After my rebirth, Miss Saint turned evil

In other words, Vistalinu had something to ask Murphy.

That way, they are less likely to be hurt right away.

Then, we shouldn't force our way in here, but instead use a strategy to lure Vistalinu out.

You know, this is the right way.

However, despite this, in Mattia's mind, this calculation was barely possible in a dangerous balance.

If something tilts further, it will be hard to say what your rationality and calculations will be.

I'm afraid that before these things start to work, I will reach out in the direction of my feelings.

Ah, it's true. He was so arrogant before and told Murphy not to do anything dangerous, but now he is so embarrassed.

Mattia sighed deeply at her own foolish behavior.

Take another deep breath, calm down, hold on, Madea, hold on, calm down.

That's what Madia told herself over and over again.

"What should I do?"

In response to the Heraldry Cult member who asked this question again, Madia cleared her throat and spoke slowly, weaving her words.

"—Throw some foreign objects in there and see if there are any ripples. That way we can see what's happening underwater... Have someone disguised as a Belphein soldier come here."

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In a dim, depressing tavern.

There were clearly many people there, but only one person's voice echoed.

The voice of Bruda alone.

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

As his ears caught this voice, Murphy felt a trace of certainty beginning to sprout in his heart.

The moment I felt that bud, my heart started beating as if it was about to jump out, and blood rushed throughout my body.

And this feeling, which shouldn't exist, represents huge expectations.

"Do childhood memories really exist?"

As if responding to Bruda's whisper, the wide eyes of the Iron Givistalinu wavered.

There was no doubt that within that body covered in steel, the fragile emotions, which were unprotected by anything, were swaying like those blown by a strong wind.

"...Don't say anything. Shut up. Don't open your mouth again."

Vistalinu's response was just a collection of words, hardly a complete sentence.

Yes, that was not speaking, it could only be called a sound squeezed out of the throat.

However, even so, Vistalinu did not panic, but bit her lip and endured it.

Is it because she is surrounded by the mercenary group she has trained, or is it because her high dignity as the Iron Princess does not allow her to do so?

Honestly, the answer is unclear.

However, there is one thing that cannot be wrong.

That certainty once again stirred up a foreboding feeling within Murphy.

As long as he puts in a little more effort, if there is an opportunity, the "truth" that Vistalinu has cherished and embraced in his heart until now will stagnate and dim.

Even now, she still harbored the seeds of doubt, and sooner or later, that doubt would grow into suspicion and fill Vistalinu's chest.

However, now she still believes that what she holds tightly is the real thing, and tries to regard it as the truth.

That is, she was undoubtedly Mordo Gon's biological daughter, and Bruda's words were just a joke. Vistalinu cherished this thought in her arms.

One more breath and it's over.

Just as Murphy was thinking this, there was a loud bang.

——Dong——Dong——

That was the sound of knocking on the door of the upscale tavern.

In this dim space with limited vision, the sound seems particularly loud.

Vistalinu and the mercenaries around him, everyone raised their heads.

In order to escape from the distorted world that Bruda told them, in order to escape from that story, everyone looked towards the door of the tavern, as if asking for help from the outside world.

Vistalinu's high-pitched voice, which seemed to break through the door, rang out.

"——Who is it? No one is allowed to enter here now."

Thanks to the knock on the door, Vistalinu finally regained her fluent speech and shouted outside with trembling lips.

This is not good. Murphy felt her throat trembling and her brows furrowed.

For him, this visitor would hinder the course of things.

Because Vistalinu's voice and pupils have gradually regained their luster.

Previously, Vistalinu's heart was greatly shaken precisely because they were in this special space of the dimly lit tavern.

It is precisely because of that atmosphere of isolation from the outside world that Vistalinu's thoughts cannot escape and he has to accept Bruda's words and everything.

And now, thanks to a sudden visitor, Vistalinu was exposed to the outside world for a moment.

This is not good. As a result, my heart, which had been shaken once, finally calmed down.

Rather than accepting new truths, people are more inclined to pursue the hypocrisy they have already accepted.

The voices of the visitors echoed throughout the tavern.

"Are you here, Master Vistalinu? I just received an order from Master Mordo asking you to return immediately. I apologize for disturbing you while you were enjoying your meal, but I hope you can come back—"

And this message was the worst.

