Succubus cannot be a saint

So why does Sally, knowing that she is in a dream, still sink into this cycle from hope to despair over and over again?

The answer is already there.

Sally lay down on the bed and closed her eyes. The small gray room began to vibrate, and light gradually appeared outside the originally gray window, as if dawn was about to come and the next dream cycle was about to begin again.

"Let's meet in the garden, sister."

The girl, who was as broken as a plaster statue, spoke softly and closed her blue eyes.

But she waited for a moment, and the dream did not change as she wished. She still stayed at the bottom of this nightmare, in this small gray room.

As for the reason why the dream had stagnated, Shalelei naturally knew it well - it was undoubtedly this "foreign object" herself.

The original operation of the dream was like gears interlocking with each other, but since she became a "small stone" stuck in the gears, the operation of the dream was inevitably hindered.

Sally opened her eyes again, her azure pupils filled with confusion. Suddenly, she seemed to realize something, her petite body trembling slightly, and she slowly turned her gaze to Shailelei, who was standing beside her bed with a half-smile on her face.

The girl stood by the room's single, small window, the morning light outside seeming frozen. The sun froze in that moment, never rising, never setting, yet just enough to illuminate the girl's light flaxen hair. In the shadows, her crystal-clear, shimmering purple eyes were filled with a smile.

"Hello, Sally." She brushed her hair away from her ears and smiled brightly.

Sally's eyes widened slightly, and the expression on her face changed several times, as if she couldn't believe that the person standing before her was actually Sallelei. After a long while, she muttered in a dreamy voice, "Saint... Sister? Is it you, Saint Sister? Is it really you?"

"It's me, Sally." Sharlene walked over to her and gently stroked her forehead lovingly. "It's me. I'm here to rescue you."

"Save me?" Sally shook her head in confusion. "Sister Saint, I can't get out. I know my illness is incurable. Although you cured me, it's only temporary. I... I still can't get better."

"Are you still taking care of me? Thank you, Saint Sister, but... there's no need." Sally moved her body, as if to reach out, but now her body was only a bare torso, so how could she move at all? She only trembled in vain, and the sound of chains rang out.

"I... I should have died a long time ago, and I won't see the next day's sunrise. But, just before I die, I can still be with my sister in this dream... I am already satisfied, Saint Sister, thank you... As long as I am gone, my sister will be free, free to do whatever she wants. She is very powerful, a powerful knight, and she will definitely lead the troops under you, become an officer, and become a general..."

The girl mumbled in her sleep, a blush suddenly appearing on her face. She smiled dreamily, "I just want... my sister to give me something I used when I was alive... Ah, why not wait until I die and have her cut off a lock of my hair... Let her carry it with her forever... and never forget it until she dies..."

As she spoke, she seemed to be immersed in this wonderful, self-abuse ending, and even giggled out loud. Her small chest trembled, and the chains around her heart shook.

Gradually, the girl's childish yet twisted laughter faded, and a hint of confusion appeared in her eyes. "Saint Sister, what's wrong with you? Why haven't you spoken?"

Salaret said nothing, examining her face carefully.

The little girl's fair cheeks were covered with a hazy blush. On countless sleepless nights due to illness, she curled up in this seriously ill body that made it difficult for her to even lift her arms. How did this scarred young soul chew over the life script she had written for herself over and over in despair to comfort her dying life?

If you don't imagine what will happen after you die, you will not be able to endure the relentless pressure of illness, and you will not be able to resist the deep fear brought by death.

"I understand, I understand, Sally." Sharlene gently stroked Sally's pale and cold face like plaster, but the smile on her face became more and more cheerful.

"Your memory only stops at the night a few months ago when you fell ill again. Even in this lucid dream, you still believe that you are still wandering in that feverish night, waiting for the dawn to come and your life to come to an end, right?"

Looking at Sally's frightened and confused eyes, Sharlelei smiled even sweeter.

"But you know what, Sally? Your illness has been cured for a long time."

Volume 3: The Faith Revolution of the Succubus Saint: Chapter 227: Emerging from the Cocoon into a Butterfly

Sally looked at her blankly, speechless.

...My disease is cured?

These casual words echoed in her ears, like thunder, making her dizzy.

