Gender-swapped Saintess: A Survival Diary on Hell Difficulty

It was early morning, a rare occurrence for Roland.

The reason she got up early was that she planned to tour her businesses and make an appearance in front of her employees.

On the one hand, it was to let his underlings know what his prison looked like.

On the other hand, I'm about to collect one million faith points, and showing my face can quickly gain faith in a short time.

I estimate that I'll be able to unlock the [Intermediate Magic] skill after I return from the inspection.

While Roland was pondering, Nightingale had already brought over today's outfit.

It was a winter version of the system's nun's uniform, provided by the magical tailor of Pink Harbor.

When Roland wore it, she looked like a nun from a wealthy merchant family.

She couldn't help but speak.

"Nightingale, this outfit feels too capitalist-like, let's change to something else."

Nightingale slightly lifted the clothes hanger to show the suit to Roland, insisting.

"Miss Roland, this one is more befitting your status."

"And dressing a little like a factory owner will make your employees respect you more; you can't always maintain the image of a nice guy."

"When necessary, it's also important to show some authority."

After hearing Nightingale's words, Roland pondered for a moment.

That seems to make sense. Now that I'm in charge of such a big operation, I do need to make myself look more authoritative.

In this era, nothing frightens ordinary people more than capitalists.

Moreover, it creates a contrast in character portrayal, which is more conducive to spreading Roland's good reputation.

"Alright," Roland said.

She nodded to the nightingale, stood up, and extended her hand.

A hint of joy flashed in Nightingale's eyes as she took out the other parts of the [Capitalist Nun] set one after another.

A fluffy shawl, a monocle, and a lace hat—these were all normal, and Roland didn't react much.

Until Nightingale took out a pair of black footed socks and a pair of exquisite gold-trimmed high-heeled sandals.

Roland: "..."

She looked at the nightingale with a hint of speechlessness.

"Shouldn't you wear boots in winter?"

Nightingale looked hopeful and lifted her high heels as she spoke.

"Don't worry, Miss Roland, there's a miniature warming magic circle inside the shoes, your feet won't get cold."

Not a buddy?

Is this really not something you added without permission?

Looking at the nightingale's sparkling eyes, Roland finally sighed.

"Alright, let's go with this one."

……

The girl is changing her clothes.

Five minutes later, the capitalist-type candidate saintess was officially born.

It can only be said that this appearance has an unimaginable attraction for Nightingale, who is highly capitalist.

The dark-skinned elf was drooling just looking at it.

Roland was now completely certain that the outfit was Nightingale's personal creation.

However, it does fit the style of factory owners of this era, giving the impression that they naturally have a domineering presence over their employees.

My foot feels a little awkward.

Roland stamped her foot and frowned as she looked at Nightingale.

"Nightingale, could you turn down the warmth effect on these shoes? They seem to make me sweat a bit."

"No, Miss Roland, it'll be just right once we're outdoors."

Roland was skeptical.

"Is...that's how it is?"

"Yes, that's it."

Nightingale's expressionless face was always quite convincing, so Roland didn't think too much about it and followed Nightingale to dinner.

……

After finishing her meal, Roland began to tour her businesses.

Krusty Krab factory, hot water workshop, crab delivery, seaweed crab farm at the dock.

These industries are now collectively categorized under the [Roland Group].

Therefore, Roland also acquired a new identity.

The owner of the Roland Group, who sits at the same table as the boss of a medium-sized chamber of commerce.

Within the [Roland Group], the most important entities are the Krusty Krab factory and the seaweed crab farm.

Not only can it produce a large number of pre-made crab burgers, but it can also train highly skilled workers.

Some of the more intelligent individuals, after being identified through the succubus's magic, will be recruited into the management team.

To provide a management foundation for the industrial development of Roland.

Next, let's talk about the church itself.

Its importance goes without saying; almost all the high-rise buildings are located here.

Therefore, nuns who can join must not only have a certain magical talent, but also have one more crucial prerequisite.

That is to become a certified "believer" of the Roland system.

This is to completely eliminate the possibility of betrayal and ensure internal loyalty.

Next up are [Hot Water Workshop] and [Crab Delivery].

These two are typical industries that benefit the people, but they have virtually no profit and are even in a state of slight loss.

It is mainly used to provide employment opportunities and maintain the livelihood of residents.

But it is precisely the people here who have an extremely high degree of loyalty to Roland.

……

As soon as Roland entered the hot water workshop area, cheers erupted from the crowd.

The residents of the Reshui community, who were refugees from the slums, spontaneously formed a welcoming procession.

Nearby, there were also deliverymen in yellow overalls, carrying large insulated boxes, waving to Roland.

"Lady Roland! Thank you for giving me this job!"

"Lady Roland! Thank you for saving our lives!"

"Saint Roland, protect us from hunger and cold!"

They chanted Roland's name in unison, without directly praising any church.

The eyes of the masses are discerning; the nuns in other churches did not help these lower-class people like Roland did.

This was partly due to the indulgence of Saint Seraphim of the Church of Light.

She deliberately suppressed missionary activities at other churches near New Sprouts Street.

The purpose was to allow Roland to gather faith and give back to the radiant goddess Ainardo.

This allowed Roland to reap a huge benefit.

No one would guess that she possesses a system that utilizes faith, and it's incredibly efficient.

As for that "Radiant Goddess" who kept yelling "Oh ho ho ho"?

Sending a thousand over every day is enough to appease the beggar.

As for finding a way to rescue them, it just feels weird. Maybe their language system will only know how to say "oh ho ho ho ho ho".

Moreover, it could bring trouble upon themselves; the Church of Light is only slightly weaker in the Empire.

Looking at the whole world, that is the most powerful church.

……

As Roland watched the cheering crowd, images of news programs from Earth began to flash through her mind.

Although I always felt that a loud background music would suddenly start playing.

But I must say, it's very fulfilling.

Most of the people here come from the very bottom of the slums.

They should have been in a dirty, cold, dilapidated shack, beside a cold, hard road, or even in a sewer full of slime monsters.

Then, due to job loss, disability, or illness, they die in this winter.

But Roland brought a warm environment, clean hot water, and a job that provided sustenance.

In my opinion, if there were a Heavenly Dao of Merit in this world, she would be radiating golden light right now.

She raised her right hand in greeting.

The cheers suddenly rose, erupting into even greater enthusiasm.

A massive amount of faith points flooded into the system, causing it to constantly beep and emit notification sounds.

"Feeling good, Nightingale?"

Roland smiled and turned her head to ask.

She brought the nightingale along, hoping to let this elf, whose concentration of capital was too high, experience the power of the people.

Nightingale gazed intently at the crowd, while glancing at Roland's feet out of the corner of her eye.

"It does feel quite nice, Miss Roland."

"Miss Roland is the best~"