After my rebirth, Miss Saint turned evil

—If that's something that can be of use to us.

Although the supplement was not finished, it probably had this subtext.

Sure enough, during the negotiations with the Saint, the fact that this guy's name was revealed in order to bargain was exposed.

The most frightening thing in negotiations is falling behind in intelligence.

...Ah, in that case, there's nothing we can do.

Although I didn't want people around me to hear the sound, I still said those words in the end.

"You, you want to conquer Maria, the woman who has never given herself to anyone. Perhaps that's all you know."

As soon as he finished speaking, the moment he finished speaking, Lalge An's aura changed.

The corner of his eye twitched suddenly, because that smile, for some reason, gave off a somewhat weird aura.

She, Lalge An nodded gently, carefully choosing her words, and said.

"I see, you are indeed a hero, Mr. Murphy."

"So, there are two choices: use this as an opportunity to climb up, or..."

——Become someone’s fertilizer.

In the dim slums, Lalge Anna's bright tone gradually melted into the surroundings.

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"How far have you come in your conversation with the Saint, Hero-sama?"

In any case, Raguel An liked the name very much.

When she protested, she even tilted her head slightly, stared at this side in disbelief and said, "Is there anything wrong with that?"

Judging from his behavior, he is really a cute child.

Moreover, this child's eloquence is so great that he can even manipulate people from the upper class. It's really hard to imagine.

However, in a sense, this child-like posture may help to enhance her abilities.

"The Saint—Miss Madia is not someone you can easily deal with. Compared to that lady, a demon with two tongues is much cuter."

...He actually compared the saint of the religion he believed in with the devil.

It seems that Rager An's nature is not very peaceful. It is better to say that this guy's nature is probably inclined to the bad side.

"My life was saved by the Saint Lady, and she even asked her to arrange me as your contact."

"It's only natural that what happened here would arouse my interest to some extent, isn't it?"

The expression of that sentence is closer to temptation than curiosity or interest.

It's like exploring what kind of person you are and what strengths you have.

I don’t know if it’s to avoid arousing suspicion, but that tone seems to tease people’s self-esteem a little.

"Haa... Well, how far have you talked with the Saint Lady? Not much. There are only two things we discussed with her."

He first raised two fingers, then bent one of them and continued.

"First, the Saint Lady's beloved Maria."

My beloved Maria, an iron wall that has never sacrificed itself to anyone.

In short, it is the Free City of Crossmaria.

For those guys here, this is something that the Heraldry Cultists really want to get.

Why would someone called a saint use a temple that could be described as ruins as her base near this city?

Why, in the past, had the Heralds gone to such great lengths to capture the city?

Of course, there is also the reason that this place is an important trading center.

Indeed, whenever there is unrest, as long as this place is controlled, the influence on the surrounding areas will be expanded, and perhaps the direction of the wind will be guided in a direction that is favorable to the Heralds.

However, it is wrong.

For those guys, strategic advantages or disadvantages are just trivial matters.

In other words, those guys' long-cherished wish is to retake the holy land.

This Cross Maria is a holy place of wisdom for the Heralds.

In the past, this was the place where wisdom and books from the East and the West were gathered.

This free city is where the main hall of those guys is located.

Retaking this place is the top priority, this is the plan of Saint Matthias.

Indeed, fundamentally, they still hope that the Church of Heraldry will continue to survive.

A breeze blew by, making my mind a little clearer.

Then, he bent down another finger.

"There's another one, and that's you, Lalge An. You didn't say it explicitly, but you just slipped that intention into other words."

"But the fact that Her Majesty the Saint noticed it really helped me a lot." As he said this, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly and let out a breath.

In fact, if I were to say the information I provided to the Saint during the negotiations, it was probably about that level.

Although a relevant name was mentioned, namely the guide Lalge An, no topics that got to the core of the topic or similar clear words were given.

However, the saint understood what this meant, so she appointed Large An as the liaison officer between the two sides so that they could find a new place to negotiate later.

This is natural and cannot be stated explicitly there.

After all, at that time, the only conscious people there were Filia and Ames Castina.

No matter what, we can't openly assist the Heraldry Cultists.

why?

Although on the surface, there is no conflict between the current beliefs of Heraldry and Goddess.

