After my rebirth, Miss Saint turned evil

She stopped looking at Murphy and picked up the long pipe again and began to smoke it comfortably.

Hearing the voice, Murphy turned his gaze back to Helena. He simply organized his words and said, "Ms. Helena, I want to talk to you about the recent incident in the capital."

"Hmm." Helena continued to smoke her cigarette. She didn't say anything, but just hummed softly to signal Murphy to continue.

Of course she knew what Murphy was referring to.

After all, the royal capital is on the other side of the high wall. As the boss of the slums, she has her own intelligence network even inside the wall, not to mention that Patrick once sent people to look for her.

Murphy continued, "I hope you can make the capital chaotic by then. The more chaotic, the better."

"That's not easy." Although Helena said this, her tone was a little nonchalant, as if this was not a difficult task for her.

Or maybe she didn't take Murphy's words to heart at all.

"I can give you some compensation. It's a win-win situation, isn't it?"

"...You?" Helena glanced at Murphy.

Murphy saw the distrust in the other person's eyes, nodded, and said confidently: "Yes, me."

Helena laughed softly, then looked away again, looking unconcerned.

Although it was just a simple action of looking away, it looked very charming when she did it.

Murphy was not in a hurry. He stood patiently in front of the big sofa and watched the other person smoke quietly.

Although Helena didn't look over here, she even showed a look of disdain.

But Murphy knew that Helena's inner thoughts were definitely not what she showed, otherwise she would have asked Carnegie to drive her away, or... kill her.

He was now extremely glad for his decision to hide his strength. Coupled with the indifferent look he had deliberately displayed before, he should be full of mystery in Helena's eyes now.

So, although she wanted to ignore what she said and get rid of herself, she couldn't do that.

The cautious Helena would not do such a risky thing before she fully understood her own background.

Of course, these are all Murphy's guesses.

The same goes for his analysis of why Helena agreed to his request to meet him. It was just his guess.

The inner thoughts of a big shot like Helena are not easy to guess, so Murphy doesn't know whether she really thinks so.

But at least, after a period of waiting, Helena did speak again.

She exhaled lightly, showing a lack of interest, and said, "...Then what can you give me? A life that is worth nothing?"

The meaning of Helena's words is very clear. If Murphy can't give her a satisfactory answer, she will think that Murphy is playing with her.

To do this, she will make Murphy pay the price, such as asking the old butler to take away his "worthless life".

But in the face of these obviously threatening words, Murphy laughed.

Because he knew that the most difficult first step - that is, to get Helena interested - had been completed.

After all, if the other party doesn't want to trade with you from the beginning, then nothing you say will help.

However, this step has been completed. The next step is to propose the conditions that you can give to the other party, and then let the other party cooperate with you.

Thinking of this, Murphy bowed slightly to the beautiful figure on the big sofa and said, "No, respected Miss Helena, what I can give you is not that worthless life."

Murphy slowly stood up and looked directly at Helena's eyes which had quietly moved towards him while he bowed.

He chuckled softly and said confidently, "What I can give you is the opportunity to turn your ambition into reality."

Putting aside the question of whether he can do it or not, Murphy is not the kind of person who would say such absolute words, but in front of the negotiating party, he has to act like nothing can stop him.

Look, after hearing his words, Helena's fox eyes seemed to widen slightly, but soon shrank back again.

As expected of the lady of the slums, she adjusted her mood in just a few breaths.

As if to adjust her sitting posture, Helena stood up from her side lying on the big sofa. Although it was still not so straight, it was much better than before.

Of course, this also better shows off her beautiful figure.

"If you are joking, then I can guarantee that you will not be able to leave this room." Helena's tone was no different from before, with laziness and nonchalance, and the charm emanating from her bones.

But it was obvious that there was still more distrust in her heart.

Carnegie, who was standing next to her, had stretched his hands, which had been hanging by his sides, behind his back. His body was tense and he looked like a cheetah ready to pounce.

Murphy glanced over there and guessed the meaning of this action:

There was probably something like a dagger or a short sword over there. As long as Helena gave the order, he would immediately rush over here and cut off his head with that weapon.

As for Murphy himself, the sword he brought with him was taken away by the handsome shirtless butler before he entered the room.

So he did not doubt the possibility of Helena's declaration coming true, and he was unable to resist.

After all, fighting with bare hands against swords is only a theoretical thing, not to mention the group of private soldiers who are lying in ambush outside this house.

But it was okay, there was no need for him to resist.

"Win-win is not just talk." Murphy smiled as he faced Carnegie's sharp gaze without any panic.

"I want to ask you a simple question, of course, only relative."

"If you really weren't kidding me, this wouldn't be a difficult question."

Helena said this while lying on her side on the big sofa.

(Still owe eight more)

Chapter 110 Two Answers: Full and 0

"I want to ask you a simple question, of course, only relative."

"If you really weren't kidding me, this wouldn't be a difficult question."

Helena's words came from the big sofa, and Carnegie, who was standing next to her, seemed to tense up a little.

He is a rare master, but if he has weapons, there should be no problem... Murphy looked at Carnegie and commented in his heart.

Of course, it didn't look like he was distracted, and he even nodded in response to what Helena had just said.

Although Helena didn't look over here, making his nod meaningless, it was as if she had eyes on her side, and she did wait until he nodded before continuing to ask questions.

Helena slowly exhaled a puff of smoke and asked, "May I ask what my ambition is? Please give it a try."

Sure enough, this was the problem. After hearing what Helena said, Murphy breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew the answer to this question, the correct answer.

It wasn't the result of some extremely detailed investigation, nor was it the result of some well-thought-out speculation.

