After my rebirth, Miss Saint turned evil

How many times have I burned my heart?

Even though we know it is absolutely impossible to get it, we still yearn for it, and then we give up that yearning many times.

Unconsciously, a sigh of mockery of himself escaped from the corner of his mouth.

Chapter 48 Love Like Rain

The swift horse passed through the gates of Crossmaria a few days later than Lalge Ann's report.

A gag order was issued to prevent chaos in the city, but it is impossible to ban speech.

Thus, fragments of the conflict began to spread throughout the city.

It is said that the lord was crucified due to the rebellion of the Heralds.

It was also said that the heads of several lords had been hung on the city gates of the Kingdom of Leiden.

Although the facts were distorted to an unimaginable degree, the citizens of Crossmaria, who were accustomed to peace, did not panic or become fanatical.

Because no matter what, it was just a fire on the other side.

Nothing could be more interesting than this, no matter how big the threat grows, the fire will not reach this sacred area.

Because this is the free city of Crossmaria.

Throughout history, it is a sacred city that has never been stained by even a single loss.

-------------------------------------

After separating from Murphy, Filia went to Crossmaria's guard regiment alone.

Although he is a knight of the Kingdom of Leiden, he is now treated as a guest in the guards.

And, because of his actions and style, he is just like the knight that everyone admires.

Therefore, when she was a guest in the Guards, she was admired by almost everyone.

"You seem to be in a good mood...Miss Filia."

In response to what the man said, Filia turned back from the window and said, "There's no need to use honorifics."

As a guest, she was assigned a private room with a very wide view from the window.

Just as this person said, Filia seemed to be in a good mood today.

Even though his words were not gentle, his cheeks relaxed a little, and his eyes, which always had a sharp gaze, softened at this moment.

In fact, Filia was so happy at the moment that she even wanted to go out and practice swordplay. Even her silver eyes seemed to emit the light of a child who had received a toy.

So it is not surprising that there is some expression of joy in his attitude at this moment.

"I'm just a guest. There's no need for me to be respected or revered."

Despite this, Filia spoke in a calm voice that suppressed her joy.

"Yeah, well, whatever. At least...it's hard for a man like me to do that."

Filia shrugged slightly, leaning against the window with her silver hair flowing.

That man seems to be of this character.

Probably not an authoritarian, but always seems to be inclined to attach more importance to formal etiquette and customs than others.

Moreover, perhaps influenced by this person, most people in the guards regiment addressed Filia with a respectful title.

Filia exhaled softly while throwing the words to the man who was always staring at her like a reptile.

Then, this time, there was a hint of surprise in the voice.

"But what happened to that chin, Lieutenant? Oh, you didn't wake up this morning and the goblins played a prank on you, did they?"

That man's style would be considered strange anywhere.

The unique lizard-like eyes alone are enough to be noticeable.

And now, he wrapped the scarf around his mouth as if to support his broken jaw, and spoke with his chin supported by his hand.

It seemed that if he didn't do this, he wouldn't be able to make a good sound.

In an instant, the air in the room was filled with stagnation, triggered by Filia's words.

The ugly emotions that the man tried so hard to hide came out.

He neither said it nor showed it in his attitude.

But the emotion did permeate the air.

Although it was only a brief moment, the foul smell made people want to cover their noses.

Filia blinked her long eyelashes, and the man's boots made a slight sound.

“…This isn’t something to worry about.”

This is it.

Filia couldn't help but sigh deeply in her heart.

That obviously matters a lot.

It was unheard of that one of the deputy captains of the guard regiment came back with a broken jaw while on patrol.

However, the captain accompanying him, Aimee Castina, and his men remained silent, as if nothing had happened.

In fact, nothing really happened in the Guards.

Perhaps it was for this reason that the deputy captain went on duty early, not long after his jaw was broken.

He seemed to feel that his main task was very difficult, as Filia's bodyguard, or perhaps even a monitor.

Faced with the man's stubborn silence, Filia closed her lips.

