Succubus cannot be a saint

Du Mudan glanced at her, her mouth twitched, and she said nothing.

Half an hour later, Sharlelei finally managed to break away from the fanatical believers and walked into the church with the poisonous peony. The succubus nun Heidi immediately greeted her with a smile: "Saint Lady."

Sharlele nodded and briefly asked about the situation in the church. Heidi stood beside her and answered her questions respectfully.

Like Moon Springs, the enchantment process in Graystone was proceeding smoothly. Following the instructions Sharlelei had left before leaving Field, the succubus nuns, under various pretexts like "choirs" and "novice nuns," dragged women one by one into the abyss of depravity.

Under the seductive preaching of the succubus nuns, more and more ordinary people have become captives of the succubus. Now, even if the nuns accidentally reveal the characteristics of a succubus occasionally, no one will notice.

As for bread and "holy water", they are used to attract people to listen to sermons.

"Holy water?" Charlotte's eyes turned, and she reached out to Heidi to ask for a bottle of holy water. She put it under her nose and sniffed it, with a strange look on her face.

Although human noses cannot smell it, she could smell a familiar scent from it - it was a sweet fragrance that belonged only to succubus.

This holy water is probably not simple.

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I hope this chapter won't be taken away by Shen He (praying)

Volume 3: The Faith Revolution of the Succubus Saint: Chapter 233: Kressa's Wonderful Experiment

While Heidi was speaking, Poison Peony was secretly observing her.

The nun's uniform Heidi wore was different from ordinary nun's uniform. Not only did it reveal her slender white neck, but the bra was also specially cut to highlight the woman's full breasts. The slit of the long skirt also went all the way to the thighs, revealing her slender legs wrapped in white stockings.

Not only Heidi, but all the nuns in the churches of Yuequan Town and Huishi Town were also dressed in this beautiful and charming way.

"It was Coresa who came up with the idea of ​​holy water. This little bitch is really hardworking." Heidi giggled, her crimson eyes full of charming teasing.

When she heard Coresa's name, Du Mudan's eyebrows couldn't help but twitch.

Sallelei sniffed the "holy water" gently and said thoughtfully, "So that's how it is. If you let your followers drink this stuff, even if they don't listen to the sermon, they will be enchanted..."

"That's not all, Saint. Didn't you issue the 'Purification Decree' last year? That little bitch then took advantage of the situation and asked us to make many kinds of holy water, selling them to believers at cost price—some for drinking, some to add to bath water and face wash. When believers come to the church to pray, we also use holy water to baptize them..."

Heidi covered her mouth and chuckled softly, her eyes sparkling with a charming light. "Even if they don't drink it directly, our charm will seep into their bodies through their skin..."

Sharlelei hadn't expected that all these evil ideas were actually thought up by Kressa. One could only say that as a cultist of the Nightmare Cult, she was indeed quite skilled at drug infiltration...

"Take me to her."

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Soon, Sharlele saw Kressa in the laboratory. She wore a dog leather collar and was busy at a table filled with bottles and jars. The room was filled not with the bitter aroma of herbs, but with the familiar body scent of a succubus.

This cultist of the Nightmare Cult was wearing a simple robe and concentrating on preparing medicine.

"Saint...Lady Saint!" As soon as she saw Salarei, Coresa's eyes lit up and her voice became more charming.

"I heard from Heidi that you made the 'holy water'?" Shalelei said with a smile, while Du Mudan frowned, feeling quite disgusted with Coresa's flattering attitude.

"Yes... yes! I, I added some special ingredients to the holy water to make it easier for the succubus masters to corrupt this town..." After receiving the praise from the Saint, Kressa's face flushed with joy.

"Oh? What's the special ingredient?"

"It's the... body fluids of the succubus masters..." Kressa stammered in a low voice, "I, I've studied it... The body fluids of the succubus masters naturally have a charming effect and are an excellent raw material for medicine. Even if they are not taken directly, they can still be effective through skin contact..."

