After my rebirth, Miss Saint turned evil

But the other party easily changed the subject and expressed his concerns again.

He pondered for a moment and finally decided not to involve Ella in this strange anomaly for the time being.

"...Maybe a little. Maybe I didn't sleep well last night, so my head is still not very clear."

"Then let's go back. This speech is nothing interesting."

"Thank you, I'm sorry for worrying you."

"Why are you so hypocritical? There's something wrong with you!"

Murphy and Ella left the square, talking and laughing, and walked towards the street to the east.

No one mentioned the hands that were still held together.

Chapter 6: First Recovered Memory

"Lie down! Didn't you get enough rest? Fall asleep right now!"

Murphy felt helpless. She should have found another reason earlier.

That way, Ella wouldn't be forcing him to lie on the bed like she is now, and she wouldn't be given the unreasonable request to fall asleep immediately.

"Even if I haven't rested well, I can't fall asleep right away. Don't force me."

"I don't care. Just close your eyes even if you're not asleep."

"Hey, don't do that! You're acting like I'm dying with regrets."

"Don't talk, just sleep well."

He tried to argue with Ella, hoping to get a reasonable request.

But obviously, he failed, and girls who believe in something are unreasonable.

Ella covered his eyes with her hands and slid them down, as if closing the eyes of a poor guy who died with his eyes open.

There was no way, Murphy could only obey Ella's request and stop talking. Then he closed his eyes and emptied his mind.

Slowly, Ella noticed that Murphy's breathing gradually became smoother and he fell asleep.

She lay on the edge of the bed and looked at Murphy's face and his hands outside the quilt.

"What big hands."

Her face turned red and she covered her hot cheeks with her hands, thinking of the hands they held in the square.

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Murphy was dreaming, and he knew he was dreaming because he saw himself, from the perspective of an outsider.

He saw Ella coming back from the church and told him that both of them were chosen by the hero.

He seemed a little happy after hearing the news, but pretended to be indifferent. Ella stood by and looked at him with a smile, without exposing him.

He saw the little hero whom he had just met today standing in front of him. He looked at him with his unique gentle eyes and called him Brother Murphy.

He saw himself, the brave man, Ella, and three other guys with blurry faces heading to various training places, full of high spirits.

But later on.

He saw himself silently doing chores like keeping watch and setting up camp, with a look of numbness and frustration on his face.

He saw himself entering a town, and the people he had saved surrounded the brave man and his companions, but he was not among them.

He saw the suspicious looks the residents on both sides of the road gave him after he returned triumphantly with the brave team.

He saw himself leaning decadently against the head of the hotel bed, smoking silently, and then his fingers were burned by the flame that had already burned out, and he threw the cigarette butt away tremblingly.

He saw himself looking at the brave warriors on the front line with envy, but what he didn't notice was the strange expression on Ella's face who was standing next to him.

Murphy just looked at herself.

He finally realized that these strange memories were his future in this world.

As a companion of the hero, he holds such a lowly position in the eyes of the one he protects.

Perhaps in their hearts, even prostitutes have a higher status than him.

He decided to rewrite it and it was completely different from what he had expected.

It's not even ordinary.

A shitty future.

"Don't make that expression."

Ella's eyes completely stimulated Murphy.

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Murphy opened her eyes and felt warm breath against her ear.

He turned his head to look to the side and found Ella lying on the edge of the bed, sleeping with her head on her side and her folded hands as a pillow.

Ella's long white hair fell on both sides of her cheeks and her eyes were closed tightly.

The sunlight shone through the window onto her face, adding a hazy feeling.

In Murphy's eyes, the quiet Ella seemed to have a different charm.

The hot and humid breath from her delicate nose hit Murphy's face, making him feel a little itchy, but also a little comfortable.

"It's so beautiful. I wish I could live like this forever."

Murphy couldn't help but fantasize about this, but he knew it was impossible.

Next, Ella will be chosen as a companion by the brave man, and then she will be brought into the brave man's team. From that moment on, the peaceful yet beautiful life like now will completely fall apart.

"Although I've decided to change the future, Ella's dream has always been to become a hero's companion."

"I can't stop her just because of my own personal affairs. That would be too selfish."

Murphy was a little hesitant. He didn't want to destroy Ella's dream just for his own selfish reasons. He didn't want that.

"I remember that in the future, it was probably because Ella recommended me to the Brave Man that I was chosen by him."

"In that case, I'll explain it to Ella when she wakes up."

"Even if she becomes the hero's companion, she must not introduce me to him."