"I'm cured? I'm cured?" She kept repeating, her expression becoming increasingly frantic. "I'm cured? Then, then why, then why am I here? Why am I trapped in this dream? Sister Saint, what's wrong with me? I...what's wrong with me?"

Sally stared at Sallelei without blinking, feeling surprised and happy, but also feeling an indescribable sense of funny and disbelief.

Could it be that fate had truly let her off? How could this be possible? She had clearly, clearly, been prepared to finally untie the shackles she had tied around her sister. How could fate have played such a cruel joke on her?

"Is it true now, Sister Saint? Am I really... am I really cured?" She asked repeatedly. Sally gently stroked her hair. "Yes, Sally, you felt it then, right? After accepting my 'blessing', your body is slowly getting better..."

After a brief hesitation, she told Sally the most important things that had happened since then: the Nightmare Cult's medicine, the cultists in Greystone Town... and even the dream web she was trapped in.

Sally was stunned by what she heard, her little heart a turmoil. She was both happy and shocked. Happy that her body was actually recovering, that fate hadn't been so cruel as to deprive her of all hope; and shocked that she had been unconscious for so long—in her little mind, it felt as if time had stopped on the night she fainted from the effects of the drug.

But after that storm that turned her heart upside down, it was followed by great sadness and comedy, and she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

The young girl was lying on the bed, laughing wildly, her little face full of trance and madness. Her small body, broken like plaster, was shaking violently, making the countless chains connected to her heart rattle.

Joy, shock, ridicule, emptiness...all kinds of emotions washed over Sally's heart, and even this little dream began to shake!

With a snap, a statue of Durrena beside the bed collapsed, and the chain connected to Sally's heart broke. Sally struggled to raise her neck, and raised her head little by little, her big watery eyes filled with a crazy and determined look.

"I want to get out of this dream, Saint Sister..." Her voice seemed to be burning with fire, "I want to see my sister. I... I want to tell her that I don't care about fate or script. I want to be with her... This time, no matter what happens, I want her by my side, forever and ever..."

As he was speaking, there were two more snapping sounds, the two statues collapsed, the chains broke, and Sally's small body straightened up a little, as if she would jump up from the small bed in the next moment and break free from all restraints.

But just at that moment, the morning light outside the dream cottage window suddenly dimmed, the sounds of wind, rain, and thunder filled the air, and Sally's mother's wild laughter actually pierced through the window! Suddenly, countless gaps appeared in the wall, and a gurgling black poisonous soup poured into the cottage, instantly submerging the floor.

It was as if the dream itself was preventing Sally from leaving!

With a loud bang, and another loud noise, the ceiling of the cabin suddenly cracked, and a large pale face rushed in instantly, and black poisonous soup fell like rain, pouring on Sally.

"You can't go anywhere! You were born with this sick body, a burden to the entire family! You are destined to spend your entire life bedridden, suffering countless pains, torturing yourself and your loved ones!"

The face screamed wildly, the wind blew violently, and the poisonous rain poured down, but somehow, the face that should have belonged to Sally's mother changed like water waves and turned into Sally herself.

That was all the hatred and resentment that filled the girl's heart, all the self-pity. She hated her mother, her grandfather, and even more so, herself for being a burden to her sister.

Sally stared at her own face reflected on the ceiling, her face pale and her whole body trembling. The statues of Durrenna beside the bed, which had exploded into pieces, suddenly took shape again amidst the earth-shaking tremors. The shattered chains also reappeared and pierced Sally's heart...

But at this moment, amid the howling of thunder and wind, a gentle and charming voice said lightly: "Sally, do you want to be with your sister forever?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everything fell silent. Sally on the bed and the face on the ceiling turned their heads simultaneously, four bright blue eyes fixed on Sharlelei!

Under Sally's gaze, Shalelei smiled sweetly, and a pair of dark golden horns grew from her head. With a whoosh, a pair of jet-black leather wings spread out behind her. The originally holy face of the girl was instantly filled with evil and demonic nature.

"You know, Sally..." The Succubus King smiled sweetly at the young girl, "Your sister made a wish for me. She hopes that you can become healthy and that she can be with you forever... and the price she paid is -"

"—She and you, together, will become succubi, and together, my loyal followers."

silence.

The hut in the dream was completely silent. Even the wind, rain and poison were frozen in the air. Only the enchanting and evil succubus queen was whispering.

