Gender-swapped Saintess: A Survival Diary on Hell Difficulty

The system notification left Roland completely bewildered.

However, she still took out a standard glass bottle from her spatial ring.

It's just an ordinary container; she has a whole bunch of them in her spatial ring. It's not worth much.

Since the system says it will be used, then we should prepare one.

She still doesn't understand what this so-called "Lauren brand honey" is.

It's all about gathering faith points and transforming them into real-world materials—it all sounds so high-end and mysterious.

I don't know how it was formed, was it done with a magic circle?

At this moment, Roland's body finally reacted, and an indescribable feeling surged into her mind.

Roland's pupils contracted sharply, and her expression changed drastically.

"No... this feeling is... oh ho ho ho ho~"

She was interrupted before she could finish her sentence.

Instead, there is the crisp, melodious, captivating, and intoxicating tale of the fox.

It went up and down, like a roller coaster speeding across the water track, splashing up big waves.

The voice was so powerful that it went straight through the door and was heard by the maid who happened to be passing by.

The maid heard the scream and immediately shuddered.

So he reached for the doorknob and tried to turn the door open.

"Lady Roland, what happened? Were you attacked?!"

"Lady Roland, why is your door locked!"

"Lady Roland, please say something!"

The warning array inside the room detected that the doorknob was being grasped and that someone was trying to open it, and immediately emitted a light.

A piercing alarm sounded.

"Coo-coo-cao! Coo-coo-cao!"

Roland certainly heard the warning array.

But as the system says, the process of condensation cannot be interrupted.

The only response to the piercing alarm was the fox girl's ramblings.

"Gurgle, gurgle!"

"Oh my gosh!"

"Coo coo coo~"

"Oh my gosh~"

The alarms and fox calls rose and fell, their rhythms rising and falling, making Roland feel both like crying and unable to stop laughing.

Fortunately, although it couldn't be interrupted, the sound could be kept low, and the alarm could cover it up so that it wouldn't be heard from outside.

Just in case, the young maid waited outside the door for quite a while.

But he still received no response from Roland.

The maid turned pale with fright and ran down the stairs as fast as she could, shouting as she ran.

"Oh no! Miss Roland has been attacked!"

……

After an unknown amount of time, Roland opened the door from the inside.

The room was already filled with maids: the tall ones were succubus maids, the short ones were little maids, and the fluffy ones were beast girl maids.

All eyes were fixed on Roland as she opened the door.

At this moment, there was nothing unusual about Roland; her clothes were neatly arranged without a single wrinkle, showing no signs of having been attacked.

Moreover, Roland's complexion was rosy and radiant, like a blooming golden lily, beautiful and alluring.

"Lady Roland, are you alright?"

The maid who first noticed the anomaly hurriedly asked, and Roland looked down and saw the little guy who had patrolled at night and been rewarded by Roland by having his fox tail touched.

Roland reached out and ruffled the little guy's hair.

"I'm perfectly fine, little one, don't worry."

Then, she looked at the maids and waved her hand.

"Everyone, go back to work. I was just testing a new magical technique; I wasn't attacked."

"Everyone, you can leave now."

The maids all breathed a sigh of relief and left the third floor one by one after saying goodbye.

However, the succubus maids looked puzzled; they felt something was off, but couldn't quite put their finger on it.

In the end, it can only be attributed to Miss Roland being more beautiful, which made them fall for her.

……

After everyone left, Roland's expression immediately fell.

Her expression twisted as she turned and went back into the room, bringing out the steaming hot potion ingredients.

Roland blushed and decided to rename it "Faith Honey".

Then, carrying the bottle, he went into the alchemy laboratory on the third floor.

The laboratory on the third floor is very large, equipped with all the mainstream alchemy equipment, as well as a considerable number of books on potions.

The interior design adheres to succubus aesthetics, and like the other rooms in the church, it appears magnificent and luxurious, with a sense of grand capitalist aristocracy.

However, Roland doesn't come here often.

Most of the time, it's the church's little genius, Renee, who's busy here.

Renee will be here to brew the potions the group needs, and also to learn and develop new potions.

Although Roland felt like she was exploiting child laborers, Renee didn't care.

The little guy's exact words were...

For alchemists, brewing potions is a way to train themselves and also a part of their learning process.

Moreover, she wanted to do something for Roland, and brewing potions was something she could do.

Therefore, Roland entrusted the alchemy laboratory to Renee.

Roland went into the alchemy laboratory to take a look.

The entire laboratory was kept spotless, and every alchemical material was neatly arranged in its corresponding container.

Even if only half of the materials were used, and they were temporarily placed on the table, they were packed in a wooden box with a transparent lid and labeled.

If an outsider were to visit for the first time, they might mistake this for the laboratory of an elderly scholar.

Roland walked to the center of the laboratory.

On the wide alchemy platform, there was an alchemy pot entwined with vines.

[Reviving the furnace].

This was the first gift that Caryl gave to Roland in order to secure the milk deal.

Roland's first "stabilizing potion" that could remove minor magical contamination was made using this alchemical cauldron.

Roland reminisces about the past.

At that time, she was a pitiful little nun who had just transmigrated and was burdened with debt.

She's now a mother of two... no, she's now the big boss of a corporation.

While reminiscing about her life with a sense of pride, Roland began to put the ingredients into the pot, following the knowledge provided by the system.

"Two hundred grams of large shiitake mushrooms."

"100 grams of sweet flower wine".

"Twenty grams of black tea leaves..."

After throwing in a bunch of random ingredients, Roland couldn't tell if she was cooking or making a potion.

Finally, the main attraction arrives: a whole bottle of "Faith Honey".

Roland picked up the bottle of faith honey and examined it at eye level.

Three hundred milliliters may not seem like much, but it contains 500,000 faith points, making it priceless.

It looks good too; the pale golden transparent liquid emits a faint light and occasionally sparkles with golden starlight, as if it has special effects added.

With a determined look, Roland closed her eyes and poured the honey of faith into the alchemy cauldron.

As the temperature rose to 300 degrees Celsius, the molten liquid in the pot boiled, and a refreshing citrus aroma filled the laboratory.

Next, following the knowledge provided by the system, I continued to add materials and used magic to infuse and stir them.

More than an hour later, Roland received a bottle of beautiful magic potion.

The potion appeared mostly golden-orange in the glass, much like iced tea.

With a medium viscosity, the potion liquid churns and swirls when shaken, its gold and red hues intertwining to create a beautiful auspicious cloud pattern.

[Ascending Potion: The power of faith transforms into nourishment, enhancing the user's physique and strengthening their talents.]

This potion looks amazing, but I don't know if it works.

Roland tucked the warm potion into her bosom, a hint of worry on her face, and walked out of the laboratory.

Having lost over a million faith points, I hope Ms. Tree can grow up after drinking it.

If it all goes down the drain, she won't even know where to cry.