Gender-swapped Saintess: A Survival Diary on Hell Difficulty

Roland felt a blur before her eyes and her body lighten.

When I opened my eyes, I was back in the Cloud Kingdom.

The scene in the divine kingdom was not much different from the last time I came. There were white clouds like cotton candy everywhere, and the floor under my feet was also white stone bricks that felt warm when I stepped on them.

Just as Roland was about to step towards the center, she realized something was wrong.

Looking up, a semi-transparent, pale golden, heavy barrier, like an upside-down bowl, hung over the divine kingdom, completely enveloping the surrounding area.

When did this barrier appear here?

Moreover, the power contained within this barrier gave me a sense of familiarity.

Roland closed her eyes and focused her senses for a few seconds before opening them in surprise.

"I see."

"No wonder they asked me to send so many faith points; it was to create a barrier. Could it be to prevent being detected by that aura from last time?"

With a guess in mind, Roland continued walking towards the center of the Divine Garden.

On the central cloud throne, the radiant goddess, over two meters tall, still appeared to be bound by chains.

She was dressed the same as always, in a white long dress and a white eye mask, the only difference being that she was much more lucid.

Roland could clearly feel that the Goddess of Light was looking her up and down carefully through her blindfold.

She immediately felt nervous.

Regardless of the circumstances, the person before them was a genuine deity, a powerful being who had been worshipped by hundreds of millions of people.

I wonder what kind of personality the Goddess of Radiance has.

Based on Seraf's fragmentary words and records he consulted from classical texts.

The Goddess of Radiance is a typical benevolent deity, majestic yet gentle, the guardian of humankind, and fond of order and tradition.

Thinking about this, Roland's forehead began to bead with sweat.

It seems I don't quite fit the goddess of light's taste?

Now, I've become a fox from the South, and my ways of doing things are completely unconventional.

Including but not limited to, vigorously developing the succubus pink industry, spreading culture unsuitable for children, issuing Pink Harbor VIP cards to bishops, and actively organizing church-succubus social and team-building activities...

Roland: "..."

It seems like these crimes are too numerous to list.

Will I get slapped in the face by the Goddess of Radiance later?

No matter what, I'm now the goddess's bread and butter, so even if I don't call her "Mom," I should at least show her some respect, right?

Roland walked nervously to the Goddess of Radiance. Although she was dressed in noble attire, she still performed a standard church ritual.

"High Nun Roland Kane of the Imperial Capital Branch of the Church of Light pays her respects to Your Majesty."

The goddess of light was bound by magical chains around her neck, unable to even nod.

Upon hearing Roland's self-introduction, the goddess, who had been imprisoned for countless years, parted her rosy lips and revealed a gentle smile.

"Oh my god!"

The cry was filled with joy, like a monkey under the Five Finger Mountain seeing Tang Sanzang and seeing hope of escape.

In her excitement, the goddess's cries grew louder and spread, echoing throughout the vast garden of the divine kingdom.

Oh ho~

Oh ho~

Oh ho~

This design, originally intended to highlight the majesty of the gods, now allows sounds of shame to reverberate.

This moment further highlighted the goddess's disheveled state, completely erasing her majesty.

As Roland listened to the sounds coming and going in and out of her ears, she almost spat out her saliva.

After all that effort and spending a fortune on faith points, all I can do is moan and groan at the goddess. It's such a bad image of her.

Forget about appearances, as long as I can get things done, that's fine.

Roland forced herself to purse her lips, trying her best not to laugh out loud in a rude way.

After a long pause, he respectfully asked his question.

"My Goddess, I apologize for not understanding what you meant earlier."

"Just to be on the safe side, let me ask you a question first: Are you currently conscious?"

The goddess of light wanted to nod, but in the end she could only respond with a whisper.

"Oh my god!"

Roland's lips twitched.

This...this should mean yes, right?

It seems that the daily allowance of 1,000 faith points over the past few months has helped the goddess recover quite a bit.

However, the situation on the ground is complicated now, with Serafie in pursuit, and Roland needs to know more information.

Roland took two steps forward, getting as close as a meter to the goddess.

From here, the line of sight is level with the goddess's lower abdomen, and her full breasts, squeezed by her dress, reveal a captivating curve.

The powerful women in this other world are all incredibly beautiful.

