After my rebirth, Miss Saint turned evil

In short, the Lord of the Thousand Legs has absolutely no power to force humans under his rule.

The reason why the people of Elizard felt fear when they saw it was probably because they took the initiative to regard that thing as an object of worship.

In this case, expecting Theresa Latte to change her mind in a short period of time may be somewhat difficult, and the possibility of success is not high.

But, you have to give it a try anyway.

Then, he raised his sword, pointed in the direction of the white snake, and spoke to Theresarate, who was breathing rapidly.

"Take a good look, Tresarath. What on earth is that? It's not the Thousand-legged Lord, nor is it some noble being—it's just a disgusting monster."

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The figure of a white snake emerged in Tresarat’s hollow pupils.

At this moment, Theresa Lat's consciousness was quite hazy, and even she herself was probably not sure whether she was awake or not.

Only his whispers appeared vividly in his mind.

Is it because my spirit has become so broken, or is there something else? Honestly, I'm not sure.

But I can feel that Murphy's eyes are staring straight at this side.

So, he took a deep breath and clenched his fists.

Although my body still felt heavy, the numbness I had felt before was beginning to fade away.

Deep down in my heart, there is even a very comfortable feeling that is constantly surging.

Just like that, accepting the support of Murphy's body, I listened quietly to what he said.

——The Thousand-legged Lord is not a noble being, he is just an abominable monster.

It's just a monster.

Murphy's words had a great impact on Theresa Latte.

We have been taught since childhood that the Thousand-legged Lord is the one we should worship because he is powerful - this is a unanimous understanding from Nobo to young children.

That is why they need to offer a living sacrifice, as it is an obligation to their ruler.

No matter how many tears of humiliation you swallow, no matter how unwilling you feel, you still cannot disobey the ruler.

Raising your fist to God is not allowed. We have been told this since we were young.

But, yeah.

That's just a monster.

As I swung my wrists in the air and opened my eyes wide, the air flowing into my lungs seemed to become very fresh.

It was obvious that if he took a few more steps forward, he would be confronted directly by the white snake.

However, at this moment, the body became very light, as if... all the dirt stuck to the limbs had fallen off and it felt refreshing.

That silver-haired swordsman—is his name Filia?

She skillfully wielded the dragon horn sword while dodging the white snake's attacks.

In terms of skill, she has an overwhelming advantage.

The reason for not gaining any substantial advantage was the white snake's tough body.

The fact that she couldn't defeat the White Snake wasn't her problem; it was simply due to the difference in their racial values.

Suddenly he noticed that the pair of silver eyes glanced over here, and then nodded slightly at him.

Although I heard that the people of the Kingdom of Leiden are very unreasonable, it seems that in such a critical moment, it seems that we can still communicate well.

At the same time, the white snake also cast a sharp gaze towards Tresarath.

That was not the look of looking at an enemy, but the look of looking at prey to be slaughtered.

In fact, in the past, whenever her gaze passed through her, Tresarath would be unable to move.

That impression probably still lingered in the White Snake's mind at this moment—it gave up searching for Filia's flaws and instead headed towards Theresa Latte.

This snake understands human habits very well.

It knew that if just one of its companions fell, the rest would begin to waver.

Just like that, the white snake bared its fangs and tried to rush over and bite Tresarate's throat.

However, in the White Snake's sight, Theresa Latte's body suddenly shook.

Then, a fist hit the snake's head directly.

It all happened in the blink of an eye.

What kind of posture did the other person adopt? How did he swing his fist? White Snake's eyes could not catch a single glimpse of it.

If Filia's attack was a strong attack, then Tresarath's attack was a quick blow.

As if not allowing the white snake to make any reaction, the second attack instantly landed on the white snake's jaw.

How could there be such a stupid thing???

The snake's pupils began to spasm constantly. This woman was obviously just one of his servants.

But why did this servant suddenly disappear from his sight and then attack him?

I don’t understand, I can’t comprehend it, I can’t figure it out, why did this happen?

At the moment when the monster fell into thought.

"It's just a monster—Filia, its belly is exposed."

Then, as soon as Theresa Latte finished her words, it was all over.

Filia's extremely fast flash pierced into the white snake's abdomen in an instant.

"What? You can do that, can't you? Theresa Latte."

The surrounding trees were dyed blood red.

The sharp flapping of the demon insects' wings could be heard in the surrounding villages.

That is - the Lord who declares this forest.

Oh, no, that's the sound announcing the monster's death.

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Chapter 142 A Cat-like Guy (End of Volume 2)

The death of the Thousand-legged Lord—the "monster" as it was called—shocked the tribal city.

