Gender-swapped Saintess: A Survival Diary on Hell Difficulty

Roland and her two companions went downstairs to greet the arriving maids.

Many of them were familiar faces from the day Elizabeth visited.

"Hello, Lady Roland, I apologize for disturbing your midday rest."

The head maid bowed slightly, her manners impeccable.

It seemed that after that day, the maids became much more respectful to her.

Roland nodded in return, and then asked.

"Is there something you need from me?"

"Yes, Her Highness Elizabeth hopes to reach a deal with you."

The head maid nodded, then gestured to the other maids around her, and an exquisite wooden box was handed over.

The head maid opened it cautiously, and this solemn treatment made Roland also become serious.

Inside the box was an empty glass bottle, carefully placed on a velvet cloth.

It was clearly the standard glass bottle from the Roland Church.

300ml bottles are readily available in the market next door; bulk orders receive a discount.

Roland: "???"

Three question marks appeared above her head.

What? Weren't we here to discuss a restaurant partnership?

If you want to buy glass bottles, you should go to the market next door; one gold coin can get you a whole cartload.

Roland was completely bewildered, but Renee's expression changed drastically.

This bottle is the very same milk bottle that wretched Elizabeth tricked and ambush, snatching from a little child's hand.

The worst has happened. Could it be that that damned princess has some special means and discovered its special features?

Renee was anxious, but there was nothing she could do.

At this moment, the head maid also spoke up to explain to Roland.

"Your Excellency Roland, this is a dairy beverage that we found in your church. His Highness is very satisfied and hopes to reach a long-term deal with you."

"Of course, if you are taming the magical beast that produces this drink, Your Highness wishes to obtain such a beast."

At this moment, Roland's mouth dropped open in surprise.

He glanced at the glass bottle, then turned to look at Renee, whose face was dark with anger.

Well, they really are here to steal milk.

What's going on? Is this stuff mixed with ice? Why does everyone like it so much?

Seeing that Roland did not respond, the head maid spoke again.

"Your Excellency Roland, Princess Elizabeth possesses advanced magical beast breeding technology."

"If you can share your tamed magical beasts, we can quickly breed a large number of dairy cow magical beasts. At that time, not only will you have an endless supply of drinks, but you will also receive a large share of the profits!"

"His Highness said that if you are willing, then you can name your price."

The head maid revealed an inhumanly extravagant smile, and even Jenny, who was far away, could smell the gold coins.

Roland, on the other hand, got angry.

Who are they calling a dairy cow?

However, she couldn't unleash her power. As it stands, this thing probably doesn't have any special effects as Renee claimed.

She needs to find a way to deal with the situation.

So she put on a troubled expression and began to bargain with the head maid.

She couldn't refuse. Elizabeth wasn't stupid. If she tried to fool them, they would come knocking on her door the next day, and that would be real trouble.

But they couldn't agree, since there were no tamed magical beasts in the church, only Sister Roland who lived on the third floor.

Ultimately, after Roland used various excuses, such as "ancestral inheritance" and "secrets not to be passed down," to argue her pointless and unreasonable way of speaking, she finally succeeded.

The head maid eventually reached a long-term trade agreement with Roland for "two bottles a day".

However, this was only a temporary measure, and Roland felt that Elizabeth would come knocking on her door sooner or later.

……

Nighttime, second floor of the church.

Sheep Meimei remains enthusiastic about developing recipes.

The three people who had finished their meal sat in the rest area, looking solemnly at a bottle of milk on the table.

For Roland, this bottle was just a slightly tastier drink.

Therefore, it was necessary to find someone else to try, and that person was Jenny.

Roland pushed the bottle in front of Jenny.

"Let's try it, Jenny, and see if it really has the magic-enhancing effect that Renee mentioned."

Jenny nodded, took the bottle seriously, pulled out the cork, and drank it.

Renee, watching from the side, felt a pang of sadness in her heart.

For some reason, the thought of where this drink came from made her unwilling to give it to anyone else, not even her sister.

But she eventually managed to suppress her emotions and obediently sat on the sofa.

……

Jenny drank the milk.

He immediately squinted his eyes and showed a comfortable expression, and it took him several minutes to come back to his senses.

"How is it?" Roland asked anxiously.

"It's delicious, Miss Roland." Jenny unconsciously stroked the empty bottle, still somewhat reluctant to part with it.

"And after drinking it, I really felt more active and had a lot more energy."

"However, my magical talent is very poor, so I haven't felt any increase in magical power."

Jenny held her fist in front of her eyes, tried to clench it tightly, and then looked at Roland seriously.

"Miss Roland, I think Renee's statement needs to be taken seriously. This dairy drink is indeed quite unusual, and even without those effects, it's still a bit... too delicious."

Roland clicked her tongue in disbelief and took out another bottle, downing half of it herself.

Unfortunately, for her, it was still just milk that tasted a little better.

I didn't feel Jenny's delicious, almost heavenly, sensation at all.

To ensure the experiment was rigorous, she handed the remaining half-bottle to Jenny, indicating that she should try it again.

Jenny took the remaining half of the bottle, her cheeks slightly flushed.

Then, by accident, he pressed his lips to the spot where Roland had just drunk from and started drinking.

"Gurgle gurgle".

With a gurgling sound as she swallowed, a comfortable expression returned to Jenny's face.

The difference this time was that her cheeks were slightly flushed, which made Renee, who was standing next to her, a little unhappy.

"This one is just as delicious, Miss Roland."

Jenny handed the empty bottle back to Roland, who took it and examined it carefully, but couldn't find anything.

Ultimately, the only conclusion is that only she could not taste the deliciousness of this Roland brand milk, nor could she trigger any special effects.

Aside from her, everyone who has ever drunk Laurent brand milk has become obsessed with it.

"Miss Roland," Jenny couldn't help but ask, "where did this milk come from? Did our church ever tame cow-like magical beasts?"

Roland immediately turned her head away in embarrassment.

Renee, standing to the side, couldn't help but lower her head, her face slightly flushed.

"Uh...yes." Roland could only give a vague answer, "Our church has special channels to produce this kind of milk, and only our church has this capability."

"Oh? Doesn't that mean we'll be easily targeted?" Jenny exclaimed.

Having grown up in the slums, she knew better than anyone the risks of monopolizing good things.

She had already connected the incident with the royal maid at noon in her mind, and gave a bitter smile.

"You'd say we're already being watched, right?"

Roland nodded helplessly.

Renee, standing to the side, also showed a look of regret.

If time could turn back, she would never have been in front of that damned Princess Elizabeth on that day.

Open that delicious bottle of Roland brand milk.