Agnes couldn't help but twitch at the corner of her mouth because of her confusion for just that second.
"I think maybe it was because you couldn't bear to soak your own honey at first?"
Her voice sounded with some unknown emotions, mixed in the cold air of the slightly empty room.
"But now it seems that the original idea of making the choice was not tenable from the beginning."
Agnes twitched the corners of her mouth slightly, and then regained the dignity and seriousness she should maintain.
Your Majesty the Blessed One was stunned for a moment and remained silent for a moment.
"I don't think you need to stay like this, Sister Pagani." He looked at Agnes softly and said, "The Mother Goddess is tolerant and loving, and He is willing to listen to the call of her children. "
"You can definitely be more like a child at this age. Life should be fresh."
Agnes smiled and nodded: "I think being a qualified nun should be the responsibility of 'Agnès Pagani'."
Your Majesty the Blessed One looked a little distressed and rubbed his forehead, couldn't help but sigh, and said with a hint of joking: "I think that the 'qualified nun' has not yet reached the level for a person to become. If there is, One day all records of the nun’s code were lost and destroyed, to the extent that one can still recover all the standards from this nun.”
Agnes smiled in response and explained aloud: "I think it would be more beneficial for me to abide by the nun's rules."
"Of course, I also like fresh life, because just looking at it feels beautiful enough."
Your Excellency the Beloved One stared at Agnes for a long time, and finally said: "It seems that you have your own ideas, Sister Pagani, bless you."
He paused and asked aloud: "Would you like to stay in a church...or a monastery at night?"
Agnes hesitated for a moment and nodded slowly.
There was a knock on the door, and Agnes saw Captain Wentz walking in.
Agnes stood up, saluted His Excellency the Beloved, and prepared to turn around and leave the room.
"The Mother Goddess will be watching you, Sister Pagani."
No, there were more people who needed the Mother Goddess's gaze more than she did.
Agnes made a prayer gesture on her chest, smiled and said "Praise the Mother Goddess" to Your Excellency, then nodded to Captain Wentz, turned around and walked out of the room.
...
"The Mother Goddess protects you, Miss Gregory."
Agnes looked at the young lady whom she had met at Newlyn Manor with calm eyes and said softly.
"Nun?" The young lady raised her eyebrows slightly, with obvious surprise on her face, and said, "The priest just left."
Agnes smiled, sat down next to the girl, looked at the girl calmly, and said gently: "The priest's duty is to take care of your health, and it does not conflict with mine."
"Okay, okay," the girl looked at Agnes, curled the corners of her mouth, and said, "But you look a little younger than me."
"You want to take care of my soul, right? Little sister, what should I call you?" The girl looked at Agnes with a smile on her lips, and she turned her body over.
"Forgive me for not being able to call you 'Mum'."
Agnes suppressed the muscles at the corners of her mouth that wanted to twitch and said, "You can call me 'Sister Pagani'."
"Okay, little sister Pagani." The girl allowed herself to smile and said.
"What are we talking about?"
Agnes thought for a while and asked aloud: "When you were injured, were you afraid?"
The girl was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "You asked too directly, little nun. It's not very friendly to the injured person."
"Feel sorry."
Agnes said softly, looking at the girl.
"Okay, okay," the girl shrugged and looked up at Agnes.
"Before the injury, I was not afraid. After the injury, I suddenly became afraid." The girl couldn't help but move her left arm. After reacting, she stretched out her right hand and grabbed her left elbow.
Telling the truth, this thought flashed through Agnes' mind, and she tried to make her eyes softer.
"To be honest, no one can imagine that an environment that has always been considered safe can cause harm to themselves." The girl said with her eyes slightly lowered.
She hesitated for a moment, then added aloud: "After all, there are so many people here, and there are still people who dare to..."
Agnes listened quietly to Miss Gregory's story. She could easily detect that except for the first sentence of the girl's words, which was telling the truth, the rest was just nonsense - after all, Miss Gregory Obviously not very good at lying.
Agnes looked at the girl and said softly: "There will always be accidents. All we can do is to welcome them."
The girl laughed: "You really don't sound like a child younger than me when you talk like this, little nun."
Agnes thought for a while, stretched out her hand to hug the girl, her hand slightly brushed the girl's left arm, and she clearly found that the girl's left arm was shaking slightly.
...
"Hayden Elwes infiltrated the city... they... had gone after him... but got away." Wentz couldn't help but pick up his pipe, He said with some ambiguity in his mouth.
His eyes were fixed on the house in front of him that had a completely different feel from the photos he had obtained during his previous investigation, with a slightly solemn look on his face.
"However, the reported information... was already sent out when I left, and I also reported it to Your Excellency the Beloved before I left." He said with a slightly deep voice.
"Colclough Garmier, or 'Gotteles', is too confident. We must be careful, even though according to the news, he only lived here for a while before sailing on the Silver Rose. "
"Understood, we know, Captain." Aiden whispered.
Wentz's eyes swept across the dazzling sunlight on the horizon. Even on a winter afternoon, Bodivia's sunny sky was warm enough.
...
"It's perfect." The man put his hand on the skeleton in front of him.
He slowly lifted up the skeleton that had fallen to the ground. A sound like the collision of broken glass resounded in the empty hall, and it seemed as if the skeleton was shaking.
"Now that you have abandoned your instinctive desires, you will begin to dance in a frenzy, like a dancing bone-white flame."
"Come, let us beat the drums and chant the blessings. Let us join our feet in the dance, without end, until the end."
