After my rebirth, Miss Saint turned evil

"Hmm? It's okay, it's okay. Actually, I look at my handsome face like this every day, hehe."

"Hahaha, shameless."

"What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting. Come on, hurry up, the hero will be here soon."

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Murphy and Ella walked side by side on the outskirts of Lars's square. Everywhere they looked, they saw people of all kinds.

He saw orcs with furry ears on their heads and various tails on their backs. They were sitting in a restaurant not far away and feasting on their food.

He saw several short dwarves with thick beards sitting in the blacksmith shop.

There were several wooden cups filled with wine beside them, and they were chatting and laughing with the human blacksmith.

He even saw a few legendary elves in the corner.

It was exactly as described in the novel of the previous life, with a face so beautiful that it was impossible to tell the gender, long and smooth hair, and long ears that were the hallmark of an elf.

The elves carried longbows made of branches on their backs, and just by standing there, they attracted the attention of most people in the square.

Although Murphy had seen elves in her memory, she was still shocked by their beauty when she actually saw them.

Only at this time did he feel that he had indeed traveled to another world.

"Does it look good?"

"I'm just a little curious about the rare elves I see. And those few might be male elves."

Murphy felt Ella poking her beside her.

So, he tried hard to shift his gaze away from the elf and slowly turned to Ella who was squinting at him.

"I see, Ella has feelings for me, huh?"

Besides questions, there was also a subtle hint of jealousy in Ella's eyes.

Murphy could immediately see the feelings Ella had for her, which she might not even be aware of.

He decided to treat this young emotion well.

The me in the past who lacked "common sense" didn't understand it, but now that I understand it, I must take responsibility for it.

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Murphy was led by Ella to visit several food shops on the edge of the square. They bought some simple food and kept it in their hands.

At this moment, the center of the square suddenly became noisy.

"Look, it's the Brave One!"

"The brave man is here!"

"Where, where? Let me see!"

Murphy heard someone shouting, it seemed that the hero was coming.

As a result, the already extremely noisy square became even more chaotic.

He and Ella stood at the door of a restaurant at the edge of the square. He turned his head towards the square and saw a group of knights and a cardinal walking towards the platform under the statue in the center of the square.

Murphy and Ella knew the cardinal.

He is the highest leader of the Lars Church, a conservative old man.

Every time they behaved in a way that was inconsistent with church norms, the old man would reprimand them harshly.

This group of people represented the kingdom and church forces of Border Lars, so it goes without saying that their status was very high.

But at this moment they followed that person like followers.

Walking in front, leading the group of knights and the cardinal.

He is a knight of somewhat short stature.

Chapter 5: The Little Brave Man

"Isn't the hero... a little small?"

"Indeed, the hero is actually such a young child?"

"Can a child like this really defeat the Demon King?"

"I'm a little worried."

After a brief silence, the people around began to have a heated discussion.

The topic mainly revolved around the somewhat short hero in front of them.

Murphy stood on the periphery and searched his memory carefully.

He remembered the information Aunt Kelly had once told him about the brave man.

In this world, the goddess Cassia chooses children who are about to reach adulthood as heroes and bestows them with blessings.

After receiving protection in the royal capital, the brave will head eastward and eventually reach the border.

He would look for companions on the road, and then go to various academies in the empire or kingdom together to gain experience.

When the hero reaches adulthood, the church will give him the holy sword and holy armor.

Afterwards, the saviors will enter the demon's territory and begin their adventure until they finally defeat the demon king.

He looked again at the little hero in the center of the square.

The warrior's sharp short golden hair is very handsome, but his face is very delicate.

The hero was wearing armor of a style that was clearly different from that of the surrounding knights.

In the Knights Templar, it seems that only knights with great strength and noble character can possess special armor.

After all, he is a genius chosen as a hero, so it is natural for him to have his own set of knight armor.

The hero seemed a little shy. Although he had experienced this many times, he was still not used to being watched by others.

Just then, the cardinal that Murphy knew came out and stood beside the hero.

