Gender-swapped Saintess: A Survival Diary on Hell Difficulty

After her inspection, Roland returned to the third floor of the church with a satisfied smile.

With the added faith points from her happiness, her faith point savings officially surpassed one million.

All I can say is that this strange "court lady" skill is indeed quite overpowered.

I don't know why, but there are no strategy guides for this thing on the forums for players.

Roland stood on the locker room floor, praising the superb skills.

The nightingale deftly removed the fluffy shawl from Roland's shoulders.

Roland looked at her slightly upturned ears, a sign that the elves were pleased.

It seems that this corrective education was very successful; the nightingale must have been moved by the people.

Roland couldn't help but ask.

"How does it feel to be appreciated?"

"Hmm, it's pretty good."

Nightingale subconsciously replied, and after Roland sat on the sofa, she knelt down on one knee and reached her hands toward Roland's feet.

Roland quickly moved away and took off her shoes.

"I'll do it myself today. You can go out now."

The warmth of the magic circle was a bit too strong, and she started sweating a little, which made her feel quite embarrassed.

Even if nightingales might have strange tastes, they probably wouldn't accept this.

"OK."

The nightingale nodded in agreement, then turned and walked out.

But as Roland lowered her head to unbutton her shoes, her long ears drooped slightly.

……

After changing into dry socks and comfortable cotton slippers, Roland sat on the sofa in her bedroom and eagerly opened the system.

But before that, Roland needs to get Nightingale out of the way.

Just as she was about to speak, she saw Nightingale come out of the dressing room carrying a dirty laundry basket and greet her.

"Miss Roland, I'll go take the clothes to be cleaned first."

Roland's eyes lit up.

Feeling sleepy? Here comes the pillow!

She quickly agreed and entrusted the task to the nightingale.

"Nightingale, I need to rest for a bit, so you don't need to come up later. I'm giving you a break."

"Okay, Miss Roland."

The nightingale's song had a touch of elation in it, which made Roland smile knowingly.

For working people, being able to have an extra half-day off is definitely something to be happy about.

……

After Nightingale closed the door, Roland locked it.

Then he sat back on the sofa, opened the system, and used his mind to lock onto [Intermediate Magic].

Her emotions were inevitably stirred; in the game, this was the stage with the most diverse gameplay branches.

In reality, being a mid-level superhuman means entering the elite circle and no longer having to be subservient to others.

Caryl, Salia, Nightingale, and many other prominent figures are all intermediate-level superhumans.

Unfortunately, I have no combat experience, and I'll probably get beaten up in the first exchange.

However, these are secondary; the most important thing is...

Intermediate-level superhumans possess extremely long lifespans and physiques that are immune to any disease.

This is what attracts Roland the most.

Just a few months ago, I was still an Earthling. My biggest wish was nothing more than to achieve great success, live forever, and... return home in glory.

"well……"

Roland sighed softly.

She shook her head, snapped out of her daze, and turned her attention back to the system.

Then I unlocked [Intermediate Magic].

……

The system interface began to flash the moment the skill was unlocked.

On the other side of the skill tree, the [Court Lady] skill lit up simultaneously, emitting a faint glow.

Roland was completely bewildered and instinctively spoke up.

"Um... what's going on here? Are these two things linked in the walkthrough?"

At that moment, a familiar feeling came over me.

"I won't redeem it! This feeling..."

Roland immediately thought of the previous system crash, her expression changed drastically, and she quickly walked towards the bed.

"As long as... as long as we can get to that place..."

Unfortunately, the system didn't give her that chance, and the next moment Roland let out a snort.

"Oh my gosh~~~"

……

Bang bang bang!

Bang bang bang!

"Miss Roland? Miss Roland?"

"Are you inside, Miss Roland? Please answer me."

"We're going to break down the door and get in..."

Roland snapped out of her exhaustion and looked to the side; the sky had already turned pitch black.

Am I... unconscious for an entire afternoon?

Roland immediately got up and saw the messy scene, her face turning slightly red.

Then quickly respond loudly.

"I-I'm fine, I just overslept, I'll be right out."

"Please don't ram the door! That door is very expensive!"

Roland walked quickly to the dressing room and changed into clean new clothes.

Although I was unconscious for an afternoon, I didn't feel any signs of exhaustion.

She was now brimming with power, magic flowing through her body, as if she could slam Elizabeth against the wall and hammer her at any moment.

"Tsk tsk tsk, so this is what [Intermediate Magic Power] feels like?"

"No wonder it costs a million faith points. Such power is far beyond what a cricket with [basic magic] can achieve."

"Right, we need to find a way to cover it up first."

Roland took out the shielding necklace that Caryl had given her, adjusted it, and then put it around her neck.

The heart-shaped pendant suddenly fell into the abyss-like crevice in her chest, startling Roland.

She frowned and weighed the front armor in her hand.

"Has it gotten even bigger again?"

Roland turned to look in the mirror and began to examine her appearance.

Now that I'm in the game as a ship girl, no one will suspect that I'm an imposter.

Moreover, her temperament has become even more alluring.

What exactly is this "Courtesan" skill? Isn't it a bit too inappropriate for children?

……

"Miss Roland, are you all better now?"

Just then, another question came from outside the door; judging from the sound, everyone had probably come running over.

Roland snapped out of her thoughts, tidied her hair as best she could, and then went to open the door.

Outside the door, Sheep, Jenny Renee, Nightingale, and Alice were all present.

As soon as Roland opened the door, everyone turned to look at her with concern.

"Miss Roland, are you alright?"

"You slept for a full eight hours. We noticed you weren't at dinner, and you didn't respond when we called you from outside."

"We were all worried that something had happened to you."

Looking at everyone's worried eyes, Roland felt a warmth in her heart and smiled.

"Thank you everyone for your concern, I just overslept."

Seeing that everyone was still worried, Roland pointed to her cheek.

"Look at me, I'm glowing and full of energy. Could I look like this if I were sick?"

As it spoke, it bounced around twice, the front armor bouncing up and down, making everyone's eyes widen in disbelief.

They all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Miss Roland, I'm so glad you're alright. You scared us to death."

"Uh, I won't do it again next time."

Roland scratched her head, quickly went out of the room, and then tried her best to draw everyone's attention to herself.

She didn't want anyone to discover the mess in her room, so it was better to come back at night and clean it up secretly by herself.

"Well, I'm a little hungry now. How about we go get something to eat? You guys haven't had a meal either?"

"Hmm, the food is getting a bit cold. Let the maids heat it up in a bit."

The nightingale was the first to respond and led the way.

The others also surrounded Roland, asking her questions with concern as they helped her downstairs.

Only the sheep narrowed its eyes.

She smelled a familiar aroma in the air, exactly the same as on the day the Krusty Krab opened.

So she deliberately lagged behind, and then waited until everyone reached the corner of the stairs.

She quickly turned around, walked to the door, opened it, and went inside.

Then she covered her mouth in shock.

"My goodness... this is too outrageous."