After my rebirth, Miss Saint turned evil

Ella was grateful to Vistalinu from the bottom of her heart, because thanks to her, she was able to get back on her feet.

That's right, it was because of Vistalinu that Ella was able to open up a new path.

Although it was silly, Ella was always worried about being betrayed by her childhood sweetheart Murphy.

Although he said that he would come to the cathedral to greet her sooner or later, he still joined the Church of Heraldry, became her enemy, and held another woman's hand.

Unacceptable and intolerable.

Just thinking about this fact would make my chest feel like it was being cut into pieces, and it seemed like something black was crawling up from deep within my internal organs.

Finally, even the corners of my eyes naturally became warm.

All of this is my own fault.

But now, I understand the reason for his betrayal, and I feel at peace.

Why did Murphy betray me? I have been avoiding this question all along, unwilling to find the answer.

No matter what he wants to do, and whatever is happening now, it is actually his freedom.

But I forced my doubts into my heart and convinced myself.

Really, there should be a limit to being useless.

If I continue like this, nothing will be solved.

But now, Ella completely understood the reason why Murphy let go of her hand.

——In other words, he had never given Murphy redemption.

Although Murphy redeemed himself in the cathedral, he was unable to redeem Murphy.

Murphy must have felt heart-wrenching pain and experienced unbearable hardship, but I was unable to save him from it.

That's why Murphy is now in the Church of Heraldry and regards such a place as his support.

I am so pathetic.

I was so useless for not asking him "why" because I was suspicious at that time.

In other words, isn't all of this a result of one's own incompetence and imagination?

Isn't the pain you feel all your own fault?

Then, the next step is easy.

The measures to be taken have already been decided; it is a very simple matter indeed.

——Just get rid of all of Murphy’s reliance and let me be his only salvation.

Murphy is just an ordinary human being. Because we have been together since childhood, we can understand that he has a weak and fragile side.

Therefore, there must be times when he wants to rely on something, and there must be times when he wants to reach out to something.

It doesn't matter, this is what should be done and it is natural.

However, at that moment, perhaps he would make the mistake of looking to something other than me for help.

In that case, no.

Because that would be a great misfortune and disaster for Murphy.

In other words, he made the wrong choice.

Just like now, isn't it because he chose the wrong reliance on the Church of Heraldry that he bears the stigma of a great sinner?

Ella's chest felt very refreshed, the sticky feelings disappeared without a trace, leaving only one certainty.

Murphy, I will definitely take everything from you.

Heraldry, the guild, social status, everything, all taken away.

So, when I am the only one left by your side, I will be happy to hold that hand.

To you who pray for salvation, I will give you salvation to the fullest extent.

Yes, it's okay.

So, please wait a moment, Murphy.

I'm sorry that I put you in trouble because of my incompetence.

But, in the end, I will definitely give you more salvation.

In the darkness, neither Vistalinu nor anyone else could see Ella's expression.

However, at this moment, what appeared on her face was a gorgeous and moving smile that no one had ever seen before.

Chapter 33: The Predator's Sigh

"...How is Vistalinu doing now?"

There was no doubt that Mordo Gon's voice was filled with sorrow. It was the first time that Tolga, his follower, saw his master like this.

Therefore, his throat was choked for a moment, and finally it was combined into a sentence.

"Yes. I'm with Saint Ella right now. I think I'll calm down by night."

Mordo knew very well that these words were nothing more than speculations containing wishes.

Although she is already a candidate for the Saint, the girl named Ella is still too young.

Although there is an old saying that only time can heal the pain of the soul.

But for Mordo as a father, he still hopes that Ella can become a panacea for his daughter.

An exaggerated sigh escaped Mordo's mouth, along with his sorrow.

And before that, all the gaffes he had done in front of his daughter Vistalinu were poured into this sigh.

For a moment, Mordo's eyes closed as if he was thinking.

When he opened his eyes again, there was no trace of sadness or worry in them.

Instead, she was wondering who had provided her daughter with the information and who had brought the name Bruda Gallia to this city.

One of Mordo's strengths is the lack of unnecessary emotion in his consciousness.

During his mercenary days, when he was struggling on the edge of the battlefield, half of his body was integrated into the battlefield itself.

