The reincarnated devil was blessed by the goddess

The sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, and the weather is so sunny that it makes people feel relaxed and happy.

The small village at the foot of the mountain is gradually recovering after suffering damage from a series of monsters.

The villagers carried out the reconstruction work in an orderly manner, showing their tenacity and unity.

In the center of the village, people busily repaired damaged houses and buildings. Children carried stones, their small figures appearing particularly industrious in the sunshine, while women concentrated on weaving straw mats, each stitch imbued with hope for a better future.

Several experienced older villagers sat together to discuss how to strengthen the village's defenses to resist the threat of monsters that might attack again.

The bright sunshine spreads across the earth, as if bringing a glimmer of hope to people.

But compared with the past, the number of people in the village has decreased slightly, and every face shows a hint of sadness.

The villagers who lost their relatives or friends are heartbroken, but they are still determined to rebuild their homes.

"Grandpa, are little Tracy and Ina okay? The swordsman said he would go look for her, but it's been a day." Oleg dragged his remaining arm and said with worry in his eyes.

"Don't worry, kid. All the monsters have been destroyed now. This means little Tracy has defeated the monsters. She will be fine."

Grandpa Augustus patted his grandson's shoulder gently and then sighed deeply.

Based on the villagers' descriptions and the little boy hidden by the girl named Ina, it can be inferred that Theresa and Ina are likely...

However, everything still needs to wait for the exact news brought back by the swordsman. I hope the goddess can bless them to be safe.

In a remote corner deep in the forest, the swordsman was following the traces left by the battle.

found it.

In front of Akzhan, a strange object similar to a cocoon appeared.

The object is pitch black and hangs between two trees like a huge black pearl, giving people a mysterious and weird feeling.

Hadn't the filth been eliminated by the little mute girl? But what was this black mass before my eyes?

It looks like it's eating.

"Fuck!"

With a slight sound, Akzan drew the sword from his waist without hesitation.

In an instant, the sword was engulfed in flames. He gripped the hilt tightly and pointed the tip of the sword straight at the strange cocoon.

"No matter who you are, I must nip you in the bud before any bigger trouble happens!"

Akjan knew that any potential threat could not be ignored, especially the existence of creatures like filth.

He leaped high and rushed straight towards the huge cocoon, holding a blazing flaming sword in his hand, ready to use this fiery power to completely end the cocoon.

Just as the red sword was about to cut through the cocoon, something unexpected happened. The cocoon suddenly spit out a person from the inside.

Ak quickly stopped his attack, quickly put the flaming sword back into the scabbard, stretched out his hands and steadily caught the person falling from the sky.

Akzan took a look and felt a sense of familiarity.

He recognized this girl. She was the skilled tailor at the foot of the mountain. He had gone to her to have his clothes repaired before and also asked about the little mute girl's situation in the village.

At that time, when the tailor talked about the little mute girl, her face was filled with a bright smile, and it was obvious that she was full of love and care for her.

There's no breath left, this girl.

Akzan looked up at the dark cocoon and muttered to himself, "What do you mean? What are you going to do?"

The cocoon seemed to understand Akzhan's words. A slender tentacle stretched out from it, dancing flexibly, as if conveying some message.

The tentacle hooked lightly and pulled a relatively neat large stone next to it to Akzhan's side, then slowly retracted.

Looking at the stone in front of him, Akzhan instantly understood the cocoon's intention - it wanted him to help build a tombstone for the deceased girl.

He took a deep breath and said with a firm look in his eyes, "You are the little mute girl, right? I will help you bury this girl. Just because you didn't eat her body and preserved it so well, I trust you."

In this vast forest, if the girl's body was left here unattended, it wouldn't be long before she would disappear without a trace like dust in the wind, as if she had never existed.

In order to let the poor girl rest in peace, Akzan went to the place where flowers were blooming all over the mountains, which he had discovered when he came here.

Akzan looked at the girl in front of him and couldn't help feeling pity. He wished he had come earlier.

What a pitiful girl! She was still wearing her beautiful wedding dress, but she had lost her breath of life and was lying quietly on the cold ground.

After Akzan silently completed all the preparations, he slowly bent down, lifted a heavy stone with great effort, and stuck it firmly into the soil.

Then he drew his extremely sharp sword and concentrated on carving a line of words on the stone.

"May you return to the arms of the goddess."

After finishing all this, Akjan stood up and observed a moment of silence for the bride, then turned and left.

"Isn't it time to come out? Don't sleep anymore. I'm going to lose my patience if you wait any longer."

Akzan sat on a big rock, quietly waiting for the cocoon to transform.

This is a big gamble.

Time passed minute by minute, and finally, after a moment, cracks began to appear on the surface of the cocoon.

Then, a girl fell out.

Phew... I finally made the right bet.

Fortunately, what hatched out of it was not some terrible monster.

"Hey, wake up! You've been sleeping for so long, why are you still sleeping? Forget it, forget it. I'd better take you back to the village first, so as not to make the villagers worry."

Akzan gently shook the girl in his arms, but she didn't respond.

Look at this dress, it’s really hard for you.

Akzan carefully picked up the little mute girl, her body was so light that it seemed as if it had no weight.

Although her clothes were already stained with blood, her skin was still as white as snow and as delicate as a jade carving.

The weather was very good today. The sunlight shone through the gaps between the leaves, casting patches of light on Akzhan and the little mute girl.

Akzan felt the little mute girl trembling slightly in his arms. She seemed to be a little uncomfortable in the sunlight and subconsciously snuggled closer to his arms.

He gently adjusted his posture and used his hands to block some of the sunlight, trying to make the little mute girl feel comfortable. He looked down at her and saw that she had her eyes closed and frowned, obviously enduring the glare of the sunlight.

"You're so human. I don't know if this is a compliment or a scolding. Let's go. I'll take you home. I'll show you everything you've been protecting."