Succubus cannot be a saint

If the words "forsaken by God" weren't some earth-shattering taboo, then perhaps they were a secret unknown even to those within the Church of Light. Either way, it cast a new layer of mystery over the "joyful blessing."

"But it's not all in vain." Salares shook the tome in her hand, a hint of thoughtfulness in her smile. "Do you know what happened eight hundred years ago?"

"...The War of Eight Nations?" Durenna's history seemed to be much better than Miss Dravi's.

Yes, the number of human kingdoms was not the current three, nor the four before the "Demon Plague", but a full eight. And eight hundred years ago, these eight countries fought each other to death, and four of them were destroyed.

"Yes, the Eight-Nation War was instigated by the Church of the God of War." Salares winked at her female knight mischievously, her saintly temperament completely gone.

It was also because of this that the Church of the God of War was kicked out of the Alliance of Righteous Gods. It was not until hundreds of years later, after the demon disaster, that it replaced the God of Love and was added back because of its merits in fighting against demons.

As a believer in the God of War, Durenna rubbed her nose in shame. After a moment, she managed to say, "That's all... the work of heretics. We true believers in the God of War are not like that..."

"Of course people today can say that the Eight-Nation War was instigated by the heretics of the Church of the God of War," Sallelei said coldly, "but that's all old news. That's not what I'm talking about."

Although the documents of the Church of Light also put the blame for the Eight-Nation War on the heretic God of War, the Saint Lady still speculated maliciously that it was because the Light and God of War were now considered to be good allies that they kept a low profile in the books...

"So what do you want to say?" Durenna stopped touching her nose.

"The Demonic Plague is related to the God of Love, so demons appeared. The War of the Eight Kingdoms is related to the God of War, so orcs appeared." Sharlelei stuffed the book back and turned to walk between the bookshelves, her dress fluttering. "Do you think this is a coincidence?"

Durenna followed closely behind Salarei, her expression gradually changing.

More than a decade after the Eight-Nation War, while the remaining four nations were still cleaning up the mess, a group of humanoid monsters suddenly appeared on the territory of a small, destroyed nation—orcs, goblins, bugbears, and so on. Previously, there was no record of these monsters on the continent.

Although it happened more than ten years later and did not appear instantly like the demonic disaster, more than ten years is no different from a "moment" in the long historical scale.

From the perspective of "emergence of new species", the two disasters are surprisingly similar.

It’s just that the god of love has disappeared, but the god of war is still active.

"I am just talking nonsense, and you are just talking nonsense. Could there be the same cause behind these two disasters?" In fact, after thinking about this, Sallelei has more or less realized that the books in the seminary could not answer her questions.

Eight hundred years have passed, wars have broken out one after another, not to mention a demonic disaster that shook the continent. The original history has been washed away by the waves, and what remains in the modern history books has become a few vague words.

For people today, orcs and demons existed before they were born. How many idle people can remember, "Oh, these two things didn't exist eight hundred years ago"?

Not to mention that there are not many idle people in this world, and even if there are idle people, they probably don’t have the leisure to count the family tree of the green-skinned devil.

After a brief pause, Salares shook her head again. "Of course, this is just my wild guess. It may not be the case. We still have too little information, and too few books describing those two disasters."

Durenna was no fool. She subconsciously looked back at the bookshelf filled with books and stopped talking.

Since they could imagine a possible connection between these two disasters, the historians and theologians of the Church of Light must have also thought of it. The loss of these historical records is probably not just due to the erosion of time.

In this way, Sharlelei silently drew a connecting line between the words "righteous god", "disaster" and "new species", and this doubt was deeply rooted in her heart.

"Let's change the subject." Arriving at the library's seat, Sharlele invited Durenna to sit down, looking at her with a smile, "I read in a book that, leaving aside orcs, goblins are quite interesting. They're green-skinned, skinny, stupid but cunning, weak yet fertile, and they even use human women to reproduce..."

Durenna's face turned a little green. As a woman, she didn't like this kind of topic.

"But after that, the human villages and towns harassed by the goblins immediately organized militias and launched a 'Green Hunting Movement.'" Sharlelei was a little amused, as if she had thought of something very funny. "Anyway, now there are no traces of goblins in the human kingdom."

