Succubus cannot be a saint

"Because she becomes your nemesis, she will look you in the eye and tell you she's going to kill you."

Volume 1: From Crazy Daughter to Saint: Chapter 68: Catapult Magic Crossbow

"Miss Vera Valindiya, are you okay?" Shalelei asked softly after the sobbing gradually subsided.

"I...I'm fine." A sniffling sound came from the mirror, and the girl said with all her might, "Thank goodness you came up with the excuse of magic teacher."

"An excuse?" Salares pursed her lips and smiled. "Why an excuse? Can't I just really want to learn catapult?"

"...You are a mage?" Vera Valindiya was stunned.

"Hmm. I just discovered a while ago that I have a talent for magic."

"You have a talent for magic?" The elf girl's voice suddenly rose in pitch and became a bit strange. "Did you just discover it not long ago?"

"If the mirror wasn't broken, I could demonstrate it to you right then and there." Sharlelei noticed something strange in her tone. "Is there a problem?"

"What's the problem? It's a great fortune to awaken your magical talent. I want to congratulate you." For some reason, the girl's voice suddenly turned cold. Shalelei was surprised by her sudden cold words.

This sentence was said as if...Vera Valindiya had no magical talent.

But how could that be possible? Her mother, the elven mage, had clearly written a textbook for her. Was it really necessary to go to the trouble of doing so for an ordinary person without magical talent?

"I didn't expect that this book my mother wrote for me... Although she couldn't finish it, it at least played a role... If you can use it to master some basic knowledge and become an apprentice, that wouldn't be bad."

Soon, Vera Valintia's voice came again, but with a hint of coldness and bitterness.

For a moment, Sharlele didn't know how to respond. She felt like no matter how she tried to comfort him, she'd probably say the wrong thing. So she simply changed the subject. "That's true. This book has been a great inspiration to me. I'm asking you for advice on catapultry so I can make something."

"Make something? What can catapult magic do?" Vera Valintiya's attention was indeed attracted.

"I want to create a weapon... powered by magic." Shalelei pondered for a moment, then said, "Using the propulsion provided by catapultry to launch arrows or projectiles. This way, there's no need to nock or string the arrow, and continuous firing can be achieved..."

As she spoke, the idea gradually became clear in her mind.

Judging from the structure of the magic lamp and the small windmill, they only need a rune base and a magic crystal to provide magic power to be combined into a small magic mechanism.

If this small magic mechanism is installed on a crossbow, wouldn't it be a crossbow that doesn't need to be wound? If a device similar to a magazine is made and installed on the crossbow, it can be used to fire continuously like a machine gun...

It seems that those monster tendons and skins don’t have to be used on crossbows, they can be used to make other things!

The more she thought about it, the more excited she became. She couldn't help but spill the beans on this idea to Vera Valindiya, omitting the machine gun and the monster part, of course.

And after she finished speaking, it was a while before Vera Valintia's voice rang out coldly.

"For every hundred magic apprentices, there is one fool like you. For every ten thousand official wizards, there is also one fool like you."

Salarei was startled, but she didn't get angry. Instead, she smiled and asked, "Is there any problem?"

"Of course, no problem." Vera Valindiya said coldly, "Those little toys, if you want, I can make you ten or twenty. But then what? What do you want to do with them? Arm an army, my noble lady?"

"Weapons are designed to be used by people, just as technology and tools exist to bring convenience and progress."

"...convenience...progress, ha." Vera Valindiya was silent for a moment, then sneered sharply, her voice piercing and sad. "Are you serious? You want to give this thing to ordinary people? Ordinary people without the ability to control magic? They can't even activate a light magic circle! Or do you want to gather a hundred magic apprentices, train them in archery, and then send them to the battlefield to die?"

After hearing this, the excitement in Shailelei's heart gradually cooled down.

She knew the elf girl was right. The biggest problem with arming her soldiers with catapult magic crossbows was that soldiers without magical talent couldn't operate such weapons.

While there were ways to allow ordinary people to manipulate magical items, the communication mirror in her hand was voice-activated, she had no idea how to construct a voice-activated magic circle, and even if she did, the cost of production would likely skyrocket to an unacceptable level.

But if this problem is not solved, then the catapult magic crossbow and even subsequent magic weapons will be nothing but pipe dreams.

Even if the soldiers do not have magic power, as long as they have the ability to control magic, they can solve this problem by relying on the crystals in their weapons for power, just like magic lamps.

"Not only does it take a spellcaster to use weapons, it also takes a spellcaster to make weapons. Where do so many spellcasters come from... No wonder magic in this world is just a toy for the nobles..." Sharlelei sighed secretly, but on the next moment, she thought of the magic lamp that needed to be activated by pulling out the battery.

What if the catapult magic crossbow was also made into a "battery-operated" type? At least that would solve the user's problem.

But at this moment, the elf girl on the other side of the mirror saw that she had been silent for a long time, and then spoke again: "I advise you to give up your ridiculous fantasy as soon as possible. Unless you are the goddess of magic herself, you can awaken the magical talent of each of your soldiers."

