After my rebirth, Miss Saint turned evil

Thinking about it now, that might have been a very unwise choice.

I didn’t expect that they didn’t even give me some wine... No, this is also understandable. After all, under the name of "confinement", how could they easily send me wine?

Even so, I hope I can at least smoke...ah, I've already quit smoking...

Thinking of this, Murphy's shoulders drooped slightly, and he couldn't help but sigh again. Another white mist hung in the air, gracefully, and then dissipated.

Just go to bed, time will pass faster that way.

Just as Murphy was thinking this, there was a knock on the door.

"Mr. Hero, can I have you for a moment?"

The voice of the speaker also came into the room at the same time.

Just by this title, Murphy could guess who was standing in front of the door. After all, in this vast world, there was only one person who would call him "Hero".

"Oh, of course, if you can, it would be even better if you could bring me some wine or ale as a gift."

The door creaked open and Lalga An stood there.

Although the tone of her voice was the same as usual, judging from her darkened eyes, her body seemed to be struggling to bear a lot of pressure.

I see, the number of people capable of handling government affairs hasn't increased.

For some reason, within the knowledge-loving Church of Heraldry, people who can maintain stable organizational operations are extremely rare.

Among them, Ann served as Mattia's assistant. It was said that her petite body was burdened with unimaginable government affairs.

Looking at Lalge An standing in front of the door, Murphy felt an ominous premonition moving at his fingertips and couldn't help squinting his eyes.

So, why would she, who shoulders such an important responsibility, make a special trip to visit herself who is in "confinement"?

If he wanted to announce the end of confinement or confirm whether he had escaped, he could just ask the soldiers to do it.

So, why?

Just as Murphy was lost in thought, Ann's voice echoed in the room again.

"I'm sorry I didn't bring any wine, my hero. But if you want a gift, I do have one."

Although this sounds nice, in fact, An has nothing in his hands.

Murphy's lips and cheeks drooped slightly as if she was not interested, and her eyebrows raised slightly.

At the same time, he stroked his chin with his fingertips, urging Ann to continue.

"—Cathedral, take action. Even in this bitter cold, the Leyden Kingdom's army advances with a momentum that can be felt."

Ann's words made Murphy's heart beat violently in an instant.

The blood that had just been buried in the cold air and felt unable to move suddenly felt like it was awakening.

"Hey, hey, are they crazy? At this time when they can't sleep without alcohol?"

Hearing his mumbling question, An immediately replied, "Yes, during this period."

After receiving a positive answer, Murphy couldn't help but bite the corner of her mouth and narrowed her eyes.

It happened so fast, much faster than I had imagined. I had thought that the Cathedral would not start to organize its troops until at least the day when I could feel some warmth on my fingertips.

During cold periods, especially when the earth is covered in white, advancing is quite difficult and requires a lot of funds.

In order to warm up the soldiers' bodies smoothly, cold-proof equipment became a necessity, and even the consumption of alcohol became much greater than usual.

If these supplies were cut off, not to mention the few elite soldiers who had been trained, it would be impossible to maintain the morale of the sword slaves and mercenaries recruited for the war.

Moreover, if the army's advance was hindered by the snow, then the military supplies would be wasted.

Of course, there have been cases of advancing during cold periods in the past, but now is definitely not the right time to go to war.

"Now, Lady Madia has gathered everyone to plan a countermeasure. Lord Hero—"

"——I see. I'm not sure what I can do, but I'm going too, right?"

Murphy understood that when she took over Ann's words, she unconsciously brought out her anxious expression.

I couldn't help but feel a twisted feeling in my internal organs.

But... I see. If that's the content, then it's easy to understand why An personally delivered the message.

The Cathedral is about to lift its heavy back and cut our necks - most people would not be able to remain calm if they heard these words.

There is no doubt that if this information is accidentally leaked, it will definitely cause unnecessary confusion.

Of course, when it comes to not being able to calm down, Murphy herself is actually the same.

Because he knew that the Church of Heraldry had been completely defeated by the Cathedral and had been erased from history. Even Saint Madia had used the underground temple as a coffin and ended her life.

That was a fact that had happened, and it was also an inevitable outcome.

Murphy couldn't help but clench her teeth. The fingertips that felt very cold just now were now slightly warm.

No, only that one is not allowed.

It is absolutely impossible to follow the historical trajectory of the past. I no longer want to go down the same path as before.

Even if the process is different, if the Heraldry Cult gets the same cruel ending, then similarly, even if the process is different, it won't be strange that I will have the same ending as in the past.

Even returning to the end of that journey where there is neither dignity nor power, and even the people you love are gone...there is nothing strange about that.

Ah, this is the only thing that is unacceptable no matter what. Call me despicable, and it doesn’t matter if you laugh at me as a villain.

And so, Murphy put the sword on his waist and prepared to leave the cold room.

Just at this moment, An's voice shook his ears again.

"——Mr. Hero, no, Mr. Murphy, you don't have to attend this meeting."

That wasn't the sound that usually echoed around.

That low, crawling sound, at least Murphy didn't remember hearing it from Ann.

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—Lord Murphy, you don’t have to attend the meeting.

Lalge An's deep voice spread throughout the room.

Listening to these words, Murphy frowned slightly, and at the same time, he began to think about the meaning of this passage deep in his mind.

Could it be that the words contained a harsh message like, "Even if someone like you attends the meeting, it won't make any sense, so just stay in this 'confinement' state."

