After my rebirth, Miss Saint turned evil

"Sir, that fat pig has sent someone here, saying he wants to find the boss to issue a commission."

"I left him outside the tavern."

Hearing this, Holt frowned unconsciously.

The boss refers to old Jed. He doesn't like those fancy things, so everyone just calls him the boss.

Holt didn't know about Riley's situation because Sharon didn't say anything when she came back yesterday, so he only knew that Murphy and Sharon went to the city lord's fortress last night.

He came to the boss for a commission for no reason... Could it be that this guy was discovered yesterday?

Holt looked at Murphy with suspicion in his eyes.

He didn't think anything would happen to his daughter, after all, she had been there countless times, but it was Murphy's first time.

So if Dickens found out, it was likely that something went wrong on Murphy's side.

Well, this is all routine. No matter what the problem is, Holt will definitely blame Murphy first.

Even though he later realized that he had wronged Murphy, he couldn't bring himself to apologize.

Maybe he had long forgotten the reason why he hated Murphy so much. It was simply because as a father, he was unhappy that Murphy was always with his daughter.

"Tell him to wait, I'll go inform the boss."

"Yes, my lord."

Although I kept complaining about Murphy in my heart, this kind of thing still had to be dealt with properly.

If the next boss makes a mistake, you have to help him clean up his mess even if you have to cry.

Murphy didn't react that much, after all, Old Jed had just told him that Dickens would send someone to find him.

However, he didn't know whether his appearance was exposed. Although he was wearing a veil, he couldn't be sure that his face was not seen.

After all, it is better to be safe than sorry.

"Uncle Holt, remember to tell Sharon to hide first, or just ask my master to come to the office to see him."

"Well...anyway, just don't let him see Sharon."

Murphy didn't tell Old Jed about the fight with Rayleigh last night.

The main reason was that he was so stunned by Old Jed's "extremely handsome" words at the time that he simply forgot about the matter.

Then the next moment, he was kicked out by Old Jed again, and he didn't even have the chance to tell him about this.

However, even if he didn't say it, it wouldn't be a big problem. After all, he just met a madman who loved fighting.

Anyway, I have to go to the Earldom, so... maybe I can make use of Rayleigh when the time comes.

After all, judging from what he said, his status seemed to be quite high.

"What do you mean?"

Holt was very confused. He didn't know why Murphy told him this. Wasn't he the one who was discovered? Then why did he let his daughter hide?

Fathers are like this, hypocritical and double-standard, and they become stupid when it comes to matters involving their daughters.

In fact, if he just thought about it briefly, he would understand what Murphy meant.

It's just that his preconceived judgment about the matter and his favoritism towards his daughter as a father prevented him from thinking it through for the time being.

Murphy didn't say much, he just shrugged: "Nothing, we still have to be careful in everything."

After saying that, he opened the office door and left.

Murphy didn't directly tell Holt, "Your daughter was discovered last night and was almost caught."

Instead of him saying such unpleasant things, it would be better to let Holt figure it out himself.

Murphy knew that Holt was just temporarily insane.

As long as he has a while, he will definitely figure it out and will definitely do what he suggests.

After all, even though he was a stupid father, it didn't mean he was a fool, otherwise he wouldn't have been placed in the tavern by Old Jed.

Murphy no longer thought about it. He planned to sneak into the pub and pretend to be an ordinary drinker, then stay in a corner where he would not be easily discovered.

Wait until the person sent by the city lord goes in, then leave.

In this case, there shouldn't be any big problems, and the probability of being discovered is close to zero.

As for the content of the commission... to be honest, Murphy wasn't very interested.

After all, he and Filia didn't have a very deep relationship right now. They just had a verbal agreement to duel in three...two days.

So, no matter what happened in Filia's family, it had nothing to do with him.

It doesn’t matter… probably.

After all, for Murphy, she still has the favor of teaching him swordsmanship.

so......

Forget it, there is actually no need to think so much.

At that time, we will just have to take things one step at a time regarding Filia and the others.

Besides, Old Jed will definitely have his own arrangements, and there is no need for him to interfere. After all, Old Jed is definitely better at handling such matters.

As Murphy thought this, he walked to the counter and ordered a bottle of wine, then found a table in the corner where only one person was sitting.

He lowered his head, walked to the table, and sat down with his back to the door.

But...when he sat down, the man who was originally sitting at the table drinking suddenly raised his head and looked at him for a few seconds.

