Chapter 390 - 390 394 Encounter in the Fog
Chapter 390 - 390 394 Encounter in the Fog
?Chapter 390: Chapter 394: Encounter in the Fog Chapter 390: Chapter 394: Encounter in the Fog “Restless in spirit?” Bishop Ivan’s tone clearly changed after hearing Agatha’s reply. He stared intently into Agatha’s eyes. “For a saint, ‘restlessness in spirit’ is not a good sign… What happened? When did it start?”
“It started after I came back from that polluted water treatment center,” Agatha didn’t conceal anything, for she knew that the old bishop before her was the most trustworthy person in the entire City-State. “I always feel like I’ve forgotten something, as if… I left something behind there. But I’ve reviewed what happened there over and over again and haven’t found any inconsistencies.”
“That water treatment center…” Bishop Ivan’s voice was low. He, of course, knew what Agatha was referring to. The incident had been immediately reported to the cathedral and the town hall when it occurred, and the investigation and purification work were still going on in full swing. “I’m also following this matter—the survivor from the management team is still receiving treatment in a psychiatric hospital, the original dozen or so employees from the center are still missing, and according to the sampling report from the site, you should have purified the entire facility’s pollution—at least in theory, there shouldn’t be any hidden dangers left.”
“But I still feel uneasy,” Agatha confessed. “Though there’s no evidence, I must have overlooked something.”
“…Have you checked your spiritual state? How are the results of cognitive recalibration?”
“Of course, I’ve checked,” Agatha nodded. “I’ve done both self-cognition recalibration and subconscious checks with the help of a psychiatrist, and I didn’t find any problems.”
Bishop Ivan didn’t respond immediately, and after a few seconds, he broke the silence with a thoughtful tone, “Then it’s possible that your own ‘inner self’ is issuing a warning—it may come from your subconscious, your spiritual sight, or even your faith.”
“I will go back there to check again,” Agatha nodded. “Before that, I’m going to the prayer room to pray for a while—hopefully, the Lord will give me some guidance.”
Bishop Ivan nodded slightly, “Go ahead, I hope the prayer can alleviate your trouble.”
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