Along this direction, Agnes is leaving the early confines of the "City of Generosity", where the roads are gradually narrowing and dirty, and the buildings are mostly supported by wooden stakes and the ground floors are empty, very different from the style of the city of Baiam.

They were vigilant and quiet, and Agnes's gaze looked at the silent houses, which contrasted with the hustle and bustle of the city.

Her keen senses felt the wary gaze of some of the houses sweeping the deserted streets, as if alert to intruders, and their gaze paused for a moment as they swept over the man who had walked into the street in front of them, and then moved towards the entrance of the street.

Fortunately, there was stealth in advance, and Agnes reached out and pressed her hat, which was not very stable in the slightly strong wind, and she had to monitor the streets at this time, and it seemed that there were really a lot of rebels gathered here.

"Ma'am, there is a Sequence 7 in the fourth house to your left hand," Nightingale's voice rang in Angness's ears with a faint reminder, "and he seemed to be waiting for the gentleman in front of him. ”

Agnes stopped, not moving on. She looked around for a moment, and finally ducked into the narrow gap between the two houses on her right.

"Sequence 7," Agnes raised an eyebrow, her voice barely audible, "is already an important force for the Resistance, and it seems that the gentleman I followed is not a low-level figure in the Resistance. ”

"Can you tell which way he went?" She asked in a low voice.

Nightingale replied almost without hesitation: "Judging by his characteristics, it should be a 'nightmare'." ”

"'Nightmare'." Agnes couldn't help but snort, and her eyes watched as the man knocked on the door in some rhythm, then pushed open the door of the house, and walked inside.

"I want to hear what they have to say." Agnes whispered.

"I'll cover it up for you so they don't find out." Nightingale said seriously.

......

The man removed the revolver from his waist and placed it on the cupboard, then picked up the wooden wine glass on one side and unscrewed the faucet at the bottom of the barrel on the other, and the slightly cloudy liquor in it flowed quickly into the glass.

"Carat." A low, old voice sounded from behind him, and Carat's movements paused, his hand holding the wooden wine glass shook slightly, and the nearly overflowing wine spilled a little on the ground, and then he reached out and tightened the faucet again, as if unaffected, so that the flow of wine stopped.

"Good evening, Priestess, you shouldn't have come here, it's too dangerous for you." Kalat said in a calm tone.

"I'm here to warn you," the priest said in his old voice, "for what you've done lately is likely to pose more of a threat to our future situation. ”

"I don't quite understand what you're saying." Kalat placed the wooden wine glass in his hand on the table, then looked up and said.

"No, you know what I mean," the priest said in a tone that hated iron, "the Rose School is not a good partner to work with, they are not only enemies of the three major churches of Rune, the Church of the Lord of the Storm, the Church of the Night Goddess, and the Church of the God of Steam and Machines, but also the Church of the Eternal Sun, the Church of the God of War, the Church of Mother Earth, and the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom......

"We're just taking their grants," Kalat said in a sarcastic tone, "is it true that God's servant already wants to change his faith?" ”

"You!" The priest's staff thumped heavily on the floor and took a furious step forward.

"I'm sorry," Kalat said in a low voice, as he seemed to regret what he had just said, "I know their support is actually important. ”

The priest took a deep breath, then sighed and said, "It's good that you understand." ”

"I just don't understand, can we just rely on them?" Kalat said in a deep voice, "I really don't see the difference between those guys and the Rune?" They are just as greedy, just as cruel, just as ......"

Carat paused before continuing.

"They're only funding us now because Rune is strong enough here that they want to get some trouble for Rune," Carat said in a deep voice, "If they're in Rune's position, they'll be no different from the Rune." ”

"Sometimes I close my eyes, and when I raid that stronghold, the people who killed my father and uncle suddenly become the Fenerport and the Fursaks, and then the Intis buy Budi and Mother from them with a smile on their faces......"

"Carat." The priest looked at the young man with worried eyes and called out in a sigh-like voice.

"I'm sorry, Priest." "I can't trust them, I don't understand what my father thought when he accepted their funding. ”

"You don't need to trust them," the priest said in a low voice, "they're not partners. ”

"They used us against Rune, and we used them equally to fight for everything we wanted." The priest said with a slight sigh.

"I understand," said Carat, "that I am prepared to do the same with the Rose School." ”

"No," the priest whispered, "there are also trades and cons to choosing a partner, just as when you hunt, you need to consider not only whether the weapon you choose will allow you to easily subdue your prey, but also whether the weapon is so heavy that it will break the branches under your feet. ”

"I thought about it." Kalat said, clutching the handle of the wooden wine glass.

The priest stared at Kalat quietly for a moment before he spoke, "Then it is because you don't know enough about their attitude on some matters, and I think maybe you are not fully prepared to take responsibility. ”

"I'm ......" Carat opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

"Recently, I have the opportunity to go to the Vorsack Empire to get an education, I think you might be able to check it out," the priest whispered, seeing that Karath was a little hesitant, he smiled and said, "With me and Edmonton here, I will wait for you to come back and be promoted to serve the gods." ”

……

Agnes left the window without a sound and walked out of the street at a rapid pace.

"The old priest is a wise man," said Agnes casually, "and he'll take care of the rest." ”

"So?" Nightingale asked hesitantly.

"So I can go to sleep." Agnes couldn't help but have a slight lightness in her tone, "But I'll need to tell Mr. Chester about this later." ”

"Ah, by the way," Angnes asked, as if remembering something, "do you know the name of the lady in that room before you found Carat?" ”