After my rebirth, Miss Saint turned evil

Murphy covered her ears, but the huge volume still impacted the depths of her brain.

That was the cry of the giant ape.

The surrounding wild beasts have already fled. After all, those who did not escape or could not escape have probably died long ago.

The scream, like the dying cry of a chicken with its neck strangled, came from the huge cavity in the abdomen of the beast that looked like a giant ape.

It's really hard to call that thing a living thing.

That's why it's called a monster.

The voice was threatening.

——If you want to escape, then escape.

Close to this meaning.

But there is no doubt that whether he escapes or not, it makes no difference to the monster.

Because enjoying the hunting process itself is one of its instinctive habits.

Moreover, if there is no other way to bypass it smoothly, then we can only force our way through the area occupied by that guy.

Then, now, whether to escape or face it, there is still some time to prepare.

"...So, Murphy, can we attack now? This big mouth...ah, I'm a little hungry. If my stomach really wants to eat something, there's nothing I can do. I think a simple barbecue might be good. How about it?"

Frodo muttered to herself as she concentrated terrifying magical power into her fingertips.

Looking at his deeply furrowed brows, he must have been woken up by the giant ape's roar just now.

Frodo is very grumpy when she wakes up, and Murphy had experienced this when she lived in the slums.

His black pupils shrank into needle points, as if ready to project all the magic vortex gathered between his fingers onto the giant ape at any time.

Oh my, my mood when I wake up is really bad. Can't I change it a little bit?

"Hey, wait a minute. This is too much for a weak magician like you. In that case, it's better for the two of us to do it, right? Hey, Murphy, just like before, we can do it together, ok?"

Filia told Frodo this with a somewhat proud look on her face, but there was also a hint of sarcasm in her words.

By the way...like before, does it mean defeating that giant monster called the Thousand-legged Lord?

But, wasn't it Tresarath who fought alongside you? She hardly ever participated here.

Murphy could feel that after Filia finished speaking, Frodo's murderous intent and magic seemed to be directed towards Filia for a moment.

However, as if she didn't care at all, Filia shook her shoulders, turned her head and winked at Murphy.

For a moment, Murphy felt as if her heart was beating faster.

Only recently did he begin to realize that the current situation seemed a little strange.

Needless to say, Filia had already explained it before.

But now, even Frodo seems to be like this.

In fact, Murphy also had some guesses about the current situation.

As mentioned before, Filia seems to have an unusual obsession with Murphy.

And Frodo also showed some special feelings, as if she had a strong dependence on Murphy.

Maybe it was because they began to develop some shy feelings for Murphy. If that was the case, then it would make some sense.

Sure enough, if you think about it carefully, you will know that this should be the correct answer without a doubt.

Then, when Murphy learned that the emotions of these two people were poured into her, there was no doubt that a feeling of joy from the bottom of her heart arose in her heart.

But he knew he shouldn't be happy.

Although he had made an agreement with Ella, when he bore the feelings of both of them in this body, the emotions deep in his heart still wavered a little.

...Just like a clown.

But even so, my heart is still rejoicing at the outpouring of emotion.

The same thing happened when Feliya grabbed her throat and threatened her, and when Frodo asked her to praise her.

Although he knew it was stupid, he did feel happy about their feelings that were almost love.

How stupid.

How ordinary people.

Having said that, Frodo's dependent behavior sometimes even reminds people of Candice.

I just don’t know whether it was Candice who influenced Frodo, or it was Frodo’s own fault.

If it's the first case, that's great. The progress in recovering Candice's memory seems to be going quite smoothly.

So, ever since the capture of the Free City was finished, Frodo seemed to often stare at herself in a daze.

...I hope I'm not mistaken.

For Murphy, this is undoubtedly a good thing, because it means that Candice's memory is probably gradually awakening, and all the things he has done before are worth it.

...But if that's the case, what will happen to Frodo then?

Will he disappear from that body directly, or will he coexist with Candice?

The moment this question appeared in Murphy's mind, he was stunned.

Why did such thoughts arise in my mind? What happened to Frodo had nothing to do with me, right?

Whether it disappears completely or survives, it has nothing to do with me.

No...it's not that it doesn't matter, but wasn't my original purpose to get Candice back?

As long as this result is achieved, that's all that matters, right? There's no need to worry about anything else.

Murphy knew that she couldn't figure out the reason for a while, and could only think that after traveling with Frodo for a while, she developed some reluctance to part with her friend.

Since we are friends, it is normal to have such questions in our minds.

In addition, Murphy also felt that something was wrong recently.

Had he ever really seen Filia's strong obsession that seemed to burn others to ashes, and Frodo or Candice's dependence that seemed to make them willing to sink into the deep sea together with the other party?

