After my rebirth, Miss Saint turned evil

Vistalinu felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if it had been hit by something.

What is this person saying? What nonsense is he saying?

That's impossible. It's impossible.

Because, I did see it.

Yes, I must have remembered it wrongly. That back view must have been of my father on patrol as the chief of police.

Unstoppable thinking created a vortex.

What was real and what was fake? Vistalinu's mind went blank, unable to comprehend.

"...I'll ask you again, Lady Iron Princess."

At this moment, Bruda's voice rang out, as if speaking directly to his brain, filling in the blanks in his mind.

"Do childhood memories really exist?"

Vistalinu felt as if a long needle had been pierced into his heart, no, a bigger and sharper wooden stake.

Chapter 39 Intoxication and Dependence (3000)

Vlado Volgograd is a little different from Filia Reinhardt, she is the type who doesn't put her passion on herself and then clearly show it.

On the contrary, she is the kind of person who will bury all her feelings in the deepest part of her heart, and then suddenly burst out on an unexpected day.

And up to now, that nature has not changed, and I am afraid that there will be no change in the future.

Even Frodo herself had thought about this before, but even so, she still felt that there was nothing to change.

Anyway, it won’t make you feel any inconvenience, and this is your own personality and one of your characteristics. Even if you don’t change it, it won’t have any impact on you.

That's how it should be.

Originally, it should have been like that.

"In the final analysis, you—and Murphy—are complete strangers. If you continue to harbor obsessions, your sins will only deepen."

The moment she heard Ella's words, Frodo felt her vision become a little blurred.

At the same time, she felt a sharp pain in her brain, as if her head was hit by something.

Even the breath exhaled from the mouth seemed to turn into a blazing flame, constantly emitting heat.

Frodo couldn't help but shook her head gently, temporarily shaking off the discomfort.

She couldn't make an accurate judgment as to what was going on.

However, this body has no memory of ever being in this situation before, and, until just now, no problems had occurred.

This is clearly the case, but what exactly is causing this sudden shock to my body?

Frodo couldn't understand it because this was the first time she had experienced something like this.

But even so, it is better to respond now than to consider your own situation.

Then, Frodo's lips opened naturally and she responded.

"Saint Ella, I'm honored to receive your concern, but please don't worry."

At this moment, only the words spoken by Frodo were particularly fluent.

It felt like even though my mind wasn't fully in order, my lips were constantly speaking words on their own, as if this was something that had to be done.

Ella couldn't help but raise her eyebrows when she heard what Frodo said.

Of course, that was only a slight difference.

"That's why—"

Frodo's words interrupted Ella's question.

Only then did Frodo finally begin to understand the true nature of the stirrings in her heart and the emotions that were so numerous that they seemed to be condensed into shape.

"——Murphy and I signed a very important contract that no one else can sign. Therefore, we can no longer be strangers. I should be responsible for everything he does."

Yes, Frodo understood.

What was forming within him was undoubtedly the emotion called anger.

Oh, no, that's not enough to describe it.

Cheap words like indignation, rage, and rage are completely incapable of describing the feelings that arise in my heart.

This woman, this woman who calls herself a saint, actually said that she and Murphy were just strangers.

Indeed, in her, in the eyes of Saint Ella, this might be the case.

Rather, if I were to have any connection with Murphy, who is known as the great sinner, more problems would arise.

However, no matter what adverse effects this may bring, for Frodo, those words are absolutely intolerable.

For Frodo, Murphy is her ideal form.

Although he was made of lead like himself, he still resolutely reached out to the gold.

Even though he fell heavily to the ground, he still didn't stop. It was so heartbreaking.

As I stared at his back, my heart was always filled with throbbing and anxiety.

Ah, if possible, I really want him to stop and then we can run away somewhere together.

However, he didn't allow even that and continued to move forward.

That's why Frodo is here now.

Because Murphy is here, she is here.

What Frodo just said about signing a contract was not a lie.

Those words referred to the oath he had exchanged with Murphy in Crossmaria.

And that contract is still valid here and now.

Because only when Murphy completes the commission will the contract be completely invalidated.

But that commission is still in a state of forced suspension.

Ames told me this after she came back, and Murphy admitted it herself.

Then, the contract remains in effect.

As long as I don't declare the commission completed and take the initiative to terminate everything, then there will be a contract between Murphy and me that will never be broken.