"Yes, those dirty little things must be killed." Durenna said hatefully.

"Putting aside reproductive isolation, this is probably what would happen if the goblins in the book met the terrifying upright apes in reality..."

Furthermore, the current tradition of the supernatural world advocating the use of force probably originated from the three-day-a-day-a-day-a-day-a-day-a-day-broadcasting war, Shalelei added in her mind.

As for Durenna, she was completely bewildered. What book? What terrifying ape? The Saint was saying something she couldn't understand again.

Sharlelei savored the time traveler's unique sense of humor in her heart and changed the subject. "I heard Sister Bereya say before that you seemed to have a breakthrough during the battle?"

Durenna blushed when she thought of the curvy "Holy Bow Knight" who liked to kneel before her own Saint Lady.

"...Yes. Thanks to you, Lady Saint, I think I can now pass the intermediate assessment of the Temple of the God of War." The female knight sat down in front of Sharlele a little stiffly, stretched out her palm, and a small vortex of air swirled around her palm.

With the "Gift of the Succubus Queen", Durenna's strength, agility and physical fitness have all been greatly improved. The only thing missing is the finishing touch of using the elemental power.

And while fighting the Black Goat Tentacles, she finally achieved this breakthrough.

Now, even if she faced the giant demon spider that attacked Yuequan Town, she was confident that she could easily kill it with her sword.

Sharlelei fiddled with the little cyclone thoughtfully, while Durenna shifted restlessly. Thinking of Berea, she felt a little emotional.

She was no longer the only knight beside the Saint. Although she had known this day would come, she still felt a little empty in her heart when she thought about it.

Yes, the Saint Lady would have more and more Succubus Knights under her command, and I was just one of them. That Holy Bow Knight had been famous for a long time, was stronger than me, had a better figure than me, and even addressed the Saint Lady more affectionately than I did...

Somehow, Durenna spoke inexplicably: "Lady Saint..."

"Hmm?" Sharlelei was only busy playing with the little cyclone in the female knight's palm, and her white and tender fingertips kept drawing circles on her hand.

"Can I...can I also call you...'Master'?" As soon as these words came out, the female knight's face flushed red, and the beating in her chest seemed to spread throughout her body, even her waist felt numb.

"Oh?" Sallelei raised her head, and the light in her eyes immediately changed. Although her face still wore a faint, dignified smile, her watery eyes suddenly sparkled, flashing with a seductive light. Even that dignified smile, somehow, gave off a hint of seductiveness.

Her fingers slid along Durenna's palm to her fingertips, gently dancing between the knight's fingers.

Feeling the soft touch of her fingertips, Durenna felt not only her waist but also her thighs and knees soften. Now she understood why that shameless newcomer loved to kneel before the Saint...

"Of course, my little eagle." In a hazy state, Durenna could only feel the Saint's gentle voice penetrate into her brain like a feather. "I allow it."

Durenna took Sharlene's slender hand in a trance, lowered her head and kissed her white fingertips.

"Thank you, Master..."

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And so, a week later, news from Archbishop Whitham arrived as expected—the divine service with His Holiness the Pope was about to begin.

Amidst the anxiety, Sharlene's consciousness slowly emerged.

She had no reason to refuse to meet with the Pope, so all she could do was pray that the Goddess of Light would show mercy to her, a good succubus, and then she went ahead with it.

After letting the radiance of the divine ritual engulf her, Sharlele felt as if her soul had left her body and was flying in a hazy, half-asleep, half-awake state.

It felt a bit like being in a dream, except that instead of the hazy gray space she'd seen before, it was a pale golden mist. A bright yet gentle holy light enveloped her, carefully filtering through her from head to toe.

It was as if she was called by the Lord, and her soul was passing through the golden clouds above the nine heavens, about to meet the gods.

Soon, Sharlele felt dizzy and had a vague feeling of being watched by someone, but it was as if someone had covered her memory with a layer of mist. When she opened her eyes again, she came to a golden cloud.