"She told me that she has nothing left. She only has you, and you only have her. In that case, wouldn't it be fine if the two of you fell into succubus together? Don't you know, Sally? Your sister has already fallen into demonhood with you just to live with you."

Snapped.

A soft sound.

A statue of Durrenna shattered silently, and a chain broke into pieces.

The next moment, the sound of explosions rang out one after another. In a flash, all the statues of Durrena on the ground were shattered, and the chains connecting Sally's heart were also shattered!

At this moment, there was only a dark purple chain that stretched all the way to the window, intact.

"My sister and I... turned into monsters?" Sally muttered to herself, unable to believe it was true. Turned into monsters, turned into monsters...

In an instant, a huge wave of astonishment and ecstasy drowned her!

And in Sally's eyes, an enchanting pink-purple light wrapped around the girl's body. The pink light gathered together like a cocoon, turning Sally into a pink ball of light.

Then, the ball of light shattered, and before her appeared the girl's smooth, new body.

Two horns, enormous compared to her size, protruded from either side of the girl's head, their golden hair tangled around them. The girl blinked her crimson eyes softly, staring at her hands in disbelief.

Her skin was fair and rosy, full of health, and her limbs were filled with endless cleansing power. She was completely different from her former self who had always been as fragile as a dead branch.

At this moment, Sally finally felt the reality of being alive and the wonderful taste of life.

"This is... me?" She muttered dizzily, slowly standing up from the bed. When she saw Sallelei, her expression suddenly melted like honey, revealing a charming and evil smile that was definitely not that of a young girl.

"Thank you, Saint Lady..."

"If you want to thank someone, thank your sister." Salares reached out her hand, and the reborn little succubus gracefully took her hand and jumped off the bed on tiptoe. Salares took advantage of the situation and pulled her into her arms, lightly touching the girl's lips with her fingertips.

"I agree. From now on, you two sisters will live together forever, but don't forget, you two..."

"I understand. My sister and I are both your loyal followers, Saint..."

Sally blinked her eyelashes, her rosy eyes looking charming and intoxicated.

Volume 3: The Faith Revolution of the Succubus Saint: Chapter 228: Knighthood

Salaret's fingers moved down along the girl's delicate lips and hooked the purple chain around her heart.

Unlike the black chain attached to Durrena's statue, this purple chain seemed to connect to the dream itself. It was undoubtedly the embodiment of Sally's connection to the dreamcatcher.

Sharlene moved her mind, and a wonderful feeling arose spontaneously - as if Sally's entire spirit was under her control. She grabbed the chain and pulled it lightly, pulling it off the girl's chest.

"The Dreamcatcher was created by forcibly aggregating the mental energy of many individuals. However, the mental energy of its members is not consistent with each other, resulting in extreme instability..."

"But when I came into contact with Sally's mind, I found that her mental fluctuations were very consistent with mine, and I could easily control her. Is this because she is my succubus and I am the ruler of succubi?"

In an instant, many thoughts emerged from Sharlene's mind. She thought for a moment, and then thought:

"Sally was weak and ill, so when she took the Nightmare Cult's medicine, she accidentally fell into a deep sleep and became a deep dream servant."

"In other words, even if a normal person takes Kressa's drug, they will only become a shallow dream servant, only connecting to the dreamcatcher during sleep. Their daily lives will not be affected, and they won't even know the dreamcatcher exists."

"I can control Sally's mental power to a certain extent. Does that mean I can replace Sally and become the Dreamcatcher's 'Light Dream Servant'...?"

As soon as this thought came to her mind, Shailelei almost scared herself.

Is it too bold and unrealistic to actually jump into a dream catcher on your own initiative?

But on closer inspection, this didn't seem entirely dangerous. Firstly, there were a large number of shallow dream servants, and they might be ordinary people infiltrated by the Nightmare Cult, and they were unaware of the existence of the Dream Catcher.

In order to avoid attracting attention, the Nightmare Cult only borrowed the excess mental energy of the unconscious state of the shallow dream servants, so as not to cause any damage to their mental and physical health. Otherwise, if the matter got out of hand, the Dream Catcher Project would sooner or later be exposed under the noses of the Seven Gods Church.

Moreover, due to the current instability of the Dream Catcher, the Nightmare Cult cannot use it to reversely control the minds of the dream servants, so there is no need to worry about one's own mental safety for the time being.

