Chapter 18 Lord Utravsky

Style: Fantasy Author: Huixiang RongyuWords: 2253Update Time: 24/01/12 13:40:23
Agnes has memories of Utravsky in her mind. He is a favored person of the Mother Goddess of the Earth. He has a devout faith. After believing in the Mother Goddess of the Earth, he went to Backlund, the capital of the Loen Kingdom. Became the bishop of Mother Earth Church in Backlund Harvest Church.

The fact that the other party came to visit her today, and even chose a formal visit, which was more of a ritualistic way of socializing, was definitely not because of matters related to the Mother Earth Church, but could only be because of more personal matters.

Agnes counted the time, returned to the room, took off the "Laughter Mask", put on her black nun's robe, glanced at the person in her glasses, touched the ring on her right ring finger, and reached out. A prayer gesture was drawn on the chest.

"O compassionate Mother Goddess, please forgive me for my sin of vanity and arrogance, and restrain me with kindness and kindness."

She looked at the nun in her glasses again until those eyes were filled with peace, then she turned around and opened the door and walked out.

Lani was stunned for a moment when she saw Agnes walking down the stairs, then raised her eyebrows slightly and asked tentatively:

"Ella?"

"You can call me Sister Pagani." Agnes drew a prayer gesture on her chest and said softly with a peaceful smile.

Lani gritted her teeth and said no more.

Agnes ignored Lani's confusion, but looked in the direction of the door and said softly: "The guests are here."

She stretched out her hand to open the door and walked out of the house slowly.

She subconsciously cast her eyes on the tall figure next to Stitch. This is a standard Fusac person's appearance. Under the influence of the magic potion, his figure has become taller and taller, like a hill. When he walked over, the rare bright sunshine in the afternoon was blocked, but due to the angle of the sunlight, no oppressive shadow was cast. Judging from his face, he is in his thirties and almost forties, a stage when a person has just matured and understood his heart.

"Your Excellency Utravsky." Agnes bowed her head slightly and made a prayer gesture on her chest.

"Sister Pagani." The middle-aged man's slightly tough voice had a faint softness in it. Agnes raised her head and looked at the other person's face. His eyebrows were light and sparse, and there was a peaceful and peaceful look in his eyes. The suppressed cruelty combined, and she withdrew her gaze, thoughtfully.

"I think you have something you need to talk about in the study," Agnes said softly. She turned her eyes to Stitch and said with a peaceful smile, "Maybe you could talk to Lani first?"

"Okay, Mummy Pagani." Stitch nodded with a smile on his uncoordinated face.

"I thought you would have at least one Holy Emblem of Life here." Utravsky said softly after following Agnes to the study, looking around the room's furnishings.

Agnes glanced at him and opened her right hand. The thorn ring sparkled in the sunlight that penetrated the room.

"This ring, which symbolizes the identity of a nun, is on the ring finger of my right hand instead of the ring finger of my left hand, isn't it?" Agnes said softly.

"When a nun's ring is worn on the ring finger of the right hand, it symbolizes the nun's nature; when a nun's ring is worn on the ring finger of the left hand, it symbolizes..." He followed the ring and recalled his memory. "Faith occupies everything in the heart, leaving no room for secular marriage."

"You are so honest," he suddenly understood. He slightly hunched his back and looked at Agnes, "you make no secret of your spiritual life."

"You are the favored one of the Mother Goddess, and I do not want to deceive you." Agnes raised her head and looked into Utravsky's light blue eyes, "I pray to the Mother Goddess, and I agree and am willing to abide by it." The teachings of the Mother Goddess are not devout believers of the Mother Goddess.”

She raised her hand and drew a prayer gesture on her chest, "The only thing I can do is to pray to the Mother Goddess to forgive my sins and fulfill my responsibilities. Because people can deceive others, but they cannot deceive their own hearts."

"Even if the Mother Goddess cares about you and pays attention to you, aren't you willing to work hard for the Mother Goddess?" He asked in a low voice.

Agnes silently drew the prayer gesture on her chest again without speaking.

"Okay, I understand. The Mother Goddess never rejected you, but you rejected the Mother Goddess for some reason I don't know." He nodded, looked around the sofas and seats in the room, and then left. Sitting on the sofa opposite the desk, Agnes resisted the urge to raise her hands to rest her forehead. She had to admit that the sofa in her room was too much for this tall Fusac native. A little smaller.

She lifted her legs and walked to the other side of the sofa to sit down, staring at the changing cruelty and peace in Utravsky's light blue eyes, and recited words almost like poetry in a soft voice.

"His ability to worship has become the source of all his evil deeds: a person who loves God in an inappropriate way will force others to love his God too," her voice gradually became a little colder, "and if anyone dares to refuse , I want to kill whoever..."

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and opened them after a long time.

"Thank you for the reminder," he said with some softness in his voice again, looking at Agnes with his light blue eyes, "I almost couldn't control myself just now."

"This is related to the purpose of your coming today." Agnes said in a positive tone.

"Yes," Utravski nodded, "This is indeed one of the purposes of my coming here today. Stitch said that if you can stabilize his condition, then maybe you can also help with my current condition. ."

"In fact, only when the Mother Goddess will intervene," Agnes shook her head, "otherwise it will cause some consequences that you may not want to see."

"Of course, if you are willing, you can tell me about your situation, and maybe I can give you some advice." Agnes quickly added when disappointment flashed in her light blue eyes.

"I once committed serious crimes and was a ferocious pirate." He looked at Agnes with his light blue eyes and showed a little smile, which seemed a little calmer. "The teachings of the Mother Goddess saved me from the hell in my soul. Pull up and make me feel ashamed of who I was.”

"I thought I had been completely moved by the pure joy of life, but in my recent confession, I discovered that the old me who loved killing and was passionate about fighting still exists in my heart, trying to regain control of my behavior and make me deviate from The Teachings of the Mother Goddess.”

Agnes silently drew a prayer gesture on her chest, and then said softly: "Perhaps you would rather repent to the Mother Goddess now?"

"Yes, this is indeed what I hope for now." Utravski stood up, reached out and pressed his temples, looking a little tired.

"Maybe you can wait for a while before confessing," Agnes looked at Utravsky steadily and suddenly said, "I want to check your state through some methods, but I just need you to have strong willpower. , and even more need the permission of the Mother Goddess.”

"Of course, the fact that I came to you is allowed by the Mother Goddess," Utravsky nodded, "What do you need me to do?"

"No longer suppress the cruelty in your heart." Agnes was silent for a moment and then said.