Chapter 323 The Duchess Arrives at the Temple tushumi.cc

Finally, after everything was arranged, a few days passed seemingly calmly but actually turbulent, and the Zefneria family's carriage slowly drove into Santa Fe City.

From the carriage, the Duchess gazed expectantly at the towering statue of the God of Light, the place where her daughter was.

The Duke sat opposite him with a cold expression, his eyes closed as if he were not concerned about the carriage's arrival at the Temple of Light.

Maggie was already waiting at the gates of the Temple of Light. Although she was now a noble Holy Maiden of Light, she was still nominally the daughter of the Zephnea family.

When the host's parents come to visit, she must show that she values ​​it.

Although the number of people she secretly arranged exceeded the level of a normal person welcoming their parents, it was comparable to a grand assassination ceremony.

Of course, if she could, Maggie would still very much like to kill the Duke.

If it weren't for a pair of colorful glass beads staring at her from a distance...

The Duke's carriage stopped at the temple gate. Several maids stepped forward and respectfully opened the door. The Duchess was almost impatient and was the first to step out of the carriage.

The moment he saw Maggie, his expression softened, and upon closer inspection, his eyes seemed to hold a faint glimmer of tears.

Seeing her youngest daughter, who had been forcibly taken away, standing safely in front of her, as a mother, her heart finally settled down.

Maggie, watching this scene, also felt a sense of unreality, as if she were in another world.

Indeed, she probably didn't have much affection for the Duchess; she had only met her once, and any feelings she had for her lasted only a few minutes.

But perhaps it was the lingering emotions of the original owner that made her feel a little sore, as if her heart was being squeezed by a large hand, leaving her speechless.

"My daughter, my daughter."

The Duchess, who had lived a life of strict adherence to rules and never done anything out of line, was now somewhat unsteady on her feet, forgetting proper etiquette, and only wanting to get closer to Maggie as quickly as possible.

Maggie also quickened her pace and stepped forward to greet the Duchess, exchanging hands with her.

In an instant, both hearts seemed to return to the safest place, snuggling together for warmth.

"Mother, you've worked so hard."

Maggie leaned on the Duchess's shoulder and spoke softly.

Only she knew how terrifying it was to put a traditional noblewoman who knew nothing into a den of wolves like the Duke's mansion; one wrong move and she would be doomed and die without a burial place.

She had originally thought that, according to the original plot, the Duchess was implicated and died at the very end, and the Duke might still have some affection for her, so he wouldn't take any action against her in the short term.

As it turned out, she was wrong, terribly wrong.

How could a monster possibly understand human emotions? The reason the Duchess is allowed to live in the comics is probably because her anger hasn't been touched and her secrets haven't been revealed.

It's just a decorative vase, kept around as a disguise.

“It’s not hard work, but my daughter, you look much thinner.”

The Duchess carefully cupped Maggie's face in her hands, looked at her closely, and her eyes were full of heartache.

At the same time, the Duke had walked up to the two of them and was looking at Maggie with a scrutinizing gaze.

With another person beside her, the little bit of warmth that had welled up in Maggie's heart instantly dissipated. Meeting Old Deng's gaze, Maggie really wanted to give him a hard time and see how the old man would react.

Unfortunately, they're still outside, and haven't completely broken ties yet, so it's not advisable for them to do anything that would ruin their public image.

"Father, it's been a long time. How are you doing?"

Maggie left the Duchess's embrace, a perfect fake smile playing on her lips, and greeted her with a touch of sarcasm.

"Of course, seeing how outstanding my daughter is, as a father, I am proud of her every day. How could I not be healthy?"

The Duke was also smiling, but the coldness in his eyes was unmistakable.

The father and daughter greeted each other, but there was a strong sense of tension between them, which only the Duchess failed to notice.

"Father, Mother, now that we're here, shall we go inside first?"

After the pleasantries, Maggie gestured for him to proceed, glancing at the Duke with a half-smile in her eyes.

Actually, she wanted to confirm one thing: if it were a demon, would it be afraid of the holy light of the Temple of Light?

Unfortunately, unlike in the original comics, he didn't make a contract with a demon, otherwise he would never have dared to enter this temple today.

"Let's go, madam."

The Duke, who had previously treated Maggie with hostility, now showed a hint of fatherly affection. At first glance, he looked like a kind middle-aged man, which made Maggie marvel at how well this monster could disguise itself.

However, what the angel said at the time was that the monster might not even know it was a monster. It simply eroded the Duke's soul, inherited all of the Duke's soul and emotions, and lived on in the Duke's place.

Under this premise, the minions will unconsciously carry out 'Tartaros's' commands.

Therefore, Maggie couldn't actually be sure whether the original Duke truly liked the Duchess or not.

If one inherits emotions, one should have some of them, more or less.

Maggie, however, felt nothing at all.

As she thought this, the three of them, along with their entourage, entered the temple and went to Archbishop Ford, who was in charge of prayers in the cathedral. When he saw Maggie leading people in, his eyes flickered for a moment, and then he showed a kind and benevolent expression.

"It's truly enviable to see Her Highness's family visiting her."

The nuns and priests who were still praying around also turned their gazes toward Maggie. Most people who entered the temple could no longer contact their families.

Even nobles rarely had the opportunity to bring their families directly into the temple like Maggie did.

It's only because the Zefnia family has such great power that they can achieve such an enviable level.

As soon as the archbishop finished speaking, everyone couldn't help but take a second look, their eyes filled with undisguised envy.

Entering the temple may be an honor, but leaving one's family will inevitably cause some longing in everyone's heart. In comparison, Maggie seems quite special.

Maggie paused, looked at Ford for a few seconds without saying a word, and then suddenly smiled.

"Does Your Excellency the Bishop also feel envious? Then why doesn't Your Excellency the Bishop...?"

As she spoke, she suddenly seemed to realize something, belatedly covering her mouth with a hint of apology on her face.

Maggie isn't going to put up with Ford now. Does she think he won't fight back just because he's old and powerful?

He was sorely mistaken; she is a completely different person now.

As expected, Ford's face stiffened noticeably as soon as Maggie finished speaking, because given his age, even if he had family, they would have been buried for who knows how many years.

"But it's alright, I will keep in touch with His Excellency the Bishop."

Maggie nodded seriously, then turned and led the Duchess down the corridor, ignoring what Ford was about to say.