Rilisa simply sat quietly in the greenhouse and waited. After a while, a noisy and chaotic sound came from inside the Duke's mansion.
She strode out and saw the Duke's hurried departure, looking as if he had boarded a carriage.
But Rilisa knew very well that this was just a tactic the Duke used to cover things up.
It's likely that the moment the carriage leaves the Duke's mansion, the Duke will use the teleportation array to leave and arrive at the demon village that Her Highness the Saintess is besieging.
"What a boring task."
Rilisa was disappointed. She had failed to meet the Duke, whom she was most interested in, and only saw an old, frail figure and... a lust-driven, idiotic good-for-nothing.
She had assumed that the Zefnia family, whom the saintess considered her number one enemy, would be full of intelligent people, but they turned out to be full of fools.
Rilisa wasn't very interested, but....
Now that the Duke is gone, can she finally do something she enjoys?
Rilisa thought for a moment, then suddenly took a step and walked towards the inside of the Duke's mansion. Only when she bumped into the hurried Rek did she show a surprised expression.
"Has Young Master Lei finished with his business?"
She said it somewhat shyly.
"...Um, well, I'm done with my work. Sorry to have kept Miss Rilisa waiting."
Rick's expression was still very unnatural, but with such beauty before him and a look of complete trust in him, even if the sky were to fall, he would have to put on a brave face.
"It's alright, I'm glad I didn't cause you any trouble. So... what is it that you can tell me?"
"Ririsa asked."
"No, no, no, Miss Rilisa, we won't let you laugh at the Zefnia family's affairs."
Rick's tone wasn't very friendly, but he still explained patiently.
"Oh, I see."
Rilisa seemed somewhat downcast, but she didn't ask any further questions.
Rick was restless, but he still chatted with Ririsa for a long time. Finally, Ririsa yawned and pretended to be sleepy, and the two parted ways.
"By the way, I heard that the Duke's mansion also has a third young master, but I've hardly ever seen him."
Rilisa stood up, straightening her clothes as she asked casually.
"Oh, you mean my third brother? He lives with Father..."
Slightly tipsy from the beauty's charms, Rick blurted out something without thinking, but quickly stopped himself and didn't continue.
"We'll meet again someday."
He said this.
"Oh, that's really nice."
Ririsa, who had been speaking in a gentle and non-aggressive tone, suddenly changed her tone, her words carrying a hint of wicked mockery.
Before Rick could even react after hearing those words...
His head had already flown several meters away, and blood spurted out two meters high. When his head finally landed on the ground, all he could see was a blood-soaked nun covered in blood, holding a giant axe.
The nun had a strange yet excited smile on her lips, as if she had seen something very interesting and exciting. Finally, Rick slowly closed his eyes and fell into eternal sleep.
To ensure her surprise attacks were completely unexpected, Rilisa specially learned magic to conceal her weapons, making them undetectable to anyone under normal circumstances.
This has come in handy just in time.
As night falls, the bloodthirsty cultist reveals her true colors.
The clouds obscured the moon, leaving only bloodstains and a headless corpse.
As for how long it would take the servants to find the head that had rolled into the grass, Rilisa, who had already left, didn't care.
...
"Third Young Master? My third brother? What did Father bring him here for?"
Upon receiving the message from Rilisa, Maggie frowned instantly. Recalling a part of the plot in the comic, Maggie became extremely vigilant.
In her memory, the manga barely gave the Third Young Master any screen time, and he seemed to have less presence than her, the cannon fodder saintess who died at the beginning.
But if the Duke takes him along, then the nature of the situation changes completely.
Considering that the Duke did not possess any demonic aura, and that it was possible the contracted Hell Servant was not with him, Maggie still issued an order to keep a close eye on her third brother.
That is, the third son of the Zefner family.
"Should I go?"
For the first time, Perkin did not directly accept her order, but instead asked a question in return.
Her tone was as emotionless as ever, but Maggie could still detect a hint of reluctance in it.
"Yes, I trust you the most."
Maggie nodded, her tone serious.
Right now, the person she trusts most is indeed Perkin; no one is more suitable for Perkin to do such an important task.
Upon hearing this, Perkin seemed to instantly brighten up, and his mood improved considerably.
"Okay, then you need to wait for me to come back safely."
Perkin accepted the order but didn't move. After a long while, he finally managed to utter a single sentence.
As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to blush and quickly walked away into the distance.
As Maggie watched his almost fleeing figure, a strange feeling stirred within her, as if she had grasped something in that instant, but upon closer inspection, it vanished from her grasp.
"Strange? Is he worried that something might happen to me?"
Maggie touched her head, sensing something was wrong, but the situation was urgent, and with so many people protecting her, it was almost impossible for someone to assassinate her.
She stopped worrying about it, figuring she could just ask Perkin when she got back.
As Maggie thought this, she turned her gaze back to the 'village' that was comparable to a small town not far away.
"If nothing unexpected happens, the Duke should have arrived by now, and I should go in and see him."
With a smile that was both gentle and eerie, Maggie lifted her leg and walked toward the 'village' that had been half-cleared by the paladins and the mage legion.
At that time, in the heart of the demon village, in an area yet to be attacked by paladins and mages, inside a distorted building that looked like it was made of countless piled-up corpses, the light of a teleportation array flashed.
Emerging from inside were the Duke, whose face was so gloomy it seemed to drip ink, and the sickly-looking Third Prince.
"Father, I never imagined that what that woman said was actually true."
The third prince, named Kunle Zefneria, sensed the abnormality of the area the moment he landed. He approached the duke, his tone serious and murderous, accompanied by occasional coughs.
"snort."
The Duke snorted coldly and said nothing. Indeed, if it weren't for that woman's tip-off, he wouldn't have known that his 'good daughter' had almost taken down his stronghold.
"He's just a piece of trash, what big waves does he think he can stir up?"
No matter how much he regretted not killing Maggie directly, he could never admit it in front of his son.
He lifted his leg and walked outside, with Kunle following behind him.
This is the production site of the Tu Mi potion. If Maggie destroys it, everything will have to start all over again.
He absolutely will not allow it.
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