After my rebirth, Miss Saint turned evil

　Filia lowered her head to escape reality, but it was useless. After all, Candice was still waiting for an answer.

And she didn't know if it was an illusion, but Filia always felt that there seemed to be something... very strange in her tone.

Filia couldn't explain it, but it was really strange.

But these are not the key points now. The key point is how to get away with it.

"Because Murphy is also a swordsman, so it's okay for him to go."

After racking her brains, Filia could only come up with such a lame excuse.

Although this is a lie that can be easily exposed, it seems to have unexpectedly had some effect.

Because of the strange atmosphere surrounding Candice, Filia suddenly paused after she said this.

Although it sounds a bit outrageous, it seems reasonable when applied to the Reinhardt family.

Murphy stopped paying attention to the farce here because Old Jed spoke up.

"You should go back and get ready first. They'll probably need to talk for a while."

Murphy turned his eyes away from the two people who were having a "friendly exchange". After pondering for a moment, he nodded: "Well... OK, when do we leave?"

"Someone will pick you up when the time comes." Old Jed paused for a moment, then continued, "And as for the matter you're most concerned about, it's been so many years, and I can't explain it all by myself."

Seeing Murphy's slightly frowned brow, he gently raised his hand to signal Murphy to relax, and then showed a somewhat smug smile.

"But you don't have to worry about that, because there are rats in the earldom too. Someone will come to find you when the time comes."

"......it is good."

Looking at Old Jed's confident smile, Murphy finally nodded. He believed that Old Jed would not lie to him.

Thinking of this, he turned his head to the side and looked at Candice, who had returned to normal.

Candice and Filia were standing next to Murphy and Old Jed, and Murphy and Old Jed didn't avoid them when talking just now, so they naturally heard it.

"...See you next time, Mr. Murphy."

Candice didn't say anything to keep Murphy, nor did she say she wanted to leave with Murphy. She just said goodbye to Murphy calmly.

This is the sixth winning strategy that Filia taught her, called - playing hard to get.

Although she is currently arguing with Filia, the methods she taught her before are innocent and it would be a waste to use them.

Looking at the extremely calm expression on Candice's face, Murphy also smiled faintly, then nodded at her: "Well, see you next time, Miss Candice."

"Fortunately, I learned my lesson this time, otherwise there would be another misunderstanding."

Murphy breathed a sigh of relief.

After the previous experience, he never said such naive words as Candice might have feelings for him again.

And even when he saw Candice's strange expression after she played a prank, which could easily be misunderstood, he didn't have that thought casually.

Now look at Candice's calm appearance...

Sure enough, the three major misconceptions in life are true.

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"Master Murphy!"

"Are you... Bray?"

Murphy opened the door and saw the man knocking on her door.

After looking at the man's face and thinking carefully, Murphy remembered that he was the man who sat next to her in the tavern before.

He looked up at the sun and roughly judged the time. It was probably around one in the afternoon.

He had returned home from Old Jed's alley after his fight with Filia in the morning.

After returning home, his husband, who had nothing to do, made himself lunch, did some simple exercise, and even took a short nap.

After all, Old Jed told him to go back and prepare, but he didn't actually have anything that needed to be specially arranged.

A sword, a nightgown, and some necessary money were enough, after all, he was not going on a trip.

Murphy had reason to suspect that Old Jed called her back just to give Candice and Filia some time to say goodbye to each other.

But he couldn't understand why Filia refused Candice's company.

But it doesn't matter, it has nothing to do with him and it's not something he should worry about.

"time to go?"

"Yes! Master Murphy."

Bray moved his body out of the way of the door and pointed to the carriage parked behind him.

Murphy took a quick look and saw that it was a four-wheeled truck pulled by two horses with an arched carriage, the type of carriage most commonly used by merchants.

He followed Bray to the carriage, closing the door behind him.

"Master Murphy, please go up by yourself. I will drive."

Murphy nodded at Bray.

Then he drew aside the curtain, and...

Then he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

Because there was a not very light-transmitting curtain covering the outside, the carriage cabin now seemed a little dim.

And in this seemingly even gloomy environment, there was a person sitting.

She stretched out her limbs and leaned against the outer cover of the carriage, with her eyes closed and a look of despair on her face.

Even her silver hair, which had always been dazzling, now looked a little dull.

The person who is "lying like Ge You" is actually Filia, but at this moment she is exuding a hint of "death".

......

Murphy closed his eyes and opened them again, and at that moment he made a decision: to ignore this scene for the time being and not talk to Filia.

He climbed directly into the elevator and sat down in a corner far away from Filia without saying a word.

