After my rebirth, Miss Saint turned evil

"Alright, let's go see that guy crying again. This is also a kind act for God."

The so-called "good deeds" meant that he was entertained by inflicting pain on Philosopher Trettus.

The other party is an immoral person, so no matter how many times he is beaten or how much violence is inflicted, it must all be good deeds.

Moreover, Philos Tretter was undoubtedly a beauty.

Although he couldn't do soul-stealing acts to her because she was a pervert, even so, creating painful, earthworm-like swellings on her skin gave him pleasure.

Although she remained silent amid the insults, she was strong and every time she was hit hard, she would groan in pain and even cry in the end.

Philos Tret's figure is the best entertainment for the current Philos soldiers.

The people who in the past were afraid to even touch her and could not speak out to her can now abuse her at will, and even treat her like a beast without being punished.

After all, those are good deeds.

By the way, today I have tasted the terror and cowardice because of what that cousin did, so I have to let that guy taste the same thing.

Just put an iron on her back, it will definitely make a good crying sound.

The guard's face had a hateful smile on it. He looked up at the crimson sky and thought: "Can't time just pass faster? There's so much fun waiting for me."

Just like that, while I was on boring sentry duty, the sun suddenly emitted a strong light and then disappeared at the end of the mountains.

Finally, at the moment when day and night alternate, the sky lost the last remnants of its glory.

Then, at that moment - the colleague's head exploded, and at the same time, he felt an icy cold sensation on his neck.

The guard reflexively opened his eyes wide and gripped the spear tightly in his hand.

His body became stiff and his heart was deeply shaken by the scene before him.

What happened? What happened to me?

The guard, completely confused as to what was happening, felt a wave of confusion in his mind.

Just then, a sound as if to cut off his ears was heard.

"Hey, hey, don't make any noise. You don't want to say goodbye to your dear head, do you?"

It was a terrible sound that I had heard somewhere before, and it seemed that I had heard it in front of the city gate today as well.

Chapter 22: Night City and Intruders

Only when I put the dagger against the guard's neck, I felt that the dagger, which is smaller than the sword, is more convenient to use. It feels like it is sucked on my hand and is very good.

"Have there been any intruders here today? Or rather, have there been any rumors or reports of such an intruder?"

As Murphy said this, he cut a thin piece of skin from the guard's neck.

The guard replied with trembling legs that there was no such person and he had never heard of such a thing.

"You, you...what on earth..."

"Is it me or you who is asking the question? Think about it carefully."

Murphy deliberately raised his voice, and as he spoke, he pressed the dagger a little harder on the guard's neck, and the flowing blood licked the guard's neck.

It is not a good idea to answer the other party's questions during interrogation. Only when they thoroughly understand which party is in the position of asking questions and which party is in the position of obeying can the interrogation proceed smoothly.

Hearing Murphy's words, the guard nodded quickly as if his jaw was jumping, and then spoke obediently, which made Murphy not know what to say.

Was he useless? It was as if the guards here hadn't been taught how to handle enemy attacks. Could it be because they were guards of "Weathervane" Philos?

"This is it. If you don't lie and answer all my questions, I'll spare your life. You don't want to end up like your friend, do you?"

As he said this, Murphy looked at the corpse with its head shattered and its body lying face down in a pool of blood, and he couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

That was a really miserable way to die. If it were him, he would at least hope to be killed quietly. It would be better to forget about dying with his head smashed by an axe.

He then asked a few more questions to the guard, who was still nodding convulsively.

The location of Philos Tret, the number of people currently guarding it, the residence of the man called Rozo, and the number of guards there.

Although the guard looked like he was almost scared to death, he still told Murphy everything happily.

But perhaps because Murphy was silent for a while after hearing the answer, which frightened him, the guard continued with a trembling throat.

"If you're looking for F...Filos Tret, let me lead the way. It's very close to here, and I want to help you as much as I can!"

The guard's words and actions made Murphy's eyes widen, and he thought to himself, there are really many people like this everywhere.

It was probably because the questions I asked just now made him think that I was here to rescue Philos Tret, so he said these superficial words in order to please me.

He is so humane, I want to applaud him.

However, even though he thought so, Murphy shook his head and said in an understanding tone, "No, forget it. This is not good for your God, so please help me pass on a message."

Perhaps he felt that he was saved, for as soon as he heard the request to help deliver the message, the guard's body immediately lost its strength.

This feeling of extreme relaxation and relief after extreme tension is quite rare.

So, in order to calm him down and stop him from shouting, Murphy told him the content of the message.

"—Tell Cassia that I was the one who sent you there."

As soon as he finished speaking, Murphy covered the guard's mouth with one hand like a snake, and then used the other hand to pull hard the dagger against his neck.

Murphy felt the disgusting sound and touch of tearing flesh and sucking blood in his hands. He could feel the guard's body struggling for a moment in his arms, but it quickly stopped.

After the terrifying black blood spurted out from the neck, the guard and his friend were left with only two shells.

Gently wiping the blood off his hands, Murphy threw the two bodies outside the city wall.

Although there were still bloodstains on the city wall, it was nothing. It was night time and it wouldn't be discovered so easily.

"Didn't you keep the promise... that you could be saved?"

It was a voice that echoed in the darkness. Although it didn't seem to be accusing, it seemed to hold a strong question.

Murphy looked at the owner of the voice, Vestarinu Galia, and said, "They were the ones who broke the appointment first. Is the Iron Princess unhappy?"

"No, it's not like that."

Although Vestarinu answered so briefly, Murphy clearly saw that her expression became slightly tougher in the dark.

