After my rebirth, Miss Saint turned evil

Then, as if to swallow down his anxiety and restlessness, he poured the beer down his throat.

Filia touched her lips with her hand and narrowed her eyes in thought.

Occasionally, she would look over here.

Let me go, I'm almost out of options here.

"I see, it's all for Odome. It's because of them that you're walking on a red-hot iron."

There was a hint of a smile on Filia's cheeks. She nodded several times and murmured as if trying to convince herself.

Ah, if only she could accept that.

I prayed like this with all my heart.

After all, it's impossible to tell everything.

Rather, if I really believed that I came back from the future, or that there was a mastermind behind changing my memories, something that would be difficult for the world to understand would make me suspicious.

However, I have already told Filia everything else.

The desire to become a good person worthy of Ella;

the need to gain status because of Helena's threat;

Things like wanting to take advantage of future disturbances.

Confessing these things is the greatest sincerity he can show to Filia.

Filia is no longer the same girl who thought I was useless. Now she trusts me and is willing to be with me.

Filia is now my ally.

In this case, it is wrong to simply want to take advantage of her.

If I want to respond to her feelings, I must also show a certain sincerity.

He has no manners and no knowledge, he is just an ordinary person.

Therefore, this is not out of noble obligation or etiquette, but just the reserve and will deep in one's heart.

It may be cheap, but it's the best I can do.

After a long moment, Filia pointed her finger at my face and nodded deeply.

"Qingmei, the Saint—Ella? I see. This way, the Heraldry Cultists will certainly not understand your true intentions."

"It seems like you've already made a lot of preparations and have been controlling the cards you play from the very beginning."

The strange thing was that even though he had said many convincing things, looking at her expression, that faint smile didn't change at all.

Filia swung the longsword at her waist, drank the beer on the table in one gulp, and met my gaze.

My eyes were drawn to her, and her silver-jewel-like brilliance made me hold my breath.

The moment of silence between them felt very long.

"——I understand. I'll try to contact the self-defense organizations. I don't have any special skills, but I do have some social experience."

Filia's lips trembled as she continued the conversation in a light tone.

"I'll obey your wishes this time. However, this situation ends here. From now on, I will act according to my judgment and reason - do you have any objections?"

of course not.

I nodded and said, "That would be troublesome. I don't want a puppet wearing a Filia mask. I want a person named Filia."

"Exercise your rationality, make your own judgment on the spot, and seek the best answer. I want that kind of proud knight, I want that kind of Filia. That's why you are trustworthy."

I confided this to Filia, and her fair cheeks turned a faint blush.

I don't know if it was because of the beer or if it was just a display of her feelings.

"You're so sharp-tongued, but that's fine. I'll never let go of your hand. For you... no, for us to become the best we can be. Let's take action."

"Then leave the means of communication along the way to me."

When I said this, her eyes were no longer looking in this direction.

Footsteps sounded, and Filia walked out through the door, stepping on the wooden planks of the guild.

Ah, I also have to be prepared. If I rely entirely on Filia and cannot accomplish anything on my own, then I will not be qualified to stand shoulder to shoulder with her.

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——Boom.

After Filia left, as he placed the wooden cup on the table, his overflowing emotions were expressed in his trembling hands.

For this reason, a sound came out of my throat involuntarily.

Slowly, he placed his hand over his mouth, suppressing the urge to let out a long sigh.

In the presence of Filia, such expressions and emotions must never be displayed.

So, what should we call this feeling?

From the attitude shown by Filia today, we can already see some clues.

After all, I am not a fool, and it is not that I cannot understand the meaning of those behaviors.

Unlike Candice, Filia's performance today is an indisputable fact.

That is what can be called an obsessive feeling.

Although it might be overconfident to say this, there is no doubt that Filia has shown in me what can be called a fierce stubbornness and persistence.

In this regard, I can feel that the sticky emotions that have settled deep in my heart seem to be beginning to waver.

The person he liked was Ella, there was no doubt about that.

Since you have someone you like, you should not have any feelings for other people. This is what your conscience tells you.

In this case, how should we deal with Filia's feelings towards this place?

Reject directly?

Of course, impossible.

Because as I just said, Filia's feelings towards this side are just a reasonable guess based on the other party's actions.

Although the probability of this speculation is more than half, it may even be higher than this number.

However, if you take the initiative to propose it and then directly refuse it, it will be a completely different matter.

As long as Filia doesn't say it, he can't respond proactively.

Although, for the time being, when I confessed just now, I had taken some preparatory measures in advance.

That is to tell Filia that she wants to be an outstanding person worthy of Ella.

If it were her, she would be able to understand the hidden meaning in this sentence.

However, I don’t know if this sentence alone can dispel that level of obsession.

If possible, natural is best.

But if not.

——What should I do next?

This question arose unconsciously in my heart.

He picked up the wooden cup that had been placed on the table and took a sip.

The bitterness of the beer rushed into my mouth, through my throat, and straight into my stomach.

I feel like my heart is tasting the beer and can feel the bitterness.

Other than that, the options are left.

Ignore your own inner conscience and accept the other person's feelings.

That is what is called, starting a harem.

Ah, haha, Murphy, is your brain not working because of the shock? You actually made such a funny joke.

Although this sounds simple, it is just a word after all.

But, in the final analysis, having a harem is a right that only the strongest can possess.

Like kings or lords, that is a privilege only they can have.

So this kind of thing can only exist in fantasy at best.

As for me, let alone having a harem, I can't even secretly have an affair with two women.

If, I really ignore my conscience, if I really dare to do that.

Although it's unclear how Ella will react when she finds out.

But, Filia, after finding out everything, she will definitely kill me.

She is the woman who can do such a thing.

She could definitely do something like this.

Ah, then, even though it might make a fool of myself, it’s better to just refuse directly, right?

No, wait a little longer.

Maybe I just got it completely wrong?

After all, this possibility is not impossible.

After all, why do such weird ideas come into being?

That's Filia, Filia Reinhardt.

Hadn't that woman given her entire life to the sword?

Besides, isn't her minimum standard that the person must be able to defeat her head-on in swordsmanship?

It shouldn't be like this - ah... yes, how could I have forgotten.

Did I beat her once before?

No, I can’t think about it anymore.

In short, until that day comes, try your best to pretend that you didn't notice.

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In order to keep a straight face, it is no exaggeration to say that Filia used all her strength.

He stomped hard on the floor, causing it to wail, and walked out of the guild.

Her heart was in turmoil, and her emotions were about to overflow.

The blood in his body seemed to be injected with vitality, constantly flowing back and forth from the top of his head to his toes.

Got it! Ah, yes, this heart has been revitalized.

The emotions are too intense for the heart to bear.

For this, Filia gritted her teeth.

Ah, feelings, maybe this is the first time it has reached such a level?

The teeth rub against each other to the point of self-destruction.

I saw it, that guy’s face.

The look on that guy, Murphy's face, when he mentioned the woman Ella's name.

It was an expression he had never shown in front of me before, an expression filled with warmth.

Feeling wronged.

The cats and mice running and chasing around seemed to be shocked by the breath emitted by Filia, and trembled and consciously made way for her.

The same goes for people. There are no obstacles on the road ahead with swaying silver hair.

A lot of words seemed to overflow from that throat.

Filia gritted her teeth, pressed her lips together, and tried desperately to suppress her emotions. However, she couldn't stop the torrent of emotions.

—Okay, Murphy.