Agnes looked up at Mr. Accardo's green eyes and said, "People can't always be sensible, and I have a good relationship with Alyssa. ”

"Really?" Mr. Accardo tilted his head slightly to look at Agnes.

"Looks like you don't want to tell me why." Mr. Accardo said as he looked away at the garden below the terrace.

"I've told you what I think, believe it or not." Agnes looked away from the garden as she looked away from Mr. Accardo.

"Yes, a lot of times it's not that important whether it's true or not." Mr. Accardo shook the contents of his glass lightly and looked at Agnes with a smile.

"I'll ask you one more question." Mr. Accardo casually placed the wine glass on the table next to him, turned to look at Agnes, his green eyes with a little meaning, and asked, "You should have seen the obituary of the president of the Blacksmith Guild in Fenerport City this morning, do you have any ideas?" ”

Agnes scoffed and asked, "What should I think?" ”

"From a personal point of view, he and I have nothing to do with him except for a case related to the Blacksmiths' Guild when I first joined the team, and I have not even met him in person; From the point of view of political relations, he is only the part of my father who wants to sweep into the dust of history, and he naturally stands on two sides. He and I are basically two different points on the paper, unrelated, do you expect me to have any emotions worth talking about because of his passing? Instead of sighing with little to no mood swing and then flipping over and not looking again? ”

"What you said suddenly grew a lot." Mr. Accardo said with a laugh.

Agnes paused and said, "Just some of my thoughts. ”

"As far as I know, you've given Count Paganey some ideas before. And they took your idea and took some measures. These measures appear to have had some effect on President Carman's mental state. Mr. Accardo nodded and said.

Agnes listened expressionlessly, without speaking.

"Even then, you don't have any ideas?" Mr. Accardo asked.

"In my opinion, most of the time, the question of 'position' is primary, and the question of 'right and wrong' is secondary."

"What is a 'yes' and what is a 'no' is in many cases cannot be judged with certainty. Rather, it is easier to think directly from a certain standpoint, at least in most cases the decision will not cause any harm to one's side. ”

"And since my father is on the side of abolishing the guilds, it is naturally impossible for me, as his daughter, to have any senseless sympathy for him."

Mr. Accardo nodded in agreement, looked at Agnes and said, "Worthy of the 'philosopher' of the Count Pagani family." ”

"Alright, I'm done with my question. How about let's talk about something light? ”

"I don't think the atmosphere is suitable for talking about light things anymore." Agnes said with a blank face.

"Shall we liven up the atmosphere, then?"

Agnes glanced at Mr. Accardo but did not speak.

Mr. Accardo laughed and said, "It seems that our little Angnes is really angry. ”

Agnes was about to say something when she suddenly felt something and looked up at the sky.

Her enhanced vision allows her to see clearly in the sky even at night, and it is Raven Rose.

"Looks like the heart of nature is looking for something for you." Mr. Accardo said with a smile.

Agnes ignored him, waited quietly for Rose to land on the railing at the edge of the terrace, reached out and took out a note from the small tube on Rose's leg, and received it in his hand, Rose didn't wait long, and flew directly into the sky.

"Aren't you going to take a look here?" Mr. Accardo asked.

Agnes looked up at him for a few seconds before unfolding the note and reading the words carefully.

As she read, Agnes' brow furrowed, and she suddenly looked up at Trevor Accardo.

Mr. Accardo smiled and took a sip from his glass, saying, "It looks like you're not very happy about what was written on the note. ”

Agnes scoffed and said, "Of course, who would want to face the pollution from the Mother Goddess, especially the Pavra Monastery with an unknown source of pollution. ”

"I think you're a little special, maybe a surprise." Mr. Accardo said with a smile as he looked at Agnes with green eyes.

"Looks like you knew about it before." Agnes affirmed.

Mr. Accardo nodded without hesitation and said, "Of course, after all, I am a supporter of this proposal. ”

Agnes stared at Mr. Accardo for a long time before she looked away, laughed, and said, "You are very open. ”

"I've always been very open." Mr. Accardo nodded happily as if he had received a compliment.

"Mr. Accardo, I thought it was Rhaenys' problem, but now it seems that Rhaenys is not wrong, you are indeed a person who is not very likable." Agnes took a sip of juice and said.

"But I guess I'm not like Rhaenys, I hate inexplicable people." Agnes said casually, then picked up her juice and walked out of the terrace.

Mr. Accardo smiled, leaned against the railing at the edge of the terrace, raised his voice a little, and said, "So it's better to talk about music alone." ”

Agnes turned her head to look at Mr. Accardo, who saw him laughing inexplicably, and bent over with a smile, spilling the liquor from the red wine glass he was holding in his hand, and spilling it on his clothes.

"Do you need me to notify the church?" Agnes asked.

"You...... Thought I was going to ...... Out of control? Mr. Accardo clutched his stomach and looked a little out of breath with a smile.

Agne nodded without hesitation.

"I don't think anyone who sees you the way you are now will think you're normal." Agnes said, standing still.

"Hahaha," said Mr. Accardo, dropping his glass on the floor, grasping the railing with both hands and straightening up gradually, "yes, even if you used to ...... Originally...... In front of some of the 'madmen', I look more like a madman now. ”

"But if I do get out of control, are you sure you have the opportunity to get the word out to the church and the ability to guarantee your life in front of me?"

Agnes watched as Mr. Accardo's nails grew and were covered with mysterious symbols and patterns.