The goddess of light possesses a sacred and noble aura. Even though her dress is a thin Roman skirt, it is like a golden lily on a mountaintop, something to be admired from afar and not to be touched.

However, the restraints on her body and the bewitching purple magic patterned eye patch created a stark contrast with her holy aura.

Roland, who was in the breeding season of the golden foxes, blushed slightly upon seeing this.

"Ahem, Your Majesty, are you under some kind of restriction that prevents you from speaking?"

"Oh ho↓"

This time, there was a hint of frustration in his voice.

Roland felt that she could understand the goddess's moans to some extent now, as long as she could judge based on the emotions.

At this moment, the barrier surrounding the divine kingdom was beginning to fade and crack at its outermost edge, clearly indicating that it could not hold for much longer.

Roland sensed a sense of urgency and quickly made a suggestion.

"My Goddess, considering that you cannot speak, please try to control your tone of voice when answering my questions. Time seems to be limited, so we need to speed things up."

"The next high-pitched 'oh ho' signifies affirmation."

"A low, dejected 'oh' signifies denial."

"Goddess, if you understand, just call me that."

Roland's suggestion was very feasible. The goddess of light smiled and obediently opened her mouth, making an alluring sound.

"Oh my gosh!"

At close range, Roland could even smell the fragrance emanating from the goddess, and her tail instinctively curled up.

"Ahem, Goddess, you did a great job, but there was no need to call me that... never mind, it's more recognizable this way."

"Now I'm going to ask you some questions. Are you ready?"

"Oh my gosh!"

This means yes.

The first thing Roland wanted to ask was naturally about the barrier.

"Goddess, do you need so much faith power to cover up our little schemes with a barrier? To prevent the false god and his henchmen from discovering them?"

The goddess of light responded with a snoring sound of approval.

Roland thought to herself, "As expected," and was glad that she had stored up so many points.

Although 500,000 faith points is a lot, it seems worthless compared to my life.

If Roland were discovered by the people at the church headquarters, or even by the current God of Light, she would probably be captured and tortured for days and nights, and her descendants would suffer endless torment.

She's mistaken about being called the "Sour Goddess" this time.

Roland looked slightly guilty, then continued asking questions.

"Was my identity exposed the last time I came to the Kingdom of God?"

"Oh ho."

The Goddess of Radiance expressed her denial with a low, grating voice, but then quickly followed up with several more "oh-oh" sounds, as if she were trying to say something.

Roland, recalling recent events, asked uncertainly.

"You mean it wasn't me who was exposed... it was Serafie?"

"Oh my gosh!"

This was now a positive confirmation, and Roland nodded.

My previous guess was correct. On the day Serafi was branded, the church headquarters had already confirmed Serafi's wrongdoing.

"Your Majesty, are you aware that Sister Serafie is currently being relentlessly hunted by the Church headquarters?"

This question left the goddess speechless.

After a long while, the goddess's body trembled slightly, and she let out a low, grating sound.

"Oh ho. Oh ho oh ho, ho ho."

Her voice sounded anxious; the news about Serafie had made her uneasy.

Roland frowned and sighed.

"You don't know either? Well, that's right, you've only just woken up not long ago."

"In short, Sister Serafie is in a difficult situation now."

"If I provide you with more faith, could you remotely transmit it to Sister Serafie to help her escape her predicament?"

Upon hearing this, the Goddess of Radiance fell silent once more.

She was utterly shocked by the amount of divine power Roland had accumulated. Her eyes, which were covered by the cloth, were fixed on Roland's face.

"Oh ho? Oh ho, oh ho ho ho ho?"

Roland couldn't understand the goddess's complicated sentences at all, and seeing that the external barrier was cracking more and more, she hurriedly said.

"Oh my goddess, just tell me if it's okay, there's no time, we have to go to both!"

The goddess had no choice but to stop speaking, pause for a few seconds, and then express her approval.

Roland's face lit up with joy, and then she pressed for an answer.

"How much faith would it take to save Serafie?"

The Goddess of Light gave Roland a deep look, then turned her gaze to the shielding barrier on the horizon and began to emit rhythmic snoring sounds.

"遁,遁,遁..."

The sixteen snorts caused Roland's expression to change slightly.

"Your Majesty, do you mean we need to build a barrier 1.6 times stronger?"

"Oh my gosh!"

Roland looked unwell.

It seems her faith points are insufficient.