Seeing Roy and the little jellyfish come to her unconditionally, Maggie felt a surge of warmth. When she learned that the Duchess was coming to the temple, her mood improved considerably.
Moreover, with the information that Roy had obtained for her in advance, she was prepared and could come up with a solution beforehand.
"Since my dear father and elder brother are coming, it's time to meet them."
Maggie murmured softly, a flash of murderous intent crossing her eyes.
She was a very trustworthy person. Since she had promised the original owner that she would take good care of the Duchess, she would not break her promise.
Regardless of whether the Duke has figured out how important the Duchess is to him, she will be in danger.
Because if the Duke realizes he can use the Duchess to control her, the Duchess will become a hostage, and she will be restricted as a result.
Once he returns to the Duke's mansion with his men, that person will be much harder to rescue. The Duke's mansion is now no different from hell; it's a den of demons.
But if the Duke finds that the Duchess is of no use to him, given his ruthless nature, he would deal with her directly, and killing her is not out of the question.
No matter what, Maggie cannot take this risk.
She had originally planned to proceed slowly, but now it seems she has to find a powerful ally.
The wish letter Susie gave her came in handy at this moment.
Even if they fail to kill the Duke, they can at least save the Duchess.
Maggie knew that her choice was not the most cost-effective method and should only be used if she could kill the Duke.
but.......
In a lifetime, how many people can be as rational as a robot, making the right choice every time?
She touched the wishing letter with her finger and channeled magic into it. In just a moment, the wishing letter transformed into a small origami crane.
Maggie left her request and purpose on the origami crane as a message. When everything was over, the origami crane rode the wind and flew into the sky like a little bird.
There are still a few days until the Duchess arrives at the temple, which is just enough time to send a message to the guild master of the Silver Wheel.
After Maggie finished all this, she quietly sat back on the bed. Now all she could do was wait.
She wrote on it: if you can kill the Duke, kill him directly; if not, ensure the Duchess's safety and bring her back to her side.
It's okay to settle for second best, as long as she can live up to the original owner's expectations.
In fact, Maggie knew that she didn't have to follow the agreement, since she and the original owner hadn't made any contract to bind her.
There's absolutely no need to waste this precious opportunity.
But Maggie always remembered the way the Duchess looked at her with tears in her eyes when she left the Duke's mansion.
She longed to savor that warm, heartfelt maternal love, a love she had never experienced before, even though it wasn't hers.
Some people are like that; even a brief encounter can leave a deep impression, let alone the fact that she is the mother of this body.
Maggie lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, her emotions a jumbled mess, not even knowing what she was thinking.
She didn't want to move or do the work of a saint, since no nun was coming to urge her today anyway.
And so she lay there quietly, doing nothing.
She rarely wasted time like this since she transmigrated, but today she thought of too many things from the past.
For some reason, she felt completely drained, as if she couldn't even lift her arms.
Maggie didn't fall into a deep sleep until nightfall.
When Maggie opened her eyes again in the dream, her consciousness returned, and she met the gaze of a pair of somewhat familiar eyes.
It was seven-colored, like a prism refracting sunlight, and her inorganic pupils reflected her face.
He has handsome features but is cold and emotionless, much like a human-machine interface.
Looking up, there is a round halo that is still very bright even in daylight.
She is an angel.
It was the same archangel, El, whom Maggie had met.
"..."
Maggie remained silent, somewhat surprised. She had thought that even if she didn't meet the sea god, she would at least meet some other god. She never expected to meet the archangel.
And it seems that this archangel has been watching her for a long time.
"You... don't belong to this time and space. Where did you come from?"
Archangel El spoke calmly and without inflection, but his words were startling, at least giving Maggie a fright.
"..."
Maggie remained silent. She vaguely remembered that angels seemed to have the ability to detect lies, much like the spell of truth invented by the God of Light.
It is said that angels are the attendants of the God of Light. Although this is just a legend and not true, it does suggest that there are some similarities between them.
For example, lie detection skills.
So she has no choice but to tell the truth now, otherwise she'll be found out.
However, she had another option: not to answer.
She was a future soul who had traveled through time to the past, and she never expected that one day she would be recognized on the spot, even faster than the sea god who could make prophecies.
"You hesitated to answer, so you really don't belong to this time and space."
After saying that, El scrutinized Maggie like a scanner, and finally came to an answer that nearly scared Maggie to death.
“You don’t belong to the past. I’ve never seen you dressed like this before, so you come from the future, or from another world.”
His assertive tone made Maggie's brow twitch.
"Stop, I'm from the future."
Maggie was afraid he would guess something more, so she chose to interrupt him directly.
She was actually a little afraid that others would find out she was an outsider, especially someone like an angel, who was responsible for maintaining order.
They were like firewalls blocking out unknown dangers, while she was like a Trojan virus.
This caused Maggie to be naturally a little afraid of angels.
However, she wasn't lying; she really did come from the future.
They just didn't answer the later questions.
"Um."
Having received a definite answer, El finally stopped targeting Maggie and looked away.
Maggie then had time to observe her surroundings.
Then, she found herself in the sky.
A place resembling a heavenly palace, its layout similar to a temple, surrounded by low-ranking angels responsible for guarding it.
So she is now in the angels' lair.
Looking down from the clouds, you can still see the entire sacred mountain.
That is where the struggle for divine positions began and the war between gods took place.
The location she chose this time was quite impressive, she thought to herself.
Maggie looked at El's back, who was looking through the clouds at the various false gods gathering towards the sacred mountain from all directions.
But after noticing Maggie's gaze, he turned around and calmly looked at her.
What do you want to ask?
Unlike Xiu's intelligence, the angel possessed an almost penetrating ability to see into people's hearts, giving Maggie the feeling that she couldn't hide any secrets from El.
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