I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha

So, Roland really did have a bit of a ‘split personality’ – a typical aftereffect of a mysterious wizard.

As for ‘mania’… most pathological serial killers have a touch of it.

Judging from his behavior, there were two main points.

One was an excessive bloodlust!

The other was suddenly ‘Hahahaha!’ or ‘I understand! I understand!’ while gesticulating wildly and shouting hysterically!

Or ‘Shut up! You’re a leech!’

And then reaching out and ‘I’ll show you who’s boss – Avada Kedavra!’

This guy looked like a normal person, but looking at the doctor's orders, his Medusa teacher was right, Roland’s illness was no ordinary one.

As a wizard, reason and calm are very important.

But Black Abyss wizards often have a bit of ‘mania’.

And Roland, judging from the way he acts when he's having a fit, wasn't just a little ‘manic’.

If this illness could be cured, Roland could control his emotions a bit better when he has his fits in the future. He wouldn't lose SAN points like crazy whenever he encountered something ‘enlightening’!

At this time, Roland's psychiatric roommate ‘Johnson’ also came back.

He saw Roland taking medicine and chuckled, saying, “Don’t rush to eat it, you’ll have plenty to eat later.”

Saying that, Johnson took out a small cloth bag and spat a pile of pills into it.

Roland couldn't help but frown, he couldn't help but say, "These medicines are quite good, why did you spit them out?"

Johnson said, “Good medicine? They’re trying to harm you! You, you, you’re too naive, the whole city wants to harm me!”

Roland rolled his eyes fiercely, too lazy to pay attention to this madman.

Seeing that Roland ignored him, Johnson suddenly leaned over: "Do you know…"

Saying that, he looked at the door and window in horror, and said, "There are one million two hundred and thirty-five thousand six hundred and eighty more people in our hospital?"

Roland only cared about reading the instructions, pretending not to hear.

Johnson suddenly showed an extremely terrified expression: "They, they're coming!"

At this moment, the door slammed open and several people rushed in.

There were a total of six people.

The leader was ‘Miss Florence’.

This was a group of tall and strong nuns.

The leader was ‘Miss Florence’.

After the six people came in, without saying a word, they began to rummage around for things – corners of windows, cabinets, etc. Inside the flower pots, inside the soil, inside the radiator, and even inside the ceiling fan, every corner was checked.

And Miss Florence directly led people to Johnson's front.

With a snap, Miss Florence snapped her fingers, and then Johnson froze there.

Miss Florence pried open his mouth and said, "Stick out your tongue, left, right, and up."

After checking, everyone searched Johnson's body again.

At this time, those who were rummaging through boxes and cabinets were also finished, and came over and said: "Didn't find it."

Miss Florence nodded in satisfaction and said, "Not bad, all 13 kinds of medicine just now were taken on time."

She reached out and took seven or eight kinds of medicine, and then poured them into Johnson's mouth.

After pouring, she took out a bottle of cold boiled water, poured it into Johnson's mouth, then closed his jaw and turned it several times.

After that, these guys checked Johnson's mouth again before letting go of this poor old bishop.

Johnson rubbed his hands obsequiously and said with a smile: "'Briana', are you on duty today? I have been taking medicine on time, I follow the doctor's orders... When can I be discharged?"

Roland, who was standing aside, couldn't help but be slightly stunned when he heard this.

Briana? Her name is clearly Florence – the nun doesn't have a surname! She's called Florence.

Miss Florence seemed to accept this name, she sighed with compassion and said, "You still have many illnesses that have not been cured."

Saying that, she looked at a strong nurse beside her.

The nurse flipped through the book in her hand and said, "Judging from today's reaction, 'Speaking at Any Time Disease' and 'Always Rubbing Hands Disease' have relapsed. Continued compulsory treatment is still needed."

Johnson's face suddenly froze there.

Miss Florence sighed: "Take your medicine on time."

Roland was dumbfounded listening from the side.

At this time, the six people had slowly turned their heads and looked at Roland.

Roland's face stiffened slightly.

He pondered for half a second, picked up the instruction manual, and said, "I am taking it."

Miss Florence frowned and walked over, checking the medicine on Roland's bed, and said, "These medicines are not right."

Roland didn't say anything, he picked up the doctor's order written by Florence herself and handed it to Florence.

After Florence finished reading the doctor's orders, she showed an extremely strange expression.

Roland asked: "Ms. Florence... Are you called Florence?"

Florence said: "Mr. Lawrence, you should call me Mother Florence."

Roland nodded and said, "Okay, Briana – this diagnosis was also written by you, right?"

Saying that, Roland picked up the diagnosis written by Dean 'Williams' and handed it to the nun.

The nun took it and looked at it, and then said somewhat helplessly: "Mr. Lawrence, your amnesia is getting more and more serious. This was written by Williams."

Roland looked at the lady in front of him and suddenly said this: "You have amnesia, Theresa. This diagnosis was clearly written by you."

Saying that, Roland took out another new doctor's order: "And this diagnosis was written by you – Lord Williams."

The nun was suddenly stunned in place.