In order to confirm what happened in the past few days, and to investigate whether the death of the Thousand-legged Lord will have any impact on other monsters.

So, recently, you can often see that group of fighters running busily on the sand.

Maybe it was because we were too busy, by the time we got the carriages and enough food, it was already several days after the defeat of the Thousand-legged Lord.

"—I'm truly sorry for not being able to thank you, Master Murphy."

Those words were probably what she really meant - Theresa Latte Luwana's voice became smaller and smaller, and her body slowly began to curl up along with the sound.

After all, considering the relationship between the Kingdom of Leiden and Elizard, it is impossible for Elizard to publicly declare that they successfully defeated the monster that threatened the city with the help of the people of the Kingdom of Leiden.

However, I actually don’t care about this kind of thing.

After all, the ones who contributed to the monster subjugation were Tresarath and Filia, and he had nothing to do with it at all.

And Filia had no intention of helping them from the beginning.

So, no problem at all.

Rather, it would be enough to prepare carriages and food for this place - after all, this was the original purpose.

So, considering all of the above, he shook his head slightly at the girl in front of him and said, "...It's nothing to worry about."

At the same time, in order to avoid those redundant and useless social expressions, he continued to speak to her.

"I'm afraid the money spent on the carriage and food was all paid out of your own wallet, Theresa Latte?"

After hearing these words, Theresa Latte's eyes widened in an instant.

"No, I have learned a lot from both Filia and Murphy. This is definitely not a compliment, so this is the reward you deserve."

"...That's it."

Since the other party had already said so, he could only agree, so he nodded and said to her, "But no matter what, I still want to thank you."

In response to this thank you, Theresa Latte smiled shyly and nodded to Filia who was standing beside her.

Hmm... Looking at it this way, the relationship between her and Filia should have gotten a little better, right?

Although I don’t know what they think, at least from my point of view, their personalities are actually quite compatible.

"I will definitely prepare a thank you gift when we meet again, Master Murphy. You are heading to the Free City of Crossmaria now, right? Well, please come and stay here when you return to the Kingdom of Leyden."

Telsalat lowered his head as he spoke.

To be honest, I was a little surprised by this.

After all, for Elizalde's people, they will only lower their proud heads when they admit that the other party is stronger than themselves.

Hmm...so that should be a tribute to Filia, not to an ordinary person like myself in the Kingdom of Leiden, right?

After all, he really didn't accomplish anything this time, and was even rescued by the other party.

Saying this, I always feel a little...embarrassing.

But there was nothing he could do. After all, he had tried his best. Being knocked away by that guy was simply due to his lack of strength.

So now, I can only turn my back to the two of them and sigh helplessly in my heart.

Just as his thoughts began to race, Filia, who was standing next to him, suddenly shrugged and said.

"No need for thank you gift, we won't come here again."

To this, Theresa Latte replied in the same tone as when they first met: "I welcome you to come as a guest next time."

After such a simple conversation, Filia stepped directly onto the carriage. Her intention was quite obvious - she was urging her side to hurry up.

It seems that Filia really doesn't like this place...

Well, I can’t stand the desert heat anyway.

While thinking this, he followed her into the carriage.

Then, just as the carriage door was about to close.

Tresarathe raised her head and said one last word: "Lord Murphy, I hope you can return soon. Until then, I will continue to hone my skills."

Hearing this, he turned around and nodded slightly to her.

Okay, if I get close to here, I'll come and take a look. After all, I didn't plan to stay in Crossmaria for a long time, so I just need to convince Filia.

——Of course, I didn’t say it out loud, I just answered it in my heart.

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In the carriage, Filia sat opposite with an unhappy look on her face, leaning on her elbows with both hands.

After all, it's still a long way to Crossmaria, so can't we relax a little and have a pleasant trip now?

Moreover, if you had followed the original plan, you should have almost reached the Free City by now, ready to start a new life of freedom.

I'm afraid I've already returned to Lars and started preparing for my solo trip to the Garcia Empire.

Haah...If that were the case, then nothing that happened in the past two days would have happened.

Thinking about these things that would never happen again, he turned his head slightly to the side to avoid the burning gaze.

Well, actually it’s not that I didn’t notice it. After all, those silver eyes were staring at me without any concealment.

So, he stood up and said, "What's the matter? My respected knight."

As he spoke, he moved over there.

As a result, after sitting next to Filia, she suddenly turned her face away and pouted.

Nothing was good—as if to prove her current anxiety, she didn't even utter such a common complaint.

And there was nothing I could do to comfort Filia who was in this state.

Therefore, I can only shrug helplessly like now, and then turn my head to the window.