Gender-swapped Saintess: A Survival Diary on Hell Difficulty

Out of curiosity, Elizabeth opened the cork on the baby bottle.

At first, there was nothing special about it, but as soon as you brought it close to your nose, a rich milky aroma wafted over.

Such a rich aroma is usually only found in milk from royal imported magical beast cows. How could a lame little nun in a church possibly have access to it?

Elizabeth had a question.

As if possessed, she took a small sip, and then her red eyes widened instantly.

Too...too...too righteous.

It's not just a sensory delight; even the body's magic seems to leap with joy, cheering for this unparalleled delicacy.

She was a little confused, and examined the baby bottle for a while.

It looks like ordinary bottled milk. Could it be laced with addictive drugs?

But as a saint, she received the blessing of steel and is immune to most toxins, right?

Unsure, I'll take two more sips.

Still unsure? Let's try another bite.

"Ah... I've finished drinking."

Elizabeth stared blankly at the empty bottle in her hand, feeling completely at ease; she even had the illusion that her magic had been enhanced.

She seemed to understand why the lame little girl was so engrossed in drinking.

Good heavens, there's such a good thing hidden in that little chapel, and Roland doesn't even bother to tell her, the master?

She took out a bell from her spatial ring, shook it twice, and magical light flashed on the bell.

A maid quickly went upstairs, opened the office door, and came in.

"Your Highness, what are your orders?"

"Go to the New Sprouts Street Church and have Sister Roland bring me a few more bottles of this milk."

Elizabeth pointed to the empty bottle on the table.

"Take this with you too, make sure it's the kind that the lame little nun drinks."

"By the way, ask them where this milk comes from. If it's from the magical beasts they've tamed, then let them name their price. This princess wants it."

"Yes, Your Highness."

The maid stepped forward, took the glass bottle, bowed respectfully, and then quickly left the office.

……

New Sprout Street Church.

Seeing the sheep enthusiastically developing cheap fast food, Roland felt relieved and returned to the second floor of the church.

At this moment, Renee was sitting at the table, studying the potions book intently.

Since that day she got drunk, she discovered that little Renee's magical power had grown to the level of a half-apprentice.

Since Renee was interested in potions, she was allowed to study on the second floor in her spare time, and the alchemy table was opened for her to practice on.

Jenny was overjoyed.

My sister's leg has been healed, and she has the hope of becoming a potion master again. Her future looks very bright.

These past few days, the way I've looked at Roland has been like she's throwing herself into my arms.

Roland walked over and affectionately picked up Renee.

"Little Renee, how's your studying going? Is there anything you don't understand?"

As Renee was held in his arms, she was suddenly reminded of the wonderful memories of that night, and instinctively buried her head in his chest.

Then, suddenly snapping back to reality, she abruptly stopped moving and said in a crisp voice.

"No, I learn very quickly. My teacher from the slums once said that I have a talent for potions."

"If I study hard for a while longer, I'll be able to help Sister Roland concoct potions too."

Hearing this, Roland felt a sense of accomplishment in raising her and happily kissed Renee's little face.

Then he took out a bottle of Roland brand milk from his spatial ring and placed it in Renee's hand.

"Little Renee is great. Here's a bottle of milk for you. Your leg injury has just healed, so drink more milk to replenish your nutrition."

A child as filial as Renee deserves to be cherished. On Earth, she could never find such an adorable little girl.

Moreover, since reaching the [Basic Magic Power] level, her output has been slowly increasing.

If this golden pasture isn't put to work every day, the soil will swell up and become unbearably congested.

The spatial ring already contains a large box of Roland Dairy products.

Renee took the bottle, blushing slightly.

After drinking it for so many days, she finally figured out its special abilities.

Simply put, Roland brand milk can provide the "upgrade" effect without any difference.

For example, drinking it directly will upgrade physical fitness, magic quality, and magic strength.

If used to make potions, it will enhance the potion's effects.

Moreover, a very small portion of these improvements will remain permanently after the effects have ended.

Fortunately, the current permanent improvement effect is too weak to be noticed by anyone other than her for the time being.

Otherwise, Miss Roland would definitely be captured and raised as a magical beast cow.

To prevent this from happening, she had to remind Roland.

"Sister Roland, you must be careful not to give this kind of milk drink to outsiders."

"What's wrong?" Roland asked, puzzled. "Is there something wrong with this drink?"

She had tried it too, but apart from it being delicious, she didn't find it particularly special.

At most, it just tasted a little better as her magic power increased.

Seeing Roland's nonchalant expression, Renee tugged at his sleeve, revealing a serious look.

"I feel my magic power is growing faster because of the milk you gave me, sister."

"Every time I finish drinking it, I feel that the magic is working more efficiently."

This is actually a lie. The main reason for Renee's rapid increase in magic power is that milk repaired the damage to her soul, allowing her to gradually regain her strength.

The "upgrade" effect of milk is not yet obvious.

But in order to get Roland to take him seriously, without revealing his own identity, he had no choice but to say it this way.

"What the heck?" Roland frowned. "This thing can increase magic power?"

She drank quite a lot, but didn't feel anything?

I can't just drink it myself and expect it to be useless.

Roland gave Renee a loving smile and touched her cheek.

"I understand. Little Renee likes to drink it and is worried that there won't be enough, right?"

"Don't worry, there's plenty of this. Just ask your sister for some if you want some."

"As for the increase in magic power, your talent is already quite good. You are currently in your developmental stage, and with proper nutrition, your growth will naturally accelerate."

In this world, gifted teenagers do indeed experience a rapid increase in their developmental magic.

Therefore, it is indeed necessary to consume a large amount of nutrients.

Thinking this, Roland took out three or four more bottles and placed them in Renee's arms.

This worried Renee greatly, and she quickly continued to try to persuade her.

"Sister Roland, please listen to me..."

"Is Sister Roland here? Lady Roland!"

Renee's words were interrupted by shouts coming from downstairs.

Meanwhile, Jenny, who was still working downstairs, also ran upstairs, lifting her skirt.

"Miss Roland, it's terrible! That wretched evil princess's lackey maid has come knocking on our door!"

"She also brought a bunch of Imperial Guards. They're up to no good, Sister Roland."

Jenny's eyes were red, it seemed that her previous experience had left her with a lot of trauma, and even her calves were trembling.

Roland calmed her down and peered out the window.

It was indeed another line of soldiers and several maids, but it wasn't as imposing as last time.

They don't seem to be here to cause trouble.

"I guess they're here to discuss some kind of cooperation."

Roland thought of the fast food restaurant she had recently started preparing for; with Princess Elizabeth's business acumen, this was probably the one that would approach her.

They can't be here to bully Renee and steal her milk again, can they?

Even Roland found the idea somewhat amusing.

Only Renee, standing to the side, seemed to have thought of something, and her face turned extremely pale.