Time flew by, and the morning passed in the blink of an eye. The task lay before her, and Ford even sent a nun to remind her not to forget.
Maggie could only prepare to set off.
"Nesser, should you stay in the temple and wait for me to return?"
Before setting off, Maggie couldn't bear to see Nesser injured, so she knelt down and gently comforted him beside her.
"don't want."
Nesser shook his head vigorously, determined to go with Maggie, his eyes shining with unwavering resolve.
"I am my sister's personal attendant, how can I leave her alone?"
He spoke earnestly, with an expression of conviction, which moved Maggie somewhat.
"Sigh, never mind, let's go."
Maggie gritted her teeth and decided to bring Nesser along.
She thought about it for a moment. If she died, Nesser's life in the temple would definitely be difficult. As the former saintess's confidante, she didn't know how she would be ostracized.
But if we take him to the cemetery, Nesser shouldn't be targeted after we return. The fact that he managed to escape the cemetery unscathed speaks volumes.
Moreover, she was confident she could protect Nesser, and if all else failed, she still had the Demon King as a backup.
In Maggie's view, as long as her secret is not exposed and the problem with her demon contract is not revealed, the Demon King will definitely not let go of her as a useful pawn and will definitely save her.
Leaving the church of the Temple of Light, we gradually entered the central urban area of Santa Fe City, where the number of ordinary people gradually increased.
Maggie led Nesser ahead, while Perkin stood silently behind them.
However, he had somehow put on a dark cloak, which covered his unusual skin color and special snake eyes, making him look a bit like an evil man in black at first glance.
This was the first time Maggie had walked out as a saintess. She smiled and nodded to every commoner who bowed to her along the way, showing great affability and being more gentle than the previous saintesses.
Being kind to others is never a bad thing, especially for someone like her who holds the position of a saint of light. The more people love her, the more advantageous it will be for her in the future.
However, Perkin, who was following behind her, was completely out of place with her and Nesser's painting style. After enduring countless strange looks, Maggie finally couldn't help but ask Perkin a question.
"Why not get a white one?"
The Temple of Light is all white, so Perkin's black cloak really stood out.
"....."
Perkin looked up at Maggie, pursed his lips and said nothing. His emerald green snake eyes, hidden under his hood, stared straight at Maggie like a dangerous venomous snake waiting to hunt. Just looking at her sent chills down one's spine.
Maggie knew this meant he didn't want to change, and she silently turned her head away, feeling utterly powerless.
"never mind...."
She looked down at Nesser, who was obediently holding onto her clothes, and felt a little more comforted.
"Nesser is still the best."
Maggie's heartfelt exclamation.
"Hello, sister too."
Nesser looked up at Maggie with a sweet smile and replied in a clear, childlike voice.
It's no exaggeration to say that his smile made Maggie feel that even the surrounding sunlight became brighter and the air fresher.
As the three approached the intersection leading to the eastern suburbs, Maggie suddenly stopped.
She looked around thoughtfully, then turned and walked towards the most bustling area of Santa Fe City.
Since Ford didn't require her to return anytime soon, Maggie had no reason to rush off to clear out the undead.
She had been in this world for a long time but had never had the chance to experience the customs and culture of the Coral Continent firsthand. Now that she finally had the opportunity, she was determined not to let it slip by.
She is a saintess of the Temple of Light, and will basically have no private time to travel in the future.
Maggie knew that Ford's men were secretly watching her, waiting for her to run away in fear of death or the spirits of the dead.
That would give the Paladin Order a reason to move out, capture her, and kill her on the spot.
Unfortunately, she's going to disappoint Ford.
Maggie never intended to run away; she just planned to have some fun in Santa Fe with her two poor little ones.
No one would have thought that a noble lady who never leaves her home would be so curious about the lives of ordinary people.
...
Maggie looked around in amazement. The prosperity of Santa Fe City far exceeded Maggie's imagination. It was indeed a city where the Temple of Light was located.
The three of them strolled around, eating and playing, and Maggie bought Nesser whatever he liked.
Of course... it was Maggie who shamelessly took back the small bag of gold coins she had given to Perkin, otherwise Maggie would have been penniless, the only valuable thing she had was the staff given to her by the Emperor of the Kingdom of Arnold.
Putting aside whether anyone can afford the price, even if they could, how many people would dare to accept a gift from the royal family?
As she walked, Nesser stopped in front of a bread stall, unable to move, her eyes and lips filled with a glistening longing.
Maggie noticed Nesser's reaction and immediately pointed to the stall and asked Nesser.
"You want to eat this?"
Nesser nodded vigorously, his eyes sparkling.
"purchase!"
Maggie waved her hand and spent five copper coins.
Turning around, Maggie met Perkin's eyes. For some reason, she always felt that she saw an emotion called speechlessness in those perpetually cold and sinister snake eyes.
Not to be outdone, Maggie glared back.
"..."
Perkin and Maggie locked eyes, and after a long while he silently looked away.
Maggie nodded in satisfaction and continued shopping.
As expected, she is more powerful. She can repel the God of Darkness with just her eyes. She can brag about this for the rest of her life.
The three passed a clothing store. Maggie turned her head and thought for a moment before turning around and walking straight inside.
"Let's go buy clothes."
Although the Temple of Light has a uniform style of clothing, and she, as a saintess, is not allowed to wear personal clothes, Nesser and Perkin can wear them when they go out. Maggie plans to buy them each a set.
The clothing store owner, who had been dozing off, noticed someone's arrival and half-awake, raised his head and instinctively opened his mouth to welcome them. But the next second, the words caught in his throat.
"this...."
Upon seeing Maggie, the boss jumped up from his chair, his eyes filled with nothing but admiration and respect.
"Your Highness, are you going to buy clothes?"
Maggie really liked this sensible shop owner, and immediately decided to buy clothes from this store. Then she pointed to the two people next to her and said...
"Buy them."
The boss understood immediately and led his men inside. The room was filled with a dazzling array of men's clothing, even more so than modern stores.
Maggie was dazzled by what she saw, and her understanding of the Middle Ages deepened.
God knows how monotonous modern menswear is; black, white, and gray remain unchanged, with no innovation. Men in the Middle Ages must have eaten well.
This can be seen from Harlan's knightly attire, with a glittering emerald brooch on his chest that looks quite flashy. Fortunately, his face is very handsome, otherwise he would just look like a good-for-nothing playboy.
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