The reincarnated devil was blessed by the goddess

If there really is such a thing as the crime of harboring a criminal, will it implicate the entire village?

Hmm... I'm afraid that's not the case. After all, the villagers were completely unaware of what was happening.

Oh, how annoying! That idiotic swordsman went to so much trouble to find me, was it just to chat with me about random things?

Humph, I don’t believe it!

Look, he clicked some weird thing on top of my head. He must have bad intentions and wants to play the long game to catch a big fish.

He also said that I would know the answer next time I come. Is he going to bring a group of people to deal with me next time?

It won’t work if too many people come. With my current abilities, I can’t handle such a situation.

Now even the flames can't get out, how can we resist?

Looking back on the past few months, I have indeed lived too comfortably.

It was so comfortable...that I almost forgot I was a monster.

How nice it would be if we could live like this forever!

Be an ordinary little girl selling cakes, live a peaceful life, and when Oleg makes enough money, maybe she can move to the city to start a new life.

Oh, by the way, by then he should have married Sister Ina and lived happily together.

Maybe I can become a sister. No matter whether it is a brother or a sister, I will love them well.

Theresa's mind wandered as she unknowingly reached the mountainside.

That is the home of Grandpa Oreg and Augustus.

How about we make a bet that I can attend their wedding before being arrested.

Theresa tiptoed and pushed open the door, and the dilapidated door made a "swish..." sound.

Still so loud.

Theresa felt relieved when she heard the snoring coming from inside the room. It was still midnight, and they were all still asleep, so they wouldn't notice she had left.

She climbed up to the window as lightly as a cat.

Just as she was about to successfully climb over the window, a voice suddenly rang out.

"Who?"

Her grip loosened, and she nearly lost her balance and fell. A pair of strong hands caught her in time and pulled her back steadily.

"Why did you run outside instead of sleeping? I thought you were a thief!" Oleg's voice came from the darkness.

Theresa pointed at her belly, then pointed outward.

"So you're going to the bathroom. It's really inconvenient not having one at home. But it doesn't matter. When you make a lot of money, we can live in a nice house with a bathroom! Look, I'm working so hard. I got up early in the morning to go hunting. I heard there's a lot of prey at the foot of the mountain lately! Okay, go to bed now."

A man who wants to start a family has to work hard. Theresa nodded obediently and climbed into her warm little bed.

Oleg suddenly remembered something and turned around to say, "Oh, Tracy, remember to tell Sister Ina not to make her own wedding dress anymore. I've already found a professional to make one for her! She's a beautiful bride, how can I let her make her own dress? Okay, okay, everyone else is probably waiting for me, I have to leave!"

Decision made! I'll just wait until they get married and then sneak away. I probably won't be able to escape, but as long as they're not implicated, it'll be fine.

The swordsman called me Filth. It turns out that the name "Demon King" is just a code name. Do ordinary people know the existence of monsters like Filth? Because they don't seem to be very nervous.

The Demon King was defeated a long time ago, but the villagers don't seem happy. Do they think "Demon King" is the name of an army?

It turns out that monsters like filth are not found everywhere.

Oleg and Ina's wedding was scheduled for a week later. During this period, the atmosphere in the whole village was very harmonious and everyone was living a very comfortable life.

The swordsman seemed to be gone for a moment, like a flash in the pan, without making any movement.

Theresa is still busy at work as usual, but she now has an additional task - writing invitations.

Ina carefully prepared the fruit basket and reminded Theresa, "Little Tracy, take this opportunity to practice your handwriting! It's not good for a girl to have ugly handwriting, okay?"

My handwriting is ugly? If only the font here wasn't different from mine...

But she still took it seriously. After all, a wedding is a major event in life, and she wanted every detail to be perfect.

After Theresa finished writing the invitations, she carefully put them into her small bag.

They were about to start delivering the invitations door to door. Since the village was not big and the population was relatively small, Oleg worked very hard to ensure that everyone was invited to this special moment.

"Be careful on the road, don't fall."

Grandpa Augustus has been smiling and cheerful these days, and he is obviously in a very good mood.

Theresa nodded in response, saying she would be careful, then gently opened the door and stepped out of the house.

The first house they visited was Dr. Max's. Theresa had a deep respect and fondness for this kind and skilled doctor. When she handed him the invitation, Dr. Max was delighted.

"It's little Tracy. Is this an invitation? Haha, it looks like they are finally together! Then I must give more money to express my blessing." Dr. Max said with a happy smile.

After sending the first invitation, Theresa continued along the path, visiting each of the other houses. At each house, the villagers welcomed her warmly and expressed their anticipation for the wedding.

"It's Theresa. I received the invitation! That's great! I can attend the wedding again!"

"Getting married? No wonder that brat Oleg has been working so hard to hunt with us every day lately! On that day, I will definitely bring the best wine to celebrate!"

"When will Theresa marry our child?"

Marry me! There's no way I'm getting married!

Theresa's heart was filled with warmth and happiness as she listened to everyone's blessings and joy.

This wedding will be a moment of celebration for the entire village, and every blessing will become part of the newlyweds' beautiful memories.

Should I give a gift myself? Fortunately, I haven't spent much money recently.

After visiting the last household, Theresa walked back with her backpack. A bird cried from the top of the mountain, as if it was frightened by something.

Theresa didn't care, thinking it was probably some animal hunting. This kind of thing happened quite often, otherwise how would their hunting teams hunt?