"What's wrong with you, Agnes?" Disturbed by Agnes' sudden movement to sit up straight, Marcono turned around and asked in a low voice.
Agnes was pale and looked abnormal.
"I..." Agnes was trembling a little, and she whispered: "I'm sorry, I'm a little uncomfortable and want to leave."
Before she finished speaking, Agnes stood up and left the auditorium without any abnormality except for her pale face, and walked towards the aisle.
"Agnès?" Marcono asked in a low voice with some confusion.
Mr. Conti turned his eyes, saw Agnes' strange behavior and stood up to follow her.
"Mr. Conti? Agnes, she..." Marcono was a little worried and wanted to ask something.
"I'll go take a look, you stay here." Mr. Conti said casually, ignoring Marcono's reaction, and walked out.
Marcono wanted to ask something, but he had to stay in the audience a little uneasily.
...
Agnes only felt an almost suffocating sense of uneasiness lingering in her heart, making her subconsciously want to leave here and go where she should go.
But where I should go...
Where should I go?
Agnes' pace was getting faster and faster, and she felt extremely anxious in her heart. It seemed that something important was about to happen somewhere, and she had to be there, otherwise...
What would happen otherwise? Agnes could never remember it, but she felt she should know.
"Miss?"
In the corridor, Hetty, who was followed by two maids carrying things, saw Agnes and made a confused sound.
The rapid steps stopped, and Agnes turned her gaze. Her somewhat scarlet eyes stared at Hetty. Hetty and the two maids subconsciously kept silent.
"Hetti?" Agnes asked.
"Miss..., what's wrong?" Hetty swallowed and asked.
"You..." Hetty saw that Agnes was silent for a while, and said with some difficulty: "Go to... the Biological Research Institute and find... Captain Claude Hicks."
"Tell him... tell him... Agnes asks for Lord Rossi's help."
Hetty was startled, but did not dare to speak.
Suddenly, Agnes, who originally seemed calm and normal, started running wildly. In an instant, Agnes disappeared from Hetty's eyes.
"Where are you going, young lady?" the maid behind her asked cautiously.
Hetty's face looked a little ugly and she didn't answer her question. She walked quickly outside the concert hall and even dropped what she was holding and ran.
...
Agnes only felt that her consciousness was in a trance. She watched "herself" walk out of the concert hall, watched "herself" ask Hetty to ask Mr. Rossi for help, and watched "herself" run out of the concert hall.
She watched "herself" running on the street at a speed that was obviously different from ordinary people, causing people to exclaim.
She felt that she was just a bystander, and she felt peaceful inside, even with a sense of overlooking, watching all the actions of "herself".
But this is wrong. She should be a little more panicked, a little more scared, a little more painful, instead of being as calm as she is now. She should be like she was then...
At that time? when?
Same as then? What does it look like?
...
Agnes ran quickly on the street. People's exclamations could not disturb her. Her only thought was that she should run faster.
The high heels on her feet have long disappeared. She threw them away right after leaving the concert hall because the shoes hindered her movement.
She knew that her current behavior was inappropriate. After all, her current speed was obviously not something that normal people could achieve. Although there were not many people on the street at this time, it was not empty, and those who saw it were likely to suspect the existence of extraordinary power.
Maybe the church will punish her for her current behavior after today, but that will happen later. Now there is only one thought in her mind, and that is to go faster.
That feeling of uneasiness has overwhelmed me, as if suffocating, and even carries an indescribable feeling of guilt.
She couldn't describe what she was feeling in her heart right now. Maybe she was panic? Maybe it's fear? Perhaps the most suitable word is "mixed flavors"?
Agnes thought somewhat self-deprecatingly, but she could not answer this question.
She only knew that she should hurry up and get to the place where her father and the others were holding the banquet tonight, otherwise it would be too late. Unfortunately, her physical limitations did not allow her to exert her full strength.
No, why did she say "again"?
Forget it, it doesn't matter.
...
Agnes' steps gradually slowed down, and she could already see the guards of the manor.
It was obvious that the manor was heavily guarded today. After all, Aurelio had said that Prince Byers would arrive today, so strengthening the guard was a matter of course.
Agnes slowed down her pace. The skin of her bare feet on the ground had been worn out by running for a long time, leaving a trail of blood behind her from an unknown source.
Agnes saw that the guard was obviously on guard, she smiled helplessly and walked forward.
"Miss, you are not allowed to enter here." A guard stopped her.
"Sorry." Agnes said casually, without stopping at all.
"You..." The guard's face tightened, and he tried to take out his weapon but failed.
All the guards who could see Agnes were obviously in a trance, with ferocious expressions on their faces, as if they were crying and smiling, with their mouths open as if they were about to cry, but in the end no sound came out.
Agnes took the opportunity and walked in. The guards were all in this weird state without any obstruction.
…
Agnes stopped in front of the steps, her eyes slightly dazed.
"Why am I here?"
She slowly looked around and clearly identified where she was.
Although this place couldn't be said to be so familiar to her that she could recognize it with her eyes closed, it was at least not unfamiliar. After all, she had been here many times in the past few months.
This is Lehua Manor, the property of Marquis Durant, and the venue for my father's celebration dinner tonight.
She remembered how she suddenly came to this place when she was listening to Mr. Hamilton's music in the concert hall just now.
He obviously told Aurelio that he would not come today...
Although she didn't know why she came to this place, she knew what she should do now -
She reached out and slowly opened the door and looked inside.
Her eyes, which were originally just a little scarlet, suddenly seemed to be soaked in blood. Inches of white hair grew out of her body.
