After my rebirth, Miss Saint turned evil

Murphy couldn't help but press down her bangs with her hands and began to reflect.

"It's too late to regret now. Even if you don't want to get involved, I will drag you in. No, since you won't give up, then this is the only way."

Altis's words echoed strangely in Murphy's ears, and he couldn't help swallowing.

Sure enough, I just did something stupid.

Human beings are creatures that can easily break even the decisions they make with their own hands.

Come to think of it, the last time a person faced someone alone seemed like a long time ago.

I always feel like there are too many people around me recently, and the current situation is actually more suitable for me.

"I'm not sure whether to call you Princess or Eldis. Right now, I just want to hear what you plan to do and what exactly happened that has you staying in this place."

The female elf named Valiana had already left the room and took action to fulfill the wish of her master, Eltis.

Murphy changed to a cross-legged position and sat on the bed.

"I don't know where to begin. But, it's probably a common thing, I guess. I heard it happens all the time in human countries. I hate it."

So that's how it is. It does happen quite often. It must be like that.

Once upon a time, there was a great Elf King who was kind, loving, and highly respected. Human kings could not even compare to him.

Even the most evil villains in that era had to hide their identities and keep their tails between their legs.

That is truly wonderful, and his rule will surely be praised by future generations.

The problem is that the lifespan of the so-called elves is beyond human estimation.

The king's reign lasted for hundreds of years.

In this way, everyone will get tired of this era.

Things that you would not have felt dissatisfied about before will gradually become more and more dissatisfying.

A small matter can slowly turn into a big hole.

The problem is that the king is too good.

No one knows how the original elven throne should be handed over, and it doesn't matter. Those who are dissatisfied just hope that he can abdicate as soon as possible.

People with ulterior motives can no longer wait after hundreds of years.

So they brought up other suitable candidates.

That is, the king's younger brother.

That is, Eltis' uncle - Finn Lagias.

That was also the king who ruled the kingdom of elves in the past.

In other words, this point has not changed at all, and this era is also following the same path.

It's indeed an interesting story.

Whether human or elf, everyone is tormented by emotions, yet they still have to make the same choices over and over again.

History is woven in the tide of time.

And so, there was no exception this time.

The previous king, who was known as a tyrant, was overthrown and a new era of rule began.

Originally, the new rule should have begun without delay.

Whether it is good or bad.

However, a new problem then arose.

That is the orphan of the previous king - the elven princess, Eldis.

She is a being favored by the incarnation of nature.

That was indeed the case. Murphy vaguely remembered the scene when she appeared before her eyes.

Compared to other elves, Altis is obviously different.

Killing someone favored by the incarnation of nature is considered taboo. Perhaps this is a value unique to elves, even if that person is the daughter of a "tyrant."

So, she was imprisoned in the tower and remained there until she developed mental or physical problems.

Only then would they have a reason to take her life.

Come to think of it, the reason Eltis was allowed to leave the tower during her previous journey was probably because she had gone mad.

At least in previous journeys, Murphy had not been able to have a real conversation with Eltis like she was doing now.

Although they spoke the same language, they couldn't understand each other, and he still had this impression of her.

Sure enough, that's because these things have happened before, the same old story.

Although Murphy had guessed long ago that this would not be a good story, he had no means to know these things before.

All this is just past history.

"So, that so-called incident can overturn this rotten situation?"

The current situation is not good at all for Murphy.

The Elf Princess was definitely imprisoned in the tower until she went mad.

As for Murphy, everything will end when Garcia's soldiers arrive.

As for Filia and the others, their whereabouts are unknown now.

The hourglass of life is now dropping sand non-stop.

In this case, it is necessary to turn it over somewhere.

Ah, isn't this a specialty? People without talent or strength can only keep looking for ways to turn the chessboard over.

"There are a few people in Gasalia who support me. Like Valiana just now, they are children who are loyal to me. Of course, there are also people who are motivated by their own interests."

This is indeed no different from humans.

Profits and losses, loyalists and apostates.

The so-called world is made up of these creatures mixed together like chaos, and even the elves' palace will not change.

"The key is that we must work with them to turn this Hanging Garden upside down. Just like Finn's uncle, Lagiers, is doing now."

