After my rebirth, Miss Saint turned evil

"You've stolen so many things from him, how could he still come after you?"

Listening to Murphy's teasing words, Old Jed was unhappy. He put on a stern face and said seriously: "It was a rat who stole his things. What does it have to do with me, Old Jed?"

"Besides, what the rats did, can that be called stealing? That's called helping our dear city lord share the pressure."

Murphy and Old Jed smiled at each other. When they had almost finished laughing, Old Jed continued, "Okay, enough joking, let's get serious."

"Although he and I do have a grudge, sometimes we have to look beyond the surface and not just at the inner workings of a problem."

Murphy understood what he meant.

Although Old Jed and Dickens were rivals, after all, Old Jed sent his men to his house to steal things every day, but he couldn't do anything to Old Jed.

And because of Old Jed's status as an "S-class adventurer" and a "viscount", he had to be kind to Old Jed.

At least that's how it looks on the surface.

It can be said that as long as the two of them do not completely fall out, there is still the possibility of communication and cooperation.

"That's right. After all, when it comes to finding people, no one is better than you, Master."

"So, if he wants to complete the task within three days, he has to come to me."

At this point, Old Jed showed a sinister smile on his face: "When the time comes..."

Looking at the "nuclear-kind" smile on his face, Murphy knew that Dickens was going to be killed this time.

And it was a whole piece of meat with fat.

Chapter 41: I can't stay in this B tavern for even a second

Dickens was definitely going to be the one to suffer this time, and he knew it himself.

But he had no other choice. After all, it would be extremely difficult to capture Filia in this border city of Lars with just the private soldiers under his command.

As for why he didn't send out those knights...

Although the knights would guard his castle and help him catch thieves, this was merely the knights' duty to "protect the nobles."

This does not mean that they need to obey Dickens' words, so the knights will not help him capture people, not to mention that the person he wants to capture is the daughter of the Earl.

Maybe after the knights knew about this, he would be the first one to be arrested.

After all, those knights had been unhappy with him for a long time.

If your boss asks you to work overtime without pay every day, you will also be unhappy.

However... although old Jed looks very confident now, what happened in his previous life gave Murphy a warning.

Indeed, he would do his best to ensure that this life would not develop according to the previous life.

But...life is full of surprises.

"Master, aren't you going to deal with Dickens?"

Murphy hesitated for a moment, but finally said it.

"Hmm? Wouldn't it be a bit too easy for him if he just died?"

“Cutting flesh with a blunt knife is the most painful thing.”

"That's what I said, but..."

Murphy glanced at Old Jed and found that he was still drinking by himself before continuing, "Master, aren't you afraid that something might happen to you suddenly?"

Old Jed looked up in surprise, but Murphy didn't give him a chance to ask.

"I was thinking about this yesterday. If something unexpected happened to you, Master, what would happen to the people left behind?"

"Like Sharon, and others."

"If you're gone, then Dickens will definitely fall out, and then..."

Murphy didn't finish his words, he believed that old Jed had understood what he meant.

Sure enough, at this moment, Old Jed's hand holding the wine bottle was swinging up and down. This was an unconscious movement because he was already lost in thought.

After a long time, until Murphy raised her head several times and Sharon failed several times, he finally woke up from his thoughts.

Old Jed drank the wine in the bottle in one gulp, then grinned at Murphy.

"You kid, are you cursing me to death?"

"Forehead......"

Murphy didn't know what to say in response to Old Jed, although he felt that he had brought up the subject at a good time.

But for old Jed, this topic based on his death is still a bit strange, isn't it?

Just as Murphy lowered her head and thought, she suddenly heard old Jed's loud laughter.

"Hahahaha, brat, I really can't understand you anymore."

After saying this with a smile, Old Jed put his hand on Murphy's head and rubbed it hard.

"Stinky boy, why do you think so much every day? Even if I really die one day, won't you still be here?"

“…But, I—”

Murphy wanted to say that he couldn't do anything, but Old Jed seemed to see through his thoughts and interrupted him: "Your strength has indeed increased a lot, but is your soft temper still the same?"

"Don't forget what I taught you before: A man should never say he is not good enough."

