The reincarnated devil was blessed by the goddess

Phew...mm...slept so comfortably...

Theresa slowly opened her eyes. The sky was now painted a brilliant orange-yellow, and occasionally the cheerful chirping of returning birds could be heard.

It turned out that I slept until the evening, and in this beautiful sea of ​​sunflowers.

Theresa was recalling the dream she had just had. She seemed to have returned to the world she once was familiar with. She lay leisurely on the comfortable bed and enjoyed a pleasant nap. It was not until dinner time that she was gently awakened by her parents and had dinner together.

Theresa's nose felt slightly sore at this thought.

Yes, she missed home, missed her distant and warm home, and also missed the pastries in the unknown little village.

"The afternoon sun is warm and peaceful, Miss Theresa, did you sleep peacefully?" Xiang Mingri's voice gently interrupted her dreams.

"Um......"

Theresa shook her head, sat on the grass, and stretched, with sleepiness still in her eyes.

"This sea of ​​flowers is like our safe haven. Only here can you sleep so peacefully. In other places, you might be bitten by mosquitoes and have no peace." He said with a smile.

"However, dinner time is almost here, so we should go eat. I had someone try to recreate a delicacy based on your description. Remember the braised pork you mentioned?"

As he spoke to Mingri, he stood up gracefully and extended a hand to Theresa.

Theresa responded by holding his hand and felt an unprecedented warmth coming from him.

As she stood up, the setting sun stretched their shadows very long and cast them on the sea of ​​flowers.

Hiccup~

After the meal, Theresa rubbed her stomach contentedly and let out a long burp.

Although the flavor of the braised pork was slightly different from what I remembered, the superior quality of the meat greatly enhanced the overall taste.

Overall, they tried their best and fulfilled a small wish of Theresa's.

Only when night fell and the lights on the dining table flickered softly, Theresa seemed to temporarily forget her responsibilities as an employee and had dinner with Xiang Mingri.

Xiang Mingri put down his wine glass and looked at her gently. "Are you going for a walk in the city again tonight? Remember to put on your coat. The wind is strong. Don't forget to go home before late at night."

"Good~"

Theresa's answer was playful, her eyes twinkling mischievously.

The city lights are brilliant at night, and compared to the candlelight at Fairmont, this place has a more modern atmosphere.

The neon lights on the street were flashing and the crowds were bustling. She walked among them, enjoying the freedom and the bustle.

I thought back to the conversation at the dinner table and wondered if my tone was too intimate. But in an instant, the thought was replaced by the bustling street life.

She walked over to a vendor, a kind sister, who specialized in pear tea.

"One cup."

Theresa said as she took out some banknotes from her bag and handed them to her eldest sister.

"Okay, Miss Theresa... I'll close after selling this cup, and I'll give you all the remaining condiments!" The stall owner smiled and handed her a full cup of pear tea that was almost overflowing.

Theresa continued to wander in the night, holding a cup of pear tea, and occasionally had to clarify her identity.

When she was on her way back to the manor, she stopped involuntarily. There was a figure hiding behind the stone bench in front of her.

Maybe that person was just taking a break? No, why not take a break in the chair next to him?

He didn't know what he was waiting for. Could it be him?

No, no, no, there is nothing to rob.

Although she is now considered quite pretty among certain people...

With her own efforts and opportunities, she has accumulated a considerable fortune and can be called a wealthy woman.

It's a bit troublesome because she only knows this way to get back to the manor.

"Buzzing..."

Theresa held a golden ball of light in her hand, which shone even brighter at night.

Well, I hope it scares him.

So Theresa walked forward boldly. Even if the light ball suddenly dissipated, she still had the black hand as a backup.

Uh, Black Hand hasn't eaten for several days since he came here. Will he kill me directly if he uses it?

"Girl, come with me."

Tidarson's voice rang in her ears. His sudden appearance frightened Theresa. She instinctively turned around and waved her arms, pointing the golden ball of light in her palm directly at the other party.

Fortunately, this time the ball of light did not dissipate as before, but instead hovered steadily between the two of them, illuminating Tidarson's surprised expression.

"Get out of the way!" Theresa tried to shout as loudly as possible. She had no idea how much energy the golden ball contained.

Titson swiftly pulled out the small hammer from his waist, gripped the handle tightly, and swung it upwards.

With a loud "bang", the golden ball in Theresa's hand flew straight out as if it had been hit by a cannonball.

In mid-air, the golden ball suddenly bloomed like a gorgeous firework, and countless golden lights splashed in all directions.

This... this is? Iron flower?

Good...look...ah~

"Well."

Theresa's head was tapped lightly by Tidarson, and she made a grunt sound.

"What do you want to do, girl?"

Titussen skillfully swung the hammer in his hand, then swung it neatly to his waist. With a puzzled look on his face, he asked Theresa.

Theresa rubbed her head, a hint of dissatisfaction in her eyes, and she stared straight at Titson.

"What? Are you still unwilling to give up? Get up quickly, we are about to leave." Titton urged.

"Where?"

"Go and get your weapon. I have already greeted that kid Xiang Mingri. I originally planned to find you directly, but he told me that you were out for a walk and suggested that I look for you near the bridge." Tiedason explained.

Theresa followed Tiedason silently. She didn't understand why she needed to collect weapons at this time, and she didn't understand why Tiedason would come to her at night.

But she didn't ask any more questions, just followed his steps quietly.

"Your control needs to be improved," Tittussen commented as they walked. "You can't even do basic control. Your flaws are obvious."

For this blacksmith who makes a living by forging, the fragility of any object is obvious at a glance.

There is no doubt that this is the result of his years of experience.

Haha, so this is the reason why a golden ball can be turned into iron flowers with just one hammer.

Theresa muttered to herself.

"Perhaps, it's not that you can't control it. It's that you are too strong, just like her. You need to suppress it to stabilize your form."

Titdason led Theresa into the dwarf workshop. Even when night fell, the craftsmen here were still busy.

They walked through the bustling workshop and came to a quiet room where an exquisite little box lay on the table.

"The things in here should be able to help you solve the problem."

Tittonson said this, his eyes falling on the box.