No... Indeed, even if I forced myself to go there, it would probably be meaningless.

However, considering Ann's personality, it's hard to believe that she meant this - she is the kind of person who puts coordination first and strives not to disrupt the situation, the so-called coordinator.

Moreover, there was no memory of her ever using such strong words.

Because of this, I really couldn't understand the meaning of what she just said.

Thinking of this, Murphy's lips slowly opened, and while searching for the right words, she began to speak.

"Why is that? It wouldn't make any sense for me to attend the meeting, though. Well, that's true, that's true."

Murphy looked into Ann's eyes and asked her what she really meant, but because Ann was very petite, it ended up being Murphy looking down at her.

When Ann heard Murphy's question, his expression paused slightly, as if he was hesitating whether he should say it or not, and even if he wanted to convey something, he didn't know what to say.

It was a rare sight. This was the first time Murphy had seen Ann, who was much smarter than the others, show such an expression.

With that, he sat back in his chair, shrugged, and waited for Ann's next words.

Those little lips were moving.

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"...Master Murphy, didn't you expect that? From the perspective of the Heraldry Church, you are a guest, or even an outsider."

Ann felt a sliding sensation on her tongue.

The moment he spoke, he felt a tightening pain in his stomach because he was afraid of Murphy's reaction.

Glancing briefly in the direction of Murphy, An found that Murphy was touching her chin with her fingers, as if to say, "So that's it."

Ah, no, why do I have to play such a role, must complete such a task? No, really, no.

An's teeth were trembling and an unusual amount of cold sweat was running down his spine.

But she still tried hard to control her strange reaction, carefully choosing her words and speaking faster.

"Until now, the combat operations will continue according to the established guidelines. This meeting is to determine the future direction of the Heraldry Church. I will convey the results to you once they are reached, so there is no need for you to attend."

——But if you can officially join the Church of Heraldry, that would be a different matter.

After emphasizing this part, Ann closed her lips and glanced at Murphy's reaction again.

My internal organs felt as if they were shrouded in cold air and solidified, as if they had turned into stone.

It all started when the Elf Queen Fen Eldis was asked to use elven magic to attend the meeting.

When asked for assistance regarding the invasion of the Cathedral, Finn Eltis moved his lips while saying that it was no problem.

——Of course, no problem. We're allies, and we promise to assist. However, if a real war were to begin, wouldn't it be time to return Knight Murphy, who's been stationed here, to me?

An still remembers that his expression suddenly froze in the cold wind.

Yes, that's right. The position of the hero, Murphy, is now very unclear.

From the perspective of the Church of Heraldry, Murphy has been just a guest so far. That's right, he is not even a believer, just a guest, and at best he is an assistant.

He was the catalyst for the fall of the Free City of Crossmaria, and this time he destroyed the legs of the giant in the Mercenary City of Belphein, but even with such achievements, he still refused to take on an official position.

An had also secretly pushed for it several times, hoping to turn the guest into a guest general, and even wanted him to get the title of Heraldic Knight if possible.

However, everything ended in vain.

No matter how much he tried to persuade her, Murphy just refused with a wry smile, as if she was bound by something, and asserted that she was not worthy of such a thing.

Therefore, the only official position he now holds is that of a direct knight of Fen Eltis.

Of course, there was no formal contract signed between Murphy and Gasalia, nor was there any formal ceremony, but it is said that a verbal agreement was exchanged during the Gasalia Civil War.

That's not good. According to Finn Eltis, the official ownership of Murphy should belong to Gasalia.

However, within the Order of Heraldry, he has become a great symbol.

Moreover, he is not only active as a character that expands the Church of Heraldry, because if he is lost, it will also lead to the departure of Feliya Reinhard and Frodo Volgograd.

There is more... That is something An does not want to believe or think about, although it is an indisputable fact - even the saint Matthias whom he believes in has developed some special feelings for Murphy.

Not good, very bad situation.

Finn Altis will also attend the meeting currently being held as an ally.

If Murphy were allowed to participate without any agreement, Finn Altis would naturally seek his presence.

This is the only thing we must be wary of.

Since he was a herald, his religion would naturally be his top priority, on the same level as Saint Madia.

This will not change in the past, present or future.

So, for the sake of the Church of Heraldry and Saint Madia, he must be retained at all costs.

Just like that, after a moment of silence, An reluctantly moved his lips.

The moment his lips opened, An felt his throat was extremely dry, but fortunately he managed to squeeze out the words smoothly.

however.

"How about this, Master Murphy? If possible, please take this opportunity to accept Saint Madia's mission. If you do so, it will undoubtedly be—"

"—No, forget it. Even your God would be angry if you accepted the Saint's commission even though you're not a follower of the Cult of Heraldry, right?"

Murphy said this with her usual wry smile, as if nothing would really happen, and asserted nonchalantly that it was okay.

This, person.

In an instant, An felt that his eyes turned into hard lumps. After hearing Murphy's words, his cheeks, lips, and fingertips seemed to have turned into stone and could not move.

Instead, An heard a sound deep in his chest, like a light being turned on.

Ah, ah, until now, do you know how upset I have been and how much physical and mental trauma I have suffered in order to deal with the aftermath of your actions? Do you really understand?

Even now, I have dark circles under my eyes, but I don't even have the time to cover them with makeup. I just visited your room.

Who, whose fault do you think this is? How many times do you think I've cleaned up after your unauthorized actions?