Suddenly, she seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer, her body swayed slightly, her face turned pale, and she covered her head and was about to fall.

Everyone was shocked when they saw that the nun was about to fall. They hurriedly came over to ask the nun what was wrong.

The nun didn't answer, she just covered her head, grabbed her hair and muttered to herself.

Everyone was anxious. Just then, they heard Roland say to one of them: "How many points does she have now?"

The strong nurse hurriedly flipped through the book in her hand and said慌张地说道: "This is Theresa's first time showing symptoms of mental illness, but the situation is a bit serious... It's 37 points now."

Before she finished speaking, Roland suddenly reached out to interrupt: "What did you call her just now?"

The nurse was slightly stunned, she flipped through the things in her hand and said, wiping away cold sweat: "Sorry, it's Williams."

Roland frowned and said: "Wrong! Her name is clearly Maria! Last night, when writing the will, Maria handed the paper and pen to Theresa!"

This time, the second nurse was also confused.

Roland looked at the third person and asked: "How many points do the two of them have now?"

The man said seriously: "Sir, you are a patient, you have no right to command us. Also, I am not a registrar, I am a caregiver and have no responsibility to record."

Roland nodded and said: "Okay, fulfill your duties as caregivers, take them to find someone who can make decisions."

The tone of this instruction made the other four people a little unhappy. But the head nurse, doctor, and registrar now have problems. They cannot judge the condition or make decisions.

The remaining four people were just caregivers and could only take people to find someone who could make decisions. They took a deep look at Roland and took the two sick ladies away.

Roland wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

Old Johnson was stunned, he couldn't help but nod, looked Roland up and down for a long time, and said: "Boy, you're quite skilled. It's actually a logical lock from the Black Abyss... Tsk tsk tsk, we've tried this trick, but it's never been so effective. How did you see it?"

Roland's pupils suddenly shrank, ‘Logic Lock’, also known as ‘Logic Maze’, is a typical Eastern Territory magical term.

It is a basic subject, and many magics are based on the research of this subject.

The application of logic locks is very wide, and spell locks are a typical application.

It is also widely used in demon contracts, undead enslavement, mental control, and illusion.

This thing is impossible to guard against.

Because it has an effect on all living things that have thoughts.

There are many wizarding schools that are proficient in this way, but only White Chess and Black Abyss play it the best.

In White Chess, some great scholars can even disrupt a creature's thinking and cognition by means of mental suggestion, without using any magic power, just by using language, props, etc.

And in the Black Abyss, Black Abyss wizards can use it to deal with mysterious creatures – especially creatures that strictly follow the rules, they are most vulnerable to this!

For example, ‘Medusa’.

When Roland first entered the academy, Wallace gave him a ‘Black Abyss School Rules’, one of which was a ‘questionnaire’ to deal with Medusa, which was a logical lock!

The Medusa’s questions have no standard answer, so no matter what the answer is, she can use logic to prove that it is right or wrong.

So as long as you encounter it, no matter what magic you use, you can't escape, you are doomed!

But Medusa was a harmless security captain in the old Black Abyss era.

Because the wizards of the old Black Abyss era all understood logic locks.

They can set logical traps for Medusa through answering questions, so that she can no longer ask questions and must choose an answer that is beneficial to the questioner.

Roland saw through the thinking logic of these six people at a glance, so old Johnson concluded that he must be a pure Black Abyss wizard who was crazy.

Because only those Black Abyss Wizards who are completely insane can understand the thinking logic of mysterious creatures!

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Only those Black Abyss Wizards who deal with things like Medusa people all day long can use the mysterious creatures' own logical rules to create logic locks to deal with them!

After all, these guys have been specially trained by Medusa people since they were apprentices. If they don't learn well, they will be finished when they encounter Medusa people!

Therefore, old Johnson believed that Roland was a Black Abyss Wizard.

Faced with old Johnson's question, Roland pretended to be calm and said, "I don't understand what you are talking about. These days, our Department of Mysteries always encounters these strange things. This time, we are here to deal with them, sir. Which parish are you from? Have you had any contact with these guys before?"

Hearing Roland's words, old Johnson smiled coldly, knowing that he was deliberately changing the subject.

He determined that Roland was definitely a pure Black Abyss Wizard.

Moreover, he is definitely the tower master of the Black Abyss.

Ordinary Black Abyss Wizards can't play with these six things.

You must know that Medusa is a kind of creature with 'clear logical thinking' — or rather, it is not so mentally ill!

Therefore, the Black Abyss people have thoroughly studied it. Apprentices memorize it by rote and copy the answer.

But who the hell knows what these six lunatics are thinking all day long?!

Therefore, old Johnson was dumbfounded when he saw that Roland understood the thinking of these lunatics at once.

Being able to understand the thinking of a group of lunatics and being able to chat with them means that this kid is sicker than the people in this hospital!

Old Johnson said a little irritably: "Don't change the subject."

Then, Johnson leaned over again with a flattering look and said: "Don't worry, you can tell me. I'll tell you quietly, I'm actually a Black Wizard too!"

Roland said blankly: "Oh, I can see that—but I'm not."

