Gender-swapped Saintess: A Survival Diary on Hell Difficulty

Roland, wagging her tail, donned a cloak to conceal her identity and walked briskly to the back garden of the church district.

There is a newly built detached villa here.

The villa is nestled in a dense oak forest, in a naturally beautiful environment.

The Sisters of Thorn, who are still staying at the Roland Group, reside here.

Logically, these Sisters of Thorn should be responsible for certain church affairs and should not be permanently stationed within the Roland Group.

However, after Roland established the Old Port District Business Alliance, he gathered a large number of church management personnel.

The Sisters of Thorn soon discovered that working in the group office and submitting orders directly to the bishops through Roland actually improved efficiency.

There are fewer disputes now.

The bishops no longer procrastinated in their work.

Life has become quieter.

They finally have time to properly cultivate their magic.

They decided to set up camp there, which would also allow them to follow Serafie's orders and protect the most important Miss Roland.

As Roland entered the villa's garden, she was greeted by a fountain with a statue of the goddess of light.

This statue was specially made by Roland for the Sisters of Thorn.

Because Roland saw the Goddess of Radiance trapped on the cloud throne with her own eyes, oh dear.

And since she happened to have a beaver beastwoman who was skilled in carving, the statue was incredibly lifelike, perfectly showcasing the benevolent nature of the goddess of light.

Of course, the statue could not possibly be depicted as a person named Houzi; instead, Roland changed it to a common standing posture with hands folded and placed in front of the lower abdomen.

Although the statue looked somewhat erotic, the Sisters of Thorn were still very grateful to Roland.

These days, devout and excellent believers like Roland are becoming increasingly rare.

Roland walked past the fountain and rang the magic doorbell.

Ding-ding-ling~

A crisp bell rang, and invisible magical ripples spread from the doorbell, informing Sister Thorn of Roland's arrival in the villa.

Immediately, the transparent gem on the magic doorbell lit up with a yellow light, welcoming Roland.

"That's strange. Sister Thorn usually greets me. What happened today?"

Roland muttered something to herself and stepped into the villa.

Then you see six Sisters of Thorn, their faces solemn as they surround the living room.

Upon seeing Roland enter, Sister Theresa, the leader of the Sisters of Thorns, rose to greet her with an apologetic expression.

"Good afternoon, Miss Roland. I'm sorry I didn't come out to greet you. I hope you can forgive me."

"Oh! It's nothing, Theresa, you're too kind."

Roland waved her hand and turned to look curiously at the scene in the hall.

The most eye-catching thing in the hall was a magic circle surrounded by nuns, which was slowly charging up, with golden light spreading across the pattern like flowing water.

The magic array patterns looked extremely complex. Roland frowned slightly, a bad feeling welling up in her heart.

"Theresa, what are you doing? What happened?"

Upon hearing this, Theresa let out a long sigh, her eyes looking somewhat tired.

The petite nun didn't answer directly. Instead, she took Roland's hand and led her to the vicinity of the magic circle, explaining as she did so.

"Miss Roland, this matter is related to you, or more accurately, to all of us."

"Even if you hadn't come, I would have come looking for you."

Roland's unease intensified. After briefly greeting the nuns maintaining the magic circle, she immediately pressed Sister Theresa for an answer.

"Theresa, so what happened? Is it bad news?"

Theresa hesitated and shook her head after her gaze fell on the magic circle that was charging.

"It's not certain yet; we'll have to wait for news from His Highness Seraf."

"Miss Roland, we have been out of contact with His Highness for seven days now. We are currently preparing a special communication array, strong enough to penetrate various secret realm barriers, which may be able to contact His Highness Serafie."

Roland didn't react for a moment and stood there stunned for several seconds.

What? Seraf has gone missing?

Damn, she was just about to come find Serafie, but Serafie has gone missing?

Roland quickly grabbed Theresa's sleeve.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner that something this serious happened!"

"The disappearance of a quasi-saint level transcendent is a huge problem!"

Theresa explained with a wry smile.

"Miss Roland, don't be nervous. Seven days is actually a very short time for a powerful superhuman."

"Moreover, Princess Serafie used to go out frequently to help the sisters who were lurking abroad, but this time the situation is a bit special, and the communication devices have been jammed."

"The sisters who were lying in wait?"

Roland repeated it in confusion.

"You mean the orthodox followers of the Goddess? Are they distributed outside the Empire as well?"

"Yes, our current beliefs are ultimately somewhat shady, so the sisters have all dispersed to avoid being wiped out in one fell swoop."

While the magic circle was charging, Theresa patiently explained it to Roland.

In reality, most orthodox goddess believers are hidden among ordinary people or in some remote mountain town, quietly spreading their faith.

Among the believers, only Serafie managed to infiltrate all the way to the church headquarters.

Now that Serafie has been ousted from the center of power, his path to advancement is essentially blocked, but he has gained the freedom to act without the supervision of headquarters.

Therefore, Serafie would occasionally go out to help the orthodox goddess followers who were lurking outside, providing them with supplies and extraordinary resources.

The reason for this trip was similar.

This time, however, there was an additional objective: to relocate some of the gathered believers to a border town of the empire and settle them there.

This is a trivial matter for a quasi-saint level superhuman.

"Considering that current long-distance communication magic devices are not advanced and have extremely poor stability, even ordinary magic tides can cause communication magic to fail, so the possibility of His Highness Seraf being in trouble is very small."

"The penetrating magic circle we've set up today is very strong; it will definitely be able to contact Prince Serafie."

Theresa reached out and patted Roland's back, speaking in a comforting tone.

"Perhaps His Highness Seraf just happened to encounter minor obstacles such as a magic tide, a monster riot, or the appearance of a secret realm."

But Roland didn't think so.

Because the timing of Seraf's departure was too coincidental, first rumors about him spread throughout the capital, and then the fearless Spice Merchant Alliance jumped out to cause trouble.

These businessmen, seemingly unafraid of the Serafi behind them, were barking menacingly at the Roland Group.

Now, is it possible that they knew about Serafie's departure from the capital?

And that gathering place of orthodox goddess believers, it looks like a bait that was deliberately left out.

The more Roland thought about it, the more frightened she became. It was as if a corrupt official with millions of dollars was hiding in the refrigerator. Her heart was pounding wildly, and her tone was grave.

"Theresa, I still feel like this matter isn't simple. Do you think headquarters might have already discovered that Sister Serafie's faith is questionable?"

Theresa answered decisively.

"That's impossible!"

A confident smile spread across her face, and she even puffed out her chest.

"Prince Seraf's magical skills are unparalleled. When he stole faith, he used magic to divert a portion to the false god, and the amount was almost the same."

"In their eyes, His Highness Seraf's piety is undeniable, more real than gold... at most, it's just a little not fervent enough."

Unlike Theresa's confidence.

Upon hearing this, Roland's expression changed drastically.

What the hell!

So the power of faith can be divided?

She sends welfare payments to the Goddess of Radiance in the system, and it seems like they are all sent separately?