After my rebirth, Miss Saint turned evil

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He kicked open the door of the carriage, and the moment he jumped out, the swarm of insects bared their sharp teeth and stared at him closely.

All flying insects will fight to the death to obtain food, and their nature is not much different from that of wild dogs fighting for leftovers.

He used his arms to protect his neck, head and other vital parts as much as possible, and fell heavily into the swarm of insects.

However, the sound of the carriage driving away was very clear.

The whole body was subjected to impact, giving people the feeling of walking in a rainstorm without an umbrella, and there was a feeling of being bitten by some creature everywhere from the limbs to the torso.

This is the habit of these demonic insects. They will pounce on their prey in large numbers and then eat their flesh and blood.

It's no big deal if they attack one by one, but it's really unbearable if thousands of them rush at you at once.

And the ferocity of these things is just as we saw before. They don't even care about their own life or death.

Because of their ferocious nature, sometimes even large beasts are eaten by them.

Since it's a bug, it should look a bit like a bug. Isn't it great that it can survive as long as it is blessed by the trees?

Why would all creatures with demonic nature become like this? Are the things produced by the maze so terrifying?

With all sorts of messed up thoughts in his mind, he took advantage of the remaining force from falling from the carriage and rolled into the forest.

Even though I tried to curl up as much as possible, I still couldn't seem to land properly.

I could feel a slight crunching sound near my waist, and perhaps because I was scratched by branches and leaves, there were cuts from my cheeks to my toes.

He bent over like this and slid his hand onto the long sword at his waist. He had already wrapped a rough cloth around his hand to prevent it from getting unsteady due to the lubrication of the oil.

Even if there are certain countermeasures, there may still be unexpected events.

If those bugs still insist on chasing us, we must be prepared to pay a price to escape.

After all, that was an opponent that he really couldn't defeat.

Lying on the ground, he opened his eyes wide, pricked up his ears, and began to search for the distinctive, unpleasant flapping sound.

One second, two seconds, three seconds, keeping that posture.

Then, a little sound was heard coming from a distance.

However, that was not the sound of insect wings flapping.

Gently spit out the saliva stuck in your mouth and then take a deep breath.

I could clearly feel that the previously tense strength was slipping away from my body.

Saved, it seems he escaped.

Of course, this is not just a coincidence or luck. After all, the god of luck does not seem to be friendly at all.

Therefore, I still don’t have the courage to take action based solely on prayer.

After confirming that he could no longer hear the sound of insect wings, he gently twitched his body.

There is a sticky feeling in the nose that is unique to oil.

Of course, compared with the oil made from wild animals and fish, this high-end product is already very good.

Alas, such a valuable thing...it is really a pity to do such a thing.

That demon insect was released from the maze by the dragon clan during a past war. However, because it could not be controlled, it escaped from the battlefield and hid in the forest, eventually slowly multiplying outside and forming a new population.

In fact, most of the monsters outside the maze appear like this.

Back to the demon insects, in the past, they were called army-eating insects and were tabooed by people.

After all, once you really encounter them, it can almost be considered a direct ticket to hell. That's how they exist.

So in order to protect yourself, oil is a must.

Although I don't know why, they really hate things with oily surfaces.

These bugs could only cause massive casualties in an era when people didn't know how to deal with them with oil.

It could be because their jaws are too oily to tear through their prey's bodies easily, or it could be because they're simply disgusted by the taste.

To be honest, I'm not interested in the principles at all. It's enough for me to just know how to deal with it.

And now it doesn’t matter what this bug does. Now that I have the means to deal with it, I probably won’t be affected by it anymore.

However, the enemies we need to deal with now are not just those insects.

In response to this, he slowly stood up with a feeling as if he had gone through 81 kinds of hardships.

Gradually, as the adrenaline secreted in the body slowly disappeared, a kind of abrasion pain began to spread even to the fingertips.

But honestly speaking, it's much better than stopping breathing or something like that. The pain all over the body caused by the attacks of the magic insects will disappear sooner or later.

So, what we should do now is to run away as soon as possible.

Try your best to avoid encountering other magical beasts and find a way to leave here and return to the Kingdom of Leiden without being captured by Filia's silver eyes.

Then, start again from there and begin your own journey.

Having said that, we can't leave right away.