"Quiet."

The cardinal's voice was so loud that his voice alone drowned out the entire square.

The sound began to spread slowly and the square gradually became quiet.

The archbishop nodded with satisfaction, then turned his head.

She used her eyes to signal the little hero beside her who was looking at the onlookers with a gentle gaze.

"It's a supplementary divine art that can amplify sound."

When the Archbishop turned his head, Ella took the opportunity to whisper an explanation to Murphy.

"I am the seventh generation hero, Ames Castina."

"Although I'm not mature enough now."

"But I will quickly grow through experience and defeat the Demon King."

"I hope everyone can trust me."

"I will definitely..."

On the high platform in the center of the square, the archbishop waved his hand.

After that, the young hero introduced himself in a young voice and began his speech which was not very passionate.

The main content is to express one's determination to stabilize the people of the kingdom.

The humans around began to listen in silence.

There was some fanaticism in their eyes, as if they were listening to the oracle of the goddess.

And those people of different races also seemed to be interested in the brave man's speech.

They were no longer careless, and there was a hint of seriousness in their eyes.

Murphy's emotions seemed to become more excited, and his eyes began to be filled with fanaticism.

At this time, Ella beside him took his hand.

The somewhat cold but extremely soft little hand dispelled the strange emotion.

If Murphy realized at this moment that they were holding each other's hands and turned to look at Ella, she would find that her face was covered with red clouds.

He didn't, though, because before he could register it, several strange memories intruded upon his mind.

These memories impacted his consciousness, making it impossible for him to think further.

In these strange memories, Murphy saw a person who was somewhat similar to the little hero frequently appearing in front of him.

The same sharp short golden hair, the same handsome face.

But compared to the little guy on the stage, the one in my memory is obviously more like a real hero.

The brave man wore a gorgeous yet unassuming armor, and at his waist was a sword whose brilliance was so great that even its scabbard could not conceal it.

It should be the holy armor and holy sword that the goddess blessed in the legend.

"I'll ask you to keep watch today, okay?"

"I've been troubled by your care all this time, in various ways."

"Sorry."

Murphy saw the brave man coming with a hint of apology and asking her to keep watch.

He saw the brave man looking at him with gentle eyes and expressing his sincere gratitude to him.

He saw the brave man standing in front of him with his eyelids lowered, as if he wanted to say something but stopped.

He saw an elf by the river calling the brave man. Her face was more beautiful than the elves he had seen in the square before.

He saw the brave man turn around and walk towards the river after apologizing to him.

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"Murphy? Are you okay?"

"Merphy? Murphy!"

"Huh? Huh? It's okay, I just thought of something."

"You suddenly stopped moving. Are you feeling unwell? Why don't we go back?"

Ella beside him shook Murphy's hand, successfully helping his consciousness escape from the memories that broke into his mind.

He looked at Ella and found that she was looking at him with confusion and worry.

He turned his head and looked around again, and found that the young hero was still giving a speech on the podium.

The people around listened attentively as if possessed, with fanatical eyes.

He suddenly remembered what happened before the memory appeared and realized something was wrong.

"What's wrong with them? Is the hero's speech so attractive?"

"Well, that must be the old man using a magic trick to attract attention, a common trick used by the church."

He asked his question to Ella beside him and tried to change the subject.

Ella answered him with a somewhat disdainful tone, then ignored his intention and asked him again about the change that had just happened.

"That's nothing. I'd rather know what happened to you just now? You suddenly became so weird."

"Nothing, I just remembered something."

"...Murphy, you are hiding something from me."

Murphy failed to change the subject and tried to brush it off, but Ella saw through her.

Penetrated by Ella's sharp eyes, he began to rack his brains thinking about how to get away with it.

"It's okay if you don't want to talk about it. Everyone has things they don't want to talk about. Just tell me when you want to talk about it later."

"I'm more worried about your condition than that. Are you really okay?"

Murphy is still thinking about how to hide it from Ella.