Gender-swapped Saintess: A Survival Diary on Hell Difficulty

As soon as Roland stated her request, Marcus nodded eagerly.

"Yes, Miss Roland, I will definitely proceed according to plan and spread the news of your looting of grain."

Roland looked at Marcus and thought for a moment.

Then he took out a lot of magic scrolls, potions and items from his spatial ring.

These are all good things provided by Serafie and Caryl, which will allow Marcus to better show off his wealth.

She reached out and pushed all the scarce props in front of the obese bishop.

"Marcus, these things are yours for now. Use the potions as needed."

"Make sure those merchants believe that you've made a fortune from me."

Marcus accepted them one by one and marked them.

He said tactfully.

"Rest assured, I will return everything in full once the plan succeeds."

"I will refund you in full any premium you paid for my grain."

……

A week later, it opened at seven o'clock, in a secluded and luxurious large private room.

The merchants were feasting and indulging in lavish banquets.

These merchants mainly came from the port of Haisen, the old port area, and the land area, and a considerable number of them were engaged in the business of grain and wheat flour.

They are the main force behind this price gouging of grain.

At this moment, everyone reversed their previous dejected state, and joy was evident on their faces.

Because they had finally waited until the time when the Roland Group could no longer hold on.

"Have you heard? Roland Kane, along with the Battle Sisters, is threatening small grain merchants to sell their grain."

"The price was even reduced to 30% of the price increase, so the profit was not as much as I had imagined."

A gaunt and cunning grain merchant held a wine glass, his words revealing his disdain for Roland.

"I think this nun-owner on New Sprout Street is desperate and has actually taken matters into her own hands to deal with those tiny grain merchants."

Upon hearing this, the grain merchants from the land route immediately complained bitterly.

He forced an awkward smile, put down his wine glass, and began to complain to those around him.

"It's not just those small fry who are suffering; we're also being threatened by Roland."

"Taking advantage of Princess Seraf's power, she forced us to sell rye flour to her at a low price, and we're almost losing money."

This man was one of Marcus's henchmen, acting as Marcus's front man.

At this moment, he used all his strength to portray an expression of grief and indignation.

As soon as he uttered those words, the others burst into laughter.

"Keep pretending here, you've definitely made a fortune off Roland!"

The grain merchant in the Luhang area said with wide eyes.

"How could you slander someone's innocence like this..."

"What innocence?"

The onlookers laughed even louder, glancing furtively at the grain merchant's finger, where a simple magic ring was worn.

The ring may not look impressive, but those in the know will immediately recognize it as a high-end light-based health and wellness tool.

"I saw you accept a bribe from Roland the day before yesterday, and Roland personally escorted you out of the company's gate."

Your smile is brighter than a chrysanthemum's!

The grain merchant from the Lu Xing district immediately blushed, veins bulging on his forehead, and argued.

"Accepting bribes doesn't count as making money!"

"I was forced into it! The price the Roland Group offered for the grain was so low, I never even wanted to sell!"

A woman with wolf ears on her head approached, a mocking smile on her face.

"Mr. Piek, that's a bit of a lie."

"I saw you in Pink Harbor yesterday, surrounded by a large group of succubi with fox ears, as you entered the top-tier governor's suite."

"Perhaps he's been captivated by Roland's new look and is so eager to find a meal replacement?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, how extravagant! A dozen or so succubi, I wonder if you can handle it?"

Piek immediately exploded, slamming his fist on the table and spewing a string of incomprehensible words.

Phrases like "invincible in every battle" and "striving for perfection" drew laughter from everyone, filling the private room with a joyful atmosphere.

Piek, feeling embarrassed, waved his hand and left his seat, then went upstairs to have some fun with a catgirl on one side and a bunny girl on the other.

The laughter in the private room stopped abruptly after the person left.

The wolf-eared woman, who had just been joking, turned indifferent and looked around at the others.

"How much of the current situation do you think is true?"

"It's true that Roland is short of food, but is it really that short? Could they be colluding to deceive us?"

The person next to him raised an eyebrow and stroked his chin in thought.

"That's possible. After all, the grain merchants in the Land Walk region have close ties with the Church of Light."

A businessman interrupted, his face grim, his hand unconsciously tapping the table.

"Having contact doesn't mean they have the ability to solve the Roland Group's food crisis."

"The entire New Sprout Street is now completely surrounded by famine refugees, whose numbers are roughly estimated to be at least three times the size of the Roland Group."

"No team of superhumans can fill this food gap without food reserves."

The wolf-eared woman still had some doubts.

Just then, a werewolf scout who opened his shop at seven o'clock suddenly opened the door.

Amidst the wary gazes of the crowd, he approached the wolf-eared woman and whispered in her ear.

The woman quickly showed a relieved expression, waved the spies away, and then spoke.

"I have received the latest intelligence that the internal canteen of the Roland Group has been changed to a rationing system."

"Mr. Piek, who just left, and his chamber of commerce are also using coercion and inducement to aggressively buy up the inventory of small grain merchants in other regions."

She couldn't help but cross her legs, and her smile gradually brightened.

"Don't look at what he says, look at what he does."

"It seems that although Roland Kane didn't pay, Mr. Piek was quite satisfied with the reward of the extraordinary items."

The businessman who was closest to the location was somewhat envious, his tone tinged with sourness.

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"Just now, Piek had two protective necklaces around his neck, a high-grade health ring on his finger, a rejuvenating bracelet on his wrist, and the aura of a youth-preserving potion emanating from him. It's obvious that Roland gave him these benefits."

The wolf-eared woman clapped her hands, signaling everyone to look over.

Her tone became more assertive, and she began to mobilize.

"Our objective is now very clear."

"Please do your best to acquire small grain merchants and take over their warehouses and stocks. Do not give Roland the opportunity to seize grain by force."

"If Roland wants food, they should exchange it for real money, personnel, equipment, technology, and us, instead of fighting and killing like barbarians."

Everyone's eyes lit up, but a small number of people were not blinded by their emotions.

A small group of people raised their hands and asked in low voices.

"Miss Wolf, it's not that we don't trust you, but if Her Highness Saintess Serafie were to perish, we might not even get a piece of the Roland Group's pie."

"Haha, you don't need to worry about that."

The wolf girl let out a sweet laugh.

"Regarding the matter in Serafie, we know exactly what to do when we open at seven o'clock. Please feel free to proceed."

After the gathering, the merchants began to enthusiastically buy up the small grain merchants' inventory.

Small grain merchants also knew that Roland was using force to persuade people to buy grain.

With Roland threatening them from the front and the Grand Merchant Guild offering them incentives from the back, they readily handed over their inventory.

This acquisition involved mountains of grain, which startled everyone.

"It's unbelievable that small grain merchants have such exaggerated grain reserves."

"Luckily we acted quickly, otherwise Roland would have had a chance to catch her breath."

While the major grain traders were relieved, some questions inevitably arose in their minds.

Are these small grain merchants stockpiling too much grain?