The first thing to do is to go to the marginal tribes of Elizalde. After all, if we don’t make full preparations first, we won’t be able to act properly next.

Anyway, the place where one would jump off the carriage had already been planned to some extent.

After all, since we have long known about the existence of demon insects and marginal tribes, it is natural to do so.

Just walk south from here, and when you can see the sand under your feet, you can also see the city.

Thinking of this, I confirmed the position of the sun.

Well, just right.

———Buzz, buzz.

The terrifying sound of flapping wings brushed my earlobes gently.

In response to this, the corners of his eyes raised involuntarily, and a light layer of sweat appeared on the hand holding the knife.

It would be fine if it was just a psychological effect.

However, there is no point in deceiving yourself—the flapping sound that just brushed past your ears was undoubtedly made by the demon insect.

strangeness.

They shouldn't have the habit of chasing prey that has disappeared from sight once, and they should only chase the same prey continuously.

Hiss! What... is going on? Why do I suddenly have this nasty feeling?

While hiding the doubts in his heart, he took action immediately.

Holding the long sword, he squinted his eyes and looked in the direction where the sound came from - his previous premonition... turned out to be correct.

In front of you, you can see silver hair shining and swaying in the sunlight.

Filia continued to move forward and opened her mouth towards this side. Her beautiful silver eyes reflected the sunlight.

"——Murphy, you are doing something stupid!"

It must be that he used those silver eyes to capture this place at a certain moment, right?

However, that excited look—the way he roared towards us and used the tip of his sword to repel the demonic insects—was truly terrifying.

Besides, the person who should say this should be here... What on earth are you thinking about?

In this era, there is no way you would know how to deal with that kind of demonic insect.

So, why would you jump off the wagon?

"You're no better if you call me a fool. Break this thing."

As he said this, he threw the bottle with a little oil left in it towards Filia.

Oh, what a pity.

If I sell that thing, I'll probably get a lot of money.

Filia must not know what I just said.

But if she just broke the bottle, it would definitely be easier than breathing.

As expected, with a flash of silver light, the bottle split into two.

Looking at the breathtakingly beautiful silver line, I couldn't help but feel dazed.

At the same time, the oil gradually spread as it came into contact with the air, and in this way, Filia's silver hair and limbs were all coated with oil.

Maybe it was an illusion, but I always felt that for a moment, those silver eyes looked at this side with overwhelming power.

No, no, no, wait, wait!

No matter how you think about it, you know there's a reason for this, right?

So please don't look at this place with such a scary look.

My lungs felt cold and sweat started to seep out, staining the wounds.

After a while, perhaps because it smelled the oil, the magic insect made a strange flapping sound of its wings, flew around Filia for a while as if reluctantly, and then left.

At this point, Filia finally understood, nodded slightly, and said, "So that's how it is, Murphy. You seem to know a lot about Warcraft?"

As she approached, Filia asked in surprise, "Where did you get that kind of knowledge?"

The steps were very brutal, as if they were threatening this side.

This guy, this place really hasn't changed at all.

But now is not the time to think about such things... Now, how should I answer?

Worried about this, he couldn't help but grit his teeth and said it with a stiff upper lip.

"I'm an adventurer. Compared to you swordsmen who fight against humans, I have a much better relationship with monsters."

"Actually, the monsters are pretty good guys. They'll get along well if you give them meat."

Filia shook her silver hair and said, "You must be joking."

It seemed that even though she knew that I was lying, she didn't intend to force the issue... maybe it was because she didn't mind this kind of joke?

Ah, no, I remember when I said something similar in the past, she kicked me hard in the stomach...Okay, I'll revise it a little bit, it's just because she seems to be in a good mood now.

But I have no idea why this guy jumped off the carriage.

Although she enjoys swinging a sword, she's not the type to take unnecessary risks.

However, even though I really want to know the answer, unfortunately, now is not the time to ask that kind of question.

Filia was about to open her little lips when she was forcibly interrupted.

"Let's talk later. Now run! The Insect King is about to come out."

Having said this, he held Filia's hand.

That hand gave this side a feeling of tension for just a moment.

But... he doesn't seem to be particularly resistant.

It's like...he listened to me? No way? This was something I couldn't imagine before.

But it's a good thing anyway.

I still feel a little bit uneasy, but is that because of the sense of disharmony? Maybe?

"Does that thing even have parents? It looks pretty disgusting."