Agnes stood still, not speaking for a long time, as she watched the feather slowly move upwards until it finally floated to a halt in front of her eyes.

She raised her hand and grabbed the feather, and the air flow vanished, as did the power that had surged through the connection.

"Ms. Poyesia, there are side effects of using power like this." She heard Milo say.

"What side effects?" Agnes asked, frowning.

"The next step in walking will make you want to jump." Agnes heard Milo say seriously.

Agnes tried to control Milo's body and take a step forward, only to find her right foot tiptoe up as if to break out of control, and then lifted under her control, took a step forward, and stepped firmly on the ground.

Agnes twitched the corners of her mouth and asked in her heart, "It looks like it can be overcome." ”

"But Ms. Poyesia, it's not gone, it's still there." Milo said seriously.

Agnes continued to control Milo's body and took several steps forward, feeling the leg that stepped first as she took each step.

"Lady Poyesia, let it be done, and when it's done, the desire will be gone." Milo's voice sounded a little helpless.

Agnes no longer forcibly controlled, she felt Milo's body take a step forward, and then Agnes regained control of Milo's body and took a step forward, and her control finally returned to normal.

"How do you know? By whispering? Agnes asked in her heart.

"No, Lady Poyethea, after you successfully used this power, it seems to have come to me naturally to know what the side effects would be."

Agnes frowned, she recalled how she felt after trying it at Anwa Castle, all she remembered was that she went to sleep after trying it, and she didn't have any premonitions of side effects.

Is it because it was not completed successfully? Or is it because she's special? Agnes decided to try again when she went back.

"Is there anything else you know naturally?" Agnes asked in her heart.

"I know that the more impactful the things you do with this power, the greater the side effects." Milo said after a moment of silence.

Agnes nodded, she took it for granted.

"But it seems to be a little different from me sacrificing what I have in exchange for power." Mi Luo thought for a moment and added.

"Do you know what you get by sacrificing in exchange for power?" Agnes asked in her heart.

"I know." Milo said with certainty, without hesitation.

"Actually...... If there's anything you need to know, Ms. Poyesia, I can give it a try. Milo said with some hesitation.

Agnes shook her head and said in her heart, "What you need to sacrifice is what you have, and you shouldn't give it up for me." ”

Annnes smiled when she heard that Milo seemed to be a little shy, and said to Agnes with some excitement: "No, what belongs to me does not necessarily mean that it should stay with me, I want to sacrifice my praise to you." ”

Agnes: ?

"Lady Poyesia, please give me control of my body, and you can keep an eye on me." Mi Luo's voice sounded a little excited.

Agnes didn't refuse, reclaiming most of the spirituality she had put in, her consciousness returning to the perspective of a bystander, and Milo's consciousness regaining control of his body.

Agnes saw Milo walk up to Agnes without hesitation, kneeling in a prayerful posture before Agnes, her words like a dream.

"Lady Poyesia, I would like to offer my words of praise to delight your soul, and may you give me rest in your guidance."

Agnes: ?

She could hear Milo's prayer very clearly, not only in her own body's ears, but also through the connection within herself.

She saw a sea of gray, black hair-like threads extending out of her body, floating in the ocean to connect to different places, some people were already in her field of vision, their bodies were gradually impregnated with gray, as if dissolved in the sea, only a distorted head remained, and most of the rest were still outside her field of vision, black silk threads stretched out, and there was no edge in sight.

Agnes followed the prayer to find a black thread, and her consciousness touched the black thread.

Along with the supplication came a myriad of overlapping words.

Her consciousness swept over the words casually, and she couldn't help but blush.

Agnes didn't know where Milo had learned so many pompous rainbow farts, what "you are like an unattainable dream in my world", what "you are the glow of the sky that never ends", what "I adore and revere you like facing the stars"......

What kind of nightmare is this, and why should I listen to these horrible words? These compliments don't seem to describe me, okay?

Agnes held back the twitching corners of her mouth, and she began to wonder if she should refuse the sacrifice.

"Why refuse?" Agnes felt a voice suddenly ring in her heart.

Immediately, she felt a surge of power out of nowhere, and she replied uncontrollably:

"As you wish."

Immediately, Agnes felt the power of her consciousness pour into Milo's body along the connection, and the thread of connection that had been looming in Agneth's feelings before gradually became solidified.

Milo didn't seem to have changed much in his vision, but Agnes suddenly had a realization in her heart, Milo's intuition would increase, and he could rely on his intuition to form a picture in his mind.

"Who are you?"

Agnes felt that she was not panicking in the slightest, she just calmly asked the question in her own heart.

The other party seemed to just laugh, and then a word of praise appeared in her heart: "Find the item of the 'audience' sequence earlier." ”

Immediately the gray sea in front of Agnes' eyes disappeared, and she couldn't help but blink her eyes and saw Milo standing in front of her.

Milo smiled at Agnes.

"I gained the ability to have a 'gut feeling.'" Milo said with a smile at Agnes.

"I know." Agnes nodded, and said with some embarrassment, "But the ones you sacrificed ...... It's too pompous. ”

Milo's expression looked a little gloomy, and he said with a little wilt, "Don't you like it? But that's what I want to say, you're really like a never-ending ...... in my heart."

It's not me who you should praise, I want to refuse. Agnes couldn't help but smile bitterly, seeing that Milo had a tendency to repeat those words, she hurriedly interrupted and asked, "Can you continue to say those words of your sacrifice?" ”

Milo nodded and said, "Yes, I can still praise you like this, but I can't praise anyone else with those words, and I won't have the desire to praise them like this." ”

Isn't this just fixing a bunch of exclusive rainbow farts, Agnes's heart is a little broken, so how narcissistic it would be to agree to such a sacrifice!

But the final response to this sacrifice was through myself, and Agnes felt that she needed a moment to calm down.

Agnes took a deep breath, stood up and put a hand on Milo's shoulder and said, "It's late today, I should go, you rest early." ”

Milo nodded and asked, "Lady Poyesia, will you come to me again?" ”

Agnes hesitated, nodded anyway, and said, "Maybe." But I'm leaving Bodivia in a week. ”

Milo frowned and looked unhappy, but didn't say anything, and then he asked, "Will Lady Poyesia look at me through contact again?" ”

Agnes hesitated, but finally nodded.

Milo showed that innocent smile and said with a little excitement, "I will also pray to you from time to time through contact." ”