"Don't chase her, it's no use. She's cunning and very fast."
Maggie, seeing that Perkin's expression had clearly turned cold, stopped him from chasing after them.
Lilia is a very clever vampire. She was successfully intercepted by Perkin last time, so she probably already has a way to deal with Perkin. Chasing after her now would be no different from suicide.
"What happened? Was it the vampire who attacked you last time?"
Harlan frowned slightly, his expression unusually serious, and asked earnestly.
“Yes, she attacked me more than once. Including in the Kingdom of Saint Na, she has tried to kill me three times.”
Maggie's calm demeanor, as if she weren't concerned about her own life, made Perkin's eyes darken even further.
"But it's none of your business, I know how to deal with her."
She could vaguely sense Harlan's emotions, but as the Paladin Commander, he was certainly responsible for defense during the beast tide.
Lilia's next appearance will most likely be during the beast tide's siege, when she will be at her most vulnerable.
Keeping Harun by your side without permission would be irresponsible towards this border city.
“You… Your Highness, Holy Maiden.”
Harlan pursed his thin lips slightly, seemingly realizing his careless choice of words, and switched back to a more respectful form of address.
However, this shows that his mood was indeed not very stable, and he almost forgot to use honorifics.
"I told you, don't worry about it. Commander Knight, please go back and rest."
Maggie dislikes people not following her plans, and her tone becomes cold and unapproachable.
Seeing Maggie's firm stance, Perkin, who was standing to the side, suppressed his earlier hesitation, afraid of upsetting Maggie.
Maggie turned and went into the room, not looking at Harlan again. It wasn't that she was ungrateful, but mainly...
Lilia is likely watching from the shadows. Only by appearing arrogant and confident enough can she embolden Lilia to attack her again with full confidence.
Otherwise, if she were to be extremely vigilant, Lilia might very well choose not to make a move.
Then she would miss the chance to kill Lilia again.
Of course, she wasn't worried that Lilia would discover it was a trap for her, because the defenses around her were indeed very weak, and if she missed this opportunity, she might not get another chance.
Harlan had no idea what Maggie was thinking. He just watched as Maggie closed the door without hesitation, shutting him out again.
"..."
He lowered his eyes, his gaze unfathomable, as if he were lost in thought.
It was a familiar scene, as if... he often saw Maggie's back.
Perkin had already vanished from the spot, reverting back to his shadow.
...
Maggie spent several days playing in the city with Nesser, even though it was a bit tiring for her.
But every time she saw Nesser's cute and adorable smiling face, she felt instantly healed.
Even the physical fatigue immediately disappeared, and I didn't feel tired at all.
However, it must be said that children are very energetic. Every day, I would take her to play in the city all day long, and only reluctantly accompany her back to the war zone when it was time to rest at night.
I couldn't wait to knock on her door early in the morning and tell her to leave early.
"You're spoiling that elf way too much."
When the little ghost saw Maggie lying exhausted on the bed, he couldn't help but complain.
Despite having so much to do and being incredibly busy, she still insists on spending time with the elf cubs. What's the difference between that and overworking herself?
The little ghost followed Maggie and Nesser the whole time, and her awkward tone actually revealed her concern.
He would prefer Maggie to have more time to rest.
“I took him away from the village and forced him to stay in the heavily guarded temple for so long. He didn’t have much chance to go out and play. If his heart is hurt, he will become a dark child.”
Speaking of this, Maggie was no longer sleepy. She immediately sat up in bed and began to explain herself in a righteous manner.
"Now that I have time, of course I should spend more time with him. If he encounters any difficulties in the future, as long as he thinks of this beautiful memory, he will continue to persevere and will not try to kill himself or become a terrible adult elf."
As Maggie spoke, a little girl vaguely appeared in her mind.
She stayed obediently in the house every day, waiting for her parents to appear.
There wasn't even a window in the room, and in the basement, you couldn't see the day or night. She could only read the clock on the wall, study diligently, and after finishing her studies, she would look towards the door, waiting for it to crack open.
All it takes is a ray of light to shine through, and then my parents will come back.
But every time she saw them, she could only sense her parents' irritability and annoyance, as well as their impatient gazes.
Many times, she just wanted her parents to spend more time with her.
But whenever she makes a similar request, she gets a look that says, "Can't you be a little more sensible?"
It wasn't until much later that she realized that for ordinary people like her parents, simply struggling to survive was already incredibly difficult.
Raising her is all the parents can do for her.
The emotions she longed for and needed in her childhood were always luxuries in the face of poverty.
No matter how well she studied, she could only receive a word of praise occasionally.
Even so, those few words of praise became her only source of emotional support in the days that followed.
“Elves are naturally indifferent and yearn for nature. They wouldn’t be like the gloomy children you’re describing. Only humans would be like that.”
The little ghost was speechless, seemingly thinking that Maggie's thinking was problematic.
"But what if? What if his personality becomes terrible because of me? I will feel guilty for a long time, even though he was so happy and free before."
Maggie couldn't quite put her finger on what she was thinking. Perhaps she was making amends to the little girl she once was, or perhaps she was concerned about Nesser.
But none of that matters anymore. She just feels that she has been very happy these past few days, and everything she has done has been worthwhile.
Roy floated to the side, watching the little ghost and Maggie's verbal sparring, a thoughtful expression on his face. Just as the little ghost was about to continue refuting Maggie, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the hem of the little ghost's white cloth.
"Don't say anything more. I can feel that Maggie is in a relaxed mood, more relaxed and happier than ever before."
Roy is simple, but that also means he can see through the essence of everything.
"So, stop talking about her. Maybe Maggie is the one we really need."
Whether it's relaxing or something else, Maggie is trying to redeem herself.
Roy could almost sense that Maggie's previously suppressed aura had changed considerably.
In any case, this is a good thing.
Trading physical exhaustion for spiritual salvation is a worthwhile trade.
Roy's words stunned both Maggie and the little ghost.
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