Mordo is Vistalinu's most beloved father.

This name alone was enough to bring Vistalinu's thoughts back to reality.

But because of this, now that we've come this far, the only time to take action is now.

Vistalinu struggled in the water, almost suffocating in extreme pain. He finally managed to stick his head out of the water and breathe in air.

However, while she did get a breath of air into her lungs, that wasn't necessarily salvation.

Because once this relieved heart was dragged into the water again, she could no longer resist.

So, even though we've already arrived...

Murphy knew that her lips were twisted.

"Hey, are you out of options? Is there nothing you can use to pull her down again?"

Murphy turned his gaze towards Bruda and asked quietly.

However, Bruda responded with a look that was unreliable and somewhat strange.

That kind of look was something Murphy had never seen before, and he subconsciously twisted his eyes.

—Hey, you were talking straight up until now, what happened now?

Thinking of this, Murphy spoke softly again.

"Please, I can only rely on you now, Bruda."

"...What an irresponsible employer. So what? If I say I'm done, what will you do? Will you die with me?"

There was a strange anxiety in Bruda's voice when he said this, and Murphy couldn't help biting her lip.

However, the next moment, calm words came out of his mouth, as if they were a matter of course.

"How could we possibly die? When that happens, let's find a way to survive together. Speaking of which, it should be pretty easy if it's just the two of us."

Murphy said this in a low voice.

Even he himself felt that this sentence was a little too calm.

However, this thoughtless remark reminded him of the time when he had called Bruda a friend.

Murphy couldn't help but feel that her heart was a little distracted.

After all, as far as Murphy is concerned, the only person he can call a friend and get along with him on an equal footing is Bruda.

So, inadvertently, his heart was shaken.

This time, there seemed to be a moment of hesitation before getting a response, or you could call it a window period.

Bruda's eyes opened wide and he blinked several times at Murphy.

What a strange reaction.

Just as Murphy was thinking this, Bruda suddenly looked away from him, shrugged his shoulders lightly, and said.

"That's right. You read that right, employer. Of course I have a way... Ah, what bad luck, but I'm hired after all, so I just have to go all out and do everything I have to do, right?"

For Murphy, that tone was long overdue, really.

It even reminds people of the tone of Bruda in the past.

Chapter 42 The Name No One Calls

Vistalinu realized that his breathing was alarmingly rapid.

This is so weird, this kind of thing shouldn't be happening.

Why was he so shaken by the mercenary's words that he became so restless and anxious?

—Nonsense! Yes, yes, it’s all just a stupid lie!

Vistalinu said this to himself over and over again, countless times.

Every time this happened, although only a little, her heart did calm down.

But despite this, deep down in her heart, her emotions were still wavering.

And every time Bruda's voice sounded in the tavern, Vistalinu's whole body trembled.

Because, for some reason, Vistalinu always felt that what he heard had a sense of reality, as if the words had turned directly into a scene that appeared before his eyes.

Far from being shallow, that voice was very heavy, so heavy that it was impossible to imagine that it was a false statement.

And, and. Oh, no, it can't be like that.

Amidst constant suspicion and denial, Vistalinu's expression became increasingly worse.

This dim, upscale tavern was the prison she had hand-picked.

As long as we bring those two here and let the mercenaries surround them, no one will be able to escape, and no one will be able to come in to help.

That way, you can know the facts you want to know.

Because of this consideration, Vistalinu personally chose this location and environment.

But, what about now?

This space is like a prison that cuts off all escape routes.

In this strange darkness, what is real and what is fake, even the boundary between the two becomes blurred.

He was about to run away, but was stopped by the sight of the surrounding mercenaries.

Therefore, the name of Iron Princess and her self-esteem that was stronger than steel ruled out the option of escape.

Vistalinu's eyes flickered rapidly, and his expression, which had originally been like a cold mask, had now become extremely shaken.

——Dong——Dong——

Therefore, the voice brought from the outside world was undoubtedly a savior to Vistalinu.

Then the messenger said that his father was calling him.

——Yes, my own——father, Mordo.

Oh! The pointer of my heart has returned here again. Where I should go and what my goal should be, all reappeared in my mind.

Even his throat regained the feeling of breathing after a long time.

My breathing was very rapid just now, and I was panicking as if I was struggling in water.