Succubus cannot be a saint

Succubus Cannot Become a Saint by Ain Soph Aur

Introduction:

(Orange/Western Fantasy Lord/Mainly targeting bad women)

After traveling through time, Sharlelei became a crazy rich girl who was exiled to a small border town.

Facing greedy nobles, crazy monsters and cultists, the only thing she can rely on is the "blessing" that can turn girls into succubi.

Thus, the most legendary saint in the history of the kingdom was born.

She raised an army from the border to defeat monsters, overthrew the nobles, quelled the rebellion of the heretic, and was canonized as a saint by the Pope...but no one knew that she was actually a succubus.

Under her command is the Holy Maiden Army, which is brainwashed, oh no, commanded by the succubi and has strict military discipline.

Magical technology developed by girls who gained magical powers through succubus transformation.

An invincible order of paladins composed of succubus-female knights.

There are also succubus nuns in the church who secretly manipulate people's hearts and corrupt society.

In this way, whether it was the human kingdom, the Orthodox Church, or the kingdom of elves, they all fell and surrendered under the power of the succubus, and world civilization entered a colorful new era.

"Next target? Probably the sea of ​​stars!"

——Today, the Succubus Saint was also happily corrupting the girls into her own slaves.

Volume 1: From Crazy Daughter to Saint: Chapter 1: The Pink Number on Your Head

The girl had a dream.

In her dream, she fell into freezing water. The cold water engulfed and surrounded her, pouring into her mouth and nose unreasonably, bringing a burning feeling of suffocation.

It felt so real, it was almost like reality.

"Wait—this doesn't seem to be a dream—!"

The girl suddenly opened her eyes, and instead of seeing the familiar computer screen, she saw a dark and murky bottom of the water. She wanted to scream, but all that came out was a string of bubbles.

"Wasn't I just working on a statistical report? How come I'm suddenly drowning?"

Before her brain could react, her body instinctively took action. The girl paddled hard, swimming upwards. Although her body felt somewhat unresponsive and her chest felt heavy, she managed to escape the icy water.

"Pfft-!"

The moment her mouth and nose touched the air, she felt a surge of joy at having survived. After surfacing, the girl saw the dusky yellow sky. Beside the pond she was standing was a church-like building, and in the distance were low wooden houses and fences, a scene reminiscent of a medieval European countryside.

...This is not a company, and it doesn’t seem to be in China either... Where is this coming from?

The girl's heart was pounding in her chest. She looked around and happened to see a window on the second floor of the church that was wide open, facing the pond below.

"That's where I jumped from?"

This thought flashed through my mind, and then a childish voice broke the silence of the evening.

"Ah—I've found Miss Sallely! She's jumped into the pond!"

The girl turned around and saw a little girl dressed as a nun rushing out of the back door of the church, shouting. She looked only about twelve or thirteen years old, with her blonde hair braided into two pigtails, and she was limping along the edge of the pond.

What shocked the girl the most was that above the little nun's head, there was a string of faintly glowing pink numbers and a small love heart floating.

“?100”.

"What does that mean? After waking up, a mysterious number appears above everyone's head. Is that the plot? What's this 100? The number of people with experience? This little nun's? Seriously?"

The girl who was still soaking in the water was completely stunned. The strange line of numbers was totally out of tune with the medieval European scenery before her. The ambiguous colors and symbols made her think of some discordant little games.

"Could it be that I have traveled to the Little Butter World?"

But before the girl could continue to think, the little nun who was limping screamed, slipped, and fell into the pond with a splash!

Water splashed everywhere and the little nun kept flapping her arms and legs, but the next moment, her little face twisted into a ball of pain and her paddling speed slowed down. She held her feet with difficulty in the water and raised her head to look at the girl.

The moment their eyes met, the little girl's eyes, full of fear and despair, were imprinted in the girl's eyes, but were immediately separated by the dark water, leaving only a small hand stretched towards the sky, as if praying for God's salvation.

After that, even the little hand sank into the water, leaving only the girl floating on the water surface.

"Slow down, slow down... What the hell is going on here--!" The girl muttered to herself in the chaos, although she didn't notice that she was not speaking Chinese at all.

Regardless of whether or not he had traveled through time and space to a small yellow flower, or what that pink number was, a girl was drowning in front of him, so wasn't there only one thing to do?!

"—I'm here to save you!"

The girl yelled, took a deep breath, and dove back into the water.

But as soon as she entered the water, her heart sank. It was evening, and the water was murky and dark. In the chaos, how could she find the little nun?

What should she do? The light on the water was dim, and she couldn't determine the exact location where the little nun had sunk... Not only was she in imminent danger, but her own breath was also limited.

Just as the girl was getting extremely anxious, a flash of pink light suddenly appeared in the darkness, and her mind suddenly lit up - it was that pink number! Unexpectedly, that little yellow UI-like number would become a life-saving straw at this moment!

