I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Olivia's mood had improved considerably by this time, and she spoke with Joan for a while in a very considerate manner—she actually wanted to continue chatting for a bit longer, but Roland interrupted her quite inappropriately.

"Oh my! These pumpkins were brought from the East?"

Helena glanced at Olivia, whose face had darkened slightly, and nodded to Roland with a forced smile.

"Bread? Oh, that's great! I don't really like noodles, but it's better than what's here by the river. Those 'sleepless fruits' taste like sweet potatoes, and the bread and noodles made from them taste so weird, I'm about to throw up."

Roland grumbled as he sat down next to Helena with a creak: "Hey, it's not that sweet potatoes are bad. After all, I didn't eat many meals by the river. It's just that the noodles and vegetables in Vermik aren't very good!"
Southern dishes are too bland; the soups are practically water. The riverside soil is very salty, but the food there is unpalatable.

Roland went on and on, venting his frustrations and ruining Olivia's good mood.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and sat down next to Joan.

A question involuntarily surfaced in her mind—she found this guy annoying just looking at him; what if she saw him every day from now on?
To be honest, she and Roland used to get along quite well when they were students—they had a lot to talk about academically (and sometimes crazy).

But once she settled into this everyday life, she began to find Roland increasingly annoying.

Olivia knew it was her own 'dream' at work. But seeing Roland still left her feeling like she'd swallowed a fly.

Moreover, this man's personality is so unlikable. He looks like the kind of person who grew up in the countryside and never received a formal aristocratic education.

They speak in such a rustic way. Aside from country folk, who would use such colloquial terms as "Niangniang" to address an elegant goddess?
Moreover, he was extremely crude. He seemed to know a little etiquette, but that was about it. He had none of the elegance of a wizard; instead, he resembled a mercenary from a tavern.

While Olivia was annoyed, Roland had already started eating.

In fact, Roland was also seeing Olivia staring at him with a dark expression. But he couldn't understand why this guy had suddenly gone crazy again.

Roland was also hungry. He ignored Olivia and complained to Helena while tearing off a piece of lamb chop—there was a knife next to him, and his hands had just been turning the pages of a book and he hadn't washed them.

This scene made Olivia frown again.

She was already a bit of a germaphobe, and now she had completely lost her appetite. So she ignored Roland and started chatting with Joan, smiling.

The church delegation did not have a cook; the cooks on the carriage were arranged by the wizards. The food suited Roland's taste perfectly.

So Roland ate his fill, but the three ladies barely touched their food.

Helena was too perceptive, Olivia was staring at Joan with a constant smile, and Joan, who was eating, was now feeling a little uneasy under her gaze.

Olivia frowned, seemingly annoyed by Roland's loud slurping of soup, feeling that his presence was ruining the atmosphere.

En Heracles is also an eyesore.

After thinking for a moment, Olivia coughed lightly twice, intending to explain something. But Roland, completely oblivious, glanced at Olivia and then ladled out some cream of mushroom soup with a spoon.

Roland didn't put down his large spoon until Joan kicked him under the table, and Helena kicked him again from below. He rolled his eyes impatiently.

"explain."

Roland picked up a steaming piece of white bread, tore it into the soup bowl, and added to Olivia, "Please speak."

Olivia stared at Roland without saying a word until he rolled his eyes and stopped what he was doing, at which point she finally spoke.

His words left Roland and the other two speechless.

“Roland, you know that we are engaged. This was agreed upon after the truce between the ‘Old Heaven’ and the ‘New Heaven’. Although a new agreement has been made since then, I have decided to honor it.”

The first sentence was alright, but after Roland and the others paused for a moment, they understood it.

Roland had anticipated the engagement. But Olivia's talk of the Old Paradise and the New Heaven sounded like madness, and he couldn't quite understand it.

Roland couldn't help but ask, "What do you mean by 'Old Paradise'?"

"you do not need to know."

Olivia said, "Just tell me if you'd like to marry me."

"I don't want to."

Olivia's face darkened slightly: "."

Helena and Joan kicked Roland hard under the table again—"If you don't want to, how can you be a traitor! You're going to marry whoever you want, of course you should choose the daughter of the sun god, that way things will be easier later!"
Roland coughed and said, "However, agreements are something that must be honored."

Roland knew, of course, that he had to marry someone; he was just a little annoyed.

Moreover, he was speaking from the heart. If he had a choice, he really wouldn't want to spend his future with someone with such a mental illness.