Above the head is the vast sky of light gold, and under the feet are pure white clouds with light edges, which stretch all the way to the farthest point as far as the sight can reach, gathering into a huge vortex hanging on the horizon. Deep in the vortex is a bright and brilliant light, like the gate of heaven.

In this golden sky, there are a few small floating rocks scattered here and there, with ancient and magnificent buildings standing on them - unfortunately, they are just ruins, adding a touch of eerie desolation to this solemn and sacred scene.

"You came."

A calm and gentle voice sounded. Shailelei turned around suddenly and then froze in place.

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Volume 2: The Holy Silver Lily of the West: Chapter 202: The Pope Can't Be a Crossdresser

The person standing in front of her was actually a "boy" with a neutral appearance.

This "boy" was wearing a long white dress that looked like a choir girl, with playful bows tied at the cuffs. He had fair skin and handsome features, with long hair tied into a ponytail hanging behind him. His eyes and eyebrows were imbued with the cuteness of a girl and the childishness of a boy, exuding a beauty that was difficult to distinguish between male and female.

But his eyes were pure gold, without pupils, like melted gold balls. Normally, such eyes would be a bit scary, but somehow, Sharlelei could see a hint of mischievous smile in these golden balls.

However... what shocked Sharlele the most was that there was a blurry, faint black number on the boy's head, which seemed to disappear in the next second.

That is undoubtedly the state of "fading" of the number of desire!

Just with this glance, Sharlelei felt as if something suddenly wedged into her heart. She gasped and froze on the spot.

She had only seen this faded state in one person—Koresa. Strictly speaking, it was Koresa who had transformed into a monster after drinking the "black goat's milk."

Could it be that this young man in front of me also drank "black goat milk"? !

"You seem frightened to see me." The boy spoke again—to be precise, his mouth didn't move, but his soft and gentle voice rang out. "Can you tell me why?"

"...I just didn't expect the Pope to be so young. I almost thought I'd stumbled into a choir." Sallelei gathered herself, almost forcing herself to remain calm, trying to sound less shaken. "Do I need to salute or anything?"

"Haha, of course not." The young man in front of him laughed lightly, and a smile appeared on his pretty neutral face. "We are under the goddess's protection. We are all her people. We just need to pay our respects to her." As he said that, he turned his head and saluted the vortex of light in the sky. Sallelei did the same.

"If you don't like this outfit, I can change it." The young-looking Pope—Jeffrey III—raised his arms and simply spun in place, and the choir uniform transformed into a gorgeous papal robe. If he had previously looked like a boy in women's clothing, then this twirl made him look like a true girl.

"........."

Looking at this cross-dressing man changing clothes in front of her, perhaps because there were too many shocking things, Sharlelei's mood miraculously calmed down.

First, she was indeed in the Goddess's kingdom, though perhaps only on the edge. Second, the cross-dressing tycoon before her, his lust faded, was indeed Pope Zephyr III.

In the end, neither the goddess nor the pope saw through her succubus. Was it because she had been carefully filtered through the Holy Light before entering the Kingdom of God?

Furthermore, within the Kingdom of God, her "Blessing of Joy" was functioning normally, meaning it had a deep connection to the gods. She was now 50% certain it was connected to the goddess of love, Ishna.

Thinking of this, she felt a little relieved.

"You can change into another outfit if that's not too much trouble," she said. The cross-dressing pope readily accepted her offer and changed directly into a nun's outfit, looking like a charming young girl.

So I've come to the Goddess Kingdom to watch people play Infinite Nikki... How can you change clothes so easily in this place? It's like a dream. Sharlelei silently complained.

After calming down, she was able to sort out her thoughts.

First of all, it is absolutely impossible for the Light|Pope to drink black goat milk. That means that the fading of the number of desires is just a "state", and there are many ways to achieve this state, and black goat milk is just one of them.

Black goat milk derives from the power of the Mother of Monsters. Kressa's transformation into a monster was due to the influence of the Mother of Monsters' power... So what about the current Pope of Light? If we put him in his shoes, if he were imbued with the power of a certain deity, it would undoubtedly be the Goddess of Light...