——Well done! Butter UI!

The girl no longer hesitated and swam hard towards the place where the pink light was. Finally, she caught the little nun in the dark. Then she gathered all her strength, held her remaining breath, and tried her best to send her to the surface of the water.

A few minutes later, the girl dragged the soaked little nun to the shore. But when she reached out to brush away the wet golden hair, she saw a pale little face and dark purple lips.

As if signaling the nun's weakening vital signs, the comical pink "?100" slowly dimmed. Recalling her first aid knowledge, the girl took another deep breath.

"According to common sense, artificial respiration doesn't count as kissing, so your first kiss is still there—come on, Sekiro!"

After shouting a bunch of random words in a trembling voice to give herself courage, the girl leaned forward.

She took a deep breath, pressed it against her damp, cold lips, and blew the air out of her lungs. After repeating this countless times, the girl finally saw the pale face slowly turn rosy. Meanwhile, she herself was seeing stars, and her body felt like it was filled with lead, filled with exhaustion.

At this moment, she heard a burst of hurried footsteps. Turning around, she saw several nuns running towards her from the direction of the church, each with a pink number with a heart on their head.

Before the girl could shout and wave in joy, the nuns rushed over holding the hems of her skirts. Two of them helped the little nun up, while the rest of them pressed the girl to the ground.

After being tormented like this, the girl suddenly felt dizzy and could no longer hold on and passed out. Her last thought was:

"——What the hell did I break?!"

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Amidst the chaos, the girl slowly opened her eyes, only to be greeted by a dazzling pink space. A disembodied female whisper echoed, tingling her still sluggish nerves.

"Come, I know the desires in your heart, your longings..."

Gradually, the girl regained consciousness. When she saw the scene before her, she immediately recognized it—the color of the space before her was exactly the same as the pink numbers above the nuns' heads!

So she immediately blurted out: "Holy crap! The little yellow oil UI has become a demon!"

The illusory female voice fell silent, as if unsure how to respond. After a moment, it spoke again: "Blessed one chosen by Pleasure, I will grant your wish and satisfy your desire..."

"My wish? My wish is to get out of this damn place and go home as soon as possible..." The girl muttered to herself, looking up at this strange pink space, "Um... Miss UI, can you take me back?"

But the voice did not answer directly. Instead, it continued to whisper, "Do not doubt it, blessed one. You have become the ruler of succubi. Your blood can assimilate mortals into succubi. Look at the 'Number of Desire'. This is the qualification for a mortal to become a succubus..."

"So that little yellow UI-like number was your doing..." The girl suddenly realized, "It turns out it's not the number of times!"

An illusory female voice: "..."

"Uh, no..." After a brief moment of confusion, the girl patted her cheek and began to sort out the current situation. In short, although she was submerged in water as soon as she opened her eyes, she must have traveled to another world.

If this world is a pornographic world with the slogan "Turn all human women into succubi!", then the tutorial for beginners should be to assimilate the nuns into succubi, and then turn the church into a den of licentious succubi.

Unfortunately, judging by the suffocating feeling of drowning, this was definitely the real world, the kind where people could die, not a little yellow. So she didn't want the succubus, she just wanted to go home, even if she had to take a holiday during the next holiday.

But at this moment, a rough male voice came, buzzing in her dreams.

“Ms. Salares…! Salares…!”

"Who are you? Who are you talking to?" the girl complained. "Can't you see I'm talking to the UI spirit?"

"——Sallelei Dravet!"

A sudden roar sounded in her ears, and the girl was startled and opened her eyes screaming.

Only now did she realize that she was in a simple and plain room. Although she had been dried and changed into a clean nun's uniform, she was tied up with ropes and sat on a chair - so what kind of heavenly law had she violated?!

In front of her stood a man in his forties, dressed in exquisite aristocratic clothing. His face was thin and angry, and a pink "?74" floated on his bald head.

"——Fuck! A middle-aged bald male succubus!"

The girl's eyes went dark, and she suddenly felt that she might have traveled into some kind of Shimokitazawa-style disgusting game.

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Ahem, let's get serious. This book is a Western fantasy lord novel. Just like the introduction says, the heroine will disguise herself as a saint and turn all the girls in the world into succubi, creating a colorful fantasy new world (no)...

Currently expected to include XP such as Training, Depravity, Assimilation, Dog Training Play and Gravity Release.

I update at least two chapters a day, 4,000 words each. Please forgive me for being a little slow. If you're interested, please bookmark it. It would be even better if you could follow along and subscribe! Thank you!

Then shamelessly recommend an old book! But I am definitely not a professional succubus!

Miss Succubus Never Gives Up

Volume 1: From Crazy Daughter to Saint: Chapter 2: Why are you a malfunctioning robot?!

