Lunn paused in the movement of his hand and looked up at Agnes.

"Do what you want, ma'am." He said calmly.

In obedience to my wishes, Agnes smashed the solid shell of Teyana with the spoon in her hand and stopped, not if she really wanted to follow.

However, a "waiter" who still retains most of his own will...... Although Lunn would not refuse if asked.

"I see," said Agnes, nodding, "and when the time comes, you will have eternal sleep." ”

She withdrew her gaze from Lunn and casually asked, "How is Milo studying?" ”

Lunn was silent for a moment, and then said with a somewhat strange expression, "Milo is a good boy, but he may be better suited to learn interrogation. ”

Agnes paused, looking up at Lunn.

"I see," she nodded, "it seems that he is not very good at asking questions, and you don't need to think about his business." ”

"But there's one more thing I need from you," Agnes suddenly remembered something, and reached out and took out a note from her bosom and a folded portrait drawn on a small piece of paper, "help me find the trace of this man, he is on the island of the Blue Mountains." ”

Lunn reached out and took the note, looking at its contents, there was only one name - "Bloodblade" Sywin Brown.

Agnes chose the newly famous pirate, who she had seen in Mavity's field of vision, a Sequence 7 "werewolf", and who was more appreciated by their captain than Mavity - this was one of the reasons why she chose this one, after all, he was appreciated by their captain more than Mavity.

If it was just to catch or kill someone who met Mr. Chester's requirements, it would undoubtedly be easier for Agnes to be McVitty, who was already in complete control of her life.

But from the point of view of profit, it is undoubtedly more appropriate to choose someone else, especially one who is more appreciated by their captain than Maviti.

This way, Agnes can continue to use Mavity to get some of the information she needs, and increase the importance of Mavetti on their captain's side. Also, at some necessary times...... You can also control Mai Verti to backstab some guys.

Although Agnes felt that directly manipulating the backstab of Maivetti was an extremely inefficient way to use it.

In addition, according to previous experience, hunting with each other as food is beneficial for the digestion of internal characteristics.

Agnes found that hunting for her own needs was better digested, even if it was for the sole purpose of digestion; But hunting for reasons like justice is extremely poor, or almost none.

The one she chose was a ...... "maverick" "werewolf", who didn't fight directly with his claws like many "werewolves", mainly because he had an offensive seal.

This seal is a mass of crimson flesh that can be transformed into a crimson long knife during combat, and when used, it creates a field that causes the opponent to lose control of their emotions and increase their tendency to degenerate. However, each battle takes a toll on the flesh and needs to be replenished.

Agnes had seen Mr. Even-Brown replenish his flesh in her own eyes, and it was not very pleasant.

"I've seen his bounty order, and his bounty is £2,300." Lunn said subconsciously.

Agnes couldn't help but laugh and reminded aloud: "The point is where he is, he is worth more to me than the amount of his bounty now. ”

"I see." Lunn folded the note and the statue and put it in his pocket.

"Be careful not to expose yourself, he's not comparable to the members of the small pirate group you've tracked down before." Agnes reminded aloud.

"I understand." Lunn nodded.

Agnes stopped talking, lowered her head, and resumed her lunch.

The minced meat in Teyana's solid shell gradually decreased, and she paused abruptly before she scooped out a little mince from it with the spoon in her hand.

"What's wrong, ma'am?" Lunn asked, looking up.

Agnes shook her head and put down her spoon.

"There's something going on that needs to be explored, and I need to see it." She reached out and picked up the wide-brimmed hat on one side and put it on her head.

Lunn nodded, didn't speak, just quietly watched Agnes walk out of the dining room.

……

"Are you ready to be the 'District Attorney' of Ellesmere Harbor?" A slightly hoarse voice peculiar to a middle-aged man sounded in the room, faintly tinged with a hint of concern.

"The assassination has all been taken care of," the young man's voice said coldly, "I don't think there's time to waste any more, Lord Bartlet." ”

"Giving the parties a little time to accept is necessary and not a pointless waste, Prosecutor Pagni." Lord Bartlet said with a slight sigh.

"We've been waiting for half a month," the young prosecutor said, "and I don't think there's anything to expect from those guys' attitudes." ”

"Perhaps you have a point," said Lord Bartlet, nodding, "but we will also need a certain amount of time to prepare for some trivial matters, as well as your personal safety. ”

The young prosecutor shook his head with a smile, his voice a little lighter, "You don't have to worry about me, I have some means of self-preservation. ”

"Alright," said Lord Bartlet, giving the young prosecutor a deep look, nodding his head, "and that week from now, it should be our first trial." ”

……

"An ordinary distracted longing,"

"The owner of this longing indulges in the pleasures of the flesh and treats them as elixirs from the gods, even though the source of these is the end of his longing."

The information that followed was the same as the one Angnes had received from the first seed, but the image of the crimson seed was somewhat different from the first blood-stained seed—and there were several wisps of gray-black mist lingering on it.

Furthermore...... She remembered that the previous description of the seed was not like that.

What she had seen before was-

"A longing that grows into a growing obsession of distraction,"

"The owner of this desire indulges in the pleasures of the flesh, and takes them as elixirs from the gods, and he indulges in them and expects more."

I should go to the guest of Lady Lani, the source of the change should be in the gentleman's body, Agnes thought as she pressed the wide-brimmed hat on her head, looking at the slightly stronger sunlight.