After my rebirth, Miss Saint turned evil

When you are told that the person you have admired and respected until now is your enemy.

Vistalinu wanted to cover up everything that was going on in his mind and just let it go because that would be so easy.

That would surely be a choice filled with more joy than anything else. It was perfect for me, who had until now avoided pain and only pursued sweetness.

However, the presence of his sister did not allow him to do so.

How many scars had been left on her mind by now? How many times had she come close to a mental breakdown in such a crazy situation?

I don’t know. I can only say that it has exceeded my imagination. I even feel that it is disrespectful to even consider such a thing.

I don't even know why my sister is still alive.

Because, if it were me, I would immediately give up everything and head towards death without even thinking about anything.

However, the elder sister is still alive and her mind remains normal.

In this case, how can I selfishly give up my mental health?

Vistalinu's eyes shone with determination, piercing through Tolga.

"—I will take every possible measure, even if it goes against all odds."

The resolute, high-pitched voice, which could not even tolerate any rebuttal from anyone, seemed to penetrate the azure sky.

That's a very, very beautiful sound.

Everyone reacted to this statement, but no one could find a word to say.

No, or rather, everyone seemed to have a premonition of the meaning behind this sentence.

Tolga narrowed his eyes, wrinkles appeared on his face, and he muttered to himself.

"So, after all, I can't let you pass... Please leave, Miss Vistalinu. Our mission is simply to capture the great sinner Murphy and present him to the lord."

Vistalinu believed that this was probably the biggest concession that the loyal Tolga could make.

——My mission is just that. I have no intention of capturing Miss Vistalinu here, but I will not give way to you obediently, so please withdraw your troops for now and calm down.

Yes, that is what is hidden in that sentence.

Vistalinu believes that this is really very Tolga-style language because his temperament is so gentle.

But no.

Vistalinu understood that if he retreated here, he would never be able to move forward again.

Just as Vistalinu was about to make a sound, another sound struck her earlobe.

There was no doubt that it was his sister's voice.

Chapter 45 Mercenary's Freedom

Bruda's calm voice wandered the streets, weaving in and out of the gaps between Belphein's private soldiers and mercenaries.

"That's too much, Brother Tolga. You actually want to shut us sisters out?"

The voice was very low, as if it was crawling out of a crack.

However, the expression on Bruda's face seemed inexplicably happy and refreshed.

Her eyes narrowed into slits and her eyebrows raised slightly.

There were two people who reacted strongly to that voice.

One of them was Vistalinu, who was standing next to Bruda with a slightly raised eyebrow, and the other was Torga, the captain of the private army, who was sitting on horseback and looking down at Bruda.

Although it was a huge reaction, Vistalinu actually just blinked, as if asking Bruda: What on earth are you talking about?

But Tolga was different. After a moment of hesitation, Tolga's serious expression turned pale, as if he saw a demon living underground crawling out, and his cheeks began to distort.

In fact, it was like hearing some incredible words or seeing the expression of a dead person walking out of the grave.

"Impossible, how could it be possible... Even if the world turns upside down, this kind of thing can't happen!"

In an instant, Tolga completely collapsed.

The words that finally came out of his throat were not an acceptance of the current situation, but a denial of everything.

This is a resistance reaction that occurs when something that is happening is deemed impossible.

However, even if it is denied, the facts will not change.

"Don't we often say that when the impossible becomes possible, that's the joy of life? It's been a while, hey... since the day you found out that my mother and I were innocent, yet we were driven out like criminals?"

Although the voice sounded threatening, there was also a sense of fear and trembling in it.

There is no doubt that as she uttered the words, she also recalled what happened that day.

Bruda's eyes were shaking and her back was shaking violently.

She remembered, she still remembered that this man, the man in front of her, was the chief retainer under the guy who destroyed her family.

Bruda still remembered that Tolga, like that guy, was the one who mocked her family. She remembered it very clearly.

Therefore, the bitter taste given by this person was also deeply engraved in her heart.

"...I see. That person is the culprit behind all this, and has caused you harm, Miss Vistalinu."

After wavering, Tolga seemed to realize everything and sighed coldly.

He stared into Vistalinu's eyes, shaking them as if hoping that the other party would deny his words.

However, so-called hope often exists to be denied or trampled upon.

Vistalinu's voice echoed clearly in the street, as if to cut off the sight that was watching him.

"-Yes, Tolga, it seems our paths have diverged. I say again, leave that place, and I will never turn back."

That's all.

Vistalinu's pupils trembled like Bruda's, as if he was suppressing some emotion.

She knew very well that such ugly emotions should not be expressed here.

There is only one person to whom I should vent it like a raging fire, cursing and venting it.

Yes, only one person.

