Even if it is an inconspicuous character, it will infiltrate the bone marrow along the skin and flesh little by little in time.

Agnes shook the glass in her hand casually, the golden liquor shimmering in the light of the candle flame, and the fine bubbles attached to the walls of the glass burst in the vibration of the wine, and then reformed in the next moment.

Just like even if she has never been keen on banquets in Fenerport City, and even because of her intentional role in Fenerport City, she has gained a reputation as a "philosopher" in the social circle of Fenerport City that is not in the positive sense in the eyes of the aristocracy, but some behaviors are still subconscious for her.

It was only at this moment that Agnes remembered that she had only been away from Fenerport City for just over three months, though in her own sense of her own life scale, all the experiences of those three months had added up to far more than the sum of her fourteen years in Fenerport.

Agnes glanced at the people around her, smiling at the youth who showed herself like a peacock opening the screen.

"Very interesting," said Agnes, drawing a most appropriate smile at the corner of her mouth, "you are undoubtedly a learned gentleman. ”

Then, she glanced up at the box above with a movement that was not loud enough for the other party to see, before the somewhat smug youth spoke again.

"I'm sorry," said Agnes, casually placing the unsiped drink on the tray in the waiter's hand on one side, with a seemingly sincere apology in her tone, "but forgive my faux pas, my companion seems to have something to say to me." ”

Angnus didn't care about the anger in the young man's eyes after her words, and the somewhat stiff farewell words after being held down by Karpas, who was dressed as an attendant, and left the banquet hall and returned to the box.

"I thought Miss Poyesia was indulging in this extravagant and sweet, tempting and expensive banquet." Anderson said in a deliberately aria-like tone.

"This kind of banquet is boring," Agnes casually threw her feather fan on the table, "but it is undeniable that if you want to know something specific, it is most convenient to communicate with some people at this kind of banquet." ”

"As can be inferred from these so-called superior words, the more detailed time period in which we are located here is interesting." Agne was not shy in the slightest as she removed her skirt with the assistance of Karpass, untied her waist, revealing her straight trousers underneath, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Roussel the Great's improvement of women's clothing was so meritorious that Agnes threw her clothes in a corner.

"I see a bit of information in the texts I can find here," Edwina nodded, and said, "Nearly thirty years ago, the Night Emperor of the Trenthorst Empire fell, and the relations between the newborn countries of the Northern Continent and the Byron Empire of the Southern Continent were strained, and all churches were cracking down on the various sects that believed in the Grim Reaper within their missionary areas......"

"The War of the Four Emperors has taken place, and the Pale Age has not yet begun." Agnes spoke straight to what she had learned from Adewina's words, and smiled a little intriguingly.

"It turns out that the Night Emperor is one of the Four Emperors...... Adevina said a little thoughtful as Agnes spoke.

"I've heard some interesting gossip," said Agnes, "the last Monsieur Earl was once very close to the Imperial House of Trenthorst, and it was even rumored that the Earl might be the illegitimate son of a member of the royal family. ”

"After the Night Emperor's fall, the Earl led his close knights out of their former domain," Agnes paused and explained slightly, "Well, I presume to be roughly located in the current territory of the Kingdom of Rune in the Gulf of Dixie, came to this island, and died shortly after. ”

"And the present Earl," said Angours, raising an eyebrow, "is said to have been handsome and handsome as heir before coming to this island. ”

"And now......" Agnes paused, her tone a little meaningful, "I don't know what life has put on him......"

"What do you mean?" Okfa couldn't help but ask.

"It's just a few image changes, you'll understand ......when you see this Count," said Agnes, shrugged her shoulders with a slight smile on her lips, "After all, I haven't seen this Count. ”

"However, the matter of this Countess is only to be expected for me, and what seems more interesting to me is what the people here say of the present Countess," said Agnes, pausing slightly, and a playful smile appeared on her face, "piety, kindness, perseverance—what a beautiful quality. ”

Pious, kind, Agnes didn't think that a true nobleman would be educated with such qualities, and of course there would be some guys who deliberately built such a reputation for themselves that no one would believe.

And perseverance......

If there is a person who has the strong perseverance to carry out a goal after identifying it, the possibility of doing something big is definitely not small, and the nature of these things depends only on what the person believes.

Anderson raised an eyebrow and said, "I don't think your last comment is a compliment. ”

"That's true," said Agnes, nodding calmly, "for many nobles, the in-depth knowledge and correct evaluation of worthy people is sometimes a matter of their own survival. ”

"I also think there is something wrong with this countess," said Sbasnereki suddenly, "and among the soldiers of this city, this countess has a higher prestige than her husband. ”

"You left the theater?" Agnes asked.

"No," Sbasnereki smiled heartily, "I just had a fight with a warrior." ”

The corners of Angnes' mouth twitched uncontrollably, not knowing what to say.

"Anderson and I ......" Oakfa paused, as if organizing the language, "Originally, we wanted to observe Dimmesdale, but we encountered some coincidence and discovered something else......"

A loud clang interrupted Okfa's words, and several people turned their heads to look down at almost all at the same time.

The sudden chaos spread from the doorway to the entire hall along the crowded stream of people, and an indescribable panic seemed to creep up the backs of everyone present.

The neatly dressed soldier pierced the gold and silver bodies of his guests with spears, and scarlet blood trickled down the shimmering cold metal and dripped onto the carpet without spilling a drop.

The hall finally fell silent, turning into an eerie silence.

A petite-looking woman stepped over the shattered wreckage of the door, and a chill that seemed to freeze blood continued to permeate her, filling the hall.

"I think you all knew in advance that Nawal and I would be here to give a speech to every citizen." The woman's voice was eeriely hoarse, and the illusory soul body was pulled out of the center of her forehead, stretched into a slender one.

"I'm sorry to inform you that my speech with Navarre will take place before Aliadni Humbert's singing, and if you are not interested, you can leave now." The woman took the arm of the illusory soul body, and could see the fat of this gentleman before his death.

The spears with blood still glistened in the glorious light, and not a single person in the hall moved.

"Very well," the woman smiled, a cold smile and a clear satisfaction in her tone, "I'm glad you're interested in this next speech about the future of the city of Navarra......

"Good," Anderson shrugged as he looked at what was happening below, "Looks like we don't need to talk about it." ”