Did the villainous professor survive today?

Chapter 86 The Advent of the Church (Revised)

For Kroenke, there are only three questions that he has now.

First, is the purpose of the Silence Retreat.

However, he has now successfully infiltrated the organization and cannot escape, so he will figure this out sooner or later.

Second, the origin of Alice.

Considering that the first question has not yet been resolved, and taking into account the possibility of consanguineous immunity, Krenk decided to keep the matter a secret for safety's sake and investigate it himself. If he really couldn't resolve it, he could then consider asking Mengxiang for help.

The third one, and also the last one.

He was the prince of the Holy Kingdom.

This is truly a matter of very little clues. It seems that neither Isabelle nor Lola, the only ones who could possibly know the answer, will reveal it voluntarily.

However, figuring out what happened to the eldest prince would help with Isabel's private tutoring. She is currently the most important connection Krenk has made, and he should maintain it as much as possible.

So, Kroenke decided to start by asking this question.

"You mean Diablo Aurelion?" Mengxiang asked.

So the eldest prince's name is Diablo? It is indeed the surname of the Holy Kingdom's royal family, but I've never heard of this name before.

Kroenke thought to himself, then nodded, "It should be him."

"He has quite a few achievements to his name," Meng Xiang said with a half-smile. "Which aspect would you like to know, Professor?"

Krenk asked, "Why did the Holy Kingdom conceal the existence of this prince? What happened back then? Did this eldest prince really choose to make a pact with the demon?"

"I'm sorry, Professor, I don't know the answer to the previous question either, so I can't answer it."

Meng Xiang shook her head regretfully, then changed the subject, "However, I can answer your last question."

"Regarding whether Diablo has made a pact with a demon, the answer is," "That's right! Diablo has made a pact with a demon named Tiamat."

Tiamat —

Kroenke repeated the name to himself, intending to go back and look up relevant information.

"However, I have a piece of advice for the professor," Meng Xiang said, as if she had guessed Krenk's thoughts, "I don't recommend that you investigate this prince's past. After all, such an action would mean making an enemy of the entire Holy Kingdom."

"Thank you for the reminder, Master Mengxiang."

Krenk seemed to remember something and said, "By the way, do the others know who I am now?"

"They don't know."

Mengxiang pointed to the chair behind Kroenke. "So, Professor, are you planning to continue playing the role of 'V,' or are you joining the organization as a new letter sequence?"

"Keep me a V."

Kroenke didn't even think about it.

Judging from the previous conversation with "R", the higher-ups of the Silent Order know that "V" has now replaced Krenk Ludwig.

In dealing with other letter sequences, Klenk Ludwig had a weakness called family.

But as a “V”, he has no weaknesses.

"Okay, I understand."

Meng Xiang nodded. "Professor, is there anything else? If not, please go back. I have a little surprise for you outside."

"A little surprise? What's this?"

"If it's spoiled, it won't be a surprise."

Mengxiang shook his head.

Krenk pondered for a moment: "Lord Mengxiang, may I ask how to get back?"

"You can just go out through that door."

Mengxiang pointed to the door where Krenk had just arrived.

"Farewell, Lord Mengxiang!"

Krenk made a respectful gesture and then walked toward the door.

Yea.

As soon as Kroenke pushed open the door, the once bright and spacious hall reappeared before him.

Krenk turned around and found that the study had disappeared without a trace, replaced by the washroom he had previously used to rest and relax.

Krenk immediately returned to the bathroom and went to the dressing mirror.

He invoked Alice to repair the wounds to his eyes, and as a warm current flowed in, a tingling sensation appeared under Krenk's eyelids.

He scooped up a handful of water and washed the bloodstains from his cheeks.

After confirming that his face was completely clean, Krenk leaned against the wall and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Thankfully, you're alright."

Kroenke spoke silently, staring at himself in the mirror.

The Silence Retreat is not trustworthy.

It was only because her position was too important to the plan that Meng Xiang did not take action against her.

"I still need to find a way to become stronger—"

Krenk muttered to himself silently.

dong dong.

A knock sounded on the door.

"Please come in."

Krenk was curious about who had come to see him.

The person who entered was a complete stranger. He was wearing a black suit and looked at Krenk with a hint of longing in his eyes.

"May I ask who you are?"

Krenk asked.

