Succubus cannot be a saint

One after another, beautiful women flashed before her eyes. Granny felt her mouth dry and a hot current suddenly rose from the depths of her lower abdomen. It was as if she had fallen into a dream and could no longer distinguish between the dream and reality.

"Ha ha……"

Soft laughter rang out from the group of succubi, and a girl with long flaxen hair walked out, and the succubi stood respectfully in two rows behind her, like ministers making way for the queen.

Then, Sharlene raised her arms slightly and placed her hands on Granny's cheeks.

"Come on, Sister Granny, give yourself to me. This is our agreement, our 'exchange,' isn't it? Using your own body, your heart, and your soul in exchange for the safety and future of the entire mountain tribe. It's a good deal, right?"

The girl's voice scratched Granny's heart like a feather. She stared blankly at the smiling girl in front of her, the unbearable fire slowly spreading from her lower abdomen to every part of her body.

Regret, panic, fear, these emotions had disappeared without her noticing. She felt like she was immersed in a basin of hot water, and even thinking was difficult for her.

Gradually, the brown-skinned priestess raised her hand, trying to grab Salares's slender hand, but with a burst of playful laughter and a fragrant breeze, the succubus queen had already left, and the one who appeared in front of Granny was a little girl with golden pigtails.

The last thing Granny saw was Isadore's delicate and soft lips opening and closing.

"It's okay, Aunt Granny. Becoming a succubus is a very happy thing. You will definitely love the feeling of being a succubus. Come, become Sister Sasha's follower and be reborn..."

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When Granny opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was the sunlight coming in through the window.

"It's already...dawn?"

She turned over and sat up, finding herself lying on a simple wooden bed in the laboratory, while Salares sat in a chair beside her, taking a nap with her eyes closed. Both the succubus nuns and Isadore had left by then.

Just like the memory of being surrounded by succubi last night was just a dream, the Saint Lady looked peaceful and beautiful as she slept with her brows lowered, without any trace of demons at all.

At first, Granny subconsciously wanted to grab the wooden stick at hand, but she soon noticed something strange about herself.

The world seemed brighter, and everything she saw became colorful, lively, and vivid. She had never imagined before that an ordinary wooden board could have so many colors and details. She could even see the finest details of the wood grain and see many colors that she couldn't name.

In addition, the smell in the air became extremely clear. She could smell many different subtle scents at the same time, the smell of wood, the smell of dust, and the sweet body fragrance of a young girl lingering in the room.

At the same time, her ears also caught countless sounds, the footsteps of the militia outside the courtyard wall, the chirping of birds on the branches, the flapping of wings, and even... the voices of servants talking in the main house in the distance, every word was clearly audible.

Granny was completely stunned. When her eyes swept across the mirror on the table, her eyes widened in disbelief.

Because what was reflected in the mirror was a young and beautiful woman in her early twenties with healthy light brown skin.

Her lustrous light brown skin was moist and delicate, without a single blemish, and all traces of wind, sun, and fatigue had miraculously disappeared.

Her face was painted with blue facial lines and eye shadow, and her reddish-brown curly hair was soft, shiny and smooth. The braids were particularly ethnic and exuded a unique and wild charm.

The shawl on her body disappeared, and the sleeveless off-shoulder robe exposed her strong yet soft brown shoulders and arms to the air. The folds of the priest's robe outlined her mature and curvy figure. A pair of horns like deer antlers grew from both sides of her head, and her eyes had turned into a devilish bright red at some point.

"Is this... me?" Granny couldn't help but murmur, and at this time, Sallelei's soft and sweet voice sounded, "Oh? You're awake? How do you feel?"

Granny turned her head suddenly and met the beautiful face with a smile on her face.

The Saint Lady rose gracefully, a dark golden crown-shaped horn appearing atop her head, as if touting her identity as the Lord of the Succubus. Just looking at this young woman, Granny couldn't help but feel the urge to prostrate herself before her and listen to her voice...

"How does it feel to be a succubus, Sister Granny?" A delicate white hand stroked Granny's cheek, and Sharlene's soft voice and sweet breath echoed in her ears.

"Do you remember our promise? If you become one of us, if you become mine, I will let the mountain people go. I will keep my promise... so you can rest assured."

"But...but I've turned into a monster!" Granny screamed, holding her cheeks and trembling helplessly. "I...I'm no longer a subject of the Deer Horned Goddess. You've turned me into a monster...I—!"

"Really? Once you become a monster, you are no longer a citizen of the gods? Then how do you explain the blessing of the goddess of light from Ishado and me?" Sharlele smiled brightly, and looking at her charming and beautiful smile, Granny was stunned for a moment.

