"Did Mr. Dreiser say when he would come to visit?" Agnes put the newly bought gray plaid wide-brimmed hat on her head and asked Milo who was standing aside.
"I told him at that time that if he wanted to see you, please come back in the afternoon. I didn't say a specific time." Xiao Milo frowned and said.
"According to social etiquette, it should be around three or four o'clock." Agnes took out her pocket watch from the pocket of her windbreaker and looked at it. "He should be knocking on the door soon."
"Okay, then I'll go first..." Little Milo nodded and reached out to pick up the newspaper on the table.
"Wait a moment, little Milo," Agnes turned around and looked at little Milo seriously, "Don't worry, I have something I want to talk to you about."
Little Milo looked at Agnes's serious expression and felt a little uneasy, "You can wait until Mr. Dreiser visits..."
Agnes couldn't help but sigh and stretched out her hand to hold Milo's shoulder, "But before our conversation requires a visit from Dreiser."
Her blue eyes looked closely at Xiao Milo's tense expression, and she thought for a moment before speaking out: "I need you to follow him and help me observe the situation of the Yu Zui Cult."
"Yu Zui Cult?" Xiao Milo's tense face showed some doubts, and he couldn't help but ask.
A smile appeared on Agnes's lips and she nodded, "Yes, the Remaining Sin Cult..."
Agnes considered her words and whispered: "It's a bit of admiration..."
"Your believers?" Little Milo seemed to understand what Agnes wanted to say, and said directly, "You want me to observe them?"
"Tell me your observations about them. This is the first task I give you." Agnes nodded slowly, "Besides, I have some other requirements for you. "
"I will find a way to entrust Dreiser and the others to arrange for you to continue your studies at Loen," Agnes thought for a while and said, "I hope you can study seriously there. In the extraordinary world, knowledge is dangerous but dangerous. It’s also power, and I don’t want you to become the kind of extraordinary person who only relies on the power given by potions.”
"Whether it is grammar or science, it is also an integral part of your strength. It can assist you in many cases and allow you to exert stronger strength. This is the second point I ask of you. Do your best to learn useful knowledge. ."
Little Milo nodded and looked at Agnes seriously, waiting for Agnes' next words.
"The last point, about your promotion and the study of occult knowledge..."
Agnes thought for a while and said aloud: "The Aurora Society has a relatively strong force in the Kingdom of Loen. If you..."
"I will not pray to the gods they worship." Milo said aloud.
"According to your ideas," Agnes raised her lips and smiled, "But you must at least become a complete Sequence Nine first. Didn't you also say that you would solve your own problems?"
"The environment in the Kingdom of Loen is relatively safe as long as it does not attract the attention of the church. It is suitable for your promotion at a low sequence. However, you need to obtain the magic potion formula and the required materials by yourself. Of course, I will also help you... ..." Agnes whispered.
"I know, ma'am," Xiao Milo nodded seriously, "I will be promoted sooner."
Agnes couldn't help but smile and touched Xiao Milo's head, "Besides, the knowledge of occultism must be mastered. Although you have mastered Hermes, you are not proficient enough and still need to strengthen it. "
"Lunn and I have taught you ritual magic, divination and channeling before, but these are just the basics of mysticism. You need to continue to study in depth. After all, it is logical that the secret prayer path is better at these."
"If you encounter a problem, you can ask me through the contact between us, or..." Agnes hesitated and continued: "...call my messenger."
Agnes took out the note prepared in advance from her pocket and handed it to little Milo.
"You can call her Miss Nightingale, this is the sentence that summons her."
Little Milo took the note and read it carefully, then folded it and put it back in his pocket.
"I will fulfill your request seriously," Xiao Milo nodded vigorously and said, "But when can I come back to you?"
Agnes showed a devilish smile and said loudly: "At least mid-level, or your grades in school can meet the standards for passing the university entrance exam."
Little Milo nodded, looked at Agnes with bright eyes and asked: "In addition to asking you questions, can I also pray to you?"
"Of course," Agnes reached out and ruffled Milo's hair, "I will go to Luen to find you after I finish what I need to do."
…
"Ms. Boethia, Dresser Mandaan," the young man stared at Agnes with his black eyes, pressed his black-gloved palm on his chest, bowed seriously and said: "Nice to meet you."
Agnes looked at the boy in front of her who could hardly relate to the outrageous words she had said when she first met him. She couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth, took off the hat on her head, and bowed slightly.
"Ella Boethia," Agnes said aloud, "or I would be happier if you preferred my other name..."
Agnes looked at the young man in front of her who was frowning and looking a little confused, and raised the corners of her mouth slightly.
"Agnès Pagani!" Dreiser seemed to have figured something out. He couldn't help but open his eyes wide and raised his voice, "No wonder Mr. Yannings..."
Agnes raised her eyebrows and looked at Dreiser calmly.
"No wonder Mr. Yannings clearly said that we should contact Ms. 'Ella Boethia', but he gave me a lot of information on 'Sister Pagani' and asked me to read it..." Dreiser said in Agnes He tried hard to regain his tone in his voice, "The Order has never been allowed to contact the Pagani family, Mr. Yannings..."
Dreiser gradually fell silent, but his eyes were still fixed on Agnes.
"You have the breath of the Lord on your body." He said suddenly, with a faint light in his eyes.
Agnes raised her eyebrows slightly, reached out from her pocket and took out a seed mixed with blood and pale cold light, and picked off the gray-black mist on it: "Is this the smell you are talking about? "
Dreiser's eyes closely followed Agnes' fingers picking up the gray-black mist, and he nodded with a puzzled frown.
Agnes almost sneered and said: "I'm sorry to tell you that this is not from the Lord in your mouth, but from my hunting of a werewolf."