"Hmm...but what you said does make some sense. If I died suddenly, you wouldn't be able to clean up this mess."

"After all, I still have a lot of things for you to learn, so you're still a little green, little brat."

After lecturing Murphy, Old Jed turned his attention to Sharon, who had temporarily stopped training because of his laughter.

"Sharon too. How dare a mere yellow-haired girl like you leave me, your master, here?"

"Hmph! You guys are still not mature enough. It seems like you really can't do anything without me."

After finishing speaking, Old Jed looked at Murphy again.

But this time, he put on a serious expression and tone.

"Don't worry, I won't die for the time being, at least until you and the little girl grow up."

"As for Dickens, let's make a final killing out of him and get rid of him."

Old Jed sighed leisurely, "It's time for the people of this frontier fortress to have a better leader."

......

Murphy stared at old Jed sitting next to her, unable to utter a word.

This old man... is so handsome.

Holy shit, what’s going on? Why is this old guy so handsome???

At this moment, Sharon, who was standing on the acupressure mat, had the same expression.

Although he didn't know what his master and Brother Meifei were talking about just now, this was the first time he saw his master being so serious.

"Okay kid, if you have nothing else, get out of here."

"Um...why?"

"Nothing, I just don't want to see you right now."

"???"

Murphy was stunned. He pointed at Sharon who was also stunned: "Where is she?"

"She has to train and can't leave for the time being."

"what about me?"

Murphy couldn't help but ask another question on the spot.

But this time Old Jed didn't answer him. He just drove him out of the backyard and all the way to Holt's office.

Sitting at the desk, he looked at Murphy who was kicked out with a puzzled look on his face. He felt as if he had just seen it wrong.

Was that brat Murphy...kicked out by the boss?

Holt looked at Murphy in disbelief.

Murphy stood in front of the secret door with a dazed look on her face, her mind full of questions.

Huh? Why?

No...why?

......Grass!

Murphy cursed fiercely in her heart.

He had just been praising old Jed in his heart for being so handsome, but the next moment, he was kicked out by him.

......etc.

Is he shy?

Murphy thought of a possibility.

However, the next second, he was so disgusted by his own ridiculous idea that he got goosebumps.

'Forget it, forget it. I don't want to think about it anymore.'

Murphy muttered to himself, but old Jed's face appeared in his mind again, and he couldn't help but tremble.

Then he ignored Holt who was looking at him and hurried away.

He couldn't stay in this tavern for even a second.

But when he was halfway there, he suddenly stopped.

Because he didn't know where to go.

Lars is so old, but it seems like... there is nowhere he can go.

It seemed that the only places he could go were Old Jed and Gralin.

'And perhaps... the Church?'

"Well, let's go to church. If I ask Aunt Kelly, I should be able to see Ella."

Murphy made a decision and prepared to go to the church to see Ella.

However, just before he took a step.

The sudden knock on the door made him stop.

Chapter 42: Chunibyo and the Noble

A sudden knock on the door made Murphy stop what she was doing.

It might be the rat who came to Holt to report something.

Murphy made a random guess.

Holt also woke up from his previous daze because of the sudden knock on the door: "Come in."

The door was slowly pushed open, and as Murphy expected, an ordinary person in tattered clothes walked in.

Well...actually it would be better to describe him as a beggar rather than an ordinary person in shabby clothes.

In fact, a large portion of the rats under Old Jed are people like this.

"Master Murphy, Sir Holt, excuse me."

"what's up?"

Although he was dressed in rags, what came out of this man's mouth was surprisingly polite.

Murphy knew that this was the result of Holt's training.

The so-called knighthood of Holt was actually a title he gave to himself.

Knowing that Old Jed was a noble, he gave himself a noble title and asked his men to address him as "Sir".

Well, it can probably be understood as the second-year syndrome.

His subordinates didn't know the specific reason, but they just thought that Boss Holt liked to do these fancy things. In addition, since it was his own order, his subordinates followed his wishes and called him "Sir".

As for Murphy's title of Young Master, it seemed that it was also Holt's doing. He asked all his men to call Murphy "Young Master", but he himself never called him that.