Gender-swapped Saintess: A Survival Diary on Hell Difficulty

The disabled beast girls in the cabin were first startled by the sudden appearance of Roland.

Finding that Roland showed no hostility, he calmed down a bit and began to look Roland up and down.

"You, you are Lady Roland?"

A catgirl who had lost both legs let out a trembling voice, frantically groping her body with her hands, only to find that she was wearing only thin, revealing clothing.

Then he hurriedly lay down and searched the ship's deck, finally finding the bronze Roland statue.

She placed the statue before her, her gaze shifting between the statue and Roland.

"It's true, it really is Lady Roland, Lady Roland has come to save us."

"We're saved! Waaaaah!"

The catgirl, who had lost both legs, could no longer contain her emotions. She slipped and fell to the ground, wailing loudly. Her cries were heart-wrenching, as if she were being torn apart.

This crying triggered a chain reaction, and the entire cabin erupted in heart-wrenching cries, mixed with noisy pleas.

"Mom, I've arrived at the Roland Group. I'll never suffer again."

"Lady Roland, please take us in. I'll do anything for you."

"Lady Roland..."

Watching all this, Roland felt anger and bitterness alternating in her heart.

Even though her faith points were climbing at an alarming rate, it did not bring her the slightest joy.

She couldn't feel happy at all.

Without hesitation, she focused her mind, and the system panel unfolded beside her. Faith points rapidly increased, and a skill icon lit up.

Healing Aura (Intermediate Magic)

Priced at 200,000, its cost-effectiveness is outrageously low.

It's the face-saving magic that Serafie loves to use to win people over.

The magic consumption was extremely high, and the healing effect was limited to drinking two bottles of healing potions that cost fifty copper coins each.

Its only advantage is its extremely large range, the kind that's frighteningly large, and its beautiful special effects, making it look very sacred.

Roland didn't exchange for this skill to show off, but for the sake of the hundreds of beast girls in the cabin.

The aftermath of the battle injured too many beast girls, and many of the disabled beast girls already had wounds. If the church maids were to slowly clean their wounds one by one, I'm afraid half of them would die from infection.

As the knowledge flowed into her mind, Roland activated her Healing Aura without hesitation.

A dazzling light emanated from her, spreading in a ring to every part of the cabin, even covering the beast girls with a faint glow.

……

Outside the cabin, Nightingale and the Sisters of Thorn sensed the magical fluctuations and, fearing that Roland had been attacked, quickly jumped into the large hole.

Then, they were immediately shocked by the pitiful beast girls and gasped in astonishment.

Immediately afterwards, they saw the magic emanating from Roland.

Roland stood before the disabled beast girls, and a gentle golden light expanded from her body, evenly bathing each of them.

Her expression was full of compassion, as if she were looking at her own suffering child.

Everyone was slightly dazed.

For a fleeting moment, they even thought they had seen a savior from suffering.

At this moment, Sister Theresa, who possessed the highest magical power and was a high-level transcendent being, stared wide-eyed at the magic surging around Roland, her tone filled with disbelief.

"Isn't this the [Healing Halo]?"

"How did Miss Roland learn this?!"

"Isn't this a magic that only a saintess can learn? It's impossible for a newly intermediate-level superhuman to learn it."

These words were endorsed by the other Sisters of Thorn, who all cast strange glances at them.

A nun whose hair was turning green at the ends cleared her throat and guessed.

"Perhaps this is why His Highness Seraf has been taking special care of Miss Roland."

"Miss Roland is so devout to the Goddess, and practices her teachings at all times, that her progress in the path of the Holy Light is so rapid."

The goddess she spoke of was not the current God of Light, but a Radiant Goddess who had been imprisoned.

Considering the demeanor Roland just displayed, the credibility of this statement is practically off the charts.

For a moment, the Sisters of Thorn's gaze toward Roland intensified.

Roland maintained her magical output and turned her head to look when she heard the nuns' voices.

Damn it, she's busy saving people here, while her teammates are still slacking off!

She was immediately angered and scolded him.

"What are you all standing there for? Get to the rescue!"

"Prioritize saving dying beast girls; save as many as you can."

"Also, Nightingale, quickly make a hole in the ship's hull so that the maids can easily carry people on stretchers to rescue them."

