The reincarnated devil was blessed by the goddess

The sun seemed to be pulled by someone and fell below the horizon in a flash. The plain where the sunset was setting became dark in the blink of an eye.

Only the cold wind blew through the dense grass, making a rustling sound.

Occasionally, one or two eerie roars of wild beasts could be heard from the deep darkness in the distance.

"It's getting dark so fast." Theresa frowned and muttered softly.

A faint light appeared in the air around them, and then some small light balls emitting soft light slowly emerged and surrounded them.

"It gets dark quickly, and it gets light quickly. That's just the way it is in this place."

Xiaotao's clear voice rang out in the silence, with a hint of helplessness and familiarity.

"Can you see?"

Theresa asked with some confusion, how could she know the characteristics of the day and night alternation here.

"I am blind, not stupid. I have ears, and I can hear what others say."

"Xiaotao's biggest dream is to see the sunrise with her own eyes."

Strelitzia, who had been walking silently ahead, suddenly spoke up, "Now, we can only distinguish whether it's a fireman under special circumstances."

"Is it crazy fire?"

Theresa leaned against Tao's back and asked Strelitzia.

It seems that the two places have different names for them.

"Crazy Fire? I think that's what they call it over there. I haven't been there for many years, so I don't understand some things anymore."

Strelitzia frowned slightly.

Well, she forgot too.

Because the life here is really suitable for her.

"What about the church?"

Theresa didn't care too much about Strelitzia's forgetfulness, but quickly changed the subject to another issue that concerned her more.

Aren’t the War Church and the Hellfire Church also here?

"Church? There's no such thing here anymore. There are just a lot of people who believe in gods, but that doesn't really count."

"Ok."

Theresa sighed softly. After listening to Strelitzia's explanation, she knew some answers in her heart.

The War Church had indeed become a guild.

However, this transformation seems to be in line with their belief in freedom.

People are always adapting to changes in the environment and looking for the way of life and faith that best suits them.

The evolution of the church may be a microcosm of this changing era.

"We can talk about the rest later. We have to get busy."

Xiaotao's voice suddenly rang out, interrupting the relaxed conversation that was still going on between them.

After walking, stopping and talking along the way, they had quietly arrived at their destination.

In front of me is a simple small town, and the rustic atmosphere is overwhelming.

There is no modern electricity facility here, and at night, the only lighting depends on the mysterious and soft arcane light.

"Ahhh, why are you back so late?"

A voice filled with anxiety and anger shouted, and the man was wearing a wide-brimmed soft hat decorated with feathers, and the feathers swayed gently as he ran.

"I...I'm so busy!"

He ran while shouting loudly, his voice full of fatigue and helplessness, "I am a poet, I put down the poetry and distant places in my heart, and come to serve the dishes!"

"Alright, Ao Yu. Don't you have Er Gou to help you? Uncle Fan is here too. We agreed to have a drink today."

Strelitzia walked forward with brisk steps and responded to Ou with a smile.

"Tell me what's the use of Ergou!"

When Ao Yu heard this, his already rosy face became even redder with excitement. "I can't even move after seeing my beautiful sister. Uncle Fan is so busy!"

"I know, I know." Strelitzia reached out and gently patted Ou's shoulder. "I'll take the horse away first and ask the little blind man to help you."

"Alright Ou. I'll help you, let's go Himawari."

"Where?"

"Work."

Xiaotao answered briefly, then held out her hand to signal someone to help carry you down.

Theresa jumped off the horse nimbly and helped Xiaotao get off the horse step by step.

"Oh, this beautiful, elegant lady with white hair and golden eyes, please stay for a moment and let me sing your praises to your beauty! May the almighty goddess of war bless you forever... Ouch! Little blind man, what the hell are you doing! Can't you see I'm holding a plate? What if it breaks?"

Ou Yu shouted exaggeratedly while frantically trying to steady the shaky tray in his hands.

"You can't even sit there and do your job properly, even though you're serving dishes. Can't you just shut up and do your job? Be careful or your wages will be docked!"

Seeing this, Xiaotao could only shake her head helplessly, put her hand on her forehead and sighed.

Theresa looked around curiously.

Many people were sitting around several wooden tables, which were filled with strings of fragrant food, and the air was filled with a strong smell of wine.

This is a very lively night market stall.

"You...do...this?"

"Life forces you to put on this apron, if you don't mind getting your clothes dirty."

Relying on the familiar and profound memory in her mind, Xiaotao quickly and accurately found the location of the apron and skillfully tied the same apron on herself.

A rough and loud voice came from inside the house: "Xiao Tao, you're back? If you don't have anything else to do, just go and get busy outside. I can take care of it all by myself in here, and I can definitely handle it!"

Following the sound, I saw a burly, honest-looking uncle standing in front of the grill, concentrating on flipping the skewers in his hand, and waves of tempting aroma wafted out.

Hearing this, Xiao Tao quickly responded loudly: "Okay, Uncle Fan! Then you go ahead and do your work. I'll go out and help."

After saying that, Xiao Tao turned around and walked quickly to the corner where the plates were placed. A string of numbers was clearly engraved on the edge of each plate, and these numbers corresponded one by one to the serial numbers of the dining tables outside the store.

"See these numbers? They correspond to the numbers of each table outside. Just like that, numbers corresponding to the table numbers, get it?"

Xiaotao actually spoke to herself in such a nice tone.

This is treating yourself like a fool.

"Little blind man, can you please hurry up! Table number five is waiting!"

"Shut up! I carry the dishes in my own order and rhythm!"

"Little blind man, we need extra food over here! Table number two!"

"Come on, come on!"

"Hey, look at this white-haired girl. She's dressed so beautifully! Is she your new employee? I didn't expect her to be so efficient at work!"

Theresa delivered each portion of food to the corresponding table quickly and accurately.

Serving dishes and meals is just a piece of cake.

How could such a small thing possibly stump her?

No, why are you holding the plate?

What are you doing here?

This atmosphere is somewhat familiar.

This is the work that was done in the guild without pay.

"Don't just stand there, white-haired sister, hurry up!"

"I'm coming."