Then, he stood up with an excited look on his face.

Chapter 43 Somewhat disrespectful of my professional level

"plum--!"

"Shhh."

The moment the man spoke, Murphy made a "keep your voice down" gesture to him.

After seeing Murphy's gesture, the man looked around.

After realizing that some people around him had noticed the commotion and were looking at him and Murphy, who had just sat down, with some curiosity, he finally understood the meaning of Murphy's gesture.

The man waved his hand and apologized to the people around him.

He waited until everyone around him stopped paying attention to this side before he sat down again and lowered his voice: "Master Murphy."

"Um, uh...what's your name?"

This is not Murphy's fault. After all, there are so many mice and it is impossible for him to remember everyone's name.

"Master Murphy, my name is Bray."

After hearing Murphy's question, the man named Bray was so excited that he could hardly speak.

Although some people, such as Holt, do not like Murphy because he is unwilling to steal and cannot create value for the organization.

But among that group of ordinary mice, Murphy's reputation was unexpectedly high.

He actually didn't do anything special. He just chatted and drank with them when he was bored. He didn't do anything else.

But Murphy was inexplicably loved by the mice, and he was even depressed for a while because of this.

After all, apart from edible food, the only thing that mice would like is probably the mouse head.

Murphy sighed helplessly in his heart, and then said to Bray:

"Bree, just think of me as a friend drinking with you. Don't make any conspicuous moves."

He raised his hand again and pointed at the door of the tavern to Bray: "By the way, keep an eye on the door for me. If you see anyone entering the office, tell me."

"Ok!"

"That's too loud, idiot."

"......Feel sorry."

So, Murphy chatted with Bray about random things while drinking and waiting.

Soon, he finished the wine he got from the counter, but at this time, Bray also spoke.

"Master Murphy, Tom just brought an old man in a black suit into the office."

Tom...ah, the beggar who just came into the office.

As for the old man in the black suit, he should be Dickens' butler.

Murphy analyzed it calmly, then nodded to Bray: "Okay, thanks."

After thanking him, he took out a silver coin from his armor and placed it on the table.

"Buying you a drink."

"this--!"

"It's too loud."

"...Thank you, Master Murphy."

Hearing Bray's grateful voice, Murphy just smiled and nodded at him.

In the past, when making money was difficult, we could only treat them to the minimum of low-quality watered-down alcohol.

But gradually, he felt that money was no longer important, not because he could earn more now and didn't care about a little money.

It's more like a change of perspective.

What Murphy gained from his previous life was definitely not just his own strength and his somewhat inferior personality, but also many other things, but he himself just didn't discover them.

"gone."

"Goodbye, Master Murphy."

Murphy waved to Bray and left the tavern.

Still according to the original plan, go to the church to find Ella.

After all, it was one of the few places he could call home.

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Soon, Murphy arrived at the door of the church in the northern part of the city. It was still the extremely luxurious church.

At the small door on the right side of the church, there is still a priest standing there today, spreading the gospel of the goddess Cassia to people passing by.

Murphy felt somewhat familiar with the pastor, but he didn't know his name. He probably had only met the pastor a few times.

However, although he did not know the pastor, it did not mean that the pastor did not know him.

The pastor noticed Murphy walking towards him, and while greeting him, he asked, "Lost lamb, how can I help you——"

He didn't finish, however, because Murphy was already approaching.

"Hey, are you...Meffy?"

By this time, he could see Murphy's face clearly.

The pastor knew Murphy, or rather, almost everyone in the church knew him.

Because in a sense, the name Murphy has spread throughout the church.

Of course, in a bad way.

It's like the most mischievous student in the class who is hated the most by the head teachers.

Because this kind of students often do some strange things and then get punished by teachers. Murphy was like this when he was young, so Aunt Kelly often punishes him.

Moreover, he did not change his ways despite repeated admonitions, and gradually, Murphy's name spread throughout the church.

Their description of Murphy was: Among the new group of children, there is a very disobedient bad boy, and you must never contact him.

It’s like when you were in school, almost everyone in the school knew that there was a very disobedient and bad student in a certain class.

"Now that I think about it, this could be considered a special case of school bullying."

Murphy sighed in his heart, but he didn't care about this, because for him, having one or two close friends was enough.

Thinking of this, he nodded to the pastor as a response.

"Ah hello."