After the succubus ball left, Maggie immediately went to search the flower bed, where she found a soul flame of extremely high quality, just a hair's breadth away from reaching the trajectory level.
"!"
Not only Maggie, but Roy's eyes lit up as well.
Perhaps the Soulfire looked too tempting, because Maggie only glanced at what appeared to be debris next to her and didn't give it another look.
With a strong sense of stealth, Maggie swiftly grabbed the Soul Flame and stealthily returned to her room.
Only when she sat on the bed did Maggie cautiously breathe a sigh of relief.
This Soul Flame is of even higher quality than Bella, who went berserk and transformed into the Queen of the Dead. It would be of greater help to Roy and the little ghost. No matter how you look at it, there's no way she would refuse it.
A big shot is a big shot; they don't even care about treasures of this caliber.
"etc....."
Suddenly, Maggie discovered a blind spot.
While the Soul Flame can be used as an alchemical ingredient and in potions, it's highly likely she'd use it on Roy and the little ghost, so...
Could it be that Filomona deliberately left it for her own child?
Maggie held the Soulfire in her hand, her gaze shifting back and forth between Roy and the Soulfire, her expression somewhat subtle.
"Speaking of which, why isn't Little Ghost by your side today?"
She asked Roy.
"I don't know, but if you want to see him, I can go to him."
Roy shook his head blankly.
"No need, don't bring him back yet."
Maggie immediately refused.
"And it's best not to tell him about today's events either."
It wasn't that Maggie wanted to keep it from Little Ghost, but she was genuinely afraid that Little Ghost would have a mental breakdown if he found out. He cared about Roy so much, she simply couldn't imagine how he would react.
"oh oh."
Roy nodded his head as if he understood, then tilted his head in confusion.
"But why?"
His little head couldn't quite grasp the complexities of the situation, but whenever he encountered such questions, he would always ask Maggie.
"I'm afraid the little ghost... um... will worry about you."
Maggie didn't know what to say. She was actually very concerned about whether the little ghost would quarrel with Roy or even break up with him if he knew about Roy's background.
After all, ghosts seem to be very averse to any race other than elemental spirits, let alone demons.
Maggie couldn't bear to see Roy upset because of her friend.
"Okay, I promise Maggie I won't tell him."
Roy seemed to vaguely understand Maggie's thoughts, and readily agreed.
"Yes, this is fine as it is."
Maggie held the extinguished flame of her soul in her hand and murmured softly.
Philomona's appearance, she didn't know what it meant, but it would certainly cause a huge shock to the world.
Although she seemed to have a very good temper, both in appearance and in her speech, Maggie wasn't stupid. If Philomona were really as friendly as she appeared, she probably wouldn't have been given the title of legendary succubus.
Without extraordinary strength, given her flirtatious nature, who knows what she might encounter?
Moreover, succubi are shameless creatures, not only in their lewdness but also in their incredibly low moral standards, which are far removed from human morality, and the line between good and evil is extremely blurred.
She went out for some fresh air and encountered a rather serendipitous little incident. Maggie truly forgot everything from her dream this time, and with her head glued to the bed, she drifted off to sleep while still thinking about it.
...
"Your Highness, five mages who participated in the competition died mysteriously last night, similar to the mages who died on the day of the preliminary round. Today, the mages who will compete against each other have been rematched."
As soon as Maggie sat down, the nun came to her with the list, looking troubled.
The competition hosted by the Holy Maiden of Light has been plagued with problems. Although none of them are the Holy Maiden's fault, those below are still worried about Maggie's emotional state.
It's not impossible for a boss to take out their frustrations on their subordinates when things aren't going well at work.
Maggie, with a gentle expression, softly accepted the rearranged list and spoke to the nun in a low voice.
"I see."
She had already received the information Harlan had given her on her way here, so she was prepared. Last night, she had guessed which undead was killed by Philomona.
This morning's news has confirmed the undead's identity as Ivy, the puppeteer she has always cared about.
I had originally planned to wait for him to return, then find a way to lure him into the temple and torture him properly. But things didn't go as planned, and I never expected him to perish at the hands of a succubus.
It's quite a sad story. The undead villain who wreaked havoc in the original work and beat up the main characters has just quietly disappeared from the story.
It's good to avoid trouble, and Maggie's tense nerves relaxed a bit.
Seeing that Maggie's expression had softened, the nun also breathed a sigh of relief.
Today's magical duel wasn't particularly exciting, and Maggie was getting a little sleepy watching it, but she had to keep her spirits up for the sake of her image as a saintess.
She used to think that the contestants were the most tired when she read comics, but her experience these past few days has taught her that being a spectator is also quite tiring, especially for someone like her with a more important status.
From another perspective, Maggie also genuinely admires the academy's mentors.
The only two interesting people today were Susie's childhood sweetheart, Victor.
It seemed that the reward didn't affect him much, and he was still in control during the duel. Maggie couldn't help but take a second look, but in the instant she looked up, her eyes met those of the white-haired man on the other side of the audience.
The man noticed Maggie's gaze and smiled politely at her across the entire dueling arena.
Maggie nodded subconsciously in return, her intuition telling her that this person was no ordinary individual.
As expected, Witt advanced smoothly. The next one was Laurie Frank, who had provoked Maggie yesterday. Before the match, he even bowed in Maggie's direction, and everyone present saw his action.
This is no longer a hint; it's a blatant declaration.
It seems he's really determined to fight Maggie.
Maggie had no reason to show weakness; she always maintained the utmost politeness and decorum, never allowing anyone to find fault with her.
"I'm really looking forward to the day I face off against the magician Laurie."
She looked at Laurie across the distance, showing no sign of backing down or fearing battle.
At the same time, Maggie thoughtfully gave Merlin, who was watching from the audience, the same smile.
The people in the dueling arena looked at the Holy Maiden of Light standing on the high platform, their gazes gradually shifting from initially seeing her as a mascot to now showing her more seriousness.
Whether it's summoning a dragon to attack the city, taming the dragon, or dealing with unexpected events, Maggie does everything flawlessly, sometimes even making people forget her age.
Now, he remains humble yet confident in the face of challenges from geniuses.
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