After my rebirth, Miss Saint turned evil

There, the two of them will go on adventures and slowly develop feelings for each other.

Finally, tell each other your feelings and live happily together forever.

However, Murphy's words yesterday made her somewhat panicked.

If Murphy didn't join the brave team.

If the two of them can't be together forever.

Will the relationship between the two gradually fade away?

Then who should clean up those things that appear around him?

Thinking of this, Ella's heart sank unconsciously.

If she hadn't joined the brave team, Murphy would have been just an ordinary adventurer, but she was a candidate for the Saint of the Cassia Cult.

The huge gap in their identities makes their road to being together particularly bumpy.

That's why she planned what happened today - to act in advance, make it a fait accompli, and in this way tie Murphy to her side.

"Go to sleep."

"Ah."

Murphy's voice brought Ella out of her thoughts, and she responded lightly.

They just lay on the bed with their clothes on, and it was unclear whether they were asleep or not.

At least Murphy didn't sleep. He could always feel the heat from Ella lying next to him through his clothes.

Girls' bodies are extremely hot.

While feeling the heat coming from his side, he sorted out his messy thoughts.

Finally, he let out a long sigh unconsciously.

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Murphy's cheeks were already a little hot after recalling the accident that happened last night.

He felt a little embarrassed. As a somewhat conservative man, he was actually kissed by his childhood sweetheart.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Hmm? ...Nothing."

"Oh, um..."

Ella beside him had woken up. She looked at Murphy, who was hesitant to speak, and seemed to understand what he was thinking.

She also recalled the absurd memory of last night and her face turned a little red.

Only now did she realize how proactive and bold she had been last night.

"Ahem, are we going back to church?"

"Well, I really don't want to go back. I'm going to be scolded to death, wuwu."

"Do you need me to take you back? I can put in a few good words for you."

"It's better not to go. I will be in a worse situation if you go."

"Aunt Kelly told me earlier how annoying you used to be. She'll definitely be even angrier when she sees you."

"..."

Murphy was silent. He didn't expect that he would be like this in Aunt Kelly's eyes.

"What about you? What's up later?"

"I have to go to the maze. There are some things I want to confirm."

"Oh, it's a pity I can't go with you."

"It's okay, I can go by myself."

The two of them lingered in bed for a while. Murphy wanted to get up, but Ella held her hand and pulled her back.

He turned his head in confusion and looked at Ella, who turned her head away and blushed.

"Kiss me again..."

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Ella lay on her side on the bed, watching Murphy searching for various things among the pile of junk in the corner.

She closed her eyes and savored the heat of Murphy's lips last night.

She opened her eyes again and tried to get up with her hands.

But he found that Murphy had turned her head and was staring at him intently.

"Mind your own business!"

"Huh? Oh well, I'm leaving then."

"Go quickly, go quickly."

She felt a little shy when Murphy stared at her, so she waved him away.

Murphy obeyed Ella's words, turned around and walked to the door, then opened the door that Ella had locked last night and walked out.

After closing the door, Murphy heard a sound coming from the poorly soundproofed door behind her.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!!! Ella you're such an idiot!!!"

It was a heart-wrenching scream.

Chapter 12 Preparations before the Maze

The southern city area of ​​Border Lars is the gathering place of the Adventurer's Guild, the Magician's Guild, etc.

Of course, since there are unions here, there are naturally related industries:

Weapon shop, armor shop, potion shop, scroll shop.

Murphy was standing in a potion shop, talking to a human girl dressed as a waitress.

"Please give me two tubes of low-level healing potion and one tube of medium-level healing potion."

"Okay sir, please wait a moment."

In Lars' world, only B-class divine magicians affiliated with the church can use healing magic, like Ella.

However, most people in this world cannot have a B-level divine magician as a teammate.

After all, divine magicians who can reach this level are extremely rare.

Although you can receive treatment in the church by paying a large sum of money.

However, some injuries that require healing are close to fatal, and the injured person simply cannot survive until that time.

Therefore, the magicians developed a potion of recovery.

