Russell's face showed an undisguised strong desire to conquer. He approached Wen Lin and said like a charity, "Miss Wen Lin, is your silence questioning me?"

I don't want to talk to the fool, but obviously if Wen Lin doesn't hit this Earl Russell, who feels too good about herself, he will keep pestering him.

His voice, Wen Lin did not forget, was the disgusting idiot in Arteta.

"Earl Russell," Wen Lin raised her head and looked at him,

And Russell, who was called out by Wen Lin, seemed to have received some kind of affirmation. He raised his chin proudly, "Woman, I choose to forgive your offense generously and invite you to my manor as a guest,"

Holding her forehead, Wen Lin sighed softly, and then replied unceremoniously, "Count Russell, I just want to ask you whether your cognition is biased, and what evidence do you have for the assertion of women's logical ability? "

"Naturally it's written in the holy book, do you dare to question the holy book?"

"The holy scriptures are also written by humans, and the scriptures also say that God is omnipotent, so let me ask you, can God create a stone that he cannot lift?"

This is a modern paradox question of omnipotence. If God can create such a stone, if he cannot lift it up, it will go against "almighty"; if he cannot create such a stone, it is also against "almighty"*1

Earl Russell opened his mouth to answer yes, but after answering he fell into a contradiction. It seemed that no matter how he answered, it was wrong.

Such a question attracted other gentlemen to come over at the same time. After talking, they looked at Wen Lin doubtfully, "Miss Wen Lin, is the answer yes or no?"

Wen Lin shrugged and said calmly, "There is no answer, I just want to tell Earl Russell that her assertion about women's logical ability is wrong,"

The choked gentlemen were speechless for a while. Before this, no woman had dared to argue with a man in public like this.

While they were surprised by Wen Lin's cunning wisdom, they were also reflecting.

The flushed Earl Russell roared at Wen Lin in exasperation, "It's all your sophistry,"

Wen Lin just smiled and did not refute.

In this case, silence is the loudest slap in the face.

Earl Russell, who couldn't bear the ridicule of others, glared at Wen Lin, then made an excuse and slipped out of the hall.

And after Earl Russell left, Wen Lin unsurprisingly gained a large number of little fans.

"Miss Wen Lin, you are so knowledgeable,"

"It's the first time I can see the domineering Russell speechless,"

"Hahahahaha,"

After the laughter, the ladies and noble ladies seemed to automatically draw Wen Lin into their own circle, and they suddenly became serious and warned Wen Lin,

"In the future, in public, don't say anything that questions the holy scriptures. Blasphemy is a severe crime."

The gentlemen who were attracted by Wen Lin had the same attitude, they said sternly,

"Although more and more people began to convert to Protestantism that pays more attention to reason and logic during the five years of Queen Vicia's reign, ecumenism is still an unshakable sacred religion on the Europa continent."

Wen Lin was a little slow to respond to the kindness released by the other gentlemen. She was stunned for a few seconds before thanking her.

"They are all Protestant gentlemen," a noble lady explained softly in Wen Lin's ear, and made their identities clear.

Wen Lin bent her lips, thinking that tonight is really a rich harvest.

Vicia, who was watching Wen Lin from the corner of her eye, suddenly deepened the smile on her lips.

At today's dinner, she responded flawlessly to the Sistine Mission's temptation, her brows filled with unbearable exhaustion, but after the servant told her Wen Lin's bold words, she felt very happy.

Those goddamn disparaging comments about women should be burnt to ashes.

With her palms stretched out on her knees, Vicia lost her high spirits at the end of the dinner. She maintained her arrogant and arrogant demeanor, quietly stared ahead, and silently waited for the end of the dinner.

She wanted to go to Wen Lin after the dinner party, and she could say or do whatever she wanted.

Wen Lin contains too many secrets and surprises, as long as she explores it, it will always bring her joy.

But when Vicia was not paying attention, the position belonging to Wen Lin was already empty.

Wen Lin was sitting in the corner, and no one would care if she sneaked out.

Vicia was stunned for a moment, and then laughed dumbly.

With Wen Lin's bold personality, it's not surprising that she made a sneaky move in advance.

At this time, Vicia didn't realize that she was always subconsciously condoning Wen Lin's many actions that went beyond the limit.

No one knew that Wen Lin, who was thinking of Vicia at this moment, had quietly come to the heavily guarded Junpton Palace, and the guards in uniform at the entrance were waiting solemnly.

Wen Lin hid in the grass where the fire couldn't shine, and seemed to be one with the dark night.

She silently approached the wall at the corner, silently observing the gap in the patrol team, and with a deft flying climb, Wen Lin instantly appeared on the window sill on the second floor.

The leaves of the raspberry bushes fell, and the patrolling guards glanced at them and continued to move forward indifferently. No one noticed Wen Lin, who was hanging above their heads.

Continuing to climb upwards, Wen Lin successfully found Tilia's room.

Fortunately, with the flipped glass window, Wen Lin successfully entered Tilia's room in a rather embarrassed posture.

Looking around by the moonlight, it was clean and spotless.

Wen Lin fumbled and took out the last pill that had been hidden on her body, with the words of Hua Guo on the back: Powerful Antibiotic Beta - Cefixin Sodium.

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*1 forgot where this paradox of omnipotence came from. It should be quite common, such as logic classes, or many posts involving religious philosophy should talk about this issue.