Utravsky was silent for a moment and then said: "When I no longer suppress my cruelty, I will most likely attack you."
He paused and said aloud, "I am a Sequence 6 'Dawn Knight'," he looked a little serious, "I am very good at fighting."
"I believe this." Agnes nodded slightly and smiled, "But please believe that I have the ability to deal with your attacks."
She said softly: "I am also a Sequence 6 Beyonder."
"Then, since the Mother Goddess allows it," Utravsky smiled, "I believe you."
He stood quietly, looking down at Agnes opposite, the muscles on his face twisted little by little, and his expression became extremely ferocious.
Heavy and generous, as if the two-handed giant sword condensed with light appeared in his hands, he took a step forward, and the originally spacious space of the study could only be regarded as a short distance to him - he appeared almost instantly In front of Agnes, an obvious vibration spread from where he landed.
Agnes did not dodge, but also took a step forward. Her face quietly turned pale, extreme anger and hatred appeared in her eyes, and the frost-white ice layer moved towards Utrafs from under her feet. The base spread away, the temperature of the entire room dropped rapidly, and the moisture in the air quietly condensed into pale snowflakes, and then gradually melted into water droplets as it approached the bright and holy light around Utravsky.
The body of the fourteen-year-old, no, soon to be fifteen-year-old girl was small and flexible enough. She shrank her body and almost completely got into Utravsky's arms. The giant sword in both hands slashed at her side with the strong wind. On the carpeted floor, the fabric at the sleeves of the black nun's robe ripped apart, revealing the unscathed pale skin underneath. However, Agnes hugged Wu without stopping with her hands with dark red and purple markings. On Travski's neck, snow-white ice crystals spread under her hands that came into contact with the opponent's skin, and then melted quickly when they touched the opponent's silver-white armor.
"There is good news. The Mother Goddess allows me to influence your state." She jumped onto Utravsky's back and said in his ear, "But there is bad news, Lord Utravsky. You ruined my carpet."
She looked at the completely condensed flower with pale cold light in her hand, and put her spirituality into it without hesitation.
The flower at hand shrank quickly and turned into seeds with a pale cold light. Utravski's movements stopped, the muscles on his face gradually relaxed, and the two-handed giant sword in his hand and the silver-white armor on his body turned into the morning sun. The light spot disappears.
Agnes let go of Utravsky's hands and jumped off his back. The dark red and purple markings disappeared from her right hand. The hatred and anger in her eyes disappeared simultaneously, and only her pale face remained. .
"Thank you for your help, Sister Pagani." He turned around and looked at Agnes standing behind him, slowly squatted down and smiled gently at her. He looked much more relaxed.
"Your Excellency Utravsky," Agnes looked into his light blue eyes. There was no trace of the cruelty shown before, leaving only the peace that a priest in a church often has, "I need to remind you, I just suppressed the explosion of hidden desire to kill more effectively, and this desire occupies a larger proportion in your state, and when it is suppressed, it has a greater impact on your state. Influence."
"But this desire will not die. The unsatisfied thirst will become a buried seed, accumulating nutrients and taking root again in the heart." Agnes said seriously, "In fact, I suggest you go back to Feneport. , report your situation to the church, there are many people in the church who are good at medicine; or find a trustworthy mid-sequence or high-sequence 'spectator' sequence extraordinary, they are very good at solving mental abnormalities."
She thought for a while and then said: "Judging from your state, you look almost completely different when you are no longer repressed. I have no way to solve this problem. This is almost like a precursor to losing control."
"Like the kind of person whose personality has changed under the influence of the power of potions. He is cold, cruel, and indifferent to everything." Agnes added softly.
Utravsky's face gradually became serious as Agnes spoke, and he nodded, "I know this."
"In fact, I contacted the church, and they were unable to do anything about my problem. They thought it was not just a simple mental illness, but also a tendency to lose control. If I can't overcome it, I'm afraid I will eventually lose control and become a monster." Utrafs Key's voice sounded a little deeper.
Agnes nodded, "Then the Beyonders of Sequence 7 and above in the 'Audience' sequence should be helpful to you."
"I can't trust them," Utravsky said frankly. "The evil lunatics of the Psychological Alchemy Society have mastered the potion formula of the 'audience' sequence. I can't tell whether the 'psychiatrist' who can help me is one of their members. , there are no members of the 'audience' sequence in the church."
Agnes suddenly remembered the expert on the "audience" sequence that she drove crazy when she was in Feneport City. He seemed to be a "psychiatrist". Since the church does not have members of the "audience" sequence, there may be doubts behind the church's agreement that this "psychiatrist" tried to obtain the events of the Pavla Monastery from her.
Agnes thought for a moment, then took it back instantly, "Then maybe the extraordinary items in the 'Audience' sequence can also be helpful to you." She said.
Utravsky smiled gently, "Yes, that's what I thought too."
"You can come to me if you can't control your condition again," Agnes said. "If I leave Olavi Island at that time, you can contact my messenger."
"Well, my messenger is a little nightingale." Agnes slowly said the incantation to summon Nightingale, and then said with a smile.
"I will also leave Suniahai after a period of time and go to Backlund, the capital of the Loen Kingdom, to serve as the bishop of the church there," Utravsky said. "The church believes that it will continue to stay in Sunia. The Nian Sea is not conducive to the stability of my state. Avoiding killing and feeling more of the joy of life itself will help improve my problems."
Agnes nodded, was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked: "Can Stitch's matter be resolved so quickly? Or, after a while, the church will no longer need to be responsible for his affairs."
There was obvious astonishment on Utravsky's face, his sparse eyebrows were raised, and he remained silent without speaking.
