Gender-swapped Saintess: A Survival Diary on Hell Difficulty

President Stephen is dead.

His death was beyond imagination.

Because the floor-to-ceiling windows that open at seven o'clock are all reinforced glass made through alchemy.

Stephen's talent was average.

It took a huge amount of gold coins to barely break through to the level of a beginner superhuman.

Therefore, he used up almost all his magic to shatter the thick glass, leaving him covered in thorns like a hedgehog.

Moreover, having exhausted his magic, he landed with no protection whatsoever.

The scene was so horrific that the passing animal-eared female employees were so frightened that they ran away with their tails between their legs.

But Stephen's death wasn't in vain.

The scream he let out before jumping off the building was absolutely heart-wrenching.

Many grain merchants who have gone all in with their families can relate to this.

Some people are working even harder to plead for help, hoping to find Bizan.

A small number of grain merchants, unable to recover and burdened with exorbitant debts, suffered emotional breakdowns.

They could not bear the prospect of a future filled with poverty and heavy burdens, much less accept that they had fallen to this state in a single day.

In his excitement, he also activated his magic and crashed into the glass floor-to-ceiling window.

Before jumping off the building, he didn't forget to imitate Stephen and scream out loud.

"Thumbs up!"

"You shameless liar! I'll haunt you even in death!"

Crack!

The sound of shattering glass rang out, and another figure flashed past the window, striking the road heavily with their elbow.

Before Tiger-Man Bizan could react, he heard another muffled thud.

The third grain merchant was smashed into a horribly twisted shape on the ground.

Bizan's face turned green with rage, and he waved his hands furiously.

"Damn it, quickly take those grain merchants under control!"

"How dare they commit suicide at 7 PM? They're ruining our reputation!!"

"Quickly, get them under control!"

The wolf-woman secretary realized the situation was serious and hurriedly walked towards the door.

But as she approached the door, she stopped and turned to ask.

"Lord Bizan, now that we've subdued them, how do we appease them?"

"These grain merchants are all in a hurry to go back and sell off their grain, trying to recoup their losses before the grain market completely collapses."

Bizan irritably reached out and patted the tiger's head.

"These idiots actually think they can salvage their losses."

"Forget it, just tell them that the market is currently undergoing a technical adjustment, don't panic, and that grain prices will definitely hold at their high point."

The wolf-woman secretary's forehead creased with annoyance, her expression helpless.

"Lord Bizan, they won't believe that."

Bizan remained unmoved, staring wide-eyed at the wolf-woman secretary.

"Anyway, you need to figure out a way to quiet them down. If they're going to die, they should die outside."

"Food matters are minor; if our 7 AM opening hours are disrupted, I won't be able to handle the punishment from above!"

The wolf-woman secretary's lips twitched.

Her mind was in turmoil; if she hadn't been intimidated by Bizan's tyranny, she would have cursed him out loud.

Damn it, she's just a lowly secretary, good for doing fancy stuff, but when it comes to decision-making...

Even if she could make the decision, she wouldn't dare to take responsibility for it!

The wolf-woman secretary gritted her teeth and replied.

"I understand, I'll take care of it right away."

"Yes, go quickly, it's urgent!"

Bizan turned around and looked out the floor-to-ceiling window.

Within a minute, another figure flashed by.

The figure descended rapidly to the ground and bloomed into a bright red flower.

At first glance, a row of twisted human bodies had appeared on one side of the main road, and all the passersby around had run away in fright.

Across the street, in another high-rise building that also opened at 7 a.m., a group of nobles who were having a silver party were also drawn to the attention.

"It's a gaunt nobleman," the man joked.

"Why is it so lively in the building across the street? Is it some new aerial circus show?"

The butler's face darkened when he was asked the question.

"Young master, this isn't a circus performance; it's a group of people committing suicide by jumping off a building!"

"What? What bad luck! What are they doing opening at seven o'clock?"