This time, old Johnson got a little angry. He said: "You brat, don't pretend with me! I haven't settled the score with you for replacing my water yet! Tell me, how did you see that 'they are them'?"

This question really stumped Roland.

Because this is equivalent to asking a person with four-color vision how they can see so many colors—others see black as black, but people like Roland see black as colorful!

If you want to ask Roland about the logic behind it, Roland can indeed explain it.

Just like explaining the logic of 3 and 4 to senior sister before—Roland can describe that indescribable thing.

But the key is that even if he says it, others won't understand!

Only people like 'Leonard' and 'Diana' can understand!

Therefore, it is normal if you don't understand, but whoever understands it is a Cthulhu!

In other words, only Cthulhu can say this kind of logic!

If Roland talks about this kind of thing in the Holy Spirit Hospital, isn't that clearly telling people that I am Cthulhu?

After finishing this, he will face two situations.

Either he will be arrested by the bishops and BBQed on the sacred fire.

Or he will be caught by the Black Wizards hidden here and sliced for research.

Therefore, when Johnson asked him this question, Roland deliberately looked at Johnson with a strange look: "What do you mean 'they are them'? You should take your medicine."

As soon as these words came out, Johnson was slightly stunned.

Then he quickly put his hand to his mouth and spat out a pile of things.

Then, as if by magic, he took out a palm-sized silk cloth and wrapped the things he spat out in it.

Roland took a deep look at old Johnson.

When old Johnson came back after entering the door before, he spat a pile of medicine into the small cloth bag.

As a result, when the six people rushed in to check, they did not find this palm-sized small cloth bag.

The 'spiritual power' of the priests is often very strong, but their 'insight' is far from comparable to that of the wizards.

As a wizard, Roland has far surpassed the priests' 'insight', so he witnessed the whole process—, when Johnson was being checked by everyone, the small piece of cloth jumped back and forth on his palm, the back of his hand, his body, and even his shoes.

The six people checked repeatedly for so long, but Johnson tricked them right under their noses!

During the whole process, old Johnson did not use any magic, all manual operations.

Roland only knows two kinds of people who can play these tricks so well.

One is the wizard of the 'White Chess School' — of course, those Black Abyss wizards who have specially studied White Chess magic also understand it.

The other is the monk of the 'Holy Chant Order' — these white wizards are the best at playing tricks. They are also the best at using logic locks to deal with demons.

There is not a trace of magic on this old bishop, only pure divine power. And he also knows the logic lock, so he must be a high-level member of the 'Holy Chant Order'.

After spitting out those medicines, old Johnson cursed: "Hmph, Briana, if you want to fight with me, you have to study for another two hundred years!"

Roland frowned. He had heard old Johnson call 'Head Nurse Florence' Briana before.

It was also old Johnson's words that gave Roland an idea.

This idea is that those six people can be many people.

Roland asked: "Mr. Johnson, who is Briana?"

Old Johnson snorted and said, "A burnt fox."

Roland frowned. The old man's words were incoherent, and he couldn't understand it.

Johnson's mental state is indeed a bit problematic, and he probably won't get better if he doesn't take medicine.

He seemed to have forgotten the question he wanted to ask Roland just now, and leaned leisurely on the bed, reading the newspaper.

That was yesterday's newspaper, and old Johnson had just finished reading half of it before.

After looking at it twice, he cursed in a low voice, then turned to the other side and read it with relish.

Roland glanced at the newspaper facing him, which had a headline news.

The general content is that the vice president of the Holy Chant Order, 'Erwin Johnson', has worsened and will not be able to be discharged from the hospital this year. The Order has held a new election, and someone will replace him in the Order.

Erwin Johnson. Roland remembered who his roommate was!

Roland had seen a photo of this person in a newspaper in the Three-Headed Snake's study!

This is a… This is a quasi-cardinal archbishop!

A famous purple archbishop! A big shot from another holy city!

He is a peak second-order powerhouse!

He made great contributions in a previous battle against Cthulhu. In addition, he is a direct descendant of the Pope, so he can be said to have status, strength, and merit.

He should have entered the Secretarial Hub Group as a cardinal long ago. But he suffered from epileptic psychosis in that war.

The time was more than ten years ago.

This matter was quite sensational. So it was on the newspaper.

After reading the newspaper, Bishop Johnson next to him was bored. He found that Roland was standing on the balcony fiddling with the pots of flowers, so he leaned to Roland's side again: "How did you see it?"

Roland was busy watering the flowers and ignored him.

The old bishop went around to the other side of Roland and asked again: "I think you kid has a lot of magical talent, do you want to learn magic from me?"

Roland picked up the watering can and started watering the flowers.

The old bishop looked around, found that there was no one else, and said to Roland mysteriously: "I'll tell you quietly, I'm actually one of the founders of the Black Abyss Academy!

Have you heard of the first dean of the Alexandra Black Abyss Arcane Academy, 'Erwin Johnson'?

I have taught two Star Wizards!"

Roland raised his eyelids, glanced at the old man, and said: "I have long admired your name."

What are you talking about? The first dean is 'Igg'!