The reincarnated devil was blessed by the goddess

"Ah, don't worry about that! Anyone who can come here to register their identity will more or less have some stories to tell! Let's go, let's go, when I come back, you all can't sleep tonight, especially you, Balin! Don't run away, drink until dawn!"

Akcan was carrying his luggage and pushing Balin to urge him to go in quickly.

Theresa followed them closely, watching them playing and laughing, and walked into the door.

As soon as she entered the door, she was hit by all kinds of noisy voices.

"Oh, you know what? I finally saved enough money! I asked someone to buy a dagger from the dwarf workshop! I took it out and showed you the workmanship, the feel... Wow, it's worth all my hard work every day to save money..."

"Brothers, let's not go home until we are drunk today!"

"Look at the girl at the next table, she's so pretty..."

"Are you still going to do the mission tomorrow? Yeah! You really aren't tired at all."

As soon as she stepped inside, she was greeted by a bustling scene. It was almost identical to the image of the guild Thearesia had imagined, perhaps even a bit too much.

Because the atmosphere is so great!

In such a lively and noisy environment, Theresa felt uncomfortable all over. Such an occasion with many people talking and full of laughter was not suitable for her at all.

So she silently pulled the hood down a little more, making sure that no one could see her face unless someone was watching her intently.

Of course, this wasn't Theresa's self-indulgent or narcissistic nature. After all, even Storm Brother couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he saw her golden eyes.

So, maybe the color of the eyes has some special meaning.

In short, it is always better to be safe than sorry. It is always better to be cautious.

"Yeah, it's still as lively as ever here. Balin, hurry over and grab two seats. I'll come back to you after I settle her down first."

"Hey, hey, Akejan. Could this little girl be your daughter?"

"Stop talking nonsense. I'm only 28 years old! How could I have a daughter?"

Twenty-eight? Is Akcan only twenty-eight?

He looks quite old. No wonder he can become an S-rank adventurer. It turns out that he was influenced by his peers.

"This beautiful Miss Qiao Mary, please be sure to prepare a room for me."

As Akzan spoke, he gently placed his left hand on the counter. He glanced back at Theresa, who was standing behind him and trying to hide, and added.

"Please help me choose a room that is located in the back and has a quiet environment. Of course, if possible, please choose the most expensive one for me!"

"Mr. Akzan, I have no right to interfere in your private life, but isn't it a bit unethical to do so?"

Qiao Mali replied with a slightly contemptuous tone, not even willing to look at Akzhan.

"You misunderstood. I just wanted to provide this lady with a quiet room and help carry her luggage."

"Speak human language." Qiao Mary interrupted him impatiently.

"Well, just prepare a room for her..."

"Go up, to the innermost room."

Jomari handed Akcan the key

After Akzan took the key, he went upstairs.

Along the way, he briefly explained the guild to Theresa: "This is our guild. We're all free adventurers, brought together by common goals and ideals, supporting and helping each other. Once you complete your identity registration tomorrow, you'll be able to accept missions and earn rewards like everyone else. Don't expect me to support you. We all have to rely on our own efforts to survive. Do you understand?"

Akzan said as he led Theresa to the door of the room and placed her luggage next to the door.

Then he continued, "Okay, we're here, let's go in. I'll leave your luggage here. If I'm not here tomorrow morning, you can go to the counter and see Miss Qiao Mary to complete the registration procedures. She's the one I mentioned earlier, and she's also in charge of this work."

Theresa nodded obediently and walked into the room with her luggage.

After watching Theresa enter the room, Akzhan turned around and prepared to go downstairs to play.

Before leaving, he even joked, "I'm going to go down and play first. No need to bother with small matters! I can't handle big matters! So bye!"

After saying that, Akzan slammed the door shut, making a bang.

This scene seemed to bring people back to the time of internship in college. The landlord handed the key to them and then turned and left, leaving them alone to face this unfamiliar environment.

The entire room was decorated in an unusually simple manner. On the plain walls hung several old maps and a shelf filled with various weapons.

There is a lonely cabinet standing in the empty corner, looking a little lonely.

A plain wooden bed was placed at the head of the bed, covered with a slightly rough blanket. On the bedside table stood an old oil lamp, its weak flame swaying gently in the breeze.

I couldn't even find an alarm clock. There were clearly electric lights here, so why did they need oil lamps? Maybe it was to prepare for sudden power outages.

As for luggage, it’s not too late to pack it in the morning.

To be honest, I really don't know what Oleg packed that made him leave in such a hurry.

Come to think of it, people who stay in bed and refuse to get up in the morning will find themselves in a completely unfamiliar environment at night.

"Hmm~"

Theresa tossed her keys onto the bedside table and leaped onto the bed, whose sheets were surprisingly comfortable.

Black hand!

Following the master's gentle call, the black hand slowly stretched out from behind her.

Hey, you're still so energetic! Come, let me touch you.

The cool touch of the black hand made Theresa feel extremely comfortable.

Come with me to take a shower. I think you know where the change of clothes and shower gel are, right? They're in the bag over there.

Could you please hold it for me? Thank you!

Theresa walked into the medium-sized bathroom and began to run hot water in the bathtub.

Behind her, the mysterious black hand stretched out quietly and rummaged through the bag nimbly.

After a while, Black Hand found some clothes and toiletries, and gently placed them on the bathroom counter.

Finally, Heishou did not forget to close the door, creating a quiet and private space for the owner so that she could enjoy this rare time of relaxation.

Hum hum ~

Theresa lay comfortably in the bathtub, and her mood became even better as she glanced at her beautiful self in the mirror beside her.

The golden eyes are so pretty! But the hair is weird. I'll ask about it tomorrow.