Just then, through the reflection of the glass, Maggie saw all the expressions on the Pope's face, from unpredictable changes to ecstasy. She knew that the real fish had taken the bait.
Maggie's expression didn't change, as if she hadn't seen anything.
The Pope quickly composed himself and returned to his solemn and dignified demeanor.
The Pope was a shrewd man who had lived for countless years. Even if he was blinded by momentary joy, he could quickly regain his senses and consider the veracity of Maggie's words, and whether she was lying.
Or perhaps she had other ideas.
Even if he were as clever as a monster, he couldn't have imagined that Maggie was indeed lying to him.
Maggie is still in the temple and depends on him for her livelihood. Even if he personally takes away her feather, smears her, imprisons her, and puts her on the guillotine, it is entirely within his power.
As the Holy Maiden of Light, Maggie had no power to resist him.
Therefore, there was no reason for him to lie to him.
Once the lie is exposed, Maggie will be the only one to suffer in the end, because the Pope is too powerful.
This is speculation, but both Maggie and the Pope are very cautious people. Just because they can't see the danger doesn't mean the danger doesn't exist.
Whether you are a fraudster or a victim, both of you are under the sword of Damocles; one wrong step and you will be doomed.
An undercurrent of tension simmered between the two; the Pope was observing Maggie, and Maggie was also secretly observing the Pope.
After an unknown amount of time, when the atmosphere had become somewhat awkward, the Pope finally spoke slowly and deliberately.
"It seems that the Holy Maiden is indeed favored by the God, which is truly enviable."
Maggie shook her head in apparent fear, not daring to speak, for fear of angering the Pope.
Her status is lower than the Pope's, yet she was received by the Divine Lord. This is hardly a good thing, and it's a slap in the face to the higher-ups.
"As I said, you don't need to worry or be afraid. It's a good thing that the Holy Maiden, as one of the God Lord's representatives traveling on the continent, can be received by the God Lord in person."
"I see you're tired today, go home and rest early."
The Pope did not press further about how to see the Divine Lord. In his eyes, Maggie was just an easy target, and as long as she didn't leave the temple, he could always find out how to get an audience with the Divine Lord.
It's always better to be gentle, so as not to cause any other trouble.
If not, then she can only blame her bad luck.
"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I'll head back now."
Upon hearing this, Maggie felt as if she had been granted a pardon. She simply bowed and left the church rooftop, turning to go away.
The Pope gazed at Maggie's retreating figure with a deep, dark look, like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows, cold and damp.
It was out of place with the sacred radiance surrounding it.
Maggie certainly sensed the unusual gaze, but all she could do now was pretend not to notice.
Although the Pope seems to have taken the bait, no one knows what he might do next. Judging from his caution, he didn't directly ask her how to see the God of Light, but instead told her to go back.
She had already specified the location so clearly, and since the church rooftop was his territory, he would definitely try every possible method to achieve his goal.
All she has to do now is wait.
When the Pope didn't get the answer he wanted and came back to her...
Oh no, there's another one.
A forbidden spell powerful enough to kill the Pope, the spell formula in her hand was just enough to restore the forbidden spell. She only needed to give the Green Tower a signal, and the broken forbidden spell would be delivered to her.
I'm sure Burvin won't let this opportunity for collaboration slip by.
The bait she threw out was tempting enough.
As Maggie pondered this, she walked down towards the bottom of the church until she bumped into Archbishop Ford.
An elderly figure stood not far away, backlit, offering her his usual kind smile. However, Maggie had already felt nauseous enough seeing him at the Pope's place, and seeing him again now made her feel somewhat disgusted.
So Maggie added him to her kill list as well.
Anyway, killing one or two is the same as killing one person, so it's not bad to send this one to be buried with the Pope.
Maggie thought casually.
"It seems that Her Highness the Holy Maiden and His Holiness the Pope had a very pleasant conversation."
Ford said with a chuckle.
"Thank you for your concern, Your Excellency. Indeed, His Holiness the Pope is very kind and gentle to me."
Maggie continued, following his lead.
"That's good. Seeing that Her Highness the Holy Maiden is so favored by His Holiness the Pope, this old man is also very pleased."
Ford's smile deepened, making the wrinkles around his eyes more pronounced. His eyes narrowed, and the deepening smile seemed somewhat eerie.
The way he looked at Maggie was as if he were looking at a dying person.
Maggie caught the signal he was sending pretty accurately, but she sneered inwardly. When the real battle came, it was hard to say who would die.
Ford probably thought she would be terrified, but unfortunately, things didn't go as he hoped.
After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Maggie and the Archbishop parted ways. Without wasting any more time, Maggie delivered a letter to the Green Tower.
She summoned the white doves that the Green Tower had prepared especially for her, and the doves flew away into the distance carrying the message.
...
"What? The Holy Maiden means to repair the two forbidden spells? And share the results with us?"
When Birvin received the letter, he thought it was a greeting and asked his apprentice to read it aloud. But after hearing the whole letter, he was completely stunned.
The sound penetrated the third and fourth floors of the tower, even attracting the attention of the sage.
In the end, Maggie's letter was placed before the sage, and Pervin stood respectfully before him, head bowed, as obedient as a quail.
Do you think what she said is true?
The old woman's hoarse voice echoed in the slightly dark room, like a ghostly voice from the underworld.
The sage disliked light, and her room was dark every day, but fortunately, Burvin had gotten used to it.
"Hmm... I think it's true, because Her Highness... the Holy Maiden of Light is indeed very knowledgeable. She even traded a spell formula with us before."
Burvin habitually used honorifics, but in front of the wise man, he made a sharp turn and changed his address.
"Okay, let her give it a try."
The old woman remained silent for a while, seemingly thinking, before finally agreeing.
Even broken forbidden spells are incredibly valuable. Maggie casually asked for two of them, and although it was under the guise of repair, it was still extremely extravagant.
Only a wise person has the right to approve such a deal; even though Burvin is the chief, he is not qualified.
Moreover, the fact that Maggie could make such a boast means that she must possess trajectory-level and universe-level spell formulas, which is a huge amount of information.
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