After all, if you feel inexplicably sad or your emotions waver there, death can easily come to you.

Moldo had witnessed several outstanding people who were unable to understand their own inner emotions and lost their lives without realizing it.

Thus, Mordo acquired a skill from his days on the battlefield: the skill of separating from thought all emotions except those that were necessary, that is, except his own desires.

At the beginning, Mordo was still intentionally carrying out this activity.

But gradually, it became his subconscious behavior.

But now, no matter how much he was tormented by the heavy emotions, Mordo could just let them go with a sigh.

In this way, he can see his desires clearly and know what he really needs.

In any case, there are some things that must be clarified as soon as possible.

The fact that the source of the information - someone who knew the name Bruda Galia - was currently in the city of Belphein was actually a blessing.

For Moldo, the name Bruda Ghelia is the most familiar name, but also the most taboo name.

Maybe it was because of this reason, but when this name came out of Vistalinu's mouth, Mordo couldn't help but forget to hide it, and his eyes wavered.

Vistalinu also reacted to this.

I'm afraid he heard something and noticed something, there is no doubt about it.

So, what extent does Vistalinu now understand, how much does he believe, and from whom did he get this information?

All of this must be investigated as soon as possible.

In his heart, Moore felt the indifference like in his mercenary days for the first time in a long time.

As if there was cold iron wrapped deep inside his body, Mordo's heart slowly lost its warmth.

"Master Mordo, a guest has arrived."

These sudden words made Mordo's thick, fat fingers move.

It seems that there are no visitors scheduled for today... Come to think of it, since the arrival of Saint Ella, such guests who come without an appointment have become quite rare.

The servants said that the visitor seemed to be a noble, so it was impossible to send him away so easily.

"Okay, lead the way. What's your name?"

The servant, who had lowered his head, moved his lips slightly after hearing this, and then opened them again as if he was slowly remembering something.

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"My name is Frodo Volgograd."

In the reception room of Lord Belphein's Mansion.

Then Frodo, who introduced herself to Filia, her black hair swaying.

Maybe it was because she didn’t tie her hair back like usual today, so when she lowered her head, her black hair spread out like a waterfall.

Please wait a moment, the servant said this and walked out of the reception room. Frodo had no choice but to stand there for a while.

There is no way around it. Nobles, lords and the like are often unwilling to meet with sudden visitors.

Among them, there are many who hate to rashly agree to meet because they feel that it will make the other party look down on them.

Some cultures even consider it polite to ask guests to wait a moment - it shows that although you are busy, you still made a little time to meet with you.

Unconsciously, Filia sighed in her heart.

There is no doubt that this is a meaningless behavior.

But the hobby of the nobility, and even the upper class, is to waste time just like this.

Filia hated such stagnant behavior. In her opinion, such behavior was indeed incompatible with her.

During this temporary period of idleness, Filia couldn't help but move her lips and asked Frodo beside her.

"is this okay?"

Frodo blinked her black eyes in disbelief at Filia's question and spoke.

"There's nothing I really regret, but when I think about it, it seems like I haven't done anything."

When Frodo said this, her tone was very natural and gentle.

Those were definitely not words that were meant to hide something or to bluff.

Although Filia and Frodo had only known each other for a short time, she did understand this.

Her white throat couldn't help but make a sound.

"Don't be stupid. It's not too late to turn back. As for me, I don't care. Anyway, if you go back to your home country alone now, you still have a chance to return to your previous life."

Filia spoke quietly and mysteriously.

Until now, Filia and Frodo, whose names are completely inconsistent with their active performance, have not been widely publicized as Heraldry Cultists.

Female swordsmen, female magicians, people simply call them by these code names.

At least on the cathedral side, people had never even touched upon the two men's real names.

Obviously, their actions on the battlefield were so gorgeous and eye-catching that once people noticed them, they would never forget them.

But even so, the names of the two have not spread yet.

There are probably two reasons for this.

Ah, of course, it's also possible that I simply didn't get the two of them.

But that's basically impossible.

Chapter 34 The Meaning of a Name

Filia and Frodo, their names have not yet been spread.

There are two reasons for this.

One is that as members of the upper class such as nobles and knights, they actually joined the barbaric heraldry religion.