The four seasons in Seville don't seem to be very obvious. Even though it's November, most of the trees are still green, the grass is still green, and the flowers are still blooming, and if you don't happen to see the maple trees by the church quietly turning yellow and red, no one can detect the steps of autumn.

The cattle and sheep are still gnawing on the grass and basking in the sun, and they are so calm that they can't live forever; The pigeons by the Esul River, the wild ducks flutter and flutter when they are full, and jump into the river to bathe; The cat on the side of the road was lazily lying on its side, curiously looking at the passers-by.

The windmills at the edge of the farm twirled slowly, the tavern was filled with occasional laughter, and the square held a classic statue of the saint and looked up at the spire of the tower of the Church of Mother Earth not far away.

Many believers are curious about the arrival of a new nun from the Mother Earth Church two weeks ago, who often plays the harpsichord during Mass, and sometimes helps out when there are not enough nurses in the church hospital.

The children at the dock will proudly tell the adults that they saw the mom disembark from a ship from Fenerport City, and then the adults will write it down as a talking point for their next conversation.

And the ladies who have seen this nun are muttering, how can such a girl become a nun?

......

"Nun, what a beautiful nun you are!" The old lady looked at Agnes with a smile and said.

Agnes paused for a moment before nodding with a smile and speaking softly:

"Thank you."

The little priest next to him couldn't help laughing, and when Agnes looked at him, he quickly lowered his head and turned his attention to the work at hand.

Ignoring the little priest's reaction, Agnes carefully bandaged the old lady's wounds, and then said with a smile:

"Okay, ma'am, it's good that I didn't hurt my bones this time, but I still have to be careful when I walk in the future."

The old lady smiled and nodded.

"Will your child come and pick you up?" Agnes asked softly.

"They'll be here soon." The old lady replied.

"Okay, then let the volunteers take care of you during this time." Agnes said with a smile, packing her belongings into a small box.

She walked out of the room with the little suitcase, and the little priest followed.

"You just blushed, Sister Pagani." The little friar said with a smile.

Agnes nodded slightly, and said calmly, "I feel it, it's my problem, it comes from my false vanity. ”

The little priest waved his hand a little nervously, and quickly explained.

"No, no, it's not...... The people of Seville are just more welcoming, you have to understand, Sister Pagani. ”

"That lady just likes you more, that's why she said that."

"I understand." Agnes nodded, and said, "But, to be honest, I don't know much about medicine, and I don't want to be too involved in treating patients. ”

"Really? I think you're pretty professional, we're always short of people. The little priest shrugged helplessly.

Agnes shook her head helplessly and said, "Forget it, the vespers are about to start, and I should go back." ”

"May the Mother God bless you." Agnes skillfully drew a triangle on her chest and a vertical one on it.

"May the Mother God bless you." The little priest made the same move.

Agnes took off her apron and walked out of the hospital.

The evening breeze in Seville was soft and cool, and Agnes's somewhat hot face gradually recovered.

Agnes crouched down and picked up a maple leaf on the side of the road, smiling a little.

"It's calm," said Agnes, rubbing her fingers around the petioles, letting the leaves spin in her hands, and she whispered to the blades, "It's beautiful, but it's time for me to leave." ”

"Do you hear that? I said, it's time for me to go. Agnes pressed a little harder on her fingers, and the petioles between her fingers snapped, and the leaves fluttered to the ground.

Agnes was stunned for a moment, dropped the remaining petioles in her hand, and turned to walk towards the church.

......

"Sister Pagany."

"Sister Pagany."

Agnes smiled and bowed back to the priests and nuns she had always greeted her.

"Bishop Cornet." Agnes bowed slightly to the bishop.

The long-bearded bishop smiled and nodded.

Agnes walked into the nun's ranks.

Vespers began, and Agnes sang hymns along with the nuns.

"Praise be to you, the source of life,"

"Praise be to you, Mother of all things,"

"Praise be to you, O master of all prosperity and decay"

"We are your sojourning sons and daughters on the earth,"

"Please bind us with kindness and goodness,"

......

"We follow your lead,"

"Our mouths preach praise unto thee,"

"May Mother God have mercy on us and help us,"

"Praise be to the Mother Goddess!"

When the vespers were over, the priests and nuns left the auditorium, and Agnes stayed where she was, waiting for Bishop Cornet.

"Kid, what's wrong?" Bishop Cornet paused as he was packing his things, looked at Agnes and asked.

Agnes hesitated for a moment before she spoke, "I think it's time for me to leave, Bishop Cornet. ”

Bishop Cornet was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and said, "Yes, you have indeed been here for two weeks, and I remember that you were just going to see how we preached. ”

Agnes nodded, but did not speak.

"Don't you really want to stay, kid?" Bishop Cornet asked, looking at Agnes.

Agnes shook her head slowly before she spoke softly, "I've got where I need to go, Bishop Cornet. ”

"Yes, you made up your mind to go to the Southern Continent to preach." Bishop Cornet shook his head with some sighs.

"Okay, when do you want to go?" Bishop Cornet asked.

Agnes thought for a moment and said, "I will set off on the day of the Mother Goddess and go to Bodivia. ”

"Oh the day after tomorrow, okay, I got it." Bishop Cornet nodded, thought for a moment and said, "Then you can take a good look around Seville tomorrow, Seville is still very beautiful." ”

Agnes bowed slightly, and turned to walk out of the auditorium.

"Sister Pagni!" Bishop Cornet raised his voice slightly.

Agnes turned and looked at Bishop Cornet quizzically.

"You're going to be a perfect nun." Bishop Cornet took a long time to speak.

"I believe that one day the name 'Pagni' will become a model for nuns, and the deeds will be recorded in the Biography of the Saints."

"Thank you for your blessings."

Agnes smiled and nodded, turned and walked out of the auditorium.