Gender-swapped Saintess: A Survival Diary on Hell Difficulty

As it turned out, Roland had overestimated these impoverished nobles.

After Roland gave away 100 free draws upon her release, Gareth quickly gave in and surrendered.

"Miss Roland."

"No, Lady Roland, I'll tell you everything, please don't hit me!"

Gareth pleaded, tears streaming down his face, his previous arrogance completely gone.

He hadn't expected Roland to fight so fiercely, especially with two teams of superhumans taking turns casting spells to maintain their strength.

Fortunately, he was a wise man who knew when to yield, and surrendered at lightning speed after being hit twenty times, thus avoiding the physical pain of dying and being brought back to life.

Roland was speechless.

I thought this fallen nobleman would be quite tough, but it turns out he was just putting on a show.

She asked the question directly.

"Are you sure you want to tell me everything?"

"Yes, yes, I'll tell you everything I know!"

Gareth hunched his shoulders and blurted out all the details about his internal factionalism and illicit relationships with beast girls.

Although these impoverished nobles became administrators, they were actually administrators of the composting workshop.

Composting workshops are industries that deal with excrement all day long, and the employees inside smell of earth.

This was utterly intolerable to the nobles.

So they got the idea to have some fun, and before long they started targeting the female beast girls who were still somewhat attractive. Taking advantage of the fact that the composting workshop was far from the administrative center, they started to engage in unspoken rules within the workshop.

Roland raised her hand to interrupt, asking in confusion.

"Then why didn't the Inquisition find anything out about the beast girl?"

"because……"

Gareth hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

Roland glared at her, making a move to begin the torture again.

"No, no, no, I'll tell you!"

Gareth lowered his head, not daring to look Roland in the eye, and his lips moved as he spoke.

"Because we discovered that as long as we tell those beast girls that we are your noble brethren, Lady Roland, it's an unspoken rule among the nobility, and they'll obediently keep quiet..."

"Those beast girls are grateful for the living conditions you provide and are very worried about offending you, so they will keep the secrets to themselves."

Gareth's words caused an immediate silence in the interrogation room.

The atmosphere froze for more than ten seconds before Roland raised her hand expressionlessly and spoke coldly.

"Someone come here and give Young Master Jia another two hundred draws."

Gareth struggled hysterically, shouting loudly.

"Wait! Lady Roland, please don't do it!"

"We still have value, you can't treat us like this!"

"value?"

Roland raised an eyebrow, tilted her head slightly to the left, and looked somewhat surprised.

"Do you still have value? Haven't you been constantly harming and betraying the group's interests?"

Gareth's face darkened. He racked his brains for a while, and then suddenly, as if he had thought of something, his eyes lit up with a bright light.

"Of course we have value; we've received an aristocratic education!"

"Without us, the group's management team would be lacking, and you simply wouldn't be able to manage such a large-scale industry."

Gareth said, as if grasping at a straw.

"Yes, we possess aristocratic refinement and are rare administrative talents within the group. You still need our help; you can't lose us!"

That really hits the nail on the head.

This world isn't Roland's hometown; you could throw a brick on the street and hit a college student.

In this alternate world where compulsory education is not universal, the illiteracy rate is terrifying. Roland has endured so much hardship for so long, and the employees she has trained can barely write.

So Gareth was right.

Roland's expression changed slightly.

Gareth keenly noticed the subtle change in Roland's expression.

"I knew it!"

"Lady Roland, I promise you that I will never do anything to harm the group's interests again. Please forgive me this time and let me atone for my sins."

How could Roland possibly believe in the integrity of these nobles? She immediately refused.

The way he looked at Gareth was as if he were looking at an insect.

"Gareth, do you think you traitorous nobles are irreplaceable?"

Gareth countered with a question.

"Otherwise what?"

Roland smiled. As she thought of the fleeing beast girls who were gradually moving into the Sky Garden, her confidence grew, and she let out a soft hum.

"I don't think so. Beast girls are far more effective than you guys."

After saying that, she turned and left, leaving only one sentence behind.

"Let's do it."

As soon as the words were spoken, the four of them—the maid in charge of healing, the succubus who was helping to intensify the pain, and others—stepped forward together, forming a semi-circular encirclement with sinister smiles.

Gareth broke through his defenses and roared.

"Ugh, Roland Kane, you have no aristocratic spirit! I've already told you everything you wanted to know!"

"You actually defend a bunch of lowly orcs like this. What the outside world said was right. You're actually a vixen from the south."

"You are not a legitimate member of the imperial nobility!"

However, his words had no effect and he was whipped into a spinning top.

The interrogation went smoothly overnight.

All twenty-six nobles were recruited without exception.

Roland overestimated these nobles; they all basically followed the same pattern as Gareth.

A little scare and they confessed everything.

The various grievous crimes, the collusion with different forces, and the large amount of embezzled money and goods received were far more than the court had investigated, leaving Roland speechless.

I spent the entire night in the office dealing with the situation before I could properly arrange the follow-up countermeasures.

As for the issue of administration, Gareth is actually right.

Although the prospective beast girls have a certain level of education, they are certainly not as well-educated as the nobles and still need to undergo training and practice.

"Sigh, I guess I'll just have to put Ms. Shu through this again. I'll take the blame."

Roland, sitting behind her desk, sighed and began organizing and archiving the documents on her desk.

Nightingale, the maid beside Roland, couldn't help but remind her after hearing what Roland said.

"Miss Roland, Miss Tree has been specifically naming you and accusing you of abusing young tree spirits and exploiting veteran employees."

"Even the beast girl who works as an administrative assistant doesn't dare to talk to Ms. Tree anymore."

"Haha..."

Roland laughed awkwardly twice, then guiltily looked away.

"There's nothing we can do about it. Education level isn't something that can be improved in a short time."

As she spoke, she silently added to herself.

Even she, an Earthling, had to work hard and do a lot of practice tests to become a highly qualified person.

Perhaps the topic was too embarrassing, so Roland coughed twice and changed the subject.

"Ahem, nightingale."

"I stayed up all night and I'm a little hungry."

"Does the church currently offer any food?"

The nightingale responded immediately.

"Of course, and it's already prepared for you, kept under a preservation magic."

Roland raised an eyebrow and looked at Nightingale in surprise.

"I never said I wanted to eat breakfast at 4 a.m., so how could you prepare it in advance?"

"Miss Roland, that's not an ordinary breakfast."

"That was the first product from the new factory, the spice factory."

Nightingale spoke to Roland with a slightly raised voice.

"Spicy cumin pork chops are waiting for you to try."