After a period of chaos and turmoil, the emperor, who had been in a dazed and semi-conscious state, suddenly awoke, and his cloudy eyes gradually regained their clarity.
Maggie turned around and looked at the emperor, who had been barely noticeable from the beginning; he had finally come online.
It's just a question of whether this king, who died young in the story, is mentally sound and whether he can be of any use.
"Your Majesty!! His Majesty has awakened!"
Gray's excited expression seemed genuine. Upon hearing this, the Third Prince, who had been struggling, instantly collapsed to the ground, his face ashen, a sign of defeat.
Yarlin also maintained a composed demeanor and did not show any sign of distress.
Only Maggie could see the throbbing veins on his forehead, a testament to how terrible his mood was.
Grey quickly bypassed Maggie, walked to the king's side, and leaned down to listen to the king's instructions.
The king reached out a trembling finger and pointed at the queen's mutilated corpse, whispering something to Gray. Gray's expression changed drastically in an instant.
He immediately stood up and pushed the king to Maggie.
"His Majesty instructed me to convey His Highness the Holy Maiden's gratitude."
The king was clearly very weak, but he still winked at Maggie in gratitude.
"The archbishop hopes you will recover quickly, which is why he sent me here. The temple's responsibilities are our own, so there's no need for thanks."
Maggie responded gently on the surface, but inwardly she was very satisfied with the king.
She was more sensible than she had imagined, not a fool. It seems that someone who can become king has some ability to judge people.
...
The farce is not over yet, or rather, it has just begun. Unfortunately, Maggie and Arlin have both been invited back by Gray and cannot continue to participate.
With the Queen's death, her hints to the King are dispelled, the King awakens, and everything will start afresh. As members of the Temple of Light, Maggie and Arlin cannot interfere in the internal affairs of the royal family and can only leave temporarily.
The corridor was eerily quiet. Yarlin's face was ashen, and he couldn't hide his anger as he looked at Maggie.
“You have ruined the archbishop’s plans, and the archbishop will make you pay the price.”
Yarlin maintained his condescending tone, but his words betrayed barely suppressed anger.
"What do you mean? His Holiness only instructed me to heal His Majesty the Emperor. Now that His Majesty is safe and sound and the murderer has been found, why would His Holiness punish me?"
Maggie looked surprised, her expression full of confusion.
"You! You're just putting on an act!"
Yarlin's face flushed red, and his attempt to lower his voice could not conceal his anger.
"High Priest, His Holiness the Bishop clearly told you to pay attention to your manners, but it seems you still haven't grasped the essence of His Holiness's teachings."
Maggie sighed, her tone both mocking and cautionary.
"If His Holiness the Bishop truly has any instructions, has the High Priest forgotten to tell me? It was not my intention to disrupt His Holiness the Bishop's plans, and I believe His Holiness the Bishop would not indiscriminately kill innocent people, right?"
She turned her head, her eyes pure and her tone innocent, and continued speaking.
"Or rather? Does High Priest have some unspeakable secret?"
In the empty corridor, Maggie's question was so innocent and naive that it was strangely eerie, like an abyss that one could not gaze into.
"Hmph, no comment."
Perhaps thinking that Maggie wouldn't be a saint for many more days after returning to the temple, Arlin didn't let his anger cloud his judgment and completely break ties with Maggie. Instead, he quickened his pace to avoid her, not wanting to say another word to her.
Maggie watched his retreating figure, which was shrouded in dark energy, with a playful expression.
She was eager to know why she hadn't seen any trace of her spellcasting and hadn't found any evidence that she had secretly sabotaged things.
How should Arlin report her actions to the archbishop?
Or are you just going to slander her without any evidence?
She was a noblewoman from the Kingdom of Saint-Nard and could not possibly know what was happening inside the Kingdom of Arnold. She had no motive or reason to sabotage the Archbishop's plans.
I really want to hear what Yarlin will say then.
Maggie returned to her room, her mood as bright as the sunshine, except for one thing.
"I still haven't fully mastered dual chanting..."
Speaking of this, Maggie couldn't help but feel frustrated. Her dual chanting was based on chantless spellcasting, which should be called chanting spells one after the other, but the interval was short and most of the spell durations overlapped.
If Yarlin were stronger than he is now, he would definitely be able to detect the magical fluctuations at the moment she casts her spell.
Having a weakness means you'll lose in a battle.
“That’s already amazing. Maggie is the most outstanding human mage I’ve ever seen.”
Roy appeared out of nowhere and landed in front of Maggie, his expression and tone very sincere.
"Don't tease me."
Maggie smiled wryly, fully aware of her own limitations. If it weren't for the two special spellcasting techniques the little ghost taught her, she would have been completely outmatched with her own abilities.
Today was incredibly dangerous. If it weren't for the sunlight and the court magicians' extensive spell suppression, the Queen's protective shield would have been nothing more than a thin sheet of paper, easily sliced open by the vampire's sharp fingernails.
She barely managed to kill her by sneaking up on her when she was caught off guard by the magic.
With perfect timing, favorable location, and harmonious relationships, otherwise, the Queen could easily defeat ten of her.
“No, Roy is right, your learning ability is more amazing than you think.”
The little ghost rarely praised her.
"But I can't understand why my magical talent is so low."
"Human talent for learning magic should be positively correlated with magical talent, but you have one top-tier and one trashy. That's really strange."
The little ghost's words made Maggie pause, for a reason only she knew, and one she would never reveal.
"Perhaps it's because I had a serious illness when I was a child, which damaged my foundation..."
Maggie made up a reason casually, but it wasn't a complete lie.
The original owner had fallen into the water when she was very young. At that time, the Duke had not yet colluded with the devil. The Duchess was gentle and kind, and the couple had a loving relationship. The original owner was actually a child who grew up in love.
However, after the original owner fell into the water, she fell seriously ill and became very weak. The Duchess even had a fight with the Duke because of this.
Then, for the sake of power and profit, the Duke began to frequently not return to the Duke's mansion, and the original owner never felt fatherly love again.
Until he obtained the Demon Key, he became increasingly violent and cruel.
Later, after the original owner was found to be a light-type and her talent level was only level 1, the Duke did not hesitate to choose her as a sacrifice, wanting the original owner to fight for the interests of the Zefneria family.
He was completely transformed from the stern yet kind father in the original owner's memories into a cold and terrifying devil.
Maggie inherited the original owner's memories, and when she recalls these events, she can still faintly feel the original owner's pain and breakdown.
She deliberately pulled her thoughts away; Maggie didn't want to wallow in these terrible emotions.
"Being sick...theoretically, shouldn't harm one's magical talent."
The little ghost had a big question mark above its head, looking confused, and didn't seem to accept Maggie's explanation.
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