"Vampires also admire the Holy Maiden of Light? It seems the temple hasn't taught you enough lessons."
Maggie's expression turned slightly cold, her tone carrying a hint of sarcasm.
"That's not how it works. Throughout history, all living beings have pursued beautiful things, regardless of race or stance."
While dodging Harlan's attacks, Coron also took the time to chat with Maggie in a very natural way. If you didn't see the two of them exchanging blows, and just listened to his calm voice, you probably wouldn't think he was fighting.
Those who think themselves powerful are arrogant and fearless, which is disgusting.
"Vampires cannot be considered living beings."
Maggie scoffed. Apart from Harlan, who already knew her true colors, there was no one else present. So she made no attempt to hide her true nature, and her sharp words were extremely hurtful.
Coron's face was bigger than Maggie had imagined. Hearing her words, he didn't even get angry; instead, he gave an ambiguous smile.
"If it's with Her Highness the Holy Maiden... then that counts as feeling the warmth of a living being, so how can it not count as a living being?"
Maggie's face instantly turned almost frosty. This was the first time since she transmigrated that someone had dared to make a lewd joke in front of her, and it was a bastard who wasn't even human.
"According to the temple's laws, anyone who dares to offend this holy maiden should be punished with the punishment of burning souls in repentance. Unfortunately, vampires have no souls, so... being torn to pieces is very suitable for you."
She tilted her head, revealing an ambiguous expression. Under the moonlight, half of her face was hidden in darkness, making her look like a saint who had been possessed by a demon.
It appears sacred, but is actually dark.
As Maggie finished speaking, the staff, blessed by the mermaid's tears, appeared out of thin air in a hidden corner. Its tip was gathering a faint light mixed with black, white, and blue colors. It seemed harmless, but in fact, it contained a large amount of magic power.
A bomb composed of three types of magic is perfect for severely injuring this guy.
The magic bomb does not belong to any type of magic; it is simply a 'magic' that Maggie discovered while researching magic gems.
It doesn't require chanting; it only needs to control the critical value of the mixed magic and continuously compress it to achieve an effect similar to a gem explosion.
This is also a technique unique to Maggie. It can only cause an explosion when the magic is chaotic to a certain extent. There are very few people in this world with dual-element magic talent, and almost none with three elements. Moreover, it requires the magic to repel and counteract each other.
Light and darkness are incompatible, and water acts as a catalyst.
With the constant supply of magic from the unclaimed elves, the so-called 'magic bomb' might be incredibly powerful.
Maggie had never really tried to see if the actual effect was good before, but today she had the chance.
"The Holy Maiden is truly fierce."
Coron was still trying to flirt with Maggie, ignoring Harlan's increasingly dark expression, simply assuming that the paladin was too useless and that he couldn't do anything about him, thus hurting his pride.
And indeed, Harlan was helpless against him.
Being too young is a disadvantage; no matter how talented you are, you can't fight off a vampire who has lived for countless years.
Suddenly, Maggie heard Perkin's magnetic voice.
“I’ve stopped her. Paladins and blood hunters have surrounded her. She’s a high-ranking female vampire. I’m going back to find you now.”
Since Perkin's voice recovered, Maggie has established a magical telepathic connection with him, and now Perkin can communicate with her over long distances.
Maggie's lips curled into a smile as she devised a plan. She glanced at Coron and then subtly raised an eyebrow.
"It seems your companion isn't very strong either; he's already been captured by my servants."
She deliberately spoke ambiguously. Although the character Kron has never appeared in the comics, trying to trick him might be a good option. As they are both high-ranking vampires, they are very likely to be allies.
Actually, she wasn't sure either, but if Coron didn't fall for her trick, she wouldn't lose out.
If falling into a trap causes mental unease, then the outcome may be uncertain.
A high-level vampire who could withstand Harlan for so long must be at least a viscount, while she's only a mid-level mage. The extent of her abilities is negligible, so...
It seems they are no match for Coron.
However... at this point, the brain should play its proper role.
Sure enough, after Maggie finished speaking, Kron's expression changed almost imperceptibly. Although it was only for a moment, Maggie still caught it precisely.
Harlan seized the opportunity to attack, finding a slight opening in Coron's slightly disrupted rhythm.
The sword, now imbued with the Pure Blade, became more than five times sharper. Harun swung the sword at Kron's neck in a single strike.
When blood splattered again, the wound appeared on Coron's otherwise decent face, with a line of blood flowing down his face like tears of blood.
His movements were incredibly nimble, narrowly avoiding a fatal wound, and a faint hint of regret flashed in Harlan's eyes.
Coron quickly took two steps back, reached out and touched the wet spot on his cheek. The moment he saw it was blood, his face turned extremely pale.
"You've really messed with me!"
He seems to cherish his face, which is a weakness that could be exploited to his advantage.
Maggie thought to herself, but immediately gave Harlan the order.
"Attack his face."
Upon hearing that, Harlen changed the direction and weak point of his attack without hesitation, as if he didn't care that his magic power was almost depleted.
Upon hearing this, Kron became enraged, and his gaze towards Maggie shifted from one of lust to one of murderous intent.
"You ruined the Earl's plans, you should have died long ago. I was only trying to save your life out of kindness, but you not only betrayed my good intentions, but also dared to covet my face!"
He seemed enraged, and his magical attacks became more frequent and intense once again.
If it weren't for the light shield surrounding Harun that could precisely block every dark magic attack, he would probably have been seriously injured.
In fact, the Light Shield is the most cost-effective defensive magic, as it consumes little magic power and is precise and controllable.
Maggie always chooses to set up a defensive barrier simply because she has too much magic power and might as well use it. If other mages saw her wasting it like this, they might criticize her for it.
Unfortunately, Maggie never attacks with her full strength in front of others, only using light arrows to deal with them, so few people know about her special abilities.
Maggie stood still with her eyes downcast, watching helplessly as beads of sweat trickled down Harlan's forehead. He was already at his limit, but she showed no intention of making a move.
"It's almost done."
Time ticked by, and finally, just as Harlan was awkwardly turning to the side and almost had his shoulder scratched by Kron's sharp black nails, Maggie raised her eyes again, her gaze curving slightly, as if she had seen something interesting.
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