City of Llano.
Agnes held up the aliaka wrapped in banana leaves. The filling mixed with pork, beef, muscle and nuts had an attractive color. The embellishment of green peppers and diced carrots added a little more to the overly dark color. bright colors.
Aliaca was originally a festive food for people here in the Pas Valley, but now it can be eaten even at street stalls.
Agnes hesitated for a moment, lowered her head and took a small bite.
It is impossible to ignore that the aroma of meat immediately fills the mouth, and the olives and raisins add a unique taste and resolve the overly rich oil smell.
Agnes chewed a few times and slowly swallowed the food in her mouth.
A nauseating feeling spreads up the esophagus, not particularly intense, but completely impossible to ignore.
Agnes stood there and calmed down, waiting for the nausea to pass. She wrapped the Aliaka in her hand in a banana leaf again and sighed slightly.
"Is it not to your taste, sir?" the bronze-skinned stall owner asked.
"No," Agnes smiled and shook her head, "It's just because of my body that I can't stand greasy food."
Normal food no longer has any appeal to "living corpses". After eating too much uncooked animal flesh, Agnes still wants to try normal food to improve her taste.
Unfortunately, it was obvious that her stomach could no longer tolerate normal food.
"That's such a pity." There was a little sympathy in the stall owner's eyes.
Agnes waved helplessly to the stall owner, turned and walked towards the street.
"133 Blair Street..." Agnes looked at the small house on the corner.
This is Lani's residence, arranged by Mr. Chester.
Obviously, this kind of residence is a surprise for Lani. In such a stable city, such a house of her own.
Agnes raised her hand and knocked on the door. The sound was not loud, but footsteps came from the house almost immediately.
Lani, who already had an obvious bulge in her lower abdomen, opened the door. When she saw Agnes at the door, she was obviously startled and a little wary.
"Lani, good afternoon." Agnes said.
The vigilance in Lani's eyes quickly disappeared, and then she reluctantly opened the door and let the way in.
"Good afternoon, Ms. Boethia," Lani said softly, with a hint of cheerfulness that had never been heard in her words.
"You should be more vigilant, Lani." Agnes said with a hint of teasing.
"Your tone tells me your identity," Rani said casually, taking the small suitcase from Agnes, "and people here call me Mrs. Santos."
"It seems that you are quite satisfied with the surname I gave you." Agnes put the Aliaka in her hand on the dining table and said.
Rani didn't speak, she just quietly picked up the Aliaka on the table and peeled off the banana leaves wrapped casually outside.
She paused slightly as she looked at the bitten corner, then wrapped it in banana leaves again.
"What are you doing in Liano City?" Lani asked.
"It's nothing," Agnes casually fell on the sofa, her tone a little lazy, "Because it's going to be chaotic soon, so I'll find a quiet place to relax first."
Rani nodded silently.
"The Rose School?" she asked.
"More than that," Agnes replied, her voice calm but dangerous.
Rani nodded quietly, turned around and carried Alyaka into the kitchen, and then came out quickly.
"How long?" She stood at the door of the kitchen, blocking the sunlight that poured into the room from the kitchen window, casting a shadow on the floor.
"Maybe a month, maybe two months, who knows..."
The words spoken by Agnes sounded like she was talking in her sleep, slight and gentle, but Rani clearly heard Agnes's words clearly and closed her eyes in pain.
When she opened her eyes again, Agnes, who was leaning on the sofa, was breathing steadily and slowly, and she seemed to be asleep.
Rani sighed slightly and took a pillow and blanket from the bedroom.
She carefully placed the pillow behind Agnes' head, spread the blanket over Agnes, then walked to the window and sat down.
She caressed her lower abdomen and looked out the window in a daze, seeing only the bright sunlight and the empty streets.
------------------
"May you forgive me for taking so long to write to you, Mr. Conti. For nearly half a year, I have been wandering on the sea, wandering on the Plateau of the Stars and the Pas Valley."
"I remember when you were teaching me music, you told me that your father gave you a violin according to the tradition of the bards."
"Although I didn't get a musical instrument as a gift from my father, I still became a bard in the Southern Continent, a bard who sang the songs of the Southern Continent."
“I’m always struck from time to time by the meaning of Southern Continent songs.”
"'Are we really here on earth? Not forever; just a short stay.'"
"I sometimes feel that our connection with the world is so weak. Maybe we are just ghosts wandering this land, dreaming day after day as if we are alive."
"So, for us, do we live in this world, or in the hearts of ourselves and others, Mr. Conti?"
Agnes put down her hand playing the lute and picked up the wide-brimmed hat in front of her.
There were a few scattered Cope coins in the wide-brimmed hat, and Agnes casually took out the coins and threw them into her pocket.
It had been more than two weeks since she had met Rani.
It was expected that Lani would give birth in less than six months, so she gave Lani the contact information of the local Mother Earth Church.
She stayed one night at Rani's cabin, no, Rani's home, and then left, neither her arrival nor her departure being seen by anyone but Rani.
Liano City is too stable, so it is better to be as far away from the center of the storm as possible.
She went to Lansana City, where Vincent, Mr. Chester's student whom she met in Bayam, was.
She was not in a hurry to meet this "Uncle Master", but instead hung out in street taverns and alleys.
She needs to observe the situation in Lansana City, explore information related to various forces, and obtain relevant information about the Rose School from her own perspective.
Of course, the most important thing is waiting for the fluctuation of butterfly wings to develop into a storm.
But the result made her a little disappointed, but not that disappointed. Agnes looked towards the dark alley.
The faint smell of blood came from inside, occasionally mixed with the sound of a slight fight.
Agnes leaned casually on the corner of the alley, with her hands folded across her chest.
Finally, the sounds of fighting stopped, and the sound of slight footsteps gradually approached the entrance of the alley.
Agnes gradually raised her head at the sound of footsteps. The white frost instantly covered the person's feet in her sight, and the other person's movement to stay away completely stopped.
Agnes walked towards the visitor step by step, her footsteps echoing in the alley, stirring up more frost.
