After my rebirth, Miss Saint turned evil

That's right, stupid me, I forgot what I should have taught Murphy a long time ago.

He broke his own sword because he loved Murphy, who wanted to be a hero, so much that he supported his path to glory. To the point that he began to forgive his unruly behavior. How stupid it was.

Filia's lips swayed with a strange charm.

"I will dedicate my life to you. Whether it's this body or this soul, as long as you are willing, it's up to you."

The sweet whispers, accompanied by a voice that seemed to be tempting something, seemed to cook the thoughts, and people's cheeks could not help but color.

That was a charming voice that Filia had never had before.

However, the next moment, the voice turned into an icy voice that seemed to freeze the spine, and the narrowed silver eyes seemed to penetrate Murphy's body completely.

"But if you dare to betray me, or rely on someone else, if I find out, then—"

——I will definitely bring you destruction and despair.

Filia's heavy and sharp voice continued to dig deep into Murphy's ears.

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I have been wondering for a long time, could there be giants among this woman's ancestors?

With this thought in mind, Murphy blinked his eyes, because the only things he could move now were his eyeballs, and if he had to say, his fingers at most.

At this moment, Filia was gently stroking Murphy's cheeks, staring at him intently.

Although Murphy felt some weight on his limbs, he did not feel any pain. That was probably because of Filia's concern. Contrary to what she said, her attitude was very gentle.

However, Murphy could clearly feel that if he moved his body even a little and showed resistance to Filia.

Whether it's hands or feet, any part that moves will be chopped into pieces. This is not a metaphor.

I see. The situation is very bad now, just like touching the vital point of a ferocious lion, and being bitten by her fangs.

Now, because of Filia's violent mood, the beast's mouth would never close obediently, and it could not even put up a decent resistance. The only parts that could move were its eyeballs, fingertips and mouth.

Thinking of this, Murphy exhaled quietly and opened her mouth as slowly as possible.

"What nonsense are you talking about? After all, when did I ever say I would betray you?"

Although her voice was trembling, Murphy tried to use her normal tone as much as possible.

In an instant, Filia's ferocious silver eyes narrowed.

"I don't know. After all, you really like being served by women. And as soon as I'm not watching you, you just run off somewhere else and wander around. And you don't even say hello to me, your accomplice, to me who swore allegiance to you? Hmm?"

Filia's white and slender fingers gently stroked Murphy's neck.

Originally, Murphy should have just felt a little itchy, but only now, it was Filia who was announcing to him that she could kill him at any time.

In fact, Murphy could really feel that Filia's fingertips could easily cut off his flesh at any time.

How should I put it? In Murphy's opinion, Filia has always been a dangerous woman, but recently, he always feels that Filia's ferocity has begun to become deeper and more frequent.

And all of this is directed at me, how terrible... Thinking of this, Murphy managed to squeeze out a relaxed tone.

"Wandering around? That's not the case. You must be joking on purpose."

After he said this, he saw Filia's eyebrows suddenly rise.

"Really? Whether it was in Crossmaria, Gasalia, Belphein, or even this time, you always drove me away and disappeared from my sight. You'll definitely do the same thing next time, right? Murphy—answer me."

Although there was a faint smile on Filia's face, her eyes were determined. Murphy knew that those eyes were definitely not smiling.

Murphy had a premonition that if she said the wrong thing, she didn't know what would happen to her.

At this moment, Murphy just felt a little headache. For him, acting separately was a manifestation of trust in his partners.

Because she is so proud that she will never betray; because she is stronger than anyone else, even if she is in a desperate situation and is attacked, she will definitely be able to resolve it in the end.

Yes, he firmly believed this from the bottom of his heart.

Murphy relaxed his body, leaned back in his chair, and spoke as if obeying Filia.

"I know, I know. I won't tell you to go free again."

After saying this, Murphy suddenly thought, what color is the thing called "emotion" in Filia's heart now?

For some reason, he felt a little curious about this.

But soon, he continued.

"Although I've never done it before, I actually admire people I can trust with my back. You see, in chivalric tales, heroic epics, and myths, aren't there always such people? - How about it, Filia? Can I trust you with my back?"

After saying that, Murphy looked at the pair of silver eyes that were staring at her.

He felt that the gaze that seemed to freeze his bones just now seemed to relax a little now.

Just like that, Filia's lips also began to move gently.

Chapter 4 I am the Shield

"How about this, Filia? Can I trust you with my back?"

At this moment, Murphy just felt a little embarrassed, and he also knew that other colors must have appeared on his face.

After all, under normal circumstances, he would never say such words.

On the other side, after hearing what Murphy said, Filia's lips moved slightly and a faint smile appeared on her face.

"——I understand. Since this is what you wish, this body will be your shield from now on, Murphy."

As she said this, Filia's silver eyes stared straight at Murphy.

The cruelty or danger that had been hidden in Filia's eyes until a moment ago finally disappeared.

Now, however, a sadistic passion appeared in her eyes again.

How should I put it? This fiery brutality was actually the color that most often appeared in Filia's eyes in the past.

Looking at Filia's silver eyes, Murphy suddenly had a bad premonition, a very, very bad premonition.

At this moment, Filia's eyes blinked slightly, and her small lips moved again.

"Well, you're not going to just say that, are you? Murphy, do you think you can get rid of me just by talking?"

The moment these words rang in Murphy's ears, he felt that Filia's fingers wrapped around his cheeks were obviously stronger, and it seemed as if they were going to crush his face.

Hey, are you kidding me? In an instant, the feeling of death was clearly placed before Murphy's eyes, and he couldn't help but ask himself.

At the same time, cold sweat licked his back, and the sound of his nerves suddenly tensing up reached his ears.

