The reincarnated devil was blessed by the goddess

The dim morning light shines on the ancient and prosperous streets. The buildings on the street are arranged in an orderly manner, and the scene is full of liveliness and bustle.

"Oh wow~ This feels really good. It's also rare that there's no thick snow on the roadside, otherwise it would be troublesome to travel.

“Yeah, yeah, I don’t know who slipped and dragged me down the stairs, and he deliberately slipped in the most crowded place.

Yuge and Mia strolled along the streets filled with a festive atmosphere.

Today is the celebration of the Goddess of Judgment. This grand festival attracts countless believers from all directions.

Every year on this day, the country opens its arms to welcome all devout believers, who come here to celebrate this annual event with full reverence and anticipation.

Throughout the day, a solemn and dignified atmosphere permeated everywhere, as if an invisible force was guarding this land.

Under the majesty of the Goddess of Judgment, who would dare to cause trouble on this day?

"Xiao Kui'er didn't show up! If I didn't have to test something related to the stage, I would have waited at her door no matter what and had to see her!" Yu Ge complained with a look of annoyance.

"Don't worry, maybe the protagonist always makes a grand entrance at the very last moment? There are so many delicious dishes at the ball tonight. I don't believe Xiao Kui'er can resist the temptation of delicious food. She will definitely show up."

Mia didn't feel anything, after all, Xiao Kui'er has been liking to stay at home for a long time.

But Yuge was still worried. She frowned and said, "I have a feeling that Xiaokui'er isn't very interested in this grand celebration."

"Maybe... she doesn't have this kind of belief at all? Or maybe there are some other reasons that make her not interested... huh?" Mia replied with a shrug.

That’s true. Staying up late that night seemed a little different.

Theresa's snoring continued until the sun set and it was afternoon.

The celebration, which should have been a lively one, was in full swing, with deafening salutes resounding through the sky, but none of this could awaken Theresa from her deep sleep.

The Holy Maiden of Judgment was standing on the platform and delivering a wonderful speech.

Those celebratory salutes and Xuelian’s speech had nothing to do with him.

Only that soft and warm quilt tightly wrapped around her petite body was the only true meaning.

Until she was hungry.

Fortunately, Black Hand was fed some food in time after it was over, otherwise the feeling of hunger would definitely be unbearable.

Theresa stretched out her arms lazily, her eyes inadvertently casting towards the piece of paper on the corner of the table.

"See you at the dance tonight. I've written the location on the back. I know you're here for the food, so I've prepared a regular invitation just for you."

Really good at reading people.

"Black Hand!"

Theresa cried out softly, then couldn't help but yawning again. At the same time, she casually scratched her slightly curly hair with her hands and walked towards the bathroom with a slightly dragging step.

The black hand in the mirror had already skillfully squeezed the toothpaste for her and placed it aside. It also held a comb high in its hand and was concentrating on combing her hair.

When Theresa thought of that abominable Goddess of Judgement, she didn't want to attend the ball.

But after all, it was Xuelian who invited me, so dressing up a little would be considered giving her face.

The black hand rubbed Theresa's fair cheek, picked up her clothes and handed them to her.

"So nice."

Theresa took the clothes and put them on carefully. They were clothes that Ina had carefully designed for her.

On his wrist was the divine light wand bracelet that emitted golden light.

The necklace hanging around her neck was very eye-catching. The pendant was originally a lifelike sunflower, but now it had turned into a snowflake, shining a cool and charming light between her collarbones.

The clothing, bracelets and necklace complement each other, bringing out her beauty to the fullest.

"Let's go eat!"

The flow of people began to increase gradually, some in groups of two or three, some alone, but without exception they were all rushing in the same direction - that was the venue for the dance.

Beautifully decorated carriages drove slowly by, their wheels making crisp sounds as they rolled over the cobblestone road.

A corner of the curtain on the carriage was gently lifted, and the figures of the passengers inside, dressed in gorgeous clothes, could be vaguely seen.

Just by looking at them, one can tell that these people are extraordinary. They must be VIPs invited to the ball.

On both sides of the road stood rows of solemn-looking guards, each wearing a badge of the Church of Judgment on their chest armor.