Altis only said a few words, but even though they were just a few, Murphy could still feel that her emotions were wavering.

Because the pair of blue eyes that had been drifting and elusive like the wind until now have now become bright and vivid.

It's like taking something that was once thrown away and then picking it up again with your hands.

"In order to turn that end over, I'll let you hold on tight. Not bad, fellow inmate, so you and I are accomplices. Since you haven't given up yet, why not join forces with me?"

Chapter 14 Puppet (3000 words)

Murphy listened slowly to the connection between Altis' words.

How to deploy military forces; after escaping from prison, which route is best to reach the palace; which elves will stand on your side.

Altis finished speaking without hesitation.

Murphy noticed that, according to what she had been rejecting, that should have been an impossible situation.

But just now, when she was talking about these plans, she was surprisingly fluent.

I'm afraid that although she has always rejected this battle plan, somewhere deep in her heart she has been holding on to it.

No matter how many times, I hold on tightly and never let go.

Then, before going to bed at night and after getting up in the morning, there would always be a sudden moment when she would dream of burning down the palace and chopping off the head of her father's murderer.

At this moment, Eltis's cheeks were slightly flushed, and it could be seen that her exquisitely carved face looked very excited.

There's even an indescribable childishness to this expression.

"How is it? Not bad, right? I believe this path is the one that can make everyone happy. Will you join in, Murphy?"

Of course, this is not only a question, but also a request for consent.

But seriously, this princess, stop joking.

"—Regretfully, I refuse. My princess, who grew up in a greenhouse, this is nothing more than a pleasant fantasy. I cannot entrust my life to you. As I said before, I have no intention of dying at all."

After saying this, Murphy closed his mouth and his expression was a little uncertain.

The lips that were supposed to be concealed by calmness became twisted, and the corners of the eyes trembled.

If you don't try to control your knees, your legs will probably start shaking wildly out of fear.

But, ah, it's said, it's said.

Murphy didn't know what the consequences of saying these words would be.

But he had to say it now, otherwise it wouldn't work.

Murphy knew that if she succumbed to her words, her future would only be looked down upon by those eyes, and nothing would change.

My own spirit is also imprisoned wherever I go, just as it was in the past.

And, as I just said, there is no intention to participate in such a crude plan.

There was a moment of blankness in the room.

There was no sound, very quiet.

But there is no doubt that this is the calm before the storm.

Murphy forced herself to adjust her expression and slowly raised her head.

Then he saw the blue eyes of Eltis.

Those eyes.

Yes, it was those eyes, revealing a light that frightened him.

The already wide eyes were now opened to the maximum extent, and there was only indignation in the emerald pupils.

It wasn't because Murphy said anything wrong, but she was just very anxious about his resistance.

The anxiety emanating from his body can be easily noticed even by looking at him.

It was not until then that Murphy was convinced that if it were the previous Eltis, he would probably have died in this tower long ago.

What suppressed her now was the reserve of a noble person and the rationality cultivated over a long period of time.

That is one's lifeline, the thin thread that sustains life.

very scary.

It's so scary.

What kind of tightrope do I have to cross?

"What?... So, were you lying when you said you wouldn't give up?"

Eltis's sharp words pierced through the space.

The edge of the voice trembled slightly, as if shaken by emotions.

"I hate it. That's why I hate people who make irresponsible remarks. In the final analysis, they just say all that nonsense for their own vanity—"

The anger had passed, and at some point, a mocking look appeared on her face.

As if to laugh off the insect chirping, her voice changed, and her eyes gleamed with a mixture of mockery and relief.

Murphy's tongue seemed numb and couldn't move at all, and sweat flowed down his neck like a waterfall.

Now, he understood why such problems occurred in his body.

The thorn in his heart left by the other party in the past frightened him directly by the other party's words.

But he knew very well that it couldn't end like this.

That would be terrible, then there would be nothing we could do.

But what is going on?

I clearly knew the reason and the consequences, but after being stared at by those eyes, my body and mind were still unable to move.

"In the end, you're the same, too. Cowardly and incapable of doing anything. I heard you were somewhat famous, but I wonder how lucky you are to have made it this far. It seems that your companions and enemies—"