After my rebirth, Miss Saint turned evil

Compared to the second volume which has more than 30 words but not much content, this volume with 16 words is much more compact, and I also think it should be full of content.

The beginning of the third volume continues the first-person writing style at the end of the second volume, because I feel that this way of writing is more comfortable and the protagonist's psychology is easier to express.

Later on I realized that no one seemed to like it, so I changed back to the third person. I'm sorry for giving everyone a bad impression.

Let’s talk about the sequel to this book.

At present, this book only writes about the kingdom and the free city on the border. The great forest, the northern giant country, the empire (theocracy), the demon world, and Dragon Island are not written about yet.

So according to the original outline, this book may have to take more than ten volumes to be completed.

Because the world view set at the beginning is a bit too large, it would take a long time to explain it in detail, so the progress is actually a bit slow now.

Unfortunately, although the idea and setting are very good, as a new author, my writing skills are not enough to support myself in telling this story well, so that from the thousands of people who read it when it was first put on the shelves, there are now less than a hundred people.

Actually, my original idea was to write a lighter work, but as I wrote the story, it became heavy unconsciously. There is nothing I can do at the moment, so I can only improve it bit by bit.

To be honest, I felt a little melancholy, and even thought for a while that I might not be suitable for writing novels.

But now I have come to terms with it, and I am satisfied if I can keep 100 people.

As long as there is someone around, I will keep writing.

After all, since it is a world created by myself, I should finish writing it well and give my children a happy ending.

Enough of the gossip.

Starting from tomorrow, the content of the fourth volume will be officially updated. It is the story about the last teammate, the elf princess.

I hope everyone will stop wasting time on reading this book and keep reading it.

I'm really grateful for the continued support from everyone who stayed.

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Volume Four Forests

Chapter 9: Sky Courtyard Gazalia

There, there is a majesty worthy of the name "Hanging Garden".

Deep within the breathtaking forest, at the end of the mountain, lies the garden.

It is as if the clouds are used as a foothold. The existence of the city itself is an incredible sight.

The bard who was once invited here called it the only city in the world where elegance and strangeness coexist.

That is the elves' abode - the Hanging Garden of Gasalia.

A sigh escaped Murphy's lips, her eyebrows naturally raised, and her eyes widened.

This scene had also shocked him during his journey to save the world.

This phrase fits perfectly with the dreamlike feeling. People say that the world must have looked like this when God first came to the earth.

Murphy's cheeks twisted in self-mockery.

The strong wind blew against his cheeks, making him feel the unusual cold.

Why, even though we're in the mountains, so close to the sun, do we still feel cold? I really don't understand.

"The Elf King's reply has arrived... He wants to entertain us, that's what he said."

While enjoying the scenery in the carriage, Murphy heard Mattia's clear voice.

The crisp sound that seemed very unhappy before has now become much softer.

Apparently, the messenger who went to the Hanging Garden has returned.

"Huh... What a surprise. Things like this haven't been going smoothly lately. Honestly, I was prepared to go a few more times."

Frodo pouted and spoke rapidly.

Speaking of accidents, it was indeed a surprise.

To be honest, Murphy, like Frodo, did not expect to have the opportunity to meet the emperor safely.

No, perhaps deep down he thought it would be better for him to be rejected.

At this time, the heart has stopped twitching.

But whenever he thought of that guy, his fingertips couldn't help but tremble.

Sure enough, the fear was deep-rooted.

"Anyway, since we can meet, we should go ahead and meet. That's how things are going."

Filia said this as she jumped off the carriage, her silver hair swaying.

Apparently, the elves seemed to be asking us to get off the bus and move forward in the city.

Deliberate resistance will hurt the relationship and is unnecessary.

Murphy stepped on the ground to confirm whether this place was in the clouds.

Then, as if he suddenly thought of something, he walked behind Mattia and asked.

"Oh, by the way, have you ever heard of the Elf King's name?"

"...I heard his name was Finn Lagias. So what if I heard about it?"

This sentence is not very rude, at best it can be said to be a cold answer.

