"Uneasy?" After hearing Agatha's response, Bishop Ivan's tone obviously changed slightly, and he stared intently into Agatha's eyes, "As a saint, 'uneasiness' is not a good sign... What happened? When did it start?"
"It started after coming back from that contaminated wastewater treatment center," Agatha did not hide anything, for she knew that the old bishop before her was the most trustworthy person in the City-State, "I always feel like I have forgotten something, as if... I left something behind there, but I have replayed the events that took place there countless times and found nothing amiss."