"Pope Guth had persecuted successive saintesses with bloody and brutal methods. In order to prolong his life, he did not hesitate to taint himself with the power of the undead. He was removed from the position of Pope. Since Guth is dead, his crimes have been offset, and the temple will provide compensation to the families of the successive saintesses."
"Archbishop Ford not only failed to report Gus's cruelty to the saint, but also acted as an accomplice. He is hereby dismissed from his post, violated the temple's laws, and is sentenced to hanging."
"Although High Priest Arlin was unaware of Guts's actions, he acted as an accomplice to evil, and was stripped of his position as High Priest, his mage rank was abolished, and he was expelled from the temple."
After announcing the results for everyone, Maggie looked at the two kneeling in the center of the church, barely able to suppress a smile.
It wasn't mocking, it wasn't sarcastic, it was truly gratifying.
With the suppression of numerous elders, neither Ford nor Yarlin could cause any trouble. Although they were a powerful force to the temple, the temple could not tolerate any injustices. After this incident, they would definitely be dealt with.
At least that's how it appears on the surface. Perhaps the elders would turn a blind eye under normal circumstances, but since Maggie has already made it public, it's something that can't be avoided no matter what.
As Ford and Yarlin were led away, their faces ashen, they met Maggie's gaze. Ford's aged face showed little resentment, but he was probably regretting why he hadn't killed Maggie earlier.
Instead, he allowed her power in the temple to gradually expand until she eventually burned him to ashes as well.
As for Yarlin, his hatred and loathing for Maggie were overflowing from his eyes. He had once lived at the very bottom of the poor and worked his way up to his current status, only to be wiped out by Maggie in one fell swoop, or even worse. No one could accept that.
Maggie had seen many similar looks before. She simply curled the corners of her lips, gave a polite nod to Yarlin, and then looked away.
At this moment, silence speaks louder than words, and the level of sarcasm is absolutely at its maximum.
"Is the Holy Maiden satisfied with the result?"
The elder standing on the prayer platform finally looked at Maggie, his aged voice filled with kindness. After all, Maggie would be a pillar of the temple in the future, and it would always be right to treat her well.
"Satisfied, thank you, Elder."
Maggie couldn't be happier with the result; both her actions and manners were perfect.
Maggie and the elder's voices echoed in the cathedral. After some pleasantries, Maggie was released shortly afterward.
Maggie stopped a hundred meters from the cathedral and gently called out to the air.
"Perkin".
The next second, Perkin's shadow appeared in front of her, like an invisible bodyguard, appearing when needed and almost non-existent when not needed.
“It was done by Yarlin.”
Maggie's words were concise and clear; she wouldn't leave herself any future troubles. Besides, this was the world of comics, where anyone could become the protagonist.
Although she didn't think that someone like Yarlin could make a comeback, it was just a matter of giving an order, which would save her a lot of trouble.
She would be restless and unable to eat or sleep if she really let Yarlin fend for himself outside; she wouldn't leave behind any potential enemies.
"Yes, Master."
Upon receiving the order, Perkin vanished without hesitation, his shadow moving in the direction that Yarlin had been taken away.
Given Perkin's personality, he might have killed Arlin in prison before Arlin was even released from the temple.
But none of this matters to Maggie, and she won't care. As long as she's dead, nothing else matters.
In the end, Maggie's steps were noticeably lighter. After all, she's still a young girl; she started skipping after just a few steps, not a big leap, but it was there. However, the price of being too relaxed was...
She bumped into Spur, who had appeared not far away at some unknown time.
"It seems that Her Highness is in a good mood."
As the older brother, Spoelstra was far superior to his younger brother in both IQ and EQ. So when he saw Maggie's reaction, he didn't say much, but simply smiled and nodded as if to greet her.
"Um."
Maggie's movements stiffened almost imperceptibly before she softly responded.
"I've heard that Your Highness is planning to leave the temple in the next few days and head to the bottom of the sea?"
Sper's words made Maggie wary. Only Xiu should know about her preparations. Where did Sper hear about them?
"Your Highness, there's no need to be so nervous. I just happened to be passing by the library when I overheard it. You and Xiu were having a very pleasant conversation at the time, so you naturally didn't notice my presence."
Perhaps sensing Maggie's thoughts, he smiled and waved, indicating that he didn't mean it.
In fact, he did overhear it by accident. He was about to enter the library when he opened the door a crack and saw what was happening inside.
It's... the scene of Maggie kissing the mermaid.
The distance was so close, the intimacy so intimate, that he felt too embarrassed to push the door open and go in. He had originally wanted to look up some useful information, so he had no choice but to quietly retreat.
Even with Maggie's help, waiting isn't the best option.
Perhaps he can find a suitable way and no longer need Maggie's help.
"It's okay, I wasn't thinking anything of it."
Maggie could not possibly admit it, and maintained a calm demeanor.
Spur didn't speak, but stepped forward and suddenly reached out to touch Maggie's forehead with a gentle expression, giving off a... male mother vibe.
Gentle, tolerant, as if able to accommodate all her grievances.
But Spurr is one of the mischievous twins.
Maggie stared blankly into Spur's eyes, so deep and dark they seemed to draw her in, creating a stark contrast with his fiery red hair.
His handsome features appeared exceptionally gentle due to his expression, devoid of any aggression, making people unable to resist letting their guard down.
[She looks exactly like her younger brother, Spitney, but their personalities are completely different, and their temperaments are also very different.]
Maggie didn't immediately dodge Spurr's hand; instead, this thought popped into her head.
It wasn't until Spurr's voice came again that she was brought back to her senses.
"I'm lending you this fire because it's very cold in many parts of the ocean. If you had a fire that could burn underwater, you would be more comfortable."
His voice was full of concern, which made Maggie a little uncomfortable.
She took a half step back and realized that there seemed to be a flame in her chest, which was given to her by Spur.
"How...how did you know I'm afraid of the cold?"
Maggie always felt that Spur's words weren't just simple expressions of concern.
Sper is very good at manipulating people's hearts. His move was to please her, or you could say to win her favor.
He always treated useful people this way.
This is also why he was able to ascend to the position of the God of Flames even though the Fire Spirit Clan was wiped out.
Only by winning people's hearts can one make so many weak races willingly follow him.
"On nights when the dew is heavy and no one is around, His Highness will hug his arms and quicken his pace. His lips are a pale pinkish-white. If I'm not mistaken, His Highness must be afraid of the cold."
Then Maggie heard Spur lower his eyes and say this.
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