did not have this kind of thing. This was a sacred object that Isabella had brought specifically from the Holy See.

Even a demigod would find it difficult to escape when locked on it.

Isabella had really prepared a lot for this Department of Mysteries.

She had brought many things like this that were used to imprison heretics and purify mysteries.

The current prison of the Department of Mysteries could not even trap a wizard apprentice!

There were even thieves who would come in to steal things!

These extremely important things are currently being kept safe by Jeanne.

Thinking of this, Isabella suddenly felt someone behind her—it was Jeanne!

The two of them, facing opposite directions, were tied to a V-shaped frame.

Roland said, "Sorry, Miss Isabella, I really didn't want to be this close, especially since Miss Diana always thinks I'm going to do strange things to you. However, the monastery's medicines are really too good. So, I repeatedly tested a dozen kinds of magic potions just now to wake you up."

"Yes, this magic potion is effective. Diana, write down its name. Later, I'll re-prepare a targeted awakening magic potion according to the experiment just now."

Diana, who was beside them, looked at Roland with a displeased expression after hearing this, then looked at Isabella. Then, with a mournful face, she obediently recorded it in her notebook.

This double agent, when Roland carried Jeanne in, she was secretly summoning Isabella, looking very loyal.

Now that Isabella and Jeanne are finished, she is obediently listening to the master again.

It turned out that Roland said he was going to get medicine because he was sure Isabella would let Jeanne go with her.

Things went much smoother than Roland had expected!

The monastery's medicine was really too effective.

He thought he would have to fight Jeanne, but this guy fell asleep on Roland's body while waiting for the elevator.

People who are drunk can indeed become much clearer after resting for a while.

But what they drank was not wine at all!

Isabella and these two guys were fierce enough. Roland was afraid that the effect would not be good, so he put a few days' worth of sleeping pills into the wine.

As a result, these two guys dawdled for so long from downstairs to upstairs before completely falling asleep.

If the two of them had been a little more vigilant today, they would definitely not have capsized to this extent.

But they were really too lacking in vigilance towards Roland, and they also underestimated this guy too much.

It's no wonder, there are very few things in this world that can bring them down.

Not to mention the South, even in the entire Eastern Territory, there is probably only one alchemist who can concoct this kind of magic potion!

At this time, Isabella had already recovered.

She actually asked such a question: "Who gave you this magic potion?"

Roland put away the things and said, "It was a priest. He has been wandering around the Summer Palace with people today. Jeanne saw them. Of course, your stupid sister didn't take my reminder seriously."

Isabella nodded and said with a solemn expression, "It seems I'm right, they are in the monastery. What time did you meet them?"

Roland frowned. He didn't know what this woman was up to, but this woman knew where the senior sister was.

After thinking about it, Roland answered her question. He carefully told Isabella the time of the encounter.

After listening, Isabella nodded deeply. She said, "These time periods are the times when the seriously ill area is let out for air."

"Also, judging from your description just now, the appearance of that priest is the same as that of 'Archbishop Saint Peter', that is, the dean of the monastery. This is impossible."

"The six people you met today are not doctors from the hospital! They are disguised! They ran out in the guise of the dean and the doctors when they were let out for air. No wonder, no wonder this city is so chaotic!"

"These idiots, these lunatics!"

Isabella was furious—she was very, very angry.

Roland was stunned.

It sounded like those six people were all black mages!

They ran out when they were let out for air... The time for the seriously ill area of the monastery to be let out for air each time is very short, so he was not always wandering outside today.

They ran out for a stroll every time they were let out for air!

Isabella continued, "Aren't you concerned about Catherine? I can discuss cooperation."

"After it's done, not only will I keep my promise and let your fiancée go, but I will also give you a second-grade sacred fruit."

"You are about to advance, right?"

Saying that, Isabella smiled: "Of course, both the person and the thing will be given to you. But you have to stay."

Roland was a little unhappy. This woman was clearly tied up by him, but she took the initiative. Or rather, she thought she still had the initiative.

Roland smiled and flipped through the information in his hand.

That was Isabella's personal information.

Roland said, "Dear 'Madam Gawain', Sir Lawrence is a son-in-law who married into the family, just like you, taking your father's surname 'Gawain'.

All along, he has been at your disposal. Obedient like a dog."

Isabella, Jeanne, and Lawrence's family all share the surname Gawain.

Saladin's other identity 'Gawain' is a surname.

Everyone likes to call Roland 'Roland' because he didn't know his surname when he was a child. If it were more formal, he should be called 'Aleyeh', 'Von der Leyen', or something like that.

He is now calling Isabella 'Madam Gawain' with some intention of showing his cards.

Saying that, Roland put down the information in his hand. He said, "I don't know why you are convinced that I am Roland. But since you have regarded me as Roland, then after falling into my hands, I won't be like Lawrence and talk to you about anything. You should be prepared."

Isabella chuckled softly.

She said, "What's the difference between being Catherine's dog and being my dog?

"The Eastern Territory is going to be finished. Only by following us can there be a way out."

"Of course, I guess that in your heart, the future victory must belong to the Eastern Territory—but I suggest you leave a way out for yourself."

"Doesn't your school want you to stay in the South?

"Even infiltrate the Heresy Inquisition."

"The Heresy Inquisition is not so easy to infiltrate. The Papal 'Grand Inquisitor' is not an ordinary person. It is impossible for you to infiltrate the Papal Heresy Inquisition."

"But you can infiltrate Saint Wilmik's future Heresy Inquisition."

"I can even give you a position. Of course, with your current strength, don't even think about a too high position. But a 'Section Chief' is still no problem."

"But you will have all the permissions of a real Section Chief."

"Follow me, and the future will also be limitless."

"Here with me, you can safely go to every corner of the South as a Tribunal Knight, freely. Even enter the Papacy!"

"You can even freely reveal the secrets you see and hear to the North."

"Of course, similarly, you have to reveal the equivalent secrets of the North to me."

"I promise to help you advance, and in the future, once the North is defeated, you and your relatives and friends will all have a way out—I think my father has already promised this."

"You know, I won't kill you."

Saying that, Isabella narrowed her eyes and said with heavy killing intent: "But I will never let you go, and I will never let you cooperate with others."

Diana, who was quietly knitting a sweater again, couldn't help but cautiously raised her head.

To be honest, if the person tied up in front of her wasn't Isabella, she would have thought that Roland was the one tied up!

Seeing Roland fall into deep thought, Isabella said with a smile that wasn't a smile: "My dear husband, what are you still hesitating about?

"Do you think the future of the Eastern Territory is better than that of the South?

"Or do you have to be Catherine's dog?

"Or... do you think I'm not as good as Catherine?"

This was truly blatant coercion and temptation.

Power and sex were all given—what Isabella meant by the last sentence was already very clear.

Roland took a deep look at Isabella and said, "Madam Gawain, what do you think Sir Lawrence would think if he heard you say this?"

Mentioning Lawrence, Isabella's face suddenly turned ice-cold. She said, "Don't mention him to me!"

Roland's expression became strange.

After a pause, Isabella's expression softened a bit, and she said meaningfully to Roland: "I hate him, but you are different. I need Lawrence's identity, and you can perfectly play him."

Saying that, Isabella looked Roland up and down with ambiguous eyes, and she said: "Your conditions are much better than his, the high ones are high, and the big ones are big."

Roland suddenly said, "So, Madam Gawain, are you planning to use me to retaliate against your husband?"