After my rebirth, Miss Saint turned evil

I don’t know how much it will cost... He looked at the good sword in his hand, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.

"how much is it?"

"How much does it cost?"

"Sword training, doesn't it cost money?"

Murphy rummaged through the inner pocket of his armor and asked the dwarf opposite him who was drinking water from a large wooden cup.

He was already prepared to bleed heavily, but the dwarf opposite him didn't want any money.

This surprised Murphy. How could a blacksmith repair a sword for free?

"Hey, don't you know me?"

"..."

The bearded dwarf in front of him had a strange look on his face. In response to his question, Murphy shook his head silently.

"You actually forgot about me?"

"That's right. After all, it's been eight years. It's normal that we don't know each other."

"I'm friends with your father, and I've held you in my arms before."

"Your father is usually so stingy that he won't even buy you a drink."

"But in that later battle, he... Hey, forget it, why bother talking about this."

The dwarf was silent for a moment, then continued.

"Your father's skills are not good, so I reforged this sword for you."

"Take it. I won't charge you any money this time."

Murphy had never seen this person in her memory of the past or her previous life.

Maybe he was still young at that time and couldn't remember things that didn't leave a deep impression on him.

And in his first life, he had never met this dwarf blacksmith.

Murphy didn't expect that she could receive care from her stepfather here.

"Come to me again if you have any problems in the future, but there will be no free service then."

"I can give you a discount."

"Thank you."

"Alright, brat, get out of here."

"I have to work."

"Don't stand here and interfere with my business."

Murphy nodded to the dwarf and thanked him.

The dwarf didn't look back, just waved at him and continued drinking the water in his wooden cup.

Murphy said nothing more and turned to leave the blacksmith shop.

After Murphy left for a while, the dwarf blacksmith, Gralin, put down the cup of water.

A ray of light caught his attention. He looked down at the threshold of his shop, where several silver coins were placed.

He walked over, bent down, picked up the silver coins, stared at his palm and counted them. There were five in total.

"You little brat, you're just as secretive as your shrewd father."

Gralin cursed inwardly, then he remembered.

The guy who always leaves early without paying when he drinks with him.

In the defense of Lars, he blocked an arrow that was shot from behind.

After a long time, the dwarf sighed and put the silver coins into the front pocket of his apron with his thick fingers.

Then he turned around and went back to his shop.

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The noisy sounds of cursing and laughing came from the tavern next door.

Murphy stood at the door of the Adventurer's Guild and stepped in.

In an instant, the irritating sound disappeared. It must be something like a wind magic circle that blocked the sound.

Murphy didn't go to the front desk, but walked to the corner where the commission column was.

Although E-rank adventurers are not eligible to accept commissions, they can still use some commissions to collect monster materials as a reference.

Generally speaking, if there is a commission for a certain monster material in the commission column, the price of this material will increase in the next few days.

In the past, Murphy would never come here. After all, it would be useless even if he knew what kind of materials the Adventurer's Guild needed.

The monsters that can be listed in the commission column are not something that he, an E-level adventurer and a D-level swordsman, can deal with.

But now it’s different, Murphy is now capable.

Of course, the main purpose of this trip to the maze is not to get materials.

He came to the Adventurer's Guild just to see if there was any extra money he could make.

After all, his wallet was empty that day.

But unfortunately, it didn’t.

He turned and left the Adventurer's Guild, looking back before leaving.

I didn't see the old man with one blind eye and a wrinkled face.

Murphy then walked out of the union's door and heard the still noisy sound in his ears.

From now on, he will temporarily say goodbye to those beautiful daily routines.

Chapter 13 Lars's Labyrinth

The Lars Labyrinth is located outside the northern city of Lars, and is surrounded by a circle of tall walls.

After verifying his identity as an adventurer at the entrance, Murphy followed the crowd into the city.

When passing by the door, he found that the thickness of the door was almost half a meter, and it should be made of fine steel.

There are three layers of such city walls and gates.

These three layers of walls are used to block monsters. There are many shops between the innermost and second circles of walls.