The man in front of her did not reply, but instead locked the door to the bathroom.

Upon seeing the man's movements, Krenk instantly became alert.

"What are you doing—"

thump!

To Kroenk's surprise, the stranger in front of him knelt down immediately.

Krenk's pupils suddenly widened, and he opened his mouth slightly, momentarily speechless.

So you locked the door so no one would see you kneeling?

But out of doubt, Krenk did not interrupt: "What are you doing—"

The man before him suddenly leaned forward and passionately kissed the surface of Krenk's shoes: "Professor Krenk, did the Lord send you to guide us?"

Kroenke was shocked. He instinctively tried to take a step back, but found that his legs were being held tightly by the other person.

Angel Kahn

[Death Threat: C]

"Mr. Angel, you can stand up and say what you need to say."

Krenk didn't understand what this "master" the other party was talking about was. He was in a state of extreme confusion. Was this the little surprise that Mengxiang mentioned?

Kroenke asked, "What's the situation now?"

Angel looked up: "Professor Krenk, just give the order, and I'll rush into the crowd, unleash a psionic explosion, and kill them all!"

Kroenke: "?"

Angel's expression was stern: "Rest assured, Professor Krenk, this revolution has been planned for a long time, and the vast majority of those present will return to the Lord's embrace!"

Krenk paused for a moment when he saw Angel, who looked ready to die.

An arrival at the church?!

Although uncertain, carrying out terrorist attacks is their consistent practice, which they euphemistically call a return to the motherland.

Moreover, what Kroenke cared about more was Angel's first words when he knelt down.

"Did the Lord send you to guide us?"

He did indeed see Galo, a follower of the Adventist Church, during a high-level meeting of the Order of the Silent.

Am I marked by Him?

Krenk knew that when he was watching Gara dance with his spiritual vision, something invisible entered his body.

So that's why the people from the church came to him?

Krenk's pupils dilated slightly again.

Is this the little surprise Mengxiang mentioned? Is it a surprise or a shock?

Kroenke suppressed his urge to complain; his immediate priority was to stop the terrorist attack.

Kroenk's expression instantly turned cold, and he said in a low voice, "Angel, I'm very disappointed in you."

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"Professor Klenk, what do you mean?"

Angel, kneeling before Krenk, looked bewildered.

Why cause a psionic explosion?

"Professor Krenk, isn't our Pope the one who leads others back to the Lord's embrace?" Angel asked blankly.

Taking advantage of the opponent's confusion, Kroenke kicked Angel hard in the side.

"Do you think that by simply charging into a crowd and triggering a psionic explosion, you can gain the Lord's favor?"

"Do you think that sending a few insignificant people back to the Lord's embrace will please Him?"

"Or do you think that what the Master wants is for us to be like those uncivilized wild dogs, only knowing how to bite people?"

"How could the Lord have such a foolish believer as you?"

Kroenke's angry rebukes struck Angel like cannonballs.

Angel clutched his stomach, his face filled with despair: "Professor Krenk—"

Do you think I'm angry?

Kroenke pulled his leg back and began his manipulative tactics, "No, I'm not angry, just disappointed. Disappointed that your vision is so shallow."

Kroenk crouched down and grabbed Angel by the hair.

He leaned close to the latter's ear, staring at him with deathly eyes: "Now, I'm giving you a choice. You rush out yourself, follow the plan, and blow up a few dozen insignificant people. Then, they'll die, remembered by the world, but what about the church? The church will lose—"

Kroenke deliberately choked up as he said this.

He seemed to be restraining something, and then, with a look of exasperation, he slammed Angel to the ground. "Never mind, it's not important."

Kroenke turned around.

First, take advantage of the other party's trust in you to prevent them from creating a psionic explosion, thus making them doubt themselves.

Next, he was subjected to harsh words that destroyed his confidence, telling him that his behavior would only bring shame to the Lord, thus creating a sense of guilt.

Then, use a gentle approach to create an emotional rollercoaster for the other person.

In the face of such a series of twists and turns, anyone would lose their judgment.

As expected, when Angel looked up, he saw—

With his back to himself, Kroenke's eyes were slightly red and a sad expression could be seen in the full-length mirror beside him.

No longer mockery, anger, or disappointment, but rather—exhaustion—appeared on Krenk's face.