There really won't be any problems if I just walk into this dance like this, right?

"Hello, please show me your invitation."

The entrance to the ballroom was brightly lit. A guard in a neat uniform stood tall in front of the door. He extended his hand politely yet dignifiedly and spoke to Theresa in front of him.

Theresa calmly reached under her beret, and with a slight tremor in her movements, she took out an invitation letter that Xuelian had specially prepared for her.

The guard took the invitation and looked at it carefully, a hint of caution in his eyes.

His eyes wandered over every detail on the invitation. After confirming everything was correct, a smile appeared on his face again. He nodded slightly and said, "Yes, okay. No problem. Please come in."

After saying this, he turned sideways and gracefully made a gesture of invitation, making way for Theresa.

Theresa thanked the guard briskly, the delicate shawl on her shoulders swaying lightly with her steps.

Inside the venue, melodious, elegant and noble music poured out like a gurgling stream, weaving a dreamlike atmosphere for this grand celebration, with notes interweaving and dancing in the air.

Theresa's eyes skipped over the charming music and went straight to the table filled with delicious food.

Neatly arranged bite-sized pastries, a fresh and juicy salad buffet, a variety of brightly colored vegetables, as well as various plump and round nuts and tempting green olives.

Bubbles are rising happily in the crystal clear champagne glasses, juice is served in exquisite containers, and there are also special cocktails that sparkle with mysterious and charming luster under the lights.

Why are they all snacks?

Could it be that the beauty that Xuelian mentioned before was not the mouth-watering delicacies in front of her, but the handsome men dressed in gorgeous clothes and exquisitely dressed?

Eh... I hope those people can't see me.

The dance was still in the opening stage where guests were freely communicating with each other. People were chatting in groups of two or three, so hot dishes would naturally not be served at this time.

Okay, okay, it would be a waste not to eat it.

It is just as people often say, you get what you pay for, the taste is just different.

On such a grand occasion, the organizers naturally have to be more generous.

I have to say that the atmosphere of the people in this country is really good.

When I think about the peaceful days on this land today, which were all exchanged for those sunflowers, my heart feels like it is being pressed by a heavy stone, and I always feel a little uncomfortable.

Does the place the bishop mentioned really have all the answers?

“Sniff…”

Theresa's small, straight nose twitched slightly.

Steaming hot delicious dishes were served on the table.

The alluring fragrance penetrated into her nostrils like invisible silk threads.

The aroma of grilled meat and pasta filled her nostrils.

It seemed that the rich aroma of steak was still lingering in the air.

Can I enjoy an all-you-can-eat steak today?

Theresa immediately and quietly picked up several pieces of steak and rolled a large handful of pasta onto the plate.

"Hmm~ Huh~ Hmm~"

She couldn't help but let out a series of satisfied sounds.

Come on, Black Hand!

Don’t always complain that I treat you unfairly. This time I will definitely give you a feast!

You have to know that these people use the dance party as an opportunity to discuss business and make friends.

So the focus is not on the food at all.

In this way, the difficult and important task of not wasting food will naturally fall to us!

Theresa sneaked to an inconspicuous and secluded corner, which was perfect for hiding her and making her difficult to detect.

She carefully placed the plate full of food behind her skirt.

A tentacle stretched out from under her skirt and quickly swept the food on the plate.

Wow, you eat faster than me!

Then I'll get some more.

The host, dressed in a gorgeous gown and beaming with enthusiasm, spoke in a resounding, passionate voice, filling the room through the speakers: "Alright! Distinguished guests! Let us warmly applaud and invite our highly respected Bishop Urban of the Church of Judgment to deliver a heartfelt speech for this grand celebration of the Goddess!"

The Bishop of Judgment?

Humph, I don’t want to listen, you are just a turtle chanting sutras.

No matter how you whitewash yourself and add a bunch of so-called good person buffs to yourself, in my opinion, you are just a hypocritical villain after all.

Theresa thought as she raised her head slightly and glanced disdainfully in the direction of the speaker who was about to give a speech on the stage. Then she turned her attention back to the delicious food in front of her, eating the tender and juicy steak on the fork in big mouthfuls, and the speed at which her hands took the food became faster and faster.

