Under the watchful eyes of everyone, and with Maggie putting such a huge hat on him, Joyce remained silent for a long time before finally reaching out to shake Maggie's hand, then quickly letting go, and managing a weak smile.
"Your Highness is overthinking it."
Although the two only had a brief contact of a few seconds, the gray bead inside Maggie's body reacted very obviously, and her heart sank immediately.
What was initially just speculation has now been confirmed.
It's likely that this eldest son of the Motley family made some shady deal with the undead, exploiting Eve's naivety and foolishness to open the teleportation array and help the undead invade.
He then allied himself with the undead, becoming a lich and leading the undead army.
As for why this part wasn't included in the manga, it's because it's not important to the main characters.
A small conspiracy is merely the fuse that ignites the plot; the main characters have no reason to investigate the reasons for the demise of a country that exists in name only.
Compared to these, it's more appealing to readers to have the protagonists wreak havoc and save survivors from dire straits.
However, Maggie still doesn't understand why Joyce would choose to become a ghost instead of a decent human being.
She was completely baffled, but this was the only reasonable explanation.
"Young Master Motley is quite an interesting person."
After getting the answer, Maggie stopped pressing him and instead took a half step back, moving to a comfortable social distance between them, so as not to make Joyce overly wary.
She just wanted to verify her guess this time.
"Her Highness the Holy Maiden is also one of them."
Joyce turned his head and replied blankly, not even knowing what he was saying.
Maggie didn't care about his attitude and turned back to Eve's side.
But this time when she returned, Eve's eyes had become noticeably strange and mournful.
"...Your Highness, didn't you just say...?"
Her gaze swept back and forth between Joyce and Maggie, her whole body radiating sadness as she muttered to herself. It was all because Maggie had just said she wasn't interested in Joyce, and then went up to shake hands with her.
Maggie was aware that she was a little embarrassed, but she kept a straight face on the surface.
"Of course I remember, I just wanted to get to know you."
After saying that, before Eve could continue her internal monologue, she suddenly leaned close to Eve's ear and whispered something in her ear.
“If Joyce comes to you recently and says or does anything, ignore him and don’t believe him.”
Maggie originally intended to pretend nothing had happened, but considering that Eve might cause trouble, she emphasized the warning again.
As for her hooking up with Joyce again and treating him like a fool, Maggie's words were all in vain. Some people are destined to be cannon fodder, and those who don't survive are simply intellectually challenged.
"oh oh."
Eve nodded blankly, her expression a little dazed, as if she didn't understand what Maggie meant, but out of admiration for her idol, she chose to obediently agree.
"Yes, don't do anything unnecessary."
Maggie was very satisfied; the boy was teachable.
...
After the banquet ended, Maggie rushed back to her room, when the little ghost suddenly floated to her side with a serious expression.
“We just spotted vampire activity outside the castle hall.”
Maggie was about to call Perkin to keep an eye on Joyce, but after hearing the little ghost's words, she stopped in her tracks.
How could that be?
Maggie frowned. She couldn't believe that vampires would be involved in such a thing, and they wouldn't benefit from it.
"No, I mean, the vampires are probably after you."
The little ghost shook its head and pointed its short finger out the window.
Maggie realized that she had fallen into a cognitive trap, thinking that the events were related, when in fact she herself was a collection of troubles.
Now that she's inside the royal palace of the Kingdom of Saint Na, the mercenaries hired by the archbishop are finding it harder to harm her, and things have calmed down considerably for the time being.
However, she has offended quite a few vampires, so it's reasonable for them to want to kill her.
"I've made quite a few enemies, but they're not important now."
Maggie sighed helplessly and casually brushed aside the possibility of a vampire attacking her.
Anyway, she's used to it, it's not like she hasn't been through it before.
She stepped forward, gently pushed open the stained-glass window, and entered the terrace. The bright moon hung high in the sky, casting shadows on the trees and the ground. Maggie gently called out to the swaying shadows below.
"Perkin".
The next second, the tree shadow twisted and melted, spreading upwards along the wall, finally stopping at the terrace, slowly transforming into a human shape.
To Maggie's surprise, Perkin didn't wear his FFF group's black cloak this time. Instead, he wore the clothes Maggie had bought for him at the Santa Fe clothing store. Although the colors were still monotonous, at least he looked much more normal.
From a gloomy, dark-hearted boy to a melancholic, snake-like youth, that's quite impressive.
"What do you need me to do?"
Perkin spoke as succinctly as ever, his snake eyes gleaming faintly in the moonlight, their emerald green like the most deadly poison in the world, or like a bewitching demon.
"Keep an eye on Joyce for me."
Maggie didn't need to explain; Perkin knew who she was talking about. This person was like a ghost, frighteningly dedicated. She didn't even know when Perkin left or when he would return.
Or perhaps this person doesn't need rest?
However, considering that he is still a human being, Maggie believes that the possibility is almost zero.
Perkin gave a hoarse "hmm" and then fell silent, not turning into a shadow and leaving.
According to his usual practice, he should have already taken the task and left, but he is still standing in the same place without moving.
Maggie raised an eyebrow. It seemed Perkin had something to say to her today.
"Is there anything I can help you with? Or do you want something or a gift? You've worked so hard for so long, it wouldn't hurt to give you a reward."
She crossed her arms and asked with great interest.
To be honest, Perkin is a really useful subordinate. He won't betray you, he's extremely efficient, and he's easy to take care of. She'll definitely feel very sorry when he gets his godhood back.
However, another possibility is more likely: she didn't see him retrieve his divine status and got stuck halfway there.
Based on the current situation, her chances of surviving until the latest volume of the manga are less than one percent.
The main plot of "Miracle Days" revolves around the struggle for the authority of the main god. If she had just been an ordinary human at that time, she wouldn't have been worthy of participating.
Perkin remained silent, simply staring at Maggie until she began to feel uncomfortable.
"What exactly do you want...?"
"Maggie asked."
Finally, a slight change appeared on Perkin's face, and he opened his mouth, trying to say something with his dry throat.
"Elf..."
After he finished speaking those two words, a barely perceptible look of struggle appeared between his brows. Maggie didn't understand what he meant and was about to ask him when the man had already turned into a shadow and disappeared.
She was left standing there, the night breeze brushing against her cheeks.
Maggie's lips twitched, and she could only silently complain to the air.
"...Have I ever said that I hate people who only say half of what they mean?"
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