"Stitch is a devout believer of the Mother Goddess." Agnes opened her eyes and looked at Stitch, saying with a slight smile.
The old man just nodded and did not discuss this topic again.
Agnes closed her eyes again, listening to the exchange between Stitch and the old man, and said no more.
Judging from the exchanges between them, the basis for the cooperation between the church and the non-"Original Moon" believers in the Life School lies in the hostility between the Rose School and the Life School.
The church took revenge on the Rose School on the grounds that the tragedy that occurred at Pavla Monastery in Feneport City more than half a year ago was committed by members of the Rose School.
To be honest, Agnes felt that such a reason was outrageous, and she always had a feeling in her heart that the relationship between the Rose School and the Life School should be necessarily hostile to the church, although she could not think of the specific reason for the time being.
But if we only deduce it from logic, the Rose School and the School of Life have the same commonality, that is, these two secret organizations were born in the early fifth era, and there are two factions within them. Although they have two factions, the reasons for their emergence are different. In the Life School, it is because it was originally an alliance formed by extraordinary people who regarded themselves as absolute rationalists and believers who worshiped the "Primordial Moon" under the pressure of the seven major churches. In the Rose School, it was because of the change in the gods of belief that indulgence appeared. The split between the Temperance and Temperance factions...
No, maybe more than that. Agnes added in her mind to her speculation just now. As far as she knows, there are not no followers of the "Primordial Moon" in the Rose School. Although the goddess of the night is the god who controls the "moon", Agnes always feels that it is a bit strange to use "moon" to refer to the goddess of the night.
Of course, all this is just Agnes' feeling for the time being, and she will not take action to find evidence to verify this feeling for a long time. After all, the secrets of the Earth Mother Goddess and the Night Goddess must mean It's a huge danger, otherwise I wouldn't just have feelings and no memory.
Non-"Original Moon" believers in the School of Life would agree that cooperation with the Church of the Mother Earth is even more strange to Agnes. The School of Life was originally an alliance that was reluctantly mixed together under the pressure of the seven major churches in the early fifth era. The vigilance against official extraordinary people cannot be dispelled by ordinary means, unless...
Before that, she had first reached a tacit understanding with the senior leaders of the School of Life, and Agnes was even more convinced of this in her heart. She glanced at the deserted streets shrouded in crimson moonlight the night before, and then turned her head to look at Stitch.
"When will your teammates arrive?" Agnes asked aloud.
"Tomorrow," Stitch replied.
"Then you'd better find a safer place tonight." Agnes glanced at the suitcase in his hand and said casually.
"I understand," Stitch nodded vigorously, "I will go to a place with as few people as possible tonight and will not go back to the hotel to avoid harming the residents here if something goes wrong."
Agnes was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but smile a little helplessly.
"Maybe you still need help for a while?" she said.
"Yes," Stitch nodded with a hint of surprise, "Thank you very much."
...
"I thought the 'uninhabited place' you mentioned would be closer to the area where humans live." Agnes looked at the surrounding environment and said casually.
"This kind of place is actually more suitable for me to fight." Stitch's face showed some visible relief, and his body that looked very uncoordinated moved the branches and vines leaning in front of him with unusual ease and skill. Open and speak.
He was not prepared to fight. Agnes clearly extracted this information from Stitch's words. Without saying anything, she raised the shoes and socks she had taken off earlier for walking convenience.
To be honest, the role of vision in the forest at night is greatly limited. There are countless layers of plants from short to tall above the head, making it impossible to see the sky. It is difficult for the sun to reach here during the day, and the moonlight at night is also almost invisible. Completely isolated.
As for her other senses besides vision, after being strengthened several times by the potion, she could easily construct the scene around her.
The tree vines lying under her feet, the sticky soil, and some small hard-shelled objects, some of which were shed bark, some of which were products of birds, and some of which were hidden bugs, came to her through a kind of It was said that the unfamiliar but vaguely familiar microscopic touch conveyed all the relevant information, and the skin strengthened by the magic potion allowed her to move freely in such a forest.
And the surrounding muddy nest made a subtle "puff" sound when water dripped from above, the entangled trees and vines that quietly changed their positions under Stitch's control, and the leaves that sometimes brushed against clothes and skin. The thin mist of water and the continuous drizzle flowing from various gaps above her head were also constantly transmitting information to her brain about this kind of creature moving nearby, but Agnes felt that she had received a rare Relaxing because this forest is so peaceful.
"I have never been so deep into this forest before." Agnes whispered, looking in awe as Stitch stretched out his hand and pinched a small light brown snake as thick as two fingers that poked its head out from among the vines. neck.
"Then we may be able to get a delicious supper in this forest at night. This is a gift from the mother goddess." Stitch reached out and opened the mouth of the little snake, and let Agnes take a look at the food in its mouth. Looks like, "This is not a venomous snake. It has no fangs. Without fangs, there is no way to inject venom."
"It's a pity that the enemy won't let us take it easy." Agnes shrugged and said. She took a closer look at the little snake's eyes, and then looked in the direction behind her, as if a large bird was passing by her ears. The sounds of the forest were clearly audible to her ears.
"Yes, I know, this snake is the enemy's eye, and the slug over there has also told me of the opponent's existence." Stitch's voice sounded beside Agnes, and Agnes saw the surroundings The rapid growth of branches and vines intertwined with each other, tightly covering the figures of himself and Stitch.
A harsh sound sounded, and the sharp nails covered with mysterious symbols and patterns used quiet black flames to snap off several layers of intertwined branches and vines, and then made a sharp and harsh sound on a vine with traces of blood-colored patterns.
"Please protect yourself first, Mum." Stitch's uncoordinated body expanded strangely, and vines with blood-colored patterns grew out of his body.
"Then, please pay more attention to my state."
