Agnes was not surprised that Nightingale would agree to her, just like the purest person in life would not refuse the temptation of his instinctive desire at first, and the behavior that can satisfy this desire to a certain extent is often the most Hard to say no to.
Nightingale chose to open the door of her heart to Agnes and let her hear the most perfect music performed deep in her heart. Along with this music, what was conveyed to Agnes was also her inner life. After thinking about the answer to Agnes's question, her heart's deepest desire——
"I want to keep dancing by your side, serving you and delighting you, until all my vibrations stop, and I fall into your arms under your guidance and become a part of you."
For a moment, Agnes felt that part of her was uncontrollably embarrassed, while another part seemed to think that Nightingale's behavior was natural; for a while, she felt that she should start to get used to such encounters, whether it was Nightingale or herself. Geer, or the Yu Zui Cult, all behave like this, including Xiao Milo, only the Pagani family is special...
Agnes's gift satisfied Nightingale as she expected, although Agnes herself sometimes felt that it might not be called a gift -
She took the initiative to build a relationship with Nightingale, as she had with little Milo, and Nightingale was full of joy.
This can be regarded as the first time Agnes took the initiative to build a connection with others, and everything once again confirmed her previous speculation that this kind of connection is essentially a kind of "pollution", just like the little extension in front of her eyes. The gray-black mist of the pure white light spots, and the black thread connecting the pure white light spots appeared as the connection was established.
She had almost seen that one day, that pure white light point would make the most beautiful traces and fall into the gray-black ocean.
Agnes also truly felt that the basis for this connection, or the medium through which this "pollution" spread, came from the pain in the other person's heart.
Agnes couldn't help but think of the honorable name that little Milo had "heard" and the honorable name that the member of the Council of Destiny told——
"Endless hope, endless pain, the silent one who will never forget."
"The joy that brings pain, the hope that never ends, the god of the unspoken."
And those words Nightingale first told her -
"...The unsatisfied desire gives birth to joy and pain at the same time. The combination of joy and pain gives birth to the spark of joy. The spark of joy buries the endless seed. The endless seed is born in the heart. Only taking root and sprouting in the unpredictable future..."
When viewed side by side, "pain" is obviously an extremely important factor, especially in honorable names. This must represent some qualities. Combined with the currently known information, these pains are most likely to be related to the desires in the heart. related.
And the people who have had contact with her so far, whether it is the resentful spirit Mera in Feneport City, team member Alisa, Stitch who was born unexpectedly, or little Milo in Bodivia, all fit this description. a little.
But if you combine it with more people, such as the Pagani family, members of the Remaining Sin Order, and those who are connected because of the "beacon", this inference seems not so accurate...
This kind of inference is still a step away from revealing the full picture of what is hidden inside.
"No matter how you look at it, there is no doubt that such a trait is that of an evil god..." Agnes couldn't help but smile bitterly and looked at the rare bright sunshine in the sky. List of God’s churches.”
For most people on Olavi Island, the New Year is just a more luxurious concept, and livelihood is a more important thing.
It doesn’t make a difference whether it’s the first day of the new year or ten days have passed – they won’t stop.
Pirates are still wandering on the sea, at most they have restrained themselves slightly due to the strict investigation by the Church of Storms; adventurers are still working hard between the official and the pirates based on their unique principles, and it seems that the interests are still omnipotent; and More often than not, the most ordinary locals are still struggling and don't even have time to complain about their fate of being a troublemaker, but deep down in their hearts they will always think of this at a certain moment.
Agnes rubbed her ears, but there was no change in the various whispers in her ears.
Stitch sent word yesterday that he wanted to see her again - he hoped Agnes was in the identity of Ella Boethia.
To be honest, Stitch made such a request. If you just think about it for a moment, you can find many reasons, such as because it is within the sphere of influence of the Church of Storms, or the dress of the nuns of the Church of the Mother Earth is too eye-catching; but if you go deeper, It will be a little strange, after all, most of the causes that can be found can be solved.
For Agnes, the only thing that cannot be solved is the meaning of the nun's identity - a member of the Church of the Mother Earth.
So what exactly did Stitch want to do? Agnes rubbed her temples and looked at the increasingly dense jungle ahead.
She could feel Stitch's presence, and his anxiety was almost transmitted through most of the jungle.
Judging from such emotions, Stitch's condition is not that good, but Agnes is very sure that there is no corruption in it. For the time being, the possibility of Stitch asking for help because of his poor condition can be ruled out.
And there was another person beside Stitch. Agnes listened carefully to the whispers in her ears and reached out to press the wide-brimmed hat on her head.
Her figure moved through the jungle nimbly and quickly. She narrowed her eyes slightly as she looked at the two figures that gradually emerged.
"Okefa Connor Chris," Agnes paused pressing the wide-brimmed hat on her head and turned her gaze to Stitch next to her, "I thought it was just because you needed help, Stitch. "
"I do need your help, madam." Stitch looked a little ugly and shook his head.
"Is it related to him?" Agnes turned her head and looked at Okfa, raising her eyebrows and asked.
"No, he has other things." Stitch tried to calm down his expression and explained.
"Okay," Agnes showed a smile and said slowly, "It seems that Mr. Okefa can be an insider for the matter you need my help with."
There was a little embarrassment on Stitch's face. He opened his mouth, then stopped.
"Maybe you can wait for me at the Thorn Flower Tavern last time, Mr. Okefa," Agnes looked at Okefa with a clear look and said with a smile, "Things have to be done one by one, right? ?”
"Okay, Ms. Boethia." Okfa nodded, turned and left the jungle, without any hesitation, as if just to get such a response.
Agnes looked at Okfa's leaving figure, raised her eyebrows, and cast her eyes on Stitch.
"Okay, now can you tell me what happened?"
