Did the villainous professor survive today?

"Professor Klenk, what brings you here?" Sistine asked.

"Yes, I came to see you."

Krenk silently watched Sistine.

Her frosty face looked somewhat fierce at this moment, yet breathtakingly beautiful. She stared at the other person with a slightly stubborn gaze:

"While I was in the lounge, I kept thinking, would you come looking for me?"

"I noticed it the moment you left the venue."

"Then why are you only arriving now?" Sistine asked.

"Was it the flattery of those reporters that made you unable to extricate yourself?"

Kroenke: "..."

His cheek twitched slightly as he thought to himself, "I can't exactly say I'm in contact with the Hermitage of the Silent."

Dealing with women who can detect lies is really difficult, Kroenke muttered to himself.

He adjusted his mindset and said:

"I still remember that promise."

"Then tell me?"

Krenk recalled his past life's memories and said:

"The agreement was that I would stop stealing other people's academic achievements, gradually fade out of people's sight, and start a new life with you as your husband."

As a knight who believed in the Aksilai religion, Sistine could not accept that her husband was such a charlatan.

At the same time, the Aksilai Church also advocates that everyone has the opportunity to repent and reform.

Therefore, the predecessor and Sistine had made a promise.

According to their previous agreement, out of love for Sistine, even after becoming the chief professor, he would no longer plagiarize others' academic achievements, but would gradually fade from people's sight, and then the two would live a new life as husband and wife.

Sistine promised that as long as her former self turned over a new leaf and stopped making the same mistakes, she would stay with him forever, until death do them part.

"And you just broke that agreement."

The killing intent in Sistine's eyes gradually intensified, growing deeper and deeper, like a flood that could no longer be contained behind a dam, about to burst forth.

It was clear that she was utterly disappointed in her fiancé after seeing him break his promise.

"I am very disappointed, disappointed that my husband is such an untrustworthy and ungrateful person."

"You may have some misunderstandings, so I want to clarify that I have not broken my promise to you."

Upon hearing this, Sistine was taken aback for a moment, and then she noticed that Krenk was not lying.

"No...no violation?"

Before she could think any further, Klenk continued:

"Yes, I did not plagiarize other people's academic work."

"No plagiarism?"

Sistine instinctively pressed for confirmation, wanting to ascertain something.

"Then where did your theory of the common origin of magic, which you proposed on stage, come from?"

"It's my own stuff," Krenk replied calmly.

Sistine noticed that this statement was also true, meaning that the groundbreaking theory that Kroenke presented on stage seemed to indeed be his personal creation.

Her mouth was slightly agape, making no attempt to hide her astonishment:

"K...Krenk, what...what does this thing of yours mean?"

"Literal meaning."

Krenk's words were concise and to the point.

Suddenly, hurried footsteps came from outside the door.

Immediately following was a short, rapid knock on the door.

Bang bang bang!

"Brother! Are you in there?!"

Sofia's panicked voice came from outside the door.

"Sophia? What's wrong?"

Krenk was somewhat taken aback; judging from his sister's voice, something very serious had happened.

The next second, without waiting for Krenk's consent, Sophia opened the door and, panting, explained:

"Brother! Her Highness Isabella wishes to see you! Now!"

"The Third Princess?" Krenk paused, then asked, "Is it about my latest research?"

"Yes!" Sophia nodded. "His Highness is waiting for you!"

"Okay, I'll go right away," Krenk nodded, turning to look at Sistine, who was standing there in a daze.

"Excuse me, I'll take my leave."

After saying that, he turned and walked outside without looking back, leaving the other person with only his back view.

You changed Sistine's stereotype of you, thus avoiding your fate!

[Points +2000!]

[Current points: 4500!]

Krenk followed Sophia, walking quickly down the corridor, reminiscing as he went.

When he first became a professor, he didn't teach much; he mostly attended various lectures as a special guest.

But this situation was changed this year.

Its predecessor made an unprecedented choice to start classes in the first grade.

The reason is simple: a very important person is coming to St. Auster to study.

Isabelle O'Reilly.

The third daughter of the current Pope of the Holy Kingdom.

The family planned to have Krenk become familiar to the Third Princess as her teacher, so that they could eventually climb the social ladder by marrying her.

"Brother! This way!" Sofia pointed outside the door, "Here, here!"

Krenk looked in the direction Sophia was pointing and saw an unfamiliar black limousine parked safely at the back exit, as if waiting for guests.

Without hesitation, Kroenke went to the car, opened the back door, and crouched down to crawl inside.

"You've arrived, Professor Krenk."

Kroenke looked at the driver's seat. The person in charge of driving was a blonde woman with hair that was almost pure white. Her eyes were a deep blue, but not black enough, like blue-black ink that had been washed away.

She wore a dark black uniform, white gloves, and a black bow at the collar. Her expression was pale, like an ice sculpture.

"Sorry to keep you waiting." Klenk quickly closed the door.

"fine."

The woman glanced at her watch, then gripped the steering wheel and stepped on the gas.

The limousine drove silently out the window, moving steadily and quickly. In the back seat, Krenk crossed his legs, his eyes fixed on the scenery outside the window, watching the surrounding landscape recede as it floated past.

It was the transition from summer to autumn, and the leaves of the trees along the roadside had turned golden. When the wind blew, the withered leaves made a soft crackling sound, and the loose, withered leaves spun and fell in the wind, shattering against the windshield of the limousine.

Listening to the cracking sound of withered leaves being crushed, Krenk's thoughts drifted to another place.

His previous contact with the Order of Silence and his fiancée's dissatisfaction had almost made him forget what happened during the speech.

According to his predecessor's memories, only his parents and Sistine knew that he was an academic fraud.

But who was the person who sneaked into their lab and took the photos?

It's unlikely that the Russell family would assassinate themselves, and it's not something they would do to be publicly questioned by a reporter. If they really knew that their talent was fake, they would definitely hold back a big fuss, eventually causing a huge uproar and making a huge scandal.

This reckless style of doing things does indeed align with his judgment at the meeting.

The photo was taken by a student, but the other party did not have any solid evidence, so they chose this radical method.

We'll have to investigate the origin of this anonymous letter later.

Kroenke quickly connected this to Enya, who had come to see him before.

Perhaps, we could use the name "V" to let her investigate the inside story.

As the chief professor, I am under the spotlight everywhere I go, but if a subordinate under my command is to investigate this matter, I can avoid alerting the enemy.

"Professor Krenk, let me introduce myself. You can call me Lora. I am a close attendant of Princess Isabel. She sent me to pick you up and hopes that you can teach her the theory of the common origin of magic that you mentioned in your previous lecture."

The woman in the driver's seat suddenly spoke, bringing Krenkla back to reality.

"It is my honor to be able to do my part for Your Highness."

Kroenke replied politely, then froze.

【Lola】

[Death Threat: B]