This woman's attitude becomes bad whenever she talks to me. She really is hated.

After getting the answer, Murphy shook her head slightly, indicating that it was nothing.

then.

Finn Lagias.

Among them, Fen means king.

So, the meaning of this name is precisely "King Lagias".

That's right.

During the salvation journey, the elven king who announced his support for humanity and allowed Eltis to join the brave team on the salvation journey was indeed named this.

Even Murphy's brain, which he thought was not very useful, seemed to remember this incident.

Then, a wonderful and relaxing idea suddenly flashed through his mind.

Perhaps this alliance will surprisingly not cause any problems.

Judging from past history, there is no doubt that the king and humans lived in harmony.

Based on the existing conditions, an alliance can be formed if the negotiations go smoothly.

Even if the goal is not achieved, it is very likely that a level of cooperation similar to non-aggression can be achieved.

If they wanted to take advantage of this, they could also advertise in neighboring countries that the Church of Heraldry had received assistance from the elves.

In this era, only a small number of people, even among the ruling class, have connections with the elves.

Therefore, the word "elf" means the unknown and a feared existence to ordinary people.

In this way, widespread publicity can cause panic and lower the morale of the enemy.

Yes, as long as everything goes well, there will be no problem.

However, this is just optimistic fantasy and pessimistic delusion.

As if wanting to vent all of this at once, Murphy sighed quietly.

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"Templar Knight, Garlas Gargantia."

For a moment, Ella didn't even recognize the voice as her own.

After a while, when the person who was called turned around and looked at her, she realized that her mouth was open.

"Hmm...ah, what? Isn't this Miss Diva? Yes, Templar Knight Garlas Gargantia is indeed here."

The man put his hands on his chest as if he was joking.

His expression and movements seemed frivolous, hardly like a Templar.

Ella smiled slightly, her dark eyes blinking.

This man was a Templar Knight named Garlas Gargantia.

He is indeed the best among the Templar Knights, but secretly he is known as the man who is least like a Templar Knight.

Of course, there is a lot of jealousy in this title.

The silver armor that was supposed to make the other party feel majestic seemed a little disproportionate to him.

"Diva or something like that? I'm not someone who should be called that. Yeah, no... Uh, yeah, are you going somewhere dressed like that?"

As Ella spoke, she racked her brain, trying to come up with a reason for calling out to the other person.

Why stop Garlas?

Ella herself didn't know the reason.

Really, I just opened my mouth subconsciously.

After hearing what Ella said, Garlas shrugged and spoke.

That action certainly didn't have the solemnity of a Templar.

"It's nothing serious. But you should understand, Miss Diva."

——After all, you are smart.

Garlas added softly, the expression on his face relaxing slightly.

Seeing that he was still like that, Ella couldn't help but sigh and couldn't help but retreat.

In reality, Ella and Garlas weren't particularly close.

The relationship between the two is just to the extent that they greet each other and chat when they meet. At most, they can only be called acquaintances.

However, in this large cathedral where there were almost no close friends, in a sense, he could be said to be someone who was quite close to Ella.

In short, no matter what, Ella found it difficult to express what she wanted to say.

Garlas is an unpredictable man, but what he says is impeccable.

During this period, the Templars were walking in the corridors of the Cathedral with their equipment in order, their purpose was very obvious.

In other words, we must go and defeat the Herald Cultists.

Oh, really? To defeat the Cult of Heraldry where Murphy is.

Ella narrowed her eyes, and a dark light flickered in her black pupils.

"——I see. Well, then, are we going to Crossmaria in a few days?"

The wind whistled, and Ella made a slightly cold sound.

Garlas shook his head wordlessly, swaying his shoulders.

Then, after looking around, he leaned in close to his face and said.

"No. This is a special order, so please don't spread it... The Cathedral is joining forces with the King of Elves."

That sentence left Ella dumbfounded.

Elf.

When we talk about elves, we should be referring to the residents living in the big forest.

But why would the Cathedral join forces with them?

However, Ella did not have the time to express this doubt.