The reincarnated devil was blessed by the goddess

"Since you are a church knight, you should put the church first. How can you ask for a gift back from a bishop? Wouldn't it damage the bishop's prestige?" Theresa handed a note full of words to the knight.

The knight took the note and read it carefully. After a moment, he nodded, indicating his approval of the contents. "I understand that this action will damage the bishop's prestige, but I'm afraid our partners will not be satisfied with this approach. I'm afraid it will leave a bad impression on them."

Tsk! How stupid!

That's why I don't like talking to honest people.

Theresa wrote a few more lines: "Since your partners are dissatisfied with your bishop's behavior, why not try a different approach? Find a way to make them like your bishop, and the problem will be solved, right?"

Considering the church's position in the world, its influence should be quite high. Otherwise, how could it so easily give away something that both parties share? Therefore, it is likely that many people are eager to get close to the church.

Seeing that the knight was a little stunned, it seemed that there was no problem.

Theresa pressed on, writing on the paper, "Look, Mr. Knight, it's almost evening now. I believe the bishop will wait for you to return before dinner. I have a bull with two horns. You can think of it as a gift from those who have received the bishop's help. This might bring the two of you closer together, and you might even get praised, right?"

The knight hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded, indicating that he agreed with this point of view.

After all, how could he ask for the items back after they had already been given away? Doing so would not only damage the bishop's reputation but could also lead to dissatisfaction among his partners.

Instead of doing this, it would be more appropriate for them to accept and agree with the bishop's decision.

The reason why this horned bull appeared here was entirely because Theresa had just used too much force and accidentally killed it.

She patted the bull's body gently a few times, then signaled to the knight that the bull was his.

"Thank you, brave adventurer. Let's consider these replacement ores as a trade between us."

The knight put the ore into a small bag, handed it to Theresa, and then walked away, dragging the bull's tail.

He is so strong that he can easily drag a whole cow even when wearing armor. It is really not easy to be a knight.

Theresa fiddled with the small bag in her hand and turned to walk over to the girl who had been standing nearby.

"Sister Sunflower! You helped me again. But why are you here? Are you here to play?" Zoe looked at Theresa happily, with curiosity and gratitude in her eyes.

When Theresa heard Zoe's voice, she couldn't help but feel a sense of strangeness. She asked doubtfully, "You...are?"

There was a hint of confusion in his voice.

Zoe was stunned when she saw that Theresa didn't recognize her. She covered her mouth in disbelief, a look of obvious shock on her face.

Then she said anxiously, "Sister, can you speak now? Don't you recognize me? I'm Zoe."

"Zoe..."

Theresa seemed to be trying to recall something.

However, all of this made Theresa feel very strange. She clearly remembered that she had just arrived at this place last night, and it was impossible for anyone to have seen her.

What's more, she always wore a hood to hide her face.

So, what's going on with this girl in front of me?

Theresa subconsciously reached out to touch her hair and realized that her hood was not on.

Seeing Theresa's lack of reaction, Zoe seemed a little anxious. She quickly pulled a piece of paper from her bag and carefully handed it to Theresa. She said, "Sister, do you remember when you came here with your father? Although you were about my age back then, you were incredibly brave and formidable! Not only did you save me from those vicious bandits, you also comforted me. And you gave me this painting! It's the one I'm holding in my hands right now, and I've kept it dearly."

Theresa slowly took the drawing paper, gently stroking the surface with her fingers, feeling its unique texture.

This kind of paper is obviously different from the ordinary paper we usually see. Perhaps only professional painters would use such high-quality drawing paper.

She cast her gaze upon the painting, and before her eyes appeared a beautiful landscape. The lines were smooth and natural, the colors vibrant and realistic. It was clear that the artist possessed exceptional skill and artistic talent.

After so much time, the original brilliance has not faded at all. I believe the pigments used must have been of the highest quality.

Theresa stared quietly at the painting in front of her. Her eyes moved slowly and finally stopped at the back of the paper.

There are six triangles arranged in a circle.

What is this? Is it a flower?

At this moment, a strong feeling of dizziness suddenly hit her, making her a little unsteady.

Theresa held onto the tree tightly, trying to maintain her balance. At the same time, a series of strange images began to flash through her mind.

"Hey? You want to draw? Take this piece of paper first. Next time I will prepare some special paper for drawing for you." A strange yet kind voice sounded in my ears.

Theresa tried to see the speaker's face, but her vision was blurry. She shook her head, trying to shake off the discomfort. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself back in reality.

"Ah! Sister, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me!" Seeing that Theresa was a little abnormal, Zoe hurriedly reached out to support her and asked with concern.

Faced with the situation, Theresa seemed a little confused, but she still waved her hand gently to indicate that she was fine.

Then she handed the small bag that the knight had just handed to her to Zoe.

But Zoe didn't take the bag directly. Instead, she opened her backpack first.

She pulled out an object similar to the one in the small bag from her bag and said to Theresa, "This one is all I need. Please take the rest, sister. You should recognize these. I remember your family has a mine."

Theresa followed Zoe's gaze and looked at her backpack.

Well, no wonder the knight chased after it relentlessly to get it back.

Just from the attractive colors of the items in this backpack, even an outsider with no relevant knowledge would probably be able to guess that they must be worth a lot of money.

"Oh, the sun is about to set. The merchant is leaving, so I'll go back first. Thanks for your help, sister! Let's play together when we have time."

Seeing Zoe leaving, Theresa also prepared to pack up and go back.

But her mind was still recalling the scene just now. That should be some kind of aristocratic pattern, right?

I forgot to deny the identity she mentioned. I will explain it clearly next time. I guess I look similar to someone Zoe knows.