After my rebirth, Miss Saint turned evil

After all, in the past, his words that should have been correct and his ideas that should have been right were not listened to by anyone and were even vilified.

This situation has happened many times.

I don’t know how many times I’ve been stigmatized, and how many times I’ve been wronged.

His words, which should have been correct, were not heard by anyone.

Even if he told what he saw, no one would listen.

Everyone only listens to what those who are well-dressed say.

Yes, it is a matter of course now.

Because correct arguments have no power.

The pain crept up from her side unusually slowly, so Murphy couldn't help but squint her eyes and lower her head slightly.

"—Then, you're the only one left, right?"

When the atmosphere in the room became heavy, Frodo's voice suddenly rang out.

Murphy slowly raised her head and looked at Frodo.

There was no intention in her eyes, just pure questioning.

Then, facing Murphy's gaze, the little lips opened again.

"Murphy, I am here because I listened to you."

"Oh, come on. I feel like an idiot, too. But there's nothing I can do about it. This is fine. That's what my heart tells me."

There was a slight blush on Frodo's cheeks, and she turned her head away and stopped looking at Murphy.

Then, as if she had made up her mind, she stood up again, tapping the floor step by step, her black hair swaying gently, and slowly approached.

So, Murphy couldn't help but raise his eyes and was attracted by the pair of black pupils.

"At this point, I won't let you say anything—because I don't have the power, so I can't do it. Yes, I won't let you say it."

"You are lead, that's true, but that's not the end. Even if it means bending the principles of the world, I will turn you into true gold."

Murphy's eyes never left the approaching Frodo.

At this moment, the distance between him and her was surprisingly close.

In those black pupils, he could clearly see his own figure and hear each other's breathing.

Even the warmth between each other can be felt.

Yes, it's that close.

Then, then.

Frodo leaned over and whispered in a voice that only Murphy could hear, but which Ann could not hear.

——Ah, but if you want to escape, that's fine. By then, I'll have a retreat ready for both of us. Like a third option.

It was a sweet sound, as if fingers were wrapped directly around a beating heart.

It was like caressing the spiritual pillar, draining away all the resistance in the heart.

That sentence, probably, has that tone.

Frodo's little hand touched Murphy's wound.

That wasn't any magic or anything like that, and I'm afraid she had no intention of doing so.

Yet, miraculously, the pain in his flank did not leak out.

On the contrary, I always feel a warm feeling.

Chapter 50 Can't Wait

Murphy sat on a creaking chair, holding a medicinal tea that might drive away sleepiness.

Although my eyelids are still heavy, it's better than doing nothing.

After seeing his appearance, Hawke, who lived in the slums, and his sister Adeline showed uneasy expressions.

Murphy naturally noticed the changes in the two people, so he gently spread his hands and said nonchalantly.

"Don't worry, I just kept the young lady company last night."

At this time, the sunlight has flooded the slums, but the magician is still sleeping.

As Murphy said this, the image of Frodo Volgograd appeared in her eyes.

——Welcome, my accomplice, Frodo.

That night, holding hands with Murphy and becoming an accomplice, Frodo's determination was much stronger than Murphy had imagined.

Perhaps it was her way of showing her will, so the next day she decided to move out of the college dormitory, leaving everything behind and moving here with Murphy.

However, she also seemed unable to tolerate the drastic change in environment.

Ever since she came here, she has been hovering on the edge of sleep until almost dawn. This has almost become her habit.

After all, at night, the moans of prostitutes could be heard all around, which must be something she was not used to as she was of noble birth.

If it's just a simple noise, you won't care too much unless it's someone you know.

However, I do understand this feeling.

But even so, I still hope not to use others to kill time when I can't fall asleep.

Thinking of this, Murphy suppressed the urge to yawn and asked, "How's it going over there?"

After hearing Murphy's words, Hawke nodded: "She wants to meet Brother Murphy and Sister Murphy. I guess she wants to confirm the identity and appearance of the new residents of the slums."

Previously in the slums of the royal capital, because Murphy lived directly in the restaurant of the "boss" Selena, she was tacitly assigned to the camp over there.

But this time it was different. Hawke and Adeline did not have any special identities. They were just ordinary slum dwellers, so Murphy, who hung out with them, was naturally included.

But even though he was familiar with the procedures in the slums, he had never heard of such a thing.

So, Murphy asked the question in her heart: "I don't care, but does the boss want to meet all the newcomers?"　

