Gender-swapped Saintess: A Survival Diary on Hell Difficulty

While Roland was boosting the morale of the nightingales.

On the other side of the capital, on the top floor of the Wayne Company in Haisen Port.

Elizabeth still had her white-stockinged feet propped up on the desk, humming a little tune and swinging them smugly.

As the Crab King took root and flourished in the major cities of the empire.

The Steel Church's religious income increased dramatically, and as a result, her status rose higher and higher.

Moreover, her reputation within the empire grew ever greater.

Her invention of canned food was highly valued by the military.

The Northern Legion, which had previously been lukewarm towards her, sent an important figure to visit her yesterday.

If it weren't for her status as a saintess, she might have even harbored a slight ambition to compete for the throne.

All of this is thanks to Roland.

……

Elizabeth's face lit up with a bright smile at the thought of Roland, and she couldn't help but speak to Head Maid Lywind beside her.

"I told you Roland was my lucky star."

"When the Zaun Mana Refinery was in trouble, she sent me a [Stabilizing Potion]."

"When I was struggling to collect faith power, she came up with the Krusty Krab recipe. Now my canned crab meat is truly a powerful tool for harvesting faith."

"Looks like I need to find an opportunity to go to Roland and ask for some money. Maybe I'll get something amazing."

She became more and more excited as she talked, and even called over other maids.

"Hey, someone, play me some tunes!"

A group of instrumental maids then entered the office, carrying various classical instruments and playing music with a religious atmosphere.

Elizabeth listened to music as she opened the drawer next to her desk.

There were two books inside.

One is an exquisitely decorated "Cat Saintess Photobook".

The other book was a simple, hand-bound picture book, but this was the one she liked to appreciate the most.

Upon opening the cover, a photograph came into view.

In the picture, Roland is wearing a dress with a cutout back, and she is striking a seductive pose with her buttocks raised.

The [Steel Brand] on her back, applied by Elizabeth, shone brightly, and a radiant smile appeared on her face.

It's as if being branded by her is something to be proud of.

No matter how many times she looked at it, Elizabeth would be aroused by this photograph.

"Tsk tsk tsk, the little nun is really good at this."

She couldn't help but lick her lips, pointing her finger at the photo, specifically at Roland's back.

When Roland realizes she can't expand her business and comes to me for help, I'll let her dance in this dress.

Oh, and we also need to turn off the lights before fully activating the steel brand.

That scene would be so beautiful it would be breathtaking!

……

Seeing Elizabeth engrossed in the picture book, Head Maid Lywind hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"Your Highness, won't this large-scale expansion affect our alliance with the Church of Light?"

"According to the intelligence department's analysis, Miss Roland is very likely simultaneously collecting faith for both the Church of Light and the Society of Night Scholars."

Elizabeth's expression turned cold upon hearing this, and she pursed her lips.

"There's no need to worry about that."

"I don't know what got into Serafie, that she would share Roland with the dark-skinned elves."

"But in the overseas crab meat market, we have already reached a cooperation agreement with the senior management of the Church of Light, and the relationship between the two sides is very good."

Elizabeth said this, laughing with a hint of schadenfreude.

"As for Serafie, you should know that no one knows my sister better than I do."

"Seraphim may have some shady dealings that's why she turns a blind eye to Roland."

Lywind frowned slightly.

What problems could a saint of a church have?

The saintess works right under the noses of the gods, so any problems are dealt with immediately.

How could they possibly let her run to the imperial capital and become the regional head?

Just as Lywind was about to ask a question, Elizabeth stopped her by raising her hand.

"Have the intelligence department investigate this matter discreetly, but don't make a big fuss about it, lest it damage the relationship between the two families."

"As for Roland's matter, for the sake of the picture book, let her cause trouble on New Sprout Street. There's no need to slap Crab King in her face directly."

"A mere budding cricket on New Sprout Street can't make much of a splash."

……

After giving her work instructions, Elizabeth relaxed and lay down on the sofa.

She spoke to Lywind as she admired the photos of Roland's evening gown.

"Alright, you can go out now. I need to take a good look at this catalog. You took really good photos of this stuff; it's a great achievement."

Elizabeth swung her little feet contentedly. She knew her head maid was a tough, straightforward woman, so she wasn't jealous.

Lywind nodded and left the office.

After closing the door, she hesitated for a moment before opening the lining of the maid's skirt.

One photo was taken out of them.

In the picture, Roland is facing the camera, not showing her branded back.

She made a small heart shape with her hands, revealing a playful and cute expression, and licked her lips with her tongue.

It's as if the lens is conveying a deep sense of love.

She didn't include this photo in the album; she kept it for herself.

"Hmm...this is an appreciation of art."

"Although I'm not interested in girls, this photo is aesthetically pleasing."

Lywin muttered to herself, tucking the photo back into the lining.

Just then, she heard other maids calling from downstairs, which brought her back to work.

……

On the other side, the New Sprout Street Church.

Roland looked at the satisfied expression on Nightingale's face and pursed her lips.

Although I suffered no loss and even received a highly skilled foot massage, I felt much more relaxed.

But for some reason, I always felt like I was being taken advantage of.

She looked at the nightingale awkwardly.

"Well, Nightingale, I have something to do next."

"Why don't you go downstairs and look after the kids for a bit, and take Alice and Renee out for a stroll?"

"Lately, they've been staying in the alchemy room all the time and not going out, which isn't good for the children's development."

The nightingale nodded in agreement and turned to leave.

Roland quickly called out to her.

"Wait a minute, Nightingale, remember to wash your hands first... You've been massaging for too long, it's not hygienic."

"I understand, Miss Roland."

The nightingale gracefully closed the door, but inwardly she was unconvinced.

How is this unhygienic? It's clean, hygienic, and smells delicious.

……

After seeing Nightingale leave, Roland got up and sneaked back to her bedroom.

She needs to figure out how to solve this problem; Ms. Tree's irrigation needs are simply too many...