"You're looking for death! Are you sick?"

The bald man was furious, but before he could finish his words he started coughing violently, and it looked like he was going to cough out his lungs.

And the pink "?74" on his head actually moved - under the shocked gaze of the girl, a red-haired nun walked out from behind him. It turned out that the pink number was on her head.

"Oh my god, I was so scared! Luckily there aren't any male succubi in this game..." The girl finally breathed a sigh of relief and slumped back in her chair. The red-haired nun and the bald man exchanged a confused look.

"Miss Salleh De Lavie, this is the second time you've escaped this month." The bald man suppressed his anger, pulled out a small medicine bottle from his pocket, drank it all in one gulp, and then said coldly, "This time you jumped from the second floor, and last time you did it by picking a lock—I won't go into where you learned how to pick a lock... I really want to know what other tricks you can pull."

"Shalelei Delavie, is that my name? What does this second attempt to escape mean?" The girl—or Shalelei, rather—looked at the man in confusion. "Excuse me, who are you?"

"Goddess of Light! Sister Ophelin, look! She doesn't recognize me again!" The man was completely mad at this. He raised his arms in anger and shouted, "How many times do I have to introduce myself to this crazy girl?"

In response, the red-haired nun could only offer a polite yet awkward smile.

...Crazy daughter? Me? Sharlelei's expression was a little strange, and at this moment, fragments of memories that did not belong to her surged like a tide, stirring her mind - without a doubt, these were memories belonging to "Shalelei Delavie".

Sharlele Dravi, the illegitimate daughter of Duke Dravi of the Stag Kingdom on the Ioterra continent...

Wait! Sharlelei almost burst out laughing after recalling the name of a continent. "You're also a Terra? What kind of Terra are you?"

...Forget it, as long as it's not Holy Terra, everything is fine.

In short, Sallele De Lave's mother died of illness at an early age, and she grew up in a church orphanage. Although she was of humble status, she was taken in by the Duke of De Lave because of her beauty and was given a small territory.

This small territory was the land where Sharlelei was standing now, a remote town called Moon Spring. The man before her was the town's mayor, Derek Warlow.

Although Sharlelei was the nominal lord of Moon Spring Town, Derek was the actual administrator before she got married. After all, an underage girl clearly didn't have the ability to manage a territory.

"Salalei Delavé, I don't care if you're crazy or not, but you'd better remember this!" Derek glared at her angrily. "You're no longer a young lady. You're a criminal imprisoned here! Don't even think about going back to the Duke's Mansion... No, don't even think about leaving this room!"

——No, sinner? What did I do? Killed the Duke's mother?

Sharlelei was stunned, and at this moment her memory resurfaced and answered this question.

In the world of the nobility, there was never a shortage of political marriages and victims for those marriages. With her exceptional beauty, Charlene De Lave had the honor of becoming one of those victims. The small border estate given to her by the Duke of De Lave was intended to increase her "value."

Shortly after being forced into engagement with a nobleman, perhaps feeling despair about her fate, Charlene Delavie wrote a secret love letter to her close friend, another noble daughter, pouring out her feelings.

However, this secret love letter written by a woman to another woman was "unfortunately" discovered by the other party's family, causing a huge scandal and making the Dravi family the laughing stock of the entire western part of the kingdom.

Hence, the "Mad Daughter" incident occurred - Duke Dravi announced that Charlene was mentally ill and sent her to the remote town of Yuequan, saying that she was recuperating, but in fact she was imprisoned.

Recalling this, the expression on Sharlene's face couldn't help but become more interesting. After she traveled to another world, she unexpectedly became a captive "mad daughter".

And all this is caused by lesbians.

"Although I don't want to do this, you've caused too much trouble this time, Miss Charlene. Not only did you try to escape, you also almost killed a nun." Derek said coldly, nodding to the nun with "?74" on her head.

With the sound of rattling iron chains, the nun took out an iron shackle, squatted down, lifted up Charlotte's skirt, and locked it around her slender bare ankle without saying a word.

Feeling the weight of the cold metal on her feet, Sharlene's heart sank little by little. "But didn't I also save that little nun? Listen to me, Baldy... Uh, Mr. Derek, I'm not crazy..."

"Even crazy people claim they're not crazy," Derek said with disgust, then turned, opened the door, and walked out. The red-haired nun cast a pitying look at Charlene and also left the room.

"Hey! At least untie me!" Sharlene shouted, but the only response she got was the click of the lock outside the door.

"This is bad luck..." Sharlele muttered, staring at the closed door. She moved her foot, and the iron lock immediately made a loud clanging sound.

Although the young lady had a secret lock-picking skill, it hadn't been retained in her memory. Furthermore, with Sharlelei now shackled, escape was impossible.