Lady "Blue Mountain Flower" clearly has a deep connection to the Remnant of Sins, and is even likely to be a member of the Remnant Order.

Agnes didn't think anyone who didn't have a relationship would get into the details of the controversy within the Order about when it had its origins, but at least the "Blue Mountain Flower" lady didn't seem to notice anything special about Agnes.

Agnes and Bernie leave the "apprentice" bar - Bernie walks through the back door of the bar with Agnes.

Hurried-looking men passed by, wrapped in trench coats or cloaks, and some pairs sniffed each other's necklines.

Angnes looked at the sky that had completely darkened, and said thoughtlessly: "Something to do with the bankruptcy of the Seguness Theater?" ”

Lunn nodded imperceptibly, "Lord Bartlet." ”

He only said a name.

"Recipe?" Agnes asked.

Lunn nodded.

Agnes couldn't help but laugh, "Okay, I see. ”

Agnes looked at Lunn again, subconsciously imagined Lunn becoming a woman, and commented, "You're good-looking, it's a pity." ”

After all, a "waiter" with only a few weeks left to live is neither difficult nor worthwhile to promote.

Lunn couldn't help but shudder, and looked at Agnes with some puzzlement, but Agnes had no intention of saying what she thought, but said, "Go and do what you have to do, and you'd better check Lord Bartley first." ”

Lunn nodded, didn't ask, and just walked out of the alley.

Agnes' gaze turned to the side.

A man with one hand over his mouth and one against the wall had just caught her attention, and she saw calluses on his fingertips and swollen wrists as he raised his hand to cover his mouth. Agnes could feel the confusion and confusion of the other person's thoughts, and the exhaustion that left the other person almost speechless.

Agnes recognized the other person as yesterday's bar pianist, and a woman in a gray blue cloak wrapped in a white handkerchief in her hair reached out to support him.

She saw the man stand up straight, and with some helplessness raised her hand to help the woman pull up the hood of the cloak, and then the two of them walked together towards the side of the street.

"Either control or get used to it sooner," Agnes reached out and tugged at the brim of her cloak with some distress, "or it would interfere too much with my thinking." ”

A black cloak swept across the corner, and Agnes ran in the direction of the theater.

......

"Sarah," Agnes said with a smile as she ripped off the hood from her head and looked at the woman who had already changed her outfit, "Looks like I'm a little late." ”

Sarah shook her head, her gaze shifting from Agnes' wide hooded cloak to Agnes' lighter brown hair, to Agnes' brown eyes, which had been transformed into brown by the "Laugher's Mask".

"No, you can just follow your schedule." She smiled a little and looked at Agnes.

Her attitude towards herself was very different from yesterday, and Agnes could tell the difference in Sarah's attitude almost instantly.

Yesterday she looked at Agnes with almost all the horror and vigilance in her eyes, until she found out later that Agnes was not prepared to do anything to her.

And today, Agnes looked at Sarah's brown eyes, and she even saw a little intoxication in them.

"What are you thinking?" Agnes put her cloak on the hanger on the side before she turned to Sarah and asked.

Sarah looked a little hesitant, looked at Agnes with some hesitation and asked, "You learned the violin from Mr. Conte, right?" ”

Agnes raised an eyebrow and didn't speak, just rubbed the bow with rosin.

"Yes, you are." Sarah said to herself, "I was sure last night. ”

"Conte's students don't have Poyesia." Agnes said casually, she put away the rosin and carefully placed the bow.

"There's no way music can deceive," Sarah looked at Agnes with some seriousness, "I'm familiar with the music of the present world, I'm sure ......"

Agnes interrupted Sarah's words with a hint of interest, "What about the music of the world?" ”

Sarah stopped talking, and Agnes felt her almost irrepressible panic, and then found that she had stopped again when she saw Agnes in the eye.

"I know you found out yesterday when you saw me," Sarah said quickly, "yes, you must have found out." ”

She repeated her thoughts as if she were standing firm in her thoughts.

"You chose to accompany me because you found me special, didn't you?" She looked up at Agnes.

"That's just because you're cute, like an angel." Agnes smiled and leaned close to Sarah, whispering in Sarah's ear, "Your pure lust is intoxicating. ”

"I ......" Sarah subconsciously looked away, and there was even a slight red on the tips of her ears exposed under her brown curls, which made Agnes feel like she had become a bully who teased innocent girls.

Of course, Agnes knew that what she had just said was really not quite right, but she didn't expect Sarah to be so shy and act like a young girl without any worldly experience.

"Looks like you're ready to tell me who you are." Agnes stood a little further away as if nothing had happened, and said in an affirmative tone.

"I ......," Sarah said hesitantly, taking a deep breath as she watched Agnes stare into her eyes, "you can call me 'Harmony Voice.'" ”

She looked at Agnes thoughtfully, and quickly added, "Mr. Stresses attracted me, who had been wandering in the spirit realm, and I made a deal with him about his daughter. ”

"You look too human, too, if you're telling the truth." Agnes collected the look on her face and looked at her deeply, Sarah, no, the "Sound of Harmony" panicked almost instantly.

"I ......," she said incoherently, "I've been learning...... I would like to complete my agreement with Mr. Stress...... I can't scare his daughter......"

Agnes couldn't help but laugh, "Why were you afraid of me yesterday?" I'm just an ordinary person. ”

"No, you're not," the "Voice of Harmony" vetoed almost subconsciously, but the voice grew smaller and quieter in Agnes' gaze.

"At least not before, now I don't know."

She whispered.