She became increasingly excited, ignoring the darkening complexion of Du Mudan, her cheeks flushing a strange blush. "After research, I discovered that, for some reason, the succubus's bodily fluids have a remarkable effect on women, and are even somewhat... addictive..."

For some reason, the succubus's fluid was particularly effective on women. Sharlele knew it, probably because of her being the "Original Succubus." But...

"...What's the deal with addiction?" Shalelei felt helpless and subconsciously pursed her lips, moving her tongue.

Does it mean that the fluids in your body are hallucinogenic drugs?

"Please, please don't misunderstand!" Coresa waved her hands quickly. "It's just that it will cause a certain degree of dependence. Its addictiveness is much weaker than alcohol and will not cause any harm to the body. It's just..." As she spoke, her cheeks became redder and redder. "It will just increase sensitivity and make you want to feel more and more comfortable...that's all..."

That's not bad, that's not bad... Salaret felt relieved and looked her up and down. "How do you know so much?"

"Because, because... I experimented on myself..." Coresa's breathing gradually became heavy. She subconsciously clamped her legs together, and her eyes kept glancing at Sharlene's moist lips. "Um, Saint, can you give me a 'reward'? Master Marianne ordered me to be patient for three days. I haven't received a 'reward' in a long time. I can't bear it any longer..."

"Okay." Sallelei chuckled. "Go talk to Marianne and ask them to give you a reward. Just tell them that I allow it."

Kressa was overjoyed, a charming smile spreading across her face. Then, as if she had just discovered the poisonous peony, she asked, "Lady Saint, who is this...?"

Poison Peony's face turned completely black. It was not known whether it was because she saw Coresa in such a miserable state, or because someone had touched her cheeks and forehead with the succubus's saliva - maybe it was both.

"Let me introduce you." Salaret bowed slightly, solemnly introducing her. "This is Madam Poison Peony, a priest of the Nightmare Cult... and your superior."

Salare's gloating voice echoed in the unusually quiet room. Poison Peony's face became even more gloomy, and she stared at her as if she wanted to eat Coresa alive.

Coresa's cheeks turned pale. She forgot all about the reward, the succubus's saliva, and Master Marianne. She looked at the "boss" in front of her with trembling legs.

Du Mudan clenched her fists tightly and stared at the huddled cultist. Many expressions flashed through her eyes in an instant - fear, anger, shame... but it finally ended in a long sigh of loss.

"Forget it, forget it." She sighed, "I am also a prisoner of the succubus now. What right do I have to scold you?"

Seeing that the murderous aura on Poison Peony had faded a little, Koressa recklessly leaned forward again and said, "Um... Master Poison Peony, I am now serving the succubus masters on a voluntary basis. They have taught me many joyful things. Why don't you also..."

Poison Peony roared: "Get out of here!"

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In the end, Sharlelei left the laboratory with the exhausted Poison Peony.

From Heidi, she also learned that Kressa was not only the succubus's "pet," but also the church's pharmacist. Besides researching that unreliable holy water, she also performed her job of treating patients and saving lives.

Of course, there was no pay, because all this was what she was supposed to do, her "atonement" for being a cult member.

As for those people in Volo Castle who were fed the drug by her and have become shallow dream servants, Sharlele currently has no good way to deal with them - as Coresa said, there is no antidote for this drug.

If a succubus becomes a shallow dream servant, Sharlene can use her "authority" as the lord of the succubus to sneak into their dreams and forcibly cut off the connection, but for ordinary people, there is nothing she can do for the time being.

However, shallow dream servants will not be affected by the dream catcher. They will just have some excess mental energy stolen by the dream catcher during sleep. This will not interfere with their daily life and work. So Sharlelei put this matter aside for the time being and planned to deal with it after she learned more about the dream catcher.