"...awaken the magical talent of every soldier?"

Just now, Sharlelei was still thinking about how to make the catapult magic crossbow into a battery-operated one, but after hearing these words, a light suddenly flashed in her mind!

It is obviously impossible to awaken the magic talent for every soldier, because the magic talent is a combination of "innate magic power" and "magic control ability".

But what if...she only awakened the "magic control ability" for the soldiers? Could she use the succubus's "blasphemous gift" to grant the soldiers the magic control ability?

Is this method feasible? The Gift of Blasphemy can indeed improve a certain attribute of the recipient. According to Sharlelei's experiments on Sally, Derek, and Isadore, the Gift of Blasphemy can improve physical attributes immediately.

Then...what about spiritual attributes? The ability to perceive and manipulate magic should be considered spiritual, right?

Sharlelei immediately thought of the human nuns she had bestowed with the Gift of Blasphemy... oh, now they were succubi. She remembered that what she had enhanced for them were mental attributes such as memory.

If the Gift of Blasphemy can enhance the ability to control magic, it means that I can mass-produce people with "half magical talent"... You know, a succubus can maintain many Gifts of Blasphemy at the same time, as long as she has enough magic power.

Now the soldiers can operate magic weapons without the clumsy method of "pulling batteries"!

As for the issue of crafting magic weapons also requiring a spellcaster... that could only be studied later. At least for now, she and the succubi could barely make up for it.

If everything goes well, then Sharlele is confident that she can arm a team of crossbowmen with the "Catapult Magic Crossbow".

Although there are still many problems to be solved before that - such as the range and lethality of the catapult technique, whether it is better or worse than ordinary crossbows, how to create the rune base for the catapult technique, and how to install it and the magic crystal on the crossbow...

But at least, there is hope for a breakthrough in the first big problem that has been bothering Sharlene.

Volume 1: From Crazy Daughter to Saint: Chapter 69: Don't be fooled by bad women

"Do you understand now? What you want to do is simply impossible. No one can change the current order of the magical world...if it is possible..."

Seeing that Salaret on the other side of the mirror fell into a long silence, as if she was hit by herself, Vera Valindiya's tone softened and there was a hint of apology.

But at this point, she was silent for a moment before continuing, "...if that were possible, many things that shouldn't have happened would not have happened."

Is there no one who can change the order of the magical world? Sharlene quietly felt her heartbeat gradually accelerating and smiled silently.

Things like this...how do you know if you don't try?

"No matter what, I have to thank you for teaching me magic, Miss Mirror." Salares said with a smile. The girl on the other side of the mirror suddenly became flustered, "What, what Miss Mirror! Why are you like that little girl with a problem in the brain..."

"But I still have some questions for you, about how to make the rune base..."

Upon hearing this, Miss Mirror fell silent for a long time. Then, her voice trembled as she spoke: "Okay, I understand. So you're one of those idiots who only appear among ten thousand. You won't listen to anything I say, right? You still want to be like that idiot, making your magic weapon, using magic to arm ordinary people..."

"No, if you teach me magic, I will naturally listen." Although she scolded her like that, Sharlene still did not take it as an offense, but smiled even more happily.

If the elf lady on the other side of the mirror could see the smile on her face, she would probably faint from anger.

"Go to hell!"

In the end, only this sentence popped out of the mirror, and the communication was cut off.

Sharlelei waited for a moment, then smiled and recited the mirror's activation words: "Villier."

Hey, I'm going to hit him again, just for fun.

The red light of the communication mirror flickered. After a few minutes, as Sharlele had expected, Vera Valindiya's voice rang out, trembling with anger. "What are you going to do now?"

"You haven't taught me how to make the rune base yet, teacher." Sharlelei said with a smile.

Hearing this, Miss Mirror suddenly let out a sharp burst of anger like a bird's cry, which woke up Isadore who was lying on Sallelei's lap and made her hit her head on her chest.

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"Silver is a metal with weak magical properties and is easy to obtain. Therefore, the rune bases of most simple magic items are made of silver or silver alloys. A better and more expensive magical material than silver is mithril..."

After Sharlele coaxed the little succubus to sleep, Miss Vera Valindiya's magic class finally began.

Her crisp, dry voice came through the mirror, without a single inflection. "The chisel used to carve the runes on the rune base also needs to be enchanted first, and enchantment requires crystal dust..."

I need crystal dust... It seems I need to dismantle a magic lamp and grind up the magic crystal inside to use as the material. As for the silver base, I can make it by melting silver... It's a bit painful, but it's the only way.

As Shailelei listened to the elf girl's explanation, her thoughts raced. When Vera Valindiya finished her explanation, she deliberately wanted to tease the girl, so she said with a smile, "Miss Mirror, why don't you ask me what I want to do with the armed army?"

"I don't ask." Miss Mirror said coldly.

"Just ask, ask." Sallelei smiled.

"Go to hell!" Miss Mirror shouted angrily, "I don't have time to care about what a fool wants to do!"