The gaunt nobleman looked disgusted and quickly waved his hand.

"That's disgusting. Go and find out what happened."

"Also, let's change the location for our party; this place is really ruining my mood."

……

Bizan watched this scene and cursed loudly.

"hateful!"

"These foolish grain merchants, even on their deathbeds, still try to disgust me!"

He punched the glass.

Gala!

Dense cracks spread across the glass.

Even a seasoned, high-level superhuman could be so terrifying that, despite controlling his strength as much as possible, he almost shattered the glass window.

The wolf-woman secretary narrowed her large eyes slightly as she looked at Bizan's impotent and furious appearance.

Then, she turned around silently, tiptoed out of the room, and considerately closed the door behind her.

As soon as the door closed, her expression changed, and she shook her head.

"Heh, looks like I need to think of a way to get a new boss."

"Bizan's future has been completely ruined by the Roland Group."

The wolf girl, with her rear end sticking out, walked away down the corridor with a cat-like gait.

She wasn't worried about her future because she already had a candidate for a new boss.

As for his status and position...

No problem, she comes with her own promotion machine.

……

New Sprouts Street, Roland Group, third floor of the church.

The winter harvest in the greenhouse has been underway for two days.

Roland enjoyed the sights for two days, but eventually returned to the church.

At this moment, Roland was drinking tea and chatting with the succubus sisters.

These three succubus sisters were all temporary management members appointed by Kalil before she left.

The succubi smiled broadly, their eyes filled with admiration... and considerable lust as they looked at Roland.

The voluptuous succubus sitting in the middle stood up solicitously and refilled Roland's teacup with black tea.

"Miss Roland, thanks to you, Pink Harbor has truly been revitalized!"

"After such a big incident, many people think that opening at seven o'clock is unlucky. Even the nobles of Haisen Port have come to patronize our store."

The succubus's smile grew even brighter as she spoke.

"Your methods are truly terrifying. No wonder Boss Caryl likes you so much... I've fallen for you too."

Just as Roland was about to reply, she felt an itch on her calf.

He lowered his head slightly and looked under the table.

The succubus with large breasts right in front of her had somehow taken off her high heels, and her jade-like feet, clad in black stockings, were gently rubbing against Roland's legs.

Roland: "..."

Pah! Succubi have no morals whatsoever!

Roland slightly pulled her legs together, leaned back on the sofa without making a sound, and then asked.

"Opening at seven? Did something happen at Tiger Head?"

"Eh?"

The great succubus stared at Roland in astonishment.

"You didn't know?"

Roland was dumbfounded.

What should she know?

The succubus then realized that Roland's intelligence sources had always been Pink Harbor.

So he scratched his head sheepishly.

"I'm sorry, I should have told you this good news first."

"The store opens at seven o'clock, and there's a whole bunch of grain merchants lined up there."

"After a spring rain, even the water on the ground turned red, and the corpses were in a terrible state. Many grain merchants risked their lives to break through the glass and jump off buildings."

"It is said that before jumping off the building, he cursed Bishop Bizan, saying that Bizan was a fraud. Now, his situation is extremely awkward as the business opens at seven o'clock."

Roland's eyes lit up.

"What?! Such a good thing!"

"That's what the succubus replied."

"Yes, yes, these people are the culprits behind the great famine in the old port area, and they are also the group targeting the Roland Group."

"And that Bishop Bizan, he was the backbone of it all, he really got what he deserved."

Upon hearing the news, Roland took a delighted sip of her black tea, her face beaming with joy.

Upon seeing this, the succubus with the large breasts launched into a barrage of flattery, making Roland extremely happy.

Seeing that the atmosphere was right, she casually made a suggestion.

"Miss Roland, now that the crisis has passed, why don't you come and inspect our Pink Harbor?"

"Since the three of us sisters took office, we haven't been able to have a proper dinner with you."

She paused, then added.

"Boss Caryl said that while she's away, you should be treated with the same respect as the boss's wife."

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