And this is what entwines our souls, the contract.

Just thinking about this, Frodo's heart was about to be immersed in intoxication.

Neither Filia nor the Elf Queen has this contract. This is a soul contract that is unique to Murphy and me.

That bound Murphy and I together, and yes, it will never be undone, and I will never let go.

Even if Murphy betrays him one day, his soul will still be bound by himself.

Therefore, it was absolutely unacceptable for me, who had signed a contract with him, to be trampled upon by the saint in front of me using the word "stranger".

"...I see. As a candidate for the Saint of the Great Saint Church, I would appreciate your detailed explanation of this matter."

Frodo could see that Ella's carefully chosen and solemn movements suddenly became a little slow.

Although it recovered quickly, Frodo still saw that the expression on his face was indeed distorted.

Now, the air in the room seemed to be frozen, and every breath felt heavy.

However, Frodo's passion still did not disappear.

"——Lord Ella, we can continue our conversation later. However, I would like to ask you something first."

In this tense atmosphere, the first person to speak was Lord Mordo Gon.

Judging from his expression, the kind smile that had just appeared on his face was no longer there.

There is no doubt that this face now belongs to the Lord of Belphein.

Moldo continued while shaking his thick lips.

"...Although I do have some concerns, if the great sinner Murphy really stays in Belphein, then I will send a small group of private soldiers to capture him."

Judging from his tone, Mordo's words contained more than just the apparent meaning.

Of course, this sentence probably also contains the idea of ​​wanting to express one's feelings to the Saint and establish merit.

However, not only that, he seemed to have other intentions.

Although Frodo was a little surprised by this, it didn't really matter.

Because those were the words that Frodo and Filia wanted to guide Mordo to say.

Then, there won't be any big problem.

"However, there is one thing we must confirm first. The man who invaded this city is undoubtedly the great sinner. Are you certain of that?"

How can we convince them of this?

Frodo's pupils flickered, and her black hair briefly passed through her sight.

How could I possibly say here that I knew Murphy and that we were actually partners?

Frodo knew very well that Mordo was currently trying to appease Crossmaria and the Church of Heraldry.

Because of this, Mordo should try his best to avoid things like easily deploying private soldiers.

If they did so, their movements would surely be discovered by the spies of the Heraldry Cult that had infiltrated Belphein.

If Mordo was planning to send out a small number of private soldiers who would not be discovered, then there would be no point in investing them.

Because with Murphy's ability, this small number of people couldn't catch him at all.

Moreover, if the other party discovered that he had sent out private soldiers, Belphine would no longer be able to establish a relationship with the Church of Heraldry.

As a result, all the work Belphie had done in Crossmaria before would be wasted.

However, from the perspective of the Church of Heraldry, this is something to look forward to.

The deployment of private soldiers is also a necessary condition to force Murphy to appear in front of him.

So, now it is here that Mordo must be put into action.

Frodo has completely understood this incident.

Murphy now doesn't care about himself at all, let alone rely on himself.

Because when he was on his way to Belphein, he didn't even say hello to me.

Because of this, Frodo no longer has any intention of hesitating.

If Murphy doesn't care about me, doesn't even take me to heart.

Then, I will implant myself into his consciousness so that he will never forget me and can rely on me.

　In order to prevent me from leaving him, he should never leave me again.

It's easy to do that because I have the best weapons.

—It's okay, Murphy. I'll never do anything to harm you, and I'll make you absolutely happy. So, please don't abandon me, okay? No matter what happens, I'll never abandon you.

For this purpose, Mordo must now take action here no matter what.

Frodo was thinking over the words in her mind, and just when she was about to open her lips to speak them.

"--Yes, I have confirmed it with these eyes. Without a doubt, it is the great sinner Murphy. Lord Mordo, please capture him."

With a kind smile on her face, Saint Ella made a clear sound.

Chapter 40: Persistence Like a Blazing Fire (3000)

The beloved dragon horn sword that Murphy gave me has been with me for a very long time.

And now, it is still worn around the waist.

As expected, no matter what, I can't let go of my beloved sword from my waist.

Filia caressed the patterns on the dragon horn sword lovingly, and then fitted the iron metal guards into her hands.

They only had minimal armor, and their movements were even lighter than those of light infantry.

Considering Filia's arm strength, which could even cut a horse in half, she would probably be able to move freely even if she was wearing heavy armor.