Gender-swapped Saintess: A Survival Diary on Hell Difficulty

Theresa's words left Roland speechless, both amused and exasperated.

"When did I say I was going to sell Sister Serafie? I have no intention of using the church's resources."

Theresa was taken aback and asked in confusion.

"Where will you find the rare and precious materials needed to repair the soul?"

"Um... I haven't decided yet."

Roland didn't reveal much to Sister Thorn, who wasn't yet considered one of their own.

She forced a smile and gave a fake reply.

"As long as there's a solution, that's fine. I'll think of something else later."

"Alright, Miss Theresa, thank you for your answer. I'll have someone take MaiMai the cat back to the church right away."

……

Xin Ya Street is about a 15-minute walk from the pier.

With so many wounded, Roland rang the large bell at the hot water workshop to gather the employees and participate in the rescue work.

The staff, holding oil lamps, formed a shimmering path of life between New Sprouts Street and the dock, carefully placing the poor, disabled animal girl on a stretcher and safely carrying her back to the church.

They worked until nearly dawn before finally settling the last wounded soldier in.

At this time, the New Sprout Street Church had become a temporary treatment center.

Although the church usually treats employees' injuries and illnesses, this is the first time I've seen two or three hundred people flood in at such a short time.

Fortunately, Roland provided ample funding during the church's expansion, and Caryl also showed favoritism.

The construction team at Pink Harbor built the church to the high standards of a luxury estate, resulting in a very large space.

Besides the main church building in the middle, there are two auxiliary buildings on the left and right, which are now used to house the beast girls.

Roland stood by the floor-to-ceiling window on the third floor, looking down.

At this moment, the garden was filled with crying girls, including a considerable number of the group's employees.

These are all relatives and friends of the injured, who participated in the rescue efforts immediately.

However, a small group of people remained at the dock, staring blankly at the corpses of the beast girls who had already died in the cabin.

Squeak—

A voice sounded from behind.

The office door opened, and Jenny walked in.

Holding several reports in her hand, she quickly walked to Roland's side.

"Miss Roland, the statistics are in."

"There are 336 orcs on the smuggling fishing boat."

"35 people died directly from the magical attack..."

Jenny hesitated for a moment, then added.

"Including Miss Cat Mai Mai, a total of 36 people have died. The remaining 300 people have not died yet thanks to our all-out efforts to treat them."

Upon hearing this, Roland took the report in astonishment and looked down at the gleaming numbers on it.

"More than three hundred people?"

"How can a near-shore fishing boat fit so many people?"

Jenny bit her lower lip, looked down through the glass, and answered.

"Because most of the orcs are disabled and take up less space, they stack themselves up and pile them up in the cabin compartments."

"Miss Roland... that scene was truly tragic..."

"Those disabled beast girls were stacked from floor to ceiling like cargo on a freight ship, with makeshift wooden frames for support."

"Every single cubicle is like this; the air inside is so stuffy it's suffocating!"

Jenny's tone became increasingly agitated as she spoke, and by the end, even her shoulders were trembling slightly.

After a long while, she took a deep breath and calmed herself down.

"I'm sorry, Miss Roland, I was just too angry."

Her gaze shifted to the annex building, where a large number of employees were going in and out, transporting large quantities of alchemical potions and bedding to the wounded inside.

She continued.

"Some of the wounded we received were already weakened by prolonged abuse, and the harsh transportation conditions caused them to go into shock."

"If you hadn't brought a medical team and Sister Thorn beforehand, the casualty figures would probably have been much worse."

Roland frowned as she listened and handed the document back to Jenny.

She gave the order in a firm tone.

"We must do everything we can to treat the rescued beast girls and prevent any more deaths."

"If the apprentices' healing skills are insufficient, we'll work on basic and intermediate healing techniques. If our maids' skills are lacking, we'll have the Sisters of Thorn Sin work overtime and tell them I'll compensate them afterwards."

Has Pink Harbor notified them yet?

Jenny nodded.

"Miss Ivy Rose has already dispatched a support team, almost all of them succubi who are at the beginner level, to provide us with medical and mental magic support."

"That's good."

Roland inwardly praised the great succubus sister.

Although Miss Ivy always likes to get physical and has a particular fondness for wrapping her tail around her large fox tail, she is quite reliable when it really matters.

After giving the specific instructions, Roland called out to Jenny, who was about to leave.

"Jenny, wait a minute, I have something to do."

"Miss Roland, is there anything else you need?"

"Okay, have Miss Tree grow a clone at the dock to monitor the dock and prevent anyone from getting close to the fishing boats."

Roland thought of the unfortunate beast girls who fell before dawn when she jumped into the cabin, and how they managed to reach the old port area, only to be taken away by magical attacks.

Those resentful and indignant little faces seem to still be vivid in her mind's eye.

She added.

"As for Nightingale and the other staff who are still at the dock, please make sure they safely transport those beast girls who have tragically perished back to the dock."

"Let us help them walk the rest of the way."

Jenny nodded silently.

"Miss Roland, I will send someone to inform the docks, but as for Miss Tree, I think you should go there in person."

"MaiMai's body is being preserved in the Sky Garden. I just saw Coco the cat go up there."

……

Sky Garden.

When Roland came up, Coco the cat was already standing under the big tree.

Ms. Tree stood beside Coco the Cat, the two facing a coffin woven from vines.

Inside the coffin lay Mai Mai, a cat that looked like a doll.

Unexpectedly, Coco the cat in front of the coffin did not have a uniform expression of sadness, but rather a mixture of anger and melancholy.

Along her journey, she encountered all sorts of compatriots who were cruelly abused.

Honestly, she wished she could jump up and split her sister in two.

But Cat Mai Mai risked her life to lead everyone to escape, and now she looks like she's half dead and half alive, leaving her unsure how to vent her anger.

Roland leaned closer and greeted her.

"Miss Tree, Coco the Cat, how are the current check-up results?"

The two turned around upon hearing this.

The moment Coco the cat saw Roland, her eyes immediately welled up with tears.

"Miss Roland, thank you so much for helping our fellow villagers! We are truly grateful!"

"Otherwise, those poor children really wouldn't know where to go."

As she was about to perform the tribe's traditional kneeling ceremony, Roland used his mage's hand to stop her from kneeling.

"Hey, hey, don't do that. I had my own reasons for saving people."

Roland helped Coco the cat up and looked at Ms. Tree with a questioning gaze.

Ms. Tree understood that this was a question about Mai Mai's condition, so she reached out and patted the vine coffin.

"Miss Roland, my test results are consistent with Sister Theresa's assessment."

"MaiMai's soul has shattered. Although the resurrection spell has imprisoned the fragments within her body, they cannot be pieced back together."

"The difference is that I personally believe that if it is not repaired soon, the soul will dissipate quickly and will not even be able to maintain a half-dead state."

Coco the cat also showed a complicated expression, with a hint of worry in her eyes.

Roland said she was fine.

She first sent Coco the cat away, then turned to Ms. Tree.

"Soul restoration isn't a big problem for us, but it's hard to explain to Sister Theresa afterwards."

Ms. Shu raised her eyebrows.

She immediately recalled the scene of Roland force-feeding Renée milk, and asked hesitantly.

"You're going to use that stuff Renee drank... to treat Cat MaiMai?"

"right."

"That's a lot. Renee was only slightly injured, but this is all shattered."

Roland smiled broadly, her chest puffing out unconsciously, her plump white breasts swaying slightly in the air.

"It's okay, I have plenty in stock!"