This made Murphy sigh. To some extent, Vistalinu, who grew up in the upper class, and he, who was born and raised in the mud, had very different ways of thinking and aesthetics.

That's why I said she shouldn't have come with me... Thinking of this, Murphy said to Vestarinu, "How about we go back now?"

In order to make the other party choose that option, he even added malicious words like "It would be more convenient for me if you leave."

However, Vestarinu refused to nod.

"Since my elder sister has taken out her heart, I, as her younger sister, cannot hide in armor."

Vestarinu didn't say anything else, and Murphy just shrugged in response.

In the final analysis, he was not good at dealing with such stubborn people. Although they seemed easy to deal with, words were actually not very effective.

Murphy sighed and looked out at the panoramic view of the city of Philos from the city wall.

Although it's not a big city, it's still too spacious to travel everywhere.

So why would Bruda want to get involved in this? Although it is indeed very much her style.

When Bruda followed Vistalinu to the city of Philos, for some reason, she suddenly told her sister that she wanted to go to the city alone to scout it first.

Although her motives are unknown, according to Vestarinu, Bruda seems to be worried about Murphy.

But this made Murphy even more confused. Why was Bruda so worried about him that he had to sneak into the enemy city?

However, if this was really the case, he could not just leave Bruda alone and go back to the Heraldry camp.

Thinking of this, Murphy sighed deeply again and said.

"So, Bruda only said she was going to gather intelligence, but she didn't say what she was going to do."

"Yes," Vistalinu nodded softly. "If it weren't for the assassination attempt, perhaps there wouldn't be any major danger."

But Murphy knew very well that as far as Bruda was concerned, if that guy said he wanted to collect intelligence, she would most likely wander around Philos until the moment her life was really in danger, so she should reunite as quickly as possible, and this was unchangeable.

As for intelligence gathering, it can be expected that she would target the center of the city, around Rozo.

So, logically speaking, as long as Mephi and Vistalinu also hide beside Rosso, they should be able to meet up with Bruda, however.

There was still something on Murphy's mind.

That is what the two soldiers on guard said - good deeds.

Philos Trett is a distinguished person wherever he goes. Honestly speaking, if you want to detain a person like him, the most you can do is to put him under house arrest in a room, so his safety is still guaranteed.

But judging from what she heard from the guards, it seemed that this was not the case at all. It was more like she felt that she was far away from safety.

I'm really impressed. I originally planned to go back after finding Bruda.

But now, why does it feel like there will never be a stage where we can negotiate with them to return Philos?

Thinking of this, Murphy bent her fingers and put on her gloves again while thinking.

So, what to do.

Soon, he came to a conclusion.

No matter what, we have to take action now. After all, infiltration activities can only be carried out in the darkest times, so we must complete what needs to be done in this limited time.

At this moment, Vistalinu said seriously, "Act with caution. After all, for us who cannot use lights, darkness is both a friend and an enemy."

Just like what she would say, Murphy thought frankly.

It is true that night has fallen and lights are only used by watchmen and guards. It is impossible for people who sneak into the city illegally to use lights, as doing so may put themselves in danger.

However, Murphy had no reason to worry about that.

The streets at night, the movements of people stirring in the alleys, and even the appearance of the fence grass swaying in the wind, all of these are under his control.

Then, with the lines of a smile appearing on her face, Murphy spoke.

"Don't worry, Your Highness the Iron Princess. Blending into the night is my specialty. Or rather, it's my forte. All I need to do is stroll leisurely, and I'll get the job done."

Chapter 23 Jealousy in This Heart

——I went to check on Philos. It’s nothing, just a gift for my employer.

Bruda, who had melted into the alleys of the city of Philos, wondered why he had said such a thing, frowning as if in self-loathing.

Was it because he felt ashamed for not being able to throw himself into his employer's crisis in time, or was it simply because he wanted to make subsequent negotiations more advantageous as a mercenary?

Putting away the long needle in his hand, Bruda bent his fingers tightly.

No, that's not right. I was just running away.

Now, Bruda finally began to understand, bit by bit, the complex emotions hidden in his body.

In other words, she simply didn't want to meet her employer, Murphy. That's why she couldn't help him like Vestarinu did.

Later, in order to avoid meeting him, he fled into the city of Philos, and even forcibly found a specious reason such as reconnaissance.

The reason for not wanting to meet is also very simple.

She didn't want to be seen as a cheap woman by her employer, and most importantly, she was almost unable to help her employer during Belphein's commotion.

I was clearly hired, but instead of meeting his expectations, I was helped by him several times.

Whether it was the reconciliation with Vestarinu or the revenge against Mordo, all of it was accomplished through his hands.

Yes, of course. I was saved by my employer time and time again, but I didn't give him anything in return.

How could I, as someone like that, shamelessly say "I hope to be hired again" without even a gift at this point?

Her younger sister, Vestarin, is very talented. She has the leadership ability to lead the Belphein mercenaries and the military strength to be worthy of the title of "Iron Princess".

But what about myself? All I have is a throwing skill that's not even as good as Vestarinu's.

Well, if that were the case, if the employer welcomed Vistalinu but at the same time gave him a cold look, if he was treated as a gift from Vistalinu.

I wouldn't know what to do.

I'm sure you'll be unable to say a word to your employer.

How embarrassing! There has to be a limit to ugliness. It must have caused Vestarinu to worry unnecessarily, since they had entered the interior of Philos with almost no explanation.

As darkness began to fall, Bruda finally began to stretch his limbs.

The hat she always wore was not suitable for scouting, so today she gathered her long brown hair into a ball and let it float in the air.

Although they had completely broken with the Church of Heraldry during the day, the security system in the city of Filos was quite lax.