"What do you remember about what happened next?" Mr. Rossi hesitated and asked.
Agnes stroked her forehead and recalled with some difficulty.
"I remember...I sneaked into the monastery quietly and relied on my knowledge of the terrain to reach the church."
Agnes rubbed her forehead, and Mr. Rossi rubbed Agnes' head soothingly.
"Then...then, I seemed to be discovered by the 'werewolf', I...I..." Agnes tried to remember, but was stuck again. She was a little irritated and couldn't help but pull her hair.
She said with some frustration: "I'm sorry, I seem to only have some broken scene memories."
"It's okay, it's okay," Rosie comforted softly. She took the hair that was grabbed by Agnes out of her hands, "Just tell her whatever you remember."
"...I remember the werewolf grabbing me by the neck...and I was thrown to the ground by the werewolf."
"Any more?"
"I remember the huge fangs piercing the abdomen of the 'Werewolf'... There was brown liquid flowing out of the 'Werewolf's eyes, and it seemed like there was a fang stuck in his eyes... And...and..."
"'Werewolf' and Alyssa started fighting... 'Werewolf''s face... Alyssa seemed to be contaminated too!"
Agnes screamed, she subconsciously stood up and was grabbed by Mr. Rossi.
Mr. Rossi put his arms around Agnes and held her in place.
"Calm down! Calm down! Agnes, as the church knows, has passed. Alyssa was taken to the 'Harvest Church' in Celia yesterday."
Agnes calmed down. She was not actually crazy because of the contamination of Alyssa. She had a feeling that Alyssa's pollution had actually been effectively controlled, and it was another thing that made her lose her temper.
When she recalled Alyssa's face, she saw a gray ocean in a trance, with illusory waves undulating and foaming, while she was floating on the sea.
Yes, it was the same ocean she had sketched out during meditation, which she had also seen in Meera's case.
Compared with what she saw in meditation or in Meira's case, what she saw now seemed to be clearer. She was no longer observing the ocean in a bystander state, but was gradually moving toward the sea subjectively. A submerged perspective.
This feeling was so clear that she could feel the sea water flowing over her body submerged in the sea water with the waves. She could feel that the sea water was not the clear water flow she had imagined before, but something more. Something like slime. She could also see black spots underneath herself, but they seemed to be unable to identify them because they were far away from her. If she had to describe it, she felt it was like holding pure water in the mouth for 2 to 5 minutes, and the resulting liquid had a certain viscosity because it contained digestive enzymes and food residues.
When Agnes saw the ocean in a trance, an unspeakable pain and silent sorrow filled her heart, making it difficult for her to control her body for a moment. She subconsciously stopped remembering, and then the ocean disappeared from her mind. She gradually calmed down and did not do anything crazy.
"Okay, okay, it's okay." Mr. Rossi's somewhat vicissitudes of voice came from above her head, and Agnes could even feel the vibration in her chest as she spoke.
She felt Mr. Rossi patting her shoulders and back soothingly. Agnes couldn't explain how she felt now. The remaining emotions that had not dissipated made her subconsciously hug Mr. Rossi's thin body with her backhand. body.
After a long time, Agnes let go of the other party. Her face was a little hot. She didn't need to look in the mirror to know that her face was a little hot.
Although the people of Feneport have always been considered warm and cheerful, hugging each other when familiar friends meet is considered a social etiquette. But to be honest, Agnes really rarely hugs people except family members.
At first, due to her health, she rarely appeared in social situations; in the days after taking the potion, she focused on fighting training, and almost all physical contact was in fighting with Mr. Conti or Ms. Jones.
In the institute, social etiquette seems to be less important. Renes and the others either focus on the experiments at hand or prepare for missions in full swing.
She was always pulled in by Renes as soon as she entered, sometimes to show off her newly cultivated species, and sometimes she was very excited to tell her how perfect the animal experimental data of the newly developed medicine was, and there were even At that time, Renes had to conduct toxicology experiments and dragged her to work as a coolie. Renes was dissecting the mice while she immediately weighed the internal organs next to her, with almost no time to say hello to others.
Mr. Rossi looked at the slightly shy Agnes and curled his lips.
"There are clear traces of pollution on Alyssa's body, and she has been sent to the Harvest Church in Celia." Lord Rossi said with a smile.
Agnes didn't speak, she just reached out and touched her ears.
"Okay, in two days there should be an expert in dreams and memory to investigate you. You are an important person who experienced this case. Although some of the circumstances at the time can be inferred from your narrative today, your memory is vague. There may be some important content in the part, I think we may still need to try to see if it can remind you." Mr. Rossi regained his seriousness and said solemnly.
"Yes, I understand." Agnes nodded.
"In addition, you also need to stay here for a while until we determine whether you are secretly contaminated and your state under the full moon before we can decide whether to let you go."
Agnes nodded obediently, then hesitated and asked, "I want to ask, where is this place?"
Lord Rossi glanced at Agnes with an ambiguous look and said, "This is the underground of St. Diana's Church."
Sure enough, Agnes felt a sense of dust settling, and she felt a little digestion of the "prisoner" characteristics in her body.
Mr. Rossi asked again: "Do you have any other questions or needs? You will have to live here for at least half a month."
Angni asked without any politeness: "Can you add a mirror here? It feels very inconvenient without a mirror."
"Okay, is there any more?"
Agnes thought for a moment and said, "Well, there are pens and paper here. But I haven't read the books on the list the captain gave me. Can you bring them to me?"
Mr. Rossi nodded.
"Okay, you write down their titles. Are there any more?"
Agnes asked tentatively in a joking tone: "So, is the piano okay?"
Mr. Rossi looked at Agnes with a strange look and said: "Angnes, don't be joking. You know, it is impossible to install a piano for you here."
"You're kidding," Agnes muttered, then said, "I want a violin."
