Although the atmosphere at the scene was a little strange, they could not let it continue indefinitely. Otherwise, Clili felt as if she would not be able to stay.
"Um... Miss Jeanne?" Clili ventured. "Please come in before we talk. There's no need to keep standing outside."
The girl silently nodded, then walked straight into the room.
She circled around Maid Miss, who was still bent over her formulas, before slowly sitting down opposite You Ye.
Jeanne casually glanced at the drafts scattered across the table. She wanted to see what this woman was writing, but then... then there was no then.
She couldn't understand it!
Not a single bit of it!!
She could not even make out what the writing was!
It merely seemed to be some kind of mathematical formula... But how could that be?
The private tutors her father had hired had all praised how quickly she learned. Several tutors had come and gone, and every one of them had said there was nothing left they could teach her... Could this be the difference between country folk and city people?
I'm not illiterate!
"Miss Jeanne, this is still too advanced for you. Don't look at it anymore; it will only strain you." Maid Miss suddenly stopped her quill and looked up.
The girl refused to back down. "Indeed. Ordinary people can't understand this sort of thing either. Something so far beyond the common people's understanding might as well belong to the realm of heresy."
Maid Miss smiled faintly. "Then Miss Jeanne can simply regard me as a heretic."
The girl felt as if she had punched a ball of cotton... This woman from the city was truly formidable. If a woman from the same village argued with her, she would certainly expend all her strength, turning red