Gender-swapped Saintess: A Survival Diary on Hell Difficulty

"Miss Roland...you must be joking."

"As a businessman from the land-based region, wouldn't it be inappropriate for me to extend my reach into the old port area?"

Marcus asked incredulously.

If all the chambers of commerce that have now surrendered to Roland were to be integrated, they would occupy almost 30-40% of the market in the entire old port area.

In addition, with Pink Harbor, the local strongman in the old port area, Roland controls half of the old port area's commerce.

Although the old port area is now small, dilapidated, and garbage.

But food, daily necessities, food, clothing... all add up little by little.

Even if he's just a puppet, even if most of the money is given to Roland as a tribute.

The remaining profits are enough to make me happy.

"I can confirm that," Roland confirmed.

"Of course I'm not joking, I have high hopes for your abilities."

"As for the land area... we can also invite our trusted and reliable friends and colleagues from our church to come over."

Marcus first pondered the meaning behind those words, and then felt a chill run down his spine.

"Miss Roland, you mean...?"

"What I mean is, if we're going to make money, we can all do it together. If I eat the meat, you should at least get some soup, right?"

Roland tapped the scattered documents on the table, her smile radiant.

"I've heard you say that under Sister Serafie's leadership, many shady businesses are struggling, and everyone is barely making ends meet."

"Isn't this perfect? ​​I not only have a legitimate business here, but I'll also have more products in the future. It's a great place to make money."

"In the future, Roland Group's products will be distributed to various places by your Magic Train. I guarantee you will make a fortune."

Marcus had no doubt about Roland's words.

The Krusty Krab, the Stabilizing Potion, and the rapid growth of the Roland Group all demonstrate Roland's capabilities.

What he was worried about was Roland's first words.

What does it mean that "everyone is struggling to make ends meet under Sister Seraphim's leadership"?

Oh my god!

Miss Roland, are you planning to start a new Church of Light?

They'll be burned alive by Prince Seraf.

But money is so tempting.

The Church of Light in the capital was not exactly devout.

These are just minor branch offices, located a long way from headquarters. Everyone here is probably focused on making money and enjoying themselves.

Roland's suggestion really made Marcus's mouth water.

At this moment, Roland dropped another bombshell.

The alluring fox spirit placed her tail on her lap, stroked her fur with one hand, and rested the other on her chest.

"Don't worry, Sister Serafie won't have any objections. She spoils me rotten."

"Besides, I'm also doing this for the sake of the church. As long as you serve Sister Serafie faithfully, you might earn even more gold coins than before."

Roland subconsciously mimicked the video she had seen on Earth, covering her mouth and giggling.

She looks just like Daji, the sorcerer who spreads seductive rumors.

Her alluring appearance made the three succubi stare wide-eyed, their tails held high, and they even tried to entangle themselves with Roland's fox tail.

Their loyalty to Boss Kalil is as clear as day!

But my sister-in-law is really beautiful.

Marcus exclaimed that it was a monster, and he believed it to some extent.

Given Seraf's bias towards Roland, he's probably already completely infatuated with the fox spirit in front of him, oblivious to the world around him.

So Marcus gritted his teeth and nodded.

"Alright, I will do my best to organize the alliance. Miss Roland, just wait for good news!"

"Um."

Roland nodded happily, then added.

"There's one more thing. Give those grain merchants who are desperate two choices."

"Either jump off the rooftop willingly, or get branded."

……

After plotting for a while, Marcus hurriedly got off the bus halfway through the journey.

He was a sensible man and left the private space to Miss Roland and the succubus.

Inside the luxurious carriage, the large-breasted succubus named Ivy asked in surprise.

"Miss Roland, your relationship with Saintess Seraphim is surprisingly good?"

Roland sighed.

"It's not that we have a good relationship, it's that we have vested interests."

"But we can barely be considered half-friendly forces. If we encounter them, we can introduce ourselves."

Roland only gave a vague description of Seraf's position.

Although the three great succubi were all Kalil's confidantes, ensuring they would not betray her.

But matters concerning deities are not something an ordinary succubus can afford to deal with.

Seeing that Roland was unwilling to say more, the succubi wisely refrained from asking further questions.

Instead, they started showing concern and care, secretly trying to take advantage of the situation.

Unfortunately, Roland was already extremely wary of succubi, and the best the three of them ever managed was holding hands and secretly wrapping a succubus's tail around a fox's tail...

Before the succubi could go any further, the carriage had already slowed down.

After all, Green Street isn't particularly far from New Sprout Street, and the Magic Carriage isn't slow either.

The carriage traveled smoothly along the road into the glass dome of Pink Harbor, and then stopped in front of the main clubhouse building.

"Miss Roland, please get off the bus."

Ivy Rose stepped down from the carriage before Laurence and stood beside the carriage steps, extending her hand like a gentleman, palm facing up.

Roland was taken aback, a strange feeling washing over her.

I should be the gentleman, but now I'm starting to look more and more like the heroine in a novel.

She placed her hand on Ivy's hand, stepped steadily down from the carriage, looked around, and couldn't help but sigh.

"When I first came to Pink Harbor, there was only a single clubhouse. Now it has been transformed into a tourist resort."

"Magic is truly amazing!"

If this were on Earth, such a massive project would probably take several years to complete.

Roland didn't say the last sentence, but just craned her neck to look around at the scenery.

Ivy smiled beside Roland.

"It is all thanks to the knowledge and plans you provided that we have been able to regain our former glory."

"Now we have more and more customers, and even many of the sisters who left because of hunger have come back."

Roland then remembered that the succubi in this world were creatures that could attract both men and women.

In an instant, her cheeks flushed slightly pink.

She saw the passersby in the distance, all looking ethereal and empty-faced, and she immediately shivered.

The succubi of this world are truly terrifying.

It's hard to imagine just how much repression the trio of Kalil, who have never experienced sex, must have felt.

Especially Kalil and Sheep, two people with zero experience but extremely rich knowledge, their hobbies are probably as terrifying as an abyss.

It feels a bit like group chat members on Earth.

Roland shook the strange thought out of her head and began to tour Pink Harbor with the great succubi.

But Roland soon regretted it.

"Oh my god, close the door right now!"

"Damn it... I'm going to get a sty!"

"What kind of indecent place is this? It's awful, I don't want to look anymore."

Ivy was completely bewildered.

"This is the role-playing hall. The current activity scene is 'The Pure White Nun and Four Demon Sisters'."

"Wasn't this all your idea?"

Roland's face turned even redder, so red it looked like it could drip water.

That's just theoretical; she's actually a pure and innocent girl!

Roland bit her lip, managing to utter only two sentences.

"I just didn't realize it yet."

"Let's prioritize business for now. Let's go check on the beaver girl who makes figurines!"

The succubi tilted their heads in confusion.

strangeness……

There seemed to be a citrus scent in the air.