Maggie didn't know when El would return, and before she knew it, she and Safa had fallen asleep in the room.
When she regained consciousness, she felt that the light around her was too bright. It took her a while to adjust to the light and open her eyes.
"Sister, you're finally awake!"
Nesser's almost tearful voice reached her ears, so excited she was beyond words, while Maggie's mind was still a little fuzzy.
It took her a while to remember that she seemed to have fainted on the top of the church before the remnant of the God of Light dissipated, and she knew nothing about what happened afterward.
All I remember is that a lot of people rushed into the church roof at that time, not just her people, but also the priest and the archbishop.
"pope....."
The first thing Maggie thought about when she woke up was the pope she had killed.
"He's completely dead, Your Highness. If possible, could you please refrain from doing such dangerous things next time?"
Finally, Harlan's helpless voice came, and Maggie slowly came back to her senses.
She struggled to sit up, only to find that although she could still control her undead half-transformed body, she had no feelings, no sense of touch, and no sense of pain.
"The goal has been achieved, hasn't it?"
Maggie smiled, looking completely unconcerned.
This situation was entirely within Maggie's expectations. To be able to kill someone of the Pope's level, even risking half a life or even one life would be perfectly reasonable.
The cost is not too high.
"..."
Maggie met Harlan's blue eyes, which were filled with helplessness towards her, and he seemed reluctant to answer Maggie's question.
But Maggie felt that the color of his eyes seemed to have changed, with a faint golden hue. She wondered if it was just her imagination.
It feels like... it's becoming more and more like the God of Light himself.
Shaking her head to dispel the illusion, Maggie glanced out the window, her voice somewhat ethereal.
"How many days have I been asleep?"
If she sleeps too long and misses the power transition, her victory could be stolen by other wolves and tigers.
"Not long, just two days."
Harlan brushed it off lightly, little did anyone know that he had been extremely busy these past two days, not only protecting Maggie's half-dead state from being discovered, but also dealing with the priest and the archbishop.
He was incredibly busy, but he still spent a lot of time with Maggie, wanting to wait for her to wake up as soon as possible.
Fortunately, he got his wish.
"Thanks for your hard work."
Maggie was silent for a moment before speaking in a hoarse voice.
Although Harlan didn't say it, she could more or less guess that he must be very busy now that he was one of the few people in the entire temple with power.
"If Your Highness cares so much about me, why not take over the Pope's place as soon as possible?"
Harlan looked at Maggie and suddenly revealed a perfect, prince-like smile, his eyes filled with sincerity.
Maggie, however, sensed a strange undertone and wondered if the person was mocking her.
"Sister, don't worry about others, your health is..."
Nesser forcibly turned Maggie's head away, complaining as he looked worriedly at Maggie's right hand under the blanket, as well as her right leg.
Maggie withdrew her hand; it was ashen and lifeless, almost indistinguishable from a lich among the undead.
"It's alright, it's fine for now."
She waved her hand; she had no problem controlling her limbs, but she was a little slow. It seems she'll have to find a way to cover it up in the future.
Has anyone treated me?
Maggie suddenly asked.
Logically speaking, even if she stopped the forbidden spell, the necromancy process shouldn't stop; it would only slow down. Now it seems that her condition has been contained and hasn't worsened.
She thought that when she woke up again, the affected area would have spread even further.
"Holy spring water. The God personally ordered that you be given holy spring water before he left."
Harun began to explain.
However, a hint of confusion would always flash in his eyes when he spoke, but Maggie, who was looking at Nesser, didn't notice it.
"....I see."
In the heat of the moment, I didn't pay much attention to that afterimage. After all, it was just a God of Light who would disappear in a single moment, and Maggie didn't want to have much interaction with him.
But at that time, the afterimage not only comforted her, but also testified for her in the emergency, and even used the holy spring water to help her stop turning into an undead?!
Thinking about it now, it still feels a bit eerie.
As Maggie carefully recalled the scene, she realized that the look in the eyes of the remnant of the God of Light was as if it were looking at an acquaintance.
But she had never seen the God of Light on his throne. How could he possibly know a human like her, let alone be so friendly to her...?
If I had to say, would it count if she saw it in the notebook?
However, if the God of Light knew that she was reading his book, he probably wouldn't be so friendly to her; he might even kill her.
Maggie fell into deep thought.
"The transfer of papal power will take place in a week. The priests and archbishops intend to postpone the election of a new pope and instead divide the power among themselves."
Harlan, after all, held a position in the temple, and only after he felt that Maggie was not in any major problems did he finally begin to discuss official business.
"The Holy Mage Order, I only need this one."
Maggie wasn't greedy; she wanted to control both of the temple's strongest forces.
"...Your Highness is really something........I understand, I will help you."
Harlan was taken aback by Maggie's determined attitude. After a long while, he shook his head with a laugh, seemingly used to Maggie's ambition. After all, she could even kill the Pope, so there was probably nothing she wouldn't dare to do.
"Well, if you want to become the Pope, I can help you."
Maggie doesn't plan to stay at the Temple of Light for too long. It's fine for her to use it as a temporary backer, but after the Duke's mansion falls and the monster that possesses the Duke's body dies, she is unwilling to be locked in this place of intrigue and power struggles by authority.
Although she enjoyed relative freedom after becoming pope, the wolves below her, who coveted her, were always looking to tear her apart and devour her.
Just like the Pope who just died.
She's only been dead for two days, and the power division is already almost complete. It's just that she hasn't woken up yet. If she hadn't fainted, this would probably have been done in a day.
While the Pope's less-than-dignified death was partly to blame, it was also largely due to the fact that once someone leaves, they are forgotten.
Even archbishops who follow the Pope should now seek other paths and find new patrons who can secure a stable position in the temple.
In contrast, Maggie was more eager to find a way to rapidly improve her strength and break free from the demon's control.
Now that the Pope is dead, there's no one to purge the demon followers on a large scale, and Safa will soon get the news.
She now clearly has more power and has become a more useful pawn. The Demon King might ask her to do something, and even with Philomona's guarantee, she is unlikely to do anything too disobedient to the Demon King.
Otherwise, loopholes in the contract will definitely be exposed.
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