Gender-swapped Saintess: A Survival Diary on Hell Difficulty

The changes in the green-haired catgirl Mint attracted everyone's attention.

Roland, who was holding mint, stared wide-eyed.

Even her super milk couldn't calm this catgirl down.

How could a cricket, a tentacle monster, do that?

Mint opened her eyes in surprise, seemingly sensing that the pain had lessened, and continued to bite at the tentacles.

Frenia tried to tug at her tentacles, but to no avail, so she looked to Roland for help.

"Master~ She bit me~"

Mint is not a superhuman; her bite force is limited to that of a normal person and cannot harm the tentacle monster girl at all.

Therefore, Frenia was just being coquettish.

Roland reached out and placed her hand on Frenia's long blue hair, stroking it continuously to calm the tentacle monster girl down.

His eyes were fixed on the movement of the mint in his arms.

Upon closer inspection, a clue was discovered.

Mint's main target is not the tentacles themselves, but the slime that grows on the outer skin of the tentacles, much like the slime that covers the skin of a sea fish.

These are the core factors for alleviating pain.

It feels a bit unserious.

Roland asked Frenia curiously.

"Miss Frenia, what's with these tentacles? Could they possibly suppress the addiction to the Bewitching Herb potion?"

In an instant, everyone's eyes were drawn to the tentacle maid.

Cat Mai Mai instinctively took two steps forward, staring intently at Frenia.

As the former manager who opened at seven o'clock, I am most aware of the dangers of the Bewitching Herb Potion. The Tiger Skin Noble used this evil drug to harm too many innocent orcs and customers.

The orcs' misery needs no further explanation.

On the customer side, there are countless cases of families being torn apart and wives and children being separated, and Tiger Skin Noble has made a fortune in the process.

Money, extraordinary resources, and power—all were within their grasp.

In order to cultivate and produce more Bewitching Grass, the Tiger-skin Nobles enslaved the tribes of the weaker orcs, seized their fields, and converted them into Bewitching Grass cultivation.

This damned plant, the sorrel, is extremely destructive to the soil, exacerbating the famine problem in the south.

She and her sister fled to the capital for this reason, as did other orcs.

If there were a way to counteract the Bewitching Herb potion, it would be a devastating blow to the Tiger Skin Nobles!

Jenny also looked surprised. Having lived in the slums with Renee since childhood, the infamous Bewitching Herb potion was already deeply ingrained in everyone's minds.

This drug is a favorite tool of various gangs for controlling people.

This method is more cost-effective than magic, has no magic requirement, and is more convenient to purchase.

This also means that its antidote has huge market potential.

Frenia was bewildered by everyone's stares, her face blank with confusion.

"Master Roland, what is the Bewitching Herb Potion?"

Roland: "..."

Oh dear, I forgot.

The tentacle monster girl had only recently escaped the control of the cultists and was now spending all her time in the basement, only coming out for a short break at night.

Not only is he slow-witted, but he also lacks cultural knowledge.

Roland had no choice but to give Frenia a brief introduction to the Bewitching Herb potion and describe the withdrawal symptoms it would cause.

Frenia wasn't very bright, but she understood the descriptions of pain, itching, and mental confusion.

She smiled and raised a tentacle, its slime glistening under the light.

"Frenia doesn't know about the Bewitching Herb potion, but the slime on her tentacles can dull the senses of her prey and reduce their combat effectiveness."

"Given enough time, it will become well-behaved."

Fearing that Roland might not understand, she even used her little hands and tentacles to make a vivid gesture.

"We used to lie in ambush underground, and when our prey fell in, it would struggle desperately."

"Entangle them with your tentacles, and they'll soon become unaware of anything amiss. Just stay put and wait for rescue."

"Then we can travel safely!"

Roland blushed slightly as she watched the tentacles demonstrate their movements, and waved to Frenia to stop.

"Okay, okay, I know what you mean."

"Anyway, as long as it calms down the mint."

"By the way, will this mucus cause any side effects? Like vomiting, diarrhea, or addiction?"

Frenia reached out a tentacle, scratched her head, and shook her head.

"No, there are quite a few benefits, though."

"Any benefits?"

"Yes!"

Frenia's eyes crinkled into a smile, as if she had thought of something good.

"This mucus makes the skin slippery and can also arouse prey, making hunting much easier."

estrus?

Is this some kind of side effect?

That would actually be beneficial for the tentacle monster...

Roland looked down into her arms and saw that the catgirl Mint's face had indeed become as rosy as a peach, and her eyes seemed to be about to drip water.

But it's still better than when she went crazy just now.

Mint gradually regained consciousness and found herself curled up in Roland's arms, feeling a sense of spring. She was so embarrassed that she buried her head in her arms and dared not look at anyone.

"I'm sorry, Lady Roland, I was rude."

Because she had no limbs, her head-down movements were somewhat comical, making Roland want to laugh but also feel sorry for her.

I was even worried that laughing would deduct from my merits.

Roland put Mint back on the bed, and the catgirl, who had regained consciousness, asked.

"Mint, how are you feeling now? Are you still experiencing pain and itching?"

Mint subconsciously looked down at her hands.

Without hands, looking down, all you can see is a naked body, with its chest swaying slightly with its movements.

Her face flushed even more, and with a push of her waist, she wriggled into the blankets, then poked her head out to answer.

"Lady Roland, I think I'm not in pain anymore, but I'm a little... a little tempted."

Roland was overjoyed.

This tentacle monster girl's slime is a real treasure!

Compared to its ability to suppress withdrawal symptoms from the Bewitching Herb potion, the side effect of causing estrus is simply negligible.

It could be developed into a life-saving drug, and it could also be used to take revenge on those wicked tiger-skin nobles.

Roland didn't bother to dress Mint; she quickly pulled the half-catgirl out from under the sheet and spread a meditation book in front of her.

"Mint, now focus your attention and meditate according to the method in the book to adjust your magic circulation."

"Perhaps you can completely break free from the control of the Bewitching Herb Potion."

Mint stared incredulously, her eyes gleaming with hope, and immediately did as she was told.

However, she was only recently caught opening at seven o'clock.

Before this, she was just a peasant cat girl from the south who farmed and hunted, a true-blue country bumpkin.

I stared at it for a long time, but I still didn't understand it at all.

Roland slapped her forehead.

Hehe~

I forgot about that.

In this era, illiteracy is the norm, so she subconsciously regarded Mint as an ordinary catgirl from China.

She bent down, ready to teach her step by step.

At this moment, Jenny stepped forward.

She tugged at Roland's sleeve, hesitatingly making a suggestion.

"Miss Roland, if it's related to the magic cycle..."

"Should we try a stabilizing potion?"