After my rebirth, Miss Saint turned evil

Eltis responded to the voice with a graceful smile.

In the darkness, several pairs of elf eyes were floating, sparkling.

Eltis sorted them while exhaling softly.

Those who have been loyal since their father's generation probably don't have to worry.

Except for a few who claim to be Finn's relatives and have not distanced themselves from him, they should be trustworthy based on their inner loyalty and aversion to Lagias.

The problem then is, those guys at the end of the table.

They have no interest in loyalty and are here only because they lost their positions or were pursued by Lagias's rule.

Such people can only be maintained by interests.

The problem lies in how to win them over completely.

Just follow Murphy's instructions.

Ah, that's so annoying.

"Some of you must still be wondering how you can entrust your life to a little girl like this, right?"

Altis placed his fingers on his chest and stared into the darkness.

She felt like her heart was about to jump out.

Although she is very good at disguising herself, it has been a long time since she acted like this in front of so many people.

After all, she was buried in that tower a long time ago.

Huh, don’t speak in pauses, just like that, take your time.

Eltis exhaled softly, and to make her voice louder, she used her abdomen to push the words out.

As if reciting a poem, she slowly confided her thoughts to the people around her.

As Eltis spoke, some people waved their eyes in bewilderment, while others opened their eyes wide, seeking strength.

The contents varied, but there was no doubt that all the attention in the room was focused on her conversation.

"As expected, there are some among them who want to tell Lagias about this plan and cut off this head. However, I hope that you can at least carefully consider where the odds of victory lie during this meeting."

"How could such a bastard exist... Your Highness the Princess."

The former loyal minister spoke in a nuanced voice, as if giving advice.

This deep voice seemed to be worried about Eltis from the bottom of its heart.

Of course, when a little girl like Eltis said something like that, it was not surprising that many people would be angry at the traitor she was calling.

The elves' patience will not make the anger deep in their hearts disappear, and it will last for a very long time.

This is exactly what Altis, or Murphy, wants.

Because these guys can't accomplish anything without inciting them first.

Eldis moistened her lips slightly, her green eyes gleaming in the darkness.

"...Then let's discuss our plan right away. We'll discuss it for victory, and forcibly remove Lagias from his throne."

Eltis's voice was gentle, as if teasing the ears.

The words miraculously lingered in their ears, slowly seeping into the consciousness of everyone sitting around the table in the darkness.

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The phrase "good at speaking" really lives up to his reputation.

Mattia, sitting at the end of the table, blinked.

I heard that she was an elven princess who was like a jewel in the palm of my hand, so from the beginning, I didn't have any expectations that she would have profound attainments in combat and warfare.

However, what is the actual situation?

Not sure, but to be honest, this result is indeed a bit surprising.

At this meeting, the princess seemed to have foreseen the future from the very beginning and kept throwing out words from her mouth.

How to win and how much honor will come after that.

How the traitor will be disparaged by future generations of bards, and what a loss that will be.

The Elf Princess told these words to everyone over and over again.

Because she was sitting at the last seat, Mattia was very aware of the impact of these words.

Because she saw the shaking eyes of the elves around her.

At first, they couldn't shake off their suspicion.

He wanted to break through the fog and see the situation clearly, and he was always wavering between the princess and Lagias.

But in the end, the enthusiasm in these people's eyes seemed to be incited by the princess's words and was completely ignited.

So that's what they call charisma.

Mattia put her finger on her chin and nodded slightly.

Noble blood creates a centripetal force that attracts everyone's heart.

Very good. I must also master this technique, use words to ignite people's hearts, and then let them take action.

Madia pursed her lips as she listened to the words.

"But, Your Highness, the palace guards are weak, and there are traitors among them. Therefore, we should show our dignity and march proudly through the streets."

One of the elves suddenly called out like this.

The words sounded very pleasant, as if everything would go well as long as one made up one's mind.

Well, it seems that passion got the better of me.

However, these words that sound like whispers in a dream usually disappear quickly in the dream.

Mattia's eyes suddenly turned to the Elf Princess.