However, although it is called a healing potion, it cannot heal wounds.

"Hello sir, this is the recovery potion you requested."

"Thank you."

The sweet voice of the shop assistant interrupted Murphy who was thinking.

He stretched out his hands and took the two medicines with different effects respectively, and the identification technique was activated.

[Low-level healing potion: protects wounds from getting worse, duration: 0-1 hour (depending on the size of the wound), target: small wounds such as minor cuts]

[Intermediate Healing Potion: Protects wounds from further deterioration, duration: 0-3 hours (depending on the size of the wound), target: medium wounds, such as smaller penetrating wounds]

The information about the potion came into Murphy's sight.

He can now read messages and communicate with others normally at the same time, without losing his concentration and being noticed as abnormal by others.

In short, this "healing" potion cannot heal wounds. Its only function is to ensure that the wound does not continue to worsen, and it is also limited by time and the size of the wound.

Rather than saying it was a healing potion, it was more like a potion to buy time, delaying until one could live to receive the healing spell.

Murphy took out three silver coins from the inner pocket of his chest armor, because the price of a low-level healing potion was 50 copper coins and the mid-level one was 2 silver coins, the conversion ratio was 1:100.

He felt a little sad that his few savings were even less.

Don’t think that 3 silver coins are too few. In this world, 10 copper coins are enough for an ordinary person to live half full for a day.

And just now, he took out his 30-day living expenses.

Just when he was feeling the pain of his extravagance, the shop assistant waved to the door.

"Lady Candice, are you here to sell potions again?"

"Ah."

Murphy heard a cold voice and turned around after stuffing the potion into his armor.

But he didn't see anyone, only a gray hat tip.

When he lowered his head, he found that there was a girl wearing a wizard's hat standing in front of him, with a few strands of messy gray hair hanging down from the brim of the hat.

Because he was looking down, he couldn't see the girl's face which was hidden by the brim of the wizard's hat.

Murphy looked up and down at the gray-haired magical girl. He estimated that she was only about 1.5 meters tall.

He saw that the girl was wearing a loose gray robe, the hem of which almost reached her knees, and her hands were hidden in the robe.

The girl had a wand slung across her back that was much longer than her height.

However, even though he was carrying it at his side, the bottom of the wand still almost dragged on the ground.

Murphy looked at the short girl in the grey robe and some memories began to emerge in his mind, but he was interrupted before he could even start reading.

"Step aside."

The girl, whom the clerk called Candice-sama, asked him to make way, still with that cold voice.

Murphy stepped aside to let the other person pass, and the girl walked past him without looking up.

"There are so many of the highest-grade potions!"

"How much can it sell for?"

"I'll have to ask the store manager."

"Ah."

Behind him came the voices of the shop assistant and the gray-robed magical girl talking.

Murphy stood like this for a while and found that the memory did not reappear.

Then he walked straight out of the store.

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“Ding!” “Ding ding!” “Ding!”

The dryness and heat coming out of the stove made Murphy in a bad mood, and the incessant knocking sound made him even more irritated.

He is now in the blacksmith shop, repairing the iron sword left by his father, which has a bent blade.

The bearded dwarf blacksmith was waving his strong and powerful arms, hitting the red-hot sword with a hammer again and again.

The raging flames in the furnace cast an abnormal red hue on the blacksmith's face.

Murphy didn't know why the sword had to be tempered and recast just to be repaired.

He didn't know why the other party took him directly to the stove even though he just showed him the sword.

But since the blacksmith is a professional, it’s better to just leave it to him.

"呲-"

The dwarf blacksmith used pliers to clamp Murphy's iron sword and put it into the special liquid, and the pleasant quenching sound came to his ears.

"Boy, take it."

Murphy took the sword from the dwarf blacksmith. The ordinary iron sword he had brought with him was nowhere to be seen.

[High-quality sword: an excellent iron sword made by dwarven craftsmen, sharp]

The new sword was covered with beautiful patterns. Murphy waved it around and found it felt very comfortable.