"You mean you intend to reshuffle the temple?"
Harlan put down the sword he was practicing with and looked intently at Maggie, who had just finished telling him the plan.
"Hmm, I think that forbearance might not be suitable for me."
Maggie returned his gaze openly, and the two acted as if they were having a casual chat, without even attracting the attention of those around them.
Maggie visits Harlen quite often, and the paladins have gotten used to it. At first, some would glance at her out of curiosity, but that's no longer the case.
"Her Highness is truly amazing; every time she speaks, she surprises me."
Harlan rubbed his temples, looking a bit annoyed. He clearly felt that Maggie's behavior was a bit too radical, but he never stopped Maggie from doing anything and was a very supportive person who could provide emotional support.
Even though Maggie said she was going to kill the Pope, even though she didn't explain how she would do it.
He would believe and cooperate with any idea that Maggie had made, even if it was something far-fetched.
"In short... once the Holy Knights confirm that the Pope is dead, they must quickly take control of his close associates. I will leave the rest to you."
"If there are extra people, send them to maintain order. I don't want to come out after killing someone and see a mess."
Maggie made it sound easy, but only she knew how difficult it actually was.
But she wouldn't tell anyone these things, no matter the reason, because doing so would be extremely rebellious, even blasphemous.
As the Holy Maiden of Light, she is truly exceptionally powerful.
"Are you sure you don't need my help?"
Harlan straightened up slightly, his sky-blue eyes filled with seriousness.
"What help are you offering? Are you sending me to my death?"
Maggie glanced at him sideways, and what she said sounded sarcastic, but she was just stating a fact.
The Pope's strength had reached the pinnacle of the Archmage. If we take into account his obsession with 'immortality,' before the struggle for the divine throne, he was a human who could have obtained a divine title and become a god.
If it weren't for the fact that living beings today are inexplicably unable to become gods, the Pope would probably have become a false god hundreds of years ago.
This also means that, in the entire continent of Coral, very few people can defeat him. Perhaps angels can, but Maggie is not prepared to rely on him.
Everything she does now, everything she does against the Pope, is perfectly timed, strategically placed, and supported by the right people, plus her familiarity with the plot.
No one else would make such a crazy attempt.
"Your Highness's words are far too hurtful to me."
Harlan was uncharacteristically silent for a moment, but quickly put on a hurt expression, as if Maggie had gone too far.
"It's just an objective fact."
Maggie was speechless. Every time she saw him putting on an act, she felt an urge to beat him up. This wasn't the first time.
She vowed that once she became strong enough to completely suppress Harlen, she would definitely give him a good beating.
"I've finished speaking, I'm leaving now."
Maggie casually adjusted her skirt, her tone indifferent.
"Your Highness, don't you plan to stay with me a little longer?"
Hearing Harlan's usual flippant words, Maggie didn't take them seriously and naturally ignored them, leaving the training ground directly.
Harun composed himself, sheathed his sword, and after a long while let out a soft breath.
He doesn't know whether he should be happy or sad.
He was pleased that the Holy Maiden finally trusted him to some extent, and would even tell him about such important matters in advance.
What's frustrating is that His Highness seems to be completely clueless about emotions. No matter what he says or does, His Highness takes it as a joke and doesn't take it seriously at all.
...
Green Tower replied quickly, probably wanting to verify as soon as possible whether Maggie's words were true or false.
However, when Maggie untied the letter from the white dove's leg, she still wanted to complain: How could such a precious forbidden spell be delivered so easily?
They didn't even suggest finding a more powerful magician to deliver it.
Using such an ordinary-looking white dove is far too careless. Aren't you worried about leaks?
As Maggie thought this, she looked at the little white bird with a strange expression. It was not the first time the white bird had met Maggie, nor the first time it had received such a strange look from her.
Then, in a very human way, it rolled its eyes at Maggie.
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Because Maggie kept her eyes fixed on the white dove, she took in every movement and glance it made.
Maggie paused, holding the letter. This time she saw it clearly; the little bird really was looking down on her.
"Coo coo coo".
The little white dove didn't fly away as it had before. Instead, it hopped inside the window, raised its head, and cooed twice at Maggie. Then... it flew up and pecked a hair off Maggie's head.
Very precise, just one strand, and it didn't mess up Maggie's hairstyle at all.
Maggie felt a sharp pain on her scalp, but before she could react and grab it, the little white dove patted its tail and flew away. It flew two meters away and even turned its head to give Maggie a look that said, "You stupid bumpkin."
"???"
Maggie's feelings were beyond words. As she watched the little white dove gradually disappear into the distance, she decided that next time she saw it, she would definitely pluck two of its feathers.
It must suffer twice the pain.
Once is one thing, but why look down on her and even attack her twice in a row?
Maggie held the letter, her heart filled with grief and indignation.
At that time, the little white dove had already passed through the temple's barrier and flown into the clouds. Its entry and exit were not detected by any barrier or device. It did not carry any magic power, nor even the basic life force.
Therefore, even if it is guarded by magicians, its existence cannot be detected.
It flew freely in the sky, heading towards the green tower.
Meanwhile, Maggie had already opened the letter. Inside, on the tattered and thin parchment, were written two obscure and difficult-to-understand forbidden spells. Many parts of the writing was already damaged and blurred, making it impossible to recognize the characters.
Thankfully, the little ghost wasn't here today, otherwise it would have given me quite a fright too.
This forbidden spell is known as the 'Holy Sword Judgment,' the strongest single-target attack magic of the light element. It is a cosmic-level spell and should not be considered a forbidden spell, but rather a miracle.
This magic was invented by the God of Light, but it was deemed a forbidden spell because it was incomplete.
Forbidden spells refer to incomplete, universe-level magic that comes at a great cost and is generally not permitted to be used. However... spells from the gods are different; their level immediately rises. Even if there is a price to pay, it is a sacrifice made for the gods.
This magic has been lost for far longer than the time the God of Light has been asleep. At that time, the God of Light did not care about the affairs of the continent, which led people to believe that the magic had disappeared.
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