Yet you have the time to explain to a fool how to make a rune base... Sharlene's lips curled up as she continued, "I want to fight the monsters in the Black Forest. If possible, I'd like to explore the Black Forest further."

There was a bang in the mirror, as if the mirror fell to the ground. Soon, Vera Valintiya's sharp and cold voice sounded, "I understand. I think you want to die."

Sharlelei took her reaction to heart, but she smiled and changed the subject, "Ms. Mirror, when can I call you Velie?"

"Not even for a lifetime!" This time, Vera Valintia's voice rang out almost immediately, wrapped in sharp anger, almost breaking her voice.

"Then I'll call you Miss Mirror?"

"No."

"teacher?"

"No."

"Then why don't I call you Viliye?"

“No—” Vera Valindiya blurted out without thinking, but the next moment she realized she had been tricked and uttered another sharp bird-like cry, “…You, you die!”

"Sorry, sorry, I was just joking. I felt you were a bit nervous, so..."

"Oh? Really? I'm so sorry. So can we continue the lesson? I can't wait to teach you that knowledge so that you can take your people to die in the Black Forest." Vera Valintiya said coldly.

And Salaret just smiled and said, "I'm all ears."

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Before I knew it, it was late at night.

In a certain room, a gentle and sweet "Good night" came from the dark mirror. The girl watched its red light go out, and pursed her lips tightly, which were a little dry from speaking.

"Fool, idiot, idiot..." She cursed softly, her voice trembling. "What? I haven't said a single word I prepared. Why, why did I suddenly start teaching her all that stuff? I don't understand what's going on in this stupid woman's head..."

With the squeaking sound of wheels, she came to the table and looked at the scroll covered with rune structure diagrams and densely written annotations.

"Did you hear that? You...are all stupid women."

Then, a drop of water fell silently on the scroll.

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The next morning, Isadore woke up very early for the first time. When Sharlele opened her eyes, she saw the little succubus curled up beside her pillow, staring at her with a pair of bright red eyes, just like a sulking cat.

"...What's wrong?" Sallelei was a little amused, while Isadore's little tail stuck out from the hem of her skirt, pointing at the mirror in the air with a wary look on her face.

"Sister Sasha, you can't..." Isadore hesitated, not knowing what to say for a moment. But thinking of what Ophelin often said to her, "Don't be fooled by bad people", the little succubus suddenly blurted out, "Don't be fooled by bad women!"

Sallelei was stunned for a moment, then rubbed her hair with a mixture of laughter and tears, and flicked the little heart on the tip of her tail. Isaac was so scared that she screamed "Eeh" and protected her tail tightly.

Can't be deceived by bad women?

It’s not certain who is the bad woman between me and Miss Mirror!

On this point, Sharlelei was quite self-aware. But looking at the alert Isadore, she turned her eyes and rubbed the little succubus's head with a smile, "Isadore, can I give you another task?"

"...Mission?" Isadore raised her head warily and looked into Sharlele's eyes.

For some reason, when she heard this word, she felt a little resentful.

Mission, mission... What she wanted to hear from Sister Sasha wasn't a mission, but... what was it? Isadore was suddenly stunned. In her hazy state, she instinctively wanted to be with Sister Sasha forever, never to be apart. She didn't want anything to disturb them, whether it was a mission or that annoying Miss Mirror.

Just like now, looking at her own image reflected in those gentle purple eyes, Isadore felt something bitter flowing out of her heart.

Although I was reflected in those eyes, what they saw was the town.

But... there's nothing I can do about it. Isadore desperately told herself that Sister Sasha was a saint, a noble, a lord. She had to protect the town and everyone. It couldn't be helped that she couldn't be with me...

But once the monsters were driven back and the town was safe, Sister Sasha wouldn't be so busy anymore, right? And when that day came, wouldn't I be able to have her all to myself? Yes, if I could help more, that day would come sooner...

Thinking of this, a secret joy and anticipation quietly rose in the little succubus's heart. She couldn't help but smile, and at this time, Sallelei's voice rang out again.

"You have a good relationship with the mountain folk, right? Now that Ophelin can't leave, and the Lord's Mansion is promoting trade between the townspeople and the mountain folk...would you please help your sister maintain order? Besides encouraging everyone to trade with the mountain folk more often, you should also encourage them to get along well and not fight..."

As Shalelei spoke, she combed the little succubus's soft golden hair. Isadore opened her eyes wide and blinked like a little fox. "Then...where's my reward?"

"award?"

But this time, the little fox had met an old fox. Sharla leaned in closer, watching the girl's cheeks grow redder and redder. Then, she slowly reached out her hand, slid it down her face, and gently hooked the neckline of the little succubus's nightgown, causing her to shudder. Then, her fingertips slowly rested on her thigh, lightly tickling it as if teasingly.

Isadore swallowed, her body stiff as a stone. She stared at the pair of purple eyes that were getting closer and closer. Her mind went blank and her skin became hot involuntarily.

Suddenly, a pair of rosy lips suddenly occupied her entire vision. Isadore screamed and closed her eyes, but the next moment, a soft kiss was imprinted on her cheek.