Gender-swapped Saintess: A Survival Diary on Hell Difficulty

As soon as Roland removed the barrier, Ms. Tree eagerly came to her side.

She asked excitedly, because she had never seen a potion so effective on the soul before.

"Miss Roland! What was that just now? It was so cool! Compared to this, the potions we used to use were as weak as horse piss in the slums."

"What horse urine?"

Roland was stunned for two seconds before she reacted.

Ms. Tree was referring to the pale beer used as a substitute for drinking water in the slums.

To save costs, the concentration is extremely low, and the texture is very mushy, hence many people call it "horse urine".

This analogy was quite embarrassing for Roland, since she had indeed used farmyard manure to water the plants before.

She cleared her throat as if to say something.

"It seems you're quite satisfied, Miss Tree. From now on, I'll give you one bottle every three days, is that alright?"

"Three days?"

After considering it for a moment, Ms. Shu nodded in agreement.

"By the way, Miss Roland, if I may ask, did you make this potion yourself?"

Instead of answering directly, Roland asked a question in return.

"Why do you ask that?"

Ms. Tree looked Roland up and down, and pinched her chin.

"If so, never expose this potion, especially to older superhumans."

"Otherwise, a pretty girl like you with such excellent potion-making skills would be dragged off to be used for breeding."

"Mating...breeding?!"

Roland's expression immediately fell.

Ms. Tree nodded seriously, her eyes unconsciously drifting towards Roland's large breasts.

"Yes, and they will try every means to prolong your life, even using rare and precious materials to forcibly turn you into an extraordinary being."

"Doesn't sound too bad?"

"Not bad? Absolutely not! They just want to continue their family line!"

Ms. Tree made a threatening expression and pointed to the spot where Roland had just been watered.

"So you must protect this secret and never let those old monsters discover this potion."

Upon hearing this, Roland nodded solemnly.

Since she transmigrated to another world, all the efforts she's made have been for the sake of protecting her butt, haven't they?

Now that things are going well for the oranges and my integrity is becoming more and more secure, I can't afford to make such a basic mistake.

At that moment, Roland suddenly remembered that she was also trading milk.

And the object of his affections is that little brat Elizabeth!

She immediately sensed something was wrong and quickly asked.

"Miss Tree, I think I've sold a weakened version of this potion before. Is there any risk involved?"

"A weaker version?"

"Yes, that's it."

Roland thought for a moment and took out the dairy product she had obtained during her [Basic Magic] training, a 300ml ordinary glass bottle.

Ms. Tree was immediately drawn to the hand and reached out to take it, but Roland dodged it.

"Miss Tree, I'd better just fall down on the tree roots."

"Why? My body can drink it too."

"Um... anyway, I'll stick with watering."

Roland had seen it in the study; the tree spirit's sense of taste was rather dull.

She had already seen how others got carried away, and she didn't want another one like her, constantly eyeing her main character, the Tree Spirit Queen.

……

Three minutes later, Ms. Shu closed her eyes and carefully felt the sensation before speaking.

"This weakened version won't matter much. Unless it's one of the Death Church's experts who can sense souls, no one will notice its special effects."

Roland breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately tensed up again.

"The Church of Death? Is it the one that's already destroyed?"

"Yes, I didn't know you knew so much."

Ms. Tree looked at Roland in surprise and continued.

"You don't need to worry too much. The people of the Church of Death died the cleanest. Even the last 'Undying Witch' was hunted down for hundreds of years."

"I killed her over a hundred times, completely draining her soul's essence. Now she should be dead, not even ashes left."

After hearing what Ms. Tree said, Roland was completely relieved.

The goods she's currently supplying Elizabeth are all old stock left over from the [Basic Magic] era, so no problems will be detected.

Only Renee and Alice are entitled to drink fresh drinks every day.

Um...maybe we'll add a Ms. Tree later.

Thinking this, Roland glanced hesitantly at Ms. Tree.

"Miss Tree, you just said that the enhanced potion would attract the covetous eyes of the old monsters, right?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

Roland looked at the mature and charming Tree Lady and asked awkwardly.

"Miss Tree, you're not the kind of old monster who would covet me, are you?"

"What are you saying, Miss Roland? How could I possibly be such a Tree of Life spirit!"

Ms. Shu pretended to be angry and raised her eyebrows.

"We Tree Spirits are gentle, peace-loving, and good tree spirits who would never do anything bad~"

……

After chatting with Ms. Tree for a while longer, Roland went downstairs.

As she turned and walked toward the door, Ms. Tree's expression changed instantly.

She became evil, twisted, and lewd, completely losing the gentle demeanor she used to feign.

Ms. Tree stared intently at Roland's swaying back, licked her lips, and muttered something under her breath.

"I'm sorry, Miss Roland, but I'm a harvest tree spirit. What do the good qualities of a life tree spirit have to do with me?"

"Hehehe..."

Disguising herself as the Tree of Life and infiltrating Roland's camp was truly the smartest decision she ever made.

……

Roland was unaware of the Tree Lady's wicked intentions; she was currently searching everywhere for Renee.

It took me a while to remember that I had asked Nightingale to take the two little ones shopping.

Left with no other option, I went upstairs to eat some snacks and read the newspaper, waiting for over an hour.

"Sister Roland, the maid at the door said you were looking for me."

Renee's voice came from behind, and Roland turned around to look.

Nightingale led two little girls into the restaurant, carrying large and small shopping bags in her hands.

The outfits of the two little girls caught her eye.

Renee wore a gothic princess dress, mainly black with white accents, paired with a purple bow and pigtails.

It somehow managed to create the feeling of a landmine-type loli on Earth.

Little Alice, on the other hand, wore a strange, ugly-looking suit of armor, with only her little head showing.

He was also holding a toy katana in his hand.

Seeing the questioning look in Roland's eyes, Nightingale explained.

"I took the little ones to the Pink Harbor Chamber of Commerce, where they developed a lot of interesting clothes based on your designs."

"It's quite popular among the nobility in the capital now, especially young people and children."

Alice obediently raised the toy katana in her hand and said happily.

"Yes, yes, Sister Roland, don't you think I'm handsome?"

"The succubus lady at the clothing store even said that wearing this outfit, I'll be the most awesome katana user."

"I don't know what a katana is, but it looks really cool, right?"