In the afternoon, the church began to preach again. Poison Peony and Salares listened to Heidi's beautiful voice in the next room.

But soon, Poison Peony felt something was wrong, because this succubus was actually using a sermon infused with the power of charm...

...educate male believers not to drink excessively, not to beat or scold their wives and daughters, and not to regard violence as a sign of masculinity?

The more Poison Peony listened, the more bewildered she became. Beside her, Shalelei burst out laughing, her body shaking with laughter. Poison Peony looked at her in bewilderment and bewilderment: "Why...why are you succubi talking about this?"

"Why not?" Charlene winked at her playfully, then sat down on the bench with her knees hugged. "Do you think that besides exercising mind control over the townspeople, all we evil succubi do is indulge in daytime sexual activity?"

Du Mudan turned away awkwardly. To be honest, that's exactly what she thought...

"Even if they become succubi, they are still nuns. What they have to do remains the same: confession, repentance, almsgiving..." Salare said softly, "Because of this, they have seen many... helpless things."

"Husbands violently targeting their wives and children, pathetic drunkards who drink all day, women who have no choice but to sell their bodies... But now it's different. We have the power to make a change. So why not do it?"

"So you want to... change the world just like this?" said Poison Peony.

"Of course not. We can only persuade people now, but persuasion alone is meaningless. Do you know what is the most effective way to change people's minds?"

"...Mind control?"

Salaret giggled, her laughter was bright and unrestrained, and a small flame suddenly appeared in Du Mudan's heart, but when she looked at the girl's smile, she was stunned again, and the anger disappeared without a trace.

Why is she smiling like that? Isn't that what she does?

The next moment, Shalelei's laughter stopped. She stared at Du Mudan and said word by word:

"No, it isn't. The most effective way to change people's minds is to change their lives."

Volume 3: The Faith Revolution of the Succubus Saint: Chapter 234: Assimilation of the Poison Peony

Sharlene hugged her slender knees and stared at her sideways, her long light flaxen hair flowing gently over her slender legs wrapped in white stockings.

"As long as people are bound to the land by plows and hoes, their minds will not change. Even if they can be brainwashed, it will only be a castle in the air, disconnected from life, a meaningless illusion."

"Technology, industry, law, aristocracy... I want to change everything. Of course, I'll also add a little bit of our succubus's 'tricks'."

When the girl said this, she smiled mischievously again. Du Mudan stared blankly at her profile, which was illuminated by the candlelight. Countless thoughts swirled in her mind, and many words rolled through her throat, but in the end, she could only say blankly, "You...you are not from the Black Cabinet."

It's not a question, it's a statement.

"Really?" Salares's smile was so nonchalant that it almost looked like she deserved a beating. "I never said I was from the Black Ark."

Du Mudan stared at her blankly, then sighed with relief.

Yes. It didn't matter anymore. Whether this succubus belonged to the Black Ark or not, it didn't matter anymore. Rather, the moment I saw this town, I should have understood that she had nothing to do with the Black Ark filled with lunatics.

Poison Peony listened quietly to the sermon coming from across the wall, and suddenly laughed.

If these succubi had appeared in this world twenty or thirty years earlier, then perhaps she would not have been sold to the pharmacist's workshop just to buy some money for alcohol for the vulgar man at home.

In that case, there might be one less evil cultist in the world, and one more ordinary person living a life that is not so perfect, but not so bad either.

"If I answer your proposal now, will it be too late?" she asked suddenly.

"It's never too late to answer." The girl replied.

Poison Peony suddenly smiled. She took off her human skin mask and gloves, revealing half of her face that was burned by the potion and her shocking hands.

"I promise you. Please turn me into a succubus." She said word by word.

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"Is it okay?"

"You can open your eyes now."

Hearing Sharlelei's voice, Du Mudan took a deep breath and slowly opened her eyes.

The face of the black-haired woman was reflected in the mirror in front of him, and the first thing that caught her black eyes was her smooth and flawless white skin - but only half of it.

