"But it's about human knowledge?"

Megan smiled and did not answer directly.

"And you might as well put down your hostility - just let poor Count Castle over there guard them."

Gilbert coughed unnaturally several times again.

A few seconds passed, and with a bit of heaviness, Thales raised his head and smiled awkwardly:

"Oh well?"

Megan smiled.

Well, at least admit it.

Thales said silently in his heart.

She can really speak.

Even Gilbert couldn't interrupt.

At the very least, Thales no longer dared to underestimate the elderly female priest in front of him, and to despise this "theology course" that sounded arrogant, but in fact had profound meanings between the lines.

But after all, he still underestimated the opponent's energy.

"And for our first class, Thales, let's talk about something that has been bothering you for several years..."

"This is a problem that has troubled us for thousands of years."

Has it troubled me for a few years, or troubled you for thousands of years?

Duke Xinghu raised his head in confusion.

The next second.

Liv Megan, the sunset priest who rarely calls him by honorifics, spoke with a normal expression.

I saw her speaking out one word in an understatement:

"magic."
Chapter completed!