After my rebirth, Miss Saint turned evil

Murphy sighed, then tried to concentrate and looked over.

Then, he couldn't help but blink, and his vision shook a few times.

They were a group of menaces wearing silver armor.

With obvious hostility and murderous steps, mixed with ferocious roars, the group was indeed moving towards this side.

Murphy had experienced that kind of hostility once before.

That murderous aura was once directed at him.

That's right, that was the army that Murphy had seen when he entered the country, Gasalia.

The commander of this unit has not changed.

His eyes were firm and he was full of confidence.

Valiana's figure was right there.

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A light flashed in Valianna's eyes, and her steps forward were filled with madness as if she was seeking a battlefield.

Amidst the intertwined shouts of the enemy and our side, a line of silver and black light appeared.

The collision of the weapons made a huge noise.

Unexpectedly, his arms were under tremendous pressure.

This wasn't the first time he faced this Heraldry hero who called himself Murphy.

However, this was the first time that swords were drawn against each other.

It was very difficult for Valiana to express her feelings for him.

Unknowingly trying to please Her Royal Highness's heart, hatred.

as well as.

Thank you for giving Her Royal Highness the courage to open her heart.

This is really hard to describe.

So, I have never had a formal conversation with him.

Valianna readjusted her distance and swung the silver sword at Murphy's flank.

Of course, he was blocked by the black light again.

So, Valianna quickly withdrew her wrist and slashed at the opponent's knees, shoulders, wrists and other parts again.

But these slashes were blocked by the black light.

However, Valianna knew very well that although she had not yet inflicted a direct blow to his body, it was only a matter of time.

You can tell by the vibration of his shoulders; you can know by the shaking of his knees.

He no longer had the strength to attack here.

At best, one can only swing the weapon with weak movements.

A few rounds, just a few more rounds, and the winner will be decided.

Valianna sensed this with her warrior instincts.

Every time the swords clashed, his, Murphy's vision would pierce through him.

That is the human sight.

Human sight, seething with emotion.

There are actually very few changes in ourselves that we can notice.

Therefore, we can only understand this change from the perspective of others.

Sometimes it is love, sometimes it is slander, and sometimes it is hatred.

The same applies to the sight of the humans before us.

That is, looking into the eyes of a traitor.

Yes, they should call me a traitor.

You can spit and curse at the same time.

Those who write history in later generations should just write down everything in detail.

It doesn't matter, it's up to you, Valianna pursed her lips.

And one more round.

Murphy's shoulder was slightly scratched by the silver sword, but he still forced the weapon away.

Valianna could feel his knees shaking, and her eyes widened as if trying to see through her opponent's weakness.

Our own troops were ordered to standby as an emergency response.

During this period, subordinates were also collecting battlefield intelligence and reluctantly serving as messengers for others.

Therefore, although far away from the battlefield, I still understood it.

The princess's flag had lost its color and was almost falling.

As a result, this war not only brought the princess the stigma of failure, but even took her life.

Valianna could not be said to be someone who had a thorough understanding of the battlefield. She was very clear that the extent of her knowledge was only a small part of the battlefield.

Because of this, she understood what she could do in this situation.

Even if he and his troops turned against Lagias here and now and pointed their fangs at his gut, what effect would it have?

unpredictable.

However, under such unfavorable circumstances, that probably doesn't make any sense.

This is worse than anything else and can be said to be the worst possible scenario.

Then, one must grab the better option if available.

It's not for myself, it's all to save the princess.

Within the limited actions that a loyal minister can take, even if it means your hands and feet are worn out, you must grasp that goal.

Yes, at that moment, a voice like divine help came into the ears of the confused Valiana.

It was none other than the dry, haggard voice that had driven the princess into despair.

"Valiana... I know that in your heart, you still hold your old loyalty very dear."

Those words piled up in front of Valianna as if it were natural.

So that's it, everything is clear.

All this time, I was just dancing in Lagias's palm.

For a moment, Valianna felt something unpleasant slide across her tongue.

Oh, if only I could chop Finn's head off.

However, it doesn’t work.

Valianna could hear the faint jingling of the swords of the guards in front and behind her.

She knew that if she dared to move now, her neck would be cut off immediately, her head would be separated from her torso, and her cheek would be pressed against the ground.

"Gaining honor through loyalty and righteousness is a good thing. However, the path to fame is too narrow."

At first, Valianna didn't understand what the words that came out of the old elf's mouth meant.

What exactly does he want to convey?

If they wanted to label me a traitor, they should have done it long ago.

However, in Valianna's eyes, the face covered with wrinkles like scratches kept swaying.

"I really admire your abilities, Valiana. How about selling me your soul?"

Words that incite betrayal.

To put it bluntly, those words disrespected Valianna's loyalty.

However, faced with these words, Valianna remained calm.

In the interval of hesitation, the lips took the opportunity to make a sound.

"Fin Lagias. It's a shame that your praise falls on such an untalented person."

"However, my loyalty to Her Majesty the Princess will not waver, even in the presence of the Great Spirit. If you desire this life, I will offer it to you with both hands."

——But the loyalty of this soul will never change.

Valiana stood up and stared into Lagias's eyes as she said this.

I wouldn't feel any pity even if this were the last words I said in this life.

Loyalty and fidelity.

Valianna never considered giving up these things.

I have survived with these in my heart since I was a child.

This body has nothing.

Apart from this, this life is of no use.

However, Lagiers's reaction was completely different from what Valianna had imagined.

Not excited, nor depressed, but calmly accepting, as if to comfort her.

"Okay, that's fine. I think that's the most important thing, but isn't loyalty meant to save the lord?"

Valianna seemed to hear the beating of her own heart.

Because, it seemed as if I understood what the old elf in front of me wanted me to do.

"As I said, the path to fame is too narrow and too difficult. Therefore, sometimes I have to choose a path that will smear myself with mud, but will protect my lord."

"Then go ahead, Valiana. If you can be active on the front lines, you can save the princess. I promise."

The words that pierced her ears tightly bound Valiana's soul, causing it to pierce like a thorn even at the cost of her own life.

One more round.

Maybe there is still some strength left in his body.

Murphy's body trembled as if it had lost the restraints of a hoop, and the black light in his hand flickered, trying to protect his body.

But, it all comes to an end.

Valianna delivered a final blow, one that was no longer intended to disrupt the enemy's attack.

It was undoubtedly an upper slash designed to cut it in two.

The silver light turned into a line, cutting through the space.

Call me a traitor all you want, call me a betrayer all you want.

This is the only way I can show my loyalty.

At this last moment, a hint of hesitation flashed across Valianna's eyes.

So she blinked.

--throat

The black light that had been protecting Murphy as a shield finally couldn't withstand the approaching impact and was bounced away.

There was nothing left to protect him.

As long as his troops attack with all their might, there will be no army in this country that can compete with them.

If we kill Murphy here and tear the frontline troops apart like silk, the war will be over.

Your Highness, how would you view your behavior?

This was the only thing on Valiana's mind at the last moment.

And it was precisely because of this that she hesitated for a moment at the voice ringing in her ears.