"Lady Poyethea, what did you write on his note?" Milo saw Lunn emerge from the shadows of the room, walked to the guardrail, picked up a puff of champagne, looked at Agnes and asked.

"Something that will help him gain the trust of some people," Angnes smiled, "may help him achieve something he desires." ”

Her gaze fell on the box where Lord Bartlet's was, and she raised her glass to the little Lord who was looking at her, and hooked the corners of her mouth.

"Don't talk about darkness anymore,"

"Forget these fears,"

"I'm here, nothing can hurt you,"

"My words warm and soothe you,"

"Let me set you free,"

"Let the sunshine take away your tears,"

"I'm here, by your side,"

"Guarding and leading you."

......

Sha stretched her hand and grabbed the people next to her, and she saw that those who had come with her had already stood up and walked backstage.

"Go away, because the trap is laid and waiting for the prey to come to the door."

"Don't worry." Shani's voice rang in her ears, and Sarah focused her gaze on the hand he was holding, and then covered her own hand as well.

"Like a fire that overwhelms the soul,"

"Like a strong desire to open the heart,"

Sarah shook her head slowly, then leaned on the shoulder of the person next to her.

"This is the ultimate threshold,"

"What an unspeakable secret?"

"We'll know."

She slowly closed her eyes.

"I've made up my mind,"

"Determined,"

"The point of no return has been crossed,"

"There's no going back now,"

"Our passion play is finally unveiled now,"

"Right or wrong."

"One last question,"

"How long will we have to wait......"

It was as if she saw several people walking through the hallways and rehearsal rooms, and finally standing in the curtain.

"When will the blood boil?"

"Only sleeping buds can bloom petals?"

"When will the flame ......"

"Drain us?"

The whole theater seemed to fall silent, and Agnes saw the people who had followed Miss Sarah Stresses and the pianist to the theater slowly walk out of the theater with guns in both hands.

The people under the stage just watched quietly, treating it as if it were just a play.

The heroine on the stage looked over these people, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"I suppose you need ......, lady," said a gentleman who was almost about to step into the stage light.

"It's over now,"

"Music of the Night!"

The soprano's singing almost pierced the night sky, and the candles on the edge of the stage were extinguished almost instantly, plunging the entire lobby into darkness and filling the theater with the screams of the guests.

Agnes reached out and pressed Lunn and Milo, who stood up almost instantaneously, "Don't do anything. ”

The two of them stopped and sat back down.

Agnes' eyes fell on the stage, and she saw that the heroine on the stage had vanished, and the slight ripples in the air spread out in all directions, mingling with the screams of the guests, inconspicuous.

The smell of "harmonious sounds" she felt filled almost the entire theater with an indescribable sense of relief.

Agnes instantly turned her head to look at Miss Stress, who was sitting with the pianist.

The figure almost identical to the woman sitting in the seat was sketched in front of the two of them.

"You!" The pianist subconsciously raised his body to protect the person next to him.

"I'm very happy." "Harmony Voice" just looked at Agnes with a smile, "I'm glad you finally got it......"

"No," Sarah pulled the man in front of her behind her, "I never understood......"

She stopped talking abruptly and reached out to hold her throat down.

"Harmony Sound" smiled slightly, "Finally something has taken the place of music in your heart......"

"Why?" Sarah looked at her face in disbelief.

"Talent is sometimes a curse," Harmony Voice whispered, "believe it or not, your father would have preferred you to be a mediocre person." ”

"That's what your father wanted," she looked at Sarah softly, then took a deep look at the two in front of her, and the sketched figure reverted to a slight ripple before disappearing into the theater.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please do not leave your position."

The almost hoarse shouts of the theater manager echoed through the theater, and the waiter on one side re-lit the candles.

"Please don't panic, it's an accident...... It was just an accident. ”

The panicked gentlemen and ladies finally stopped screaming and calmed down in the light that reappeared.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we are very sorry," said the manager, somewhat breathless, as he stepped onto the stage, which had closed the curtains, "the show will continue in ten minutes, so please be patient for a moment." ”

He took a deep breath and said, "While you wait, enjoy a ballet performance." ”

Agnes could clearly see the orchestra pit below the stage, the conductor and musicians frantically flipping through the scores on the music stand.

"Thank you." The manager in front of the red curtain bowed deeply and slipped in from front of the curtain.

Agnes hooked the corners of her mouth, turned and walked out of the box, stopped at the door, and looked at the gentleman who had spoken on the stage before walking towards this side with the male protagonist.

"Ma'am," the gentleman furrowed his brow as he looked at Agnes, who was clearly waiting for them in the doorway, "I think I need to ask you some questions. ”

"I know what you want to ask," Agnes curled the corners of her mouth, her left hand stroking the ring on her right ring finger, "We can go somewhere quieter, and I'll tell you everything I know." ”

The gentleman in front of him followed Agnes's movements and looked at the ring on Agnes' hand, frowned slightly, and nodded.

"This ......" The gentleman in front of him paused before asking, "Ma'am, it seems that you know my identity." ”

"Captain of Ellesmere's Heart of Nature, Wharton Felton," he said, looking at Agnes gravely, "I want you to tell me everything you know about this." Although, logically speaking, you shouldn't be in the theater. ”

Agne smiled nonchalantly and said, "Who wants to miss a repertoire sung by a spirit creature?" ”

"Spiritual creatures?" Wharton caught the point almost instantly, "You mean the one who replaced Miss Sarah...... Heroine. ”

"Of course she," Angnes smiled, "who else am I talking about?" ”