"Well, that's fine. Ella has fulfilled her dream, and I have the opportunity to rewrite my own future."

Murphy thought of a solution.

Although he was reluctant to give up his current peaceful and beautiful life, even if he did nothing, such a life would still be destroyed.

He looked back at the sleeping Ella, and Murphy saw her delicate little nose twitch and her brows furrowed.

Murphy stretched out her fingers, touched the other person's frown, and smoothed it out. The white hair rubbed against her fingers, feeling a little itchy.

Ella's expression calmed down and a relaxed smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. She seemed to have had a good dream.

Murphy stood up slowly, trying not to wake Ella with too much movement.

He walked to the table and sat down, quietly looking at Ella who was sleeping soundly on the bed, just as Ella had looked at him before.

Chapter 7 Whose Dream

In the evening, Murphy, who had unconsciously fallen into deep thought and forgotten the time, suddenly heard a noise and looked towards the bed.

At this time, Ella had woken up.

She knelt on the ground, half-opened her confused eyes, and looked at the surrounding environment in a daze, with a trace of saliva hanging from the corner of her mouth.

She saw Murphy sitting at the table and looking at her with a smile. The warm light of the setting sun shone on him, and the haziness added some strange charm to him.

Ella was fascinated by him like this.

Although Murphy always thought he looked very ordinary, in Ella's eyes he was not actually ugly, but rather had a bit of a cool and handsome feel.

Suddenly, her body trembled and she woke up.

She looked at Murphy's face again. She was still looking at her with a smile, but now that smile had a different meaning in her eyes.

Her face quickly turned red and she covered her face with her hands.

The palms of my hands felt scorching heat.

But Murphy still said nothing, just looked at her with a smile.

"Why didn't you call me? You woke up but you didn't call me. Are you trying to make fun of me?"

"Since you seemed to be sleeping soundly, I didn't disturb your rest."

Ella was a little annoyed by Murphy's gaze and let go of her hands that were covering her cheeks.

She stood up and walked over to Murphy's side, then looked at him fiercely.

However, in Murphy's eyes, Ella's self-proclaimed fierce gaze did not scare him at all. Instead, it made him feel that she was cute.

Thinking of this, he suddenly fell silent and his expression became serious.

He looked at Ella seriously and motioned for her to sit opposite him.

Ella was a little confused, but still chose to follow Murphy's instructions, sat in front of him, and waited for his explanation.

"Ella, are you going back to church tomorrow?"

"Well, Mommy Kelly will take us to see the hero."

"Will you participate in the church's team selection?"

"Yeah. Huh? How did you know? I never told you."

"My guess."

Of course, Murphy couldn't tell her that she already had a general memory of the future, so she made up an excuse to fool her.

As far as I can remember, Ella was chosen by the hero and became his teammate after returning to the church tomorrow.

Afterwards, she somehow managed to bring Murphy into the team of heroes.

Then the hero will select three more companions to form a team of saviors, or rather a team of demon-slayers.

"Then congratulations! You will soon become a brave warrior's partner."

"No, no, no, I can't be so sure. I'm still quite unconfident."

Murphy relaxed his serious expression, smiled and congratulated Ella in advance, but the other party quickly shook her head and modestly denied it.

"Ella, I hope you can promise me something."

"What is it? If it's not too much to ask, I can agree to it."

Perhaps because Murphy congratulated her, Ella was in a good mood at the moment.

Murphy pondered for a moment and told her his request.

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"Ella."

"If you are really chosen by the hero."

"I hope you'll agree to that."

"Don't introduce me to the hero either."

Ella walked towards the church with a heavy heart, and Murphy's words were still echoing in her mind.

"How did he know I was going to introduce him to the Hero?"

"No, it's more like how did he know that I would be participating in the Hero Selection tomorrow? I never told him. Although he said he guessed, but..."

"And why is he so sure that I can become a hero's companion? Even I, the candidate saint, am not completely sure."

"Come to think of it, he's been acting strange since this morning. It was the same when he got up, and it was the same when he was in the square. He's really strange."

Ella walked on the road with her head down, muttering to herself.

People on the roadside cast strange looks at her, but she didn't care. Her only thought now was to analyze Murphy's abnormality.

She did realize something, but she was missing some key information, which prevented her from fully deducing the truth of the matter.

She is not a master of reasoning, and it can even be said that she is not very smart in other aspects.

It's just that she grew up with Murphy since childhood, and so many years of living together made her extremely familiar with Murphy.