Yes... This girl before me, and Isadore, had truly demonstrated the miracles of the Goddess of Light. If becoming a monster meant losing the favor of the gods, then these two were living, breathing counterexamples.

"What is there to worry about? Look, you are still the same you, just more beautiful and healthier..." Sharlele sat on Granny's bed, smiled and leaned next to her, fiddling with the woman's plump lips with her slender fingers.

"Don't you want to have eternal youth and eternal beauty? Do you want your skin to be full of blemishes? Do you want wrinkles to gradually climb up your forehead?"

"And... it was you mountain folk who betrayed my kindness first, right? You didn't trust me, you secretly hid the horns, you broke into the lord's mansion at night, and you single-handedly caused last night's betrayal. This is all your fault, isn't it?"

The girl blinked her watery eyes innocently, and her fingers slowly moved down, poking Granny's collarbone.

"But I generously forgave you, and the price was just you, Sister Granny. I only want you, you know? I only want you to be mine, and I'll forgive all the other mountain people, you know? Isn't this a good deal? Fine, if you're not satisfied, then leave."

Granny's voice was choked in her throat for a moment, and she shed tears in a daze, not knowing how to answer.

"If you want, you can leave, okay? Take your horns with you—" Her hands stroked the horns on the woman's head, "and your cute little tail—"

The pair of malicious hands slid down the woman's waist and hips. "Go back to the mountain people, tell them you've turned into a monster, and bring them the expulsion order from the Lord of Moon Spring Town...how about that?"

Go back... by myself? Could I, transformed into a monster... return to my fellow humans? And... bring an expulsion order to my people? Could I, a monster, lead hundreds of my own helpless kin on a journey through the wilderness?

"No... please, little Sharlelei..." These words struck Granny like a bolt from the blue. The priestess trembled and shook her head, not even having the strength to swat away the girl's restless hands. "Please, little Sharlelei... no, Saint, please, please don't expel us..."

The woman spoke incoherently. At this moment, she even forgot about her compatriots and her own people. Her whole mind was filled with fear. She hugged the girl's waist with both hands, "No... No, please don't expel me. Please, Saint, please... please let me stay by your side. I am willing to do anything for you. I am willing to be yours..."

"Haha, dear sister, I know you are a smart child. If you promise to stay by my side, I will not only teach you to hide your horns and tail, but also treat the mountain people well. You will also be their priestess..."

The girl in front of him smiled an innocent and sweet smile, but that smile contained an indescribable charm and evil. She leaned over, and her magnetic whispers mixed with the delicate and moist sound of her breath blew into Granny's ears.

"And...why don't you think about it again? Up to now, have I done anything bad to the mountain folk? I trained militias to fight against monsters, abolished the 'anti-mountain folk tax', and encouraged the townspeople to trade with you..."

Granny trembled slightly. Every syllable that came out of Sharlene's lips penetrated deeply into her mind, silently guiding her thoughts.

Yes, these monsters seemed to have done nothing bad... No, think about it carefully. The people of the kingdom call the Goddess of Light the mortal enemy of all darkness, yet these monsters can receive her blessing... And ever since this "Succubus Saint" replaced Derek, the town has been slowly getting better...

Being loyal to the girl in front of me... is the right choice, the happier one, right?

"So... dear sister, from now on, you are mine, okay? Come on, when it's just the two of us, call me something different?"

The girl whispered softly, smiled and took two steps back. She crossed her long legs under her nightgown and raised them up, and one of her small, white feet was raised in front of the brown-skinned woman.

Granny shuddered all over and stared at the beautiful little feet in front of her. An absurd idea arose in her mind.

If he did this, there would be no turning back. He would completely become the property of the girl in front of him and dedicate everything to her...

But immediately, a wonderful feeling of pleasure spread in her heart again.

This... is also good, right? Giving up everything, dedicating everything... how sweet would that feeling be?

Gradually, two soft, light brown hands trembled as they reached out and cupped the girl's feet. Her reddish-brown hair slowly drooped, and Granny trembled as she lowered her head. She placed a kiss of obedience on the back of her flawless, white feet.

At the same time, something in her heart also bowed to Sharlele, completely declaring...surrender.

"Granny, and the mountain people... from today on, they are all your property, Saint..."

"...No, I should call you...Master. To all the mountain people, and to me...Master..."

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Looking at the brown-skinned woman with a dazed look and a joyful smile on her face, Sharlene chuckled and stroked her hair as if she were a pet.