Then, Murphy heard a voice, a voice he had become accustomed to hearing in the past few days.

"Hero-sama was summoned because we are his helpers, right?"

Murphy glanced to his side and saw his assistant, Larg An, who was also the messenger between him and the Church of Heraldry.

At this moment, she was sitting on a chair in the tavern, with something like milk in her mouth and a relaxed expression.

It seems that she doesn't like drinking very much.

Although this is not a big deal, I never expected that such a shabby tavern could prepare that kind of thing.

Although it is called a pub, there is only one waiter and everyone is eating and drinking casually.

Ann licked her lips and continued.

"First of all, in this bustling slum, there's never enough time to see the faces of new people one by one. But..."

An continued, "If they were assisting the Cult of Heraldry, they would definitely come and take a look. That's probably the situation."

An, who is good at communicating with others, rarely sighs while talking about other people's affairs.

It is said that An failed in the initial negotiation with the other party, which is why he behaved like this now.

There are people who An can't handle... I don't want to go anymore.

Thinking of this, Murphy's face unconsciously stretched.

Seeing this, An narrowed his eyes and said, "I hope the relationship won't deteriorate. If possible, please get their assistance as much as possible."

However, the possibility is very small.

After all, if it was possible, An would have done it long ago.

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"Is this the first time I've heard this?"

Vlado Volgograd raised her eyebrows unhappily and said, blinking her long eyelashes.

After a brief pause, Murphy responded.

“…Because no one asked—ah.”

Suddenly, Frodo pulled Murphy's neck hard, causing him to make a strange sound.

Although the force was very light, this should be her way of protest.

After all, when he first said he wanted to take her to the night market, his face still had a slightly brighter expression, but after they got here, he quickly became unhappy.

Maybe he mistakenly thought he would be taken to some interesting place.

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry, I will make it up to you."

"Really? It's a deal."

Murphy knew very well that if he didn't say this to a girl at this time, the consequences would be terrible.

The reason why he didn't explain it in advance was because he himself was not interested in it.

After all, meetings with these people in power always end in chaos.

So, even though it was just a premonition, I'm afraid something unpleasant will happen today.

As soon as she thought of this, Murphy couldn't say it.

Of course, this is just a boring excuse.

As for the owner of this slum, although he didn't know who he was before, Murphy already had a candidate in mind.

After taking this opportunity to ask the name of Lalge An's master, he confirmed his expectation.

As for this result, he could only sigh in his heart and say: Ah, it is her.

After all, no matter what, there have been too many coincidences before.

Although Murphy was still a little confused as to why, judging from An's previous performance, she did not seem to be the other party's subordinate, or even had a shallow relationship with him, she understood after thinking about it carefully.

At the beginning, from the day she first came to Crossmaria, Ann only said that the letter of introduction was written by the old housekeeper, and she never said who her subordinate was.

Then, we are now in this mansion that belongs to the slum boss. Should we say that the owner here is rich or nostalgic?

In short, this mansion is a one-to-one replica of the one in the royal capital.

"He even hired a gardener. He seems much wealthier than the local nobles."

Facing Frodo's admiring words, Murphy was silent for a moment before responding vaguely, "...Ah, maybe."

If you ask why Murphy was silent, it was because he had the same feeling when he first went to Helena's mansion.

Hearing Murphy's obviously tired response, Frodo seemed a little dissatisfied and wanted to say something else.

But at this moment, the voice of an elderly man echoed in the yard.

"Mr. Murphy, Miss Frodo. Please allow me to come and greet you - Miss Helena can't wait to see you."

Chapter 51 Familiar Woman

"Long time no see, Murphy. Hmm~~You still look so shabby."

A familiar smile hung on a familiar face, and familiar words were spoken in a familiar sarcastic tone.

And that familiar, snake-like gaze.

Hey, it really is her. Should I say she has great powers? I didn't expect this woman to take over this place.

Looking at the woman lying on the big sofa in the dim room with a long pipe in her hand, Murphy sighed in her heart.

Then he shrugged his shoulders and prepared to say something in response.

——Can we go now? I just want you to see my face.

That should be enough.

Yes, there is no need to say more.

Helena Alves, this woman, cannot be trusted.

However, he didn't get the chance to speak because words suddenly flew out of him from an unexpected place.

"...It's tenacious, okay? You just don't understand it, right?"