However, the space in the elevator was very narrow, and even though he tried his best to be careful, he still inevitably bumped into Filia.

To be honest, the size of this elevator is quite good, but it is filled with a lot of debris, and Filia is slumped in the middle, taking up a lot of space, so it seems a bit cramped.

"..."

"..."

Murphy watched as Filia slowly opened her eyes and turned her head to look at him.

Being stared at by those lifeless eyes, coupled with the somewhat dark environment in the car, Murphy even felt a little creepy.

As if she had forgotten about Murphy, Filia stared at him for a long time before slowly opening her mouth and greeting him in a calm tone: "...Ah, Murphy, you're here."

Without waiting for Murphy's response, she turned her head back, closed her eyes again and said no more.

But her limbs were retracted, and now Filia was sitting in the sedan with her knees hugged.

Her head was buried deeply between her knees.

"..."

Murphy looked at Filia who was depressed again and opened his mouth, not knowing what he wanted to say.

Maybe he wanted to say hello, or maybe it was something else.

But in the end, he said nothing.

Just like that, in the silent carriage, the carriage slowly started moving.

Chapter 63 I'm such a bitch

　The sun had already set behind the horizon, and a few stars dotted the dark sky, which still had a hint of light.

It is common sense that you cannot travel outside the city at night.

So when Bray saw the sun setting, he stopped the carriage and started to set up camp.

Along the way, Filia was in a half-dead state.

Just then, Bray stopped the carriage. Murphy, who had long been unable to bear the strange atmosphere, said "I'll go and help" and quickly fled from the carriage.

But he wasn't just talking, he actually went and set up camp.

"Let me do it."

"Master Murphy! Just let me do this kind of thing. Why would I bother you——"

Bray looked very anxious when he saw that the hammer in his hand was snatched away by Murphy.

Murphy waved her hand impatiently to interrupt him: "Alright, alright, stop talking so much. Go pick up some firewood or something and light the fire first."

"If we do it two by two, I think we can go much faster."

Although Murphy shouldn't say too much, he always felt that there was something wrong with the way Holt disciplined his subordinates.

In order to satisfy his desire to be a noble, Holt always asked his subordinates to act in a noble manner, such as performing noble etiquette or calling Murphy and others by noble titles.

Actually, this is nothing. After all, everyone is selfish, and it’s okay if he wants to satisfy his own desires.

But Murphy always felt that this method would make his subordinates lose their spirituality and even develop some... servility.

Take Bray in front of him as an example. He always behaves like a servant in front of Murphy and treats him as a real noble master.

And there are not just one or two people like Bray, almost all of Holt's men are like this.

Murphy didn't like this, but he couldn't say anything, after all, they were not his subordinates.

Bray wanted to say something, but Murphy had already started hammering the nails.

There was no choice but to obey Murphy and go to the nearby woods to find some firewood.

After all, what Murphy said does make sense. It would be faster if two people divided the work and cooperated.

only......

"Master Murphy, I'll stay in the tent tonight."

Before leaving, Bray said the above words to Murphy.

Murphy felt a little strange because this tent was originally for Bray to live in, but in the end he didn't say anything, just nodded at Bray.

As for Bray, he said this not because he wanted to sleep in the tent, but... he really didn't want to sleep.

Because he thought Murphy didn't know how to set up a tent.

Even if he really made it by then, it would definitely be a terrible tent that was not even habitable.

But Bray thought that as a considerate subordinate:

You should shoulder the burdens that the young master should not bear;

You should take the initiative to protect the young master's self-esteem.

So no matter how rotten the tent was, he had to grit his teeth and stay there for one night, and he had to make sure he was comfortable.

It’s not that he doesn’t trust Murphy, on the contrary, he actually trusts Murphy very much.

Because there are very few bosses like Murphy who are so amiable and down-to-earth.

To Bray and the others, Murphy is simply a replica of old Jed. He is always easy to get along with and is completely different from Holt and the other bosses.

And although Murphy is a replica of old Jed, the young and energetic Murphy is obviously easier to get along with than old Jed, the boss of the entire organization. After all, he does not have the aura of a superior like old Jed.

So Bray does trust Murphy, but…

No matter how much trust there is, everyone has things they are good at or not good at.

In Bray's eyes, odd jobs like these were definitely something Murphy wasn't good at.

After all, he is the young master of the organization and has definitely never done these chores or heavy work.

And it's not just Bray who thinks so, most of Holt's rats actually think so.

It’s not their fault. After all, although Murphy often drinks and chats with them, he rarely shows himself.

But Bray and the others' idea that "because Master Murphy is a young master, he definitely won't do chores" is still a bit too outrageous.

Well, Holt has to take the blame for this.