After my rebirth, Miss Saint turned evil

Even though I have revealed my ugly appearance, I still don't want others to see it.

Moreover, in Eltis's opinion, Murphy rushed to the battlefield while hurting himself.

Talking to him through an apparition was a very despicable act.

She was clearly in a safe place, but in order to satisfy her own anxious emotions, she confided in him who was in danger.

Such a humble act would never be tolerated by Altis due to her dignity.

In fact, until now, Eltis has been gritting his teeth, silently watching the soldiers die and watching Murphy fight without any scruples.

When he was talking to the silver-haired girl, he controlled his emotions and refused to close his eyes.

However, at this moment, this feeling can no longer be calmed down.

Don't try to read other people's minds? Maybe that's right.

Murphy muttered softly at the corner of her mouth.

"That's really harsh, but how can I possibly understand? How can someone like me read other people's minds—"

"—That's very typical of you. You haven't even considered it, have you?"

As if by reflex, Altis interrupted Murphy's wavering and distorted words.

Involuntarily, a feeling bordering on shame emerged in Eltis's heart.

Eltis couldn't help but blush at her own thoughtless, childlike reaction.

However, the emotions that filled my heart and the words that flowed from my throat could no longer be stopped.

"I don't really know you that well. I only know about your time in the tower, but beyond that I know nothing."

Very unwilling.

I also feel aggrieved about this.

That silver-haired swordsman and that black-haired magician must know his unknown side.

This fact alone is enough to burn your throat.

So, even if their agreement with Murphy was broken, she didn't care.

Originally, it should have been like that.

"As for this matter, I can say that you are hopelessly stupid. Are we all untrustworthy? Are we so weak that we can't survive without sacrificing you?"

Phantoms cannot touch objects, so her fingertips couldn't even touch anything.

However, the phantom of Eltis approached, as if trying to lean on the unsteady Murphy.

The fingertips seemed to be gently caressing Murphy's cheek.

Naturally, the fingertips passed through the face, without any real touch.

But Altis understood the emotions that filled her blue eyes.

"I won't argue, Altis—"

"Don't apologize. I'm not the one who should be accepting the apology, fool. This is a bad habit of yours—my knight. Don't do such a worthless thing again."

Eltis understood that Murphy, who finally opened her mouth, was about to say another apology.

So, you won’t be allowed to say those words.

Murphy's hand, which seemed to be resting on the phantom's shoulder, was trembling slightly.

Moreover, no matter how many times he apologized to her, Altis had no intention of forgiving Murphy.

At this moment, she understood everything.

Murphy was a man who, even if he was bound by constraints and agreements, even if he was alone and scarred, he only knew how to move forward as a matter of course.

Naturally, I regard it as my duty, as if it was branded by someone somewhere.

Unforgivable.

I don’t know who it is, and I don’t know where it is.

However, Murphy's consciousness was undoubtedly bound by the foolish spirit of sacrificing himself first.

This has become like instinct.

In order to achieve his goal, he, a humble person, must use his own death. This sentence is engraved deep in his soul.

I don’t know who it is.

I don’t know how they did it.

But it's unforgivable.

But, how does the saying go?

Once you know the reason, the rest is much easier.

If it is a spell that binds Murphy, then just carve the spell from it again.

By then, wouldn't I be able to become his binder?

Murphy once said, let me not escape.

In that case, I will also never let you escape.

First free your bound spirit, then I will bind it.

So, Eltis said it many times.

He mixed the dark feelings that welled up in his heart and used the words one by one as a spell.

"--Very well. Since you insist on going, then order me. I was brought along by you on your way to Lagias, but don't forget. You are walking on the thoughts of not only me and the silver-haired girl, but also the thoughts of others."

The phantom hugged Murphy, and Altis moved her small lips and whispered in his ear.

Let it linger in their mind.

You're not just sacrificing yourself.

At the same time, in order to prevent him from doing stupid things like putting his own sacrifice first.

