Maggie pondered for a long time, but her face grew increasingly red.

Her mind was filled with the image of Xiu kissing her. Of all the possibilities she could think of, only Xiu was there, and then Xiu kissed her again.

The key was that the situation was urgent at the time, and Maggie didn't pay attention to those details; now that she thinks about it...

Her pink lips glistened with moisture, her expression held a hint of anger, and her ear fins twitched slightly with shyness...

Adding to this, she recalled a scene from a comic book, and Maggie's brain overloaded, causing her to freeze for two seconds.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, my favorite kissed me to save me, and I broke up my favorite's ship..."

Maggie's expression turned sorrowful.

Most of the time, Maggie separates the comic book and the real life for the reason of 'wanting to live,' and only reconnects them when she is relaxed and there is no danger.

For example, right now.

After all, the couples she promotes are either scheming or incredibly powerful. If you approach them with a two-dimensional perspective, you'd be dead a million times over.

Roy and the little ghost were still chatting when they noticed that Maggie looked dejected and sad, like a poor little thing who had been drenched in the rain. They immediately stopped their discussion and looked at each other.

"She wasn't this upset when she killed someone, what's wrong with her?"

The little ghost whispered something in Roy's ear.

“You’re talking badly about Maggie again. She must be having some trouble. We need to find a way to help her.”

After saying that, Roy nodded vigorously and turned to fly towards Maggie.

Looking at Roy's back, the ghostly flames above the little ghost's head formed a question mark, as if to say, "Does she look like she's in trouble?"

“Maggie…”

Roy flew to Maggie's side, about to say something, when Maggie suddenly raised her head, her expression returning to normal.

"Roy, are water elemental spirits easy to get along with?"

Her tone was calm and her expression was normal, which caused Roy to look blank for a moment, as if he didn't know whether he should comfort Maggie.

"Well, it's alright. Anyway, her personality is definitely better than his."

Seeing that Maggie was alright, Roy stopped worrying about it and answered Maggie's question, while also pointing to the little ghost.

"?"

The little ghost that was called out seemed to think it would be praised, so it proudly puffed out its chest, then its expression froze on its face, and then cracked.

"Pfft, hahaha."

Maggie looked at the stiff little ghost and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"However, I'm not very familiar with the water elemental spirit... um... or rather, I'm only close to him."

As Roy spoke, a troubled look appeared on his face. He bit his lip in a conflicted manner and pointed at the little ghost.

The little ghost was finally happy and stuck itself back together, as if blooming little flowers had appeared all around it.

"It's okay, that's enough."

Maggie smiled and shook her head.

She is now quite proficient in the ancient magical language, although she is still not very familiar with the modern magical language, but she should be able to try to learn it on her own.

Even without the water elemental spirit, it doesn't matter.

Regardless of where her water-based talent came from, having an extra trump card is always a good thing for her right now.

If you actively utilize the unclaimed sprites, it might have surprising effects.

Once we find the water-based communication magic... we'll then look for water elemental spirits with whom we can cooperate.

However... it seems that not every elemental spirit will tell her their real name like Roy.

Roy was too well protected.

Maggie thought to herself, then glanced at the little ghost again, almost unconsciously.

I have a feeling that, based on the knowledge that Little Ghost possesses, he shouldn't be just an ordinary low-level spirit.

...

"Your Highness, today is the day of execution. His Majesty the Emperor wishes to ask you if you would like to attend."

The palace maid bowed respectfully and inquired.

"Please tell His Majesty that I am truly sorry, but my servant has been injured, and I will not be able to attend the execution."

Maggie's eyes showed apology and reluctance as she gently refused.

It looks like they're making excuses, not wanting to watch people die, even bad people.

In reality, Maggie wasn't particularly interested in medieval executions. She couldn't understand why those nobles would go to watch them in such a grand manner, especially the guillotine, which reminded her of unpleasant memories.

For example, the original owner's ending.

"Yes, Your Highness."

The maid looked into Maggie's eyes, momentarily lost in thought, before hurriedly agreeing.

After she left, Maggie could faintly hear discussions outside about her.

"Her Highness is so kind. The Motley family has committed treason, yet she still can't bear to treat them."

"Fortunately, Her Highness loves the believers of the Lord even more."

It wasn't a maid's voice; it seemed to be a man's voice, probably a passing minister.

Maggie curled the corners of her lips slightly; this was exactly the effect she wanted, as long as her image was righteous, holy, benevolent, and kind enough.

In the future, whenever any public opinion storm occurs, a large number of people will stand on her side.

Although becoming a god is a distant dream, it's always wise to cultivate the power of faith in advance.

Maggie stood up to leave, though she had declined the emperor's invitation, she had other things to do.

As soon as the door was opened, Xiu's figure was seen.

Despite his slender and thin frame, when standing face to face with her, he was much taller than her, and his figure seemed to envelop her entirely.

Recalling how easily Xiu held her, Maggie's voice lacked confidence, and she stammered for the first time as she asked the question.

"You... why did you come looking for me?"

Xiu looked down at Maggie, his expression inscrutable, but his eyes remained terrifyingly clear, as if he could see right through her heart.

"Has Your Highness forgotten what you still owe me?"

His tone was light and casual, but when it reached Maggie's ears, it was like a thunderclap.

"I...I...I can't return this!"

Alarm bells rang in Maggie's head, her brain short-circuited as if a fuse had blown, and she refused without thinking.

Perhaps it was because she had read too many idol novels, but the first thing that came to her mind was that she owed him a kiss.

"......"

Xiu fell silent, his eyes becoming strange. Maggie felt as if he were looking at a thief.

She instantly realized that they might not be on the same wavelength, and she was wrong!

"Wait, what do you mean?"

Maggie asked tentatively.

"My darling, the thing that will save your life."

Xiu didn't specify what it was, but pursed his lips and answered.

Maggie was on the verge of tears; she had indeed been overthinking things.

"Oh, um, thank you, is there anything you want me to do?"

I was instantly overcome with embarrassment, but no matter how much I wanted to disappear into the ground, I still forced myself to ask.

"I'll help you seize power in the temple, and you'll help me get rid of the ice mermaids that are hunting me."

He concealed the emotions in his eyes with his silvery-white eyelashes and stated his request in a calm tone.