"Renice..."
Agnes shook her head helplessly, put away the letter paper in her hand that was full of words, then took a piece of letter paper and started writing quickly.
"I received the letter you sent more than a month ago. The situation at sea is complicated and I can be said to be adrift. This letter has come to me after many twists and turns."
"But now Miss Nightingale is willing to be my messenger, if your letters can be delivered to me through her later."
Agnes paused for a moment with the pen in her hand, and then quickly wrote Nightingale's summons directly in Fenebote language.
"The spirit that travels in the upper world, the one who never stops following the rhythm, is the messenger of Ella Boethia alone."
"In the past month, I was busy with some things that I didn't do much in the past. Sometimes I would think of the Ship of Theseus that Emperor Roselle once mentioned. I encountered some things and felt some subtle changes. This is Things that are bound to happen. Just like there will be wet marks when water flows, and there will be burn marks when fire burns. The appearance of a year's decline and prosperity does not seem to have changed, but everything that is new is no longer old..."
"...You don't need to pay attention to the above words. I originally just wanted to explain to you why I didn't write to you a month ago. People from the Storm Lord Church began to hunt down the rebels in Sonia and Haiti again. , in fact, the resistance forces at sea took the blame for the resistance forces in the southern continent, or in other words, the resistance forces at sea must take the blame. But because of the behavior of the Lord of Storms Church, the situation at sea suddenly became tense during this period. "
"In the next two months, I will stay on Olavi Island, a colonial island belonging to the Loen Kingdom in the Sunia Sea for a period of time, waiting for the situation at sea to ease a bit, and for a special traveler to stabilize, and then I will It should be heading to the Southern Continent.”
"Besides that, I'd also like you to give me some advice... What should pregnant people pay attention to?"
Agnes carefully folded the letter she had written on it and put it in the envelope.
"Nightingale," whispered Agnes, "give this letter to Rhaenys Brandy."
"Yes, ma'am." Nightingale appeared in the ripples, took the letter from Agnes, and then disappeared from the room.
Agnes stood up and shook her head slowly, then subconsciously cast her gaze out the window. She saw Mr. Chester's slightly illusory figure appearing outside the window.
"Mr. Chester," Agnes stood up, opened the window, and said with a smile, "Good afternoon, you can knock on the window to remind me."
"You are writing a letter to your friend," Mr. Chester's slightly illusory figure appeared in the room through the open window, nodding to Agnes with an almost imperceptible smile, " I do not want to bother you."
Agnes was stunned for a moment, then laughed.
"Well, Mr. Chester, we might have to start today's lessons early," Agnes said with a smile, "I need to go out before dark later."
She thought for a while and added: "It's a matter for the people of the Mother Earth Church."
"What about the Earth Mother Church?" Mr. Chester frowned faintly. He thought for a moment and said directly: "You need to pay attention to the believers of the Original Moon."
"Believers of the Primordial Moon?" Agnes raised her eyebrows subconsciously, "Is there anyone from the School of Life here?"
Mr. Chester nodded and fell silent.
So why did Stitch ask him for help? Was the pollution from the "primordial moon" in his body induced by people from the School of Life or was it contaminated again? No, no, no, if this is the case, Oakfa's state will not be so normal, and the low-sequence Beyonders on the cultivator path will not be safe after being exposed to the pollution of this evil god.
Agnes couldn't help but rub her forehead and sighed softly.
"During this time, the School of Life sent a member of the 'Parliament of Destiny' here on Olavi Island," Mr. Chester said. "He is not a member of those factions who believe in the 'Primordial Moon'."
Mr. Chester seemed to have a good understanding of the power of the School of Life on Olavi Island. Agnes nodded as she listened to Mr. Chester’s words.
Is it because of the special hostile relationship between the Rose School and the Life School? Or is it related to his previous mission on Olavi Island?
Various speculations flashed through Agnes's mind for a moment, and she said without changing her expression: "I understand, Mr. Chester."
...
The tall but slightly stooped figure slowly climbed up the tower in the glow of the slightly red sunset. His uncoordinated limbs obviously caused a lot of trouble for his movements.
He cast his gaze on the figure in a nun's robe not far away, and followed the other person's line of sight to the busy port not far from the tower.
"You're here." Agnes withdrew her gaze and looked at the figure with an obvious sense of disharmony.
"Yes, I received your message," Stitch nodded to Agnes. He looked at the nun robe of the Mother Earth Church on Agnes and said hesitantly, "Paganis ...Mum."
Agnes couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips.
"Ah, you are right to call me that," Agnes said with a slight smile in her voice, "Why do you hesitate?"
"Because you are an adult, so you are ashamed to speak?"
"You..." Stitch's face showed a little helplessness, "You are more lively than when you were in Feneport City, no, straightforward, no... .”
"I know what you mean," Agnes interrupted Stitch, "but I guess that's not our focus today."
Stitch breathed a sigh of relief, nodded under Agnes's gaze, and said, "I want to ask you to go with me to meet someone?"
Agnes raised her eyebrows slightly but said nothing.
"I met a person because of the church's mission, and he was curious about the inconsistency between my mental and physical state." Stitch looked at Agnes and explained.
"So he wants to study you?" Agnes said.
Stitch slowly shook his head, "He just reminded me that after all, I am a member of the church. But a person who appeared later behaved a little strangely when he saw me."
Stitch said with gradually confused expression, "And he's acting a little strange."
Agnes couldn't help frowning and listened quietly to Stitch's story.
“I could feel the deep madness and cruelty hidden under his seemingly normal appearance, and the faint stench like dry and rotting corn leaves in a barn,” Stitch recalled softly, “and when he got close, , I could faintly feel something in my body being aroused, and then being forcibly suppressed..."
"It's like..." He stared at Agnes, and his voice gradually became smaller. After a long time, he looked at Agnes and said softly: "It's like when you reminded me every time I was underground at St. Diana's Church. It’s the same as before they left for the time being.”
