The reincarnated devil was blessed by the goddess

"Face...fire..."

Theresa could only stumble over these words, as she hadn't drunk the pear tea that night.

"Face...fire? Little guy, do you mean your face is on fire? That sounds familiar. Let me think...it seems that the church of the Goddess of Fire would punish sinners in this way. They call it 'melting face'. As long as there is a slight expression on the face, one will be cursed by the fire of the Goddess of Fire. Only those who have committed serious crimes will be cursed with such a curse. Little guy, is it just that your face is stiff? After all, people who have committed serious crimes will not walk around casually." Benevus explained the reason to Theresa.

Wait...Melting Color? Theresa heard a key word.

The Fire Goddess's curse of fire? This is a terrifying power that can be used to punish sinners.

Was it a curse that caused his face to catch fire? This is truly terrifying!

Ah, how did things start to go astray from the gods? She hadn't committed any crime, yet she had been troubled by this strange phenomenon since she was born.

At that time, his face suddenly caught fire because he ate some eyeballs, but this kind of situation has never happened before. Could it be just facial paralysis?

Also, if she really was the one who committed the serious crime, why didn't anyone come to arrest her?

"Hearing your description, I have some impression. Akjan once said that he adopted a little girl who had facial paralysis and was mute, and asked me to help look after her when I am free. The knights also talked about the white-haired girl. Little Theresa, right?" Beneves said.

"Yeah." Theresa nodded.

"Perhaps we could ask this little fellow beside you to try and heal you?" Benives said, turning to Clover. "The Goddess of Fertility has always prioritized healing. Perhaps this could raise her profile."

"Since the Bishop has spoken so, should this assessment be considered to have begun?" Clover, standing to the side, responded. She then twitched her chin and stamped her foot. "Let me see, it's about time now."

At this moment, a monk hurried in, came straight to the bishop, bent down and whispered something to him, and handed him a white beret.

This hat was the one that Clover dropped when she left the guild.

Benevus excitedly called out to Clover and said joyfully, "This is such a wonderful gift! Come here and let me put it on you myself."

Clover walked lightly to Benives, lowered her head slightly, and the white beret slowly fell on her head.

"Well, Your Excellency the Bishop, it's getting late. We two need to leave first, and the rest of the matter will be left to you and the other members to handle."

"Okay, the back door is over there, you can leave through the back door."

"Okay, Grandpa Beni. Remember to check this letter when you're done. It records the entire incident."

After Clover handed a letter to Benives, she took Theresa's hand and left through the back door.

Well, then what was the point of coming here? The only thing I gained was to know about the curse.

Theresa and Clover took a small path and came to the front of the church, where a group of people were gathered.

"Come, come, I brought you back to have a look. I did it!" Clover pointed to the crowd.

These...aren't these the ones who drink in the guild?

Why did they all come to the church?

Oh my God, is he here to cause trouble?

After listening to the story told by Grandpa Beni, I realized that the relationship between the guild and the church is not good.

Could it be that Clover brought a group of people from the guild to cause trouble?

"Making trouble?" Theresa looked at the other person in confusion.

"How is that possible, kid? I don't have the ability to cause trouble with the church. After the battle with the Demon King, the church's status has become very high. This position is just right to hear it, you will know if you listen." Clover explained with a smile.

Theresa calmed down and listened to the voices coming from the crowd across from her.

"Thank you so much! Without your help, our guild would have been burned to ashes!" said an adventurer excitedly.

"No, no, this is what we should do. After all, we are all people living in this country." The monk echoed.

At this time, many people came out of the church to respond to the adventurers' gratitude.

"We all care about our reputation, and originally wanted to go to your church this afternoon to express our gratitude, but no one dared to step forward. Since we happened to come here to return the hat, we brought everyone to the church to express our gratitude!" An adventurer scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Look! Isn't that the Bishop of the church? Hello, Bishop! Praise the Goddess of Fertility!"

Suddenly someone noticed the bishop standing at the door and shouted excitedly.

"Thank you, Goddess of Fertility!"

Everyone shouted in unison to express their gratitude to the Goddess of Fertility and the Church.

Were they thanking the church? Those normally free and unfettered adventurers had unexpectedly gathered together, rushing to the church specifically to express their gratitude.

The cause of all this was the beret with a four-leaf clover.

How on earth had she managed to gather so many people to thank her with just a hat?

No wonder Grandpa Beni was so happy when he heard the news.

"Hmm! The effect is quite good. Let's go home, child. The weather outside is still a bit hot. Why are you looking at me like that? It seems a little premature to start praising me now, because I have done much more than this. I have already paved the way for my own path as a saint. If nothing unexpected happens, I may need you to accompany me for a while. So, please take good care of me, Theresa!"

Clover smiled heartily at Theresa and extended her hand. Only she knew the hardships and difficulties she had endured.

Theresa was slightly stunned. She felt that she had not made any special contribution. She only provided a place for Clover to live.

I don't know what happened, but I'm still a little touched.

......

"hastily!"

"I'm here, I'm here. Stop it, kid. I'm just taking a bath with you and I'm here to scrub your back. We've already been honest with each other, so why are you still so shy?"

Get out! You just want my body!

The two girls enjoyed the bathing session happily with laughter.