There should be none.

At least, I have never seen such a figure when I traveled before.

If that's the case, did I step on the wrong board?

Then, after just one wrong step, all the other wooden boards disappeared?

Suddenly, this thought came to Murphy's mind.

Sure enough, it’s still too ridiculous.

But even so, there is no need to think too much now. Just force yourself to take the next step forward and then take it one step at a time.

Then, as if to put aside those messy thoughts, Murphy shook his head gently and spoke to Mattia who was standing outside the carriage.

Chapter 6 Trust

"Lady Saint, please treat that fellow to some wine or something. Maybe once he's drunk enough and in a better mood, he'll let us go."

Murphy spoke in a light-hearted tone, pointing to the wine in the carriage.

It was brought from Crossmaria, and was originally intended as a gift for the Elf King.

Wine in unopened barrels is the finest wine that has not yet developed any sourness.[1]

If you get the chance, be sure to drink it.

However, I really don't know how to describe Mattia's reaction after hearing what Murphy said.

Her eyebrows drooped and her cheeks trembled slightly and flushed.

"—I originally had some tender feelings for you, but I was wrong! You're a hopeless idiot! If you had the time to talk nonsense, you might as well...!"

For a moment, Murphy was aware of her own feelings, as if they were twisting and crawling up from her heels.

He spread out his palms and expressed his feelings like that, sweat seeping slightly from his forehead.

I really didn't expect that the saint would be such a person who couldn't understand jokes.

So it seems like there's always something wrong with the way I look at people.

I had thought she would respond coldly to such a frivolous joke.

However, it seemed to be completely contrary to her calculations, the saint was the type who liked to express her feelings.

"I see. I'm sorry, but I wasn't joking. Give it wine. That's the best way."

After Madea slowly calmed down, Murphy put away her outstretched hands.

In order to make it easier to understand, he carefully considered each word and slowly worked out what he was about to say.

"That giant monkey with a mouth on its belly has strange desires, even among monsters. When attacking humans, it imitates their hunting behavior, and it also likes human hobbies. So, what it desperately desires is—"

"—wine?"

Frodo opened her black eyes wide and continued the conversation in surprise.

For someone with such a scholarly personality, the answer Murphy gave should be enough to arouse her curiosity.

After all, it was easy to tell from her expression that she was filled with questions, probably wanting to ask Murphy, "Why do you know that?"

"No matter how you think about it, it should be a monster that has never been discovered. How do you know such a thing? Hmm?"

Everything was just as Murphy thought, so Frodo asked directly about the doubts in her heart.

Then, it is indeed reasonable for her to have doubts.

After all, when it comes to unknown things, if you want to convince the listeners, you should at least provide some solid evidence.

So now, I can neither just brush it off like I did when I explained the magic insects to Filia, nor can I just pat my butt and leave it in the wilderness like I did when I explained the Lord of the Thousand Legs to Theresalat.

Naturally, suspicion also appeared in Mattia's eyes.

Not good... Murphy couldn't help but feel anxious, and sweat began to seep out of his forehead.

He couldn't think of any way to avoid these questions in a short time.

However, if they cannot be persuaded and the troops begin to fight the giant apes, there will definitely be casualties.

Maybe it was the guarding knights, or maybe it was himself.

But they are all smart women, and you can't just fool them with words.

Moreover, Murphy no longer wanted to deceive those who had shared life and death with him.

How should I put it? How should I explain it?

Then, just as Murphy's tongue was swirling in his mouth out of anxiety and confusion, a voice that sounded slightly strong sounded in his ears.

"It doesn't matter if they don't believe me - Murphy, I always believe that you are right."

She seemed very proud today, her silver hair tied into a bun swaying back and forth as she breathed out towards Murphy while speaking.

Filia's words seemed to tease his earlobe.

"I don't have any basis for this. He always seemed to know the habits of new magical beasts. And, even now, I've never doubted his words. So, what about you, Miss Magician?"

Filia narrowed her silver eyes and stared at Frodo while speaking.

Murphy always felt that this was a very malicious question.

And then, as expected, I felt like something was wrong.

Frodo pouted and opened her black eyes wide to respond to Filia, then stared straight at Murphy.

What? We haven't done anything here.

Yeah, nothing was done.

Frodo didn't give Murphy any room to explain and spoke directly, her voice full of emotion.

"...Okay, yes, very good. Okay. I understand. I believe it... But, you must explain it to me next time, Murphy!"

Frodo said as liquid accumulated around her black pupils.

Murphy opened her eyes wide in surprise, then raised her shoulders and nodded vigorously.

She admitted defeat. This woman named Frodo seemed really strange to have such drastic mood swings.