After my rebirth, Miss Saint turned evil

So, that’s enough. What these two mercenaries said doesn’t matter anymore. Just ignore them.

Escape? No way! It's just that if I don't leave here...if I have to experience that drowning feeling again, it's really unbearable.

So go back, go to the Father, and all the daily life will return.

That's fine, so it's okay.

Vistalinu's cheeks were distorted and his pupils were trembling.

It doesn’t matter what is real and what is fake, as long as I can find peace.

In the final analysis, people are like this. Even if they are forced to reveal their scars, they will not want to know the truth of the matter.

As long as we can get through this peacefully, as long as we can get through today safely, wouldn’t that be fine?

Cover your eyes, and everyone will choose to lick the sweet poison rather than take the bitter medicine.

The pain in the distant future no longer matters. Just stick out your tongue to lick the sweet candy and enjoy the short-lived happiness of the present.

Ah, yes, this is how I have survived all along.

Vistalinu repeated his empty thoughts and finally came to this conclusion.

I exercise to be praised by my father and to avoid being abandoned.

The reason why my mother's death was rarely mentioned was because my father would frown when he heard it.

To please the father, to live in accordance with his wishes, never to oppose him, and never to go against his will.

Ah, just like that, I survived by licking the sweet candies.

Yes, in the final analysis, I have been running away.

Run away, run away, just run away.

Because I was afraid, I didn't look at anything.

Because we don't like the fear that comes with knowing the truth, we assert that there is no need to know.

This time, don’t you hope it will end here?

How foolish! The very act of wanting to know the truth is a sin.

All he had to do was beg for salvation and simply obey his father's words.

So, go home, leave it at that, my father will praise me.

Then, as long as you don't go against his wishes, it's fine.

Just like that, Vistalinu thought as he stepped towards the door of the tavern with his back to Bruda and Murphy.

Bruda's voice came from behind.

"—Where are you going, Weiss?"

Bruda's voice pierced Vistalinu's back.

Vistalinu felt goose bumps all over his body, his feet froze, and he couldn't help but stop moving.

Weiss, this is Vistalinu's nickname.

Furthermore, it was a title that only the beloved father Mordo was allowed to use.

Anyone who has never forgiven anyone except him for calling him like this, anyone who has called him by this name, will never have the chance to use it again.

Being called that name by someone other than my father would probably make anger well up in my gut, and even a feeling close to hatred would rise in my heels.

It was clearly so, but why? Could it be that the feeling of nostalgia was brewing in my heart right now?

Vistalinu suddenly turned around and looked at Bruda.

"You'll be lost soon—I've told you so many times, don't leave me."

The tone and voice were different from the sad and sorrowful voice just now.

Bruda stood up and took off the hat on his head. His long brown hair fluttered in the darkness.

——It’s so scary, I don’t want to know. If I knew, something unpleasant would come into my head.

Vistalinu thought so and made a sharp sound.

"Ah...ah, who are you...strange, really strange, I clearly don't know someone like you."

Vistalinu had never made such a sound in his life.

Too thin and fragile.

The sound was so faint that it disappeared before reaching Bruda's ears, so it was not surprising.

However, a gentle smile appeared on Bruda's face as he accepted these words.

"That's too much, Weiss. You're so clingy to me—come on?"

Long brown hair swayed in the darkness.

Vistalinu's feet suddenly wobbled.

The next moment, the messenger's voice sounded again behind her.

However, Vistalinu didn't care. She responded to the voice and returned to the tavern again.

Everyone was watching this scene as if in a dream.

No one could understand what was happening before their eyes, not even Vistalinu himself.

Strange, why, why, why?

Vistalinu thought his own thinking was crazy.

Strange, I don’t know, I don’t know about such things.

My own rationality is declaring this.

However, the voice calling him/her made him/her feel nostalgic and even happy to the point of almost crying.

Step by step, Vistalinu shortened the distance.

"—"

She murmured a name known only to three people in the world as she walked towards Bruda.

Then, without hesitation, he took the hand that was extended to him.

"Welcome back, Weiss."

Bruda's voice gently caressed his sister's ears.

"I'm back... Well, onee-chan...?"

Vistalinu's eyes softened, almost distorted.

It was like remembering something, or missing something, and more like being afraid of something.

Chapter 43 Idiot (3000)

--squeak.

With a slight friction sound, the door of the high-end tavern was opened.