"Your emotions are fluctuating wildly. Did I scare you?" Zephiel III said gently. Under the gaze of those strange golden eyes, the pressure in Shailelei's heart gradually increased. She had no choice but to smile and said, "I was wondering, are you a man or a woman..."

"You're the first person to ask me this question in the past twenty years." Zephir III was startled, then smiled innocently, a smile that even shone with the kindness of an elderly woman. "A hundred years ago, I was just an ordinary monk. Thanks to the goddess's grace, I was able to gradually transcend my mortal body."

Monk? Does that mean he was originally a man? But this man has the number of desire on his head?

Salarei was stunned for a moment, but then a flash of lightning flashed through her heart, and she blurted out: "You...you are the, uh—follower of the Goddess of Light?"

"You could say that." Zefeil smiled with some surprise, "But that's a bit strange."

Only now did Shalelei feel a chill running down her spine. She had almost blurted out, "You're the succubus of the Goddess of Light."

For a moment, this information kept gathering in her mind and then connected into a line.

Korresa consumed black goat milk and was eroded by the power of the Mother of Monsters, while Zephiel III was favored by the Goddess of Light. Both of these would cause the number of desires to fade.

Does this mean that when a person is assimilated by a god and becomes its follower, the number of desires will "fade"?

But after the effect of the drug on Coresa wore off, it returned to its original state, and it seemed that Zephiel III had not completely gotten rid of his mortal body, so the number of desires only "faded" but did not disappear like a succubus.

At this moment, she remembered what the archbishop said and her own feelings at that time - while believers believed in God, God was also assimilating believers little by little.

From this perspective, the power of assimilation that he exerted by assimilating mortals into succubi was close to divine authority... But, which god's vassal would the succubus belong to?

But the assimilation of the succubus, the mother of monsters and the goddess of light seems to be different.

Her mind raced, and several possibilities came to her mind, but at the same time, countless new mysteries flooded her mind. If she were still in her body, she would surely be sweating profusely by now.

"Excuse me, Your Holiness, but I'm a little... a little overwhelmed by all this information..." Facing the somewhat puzzled gaze of the "cross-dressing" Pope, Sallelei gave a dry, wry smile, "So, you've changed from a man to a woman..."

"It's not a change from male to female," Zephiel III said, his expression strange for some reason. "I'm just gradually breaking free from the constraints of gender. Now I'm neither man nor woman. After all, 'angels' are genderless. Do you understand that?"

Wow, it turns out the succubus of the goddess of light is an angel.

"Thank you for your answer, Your Majesty." Sharlelei shrank her neck and said with a stiff upper lip, "Then...how will you test me, Your Majesty? Or will the Goddess test me?"

Zephir III looked at her carefully for a while, and Sharlene felt goosebumps all over her body, almost thinking that her true identity as a succubus was about to be exposed.

"No need." Finally, the mortal who was about to become an angel said, "Since you can appear here, it means that the goddess has recognized you. I just want to hear about your experiences recently... Is that okay?"

As he spoke, he gestured, and the cloud around Sharlene rose. "Let's sit down and talk, okay?"

Sallelei tried to sit on the cloud, which felt like a soft cushion. "Okay, okay..."

Then she subconsciously turned her head and glanced at the vortex of clouds hanging in the sky.

Did the Goddess of Light truly recognize this succubus? Or...

But under the golden sky, the pure white clouds were motionless, and only the floating ruins on the dome were slowly floating.

The gods were speechless, and this kingdom of God was also tainted with a bit of the decadent and dilapidated atmosphere of the human world. Even the holy light that was high above seemed inexplicably desolate and cold.

Volume 2: The Holy Silver Lily of the West: Chapter 203: Saint's Frenzy

At that moment, Shalelei told about her experience of "obtaining" the revelation from the goddess, fighting against the monsters in Yuequan Town, defeating Baron Volo along the way, digging out information from Coressa, and rushing to help Field.

Naturally, the matter of the succubus was kept secret. When it came to some inexplicable points, Salares simply put on a thick face and just shook her head and answered "I don't know" no matter what the cross-dressing Pope asked.

It was as if she herself didn't quite understand why she did that.