So he deliberately refused first, wanting to see if Olivia had already arranged another goddess for him—if she had already arranged one, how embarrassing would it be for him to say he was willing to marry her?

To Roland's surprise, Olivia made no other arrangements; it seemed she genuinely intended to marry him.

Moreover, her expression turned very unpleasant after Roland refused.
Soon, Roland understood what was going on.

"Then tell your people to stop trying to take advantage of O'Reilly."

Upon hearing this, Roland and the other two were slightly taken aback. Then, they suddenly realized what Olivia meant.

The wizards must have done something, or rather, once they raised the banner of Alaye in the East, they started working on the marriage—arranging for Roland to marry Aurelia!

All along, Roland and the others had overlooked one thing.

To others, Roland and O'Reilly were not siblings.

So she is indeed the perfect candidate. As long as the King of a Thousand Eyes conspires with Harland to do something that makes the Kingdom of Heaven believe that O'Reilly has no choice but to marry Roland, the matter will be settled!
The father-in-law, the Thousand-Eyed King, and Harland naturally knew that Roland and O'Reilly were siblings.

But they didn't really want O'Reilly and Roland to get married, since the siblings would tear them apart if they found out.

Moreover, if O'Reilly finds out about this, she can just say from heaven, "I never agreed to it in the first place," and the whole thing will fall apart.

Therefore, these two old men deliberately used O'Reilly as a bargaining chip to coerce Heaven into choosing a goddess of high standing to marry Roland. Otherwise, Roland would be lucky to marry an angel.

Originally, the two old men thought that they could get a decent goddess—anyway, she was better than an angel.

But they never expected that Olivia would appear in this way.

Olivia would never allow Olivia to marry Roland, especially given the existing engagement. Therefore, the Thousand-Eyed King, upon learning of her appearance, strongly encouraged the marriage.

Sure enough, the noble Olivia decided to sacrifice herself and marry Roland, this country bumpkin.

Although Roland was unaware of the Thousand-Eyed King's secret plans, after hearing Olivia's words, he knew that this woman was willing to sacrifice herself to marry him.

'How incredibly love-struck is this guy? I'm almost moved to tears!'

Roland couldn't help but glance at Olivia, only to find that after he secretly made a comment, veins popped out on Olivia's forehead.

Roland quickly coughed, reassuringly saying, "Don't worry, it's just an agreement. Although we'll be husband and wife in name, I'm not interested in you."

Roland added in his mind, 'Besides, I have a jealous woman at home.'

Olivia's anger subsided considerably. She glanced at Helena, then at Roland, mistaking the jealous woman Roland had just 'whispered' for Heracles. Olivia continued, "Very well, you have your loved ones, and I have mine."

You have your own circle, and I have mine.

I'm not interested in your circle, and you don't need to know about mine.

Roland was very unhappy with these words, but before he could speak, Olivia's next sentence stunned him.

"However, while I can agree to the marriage, this matter must never be known to Heaven. You must help us cover it up from now on."

After saying that, Olivia looked at Joan with a gentle expression and placed her hand on Joan's delicate hand that was resting on the table.

Roland and Helena were stunned for a long time before they reacted.

Helena mentally yelled at Roland, "Damn it! Senior, she's gone crazy again! Why is she suddenly mistaking Joan for O'Reilly again?!"
Roland thought to himself, "How am I supposed to know what kind of crazy thing she's up to this time?!"
By this time, Joan had also realized what was happening, and goosebumps rose all over her body.

She tried to pull her hand away, but Olivia held it tightly.

Looking up, Joan saw Olivia gazing at her with a face full of love. Suddenly, Joan felt completely awful.

Now Joan finally understands why O'Reilly suddenly ran away last night. She now regrets taking this job.

["Stop flirting with me! Help me! I don't really like women, please think of a way to make her better, stop treating me like O'Reilly!"]
Joan was already on the verge of tears, but Roland and Helena delivered the final blow.

Roland: ["Don't you dare tell her you're not O'Reilly, or she'll give you pills!"]
Helena: ["Oh no, senior, you're in trouble! This lunatic actually likes men, right? If she finds out Joan doesn't have a penis tonight, will she put one on her?"]
Joan's vision blurred with fear. She glared fiercely at Helena and Roland: ["If I'm done for, nobody's going to be okay. The first one I'll stab is you (Helena)! Then it'll be you (Roland)!"]
"enough!"

Olivia, her face contorted with rage, exclaimed, "Of course I know she's not Olivia herself!"

