Gender-swapped Saintess: A Survival Diary on Hell Difficulty

Cat MaiMai's icy voice rang out, and the atmosphere instantly plummeted to freezing point.

Oxter's heart pounded wildly, and even his calves trembled uncontrollably. He could only force a smile.

"My lord, I don't quite understand what you mean."

Cat Mai Mai took in Oxter's reaction, her brows furrowing beneath her cloak.

Something's not right.

If it were just simple fatigue, there would be absolutely no reason for such a guilty reaction.

She didn't speak, but instead channeled the magic within her body, covering her hands, and then extended them directly towards the catgirl phantom.

Since regaining consciousness from her shattered soul thanks to the milky-white natural treasure, her magical talent has slightly improved.

With the slight talent she already possessed, she could barely hope to reach the initial stage of magic power.

However, her hand passed right through the catgirl phantom without her feeling any feedback.

"Huh? There's nothing there?"

Cat MaiMai was also confused and began to doubt her own judgment.

A hint of joy flashed in Euclid's eyes.

In his eyes, the catgirl phantom began to fly into a rage of impotence, pointing incessantly at the spatial ring.

The catgirl's phantom mouth kept opening and closing; even if you couldn't hear the words, you could tell that she was cursing very filthyly.

But none of that worked. If I'm not mistaken, he managed to fool us this time.

He explained with a smile.

"My lord, there really is nothing there. As everyone says, I am probably hallucinating due to exhaustion. It is those fantasies that are causing my unfocused gaze."

"I will apply for leave or a shift change in the next few days to properly recover."

These words were so persuasive that even the employees behind him nodded in agreement.

Cat Mai Mai squinted, pinching her chin with her fingers, looking completely puzzled.

"Is it a hallucination? But you don't look tired at all; you even seem a little excited..."

She had a strong sense of déjà vu, as if she had seen a similar scene before when the store opened at seven o'clock.

Then, she hesitated before speaking.

"To be honest... Mr. Euclid."

"Did you drink a love potion? Could you please cooperate with our church's investigation?"

Oxter's smile froze.

Investigate...?

He definitely did not drink the bewitching herb potion.

But he still had the stolen goods on him!

The spatial ring on his hand was not bound to a soul for ease of use; anyone could open it using magic.

The cat MaiMai, who could produce the Central Church's token, was clearly a being with abundant magical power.

Oxter felt as if the sky had fallen.

Within ten seconds, his calves began to tremble, and the trembling spread throughout his body.

Immediately afterwards, the wet stains on his pants began to spread, emitting an unpleasant, fishy smell that made people around him keep their distance.

The catgirl phantom jumped up and down with a silly grin on her face.

……

The central church, with the interrogation room in the annex on the right.

This building has been converted into a courtroom.

The court currently has no other members besides Cat Mai and the six tentacle catgirls, which makes it seem rather meager.

However, Roland still gave it considerable attention, and the decoration and configuration were impeccable.

At this moment, a cold shout came from the interrogation room.

"explain!"

"Where did the high-yield improved Huomai Nana No. 1, the one kilogram of greenhouse soil, and the half-small bag of unthreshed wheat seeds in the spatial ring come from?"

Cat Mai Mai slammed her hands heavily on the table, the vibrations transmitted to Oxter, causing him to tremble again.

Oxter was now being held in the interrogation chair, his face contorted in fear.

"Master Cat Mai Mai, I...I really don't know!"

"I'm just an ordinary, conscientious grassroots manager who goes to get off work and leaves on time every day."

He looked at the neatly arranged stolen goods on the table and wailed with a mournful face.

"Who is this? Who put so much wheat in my spatial ring? Are they trying to frame me?"

He was interrupted by Mao Mai Mai halfway through his sentence.

"You admit this is your spatial ring!"

Cat Mai Mai's eyebrows shot up, and her already somewhat harsh face now exuded a tremendous sense of oppression, causing Oxter to tremble like a grandson.

Seeing this, Mao Mai ignored him, took the interrogation report in her hand, walked back behind the table, and bowed respectfully, speaking in a low voice.

"Miss Roland, the situation has been basically ascertained."

"Oxter Mingde applied for a transfer to night shift transport 26 days ago, has been frequently gathering information, and stole live fire wheat last night."

"Not only did they steal live fireweed plants, but they also stole greenhouse soil and other materials of research value."

Cat Mai Mai paused, then turned to look at Oxter, her eyes filled with rage, as if she could burn this shameful traitor to death.

"Based on our investigation, Oxter's motives are related to the 7 o'clock opening, and it is highly likely that he was instructed by the Tiger-skin Noble to try to steal our greenhouse technology."

Roland, her face as cold as ice, accepted the interrogation records handed to her by Cat MaiMai.

The information above is very detailed, and it can only be said that Mao Mai is indeed very suitable for this line of work.

Cat Mai Mai was even able to apply this knowledge to other situations, finding a succubus to use hypnotic magic and employing language skills to induce her.

Oxter thought he hadn't said anything, but in fact, Cat Mai Mai had already collected all the tips he had given at the opening at seven o'clock.

However, the more detailed the information, the worse Roland's mood became.

She clapped her hands, signaling the maid to turn on the lights.

The light illuminated the room, and Oxter realized that Roland had been sitting opposite the interrogation room the whole time.

His expression twisted wildly, eventually turning into a grimacing grin that looked extremely ferocious, as he squeezed out a question mark from his throat.

"Lady Roland...hello."

Suddenly, he let out a nervous laugh.

"Hahaha."

"I didn't expect to see you here."

After he finished speaking, he seemed to suddenly lose all his strength and collapsed into the chair as if he had gone limp.

He knew he was finished.

Even Roland was there; who knows when she started listening in.

This means that his betrayal has been confirmed by the church, and no matter how he tries to explain, it will be to no avail.

Roland ignored all of Eust's reactions and spoke in a completely calm tone.

"Oxter Mind, a country baron of Yorkshire, sold his estate due to mismanagement of the flooded estate and moved to the capital to make a living."

Roland leaned forward slightly, her tone becoming increasingly serious.

"Mr. Euclid, you don't have a good talent for magic, so you can only do clerical work at the docks in the old port area, with a meager salary."

"I recruited you into the Roland Group, promoted you to management, and gave you a generous salary and a superior working environment."

"The houses where your management team lives are all meticulously designed apartments, and they even have extra medical privileges, enjoying treatment from superhuman nuns."

"This treatment is several times better than the life you used to live!"

Roland tossed the record file on the table, crossed her legs, which were covered by white stockings, and said decisively.

"It's clear to anyone with eyes to see that our group is thriving and has unlimited potential for the future."

"As a long-time employee, I still receive such treatment from the management."

"What exactly made you choose to betray us?"