I have to let him know again and again that I am trampling on other people's thoughts.

Chapter 37 Escape

In the darkness, sparks flew and the sound of iron tearing against iron could be heard.

Even those who cannot see can tell that there is a blazing battlefield in the darkness.

At the same time, there were shouts and cries that could tear one's spirit apart.

Here are two groups of soldiers, each consisting of dozens of people.

The two groups were fighting for control of the underground passage leading to the escape route of the palace.

On one side, there was the revolutionary army of Eltis, determined to defeat the enemy leader.

On the other side, there were the elite soldiers directly under Lagias who were doing their utmost to protect their lord.

The battlefield is a place with such narrow displacement.

Although in this darkness, the magnificence of the battlefield is out of the question.

However, in the eyes of the soldiers, there was an unprecedented enthusiasm and intoxication.

It seemed to be an eloquent declaration that only oneself can change history.

Everyone believed that the outcome of this war would be decided by their own hands.

In the darkness, the figures of the soldiers disappeared one after another, which was enough to prove the misery of this small war.

The quantity is not large.

However, those who seized the momentum of victory were undoubtedly the elite troops loyal to Lagias.

of course.

The soldiers of Eltis were just miscellaneous soldiers who were unable to participate in the front-line battles.

It was obvious that they were unable to deal with the specially selected elite soldiers of Lagias.

However, was it because of the abnormal situation where the enemy leader was right in front of him that it played a role?

The soldiers of the revolutionary army were not just helplessly trying their best.

If you can't replace one for another, then charge towards the enemy soldiers at the cost of your own life.

With the bravery of death warriors, they secretly cleared a path for the soldiers behind them.

The raging momentum made the breathing of Lagias's elite soldiers disordered.

However, Lagias' elite troops would never allow such a ridiculous charge to succeed.

For the sake of the lord behind him, he would not even let the fragments of the blade fly past.

Now, the enemy is just making a last-ditch effort.

Lagias' elite troops were convinced that victory was just around the corner.

There are only a few enemies left in the back.

The cold light of the gun shone, tearing through the darkness.

The head of a soldier serving Eltis flew out.

Only three were left - short screams, and then a strange sound like a chicken's neck being strangled could be heard on the battlefield.

The two elite soldiers felt the touch of weapons breaking through the skull, so they twisted the spears and pulled them out.

Then, the last one—another elite soldier swung his sword and pierced the throat of the last Eltis soldier.

Looking at the spurting blood, the guards of Lagias tasted victory.

As a result, a feeling of security emerged in their hearts.

Despite being taken by surprise, the enemy was still defeated.

I breathed a sigh of relief that I survived the battlefield.

At the same time, he was relieved that he had successfully defended his lord, Finn Lagias.

One of them, with a relaxed mood, pulled the spear from the enemy's throat.

The body in front of him, which was still wielding the sword, suddenly collapsed powerlessly.

That's all, and that's how it should be.

It should be that simple.

However, the last thing he saw was a dark figure crawling out from the shadows of the dead enemy soldiers.

Once again, blood foam splattered in the tunnel.

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Letting out a sigh of relief from his throat, Murphy retracted the sword he had swung with his left hand.

Then, the next moment, Murphy continued to swing his sword, twisting his body as if tearing through the loose air, and cut off the neck of another enemy.

Bright red blood swept through the air.

There are three more behind.

Very good, it has been reduced to this number, so there is still a glimmer of hope that I can continue to live in peace.

Murphy tilted his face and squinted his eyes, observing the wavering expression on the enemy's face, and his body naturally entered a state of combat readiness.

But there's really nothing I can do.

With this sigh, Murphy sighed secretly.

Originally, he wanted to take Lagias's head in the chaos.

Of course, he also knew how difficult it was to achieve this goal.

After all, no matter what, these guards of Sui Ma have undergone brutal training and are undoubtedly elite.

Murphy gripped the sword in his left hand again and gritted his teeth.

The next moment, silver light flashed.