Maggie is planning something big to overthrow the Temple of Light, but she hasn't told anyone and is just quietly proceeding with the plan.

With the Pope dead, everything will descend into chaos. Even if she uses ruthless methods to suppress it, numerous dangers will arise. Besides wanting to eliminate the Pope, she also needs to protect the Duchess's safety.

The time had come for the Duke to leave the temple. No matter how unwilling he was, he had no choice but to embark on his journey back to the kingdom alone.

Even things like his men dying and Maggie almost wiping them out outside, he could only swallow his anger and dared not say it openly.

"I hope Father returns safely."

Maggie and the Duke stood in front of the Temple of Light. It was normal for her to come to see them off as their daughter, but the Duke's expression was anything but pleasant.

He originally thought he could make a fortune by leveraging Maggie's fame, but he ended up losing both his wife and his money, literally.

The fact that the Duke didn't explode on the spot shows how much self-control and composure he has.

"Oh."

As expected, upon hearing Maggie's insincere greeting, he didn't give her a kind look at all. Instead, he walked towards the carriage with a livid face, seemingly not intending to say anything more to Maggie.

That's true; he hadn't originally asked Maggie to come see him off, it was Maggie who came on her own initiative.

The main focus is on the winning team's MVP award; you have to linger in front of the loser for a while, otherwise it's not satisfying enough.

Maggie still has some ulterior motives.

"May you rest in peace, Father."

As the carriage drove away, Maggie remained standing with a smile. Not long after the carriage left, she shouted something louder, without any particular meaning, just to annoy the Duke.

If she hadn't made a promise with the angel, she would have definitely let the Duke stay here for a couple more days, and she would have taken the Pope with her too.

Only after the carriage had completely disappeared from sight did Maggie slowly walk back.

She was waiting for a reply from the Green Tower, and for His Holiness the Pope, who was about to lose his composure.

"Master, there are many people monitoring the Duchess now. Should we get rid of them all?"

As Maggie walked around the corner, a voice suddenly reached her ears. Perkin was standing beside her, speaking very close to her with a soft, seductive voice that made Maggie a little dazed.

"No need. The Pope's men. Killing them would attract his attention."

Maggie shook her head, her voice just loud enough for her and Perkin to hear.

"good."

Perkin didn't ask any further questions, but silently disappeared from the spot.

Maggie didn't continue walking forward. Instead, she stood there, pondered for a long time, and then suddenly spoke into the air.

"If something major happens at the temple in a few days, you must find a way to protect the Duchess."

"You don't need to stay by my side then, go find her."

What she has to do can only be done by herself; if Perkin were there, it would definitely cause more trouble.

"....what you up to?"

Perkin's insight is actually quite sharp. When he heard Maggie say that, his first reaction was that Maggie was going to do something dangerous again.

"You don't need to worry about that. All you need to do is protect the Duchess, stay by her side at all times, and absolutely do not come looking for me."

Maggie wasn't going to explain.

"..."

Perkin, unusually, did not agree immediately. Instead, he stubbornly stared at Maggie with his snake-like eyes, trying to read something from her face.

But Maggie remained indifferent, having achieved absolutely no results.

He instinctively reached out to touch Maggie, but his hand froze in mid-air under Maggie's gaze. Time seemed to stand still at that moment. Finally, Perkin's hand fell limply to his sides, and he uttered only a single word.

"good."

He accepted the order and did not try to pry into Maggie's mind as he usually did.

Perkin lowered his head, his hair obscuring his eyes and all his emotions.

He thought that Maggie would definitely not like it if she found out.

What he needs to do now is to trust Maggie.

Looking at Perkin's inexplicably depressed mood, Maggie felt a strange, unpleasant feeling welling up inside her.

She had originally planned not to say anything, but somehow she ended up explaining a couple of things.

"It's the Pope, I won't be in any danger, don't worry."

"I know myself well."

As soon as he finished speaking, Perkin, who had been standing numbly in front of Maggie, suddenly moved, like a robot that had been switched on. He slowly raised his head, and a glimmer of light appeared in his eyes.

Although his eyes were cold-toned snake eyes, they somehow took on a faint warmth in Maggie's eyes.

"Okay, I understand."

Perkin nodded, this time without any resentment, his tone surprisingly relaxed.

This time, Maggie took the initiative to explain to him.

He thought.

Maggie and Perkin locked eyes. She felt that the corners of Perkin's mouth seemed to be turned up, but then again, they weren't. The emotions she had felt earlier had vanished, replaced by a sense of unease.

That's weird.

She didn't want to continue the topic, so she didn't say anything more and continued walking forward.

With many things to do, the 'conflict' with Perkin was just a minor incident, and Maggie quickly put it behind her.

Her letter to the Green Tower could easily backfire, except that the forbidden spell was one that appeared in the storyline—a world-class magic that could guarantee the Pope's demise.

Furthermore, once everything settles down, even if the Green Tower is unwilling and covets the spell formulas in her hands, they will probably only be able to stare helplessly or obediently seek her cooperation.

"I still need to see Harlen."

As Maggie pondered this, she changed direction and headed towards the Paladin Training Grounds.

With Harun around, the Holy Knights would support her and obey her orders, but the Holy Mage Order was not under her command. They were directly under the Pope and could only be mobilized by him or someone with his decree.

When the Pope dies, chaos will likely ensue.

Time was too tight, and she couldn't be perfect. Even if the entire history of the continent were taken into account, no one had ever gone from planning to seizing power in just half a month.

Therefore, Maggie cannot guarantee how much damage the temple will suffer or how many people will die; all she can do now is minimize the losses.

She couldn't even predict whether the surrounding kingdoms would be affected.

But this plan concerns whether she can survive... whether she can stand up, have dignity, and continue to be her Holy Maiden of Light.

Then they couldn't care less about anything else.

As Maggie stepped onto the training field, she wondered if Harlan would be surprised if he knew that what she was about to do was something he had always dreamed of, the ultimate goal of their collaboration.

However, Maggie did not intend to reveal everything; she only wanted to give him a little bit to facilitate the Holy Knights' actions later.