When she opened her eyes again, the sky outside was already bright, and the roars of the monsters had completely disappeared. Maggie sat up in a daze, feeling like she had just had a dream, but she couldn't remember what it was about.
Moreover, her headache was so severe that it was even more painful than excessive magic consumption. It felt as if her spirit had been exhausted to the limit, yet she clearly had a long and comfortable sleep.
Could this be a side effect of dealing with Lilia?
Maggie thought uncertainly.
She tapped her temples, somewhat troubled. Although it's normal not to remember your dreams, she had a vague feeling that the things in her dreams were very important.
Suddenly, there was a loud banging on the door, accompanied by Ficklin's irritable voice.
"Hey! Those weirdos are almost all dead, why haven't you woken up yet? Are you dead inside the house? Then all my efforts to save you would have been for nothing?"
His voice was deep but surprisingly loud, accompanied by increasingly loud banging on the door. Maggie, with a throbbing headache, could only walk to the door and open it for him.
What came into view was Ficklin's hand, frozen in mid-air, and a fleeting look of guilt on his face.
"Haha, you're awake?"
Ficklin carefully looked away, scratched the back of his head with his hand still in mid-air, and chuckled.
It was as if he wasn't the one who had just banged on the door.
"Yes, I'm awake."
Maggie nodded expressionlessly.
To be honest, she always felt like she was raising a husky when she was with Ficklin, but he was also a real dragon, which was really a headache.
"Um, um, you asked me to help defend the city, and I did my best! I crushed every last one of the remaining ones outside with my claws, not a single one was left."
As Ficklin spoke, his expression gradually became proud, like a dog that had perfectly completed a mission and was now asking for credit.
Looking at Ficklin's smug expression, Maggie thought in despair.
That's it, it looks even more like it now.
It looks more like a dog now.
"Okay, well done."
Maggie suppressed her urge to pat Ficklin's 'dog head' paw and quietly looked away.
She found a neat row of people standing outside her door, each with a different expression, but all of them had one thing in common: their eyes were fixed on her, and they all looked a little dejected.
"..."
Maggie's feelings were a bit complicated. She was touched that someone cared about her safety, but she also felt that the scene was a bit eerie, almost like a joint trial.
It's just that there are now one, two, three, four, and five.
That's right, even Rabai is there, and he looks to be in the best condition among them, while the rest are in a terrible state.
"Sister, you're finally awake. I've been waiting for you here for so long."
Nesser staggered to Maggie's side, his once rosy face now deathly pale, his eyes filled with dense red blood vessels, as if he hadn't slept in a long time.
"What's going on, Nesser, you...?"
Maggie looked at Nesser hesitantly. Even if she was worried about her, she shouldn't have been in such a state, right?
She just had a good night's sleep.
...Wait a minute, something seems off.
Maggie belatedly realized what was happening and suddenly asked, somewhat nervously.
How long did I sleep?
Logically speaking, even if the beast tide ends, it will take a long time to clear out the remaining monsters, and there are also many logistical issues to deal with within the city. At the very least, the city will not be as quiet as it is now.
This means she must have slept through the period after the beast tide's aftermath has been resolved.
"You slept for seven whole days."
Harlan spoke up at the right moment, answering Maggie's question. The hoarseness in his voice was impossible to hide, and he sounded like he hadn't drunk water for days.
"?"
Maggie remained silent.
"You've been guarding outside the whole time?"
She was a little incredulous, but it did seem to be true.
"Um."
Harlan nodded slowly, his turquoise eyes conveying an indescribable emotion, yet somehow they made people feel uneasy.
Maggie always sees his eyes as golden, like those of the God of Light, but he clearly hasn't reclaimed his divinity yet.
"Thank you, but I'm fine now."
To prevent the blood from sticking to her body, Maggie used a cleansing spell to clean herself thoroughly as soon as she returned to her room, and even changed into a new saintess outfit.
Right now, compared to the others in front of her, she seems to be in the best condition.
"I know."
Harlan spoke calmly.
Everything Maggie did before she fell asleep showed that she wasn't seriously injured. Only after confirming Maggie's safety did they let her sleep. However, no one expected that Maggie would sleep for so long.
They let Ficklin knock on the door so rudely because they couldn't wait any longer and were afraid that something might really have happened to Maggie.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the person emerge unharmed from the door.
Poor, unlucky Ficklin, because he couldn't wait, was made the scapegoat. Luckily, Maggie wasn't grumpy when she woke up, otherwise Ficklin might have received a severe scolding.
Before the two could finish their conversation, Nesser's small body finally couldn't withstand such intense sleeplessness. The elf swayed and finally collapsed into Maggie's arms.
Maggie instinctively caught him, preventing Nesser from falling to the ground.
She didn't see that Perkin and Harlan's faces darkened at the same time, and they seemed about to step forward.
At the same time, Charles also received news that Maggie had woken up. He rushed to Maggie's door and then saw a strange scene.
A pale-faced elf cub lay unconscious in the arms of the saintess, its tiny hands still clutching her robes tightly.
The surrounding people were all eager to step forward, their expressions filled with hostility.
Of course, the target was the elf in Her Highness's arms.
Charles paused, sighing inwardly. Although Her Highness the Saintess was powerful, the Temple of Light was indeed a chaotic place.
It was absolutely wonderful that he chose to come to the frontier.
When Maggie looked up again, she met Charles's eyes, who had just appeared around the corner. For some reason, all she saw in his eyes was a strange look, as if she were some kind of pervert.
"..."
The vein on her forehead throbbed. She had finally managed to defend the border city, and this unfortunate legion commander was still looking at her like that.
"Ahem, Your Highness, it's so good to know you're safe and sound."
Charles's feigned seriousness only made Maggie more annoyed.
"Yeah?"
Maggie raised an eyebrow slightly, a half-smile playing on her lips.
"Of course, all the mages and swordsmen in the legion are eagerly awaiting your early awakening."
Charles spoke from the heart; Maggie's prestige in the border city was now higher than his.
Not only can they find the monster's weakness, but they can also replace the core of the barrier's magic circle with their own bodies, survive the suicidal assassination attempt by a high-level vampire, and even have a dragon come to their rescue in the end.
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