Agnes was not surprised that Nightingale would promise herself, just as the purest of life would not refuse the temptation of her instinctive desires at first, and the actions that could satisfy this desire to a certain extent were often the most difficult to refuse.

Nightingale chose to open the door of her heart to Agnes, so that she could hear the most perfect music that she had performed in her heart, and what was conveyed to Agnes along with this piece was her answer to Agnes's question after thinking, and the deepest desire in her heart—

"I want to be by your side, to serve you, to rejoice in you, until all my vibrations cease to fall into your arms and become a part of you in your guidance."

Agnes felt for a moment uncontrollably embarrassed by one part, and the other seemed to take Nightingale's performance for granted; For a moment, she felt that she should start to get used to this kind of encounter, whether it was Nightingale or the Order of Remnant Sin, including Milo, only the Pagani family was special......

Nightingale's gift pleased Nightingale as she had expected, though Agnes herself sometimes felt that perhaps it should not be called a gift—

She took the initiative to build a connection with Nightingale as she did with Milo, and Nightingale was delighted with it.

This was the first time that Agnes had actively built a connection with others, and everything confirmed her previous suspicion that this connection was essentially a kind of "pollution", just like the gray-black mist that stretched in front of her to wrap the pure white point of light, and the black silk thread that appeared as the connection was constructed.

She had almost seen that one day, that pure white point of light would streak through the most beautiful traces and fall into a sea of gray and black.

Agnes also really felt the basis of the formation of this connection, or the medium of the spread of this "pollution" - the pain from the bottom of the other person's heart.

Agnes couldn't help but think of the honorific name that Milo had "heard" and the honorific name that the one in the Council of Destiny had told her—

"Undying anticipation, endless pain, the silent one who will never forget."

"Bringing painful pleasures, never-ending anticipation, hidden gods."

And those words that Nightingale had told her at first—

“...... Unsatisfying longings give birth to pleasure and pain at the same time, and the combination of pleasure and pain gives birth to sparks of joy, and the sparks of joy plant the seeds of unstoppability, and the seeds of the unending are born in the bottom of the heart, only to take root and sprout in the unpredictable future......"

When viewed side by side, it is clear that "suffering" is an extremely important factor, especially in honorific names, which must represent a number of qualities that, combined with the information currently known, are most likely related to the desires of the heart.

And the people who have been in contact with her so far, whether it is Mera the Wrath in Fenerport City, Alyssa who is a member of the team, Stitch who was born by accident, or Milo when she was in Bodivia, all fit this point.

But when combined with more, such as the Pagani family, members of the Order of Remnant, and those who have been connected by the "Beacon", this inference seems less accurate......

There is still a little bit left to make the whole picture of what is hidden inside.

"No matter how you look at it, such a trait is definitely an evil god......" Agnes couldn't help but smile wryly and looked at the rare bright sunlight in the sky, "I don't know if the Remnant of Sin Order has been on the list of several Orthodox Churches. ”

For most people in Olawe, New Year's is just a luxury, and livelihood is the more important thing.

It doesn't make a difference whether it's the first day of the new year, or if it's been ten days – they don't stop.

The pirates still roam the seas, at most somewhat reined by the Church of the Storm's scrutiny; The adventurers are still guided by their own unique rules between officials and pirates, and it seems that the interests are still invincible; And more often, the most ordinary locals are still struggling, and they don't even have the time to complain about their fate, but they always think of it at some point in their hearts.

Agnes rubbed her ears, and the various whispers in her ears did not change.

Stitch had the news yesterday that he wanted to see her again—he wanted Agnes to be Ella Poyesia.

To be honest, Stitch made such a request, and if he only thought about it a little, he could find many reasons, such as because he was in the sphere of influence of the Storm Church, or because the nuns of the Mother Earth God Church were too eye-catching; But if you dig deeper, it's a little strange, after all, most of the reasons that can be found can be solved.

For Agnes, the only thing that cannot be resolved is the meaning of being a nun itself – membership in the Church of Mother Earth God.

So what exactly does Stitch want to do? Agnes rubbed her temples and looked ahead at the growing jungle around her.

She could feel Stitch's presence, and the anxiety in him was transmitted almost across most of the jungle.

Judging from this mood, Stitch's condition is not so good, but Agnes is very sure that there is no depravity in it, and it can be ruled out for the time being that Stitch is asking for help because of his poor state.

And there was another person beside Stitch, and Agnes carefully read the whispering in her ear, and reached out and pressed the wide-brimmed hat on top of her head.

Her figure slickly and quickly sprinted through the jungle, squinting slightly as she looked at the two figures that were gradually revealed.

"Okfa Connorcles," Agnes paused as she pressed her wide-brimmed hat on her head and looked at Stitch next to her, "I thought it was just because you needed help, Stitch." ”

"I do need your help, ma'am." Stitch shook his head with a somewhat ugly face.

"Something to do with him?" Agnes asked, looking at Okfa and raising an eyebrow.

"No, he has other things." Stitch tried to ease his complexion and explained.

"Well," said Agnes with a slight smile, "it seems that Mr. Okfa can be an insider for the things you need my help with." ”

With a slight embarrassment on his face, Stitch opened his mouth and stopped.

"Maybe you can wait for me at the Thornflower Tavern last time, Mr. Okfar," Agnes said with a smile as she looked at Okfa with a clear smile, "You have to do things one by one, don't you?" ”

"Yes, Ms. Poyesia." Okfa nodded, and turned to leave the jungle, seemingly without any hesitation, as if just to get such a response.

Agnes looked at Okfar's departing figure, raised an eyebrow, and set her eyes on Stitch.

"Okay, can you tell me what's going on now?"