Alyssa lifted her long skirt and curtsied to Agnes. Although her clothes were ragged and her face was hideous, she still had a sense of elegance.
"Thank you for rescuing me from a sacrificial situation, Your Excellency."
"Alyssa, what are you talking about? You need treatment from the church." Agnes said strangely and urgently.
Alyssa looked at Agnes's blue eyes, which were as blue as the sky, with some black threads filling them. Her expression was urgent, but her eyes were just calm, without any fluctuations.
Alyssa closed her eyes in pain. She slowly knelt on the ground and lowered her head.
"Dear Sir, I would like to dedicate my soul and body to you, become your tool, and fulfill all your needs. I only ask that you——"
Elisa moved her lips and uttered hoarse words: "I beg you to forgive Agnes Spinoza."
A pale hand caressed Alyssa's face without caring about the pus flowing on Alyssa's face.
"Alyssa, you are mistaken, I am Agnes."
Alyssa closed her eyes and did not look at the person in front of her.
She simply said: "I beg your forgiveness for Agnes Spinoza."
Agnes sighed, feeling helpless, even though she had expected it.
She actually likes Alyssa. During the blacksmith guild theft case, Alyssa was confused by her poor acting skills. She forced herself to remediate her acting skills for a week until Agnes performed in line with Alyssa's expectations. Agnes was spared only because of her acting skills.
At first, every time Agnes went to find Alyssa, Alyssa would always give Agnes some snacks. Alyssa was depressed for a few days after discovering that Agnes didn't seem to be very keen on snacks. After discovering that Agnes was very interested in the newly cultivated plants in the institute, he would always give Agnes some nice-looking potted plants that were cultivated before Agnes joined the team, so that Angnes could Genis couldn't laugh or cry.
Alyssa's attitude towards Agnes always gives Agnes the feeling that she is raising Agnes as a daughter. If possible, Agnes hopes that she and Alyssa can become very good friends. So she really didn't want Alyssa to have a problem before.
Agnes stood up and sighed. Although she had expected it, Alyssa’s current attitude really made Agnes unhappy.
Is this the perception of people in this world that restricts the relationship between himself and Alyssa at this time? She could even feel herself digesting the potion at this time.
"The effect of the 'Calm' spell on me seems to have begun to fade." Agnes felt the discomfort in her heart and came to this conclusion.
The black in Agnes's eyes quickly spread, completely replacing the previous blue. The eagerness on his face completely disappeared and turned into complete calm.
She didn't talk to Alyssa anymore, but turned to look at the "werewolf" who was tied to the side.
The "Werewolf" didn't pay attention to what happened between Agnes and Alyssa for a while, but focused on breaking free from the vines that bound him.
His eyes were scarlet and bloodshot, and roars came out of his mouth, but the vines that bound him remained motionless. Even if there was a slight crack, new shoots would grow from it, or entangle the nearby ones. The vines form cross-links, or penetrate into the "werewolf"'s skin, gradually integrating with the "werewolf".
Agnes didn't speak. She raised her hand and took out a fang from the remains of the chandelier, and plunged it directly into the "werewolf" eye socket. First, the transparent lens melted and flowed out. Then, she felt the shattering of the sphenoid bone behind the eye socket. Blood mixed with cerebrospinal fluid emerged from the eye socket and slowly flowed down in a highly viscous state. Some of it stayed on the black hair on the face of the "werewolf". Gradually solidifies into a jelly-like semi-solid with ripples.
The struggle of the "werewolf" suddenly became fierce, and some vines were broken for a while, but the roar was a little lower.
Despite such fatal injuries, the "werewolf" was still alive and even stared at Agnes fiercely with his still intact eyes.
“The Lord will one day punish the thieves and thieving believers who steal His authority!”
Agnes sneered, and while increasing the strength in her hands, she said: "I don't know if your Lord can do it, but at least now your superior is ready to send you to your Lord's Kingdom of God. I don't know if you Can the Lord receive your soul?"
"Didn't your enlightenment teacher of mysticism teach you? Those great beings cannot be touched by weak people like mayflies, even if they are a little bit of his breath."
Under Agnes' hands, the extent of the "werewolf's" struggle gradually became smaller.
"Perhaps it is a supreme honor for you to sacrifice your life for your Lord?" Agnes felt completely blocked, and almost half of her fangs had sunk into the eyes of the "werewolf".
The "werewolf" no longer struggled. The muscles in his body seemed to have gradually lost their strength, allowing the vines to bind him tightly.
"Agnès Pagani..." These words came out of the "Werewolf"'s mouth very slightly.
Agnes paused and ignored it. She vigorously stirred the fangs in her hand a few times and pulled them out.
The "werewolf" has permanently lost his mind. But despite the irreversible damage to his brain, his strong resilience still kept him breathing.
"It's really hard to kill."
Agnes sighed, and the fangs in her hand scratched the "Werewolf"'s neck over and over again, until she severed the "Werewolf's" trachea, arteries and veins, nerves and even cervical vertebrae, until the "Werewolf"'s head and The body separated. The blood spurted from the "wolfman's" carotid artery splashed on her face and clothes, and more flowed on the ground, gradually gathering into a pool of blood.
Agnes stood up, and she turned to look at Alyssa.
"Okay, before the aura of the 'Primordial Moon' disappears, there is no need to consider other threats for the time being." Agnes forcibly pulled Alyssa up, who had been maintaining her previous kneeling position.
Agnes stared at Alyssa seriously and said, "Whether you believe it or not, I am really Agnes."
Alyssa hesitated and wanted to say something, but Agnes knocked her unconscious with a knife.
"In order to prevent you from saying anything else that will make me unhappy, you'd better take a nap for the time being." Agnes said expressionlessly.
She walked towards the priest of the Church of the Mother Earth who had been lying nearby and had been ignored, and checked it. She found that there were bloody holes on this man's neck, as if someone had directly dug his nails into it.
"It's long been hopeless." Agnes sighed. His body was stiff and heavy, and it took some effort for Agnes to tidy up his body.
Agnes looked outside the church. The full moon outside had disappeared at some point, revealing a sky that was deep blue and even pitch black.
"It's almost over."
