After my rebirth, Miss Saint turned evil

Madia raised her eyebrows slightly and rubbed her eyes.

Before he knew it, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.

Only then did she realize that her eyes were already a little wet.

It seems that it is because I have been looking at the parchment for a long time.

Mattia realized the reason, and then she changed her mind and found that the sky she saw from the window was now beginning to turn white.

It seemed that before long the night would disappear, and the time that could be called morning would arrive.

Although it is already early morning, we still have to get on with our work.

But at least now, I should take the opportunity to sleep for a few hours.

Madia draped her coat over a chair and yawned.

But in a flash, she swallowed it back.

No, even if no one saw it, you can't be so rude.

As a saint, I cannot do such a thing.

Although it was a small matter, Mattia would never yawn normally.

It seems that I have relaxed myself too much.

Thinking of this, Mattia patted her face lightly.

She carefully opened the window, took a breath of cold air, and her mind became a little clearer.

It began to get brighter outside, and the elves' streets became wider.

The Sky Garden of Gasalia was once an ally of the Church of Heraldry, but now it is an elven kingdom affiliated with the Cathedral.

The Heraldry Cult and others led by Madia penetrated deep into the heart of the country without knowing it.

As a result, Murphy disappeared, and most of the Herald Cultists, including her, almost lost their lives and could only hide in the mansion of those elves who assisted them.

Hide, as the word means, no one from the Heraldry Cult can leave this hall.

After all, the elves' postures are very different from humans.

Having finally escaped from the hands of the Elf King Finn Lagias, going out now would be like walking into a trap.

Therefore, the house arrest will continue at least until things change.

Therefore, all Mattia could do was to meet with the elf assistant or browse the prepared materials.

In a sense, there is plenty of time.

But even so, Mattia didn't have the heart to sleep here leisurely from morning to night.

Because if you do this, you will definitely feel regretful later, thinking, "I should have tried harder."

So, at least in order to eliminate this regret, we must do everything we can now.

Mattia is such a person.

However, at this moment, her heart was naturally filled with anxiety.

As if moved by the emotions emerging from her body, Mattia's lips twisted slightly.

Will things really change? If so, when?

Seeking help from others, the elves not only have a longer lifespan than humans, but are also more patient.

A month, no, not even a year, is nothing to them.

But for humans, the situation is different.

In just one month, the situation can change dramatically.

As for a year, even the throne may change.

So even if it's just one day in the morning, he hopes that things will change, and that's what he really wants.

Not only for the Heraldry, but also for them.

In order to find out the whereabouts of Murphy, Filia Reinhardt keeps staging a farce of escape, and Vlado Volgograd has been waiting at the door for Murphy's return.

Others were also exhausted because of this.

They were both reaching their limits of patience, so Mattia didn't know how much longer she could hold them back.

The situation is obviously very bad now, but I have to take a rest. It's really troublesome.

When Mattia lay in bed and finally closed her heavy eyelids, the voice rang out.

It was a gentle knock on the door, like touching a wooden door panel.

An idea popped up in Mattia's mind.

Ah, here we go again.

Maybe it's just a report like any other, but if it's an emergency, it can't be ignored.

After pulling herself up from her bed and tidying up her appearance, Mattia asked with her eyebrows as heavy as a rock furrowed.

"what's up?"

"I'm sorry to bother you so early. It's about your order, Mr. Murphy."

Oh, Madea's eyes widened.

She had originally thought it was a report of Filia Reinhardt escaping, or Frodo Volgograd fainting.

After all, these are the reports we've been seeing lately.

So she put on her coat again and opened the door.

Then close your eyes and adjust your breathing slightly.

You should not behave rudely in front of others.

You must put your own expression on the mask of the saint.

Only in this way can I be the Saint of the Church of Heraldry.

The crest on the door instructed the soldiers to kneel on the ground and keep their heads bowed.

Then he raised his head slightly and said.

