After my rebirth, Miss Saint turned evil

"Then, Princess, I think you're alright, right? In that case, let's go. Try your best to be back before Princess goes to bed."

Although Murphy himself thought that what he said was stupid, he was filled with shame in his heart. After all, Frodo's late sleep was indeed related to him.

So, I can only say some silly words like this.

Then, he sighed again and took the hand that Frodo extended.

On the other hand, after hearing what he said, Frodo tilted her head in disbelief, then nodded as if she agreed with what he said, and said.

"Well, if that's really possible, I'd be very grateful, Mr. Accomplice."

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PS: After yesterday’s survey, I found that everyone seemed to prefer the third person, so from today on I will only write in the third person.

I'm really sorry that I changed the pronoun without reminding you, which gave you a bad reading experience.

Then, this chapter is 4000 words, and there will be more later, but it should be a little late, because after the sudden change of person, the author's writing is not so smooth, so it is a bit slow, but it will be adjusted back slowly.

Chapter 36 Hawke/Wood

After separating from Filia, Murphy moved directly to the slums, and it stayed like that for a while.

If you ask him why he moved to the slums.

That's because whether one wants to learn more about Crossmaria's appearance or study the movements of the Heraldry Cultists, this is the most convenient place.

Because in order to seize Crossmaria, the Herald Cult intends to use the power of the local residents.

Of course, that didn't go well, and that was par for the course for Murphy.

Because the residents living in slums are basically people who are constantly struggling in poverty and trying their best to barely survive.

People like this who have lost hope in life and have gradually bent their backs will naturally have no intention of interfering in major events.

Murphy was very familiar with things like this, after all, he had experienced them himself.

Although for him, these are things he doesn't want to recall.

But it was precisely because of this that Lalge An agreed to let him live here.

After all, in the eyes of the Heralds, although Murphy can help them build a cooperative relationship with the slums, the possibility is very small.

But, if only to maintain their relationship with the slum dwellers, it is not a bad option.

So, his move to the slums was a good thing for both Murphy and the Heralds.

Of course, what is good for Murphy and the Heralds may not necessarily apply to everyone.

This is especially inconvenient for those who always travel with Murphy.

"Brother Murphy...what's wrong with sister?"

"You're still sleeping even when the sun is shining on your butt, complaining that it's too noisy at night and that's why you can't sleep. Ha, you really are a delicate princess."

At this moment, Murphy was playing cards and chatting with Hawke, a slum dweller who looked twice as big as him and had a huge physique, in a tavern that was about to collapse.

To be honest, Murphy always felt that this guy named Hawke was a bit like Wood, whether it was the physique or the shoulders that seemed to be crushed by a heavy burden, they were extremely similar.

This sense of déjà vu became even stronger when I learned from Lalge An that he had a sister who could not speak.

It was like a replica of Wood and Selena, except that they didn't meet Murphy in their lives, so the ending was different.

Although the appearance is completely different from the Wood in Murphy's mind, the similarity between this assistant named Hawk and Wood still makes him have a strange idea - could he be Wood?

So, in order to verify whether his idea was true or not, he immediately wrote a letter back to Lars.

After waiting for a while, he successfully received a reply from Selena yesterday evening.

The letter was written by Selena. She said that she and her brother Wood were still staying in Lars, and with the team they brought back from the slums of the royal capital, they had now achieved a similar status in the organization.

The familiar and beautiful handwriting in the letter undoubtedly made Murphy feel relieved, but also surprised him.

After all, he really didn't expect that the abilities of Selena and her brother were so powerful. They were so powerful that they were already doing well before they made any progress here.

Of course, this was just a small episode during Murphy's stay here.

Then, let’s get back to the previous topic - for Murphy, this is the most suitable place to live under the current circumstances.

The harsh environment here actually doesn't have much impact on him. After all, his original growing environment wasn't very good either.

So whether it was the bugs crawling around, the bed as hard as the floor, or the moans of a prostitute sneaking into the room at night.

Even though this harsh environment made him feel a little worse, he could still fall asleep when it was time to do so.

However, the girl Hawke calls his elder sister, Frodo Volgograd, is completely different from Murphy.

To be honest, even Murphy didn't expect that she would leave the college dormitory and move here.

And then, that leads to the result.

Although she always had passion in her heart, Frodo still found it difficult to tolerate the drastic changes in the environment.

Therefore, even though she had been here for some time, she still felt sleepy from time to time during the day.

"Hey, where did the goddess of luck go?"

"You're unlucky today, Brother Murphy. I've won again."

Hawke said this with a smile on his face as he slowly opened his cards.

His smile was quite gentle, well, even that was almost exactly the same as Wood's.

Therefore, it was not completely unreasonable for Murphy to have such doubts that he sent a letter back to confirm.

"Then, as payment for the bet, the ale is mine."

Hawke grinned with his thick lips and gulped down the beer in the cup.

Looking at Hawke, who was satisfied after drinking his wine, Murphy smiled, threw his cards on the table, and shrugged.

For him, it's nice to have such a relaxing moment occasionally.

Well, peace, this is indeed the daily life called peace.