The road to the outside world, which was tightly closed by Vistalinu's hands, has finally been opened to the light of day again thanks to her hands.

The light shone into the dim high-end tavern.

"—Thank you for your hard work. Don't worry, I'll be back to the mansion right now..."

Vistalinu spoke slowly to the soldier who had been desperately reporting to the bar in order to convey the orders of Belphein Lord Mordo Gorn.

The soldier probably didn't expect Vistalinu to show up in person to answer him. He just widened his eyes a little, looked at the figure of the Iron Princess standing in front of him, and then took a step back.

A few steps behind Vistalinu, Murphy, a cigarette in his mouth, blinked his eyes, and exhaled a heavy breath from his lungs.

Feeling the smell of tobacco after a long time, he thought to himself, as expected, after picking it up again, if there is no such smell, his body will not be able to calm down.

After all, for him, it has become something like a habit since his previous travels.

So, what measures should be taken next?

It seems that the Iron Princess has decided where to go. She should be planning to go to the Lord's Mansion and question the man she once called her father - Mordo Gon.

In some cases, this battle axe might cause blood to splatter.

Of course, on the other hand, there is also the possibility that Vistalinu was beheaded by Moldo, and this also needs to be fully considered.

Rather, the second possibility is quite high. If there are ten possible endings, then in nine of them, Vistalinu will probably die.

So that's how it is. Great! This is exactly what I thought, just like the blueprint I had drawn in my mind before coming here.

The two who were once father and daughter had a rift between them, and so they hated each other and killed each other. Ah, this is really...

The moment he thought of this, Murphy couldn't help but bite the cigarette hard, making a crunching sound.

He narrowed his eyes reflexively and raised his brows involuntarily.

At this moment, Murphy felt that her heart was as heavy as stone, and there was a twisted emotion in her throat that she couldn't swallow.

It's really strange. Although the process was a little bumpy, the result should still be great.

Just as expected, Bruda pierced Vistalinu's chest. No matter how hard she struggled, she could no longer play the role of one of Belphein's two wheels.

After losing Vistalinu, Mordo Gorn could no longer control Belphein's mercenaries.

The foot of the giant has collapsed, and next, Belphein will inevitably become a city facing continuous stagnation and decline, so there is no need for him to take action anymore.

From then on, in the confrontation between the two organizations, the Heraldry Church and Belphein, Belphein will gradually be swallowed up by the other side.

Belphein, the sword and fang of the city-state, which gathers mercenaries, is only a matter of time away from collapse.

So, there is nothing to worry about or even think about what to do.

From now on, all I had to do was return to Crossmaria and take a leisurely nap, and everything would be over.

So, there is only one thing to think about now.

At most, it is about the person you call your friend.

"...So, Bruda, what are your plans?"

Facing the long-lost sunlight, squinting his eyes, Murphy asked Bruda, who was walking a little ahead, as if talking about some casual topic.

Bruda put on his hat again and tucked his long hair back into place, returning to his old self.

It was a figure Murphy was familiar with, so he actually already knew how the other party would answer.

Despite this, I still have to ask again.

——I will be able to take Vistalinu with me and move to a place where no one knows.

Is it possible that Bruda would say such a thing? Murphy still had a little expectation in his heart.

However, the next moment, he saw Bruda grinning, revealing his white teeth, with a slightly messy expression on his face, and said.

"I'm sorry, employer... Let's end the contract here. It's no longer necessary. I'll return the advance payment."

Bruda's words completely went against Murphy's expectations, but it could also be said to be the answer he expected.

It was obvious what Bruda would answer, what he wanted to do, and what option he was going to choose with his hands at the last moment.

Murphy knew the answers to these questions very well.

"After all, I finally found such a family member, I can't just leave them alone now."

While saying this, Bruda's eyes were always looking somewhere.

Those pupils, which contained both happy and slightly lonely colors, kept staring at Vistalinu's back.

Looking at Bruda like this, Murphy sobbed deep in her heart as if an old wound had been opened.

I thought I had figured it out and seen through everything, but now I still think that I shouldn't have involved Bruda in this riot. This must be a fatal mistake.

What a bastard, saying such things only now. This is not a topic that can be dismissed by being laughed at as an idiot.

But, I have to say it.

——What a stupid thing I did.

The expression on Murphy's face was almost bloodless. If possible, he really wanted to break his own neck with his own hands.

Yes, that's right. After doing these things, Bruda will not have his head smashed by his sister Vistalinu like before.