Most of these shops are run by powerful organizations in the city, such as some potion shops, blacksmith shops or adventurer's guilds.

They would bring goods from Lars City here to sell, or directly purchase monster materials here.

Of course, prices will definitely fluctuate, and the fluctuations will probably account for 10% to 20% of the total price of the item.

Although the price is not very suitable, there are still many adventurers coming to consume.

After all, anyone could run out of potions or have their weapons damaged.

As for some larger monster materials, instead of taking the trouble to bring them back to the city, it is better to sell them here directly and just pay for the transportation costs.

Finally, he walked into the third layer of the city wall and saw a pitch-black hole in the ground.

Murphy walked straight over and stood beside the cave entrance looking down. Gusts of wind blew upwards from the bottom of the cave, emitting a cold and damp smell.

The entrance to the cave is not small. Overall, it looks like a circle with a diameter of about ten meters, but the edge of this circle is not very regular.

He saw a staircase that went down in circles around the wall of the cave.

The material of the stairs is the same as the city wall, and this is the entrance to the maze.

Murphy walked down the stairs, and the diameter of the hole became smaller the further down she went.

He walked to the end of the stairs, and after passing through an exit only two meters wide, the space below suddenly opened up.

We have reached the first level of the maze.

He stood on the last step of the stairs and suddenly remembered the shape of the hourglass.

The entrance to this maze looks like the top half of an hourglass.

But the lower half is replaced by layer upon layer of empty ground, corresponding to each layer of the maze.

He took a step forward, and the moment he entered the first floor, a voice came to his ears.

"You came."

"Go down, go down."

"I'm down there."

"Go down."

The voice echoed in my ears, with a hint of sweetness and temptation in it, but it did not make people feel disgusted.

He remembered that he had heard this voice before.

He had indeed heard it on the night the identification technique was activated.

No, not just that night.

He had heard this sound back when he was on Earth.

Murphy remembered the words she heard that night that she had forgotten.

"Get involved, and that someone wants to kill me..."

'I don't know what it means yet, but I have to be careful.'

"That random finger guard should be the appraisal spell."

"As for the last sentence..."

"I see. Is this the reason for the discomfort I've been feeling lately?"

Murphy didn't know why she didn't remember this voice. It was obvious that anyone who heard this special voice would never forget it.

But he knew that he was indeed guided here by this voice.

After he came into this world, he could always hear the voice in his heart telling him to go to the maze.

But as soon as he turns around, he will forget about it.

However, after doing it many times, he could always feel a sense of incongruity.

His heart was always longing to go to that maze, immediately, right away.

Murphy didn't know whether this was good or bad, but he finally chose to follow his heart.

Because he has regained some memories of his past life, he has gained the confidence that he can leave safely even if he enters the depths of the maze alone.

And this time, he did not forget the voice he had heard.

Only then did he begin to observe the environment on the first floor.

Although they were underground, the sight of green trees and bushes made Murphy think she was in a forest.

He looked up and saw that the ceiling was still there, but it was covered with glowing moss, which was the source of light for the first level of the maze.

He didn't look again, and walked deeper along the route he remembered, where there was an entrance to the second floor.

At this moment, a threatening growl came to his ears.

He turned his head and saw a black magic wolf gnawing on a corpse in the bushes nearby.

This demon wolf is larger than ordinary wolves. There is a bright red stripe on each side of its black fur, and its ferocious red eyes are filled with madness.

It stared at Murphy with bloodthirsty eyes, tore off a piece of meat with its sharp teeth, and swallowed it into its stomach.

It was obvious that Murphy had disturbed the eating wolf and successfully angered it.

The demon wolf opened its mouth, revealing a piece of flesh and blood on its thick fangs.

It looked at the human standing motionless in front of it, who seemed to have been frightened by its aura.

The demon wolf was very satisfied. This kind of weak prey was the easiest to kill.

It bent its limbs and prepared to attack, its body completely tensed, ready to strike.

In just a moment, he could cut the neck of the person in front of him—