Curved horns sprouted from her smooth black hair, and her translucent skin shone with a crystal-like sheen. However, a faint red mark covered the other half of her cheek, dividing her nose. The red skin felt dry and hard, dotted with a lipless mouth and pale eyeballs sunken in their sockets...

Poison Peony slowly raised her hands. Her skin also showed light red marks from being burned. There were no nails and her flesh was crusted with blood.

"I'm sorry." Sharlene's voice came from beside her. The girl deliberately took two steps back to avoid her face appearing in the mirror. "I didn't expect... even if I became a succubus, I couldn't repair such severe burns..."

Staring at her own face, Du Mudan raised her hand and touched it gently. A vivid touch came from the nerves of her originally numb fingertips - yes, the feeling in her hands returned.

Not only that, she felt countless colorful colors pouring into her eyes, as well as countless sounds—the subtle sound of the wind, the sound of the sermon, the audience's prayers, coughs, and countless smells—the smell of wood, the smell of dust, the smell of candles, and the body fragrance of the girl beside her...

The entire world seemed to reveal its true form before her. Only now did she suddenly realize how wonderful and colorful this world was. Her body became exceptionally light, her senses became exceptionally sharp, and even her spirituality experienced a significant growth.

What the maid said was true. Becoming a succubus...was actually such a wonderful, such a pleasurable thing. Compared to a succubus, as a human, I felt as dull as if all my seven orifices were clogged with mud.

But even so... her scars still didn't completely disappear.

"As expected... I was reborn in the blink of an eye. Scars that had accumulated for over a decade disappeared in an instant. This kind of thing... can only happen in dreams."

The succubus in the mirror suddenly smiled - this time, the two halves of her face pursed their mouths together, revealing a smile that could truly be called a smile.

Although his scars had not healed completely, they were much better than the horrible brown burns he had before.

She rubbed her fingers together gently, and the mask that once covered her face turned into shatters.

"But...it doesn't matter. I know I'm a cultist who has harmed many people. Let these scars remain on me to remind me of the sins I committed in the past."

She said softly, turning her head, her half-red, half-pale eyes staring at the girl behind her without blinking.

"Furthermore, I want to see what you're talking about... a reality as beautiful as a dream, exactly like this. If that reality also has a place for me... then I'm willing to give it my all."

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In this way, the second former cultist of the Nightmare Cult and the second pharmacist arrived in Sharlele's territory.

As a former apprentice at the Apothecary Workshop and a traitor who had been lurking within the Church of Plenty for several years, Poison Peony's knowledge of medicine and medical skills were undoubtedly even more advanced than Kressa's. With her addition, coupled with the synergy of divine magic, Sharlelei's confidence in the development of the territory's medical technology was greatly increased.

At the same time, following Isadore's realm of light and Granny's realm of nature, Sharlele also mastered the divine arts of the third realm - the realm of dreams.

For her next plan, dream magic is of utmost importance.

After assimilating the poisonous peony, Sharlele held her breath and waited for a moment. The sleeping "Dream Lord" served by the Nightmare Cult did not react at all, which made her feel somewhat relieved.

After that, Sharlele returned to Volo Castle with Poison Peony, but Villie was no longer there.

"Miss Vera Valindiya... has already gone back." The succubus maid looked at Shailelei's slightly furrowed brows and said cautiously, "She sat in the castle for a while, drank a cup of tea, and then returned to the tower..."

After a pause, the maid continued, "Saint Lady, are you angry? Because Miss Vera Valindiya didn't wait for you to come back..."

Sharlelei was a bit amused and confused. "What's going on? Why am I so angry? She has her own job. Why does she have to wait here for me?"

But soon her eyes turned, and she immediately came up with a plan. She left the succubus maid and turned away.

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Willie wearily put down her pen, supported her heavy head, and examined the complex formulas written all over the scroll.