So, the man hardly paused, supporting his chin with his hand and weaving his words as if chewing.

"Ms. Filia...something good happened, a gift from God, right?"

I see. I'd like to get back to the original topic as soon as possible.

Filia raised her eyebrows. As usual, she still didn't want to talk about herself.

But she didn't hate saying those words.

Because just by touching his chest, he can recall that intoxicating feeling.

"Ah. Of course. After all, I'm not the type to change my mood just because the weather is nice."

"Father sent me a letter yesterday, sealed with wax. It's so nice to hear from a relative, even though we're so far away."

Filia turned around again and stood by the window.

The purpose of doing this is to signal the other person not to talk anymore and just remain silent.

The man didn't seem to want to pursue the matter further.

Rather, he didn't want to ruin Filia's good mood by accidentally provoking her, as she was in a bad mood recently.

——In fact, until yesterday, Filia had been in the worst mood.

This was especially true after news of the Heraldic Cult's rebellion reached them.

People around her were saying that Filia was heartbroken because of a rebellion by heretics in her homeland, but that was not the case.

What was driving her crazy and struggling in her heart was a feeling of anxiety.

The curtain has risen and the actors have taken to the stage.

Despite this, I felt like I was just standing on the edge of a corner.

Filia was not satisfied with the feeling of being given a role and then left alone.

It even got to the point where I wanted to give up my current role and go on stage myself.

Just then, the letter finally arrived.

The sealing wax used imitated the crest of Filia's family, the Reinhard family, but it was too crude.

However, the intention is clear at a glance.

——There is no doubt that this is a letter from Murphy.

Whether it is the real thing or a fake, it is impossible to have such a rough sealing wax shape.

In this case, there is only one person in this world who would send this thing.

Filia couldn't express in words the joy she felt when she saw the letter.

The blood in the body began to flow faster, as if he had drunk ale.

My heart is filled with anticipation and anxiety, beating at an unprecedented frequency.

Filia still remembered that her fingertips, which had not trembled even when she was fighting against large monsters, were now shaking slightly.

The content of the letter is very simple.

It simply conveys the current situation and the direction of future actions.

Even though it has been sealed with wax, you might still be afraid of being inspected.

So, Filia carefully searched for the truth hidden in the euphemism.

Let the Guards and the Heralds fight against each other, wear them both out, and finally cause the Heralds to collapse.

The letter roughly explains these things.

After that, all that’s left is the timing and means of execution.

Finally, as a result, the honor of destroying the Heraldry Cult was obtained.

That's probably it.

When she understood the intention contained in the letter, Filia couldn't help but let out a "puff" sound.

This is a very rough and tumble plan in his style.

However, I didn't look down on him or laugh at him.

The sound coming from his throat was not so much from seeing something comforting as it was from the peaceful emotion swaying in his heart.

As he hid the letter close to his chest, the smile on his face disappeared, transformed into something sharp and cold.

Angels and demons are sometimes the two sides of the same coin.

Thus, the soothing and tolerant smile instantly turned into a sharp and cold smile.

——Fool! No matter how many achievements you make here, no matter how famous you become, the world will not change because of it.

There was a smile on Filia's face, but her internal organs were pierced by icicles.

She understood.

In this world, origin is everything.

Those who were born into knighthood were knights, and those who were born into aristocracy were aristocrats.

People of common origin are common people.

Therefore, those who come from poor backgrounds will inevitably become poor.

That won't change.

It will never change.

Because those who fixed it became kings and nobles who ruled the country.

Filia understood this very well.

Rather, it is precisely because she also comes from a very high class that she can understand it better.

Therefore, no matter how great Murphy's achievements are, the world will never recognize them.

What exactly does an adventurer gain from achievements? Not even the land of a poor noble.

Ugh! How infuriating!

That man, Murphy, no matter how much suffering and longing he went through, would never get it when he finally reached out to Rongguang.

The world does not have enough capacity to recognize him.

——In that case, you, Murphy, can only plunge the world into a vortex of change.