So, how will the princess respond?

Just dismissing it sounded like he was afraid of Lagias.

But if you accept it directly, you will be abandoned by those calculating people.

Finn is to the elves what the king is to men, so one must look at the reality before making a response.

However, if we only look at the reality and fail to see the ideal, and give pragmatic answers, people will be disappointed.

People are selfish no matter what.

For a moment, the princess blinked and shook her long ears.

Then, like flowing water, language is woven.

"Sir. I am not acting to erect a monument for my soldiers, but simply to achieve victory. Such a plan would lead to unnecessary sacrifices. At least, I do not want to sacrifice soldiers on my side."

"—Isn't that a bit too idealistic?"

An elf near Madia immediately followed up on those words with a voice.

His voice sounded somewhat like a reproach, and his words seemed to pierce through the princess, trying to peek into her inner world.

Mattia couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

From her own point of view, this princess must succeed.

Because Finn Lagias has now joined forces with the Grand Cathedral, the Church of Heraldry no longer has any room to intervene.

So, if the Church of Heraldry wants to find a path to victory, it can only bring a new Fen to the throne.

If possible, I will try my best to help.

But in this case, the princess can only overcome the difficulties alone.

Because if she can't demonstrate her strength as a leader, her followers won't follow.

After all, in this world, people cannot overcome everything by loyalty alone.

Under the gazes of several pairs of uneasy eyes, the princess seemed to understand everything.

So, as if she were acting out a drama, she responded.

"But, despite this, pursuing ideals is a leader's duty. What? I'm saying that we shouldn't make unnecessary sacrifices. Could it be that you have a wasteful personality?"

He looked half-joking and seemed to be in a state of ease.

The elf who asked the question also smiled, shrugged, and closed his mouth.

The answer may be ordinary, but the attitude is good.

He was also very calm, with a certain certainty hidden in his heart.

That's the attitude a leader should have.

Mattia was sure that she might have learned this etiquette from someone else.

Is he Finn's father, or some other elf?

"Well, there are a few things you need to prepare. First of all—"

The plan was narrated fluently from the princess's mouth.

There are several planned scenarios.

Even Madia's eyes widened at the sight.

This was only the first meeting, but as the leader, she seemed to have already included everything that would happen in the future in her mind.

I heard that she was imprisoned in a tower for a long time.

I see. During this period, he must have been harboring some pretty unbearable emotions.

Gradually, the meeting came to an end and the topics of discussion decreased.

So, seeing that the opportunity would not cause any resentment, Mattia quickly raised her hand.

Although I know that humans should not attract too much attention, there is one thing that needs to be resolved no matter what.

"What's wrong? Honorable human helper—Mattia, let me hear what you have to say."

thank.

Mattia expressed her gratitude loudly, accepting the gazes of those around her.

And so, with her eyes lowered in respect, she wove her words.

"My, no... a distinguished hero of the Cult of Heraldry has disappeared in your country. Do you know him? His name is Murphy—"

"--I have no idea."

The princess interrupted with a firm tone, throwing the answer into the darkness.

Mattia blinked slightly.

After hearing this conversation, the elves around couldn't help but look up and look at her strange expression.

"...My apologies. However, I know nothing about humans other than you. If I hear that name, I promise to tell you."

As she spoke, the princess's expression had returned to calm. She smiled slightly and her voice sounded gentle.

Mattia nodded and narrowed her eyes while thanking him.

—I see, you're happily doing bad things like a lazy person, right? I see, Murphy, that's not bad.

Emotions surged, murmurs murmured in Madia's heart.

Chapter 19 Temporary Master and Slave

"I did everything you asked. I'm so annoyed that you have to do it for me."

For some reason, Eltis pouted her lips, her chin resting on her hand as she spoke.

Just looking at her like this, it's hard to tell that this is the behavior of a princess.

How many days have you been here?

Looking at the sunlight coming in from outside, Murphy couldn't help but have such questions in his mind.

He didn't know the answer because he couldn't even count the number of days he had been in a coma.