"Listen carefully, Murphy. Don't think I'm the same as other women. I'm not the kind of naive person you can coax into submission with just a few words."

Filia pressed Murphy's body on the chair and spoke calmly and loudly.

Hearing those words, Murphy's cheeks couldn't help but tremble slightly. He realized that he seemed to have not only touched Filia's sore spot, but also misread her thoughts.

Although he knew that Filia had a strong feeling for him called "obsession", the density of that feeling was much denser than what he felt in the free city of Crossmaria, and it looked like a large black mass.

Even in his past journeys, Murphy had never seen Filia like this.

At this moment, looking at the emotions emerging from the bottom of his heart, he couldn't help but feel deeply confused and asked himself in his heart what was going on.

After all, no matter who it is, when faced with Filia showing her sadistic and brutal side, the emotion that should emerge in their hearts should be fear.

However, the feeling that appeared in Murphy's heart at this moment was not like this. Instead, it was something completely opposite to fear.

"...Then, what should I do? My Lord Shield, what do you want? Don't you want me to hear it?"

As soon as Murphy finished speaking, Filia smiled with her lips moving, and a beautiful curve appeared on her face.

If she just smiled innocently like this, Murphy would definitely think it was beautiful.

However, the cruel and sadistic will hidden in that expression only made him feel terrified.

Murphy thought that what Filia wanted was probably a contract with her words engraved on it, something that could be preserved in some clear form.

In other words, his credibility in Filia's heart has completely disappeared, and he must use something like that to guarantee her in order to reassure her.

To be honest, although I feel a little sad because I am not trusted, it is okay this way. If this can satisfy Filia, then I will do it. It is just a matter of writing lightly on the parchment with a pen. It is easy.

Thinking of this, Murphy shrugged and showed the same smile as Filia on his face.

Then, at that moment.

Suddenly, something came into Murphy's mouth.

Something thin and soft forced its way through his lips and teeth and went straight into his throat.

Her vision became blurry and Murphy felt as if something was flowing backwards in her throat.

What happened? Murphy's brain suddenly shut down. Even though he wanted to move due to the stimulation reflex, his body was still firmly held down by Filia.

With a whimper in his throat, Murphy tried hard to open his eyes and look forward.

Finally, he saw the true appearance of the thing that was stuffed into his mouth.

It was Filia, her white fingers.

There was a sadistic look in Filia's eyes as she used her fingers to tease Murphy's tongue and throat.

Murphy felt her mouth gradually filled with an iron-like smell, which was undoubtedly the smell of blood.

"Drink it, Murphy. Although blood mingling is an ancient method of agreement, it is also a contract that is easy to understand. Since you intend to keep your promise, there will be no problem."

Whatever he said about drinking or not, could the blood being forced down his throat be just his own illusion? Murphy was speechless for a moment. Of course, he couldn't speak in the first place.

The blood dripping from the wound spreading across Filia's palm had forced its way into his mouth and throat, and the sickening smell of iron spread across his tongue.

Blood mixing seems to be a ritual practiced between upper-class families in ancient times.

In an era when royal power was still fragile and the upper-class nobles were as venomous as snakes, finding someone you could trust was as difficult as finding a boat in the sea or a special leaf in the forest.

But even so, there are times when you have to join forces with others and trust them with your back.

In this case, the upper class and the nobility used this kind of agreement ceremony called blood mingling.

Nobles, and those who are called nobles, value honor and bloodline more than anything else.

This kind of rigidity is simply unimaginable for common people. The nobles try their best to avoid the contamination of their bloodline and frantically pursue the purity of their bloodline.

It is precisely because they value honor and bloodline so much that this kind of contract called blood fusion is established.

The two parties who signed the contract donated blood to each other and drank it. In this way, they became blood allies, even like relatives.

Honestly, it's unclear how useful this contract is, but it's a ritual that must be performed with caution even among nobles.

There are also many nobles who have become close friends simply because they were once blood allies.

But of course, during the actual ceremony, they don't force their hands into each other's mouths, but instead they drop a drop of blood into the wine and drink it. That's how it should be.

Look at it now... As expected, this woman named Filia, one, two... No, I'm afraid more than ten headbands have fallen off?

Perhaps because she felt satisfied by hearing Murphy's continuous dry coughs, Filia pulled her fingers out of his mouth and whispered in his ear, "Don't move."

At this moment, Murphy realized how meaningless resistance was, so he closed his eyes, put all his weight on the chair, and sighed quietly.

Somehow, he had already imagined what Filia would do to him next.

As expected, the next second, Murphy felt a slight pain on her cheek. It was the sharp stimulation that came when the blade cut through the flesh, like numbness.

The flowing blood slowly licked his cheek.

What followed was an indescribable wonderful feeling that hit her cheek, which made Murphy grit her teeth.

How could one describe it? Warm and a little itchy, that wonderful touch, coupled with Filia's teasing breath on her ear, made Murphy swallow.

"Listen, Murphy. You told me to leave your back to me. And I accepted it. This is the contract between master and servant."

Filia whispered in Murphy's ear, and licked the blood flowing on her face.

The whispering voice and touch made Murphy's back hair stand on end.

"If you ever break the contract and disappear somewhere like you did before—even if it's to the ends of the earth, I will find you and make sure you can never walk on your own again."

After a while, Filia's breath slowly left Murphy's cheek.

As the weight was removed from his body, Murphy's limbs could finally move freely, and the blood dripping from his face had completely stopped.

He opened his eyes and found that Filia was still staring at him closely without getting tired, but her expression was much softer than when she first entered the tent.

The delicate lips opened again.

"——Mercy, I am your shield, but you must not let go. If you do, this shield will eat its owner."

Filia spoke as if she was joking, her silver eyes filled with joy as if they wanted to suck Murphy in, and hot breath came out from her slightly opened lips.