After exchanging pleasantries with His Majesty the Emperor, Maggie prepared to leave.
But a second before she stepped out of the study, she paused, turned and looked at His Majesty the Emperor of the Kingdom of Saint Na—Bilder Asa, undeniably a good emperor.
However, his doting on Princess Eve was the root cause of the fact that most of the Saint Na Kingdom's territory became a forbidden zone for the undead.
Although Maggie was prepared to handle the matter herself, she stopped and left a message just in case.
"Your Majesty, if you still love your country and your people, please keep a close eye on your princess."
After Maggie finished speaking, she did not hear His Majesty the Emperor's reply, but she knew that the Emperor was not an unreasonable person and would not take her words to heart.
He was the one who personally led soldiers into battle after the undead invasion occurred.
Furthermore, he personally killed Eve, who had already become a ghost.
That's right, at the very beginning of the second volume, Eve became an undead because she opened a teleportation array.
Until the middle of the second volume, she, now a ghost, died at the hands of her beloved father, the emperor.
As Maggie walked out of the study, Eve's fate flashed through her mind. Just before she closed the door, the Emperor, who had been silent all along, finally spoke, though his usually dignified voice had inexplicably become a little hoarse.
"Thank you for your admonition, Holy Maiden."
Maggie nodded slightly to the emperor in the study, knowing that he had taken her words to heart.
He was truly a loving and upright emperor who loved his people. He also had a very good relationship with the queen, which is why he doted on Eve so much.
It was because of love that he would exchange a ruin of unknown value for Eve's safe return.
If this were in the Kingdom of Arnold, let alone a princess, even a prince wouldn't be worth the price of a single ruin. Just look at the Sixth Prince and Harun.
pity.....
If Harlan and Pansy were to become princes of this emperor, perhaps...
Maggie's thoughts raced, and she finally lowered her eyes, clearing these meaningless assumptions from her mind. She had more to do.
“Your Highness, His Majesty has decreed that you may freely enter and leave the palace without any restrictions. Please feel free to call me if you need anything.”
The master of ceremonies, Mandel, approached Maggie respectfully.
"A welcome banquet has been specially prepared for you tonight, and Duke Zefnia will also be in attendance. I hope you will have a pleasant evening."
Maggie's fingertips trembled slightly, but she showed no outward sign of anything amiss, instead revealing a gentle and serene smile.
"I am looking forward to tonight's banquet. Please thank Your Majesty for me. You have also worked hard today."
The protocol officer, Mandel, immediately looked flattered and took two steps back.
"This is all within my duty. Thank you for your concern, Your Highness."
Maggie smiled, but her heart was filled with the opposite.
As Maggie prepares to meet the Duke, the source of all evil and the beginning of the tragedy—her beloved father—a wave of emotion stirs within her, perhaps for her, perhaps for the original owner of this body.
But none of that matters. The Duke is destined to die at her hands anyway, and Maggie would feel sorry for anyone else in her place.
...
Standing on the castle terrace, a gentle breeze caressed Maggie's face, her pale golden eyes gazing at the distant sunset, making her appear even more divine.
If someone were to look up now, they would surely be captivated by such a beautiful sight and unable to look away.
Little did anyone know how agitated Maggie, who possessed a beauty that could be described as divine, was at that moment.
"No? How could that be..."
Maggie frowned, while Roy and the little ghost floated in mid-air, watching her mutter to themselves.
“We really didn’t detect any trace of the undead, Maggie, I’m so sorry.”
Roy hung his head dejectedly, looking very disappointed.
“Roy and I have searched this palace more than three times. We wouldn’t have come back to you if we hadn’t truly found nothing.”
The little ghost remained as cool as ever, but seeing how much Roy cared about Maggie's attitude, his tone became increasingly unfriendly.
"Thank you for your hard work. No need to apologize. I didn't mean to blame you."
Maggie reached out and rubbed her temples. Even though she wasn't in a good mood, she still gently comforted Roy.
"No, no, no, Maggie has always known a lot. I must have missed something."
Roy felt guilty and unconditionally believed that whatever Maggie said was right, especially in the current situation. Even if nothing was found, she would not say that Maggie was wrong.
Maggie had already told Roy and Little Ghost about the 'teleportation array connecting to the Western Continent in the palace' last night, which is why they were so eager to find it today.
Although the undead themselves cannot harm the elemental spirits, the aura of death is still somewhat disgusting to them; at least, neither Roy nor the little ghost like it.
Maggie once asked the little ghost curiously why he looked so much like a ghost and hated them so much.
As a result, the little ghost was furious on the spot, his face saying 'I have been seriously insulted'. If Roy hadn't held him back, he might have already rushed over to Maggie and ripped her hair out.
"Let me think of another way."
Maggie shook her head, not blaming Roy, and continued to search her mind for clues about the undead invasion plot, but unfortunately she had no leads.
As the sun gradually set and the evening banquet was about to begin, many nobles and ministers had already entered the banquet hall, but Maggie remained motionless.
Her gaze lingered on the crowds coming and going in the castle, and before she knew it, a completely new guess had formed in her mind.
"Is it possible that someone from outside brought it in?"
Her eyes grew brighter and brighter as small details in the plot gradually came together, revealing aspects she hadn't noticed before.
"If this is a conspiracy, then some of the things that followed make sense!"
Maggie turned her head abruptly, ran to the table, picked up a quill and began to scribble on the paper, completely disregarding the fact that she would be late for the banquet.
For her now, finding the culprit who made Eve open the teleportation array is the most important thing.
Unable to get an explanation, Roy and the little ghost exchanged glances, both feeling somewhat bewildered, but still floated above Maggie, wanting to see what she was writing.
There were several names they didn't recognize written on it, some circled and some crossed out. As they scrolled down, they finally found three names that appeared frequently.
Before long, Maggie looked up from her deep thoughts, stood up abruptly, and stared intently into her eyes, which seemed to hold a thousand stars.
"We have one more task tonight."
As Maggie spoke, a confident smile appeared on her lips.
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