"Hedrian, mobilize all the dockworkers and have them set up temporary tents as treatment rooms, quickly!"

Roland issued a series of orders, her tone heavy and her expression serious.

She was no longer her usual carefree self; instead, she exuded a subtle air of authority that made no one dare disobey her orders.

"Yes, Miss Roland!"

The crowd responded and sprang into action.

……

Rumble!

Squeak!

Amidst the sounds of construction, Nightingale used her scimitar to cut a large hole in the ship's hull.

Sister Thorn used her magic to save the seriously ill, while the maids also systematically treated and moved the wounded.

Under the educational methods that Roland inherited from Earth, the maids demonstrated amazing coordination and order, and were able to stand alone in the rescue work.

Seeing that the rescue work was on track, Roland relaxed a little and walked to the center of the cabin.

Mai Mai's body still lay on the deck, and the pink-haired little kitten girl held her head tightly, refusing to let go.

"Ugh, Sister Cat Mai Mai, Lady Roland is here. Please wake up."

"Lady Roland, please save Sister Cat Mai Mai!"

The little kitten looked up at Roland, tears streaming down her face like a broken string, dripping onto Maimai's blood-stained face, staining it with bright red marks.

The catgirl next to her, whose injuries were less severe, opened her mouth but didn't know how to speak.

Their feelings towards the cat Mai Mai were also very complicated.

The resentment towards her stems from her deceiving her compatriots, turning them into toys to be sold.

We are grateful to her because she led everyone to escape the hellish place, even at the cost of her own life.

Throughout the long chase, Cat Mai Mai's body was constantly injured and poisoned by magic, yet she persevered in using the magic scroll through sheer willpower.

It wasn't until it was finally struck head-on by powerful magic that it collapsed and died.

Alas... when a person dies, their debts are wiped out.

The catgirl sighed and tugged at the little catgirl's hand.

"Honey, don't cry. Cat Mai Mai is asleep now. Let her rest in peace."

"She's tired too."

The pink-haired kitten girl shed even more tears.

She pressed the cat MaiMai's cheek against her tender chest, trying to warm her gradually cooling skin with her body heat.

For more than two weeks, the cat MaiMai would secretly come to encourage her every day and bring her sweet fruit candies, which helped her persevere through the humiliation of the nobles.

She gritted her teeth, refusing to loosen her grip.

"We clearly agreed to eat wheat straw pancakes together on Xinya Street...you big liar!"

"Sister Cat Mai Mai is a big liar! She tricked us into thinking we'd open at 7 PM, and then she tricked me into coming to Xinya Street. She lies about everything!"

Roland knelt down on one knee, closing the distance between herself and the cat MaiMai.

Upon closer inspection, MaiMai and Coco are quite different.

With faces that are seven or eight parts similar, Coco gives off a kind and honest feeling, while MaiMai has a bit of a mean and domineering air, as well as a vulgar air of someone who has been immersed in the world of pleasure.

Roland reached out and brushed her hand across the cat MaiMai's cold face, sensing a strong magical reaction.

Cat MaiMai's skin was covered with pale blue vein patterns, a sign of severe magic poisoning.

Those with low cultivation levels can forcibly activate magic scrolls by consuming large amounts of magic potions, turning their bodies into ruthless magic converters.

The price is damage to the body's potential, shortened lifespan, and excruciating pain.

Judging from the severity of the poisoning, it's hard to imagine how much pain Mai Mai endured and how she managed to persevere.

Perhaps it's guilt towards my fellow countrymen...

As Roland thought to herself, she glanced outside discreetly.

On the makeshift stretchers outside, lay all sorts of disabled animal girls.

The disabled catgirls gazed at the sky, groaning in pain while shedding tears of joy.

The group's employees who participated in the rescue couldn't help but cover their faces and shed tears.

Inside the cabin, the pink-haired kitten watched Roland's actions, wiped away her tears, and a glimmer of hope rose in her eyes as she choked out a sob.

"Lady Roland, can you save Sister Cat Mai Mai?"

Roland nodded, reached through her long golden hair, and touched the human ear.

There is an exquisite and beautiful earring on the right earlobe.

That was a precious item given to me by Serafie a long time ago, and it was inscribed with a unique magic.

Resurrection spell.

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