Roland and the other two: "???"

"But so what?"

Olivia looked at Joan with love and said, "Does loving someone require touching her body? When I see her, I think of 'her' past. You are my master, and now you are my sister."

I know you don't love me. But just seeing you is enough.

After a pause, Olivia's smile gradually turned sinister: "Little angel, you are O'Reilly's representative. Since she entrusted you to me, then you should fulfill your responsibilities!"

Now Roland and the other two understood.

Helena mentally exclaimed, "Senior, we underestimated this lunatic! We're doomed! She's determined to keep Joan around as a doll to remind her of him!"

Will Joan be turned into a doll?
After making that comment, the three of them actually saw Olivia's eyes gradually light up.

Joan exploded, glaring fiercely at Helena: ["You won't get away with this either, thinking you're some weak and helpless Heracles!"]
Olivia looked at Helena, a thoughtful expression on her face.

Helena's face instantly turned ashen. She quietly tugged at Roland's sleeve—you can't escape either!

"Ahem, Olivia."

Roland said, "Actually, the four of us can live together."

Upon hearing this, Olivia's eyebrows shot up—this scoundrel was actually eyeing her.

But then she paused, a look of realization dawning on her face, as if she had suddenly understood Roland's meaning.

Roland's idea was to marry both Joan and Helena as his queens. That way, they would live together in name only, and it would be easier to explain to the afterlife.

"impossible."

Olivia said, "She can't marry you; that would be a disgrace to Olivia's name!"

Upon hearing this, Helena exclaimed in sudden realization, "Oh~~ no wonder you confiscated my magic mirror. I'm truly impressed by your audacity."

Under Olivia's murderous gaze, Helena shut her mouth.

Roland, who was standing to the side, finally understood what was going on.

He nodded and said, “Olivia, you’re being ridiculous. Joan can’t live with the name O’Reilly forever. Even if Helena takes the Magic Mirror from me, Heaven won’t allow you to do it, and O’Reilly certainly won’t agree.”

Olivia said with a gloomy expression, "That's not your concern."

Roland said, "I may not care, but you know very well that you love a mirror."

These words terrified Helena, because Roland really hurt her feelings.

However, Olivia appeared quite indifferent, even somewhat disdainful. She wore an expression that suggested she was unwilling to argue with the ignorant and refused to discuss the topic with Rolando any further.

Roland looked at Olivia's expression thoughtfully.

After thinking for a moment, he asked a question that had been puzzling him ever since he finished reading the Old Scriptures.

“Olivia, you should know that a mirror can be anyone. In terms of status, I am closer to O'Reilly than she is to O'Reilly. So why make Joan a substitute?”

Helena muttered under her breath, "Yeah, wouldn't it be better to marry O'Reilly's cousin? Why do they have to go their separate ways?"

The phrase "each to their own thing" left Qiong completely bewildered.

A hint of anger flashed across Olivia's face—as if she were a promiscuous woman.

"Helena, don't interrupt. That's not what I wanted to ask."

Roland looked at Olivia and asked, "There's something I've never understood. Why are you so devoted to Olivia?"

After a pause, Roland looked at the old scriptures on the bookshelf not far away and continued, "As far as I know, you have only met a few times in these seventy thousand years. At least in terms of time, you could not have met the grown-up O'Reilly."

Even if you've met, you wouldn't have much time to spend together. At the very least, she could never be your master.

Upon hearing this, Joan and Helena's pupils constricted sharply.

The goddess Heracles fell into the River Styx to guard its gates long, long ago.

At that time, O'Reilly was just a toddler and had been in a deep sleep for most of the year.

Even if 'Sun Angel Olivia' stayed in heaven, it would be impossible for her to be with Olivia day and night to the point of being inseparable.

Logically speaking, even if the two knew each other, there was no reason for Olivia to be so devoted to a little kid.

"That's something from the 'Old Heaven,' it's not recorded in the history of the 'New Heaven,' and you don't need to know."

After a pause, Olivia felt it was necessary to issue a warning to make the man completely give up on her.

“Roland, O’Reilly and I were indeed just friends. But I already have her child, and there can be no real relationship between you and me in marriage.”

Roland was stunned for a long time and still couldn't understand—how could one woman have another woman's child?
Helena, standing to the side, stared blankly at Roland—Helena understood.

Helena mentally exclaimed, "I'm so fed up with this lunatic! What am I going to do on this journey?!" (End of Chapter)