But—why is this happening? Was everything I did wrong? Did I disappoint him?

Angel, like a lost lamb, cried out, "Professor Krenk, I—what should I do?"

Seeing that his PUA had succeeded, Kroenke suppressed his excitement, turned around, and looked at Angel with gentle eyes. "Tell me your address, and I will come in person to guide you. Remember, make sure all the important members of the church are present. I want to convey the Lord's thoughts and commands."

Or perhaps we could wipe them all out in one fell swoop, Kroenke thought to himself.

"I'm very sorry—Professor Krenk, this—I need to report this to my superiors. To avoid any internal spies, the Church has always been extremely cautious—"

"Just tell me a general location, and when I arrive and they see the Lord's grace, they will understand."

Krenk spoke calmly; he understood the principle of having multiple burrows.

"Most of our organization's members are in St. Loren, the capital of the Duchy of Eton."

"I see,"

Kroenke nodded, unsure of when he would be available. "Tell your superiors I'll make time to come. Please be prepared."

"I understand!"

"And remember that."

[You persuaded Angel not to perform the psionic explosion at the seminar, thus averting a fatal injury.]

[Points +3000!]

[Current points: 34500!]

After dismissing Angel, Krenk took out the pendant he had brought earlier: "Lord Dream Feast, are you looking at it?"

"Professor Kroenke, did you like this surprise?"

The voice of Mengxiang appeared in Krenk's ears.

"I never imagined Lord Mengxiang had such a humorous side."

"Professor Krenk, please remember to visit the Advent Church and meet with them at some time," Mengxiang ordered.

"receive."

Kroenke nodded.

After that, Mengxiang fell completely silent.

Krenk stared at himself in the mirror and sighed heavily.

Now that things have come to this, is there really nothing we can do but take it one step at a time?

Kroenke shook his head and left the lounge.

He noticed that the other scholars around him were walking towards the exit of the hall, holding wine glasses and chatting happily.

They're obviously going to go and watch the drama unfold.

Academic discussions are nowhere near as exciting as watching the two university presidents playfully wrestling.

Kroenke followed the crowd and came to the outside world.

Outside the building, a large group of enthusiastic mages actively drove away the surrounding elves, and if any elf refused to leave, they would beat it up.

After all, it's not common to see seventh-tier mages fighting each other.

Even when nations are at war, this situation rarely occurs.

Kroenke noticed that in the middle of the expulsion circle, two people were standing proudly facing each other.

It was Abraham and Fisher.

Their lips were moving, and although it was impossible to hear what they were saying, Kroenke guessed it was probably pre-match trash talk.

"What's the situation now?"

Krenk seized a scholar to ask him a question.

"Professor Kroenke has appeared! Professor Kroenke has appeared!"

The scholar immediately exclaimed in surprise. Although he addressed him as Professor Krenk, his expression suggested he was saying, "The female lead has appeared! The female lead has appeared!"

Then, the other scholars around immediately focused their attention on it.

"Wow! It's Professor Kroenke!"

"Professor Krenk, what do you think about the fact that the two principals are willing to fight over you? Is this a happy problem?"

"Professor! You just disappeared from everyone's sight. Were you hesitating about which principal to accept?"

"Does Professor Kroenke's appearance at this moment mean he has someone he loves?!"

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Kroenke immediately adopted a deadpan expression.

What were these scholars talking about about this while I was away?

How did I suddenly become a femme fatale?

Pushing aside the bustling crowd, Krenk walked up to Abraham and Fisher.

"What's going on with you two?"

He came to mediate the fight.

Although he was secretly happy to see the two fight, Mengxiang's mission was there, and he couldn't leave Saint Auster.

"It's alright, Krenk, don't worry, I'll take you to Eton National Magic Academy!" Fisher said with an air of righteous indignation, as if he were about to rescue the "female knight imprisoned in the goblin cave."

"Words are useless, let's draw our swords." Abraham's expression was equally stern, as if to say, if you want to take Krenk away, you'll have to step over my dead body first!

Kroenke suddenly realized that these two clowns were genuinely enjoying themselves.

No wonder we became such close friends.

Krenk decided to play the role of a femme fatale to the end. Fortunately, he had an immature idea that would allow him to go to St. Loren openly and legitimately.

Kroenke waved his hand: "Forget it, you two fight."

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