There was a brief blank space on the street again.

Vistalinu's words made Tolga's throat feel like it was blocked, and he couldn't respond.

It wasn't because of worry, it was just because his brain wasn't functioning properly.

Faced with this sudden reality and the traces of past crimes, Tolga's thoughts froze.

In fact, Tolga is a person with a frank nature.

In other words, he could only see what happened as it was.

In this way, he has maintained this character and has been obediently serving his master Mordo until now.

And in the past ten years, Tolga has successfully filled his mind with this idea.

The path engraved in his mind had naturally become a shackle on his thinking.

That's right, he only moves in a straight line.

Now Tolga's brain had stopped all thinking, and he entrusted his destination to that road.

Vistalinu has shown hostility towards the lord, and if she is allowed to pass through here, the lord's life will be in danger.

In the end, it may even lead to the collapse of one's own status and wealth.

However, I have a loving wife, a lovely child, and a precious family.

Therefore, I cannot just let go because this is what I live for.

Then, as if to penetrate the silence on the street, Tolga spoke these words.

"Miss Vistalinu has gone mad! She foolishly took the mercenary's lies as her own will and turned her attention to Lord Mordo! Quick! Capture her!"

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In Belphein, the interweaving of swords and spears and shields is actually nothing new.

After all, this is a mercenary city, and most mercenaries are hooligans who have no objection to violence or violent behavior.

Therefore, even with Vistalinu as an authority to control Belphein's security, that idea still exists in the hearts of mercenaries.

After all, most of the residents here are mercenaries, so there will always be something they missed.

Not only during the time when the sun's rays shine above the horizon, but even on moonlit nights, Belphein is a land where the music of "Swords and Halberds" is played.

However, even in a mercenary city like Belphein, such a grand piece of music would probably be rare.

You can hear the sound of swords and spears clashing, and see sparks flying between iron.

The soldiers' heroic shouts turned into a somewhat strange sound, flying in the air.

This unique melody of the battlefield fills the streets of the mercenary city of Belphein.

Apparently, it was a war between the lord's private army and a group of mercenaries.

Logically speaking, such a battle is impossible.

Because generally speaking, as long as a few mercenaries are dispersed, the battlefield will immediately become one-sided and eventually completely collapse.

After all, private soldiers are organizations, while mercenaries are just a group of people.

Moreover, for the mercenaries, fighting on the streets of Belphein was meaningless.

You can neither earn money nor gain merit, so you can't say that joining such a battle is out of curiosity, right?

Therefore, the reason they were still willing to stay on the battlefield and continue wielding their weapons must be because of the figure of the Iron Princess Vistalinu.

Vistalinu said: If you still wish to follow this so-called Iron Princess, turn around here. If you do not wish to accompany me, then please do as you please. I will not give you any more orders.

In fact, although many of them had heard Bruda's words, they were not moved by them.

After all, they are all mercenaries.

The job of a mercenary is to rob, and the story I heard in the tavern is just one of them.

Those who possess power take everything just for the sake of taking, that's all.

In the mercenary city of Belphein, this is a matter of course.

Although liking or disliking something is a completely different matter, in fact, it is actually a contradiction.

As a mercenary, I have to plunder.

But isn't it absurd that after plundering others, you feel dissatisfied with the fact that something important to them has been taken away?

But even so, he still felt angry when the Iron Princess he admired was taken away by someone else.

Now, it wouldn't be bad to repay the Iron Princess who saved me.

Although the mercenaries might forget this favor tomorrow, this is the freedom they believe in.

So, as the wind of freedom blew, they stepped into the battlefield, risking their lives.

And just as the music of the battlefield roared, the corner of a mercenary's eyes froze.

The silver figure swaying in the air was so vivid in color that it looked like the reflection of sunlight.

The light that appeared on the battlefield rushed away as if it had caught some prey, and caught the mercenary's eyes in an instant.

Chapter 46 Battle Axe and Long Sword

On the battlefield on the street, the silver light turned into a line and rushed towards the destination of the battlefield.

Dust flew in the air, and the silver light was as dazzling as reflected sunlight, becoming more and more intense.

At the forefront of the battlefield stood the Iron Princess Vistalinu, bravely wielding her battle axe.

Just like that, as if being sucked in, the silver light collided with Vistalinu.

——Hum! Buzz!

The first thing that appeared was the friction sound that filled the street. It was the sound of weapons biting each other, a violent sound that seemed to tear the soul apart.

Then came the thick smell that made people think the air itself was burnt, and the burnt smell was almost suffocating.

Vistalinu pressed down his twitching fingers and couldn't help but frown.

He was exhausted and didn't even have time to blink before he threw the weapon at Vistalinu's silver light.