Therefore, not only will their mental strength not be greatly depleted, but they will never think that "someone will disguise themselves as a shallow dream servant and spy on the dream catcher"!

With her thoughts racing, Sharlelei had already made up her mind. Under Sally's astonished gaze, she connected the purple chain to her chest.

After doing all this, she lowered her head and smiled sweetly at Sally.

"Let's go out and find your sister."

..............................

"Connected!"

In the dimly lit ritual formation, Poison Peony suddenly roared. Durenna took a deep breath, her heart finally at ease. She asked anxiously, "Lady Saint... How are Lady Saint and Sally doing?"

"I've found her. We'll pull them out right away," Du Mudan said solemnly, concentrating her mind and beginning to cast a spell. A moment later, Sally, lying unconscious in bed, suddenly stirred and slowly opened her eyes. Her demonic red pupils blinked, revealing Durenna's face, filled with surprise and delight.

"Sally!"

The usually dignified and cold succubus knight screamed, and without caring about any magic circle, she threw herself directly on Sally, hugged her tightly in her arms, and burst into tears.

Feeling the petite and soft body in her arms, Durenna cried and laughed at the same time, feeling as if she was in a dream. She couldn't believe what she saw. She hugged Sally and cried for a long time, then pressed the girl's shoulders and looked at her carefully, and then hugged her in her arms and cried bitterly.

After waking up from the dream, Sally was finally able to meet her sister. Naturally, she was very excited and lay in her sister's arms crying. The two sisters didn't know how long they cried until their clothes on their chests were wet with tears, and then they stopped crying.

Looking at the two sisters sobbing in surprise, Du Mudan lowered her head slightly, her heart was sad, and her eyes were slightly red. She couldn't help but think: If I had such a sister to rely on when I was kicked out of the pharmacy and begging on the street, what would my fate be now?

After Durenna and Sally had cried enough, they heard Sharlelei say with a leisurely laugh, "You've met your sisters, and now you've forgotten about me again. It's really sad."

Durenna's cheeks flushed, and she suddenly woke up. Looking at Salares who had opened her eyes, her eyes immediately became moist again. She stammered, not knowing what to say.

"Saint Sister, thank you, I..." Sally bit her lip, tears glistening in her crimson eyes. She was a sensitive person, and seeing that Sallelei was pale and her breathing was a little uneven, as if she was injured, she felt even more guilty.

"Okay, stop talking. If you continue, I'll start crying again, and I can't stand it." Charlotte waved her hand.

"Master..." Durenna, noticing Sally's unusual behavior, managed to utter a sentence filled with mixed emotions. Upon hearing this address, Sally's expression suddenly changed, with jealousy, surprise, anger, and bewilderment flashing across her face.

"Ah... that, Sally, no, no..." Durenna also realized the inappropriateness of her wording. She didn't dare to look directly into her sister's eyes and turned her head away shyly.

Sally looked at her sister's shy little girl-like expression, and jealousy suddenly flared up in her little heart. The dark flame licked her, causing her to grab her sister's clothes fiercely, "No... No! Saint Sister told me in her dream, sister, you... You are mine! You belong to me! You should call me master!"

Durenna was startled, her eyes wide open, and Du Mudan started coughing due to a stifled cough. Only Salare was enjoying the fun and giggling.

"Lord... Saint... Saint Lady!" Durenna hurriedly changed her tone and looked at Salares blankly, while Salares also looked at her with a smile. "Isn't it great? Or do you not want to be your sister's property?"

"No, I..." Durenna was at a loss, but when she saw her sister's beautiful little face that was intertwined with greed and jealousy, and her red eyes burning with flames, she was stunned for a moment, and her whole heart seemed to soften gradually.

Hadn't I come all this way to this day just to be with Sally? When I accepted the Master's gift, hadn't I already decided to live with Sally forever, even if it meant becoming a monster...

Now, this wish... has come true.

"I... I think... I do..." Durenna murmured, feeling a burning sensation in her chest. Looking at her sister's face, it no longer mattered whether the flames in her heart were of family affection or not. She only knew that they licked at her heart fiercely, as if to melt it, to melt it into the words that now emanated from her mouth.

"I do, Sally, let's stay together forever, never separate, just like when we were little..." The female knight's eyes were filled with tears. She hugged Sally tightly and repeated passionately in her ear.