And this peace was achieved through the aid he received from the Heraldry Cultists through Larg An.

In Murphy's opinion, peace is undoubtedly a good thing, but——

"—Bang, bang, bang!"

A faint wailing sound was heard from the floor of the bedroom on the second floor, as if something was stepping on the floor hard.

At the sound, Hawke symbolically cast his gaze towards Murphy, who responded with a loud sigh.

Hey, I finally woke up.

But, well, this kind of thing is a daily routine.

As Murphy was thinking this, a voice came from above.

"Murphy...if you get up, you must wake me up immediately. Didn't I tell you this before?"

After getting dressed, Frodo muttered in a displeased tone as she walked up the stairs to the first floor.

"I did call out to you when I got up, Princess, but if you can't get up on your own, there's nothing I can do."

Murphy didn't know how many times this kind of conversation had happened. He even felt that he was repeating some strange and stupid things.

Then, this woman, Frodo, seemed to have a very bad temper when she woke up.

Although she had tied her black hair up, she was probably still very angry.

Frodo was seen sitting on a chair near Murphy, mumbling incoherently and then starting to speak.

Chapter 37 Threat (3000)

"Aren't you the one who basically wakes me up? If that's the case, can't you just wait until they wake up?! I always feel like I'm being looked down upon!"

During the late breakfast, Frodo munched on the bread and complained that it was too hard, while talking in Murphy's ear.

Don't ask for too much. Having that thing here is already a luxury enough.

Murphy didn't say this out loud, but just shrugged at Frodo in response.

In fact, without Larga An's support, even Frodo's normal life here could not be guaranteed.

It would be fine if her sleeping situation was like that, but the most important thing is that this young lady's eating habits are completely different from those of ordinary people.

Although you can find a piece of bread occasionally, it is not available every day. Slums are like that.

"That's right. If I could do that, I'd like to wait. Just think about it, if there's a beautiful young lady sleeping defenselessly next to you, the devil of lust will unconsciously whisper in your ear."

Having said this, Murphy shrugged at Frodo again and began to draw new gambling cards.

Perhaps she was dissatisfied with these words, but Frodo silently held the hard bread, which she was not used to yet, in her mouth.

Seeing this scene, Murphy couldn't help but think of the scene of small animals like hamsters eating.

If you keep silent, you'll find Frodo very cute.

Ah, in that case, doesn't that mean I think Candice is cute?

Just as Murphy was lost in wonderful thought, she suddenly heard Hawke's voice.

"But...Brother Murphy. This is my first time meeting a foreigner. If they're like that, then they're no different from us, right?"

Hawke said this while holding the cards and raising his brows.

Murphy raised her head and looked over there, and found that the other person's big nose suddenly twitched.

Well, it seems that I drew a good card.

Thinking of this, he lowered his head to look at his hand and found that it was not bad.

So he scratched his chin and began to talk to Hawke quietly.

"Well...anyway, the Free City area has trade relations with several countries to the west."

"So, like, mixed-race or something, plus they're all human, isn't it normal to be like here? If they were elves living in the forest, that would be very different."

Frodo was not a native of Crossmaria, she came from another country in the west, so to Hawke, she was indeed a foreigner.

"Eh? Do you have any connection with elves?"

These words were said by Frodo who had been eating, and she was wagging her ears as if she was very interested.

Hawke, on the other hand, was paying attention to the cards in his hand as he opened his thick lips, changed his tone, and spoke.

"Elves, they're the creatures that live in the forest. I heard they kill lost travelers, right? So scary."

Is that possible?

After hearing Hawke's words, Murphy couldn't help but have such thoughts and showed a confused expression.

After a brief thought, he knew the reason.

It didn't take long to realize that Hawke must have had a prejudice against elves, which led to his misunderstanding.

Elves are the inhabitants of the forest and the masters of the forest.

Different countries call them by different names, but let’s not discuss that for now.

In short, elves rarely communicate with humans on an individual basis, and only a very small number of rebellious elves will leave the forest and enter human urban life.

For example, Murphy had seen several elves in Lars, and those were undoubtedly rebellious elves.

In addition, although he has not seen it yet, there must be elves in this free city built on the border.

It is precisely because of this characteristic that elves are always susceptible to various prejudices and misunderstandings.

But, actually, how should I put it?

Unlike humans who were created by God, elves were created directly by nature and are a race with beauty that seems to be carved out.

Although Murphy's memory is not very clear now, he vaguely remembers that in his past journey of salvation, one of his traveling companions seemed to be an elf princess.

Then, the elf undoubtedly possessed a beauty that was beyond the scope of human beings, and people would hold their breath the moment they saw it.

If there were any clergymen present, they would probably kneel down on the spot to thank God and thank nature for creating this culmination of beauty.

After the elves are extinct, no matter how beautiful the words used to describe their appearance are, I am afraid no one will believe it.

Elves are like that, and you can only understand their beauty by seeing them with your own eyes.

"Intersection...? Well, there was... ah, but it was just a little bit in the past."

Murphy tried hard to recall the scenes of the past and continued speaking intermittently based on her vague impression.