The reincarnated devil was blessed by the goddess

In the next few days, Liora was no longer seen in the guild.

Come on, young people who bravely pursue love!

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye it is almost the end of the month, and tomorrow we will step into the threshold of August.

At this moment, Theresa was wearing a thin white short-sleeved shirt, lying lazily on the bed, occasionally raising her hand to wipe the fine beads of sweat on her forehead.

It's really puzzling. There is electricity here, so why is there no air conditioning in the room?

Even if there was a black hand holding a fan and fanning vigorously beside him, it would be difficult to resist the invasion of the scorching heat.

I have to go buy a bottle of ice water to quench my thirst!

Theresa rolled out of bed. Now she no longer needed to hide her face in the guild, as everyone more or less knew her true appearance. Being seen was no big deal.

Besides, it's so hot right now that wearing a hood is too stuffy and might even cause heat rash. I have fair skin, and it would be so unsightly if a red rash broke out on my neck.

The guild was completely empty, with few figures moving around. The taskbar was covered in various flyers, like countless flyers stacked one on top of the other, even reaching a second layer.

It is only at night that this place becomes a little lively. During the day, you can basically only see familiar faces.

Theresa ordered a glass of ice water and drank it in one gulp, but it did nothing to relieve the dryness in her throat.

So she asked the waiter for a full cup of ice, then found a corner where the sun couldn't shine directly on her and sat down, chewing the ice with a "crunch crunch" sound.

In contrast, Miss Qiao Mary at the front desk seemed to be in even greater pain. In such hot weather, she still had to stick to her post.

Every time someone pushed open the door, a wave of heat would surge in, making her feel like she was standing in a charcoal fire, which was simply adding charcoal to the fire.

What the hell is going on! I really don’t want to stay in this country any longer. I really want to find a cool place to escape the heat! Theresa chewed the ice in her mouth and kept complaining in her heart.

For her, the cold was bearable, but the heat was a nightmare!

"Oh, I really shouldn't have chosen this month to come here. Why is it so hot?"

The guild's door slowly opened, bringing with it another wave of heat. Theresa glanced casually, guessing the visitor might be a merchant, given the carriage parked outside.

The man was wearing a wide-brimmed hat and had a tired look on his face, evidently the result of a long journey. His clothes were soaked with sweat, but he still managed to maintain his demeanor.

"Welcome to the Guild, Mr. Harvey. The drinks you ordered in advance are already prepared in the warehouse. If you wish to depart now, we can arrange for someone to help you load the goods onto the carriage."

Qiao Mary tried her best to remain polite, even though she was already extremely exhausted by the scorching heat.

Harvey nodded and responded, "Thank you. I need to find a place to rest. This weather is really unbearable. There is no way I can set off now. Although I can endure the scorching sun, my horse might get heatstroke and collapse halfway."

Harvey found a seat and sat down with ease, then ordered a glass of ice water. He seemed very familiar with the place, as if this was not his first time visiting the guild.

Theresa hadn't paid him much attention at first. After all, merchants frequently came and went within the guild, and it wasn't uncommon. Otherwise, how would these adventurers earn their rewards after completing their quests?

What caught Theresa's attention was the gun hanging on Harvey's waist!

Has the world entered the era of hot weapons?

But she felt something was wrong, because before this, she had never seen anyone in this area use a long-range weapon like a gun. Usually, the long-range weapons used were bows and crossbows, and the more powerful ones were heavy crossbows.

Theresa ate her ice cubes, her eyes fixed on the businessman, and a hint of curiosity welled up in her heart.

At this moment, Harvey seemed to have noticed Theresa's gaze. After all, in this guild, there weren't many people, so it was easy to notice other people's gazes.

Harvey put down the glass of water in his hand and turned to look at Theresa.

In an instant, the two people's golden eyes met each other, and they both felt surprised.

He also has golden eyes?

Out of politeness, Theresa quickly looked away the moment their eyes met.

However, Harvey noticed the girl and felt that her face seemed familiar.

To confirm his feeling, Harvey narrowed his eyes and looked at Theresa carefully.

What on earth was he doing? I was just paying a quick attention, so why was he staring at me?

Theresa felt very uncomfortable being stared at so intently, so she stood up and tried to go back to her room.

At this moment, a strange "creaking" sound suddenly came into her ears.

Then, an ingenious mechanical creation made entirely of wood quickly flew onto the table in front of Theresa like a nimble bird.

Wow, cool!

How on earth was this made? Theresa's eyes were instantly drawn to this marvelous mechanical creation.

Upon closer inspection, it is cleverly made of brass and fine wood, and its entire body is covered with a thin layer of metal scales that are closely arranged. A sophisticated gear system is hidden on its back, which is the key to driving it to spread its wings and fly.

It is estimated that just by gently turning the crank next to it, those delicate small gears will engage with each other, driving the bird's wings to flap up and down.

There was a small box at its feet with a white note sticking out.

Is this for me?

Theresa opened the box and saw a piece of paper.

She gently picked up the note. It read, "My apologies, beautiful lady. I apologize for my behavior just now. I was rude. As a token of my apology, this mechanical bird will serve as a token of my gratitude."

After reading the note, Theresa looked up and saw Harvey approaching. He took off his hat, put it on his chest, and nodded to Theresa, giving a standard gentleman's salute.

Uh...how should I respond at this time?

"Hello...?" Theresa hesitated for a moment and finally responded.

The merchant opened his mouth slightly, as if about to say something, but quickly recovered, a smile on his face, and said softly, "I heard that I will be returning with a girl with the same golden eyes. Is it you?"

Oh, there was this incident. Theresa suddenly remembered that she seemed to have heard Akzhan mention it before, but she had never seen him, so she gradually forgot about it.

"I'm Harvey, a merchant from Hiyori City who came to buy alcohol. I think Mr. Akjan showed up tonight."