"Hmm...maybe about the same."
Nesser wrinkled his nose, lowered his head again, and spoke in a muffled tone as if he was not going to continue.
Maggie's head was filled with questions; she sensed something was off about Nesser.
However, she wouldn't force him to continue talking if he didn't want to.
"If I'm still alive when Nesser comes of age, I will definitely accompany you back to the Green Forest."
Maggie thought about it and figured that Nesser was probably in a difficult position or wanted her company, so she left a reassuring promise.
Although it is unknown at what age elves reach adulthood, Nesser's current physique is still that of a child, and he is certainly many years away from adulthood.
If she fails to obtain a divine position and godhood by then, she will probably turn into dust, and her promise will naturally be invalid.
But if he really becomes a god, accompanying Nesser back to the Green Forest to complete his coming-of-age ceremony wouldn't be too much of a hassle.
Upon hearing Maggie's words, Nesser, who had been feeling down, suddenly raised his head, even his ahoge (cowlick) stood up, and his two ruby-like eyes sparkled brightly.
"Really?"
His tone was full of anticipation.
"real."
Maggie nodded calmly.
Anyway, it's something that will happen many years from now, so it shouldn't be a problem to agree to it for now.
"Pinky promise".
Nesser seemed afraid that Maggie would change her mind, and somehow he extended his little finger as if he wouldn't give up until they made a pinky promise.
"good."
Maggie chuckled and extended her hand. Nesser had only been at the temple for a short time, yet he had already picked up most of the human habits.
After making the pinky promise, Nesser finally withdrew his hand with satisfaction, transforming back into a cheerful and lively little elf, hopping forward and humming an elf nursery rhyme.
"They're so easy to fool, it's really easy to be deceived."
Maggie walked behind, murmuring softly as she watched Nesser's retreating figure.
She was unaware that Nesser had just set a trap for her. Elves reach adulthood at 300 years old, and if they return to the embrace of the Elven Mother Tree, they can quickly grow from juveniles to adults.
In just one night, a child can transform into a young adult.
Now, there are less than six months left until Nesser's 300th birthday.
...
Walking back to her room, Maggie was disappointed to find that she didn't see Arlin. A nun had come to deliver the message.
"Your Highness, this is your letter."
The nun bowed respectfully, and Maggie casually took the letter, which still bore the wax seal of the Duke's crest, its bright red color looking strangely ironic.
"Thanks for your hard work."
Maggie and the nun nodded slightly, then turned and went into the room.
The beautifully decorated letter was peeled back layer by layer, revealing the paper inside, stained with ink and written in a messy hand. Even from just a corner, one could tell how irritable the writer of this letter was.
Maggie's lips curled slightly; as long as the Duke was unhappy, she would be in a good mood.
It seems that the unexpected death of the person who delivered the poison, coupled with the destruction of the slave auction site, severely broke his defenses.
She slowly pulled out the letter and began to read its contents bit by bit.
The room was completely silent except for the sound of Maggie turning the pages. Several minutes later, she slowly raised her head.
"It's really annoying that that old bastard got the better deal..."
Maggie muttered through gritted teeth.
Whether the Duke was deliberately trying to annoy her or not, the letter contained many details about how many nobles the Zephnea family had successfully befriended after she became the Holy Maiden of Light.
They seem to be praising her, but in reality, they are treating her like a credit bar, draining it without any limits.
The initial reason for sending her to the Temple of Light was to gain the trust of the Kingdom of Vatia. Compared to the other two kingdoms, the Kingdom of Vatia was relatively closed off and required a very high level of trust to conduct business with them.
The duke coveted the benefits that the people of his entire kingdom would bring, which is why he came up with this plan.
After all, a family with a Holy Maiden of Light would never do anything bad, would it?
According to the original comic, by the time she was sent to the guillotine, the potion and the demons had already successfully infiltrated the entire Kingdom of Vatia, making her death insignificant.
However, the Duke was clever. He made no mention of the potion in the letter. Instead, he informed her that the princess of the Kingdom of Saint Na was about to arrive in Saint Fei City, accompanied by two noble ladies who were her rivals for the position of Holy Maiden of Light.
"Me, please the princess? Dream on!"
Maggie chuckled, casually tearing the letter into pieces that fluttered from her hand and piled up on the table.
A dark light flashed, and all the scraps of paper on the table turned to ashes.
Seeing that the potion of the tea flower could not be delivered to her for the time being, they sought to gain more benefits from other sources. As long as they could use her, they would frantically extract value from her.
"But...Mottley Lynn, did she come knowing her brother died at my hands?"
The moment Maggie saw the name, countless possibilities flashed through her mind. It could be a coincidence, but one should always be wary of others.
Regardless of her personality, the hatred for the murder of her family is absolutely irreconcilable.
Should we strike first?
Maggie was somewhat troubled. After all, taking the initiative would make her seem impolite and unkind, which was really unbecoming of the Holy Maiden of Light.
While she was still struggling with her decision, a little ghost suddenly appeared in the room, wobbling and flying in front of her with a smug expression.
“Maggie, I have finished analyzing this Soul Flame.”
Strictly speaking, most of the Soul Flame is composed of attribute-less magic power, which is also repeatedly compressed magic power. A Radiant Sun-level Soul Flame contains unparalleled magical power.
"There are no traces of Bella's memories inside, so you can use it with confidence."
The little ghost, carrying the extinguished flame of the soul, floated to Maggie's side; this was one of the few things that elemental spirits could touch.
"Huh? That's good?"
Maggie was surprised. Normal soul flames are more or less contaminated by the original owner's remaining memories and resentment. She thought this one would also need purification, but she didn't expect it to be pure.
"Yes, she destroyed everything."
The little ghost nodded, then placed the Soul Flame in front of Maggie, his expression somewhat regretful.
"This thing is too wasteful for humans to use; it's more useful for elemental spirits."
Maggie paused, her hand twitching as she looked at the little ghost.
If she can't understand such an obvious hint, what's the difference between her and a fool?
"If I let you absorb it, will you be able to advance to a higher-ranking spirit?"
Maggie thought for a moment, then instead of withdrawing the Soul Fire, she asked the little ghost.
"sure."
The little ghost held its two short little hands, looking somewhat dissatisfied, and then said something else.
“But you can’t give it to me, you have to give it to Roy.”
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