"Thanks to the generous assistance of elves from all over, we bribed a Gasalia guard. As Lady Madia said, there is indeed a human imprisoned in the tower."

The guard then added, "Elves are not good at distinguishing human appearances, so it is not clear whether it is Mr. Murphy."

After saying this, the soldier placed his fist on the ground.

With eyes wide open, Mattia seemed to hear a sound coming from her throat.

She raised her hand slightly, pretending to be calm, told the soldiers that they had worked hard, and then ordered them to leave.

Mattia couldn't help but feel that her originally heavy eyelids seemed to be much lighter now.

At the same time, the thought "As expected" came to her mind.

At that time, when the elf princess heard Murphy's name, she behaved strangely without considering the situation.

Obviously, that was the action of someone who knew this person.

So is Murphy imprisoned in that tower like her?

Of course, this is just pure speculation and not something that can be confirmed with certainty.

However, there is a lot of circumstantial evidence.

——Maybe Murphy is still alive, imprisoned in the tower. Moreover, he is very close to the Elf Princess.

Mattia retreated back into the room, closed the door, and sighed deeply from the bottom of her heart.

It was a liberating feeling, no doubt about it.

Ah, Murphy is such a person who only makes people worry and makes people's hearts a mess.

Naturally, I felt my tightened heart relax.

Thinking of this, Mattia's expression became stiff as she sat down gently on the bed.

——It’s strange, why do I have to be happy and sad about Murphy’s life and death?

Mattia's fair face flushed slightly, and her shoulders began to move as if bouncing.

No matter how you think about it, it's strange.

As far as I am concerned, the life or death of Murphy should not have much impact.

It is better to say that it is only useful when it is dead.

Of course, he was still alive and could maintain his relationship with Filia and Frodo, which in itself was a very happy thing.

Even so, there is no reason for your emotions to be at the mercy of his life and death.

After a few seconds, Mattia bit her lip unconsciously, and a strange emotion that was neither anxiety nor annoyance surged in her mind.

No matter how you think about it, that's a thought a saint shouldn't have.

This sentiment runs counter to the Heraldry's philosophy of advocating calculation and rationality.

All these emotions are mixed together, and in the end there is only one answer.

unwilling.

Great humiliation.

Mattia shook off her sleepiness and closed her eyes with gritted teeth.

Why should I let my feelings be toyed with by a mere adventurer who has only a few achievements at most?

Why does it have to make people so distressed?

I can't figure it out no matter how hard I try.

Maybe, after this secret meeting with the princess, he found out where Murphy was, which was actually the result of his behind-the-scenes matchmaking.

No, it's very likely.

Although I haven't spent much time with him, he has already achieved many accomplishments as an adventurer.

Therefore, he must have a bad character.

A capable person, whether good or evil, must have another side that cannot be revealed.

In other words, this time, he was completely controlled by Murphy.

Mattia felt something indescribable emerging around her internal organs.

Because of his absence, it seemed as if the hoop was lost, and they took great pains to keep Filia and Frodo together.

But he himself didn't want to contact them at all, and just watched leisurely in the tower.

This time, Mattia's thoughts were also mixed with speculation.

Maybe even false thoughts are mixed in.

This is a sentiment that a saint should take as a warning.

However, but.

Only now, I just want to commit myself to this feeling called humiliation.

Madia opened her clear eyes and summoned the soldiers.

Perhaps because he was waiting nearby, a soldier appeared in front of her not long after.

Mattia said, her lively red lips slightly parted.

"—Summon the two guests, Filia Reinhard and Vlado Volgograd. Especially Filia, get there as soon as possible before she makes another escape attempt."

The soldier nodded his head quickly in agreement and set off in a dashing manner.

To the soldiers of the Heraldry Church, Madia's words were like the will of the gods.

No one questioned it, and no one resisted.

Then, Mattia added.

"Tell them that we've found out where that bastard is. That way, both of them can understand."