In the dimly lit basement of the Motley mansion, Motley Lynn sat at a long table, her eyes flashing with hatred.
"What right does she have! What right does a murderer have to be a saint!"
Lin's anger was like the flickering light and shadow on a wall lamp, seemingly suppressed in a low voice, but actually on the verge of exploding.
Her brother died at Maggie's hands, and she wanted to add fuel to the fire and sow discord between the emperor and Maggie, making the emperor dwell on the hatred of the princess's death and hold a grudge against Maggie.
As it turned out, Maggie didn't kill the princess; instead, she sent her back.
Anyone would be furious in that situation.
She is unaware that her words have caused the Emperor to feel grateful to Maggie.
"Calm down, Miss Motley. Wouldn't it be easier to get things done in Taberr than at the temple?"
On the other side of the long table sat a pale-skinned man, speaking casually, with several bats swirling around him, occasionally landing on his hand.
"To us now, she's like fish on a chopping board."
The man could tell that Motley Lynn was almost unable to contain her anger, and although he was too lazy to deal with it, he still pretended to speak.
"Ha, vampires are indeed cold-blooded creatures. Even if she kills your kin, she can remain calm and indifferent."
Lin saw through his hypocrisy, her face immediately turned cold, and she retorted with harsh words.
"That's not how it works. The reason I'm here is to avenge Greta's death, isn't it?"
The man shook his head, indicating his disagreement with Lin's statement.
"Isn't it because you're afraid she'll continue to sabotage your plans?"
Lin sneered. It was incredibly ironic that vampires, creatures devoid of emotion, actually wanted a place where they could live peacefully like humans.
If Maggie hadn't repeatedly thwarted their plans, the deaths of just two vampires wouldn't have been worth his time.
The man narrowed his eyes slightly, a dangerous glint appearing in them. To him, humans were nothing more than food, and now his food dared to mock and defy him.
If it weren't for relying on the Motley family to operate within the royal city, these humans who dared to provoke him would have already been drained of their blood.
Lin sensed his murderous intent, but she didn't care and glared back at him.
The atmosphere grew increasingly tense, like swords were about to be drawn, until a cold voice broke the silence.
"That's enough. I don't want to know about your grudges."
The humanoid creature seated in the main seat extended its skeletal hand from beneath its robe and gently tapped on the table, producing a regular, even tapping sound.
"The collaboration was only because of Joyce's request."
The voice seemed to emanate from the netherworld, indistinguishable between male and female, and only instilled fear.
Lin looked at the black-robed man in the main seat with resentment and reluctantly shut her mouth, but she was still full of hostility towards the vampire.
"She has a paladin and two extremely talented personal attendants by her side, especially the black-clad youth, whose appearance and disappearance are almost ghostly, making him very difficult to deal with."
Lin knew Maggie's information like the back of her hand, clearly having investigated it countless times.
After a moment of silence, the man in black robes spoke softly.
"The vampires are responsible for holding off the people from the temple."
The man sitting on the other side looked at the man in black robes with resentment, but after touching the will-o'-the-wisps that flickered around him from time to time, he extinguished his own flame.
Unfortunately, among the three forces, although vampires are also countered by light magic, the temple's magic is naturally effective against the undead. As for the Motley family, they would not openly target the Holy Maiden of Light.
Therefore, at present, the most suitable one is only a vampire.
Seeing that the vampire had no objections, Motley Lynn's eyes flashed with smugness as she turned to the man in black robes and spoke.
"The family members will be responsible for holding off the boy in black."
She was referring to Perkin, who currently seems the most difficult to deal with, and this could also be seen as a way of showing sincerity.
"Yes, that elf cub has great talent and is very suitable to become our companion."
The man in black robes seemed quite satisfied with this arrangement and nodded.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the basement door, which was unusually loud in the quiet atmosphere, and all three of them turned their attention to it.
"Sister, I have something to tell you."
Only when she heard Joyce's voice from outside the door did Lin relax her tense nerves.
The lock on the door came off with a click, and Joyce pushed the door open and walked in, his expression slightly serious.
"For some reason, the Holy Maiden approached me today. Will she notice...?"
He hesitated slightly, but before he could finish speaking, the man in black robes interrupted him.
"No, she's just a mid-level mage, there's absolutely no way she could sense my power."
His tone left no room for argument, so Joyce swallowed back what she was about to say.
Thinking about it, it makes sense. How could the saintess, who had just returned to Taber, possibly know about their plans? He was probably overthinking it.
only......
Joyce's mind would always flash back to Maggie's smile, a smile that was perfectly normal, even gentle, yet inexplicably chilling.
"Once the teleportation array is activated, I will bestow upon you boundless glory, and your younger brother will also return to your side."
The black-robed man's voice was extremely eerie; it would make any normal person feel uncomfortable. However, the Motley siblings seemed oblivious to it, their eyes gradually turning fanatical.
...
Maggie didn't want to give up on solving the problem of the undead teleportation array, so she suggested to the emperor that they stay in the palace temporarily.
Although the paladins hesitated, they still chose to listen to Maggie.
She sent Perkin to follow Joyce, but they haven't gotten any specific useful information yet. However, Maggie is somewhat at ease because she can see Eve, who seems to be in a normal state, every day.
She just didn't expect that Xiu would come to see her again after she had confronted him last time.
As soon as she pushed open the door, she was met with Xiu's pale purple eyes, which were calmly gazing at her, like an unfathomable ocean that could bewitch anyone who looked at them for too long.
Maggie admitted that even she was momentarily captivated by his good looks, but she quickly regained her senses.
"Is there something you need?"
She asked casually.
"...I've run out of potions."
Xiu seemed to know that Maggie didn't like to waste time, so he directly brought up the problem he was facing.
As he finished speaking, Maggie inevitably fell into deep thought.
Oh no, she forgot about it.
The last situation was too urgent, and all the medication he used to maintain his sanity was used up at once, which wasted a lot of it. Judging by the time, it's about time he had an attack.
"An ethereal potion, is it? Let me think of a way."
Maggie frowned slightly. This was indeed a troublesome matter. If Xiu lost control, there was no telling what he would do, and she had promised to protect him.
We really need to get it for him.
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