After eating this time, I need to calm down for a while.

After that annoying bastard bishop finishes his sutra reading, it will probably be time for the dancing to begin.

Black Hand ate the steak so quickly that the oil on the plate splashed out due to its large movements and splashed onto Theresa's snow-white skirt.

Can't you just slow down! Look what you've done!

Theresa looked down at the conspicuous oil stain on her skirt, her brows furrowed tightly.

It would take a while to clean it, and the skirt is white.

Isn’t it said that one’s own clothes can be regenerated by black hands?

Come on, eat the dirty part!

Black Hand obviously didn't quite understand Theresa's intention, but he always obeyed Theresa's orders, so he obediently covered his body slowly over the skirt, swallowing up the skirt bit by bit.

Bishop Urban finally concluded his lengthy speech. The host returned to the stage, his smile growing even brighter. "Thank you very much, Bishop of Judgment, for such a wonderful speech! I solemnly declare that our long-awaited Goddess Celebration Ball has officially begun!"

As soon as the words fell, the lights instantly became soft and hazy, melodious music slowly sounded, the guests put down the food in their hands, stood up and walked towards the dance floor, and a grand and gorgeous ball began.

Little cakes, little cakes!

They are starting to serve snacks, let’s go, let’s go!

Theresa walked quickly towards the snack area, eagerly weaving through the crowd.

On the way, you have to pass through the dance floor next to it, which is illuminated by bright lights.

At this moment, on the dance floor, pairs of dancers were spinning and dancing gracefully. They were dressed in gorgeous costumes and wearing dazzling jewelry, and they were dazzling.

Theresa thought she would have a smooth journey to the snack area, but something seemed to be wrong.

Why are all eyes on me?

"What the hell?"

Theresa murmured in confusion, but didn't take it seriously, thinking it was just a coincidence.

My clothes are much better looking than theirs, but I have a fatal flaw, so I can't attract their attention at all.

Unless they are all perverts who like four-leaf clovers.

"Miss, may I invite you to be my dance partner?"

A handsome gentleman in a neat suit bowed slightly with an elegant smile and extended an invitation to Theresa, who was wolfing down a small cake.

"what?"

Theresa had never expected that someone would ask her to dance. In her surprise, a piece of cake got stuck in her throat. Her cheeks turned red instantly. She quickly picked up the juice next to her and took a few gulps before she recovered.

That’s not possible, how could it be possible?

Ever since I entered the dance party, I always felt that I was a nobody and no one paid attention to me. How come someone suddenly came to invite me to dance?

She touched her bare thighs, her heart skipped a beat, and she looked down.

The legs that should have been covered by the skirt were now completely exposed.

For some reason, her original knee-length dress had turned into a short white skirt.

In this ball full of guests wearing gorgeous long dresses, her short skirt looked particularly abrupt and conspicuous.

In this luxurious and gorgeous dance floor, the lights flickered and tall beauties in gorgeous long dresses danced gracefully, and no one exposed their legs.

Theresa stood there, her height a little petite among the many guests. Her originally knee-length dress had inexplicably turned into a white short skirt, revealing her fair calves without any cover. In the atmosphere of long fluttering skirts, this abrupt scene seemed like a silent but highly impactful provocation.

"I......"

Theresa felt as if her cheeks were on fire, instantly turning red and burning hot.

Her eyes were full of panic and helplessness, and her hands were waving frantically like helpless butterflies, trying to cover her eye-catching legs.

Her embarrassment seemed to attract more attention. A group of gentlemen gathered around her. They smiled and their eyes revealed expectation. They extended their hands to her and sincerely invited her to be their dance partner.

Theresa's heartbeat accelerated rapidly, her mind was in chaos, and all kinds of absurd thoughts were running wild like wild horses.

I can knock them away. Right? Right!

The corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and she forced out a bitter smile.

Hehehe...I am a saint, how could they put me in such an embarrassing situation.

"Sorry, she already has a date with me."

Just when she was about to collapse, a warm and strong hand suddenly reached out and held her tightly.

That hand, with irresistible force, quickly brought her out from the crowd.