Maggie refused all the priests and nuns who came forward to heal her, including those pitiful eyes that looked at her, and simply told them to stay on the front lines and help fight off the monsters.
He wandered back to his room alone.
My nerves, which had been on edge for days, have finally relaxed.
God knows how tense Maggie has been these past few days, even when she takes Nesser out to play, she has to be on guard against assassination at all times. She can't even sleep well at night, always feeling like there is a pair of eyes watching her from the shadows.
Without Lilia's threat, Maggie practically collapsed onto the bed, lying flat as if she had melted into a puddle of liquid.
"If you do anything so dangerous again, I will never teach you any magic again!"
The little ghost pointed angrily at Maggie, his short little hands trembling uncontrollably with rage, the white cloth fluttering faster and faster, revealing just how terrible his mood was.
He was completely unprepared for Maggie's request to learn magic. When Maggie asked him to teach her how to seal domains, he told her everything without holding back, including how to deal with vampires.
At the time, he thought Maggie had prepared other ways to deal with Lilia, but he didn't expect her to use such a crazy, near-death method. The moment he saw Maggie fall from the sky, not only the humans' hearts stopped, but also those of the three innocent elemental spirits.
"I'm sorry."
Maggie twitched the corners of her mouth, opened her eyes and saw the little ghost, whose body was flushed red. She apologized in a very gentle voice, her attitude of admitting her mistake was positive and good, but she was still unrepentant.
"...."
The little ghost was easily swayed by gentle persuasion but not by force. When he heard Maggie say that, he fell silent for a moment, seemingly unsure whether he should continue to question and get angry, since this wasn't the first time Maggie had done something like this.
This time it looks more dangerous, and the injuries are more serious.
"You... need to rest well...."
Little Jellyfish has always been relatively unknown, occasionally acting as a sidekick, but most of the time he sticks to Roy, following him wherever Roy goes. Today, seeing Maggie's ferocious behavior, he was quite frightened.
He kept glancing at Roy, who remained calm, seemingly unable to understand why Roy was still so composed even though Maggie had almost died.
The little jellyfish was even more confused after learning that Roy and Maggie had a contractual relationship.
It's important to know that when a contractor dies, the elemental spirit will also dissipate.
"Thanks."
Maggie was taken aback, then turned and smiled at the little jellyfish.
This was the first time the little jellyfish had taken the initiative to care about her since it started following her. Could this be considered the first step in mutual trust?
"Maggie, that female vampire, isn't she afraid of sunlight?"
Unlike the others, Roy didn't care about Maggie's health. Instead, he asked Maggie about Lilia with curiosity. The vampires Maggie had encountered before were all burned to death by sunlight, but this one dared to attack in broad daylight and fought with Maggie for so long. It was really strange.
If he had to say something, Roy had long been used to Maggie's way of doing things. Although he was also heartbroken by Maggie's injuries, perhaps because of the contract between them, Roy was able to better sense the emotions in Maggie's soul.
Most of the time, Roy cares more about Maggie's emotional well-being than her physical health.
Maggie is much more relaxed and happy now than she was a few days ago. Since Maggie is happy doing this, Roy won't be angry or sad. He will just celebrate with Maggie.
Just like when Maggie took Nesser out to play before, the little ghost saw that Maggie was very tired, while Roy saw that Maggie was very happy.
These are special relationships unique to Roy and Maggie, which neither the little ghost nor the little jellyfish can understand.
"That's what makes her special—she can operate during the day. If it weren't for that, the Vampire Duke probably wouldn't have sent her to assassinate me."
Maggie patiently explained to Roy.
"Just like some humans get albinism and can't walk in the sunlight, Lilia is probably a mutated type of vampire who can walk in the sunlight."
This is also the most difficult aspect of Lilia to deal with. If sunlight were one of Lilia's weaknesses, Maggie wouldn't have spent so much time planning how to kill her.
And it's so dangerous.
"As expected, Maggie is the most powerful; she can even take down such a special vampire!"
Roy floated up to Maggie, his face beaming with smiles, never stingy with his praise for her.
In Roy's view, Maggie needs someone to support her right now. She's like a swan dancing on a tightrope; if all she gets in return is boos, she won't be able to hold on for long.
“Roy, you support me no matter what I don’t want you to do. We are bound by fate. If I die, you will become an unclaimed elf again.”
Maggie was helpless.
It would be better if Roy scolded her like Little Ghost, but instead, he always believed her unconditionally, which often made her feel guilty towards Roy.
"It's okay, I believe Maggie can keep winning."
Roy spoke matter-of-factly, saying that trust was as simple as drinking water, and his powerful words made Little Ghost blush on the spot.
"It's all your fault! Look what you've done to Roy!"
The little ghost was so angry it exploded. If it were a cat, its fur would probably be standing on end.
He left those words and disappeared from the room, no one knows where he went to heal himself.
The air fell silent again. The little jellyfish, too shy to say another word of concern, glanced at Roy with her small eyes, then at the spot where the little ghost had disappeared. After hesitating for a second, she decided to go find the little ghost, unsure whether to comfort him or just keep him company.
The key point is that the two people in the room don't seem to need comforting at all.
Roy stayed quietly with Maggie until Maggie could no longer stay awake and her eyelids began to droop. She looked at the blurry, white-glowing little fairy in front of her and whispered in a dreamlike voice.
"Roy, thank goodness, thank goodness I survived again. I will definitely make you the strongest elemental spirit."
Roy tilted his head, looked at Maggie who had fallen asleep, and suddenly smiled sweetly.
"Of course, I will always believe in Maggie."
As Maggie drifted into her dream, she vaguely saw a mature, enlarged version of Roy, with a human-like physique, delicate features, a beautiful smile, and an aura of cleanliness and purity emanating from her.
A flame pattern suddenly appeared between his brows, faintly radiating an aura from hell.
Why?
Isn't Roy a light-elemental spirit?
Maggie was dizzy and couldn't quite process what was happening, wondering why Roy was in this form.
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