In fact, he had heard of this woman's name in his previous life, but she was completely different then.

"There's nothing to say about taking complete control of the slums of this royal capital and becoming the real master here." Murphy said while looking at Helena's face.

Well, as he expected, just as he said this, a look of disappointment appeared on Helena's face.

If a person is full of expectations, then when he gets an answer that does not satisfy him, the disappointment he expresses cannot be concealed.

Even Helena Alvis, the slum hostess, is no exception to this.

But that's right. After all, what he just said was just something superficial and known to everyone, not Helena's true ambition hidden deep in her heart, so it's normal to feel disappointed.

Although he really wanted to continue looking at this expression, Murphy knew that he could not keep it in suspense any longer. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Carnegie's hand seemed to be raised a little.

If he doesn't give the correct answer, his head will fall off in the next second.

Murphy had no doubt about this. After all, this Carnegie was not an ordinary old butler, but a tough guy who could always serve the only daughter of a superpower.

At least without weapons or if the difference in weapons was huge, he was no match for Carnegie.

And Helena's expression would definitely become more interesting in a while, so Murphy no longer lingered on that disappointed expression, but immediately continued with the half-sentence he had just said.

"Although this ambition is acceptable, in my opinion, the slums are still too small for Miss Helena, and they are too shabby and completely unworthy of your beauty."

While speaking, Murphy's eyes were always fixed on Helena's face, always paying attention to her emotional changes.

He believed that he would soon see the surprised expression of having his heart seen through appear on Helena's face.

"If I have to choose one... I think Crossmaria at the junction seems pretty good."

"So... what do you think of the ambition of becoming the master of that free city, Miss Helena?"

The moment Murphy finished speaking, Helena's fox eyes widened, and her lips painted with bright lipstick opened slightly.

It was an expression of uncontrollable surprise. Murphy saw the funny reaction he wanted to see, and he laughed softly.

Facing the other person's gaze that turned because of the laughter, Murphy grinned and said, "I don't know if my answer is correct, Miss Helena."

Murphy's smile and voice seemed to remind Helena, making her aware of her current gaffe.

After her body trembled slightly, everything returned to normal, including that annoying, confident expression that was unique to those in power.

Helena didn't look away this time. She looked at Murphy with a smile and said lazily, "That's a good ambition. Hmm, it's really good."

Although her reaction at this moment seemed normal, as if she was very interested in what Murphy said.

In order to show that she was very satisfied with the answer, Helena made a gesture to Carnegie who was standing beside her, asking him to put down his previous preparation posture.

However, Murphy, who had seen her expression just now, knew that even if she behaved normally now, she was definitely not at peace in her heart. This was just a disguise unique to those in power.

But Helena is Helena. Even without adjusting her emotions, she can easily find the "enemy's" flaws.

For example, now, she looked at the confident smile on Murphy's face and suddenly asked without warning: "Although Crossmaria is indeed good, you also know how exaggerated what you said is? How are you going to help me achieve it?"

"I can't do it." Murphy shook his head slowly, without hesitation, very decisively.

Although he had said before: In front of the negotiating party, you have to act like nothing can stop you.

But that depends on the situation. For example, now he can only shake his head. Nodding here is the job of the fraudster, not him.

And if he really nodded, Helena would definitely ask him how he was going to help, and he would definitely not be able to answer.

"Hmm?" A dangerous light flashed in Helena's eyes again.

Murphy met Helena's gaze, shook her head firmly again, and said, "I really can't do it."

"So...the conditions you just mentioned, are you just teasing me?" Helena narrowed her eyes slightly, and even Carnegie, who was standing next to him and had just put down his hands, put his hands behind his waist again.

If the previous answer was full marks, then the score for this answer is: 0

But Murphy was not worried, because this time things were developing according to his ideas and he had thought of almost everything.

Including the current situation, he had anticipated it before.

Facing Helena's questioning, Murphy slowly shook her head: "No, what I just said was to give you a chance to turn your ambition into reality."

The moment these words came out of his mouth, it was as if the mute button had been pressed, and everyone in the room suddenly fell silent.

They had different expressions and seemed to be thinking about something.

(This is the third update today, and the first update on the 5th.)

Chapter 111 Cooperation

"What a cunning man, unlike his appearance." After a long silence and eye contact, Helena sighed and said this resignedly.

Murphy shrugged noncommittally. Be it cunning or stupid, as long as he could achieve his goal, he didn't really care what others thought of him.

Look, didn't Carnegie put his hand down again? This shows that the situation is quite clear now.

"Although I cannot realize your real ambition, at least I can help you take over the entire slum first. It is not impossible." Seeing that the time was right, Murphy put forward the conditions that he had prepared from the beginning to Helena.

Of course, this is not enough.

"Are you saying this in your own name, or..."

Murphy stared at Helena's delicate face and replied with a smile, "As the only disciple and heir of Gerard Kaliba."

Of course, he knew what Helena meant. It was most appropriate to reveal his identity at this time, even though Old Jed actually had another disciple, Sharon, and he was not planning to inherit Old Jed's mantle.

But it didn't matter because what he said was indeed the truth.

Helena also raised the corners of her mouth, and her bright smile carried a hint of charm.

However, she did not give a reply, but instead asked Murphy a question: "Why do you want to disrupt the situation in the capital? Even though it is already a mess."

Murphy pondered for a moment, then said apologetically, "...I'm sorry, I can't answer that."

In fact, when Murphy heard this question, she knew that Helena was willing to cooperate.

But he really couldn't answer this question.

How could he possibly say such words just to take advantage of the chaos and steal the Earl's daughter?