The reincarnated devil was blessed by the goddess

"That......?"

Theresa stopped what she was doing, tilted her head slightly, and looked straight at Xuelian, her eyes flashing with a mixture of expectation and doubt.

"Hmm... From what I understand, the only relatively safe way to get there is by boat. However, given the current situation, if you want to get there safely, a more reliable way might be to take a train to the cargo ship that's carrying goods specifically for the celebration."

As Xuelian continued to speak, her brows gradually furrowed, and a strange feeling came over her.

This arrangement was such a coincidence that I happened to come to this country and encountered a cargo ship transporting the celebration.

Every step seemed so perfect. Could it be that all this was done to guide Theresa to that place?

Xuelian, who was attracted by Theresa's gaze, turned her gaze to Bishop Isaniel who was sitting on the other side of the table.

A wonderful and indescribable atmosphere seemed to permeate the small dining table.

Bishop Isaniel's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile. He said softly, "Uh... let's have a good meal first. There's no rush for this matter. It won't be too late to give me a definite answer after this grand celebration is over."

As he spoke, he gently picked up the cutlery on the table, elegantly cut off a small piece of food and put it into his mouth to chew.

"I have many other important matters waiting to be dealt with. After all, our lovely saint has been wronged. As the bishop, I have to personally help her resolve it, right?"

This is good!

Theresa nodded vigorously, expressing her heartfelt agreement.

"In that case, let's meet again after the celebration! Thank you for your hospitality. I'll be leaving now."

"Then let me see you off. Xiao Te, clean up this place."

"Okay~"

With the crisp sound of a door closing, the whole house instantly became quiet, leaving Theresa alone.

Well, let's clean this place up first.

She walked slowly to a chair, sat down slowly, then reached out and picked up a cup of steaming milk on the table and took a sip.

"Black Hand~"

As the coquettish voice fell, two black hands stretched out from Theresa's side, floating quietly on both sides of her body.

"Doesn't it look good?"

Theresa slightly moved her shoulders, showing off her new clothes, and asked the two black hands as if showing off.

The two black hands also nodded in cooperation.

"Good boy."

Theresa smiled with satisfaction and pointed with her finger at the dining table in front of her which was covered with leftovers and messy cups and plates.

"then you go!"

After hearing the order, the two black hands first stared at Theresa for a moment, then turned away as if somewhat reluctant, but finally obeyed the order obediently.

Hey?

What did you do just now?

Theresa couldn't help but feel a little amused when she saw the two black hands showing some resistance at first.

The two black hands moved skillfully and efficiently, and in a short while they had cleaned up the originally messy dining table, and all the tableware was neatly arranged.

Not only that, he also thoughtfully picked up the used plates and washed them carefully.

"You're so lazy. If you're willing to find out, I'd really like to know what your filth is like."

Xuelian had just returned from seeing the bishop off, and seeing this scene, she couldn't help but shake her head helplessly.

"You're also...proposing this?"

Theresa sat lazily on the chair, leaning her head back and looking at Xuelian who appeared upside down in her sight.

"The mentor would never go to such great lengths to arrange everything so coincidentally. There must be some hidden secret or deeper meaning."

As Xuelian spoke, she slowly walked to Theresa's side and tapped her head lightly with her finger.

"So, it's best for you to go and check it out yourself. Perhaps once you know the answer, you'll be able to completely change your current foolish behavior."

"I'm not stupid!"

Theresa pointed forward, and looking in the direction she pointed, she could see Black Hand, who had just finished washing the dishes and returned to her side.

"It's stupid."

Xuelian frowned slightly and spoke thoughtfully, "Are you saying that this black hand has transmitted some kind of emotion to you? I once had the misfortune of being devoured by filth, and I have a deep understanding of the unique emotions that filth possesses. They can indeed affect people's minds, but in my opinion, you are definitely not affected by it."

Xuelian, the Saint of Judgment, rarely stood on the same front with filth.

"The instructor forgot to tell you, but he felt it was necessary to tell you. After all, the final decision is yours. You will need to travel to your destination alone, and once you arrive there, no one will take care of your daily life. All issues regarding food, drink, housing, and transportation will be entirely up to you. And one more very important thing: that place is a bit special. The currency we use here is completely ineffective there."

Hearing this, Theresa opened her mouth in surprise: "What!?"

The next second, she jumped up from the chair.

Originally, she thought that if she were to carry out this mission, she could treat it as an interesting journey.

But now he was suddenly told that the money he had saved with great difficulty was useless in that place!

"I didn't ask you to go out and have fun. You are a saint. As a saint, I think you are capable of solving these problems."

Xuelian looked at Theresa sharply, as if she had already seen through her inner thoughts.

Theresa lowered her head and whispered softly, "But I don't look like..."

Indeed, if you say Theresa is a saint, even she herself might find it hard to believe.

After all, from her appearance to her temperament, she seems to be far from the image of a holy, noble and otherworldly saint in people's minds.

"You're well aware of this. That's why I'm hoping you'll change after returning from this trip. To be honest, I'm quite looking forward to your transformation."

"Okay." Theresa nodded and could only agree for the time being.

"As for the celebration, if you feel uncomfortable, you don't have to come. There are more people in the church in the morning. You can come in the evening. It's a dance party, and there will be many beauties you have never seen..."

"I go!"