The reincarnated devil was blessed by the goddess

See the bishop?

You're crazy, Clover!

If the bishop knew about our relationship, we would never see the sun again.

Theresa was shocked by Clover's incredible statement. She was not sure whether the church could find out her secret.

In short, if she was discovered, she would be doomed.

"Do you want to see our Bishop? He's walking in the backyard right now. Let's talk first; it's a bit hot outside."

The monk spoke gently, beckoning them both in and then closing the door.

As night falls, the sky is dotted with stars, and a bright moon hangs in the night sky, casting a silver glow.

On a night like this, the Church of Light appears even more solemn against the moonlight, its magnificent architectural outline looming in the darkness.

The ancient stone walls were covered with ivy, which swayed gently in the night breeze. At the altar, there was an exquisitely shaped fountain, the water in the fountain rippled silvery in the moonlight, and the water droplets danced.

Just...just came in like this?

How can it be so casual? Don't you really need to check it out?

"Stop it, kid. You've got my hand squeezed tight."

Along the way, Theresa held Clover's hand all the time and never stopped looking around.

A nun passing by couldn't help but smile when she saw how close the two girls were.

"Don't worry! The Bishop of Plenty is a very kind and approachable person. Otherwise, how could he let us in when we came with nothing and didn't even prepare any fruit?"

Clover leaned close to Theresa's ear and explained softly.

Afterwards, the monk brought the two into the church and arranged for them to sit in a quiet corner and wait.

The interior of the church is divided into two floors. The upper floor is a place for believers to pray and worship, while the lower floor is the office area for clergy.

In the center stands a huge statue of the goddess of abundance, with a kind smile on her face, as if overlooking the entire church.

This statue gives people a solemn and sacred feeling, which makes people feel awe.

This should be where everyone prays on weekdays.

Theresa wondered if something would happen if she prayed to the goddess.

That shouldn't happen. She has already been blessed by the goddess Astra. It's impossible for the goddess to snatch her away.

"Please rest here for a while. I will go and inform the Bishop."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Clover quickly stood up, caught up with the monk, and whispered, "Could you please tell the bishop that I know the truth about everything and ask him to see us?"

The monk smiled and nodded, then continued walking forward.

Soon, two nuns brought some exquisite snacks and placed them on the table in front of Theresa and Clover.

These little treats look delicious and have an enticing aroma.

"Why are you looking at me? They brought it to me, so I might as well eat it. Mmm~ Delicious! The proportions are just right. Much better than those overly sweet cupcakes you bought, kid!"

As long as you are happy!

Since you are so confident, you really have nothing to fear.

Theresa picked up the cake cup and ate it bite by bite with a spoon.

Not as delicious as imagined...

If I have to describe it vividly, it looks like a cake on the surface, but it is actually cream made from vegetables.

Ugh, full of healthy flavor.

"White hair...golden eyes...so pretty! Look at the way she eats the cake, so adorable."

"The green-eyed girl next to them is also very cute. Do you think they are sisters? The taciturn older sister and the articulate younger sister. Ah, the white-haired sister seems to have noticed us. Hurry and send some more snacks over to express her apology."

Not long after, a nun came briskly with a smile on her face, holding a plate of fragrant cookies steadily in her hands, and specially handed the plate to Theresa.

Are you addicted to watching food broadcasts? It smells delicious!

"I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting. Our Bishop has asked you to come over. He's waiting for you in the backyard."

"Don't eat, child! Go away!"

Clover grabbed Theresa's hand without saying a word, and waved her hand towards the two nuns behind her in response.

The biscuit fell to the ground!

......

"Your Excellency, I have brought them here." The monk bowed respectfully.

"You should step back first."

"Yes."

The monk slowly left, leaving only Theresa and Clover here.

An old man with silver hair slowly and unhurriedly maneuvered his wheelchair and turned around, with a kind smile on his face.

I have to admit that he is indeed the bishop of the goddess of abundance. You can tell him at a glance just by looking at his face.

"Ah, here come two lovely little ones. Which one wants to communicate with me? The one favored by the Goddess of Light, or the one seeking medical advice? I'm Benives, you can just call me Grandpa Beni."

How did he know that?

However, this kind and friendly attitude really put Theresa's mind at ease.

"Grandpa Beni, it's me." Clover took a brisk step forward and bowed respectfully and properly.

"Come on, stretch out your hand and let me feel it."

"Do you trust me so much? Don't you want to hear the whole story first? I've even prepared the bargaining chips."

Clover stretched out her bandaged left hand without hesitation and handed it to the bishop.

"We'll talk about this matter after we check it out."

The moment Benives's hand touched Clover's left hand, a stream of vibrant green light, like a lively stream, slowly flowed along her arm and gradually spread to her whole body.

"Well...is it really okay for you to hold on like this?" Benives asked, putting down Clover's left hand.

"I just want to try and see if I can cure it."

"A doctor can't heal himself. We doctors know our own bodies better than anyone else. Just like my legs, no matter how hard I try, they just can't be cured!"

"But, didn't you survive? Sorry, that's not what I meant. I'm sorry." Clover realized that she had said the wrong thing and apologized quickly.

"It's okay, it's okay. I like your personality. I just want to try my best to survive." Beneves waved his hand to indicate that nothing serious was wrong.

"So, Grandpa Beni, can you give me this opportunity? I want to become the Saint of the Goddess of Fertility."