Maggie had a very bad feeling. Her intuition told her that if she let herself pass out like this, she might become a ghost when she opened her eyes again.

She could only force herself to stay conscious and answer Bella's questions in a soft voice.

"Doesn't Mrs. Bella already have the answer in her heart?"

Maggie couldn't speak too definitively. She didn't know what Bella was implying. Was she referring to Bella deceiving Erwin? Or was she implying that Erwin had betrayed his marriage and was having an affair with that 'Ghost Lady'?

Her mental state became increasingly unclear, and the aura of death emanating from her grew stronger. Maggie made a desperate decision and bit her tongue. The pain brought her back to consciousness for a moment.

"Miss Linda, why don't you want to fall asleep? If you fall asleep, you can stay here with me forever."

Bella sighed deeply, and looked at Maggie, whose face was no longer smiling.

Maggie managed a weak smile at her, still trying her best to hold on.

"Why do you say that, Lady Bella? If you feel lonely, you can come to the Duke of Zefnia's mansion to find me. We will be very good friends."

She did some mental calculations and decided that even if she died here today, she couldn't let that old bastard Duke have his way.

Since there's no way to retaliate against the Duke, it's better to shift the blame elsewhere. If Bella wins, she can be sent to wreak havoc on the Duke's mansion.

"Oh? What a pity, it's not suitable for me outside. You should stay here with me."

Bella stood up, lifted Maggie's chin with one hand, and their eyes met. Her eyes quickly turned red, looking extremely terrifying.

"Madam... what exactly do you want? Please tell me, considering I'm about to die?"

Maggie gave a bitter smile, her mind starting to fog up again. The taste of blood filled her mouth, but it couldn't mask the smell of death—rotten and desolate, a smell that alone was enough to induce despair.

"Since that's the case, I might as well tell you."

Bella released Maggie's head, letting it droop down as if it were an object.

"When the army of the dead marched through here, I was already pregnant with my husband's child, but alas... I never saw her before I died."

She sighed softly; the sadness in her heart was genuine. Even as a ghost, the pain she suffered in life would remain etched in her memory.

“My husband is coming back soon, and I still want him to see our daughter.”

Bella changed the subject, her gaze falling back on Maggie.

“But my daughter has already died, so I have to find another replacement. Miss Linda, your age is just right, you can be my daughter.”

Maggie never expected this possibility. Bella originally wanted her to be transformed into a ghost or a lich to impersonate her daughter, and then, with the addition of Erwin's soul, to have a real home.

"Mrs. Bella, these are all fake..."

Maggie's voice grew softer and softer, as if she was about to fall asleep any second, but she was still trying to persuade Bella.

"No, I am the Lord of the Undead. You can only obey me. My husband will also be obedient and will never oppose me again."

Bella seemed quite pleased with Maggie, so she didn't mind Maggie's offense or get angry.

Or perhaps her dream was about to come true, and she was in a good mood, too lazy to argue with Maggie.

"Hmm...madam may be right."

Maggie's voice was so soft it was almost inaudible, like a murmur, like a concession. After saying those words, she collapsed onto the sofa.

She was surrounded by an aura of death, enveloped in despair, and would be transformed into a lich in just a short time.

That cup of black tea contained a precious gray bead that could quickly turn a human into an undead.

"It's good that Miss Linda knows."

Bella looked down at Maggie, who was slumped limply on the sofa.

Her exquisite, sacred face was tinged with death, and her breath grew weaker and weaker, as if she were about to die. Anyone here would try to save Maggie.

Unfortunately, the person in the room was Bella. At this moment, her cheeks were flushed with a sickly redness, and she looked very abnormal, as if the 'warm and loving home' she had imagined had already come true.

The next second, the building deep within the necropolis flickered twice, and Bella's face instantly turned extremely ugly. Her anger surged, and without hesitation, she instantly transformed into the original form of the undead lord.

"Who is it?! Who dares to touch my husband?!"

Her body was wreathed in ghostly flames, her face was so ugly that just one glance was enough to make one's heart tremble, her limbs were mangled and bleeding eerie green blood, and a terrifying scream came from her mouth.

"Outsiders! I'll kill you all!!!"

Such an unpleasant scream would make any conscious person frown or cover their ears, but Maggie remained completely still, lying lifelessly on the sofa as if she had truly lost consciousness.

Bella gave Maggie one last deep look, making sure she was indeed going to become an undead with no room for struggle, before turning around and storming out of the room, her anger blazing.

The room fell silent. After a long while, Maggie moved her arm and slowly opened her eyes.

The first thing you see is the worried expressions on Little Ghost's and Roy's faces.

"Are you really going to die?"

The little ghost was not only worried but also a little nervous, clinging tightly to Roy with his short arms, as if he was afraid of losing him.

"He won't die..."

Maggie shook her head and struggled to prop herself up with her arms. The moment the tea entered her mouth, she realized that it might contain the Ash Pearl, because Pansy was a lich transformed by the Ash Pearl.

Therefore, she has a special understanding of the gray beads. The gray beads have characteristics that other undead products do not have. If the transformation fails within a certain period of time, they will re-condense.

It was precisely because it was a gray bead that she dared to swallow it. Otherwise, even at the risk of Harlan facing Bella's wrath, she wouldn't have actually drunk it, or she would have truly died.

Maggie had just survived the transformation thanks to her willpower and the astonishingly hot demonic brand on her waist. Now, the gray bead was probably lying in her stomach in its normal form.

As for how to retrieve it later, there's no time to think about that now.

She hadn't expected the demonic brand and the gray bead to be so mutually repulsive; Maggie felt like the skin on her waist might have already ripened...

However, despite the dual torment of pain and undead transformation, she remained motionless, and Maggie once again gained a clear understanding of her will to survive.

Bella's furious departure suggests that Harun has likely obtained the Abyss Soul Stone.

"What a pity, I didn't expect that annoying person to find it first."

Roy disliked Harlen. Elemental spirits especially hated two-faced, hypocritical, and cunning humans, and Harlen just happened to step on their landmine. So when it came to Harlen finding the Abyss Soul Stone before him, Roy was very unhappy.

However, Maggie believes that the bigger reason might be that Harun is the God of Light.