"The well-known professor Hevin openly claimed in class that gods are real without any evidence"

"Princess Veronica's powerful question leaves folklorist Hevendrenger speechless"

Dean Anthony put down the newspaper and said with a complex expression:

"Mr. Hevin, you really gave me a difficult problem."

Hevin shrugged.

Anthony asked:

"We originally agreed that this theory will not be formally proposed until at least the next semester. You know there are too many stupid people in the world who think they are awake. They regard science as their faith and do not accept any remarks that can shake their beliefs.

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"Paying attention to your words and deeds is a basic quality that a well-known figure must possess."

Hewen drank the lipstick tea indifferently:

"Before today, I was not a 'famous professor' at all."

Anthony shook his head amusedly:

"The trouble is not the mob holding torches. These people are easily incited. As long as you let the professors from the journalism department operate, we can quickly change the public's view of you."

Anthony looked at Hevin's face:

"Tell me honestly, have you offended Veronica Pendragon?"

Hewen said innocently:

"I've never met her."

Anthony wondered:

"It shouldn't be. I've seen that child too. She's a nice girl, and she never has any disputes with others. No, she doesn't have any communication with others at all. Why would she suddenly target you like this?"

Hewen thought for a while:

"Perhaps she was offended by my remarks? She is a staunch atheist?"

Anthony said:

"This thing is a bit strange. You should pay more attention. Maybe someone said some misleading words to her, which made her have opinions about you.

"What we worry about is not only the identity of her prince daughter, but also her group of fanatical followers with high status."

Anthony looked serious:

"I'm not exaggerating. The fanaticism of her admirers is close to crazy, and their status is unexpectedly high. I don't quite understand what the emotion of worship is. If I really want to worship someone

person, then it is impossible for me to worship anyone except myself.

"But they have obviously received good higher education and even have a very good family background, but they still worship Veronica as a goddess like a blind fool."

Anthony stretched his head forward slightly:

"If you ask me, Veronica either really has unparalleled natural charm, or someone is deliberately creating this strange phenomenon.

"Although my eyes and feelings tell me this is impossible, my reason reminds me that I should not rule out the possibility that Veronica herself is a terrible instigator."

Anthony warned Hevin seriously:

"You have to be careful at all times, someone may be watching you."

Hewen smiled politely and said:

"I'll definitely notice."

He indeed had no intention of making such unorthodox remarks so early, but he also would not wait half a year as promised.

He is a pure scholar who is not bound by morality and worldliness.

This is the role he wants to play, so that when he comes into contact with members of the Forerunner Institute, at least they will not think that Hevin is a "stereotypical researcher" who limits himself.

Anthony looked at Hevin's almost perfunctory smile and sighed:

"Just pay attention to yourself."

Anthony has recently done a good job of reading Hevin's research.

Many of Hevin's research results required him to conduct them under conditions that would be very dangerous for ordinary people, but he seemed to be intact.

Mysterious power is constantly surging hidden under the surface of the world. It is normal for people like Hevin, who haunt all kinds of ancient and dangerous places, to have some kind of strange power.

But Anthony still doesn't think highly of him, because the power of taboo controlled by His Majesty the Prince far exceeds the maximum scope that ordinary individuals can see.

Anthony asked curiously, seemingly casually:

"Your research? Is it really what you said, without any conclusive evidence?"

Hewen smiled:

"Maybe."

Anthony patted Hevin on the shoulder:

"I'm looking forward to you coming up with research that is significant enough to shake the world and make ordinary people scream in horror."

Hewen smiled and nodded slightly.

That is indeed a truth that can shock the world, and even scholars who think they can view the world with rational and critical thinking will jump up on their desks like a panicked child.

Hevin walked out of the office of the dean of the School of History.

A tall, sexy beauty in black stood not far in front of Hewen.

Even though Veronica was a little slow, after reading the newspaper and thinking carefully for more than ten minutes, she roughly understood that she had done something not very good.

I must apologize now.

Against the backdrop of the skin as white as snow, the blood-red lips moved slightly:

"Mr. Hevin."

Hevin tilted his head and looked at Veronica warily.

Veronica thought that since she wanted to apologize, she should first close the distance and start by showing that she was his loyal reader.

She said:

"I have read your book, and the words in it are even more outrageous than what you said the day before yesterday."

Hewen frowned. Did she mean that she could find the clue from her book? But she did not have any issues with Gawain's descendants or Gawain Pendragon himself.

Moreover, his identity is ambiguous. Even though his name is his real name, he is a brand new person and there cannot be any old enemies.

I have to thank Parr for this. If it weren't for his help, I wouldn't be able to interfere with other people's cognitive abilities while keeping my real name.

What a feast.

Looking at Hewen, Veronica's heart became flustered again.

Did he say something wrong again? Why did Mr. Hwendrenger suddenly frown and stop talking?

Veronica said in a cold voice:

"Don't you want to say something?"

Hewen responded politely:

"I feel like I have nothing to say."

Nothing to say? What does this mean?

Veronica was stunned and confused.

She said carefully:

"I have some personal opinions regarding your deviant remarks about the existence of gods."

A figure finally couldn't bear it anymore. She forced her eyes not to look at Veronica and walked over with difficulty.

"Teacher Hewen!" Kelly directly intervened between the two of them, "I have something to ask you."

Veronica glanced at Kelly and gave Hevin an elegant aristocratic salute:

"Mr. Hevin, let's talk next time."

She could no longer speak normally, and fear invaded her heart.

If her inability to communicate with other people was just due to her tutoring, then the reason why she didn't want to stay with Kelly was much more pure.

fear.

Only a few people in the school know about Kelly's reputation, and Veronica happens to be one of them.

The evil worry witch, the blasphemous mad witch, the evil entity that sees through people's hearts.

In Veronica's eyes, Kelly is the nightmare itself in human skin.

So she ran away.
Chapter completed!