The return journey was faster than Maggie had imagined. Although she was a benefactor to the Beard royal family, she was still an outsider. Maggie no longer had the authority to delve into the internal issues that they needed to deal with.
With the Magic Tournament approaching and Father Barton pressing for more, the royal family was in chaos due to various events and had no energy to hold a formal banquet. The matter of bestowing rewards had to be postponed. Maggie was only concerned with getting a few bottles of Ethereal Potions from the Emperor.
Maggie was actually quite satisfied with her trip to the Kingdom of Saint Na. She resolved the necromancy magic circle and gained an extraordinary level of reputation, which would be very beneficial to her future.
But encountering the twin fire gods in the library was still somewhat unexpected for her.
She really needed to think of a way to release them. As long as she didn't die along the way, this favor might save her life after the gods returned to their positions.
Who told her to offend... well, quite a few people now?
The faces of Safa and Ulysses flashed through Maggie's mind, and she felt a mix of emotions.
It's a pity that she didn't get to torment Old Deng, which left Maggie somewhat disappointed.
However, it might be a good thing that we don't have to fall out with the Duke for now.
Who knows, we might be able to use it again next time.
Maggie stood outside the carriage, waiting for the people to see her off, her mind racing with thoughts.
Two figures quickly approached her location from a distance. It took Maggie a while to make out their appearance. To Maggie's surprise, in addition to Eve, the person who came to see her off was also Burwin.
"Is Your Highness leaving today?"
Burvin's tone was earnest and reluctant, which made Maggie feel inexplicably strange.
For some reason, I've been appearing near her these past few days. It feels like a chance encounter, but Maggie always feels like something's not quite right.
After all, it seems he should be more responsible for the vampire's escape, so why would he be wandering around the palace all the time?
But he didn't do anything suspicious; he just discussed magic-related topics with her, and Maggie didn't resist, engaging in a friendly conversation with him.
Who knows, he might be the next one to take power in the Green Tower; it's definitely a good idea to be on good terms with him.
As expected of the chief, her knowledge base is astonishing. If it weren't for the little ghost, she probably wouldn't be able to have a normal conversation with him most of the time.
Maggie muttered to herself, but on the surface she didn't show it, maintaining her gentle and pure demeanor.
"There are still some things to take care of at the temple, so we should go back soon."
She said softly.
Of course, the real reason was to get Perkin a handy weapon for the journey, which is why we set off early.
Eve, standing to the side, had a dark expression on her face from an angle that Maggie couldn't see, and her eyes were full of hostility as she stared at Burvin.
Lately, every time Eve tries to see Maggie, Burvin appears like a ghost around Maggie, making it impossible for Eve to be alone with Maggie.
Eve's resentment had been building up to its limit because of Burvin, and now, upon suddenly receiving the news that Maggie was leaving, she felt incredibly terrible.
"Your Highness, may I visit you at the temple next time?"
The moment Maggie turned around, Eve's expression immediately became elegant and poised, and she cautiously asked.
"Okay, but remember to inform the temple in advance this time, otherwise if you get caught again, I won't take care of you."
Maggie sighed and pointed to her head, indicating that Eve should remember her reminder.
"Thank you, Your Highness."
Eve was overjoyed, as if she hadn't expected Maggie to agree, and was so happy that she seemed to be surrounded by blooming flowers.
To be honest, although Maggie felt that Burvin was a bit strange, she didn't sense any romantic feelings from him. Although his gaze was ardent, it wasn't unpleasant.
It feels more like... looking at a treasure trove of dictionaries or something?
This thought instantly made Maggie feel strange.
"Your Highness, it's time for us to depart."
The paladin gave a knightly salute, his tone respectful.
Okay, see you next time.
Maggie waved to the two of them. She did not trouble the emperor to prepare a complicated farewell ceremony for her, and even the carriage left through a side road of the palace.
I mainly don't want to experience being surrounded by people and treated like a hero; it feels a bit awkward.
Maggie boarded the carriage, and Nesser, just like last time, sat obediently inside, looking at her with bright, sparkling eyes.
"Sister, didn't you mention the Bone Lord?"
Nesser's smile was like a little sun, warming the hearts of those who saw it. He asked in a questioning tone.
Maggie's expression softened as well.
"Ordinary people can't go to the Western Continent to investigate, so the matter of the undead has to be put on hold for now."
Maggie shook her head. Some beings could be dealt with, but others couldn't for the time being. Besides, the undead were nothing more than grasshoppers in autumn. It wouldn't take long. Once the gods regained their divine status, they would be wiped out.
They're nothing but rats in the gutter; the lost western continent will soon return to the hands of the living.
"Okay, sister."
Nesser tilted his head, seemingly puzzled, but still gave a bright smile and replied in a clear, crisp voice.
As the carriage moved further away from Taber, Maggie suddenly remembered something and called out softly.
"Perkin".
Immediately, a figure emerged from the shadows beside her. Since the carriage was low, he sat directly next to Maggie, his snake-like eyes staring intently at her, as if waiting for her question.
"Lilia, you didn't find her, did you?"
Maggie touched her chin, and although it was a question, she used an affirmative tone.
Given Lilia's strength, Perkin shouldn't be able to detect her approach at this point. Maggie had suspected this for a while, but she hadn't had a chance to ask her before.
"Um."
Perkin nodded.
"Who told you that?"
Maggie didn't think Perkin was trying to steal the credit; given his personality, he probably just found explaining it too troublesome.
"The man in the leather jacket."
Perkin remained silent for a long time, then uttered three words before falling silent again, continuing to stare at Maggie without any intention of explaining.
Maggie knew he didn't want to talk about it anymore, so she gave up asking.
Perkin is great in every way, except for this one thing that's most troublesome: he doesn't like to talk much.
It seems we won't know who helped us for the time being.
...
Unbeknownst to Maggie, Burvin, who had just seen Maggie off, was standing in front of an old woman, respectfully handing her a report.
The old woman's gaze swept across the paper, her eyes gradually focusing from their initial unfocused state, and finally she became serious.
"The Holy Maiden of Light, Zephnea Maggie."
She slowly revealed Maggie's identity, her tone mysterious and enigmatic.
"Yes, Sage, all this knowledge comes from her."
Burvin's eyes were filled with respect. The Archmage's strength was unfathomable. He was almost the most powerful mage on the continent of Coral. They were few in number, and each of them had the power to easily destroy a kingdom.
The Green Tower has a total of seven towers, and the one in front of us is one of them.
"Ancient magical languages...and spell formulas..."
The old woman's gaze swept over another piece of paper placed in front of her, on which was clearly written the formula that Maggie had previously traded to the Arnold Kingdom branch.
"The magic competition is in a month. Go to Santa Fe City and ask her to trade spell formulas again."
The old woman spoke in a deep, unreadable tone, revealing neither joy nor anger.
"OK."
Burvin bowed his head in agreement.
He also suspected that Maggie possessed even more spell formulas, which would be crucial for the Green Tower, even if they were only microscopic spell formulas.
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