Agnes stood there without speaking for a long time. She watched the feathers move upward slowly, and finally floated and stopped in front of her eyes.
She raised her hand and grabbed the feather. The airflow disappeared, and the power that came through the connection also disappeared.
"Ms. Boethia, using power like this will have side effects." She heard little Milo say.
"What side effects?" Agnes asked with a frown.
"The next step you walk will make you want to jump." Agnes heard little Milo say seriously.
Agnes tried to control little Milo's body to take a step forward, and then found that her right foot was standing on tiptoe as if it was out of control. Then it was lifted up under her control, and she took a step forward, stepping firmly on the foot. on the ground.
Agnes twitched the corners of her mouth and asked in her heart: "It looks like it can be overcome."
"But Ms. Boethia, it has not disappeared, it still exists." Little Milo said seriously.
Agnes continued to control Milo's body and took several steps forward. With each step, she could feel that the leg that took the first step would jump up first.
"Ms. Boethia, let it be completed. After it is completed, this desire will disappear." Little Milo's voice sounded helpless.
Agnes no longer controlled it forcefully. She felt Milo's body jump forward. Then Agnes regained control of Milo's body and took a step forward. Her control finally returned to normal.
"How did you know? Through whispers?" Agnes asked in her heart.
"No, Ms. Boethia, after you successfully used this power, I seemed to naturally know the side effects in my heart."
Agnes frowned. She recalled how she felt after trying it in Anvar Castle. She only remembered that she went to sleep after trying it and did not receive any premonition of any side effects.
Is it because it didn't complete successfully? Or is it because of her specialness? Agnes decided to try again when she went back.
"Is there anything else you know naturally?" Agnes asked in her heart.
"I know that the greater the impact of what you do with this power, the greater the side effects." Xiao Milo said after being silent for a while.
Agnes nodded, she thought this was a matter of course.
"But this method seems to be somewhat different from me sacrificing what I have in exchange for power." Xiao Milo thought for a while and then added.
"Do you know what you will get by sacrificing yourself in exchange for power?" Agnes asked in her heart.
"I know." Little Milo said firmly, without any hesitation in his words.
"Actually...if you need to know, Ms. Boethia, I can give it a try." Little Milo said hesitantly.
Agnes shook her head and said in her heart: "What you need to sacrifice is what you own. You should not abandon it for me."
Agnes heard that little Milo seemed to smile a little shyly, and said to Agnes with some excitement: "No, what belongs to me does not necessarily need to stay with me. I want to give my right to Your praises are offered to you.”
Agnes:?
"Ms. Boethia, please give me control of my body and just keep your eyes on me." Little Milo's voice sounded a little excited.
Agnes did not refuse, and withdrew most of the spiritual energy she had invested. Her consciousness returned to the perspective of a bystander, and Milo's consciousness regained control of his body.
Agnes saw little Milo walking up to Agnes's body without hesitation, kneeling in front of Agnes's knees in a praying posture, and his words seemed to be mumbling in his sleep.
"Lady Boethiah, I would like to offer my words of praise to you to please your heart, and may you grant me rest in your guidance."
Agnes:?
She heard little Milo's prayer very clearly, not only in the ears of her body, but also through the connection in her heart.
She saw a gray ocean, with black hair-like threads extending from her body, floating in the ocean and connecting to different places. Some people were already in her field of vision, and their bodies were gradually being The gray color seemed to be dissolved in the sea water, leaving only a head with a distorted face, and most of the remaining people were still outside her sight, with black threads stretching out, and the edges could not be seen.
Agnes followed the prayer and found a black thread, and her consciousness touched the black thread.
Along with the prayer came countless overlapping words.
Her consciousness swept over those words casually, and she couldn't help but blush.
Agnes didn’t know where Milo had learned so many exaggerated rainbow farts, such as “You are like an unreachable dream that has descended on my world” and “You are the radiance of the sky that never ends.” ", what "My worship and awe for you is like facing the stars"...
What kind of nightmare is this? Why should I listen to these horrible words? Obviously these compliments don't seem to describe me, okay!
Agnes held back the corners of her mouth that twitched, and she began to think about whether she should refuse this sacrifice.
"Why refuse?" Agnes felt such a voice suddenly sounded in her heart.
Immediately, she felt a force coming out of nowhere, and she couldn't help but reply along the line:
"as you wish."
Immediately, Agnes felt that the power that enveloped her consciousness poured into Xiao Milo's body along the connection. The thread of connection that had been looming in Agnes's feelings gradually became solidified.
There seemed to be no change in Little Milo's vision, but Agnes suddenly had a realization in her heart. Little Milo's intuitive premonition would be strengthened, and he could rely on his intuition to form a picture in his mind.
"Who are you?"
Agnes felt that she was not panicked at all. She just calmly asked this question in her heart.
The other party seemed to just laugh, and then a word of praise appeared in her heart: "Find the items in the 'audience' sequence earlier."
Immediately, the gray sea in front of Agnes disappeared. She couldn't help but blinked and saw little Milo standing in front of her.
Little Milo smiled at Agnes.
"I gained the ability of 'intuitive premonition'." Little Milo said with a smile to Agnes.
"I know." Agnes nodded and said with some embarrassment: "But those you sacrificed...are too exaggerated."
Xiao Milo's expression looked a little sad, and he said hesitantly: "Don't you like it? But those are what I want to say. You are really like a person who never ends in my heart... "
It's not me you should be praising, I still want to refuse. Agnes couldn't help but smile bitterly. Seeing that little Milo had a tendency to repeat those words, she quickly interrupted and asked: "Can you continue to say those words of your sacrifice?"
Little Milo nodded and said: "Yes, I can still praise you like this, but I can no longer use those words to praise anyone else, nor will I have the desire to praise them like this."
Isn't this just a bunch of exclusive rainbow farts? Agnes felt a little broken inside, so how narcissistic would it be to agree to such a sacrifice?
But the final answer to this sacrifice was through myself, and Agnes felt that she needed some time to calm down.
Agnes took a deep breath, stood up, put a hand on Milo's shoulder and said, "It's very late today. It's time for me to leave. You should go to bed early."
Little Milo nodded and asked: "Ms. Boethia, will you come to me again?"
Agnes hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Maybe. But I will leave Bodivia in a week."
Little Milo frowned and looked unhappy, but said nothing. He then asked: "Will Ms. Boethia look at me through contact again?"
Agnes hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.
Little Milo showed that innocent smile and said with a little excitement: "I will also contact you and pray to you from time to time."
