Agnes thought for a while, smiled bitterly, and said, "Except for the first, the other two don't seem to be my business alone."
As long as her surname is still "Pagani", whether she becomes a nun or becomes a deacon of the church as a "favored one", it means that Count Pagani's connection with the church has deepened, and she cannot directly make the decision on behalf of her father. Decide.
After all, she would leave Feneport City directly, and the impact would need to be faced by her father and Aurelio.
"I hope to communicate with my father." Agnes said to Lord Rossi.
"Okay." Mr. Rossi nodded and said.
...
Agnes sat quietly on the chair and looked out the window. It was almost dawn, and Agnes could already see the morning star on the horizon.
Father knocked gently on the half-open door of the room and walked in.
"Agynes," her father called softly.
His eyes were a little bloodshot, and there were some black and blue under his eyes. It looked like he had not rested at night.
"Father." Agnes stood up and said after a long time.
The father opened his mouth and looked like he wanted to say something, but in the end he just asked: "Your Excellency Rosie Grace said you wanted to discuss something with me?"
Agnes nodded and said: "I want to leave Feneport City, and the church has given me three plans."
As if the dust finally fell to the ground, his father nodded and said calmly: "Yes, it will be easier for you to leave."
Agnes nodded and said directly: "The first one is that I become a church informant with the new identity established by the church for me, and 'Agnès Pagani' died of illness, and I and 'Pagani 'The last name has nothing to do with it anymore."
"What about the second one?" Father asked in a calm voice.
"The second option is that I vow to become a nun of the church and leave home to preach." Agnes turned around and walked to the window, looking out the window and said.
"The third option is for me to become a 'god's favored one' and be sent to other areas." Agnes continued without waiting for her father to ask.
Agnes heard her father ask: "Which one do you want to choose?"
His voice sounded perfectly normal.
"What if I say, I want to choose the first one?" Agnes turned around and said with a smile.
Agnes saw the five fingers of his right hand suddenly exert force and tightly grasp the cane. His arm was shaking slightly, and the bones and veins on the back of his hand were clearly exposed.
"If you want to choose the first one, you won't have to discuss it with me." The father said still looking calm.
Agnes suddenly turned around, her fingers holding the window sill turned blue and white from the force, cracks appeared on the marble window sill, and some stone fragments fell to the ground.
"Yes," Agnes couldn't help laughing and said, "My reason tells me that the first option is the easiest option for everyone, but I actually find that I don't want to choose it in my heart. ?”
"As long as I say a word to Mr. Rossi, Count Pagani's family will have one less lady who is dragging down its reputation. I don't need to consider whether what I do will affect the situation of Count Pagani's family. I just need to hold a funeral. , 'Agnès Pagani' can be buried directly in the cemetery with her mother. You and Aurelio can soon forget your mother and me together, and I can be free from now on... ..”
Agnes grabbed a piece of the marble window sill under her hand. Agnes stared blankly at the stone in her hand and stopped talking.
The father looked at Agnes silently.
It took a long time before Agnes said: "I'm sorry."
The father asked softly: "Do you have any grudge against me?"
Agnes didn't say anything, she squatted down along the wall and buried her head in her legs.
"Because of what? Because of this assassination? Or because of the 'Ring of Thorns'? Or simply because of Mariana's...death?"
Agnes said nothing.
The father sighed, walked to Agnes, hesitated, and finally just stood there.
"No matter what you choose this time, I don't have any objections," his father said.
Agnes said nothing.
The father slowly knelt down, took out a crown from his pocket and placed it next to Agnes.
"I originally wanted to wait until you reach adulthood before giving this crown to you, but now it seems there is no such chance."
"If you have a chance, take this crown and go to Anvar Castle in Bodivia, east of Feneport. There you may be able to find many answers to what you want to know."
Her father put down his crown and turned around to leave the room. Agnes quietly raised her head and looked at her father's back with tears streaming down her face.
...
Mr. Rossi walked into the room and saw Agnes sitting on a chair, staring blankly at a crown.
This tiara looks delicate and small, looking like two branches surrounding a drop of water.
Agnes raised her head and nodded to Mr. Rossi, then turned the crown over, changed it into a necklace and put it around her neck.
"Have you made your decision?" Mr. Rossi sat down opposite Agnes and asked.
Agnes nodded and asked: "Choose the second church to help me forge another identity? After all, if I act as a nun, it may have a negative impact on the church."
"Have you decided to choose the second option? Don't you think about it anymore?" Mr. Rossi stared closely at Agnes's eyes, trying to find a trace of hesitation in them.
Agnes nodded and said, "I have thought about it. The second option is more freeing for me."
"Okay," Mr. Rossi asked directly without asking any more, "What kind of identity do you want?"
Agnes stared at the dim morning light outside the window and said slowly: "A fledgling bounty hunter, born an orphan."
"This is easy to handle. What do you want this identity to be called? Are there any requirements for hometown and educational experience?" Mr. Rossi nodded and asked.
"Ella Boethia has received a secondary education, and there are no other requirements." Agnes said.
"You can think again. A more familiar experience will make it easier for you to disguise." Sir Rossi said.
"I don't think there is any difference," Agnes lowered her gaze slightly and whispered, "After all, I only learned about it in books."
"Okay, I understand." Mr. Rossi nodded and asked, "Aurelio is awake. Do you want to take a look?"
Agnes hesitated and shook her head slowly.
"Aurelio probably doesn't really want to see me."
Without waiting for Mr. Rossi to say anything else, Agnes asked directly: "Did the church or the Bureau of Statistics take over this assassination?"