However, according to Goddess Kasina.

The mastermind behind the persecution of the Church of Heraldry and its decline was undoubtedly Cassia, the goddess worshipped by the Goddess Church.

In other words, even if the Heraldry Cult itself does not know who is the mastermind behind the incident, there is indeed a deep hatred between the two.

Then, although her faith is deep or shallow, as a brave warrior appointed by the goddess Cassia, Ames Castina is an absolute believer in the goddess's religion.

Yes, there is nothing wrong with that.

Because we... no, that's not right, it's the us we used to be.

At that time, we all embarked on a journey of salvation as sons of Goddess Cult.

Chapter 27 The Evil Silver Cat

Time goes back to when I left the underground temple of the Heraldry Cult, said goodbye to Frodo and Ames Castina, and returned to the single room I rented in the guild, when I finally caught my breath.

Felia stomped the floor, her silver hair shaking in displeasure.

"Murphy, rest later. Come here, right now."

Filia said as she pointed at her body that had fallen on the bed and sat on a chair next to the table.

Please be kind, what else do you want me to do now?

It's not just the body, even the spirit in the mind is in tatters.

Although the wound has indeed healed, the body, even the bone marrow, is filled with a feeling of fatigue.

Report! No, health is the foundation of everything, right?

With this thought in mind, I lay down on the bed and closed my heavy eyelids no matter what Filia said.

This is what I want to express at this moment.

"...Is that so? Anyway, you won't listen to me, is that what's going on? You won't listen to what I, your only accomplice, say."

It was a very obvious voice that showed dissatisfaction in front of the person.

I opened my eyes slightly and saw Filia with trembling eyelashes, staring at me with pursed lips.

Anyway, this is something I have never seen before. It looks like a disgruntled cat.

"...I understand. I understand. If you have anything to say, please tell me."

Okay, I really want to cheer.

Really, so what?

He forced himself to prop up his waist, which was heavier than a lead block, and sat on the chair beside the table.

When traveling in the past, Filia had never been so roundabout in telling others about her feelings.

She is always direct and concise, and never chooses words when talking to me. That's just the kind of person she is.

This is obviously the case, so what happened?

All the dissatisfaction in his body was revealed, and his attitude seemed to say - you should pay attention to it, it is your obligation.

At this juncture, this look always reminds people of a cat, or the kind with a very powerful aura.

If you think about it this way, this ferocious Filia is somewhat cute.

Of course, they are different in essence.

"Okay, that's fine."

As if she was very satisfied with the action here, Filia nodded slightly, put the beer cup in her hand aside, and then just looked at this side and blinked.

The eyelashes that were trembling just now are now happily pointing towards the ceiling.

Philia, I can go to sleep now.

While thinking like this, Filia wiggled her lips and wove words.

"...Why didn't you hold my hand then?"

I couldn't help but feel strange about these words, so I widened my eyes a little.

I won't hold Filia's hand...? What on earth are you talking about?

This is not very clear.

Or, should I figure it out myself?

Perhaps noticing the bewildered expression on their faces, Filia pondered for a moment, then spoke with trembling lips.

"When we were trapped in the underground temple, why didn't you hold the magician's hand instead of me?"

Filia said this while looking away and pouring beer down her throat.

I just remembered it when I heard this.

I see, it's about the time when they fell into a trap in order to separate Frodo and Ames Castina.

Indeed, at that time, he did not pull Felia, but pulled Frodo's hand.

However, when asked why, it is difficult for me to give a direct answer.

Should I tell her that there is actually a malicious mastermind behind everything?

Are you saying that you once had a very close friend, and that Frodo is now occupying your friend's body.

Then, the reason you can't remember your friend is because your memory has been tampered with?

How can you say that? There is no way you can say that.

If I don’t tell you, I might be considered a lunatic.

Even if not, who knows whether the mastermind with boring and evil tastes has also changed his own memory.

It's also possible that in order to write his favorite script, the guy rewrote everyone's memory, but for some reason it didn't work on him.

Of course, I know a few reasons.

— rebirth.

Perhaps it was because of this that my memory was not changed by that guy.

After all, in his past life, his memories had undoubtedly been manipulated.