"Okay, my cute and well-behaved little she-wolf, it's time for us to go out and meet the rest of your kind." As she said that, she stuffed the wooden stick beside the bed into Granny's hands.

Only then did Granny shudder and wake up. She subconsciously looked at the wooden stick in her hand, and then immediately opened her eyes wide.

To her senses, the wooden staff passed down through generations of high priests seemed to glow with a completely different brilliance than usual. Legend has it that this staff was personally enchanted by the Antlered Goddess, capable of calming turbulent spirits and guiding spirits to their proper places.

But until now, in Granny's hand, it was just an ordinary staff. But now, she could see countless tiny spirits flying around the staff.

Just by gazing at it, Granny calmed down unconsciously, and a feeling of tranquility and peace filled her heart.

This feeling… is exactly the same as the feeling in the Soul Lodge.

"It's amazing..." For a moment, Granny even forgot that she had become a succubus. She picked up the Soul Staff involuntarily and murmured, "I... seem to be able to see the spirits surrounding this Soul Staff... I feel like I'm closer to the Antlered Goddess..."

"Can you see?" Charlene glanced at the wooden staff. To her, it didn't seem special. Why could Granny see it?

...Could it be because she's a priestess of the Antler Goddess? That's a strong possibility.

Granny is the first believer of the Antlered Goddess assimilated by Sharlele. Although she is not a priest who can cast divine spells, she has served as a high priest for many years. Whether it is the soul hut where she lives or the wooden staff in her hand, some of the power of the Antlered Goddess remains.

After she became a succubus, her senses were greatly enhanced, and she even gained the ability to perceive magic, it seemed normal for her to have some chemical reaction with this power...

Thinking of this, an idea suddenly flashed in Sharlele's mind. She didn't bother to teach Granny to hide the characteristics of a succubus, and directly picked up a blanket and covered her head.

"Ah...!" Granny was startled and struggled desperately. But the next words from Sallelei made her stiffen and stay where she was.

"If you can see the spirit on this wooden staff, can you also see something from those monster horns?"

Granny stared at Sharlene blankly. After a few seconds, they both smiled in surprise.

If... if Granny can really identify the power of the Deer Horn Goddess on the monster's horns, then can't she determine whether these fertilizer raw materials are contaminated?

Thinking of this, the mountain priestess could hardly contain her excitement, and even a large part of her skirt was lifted up by the succubus's tail that was standing high.

But the next second, Shalelei mercilessly slapped her tail down, "Shameless she-wolf! Your tail is standing up! What a shame!"

The sensitive tip of her tail was slapped violently. Even through her skirt, Granny couldn't help but shudder. It was as if a numbing electric current ran directly from her tailbone to her brain, making her voice even more charming. "Master..."

"As an elegant and polite succubus, you shouldn't let your tail stand up!" Sharlelei said seriously.

"I, I'm not..." Granny was about to explain, but then she was stunned - it seemed that she really had become a succubus.

Just as she was about to say something else in rebuttal, Sharlelei said seriously, "Okay, little she-wolf, we can't dwell on these trivial matters. It's more important to check the monster's horn!"

"Little...little she-wolf..." Granny only then realized what Salares was calling her, and her cheeks immediately turned red.

Then, Granny, with a blanket on her head, was pushed by Sharlele all the way to the main house, trying to look back to check her butt as she walked.

"Master... I know the monster horn is important, but, but please let me see it first, please let me see my tail first..."

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Volume 1: From Crazy Daughter to Saint: Chapter 87: The Letter and the Medicine Bottle (4k)

An hour later, in the dark room where monster horns and bones were stored, when Granny stood up from the simple altar, her bright red eyes were filled with tears.

"How is it, Sister Granny?" Sharlele asked in a low voice.

"I... I can feel... these... these horns..." Granny said tremblingly. At this moment, she no longer cared whether she was a succubus or not. "These horns are filled with the aura of the Deer Horned Goddess... only the aura of the Deer Horned Goddess, without any other impurities... They... They are genuine... The goddess's blessing...!"

Before she could finish her sentence, Granny couldn't help but kneel on the ground, covering her face and crying bitterly.

Even Salleh had to work very hard to suppress the joy in her heart so as not to lose her composure.

The monster horn was completely blessed by the Deer Horn Goddess, and it was not tainted with any foreign power. This was absolutely great news for her, because it meant that she had Jin Ke La to use.

According to church documents, although the three-field system and composting technology had been popularized in farming during this era, it was still a long way from modern chemical fertilizer technology.

Considering that the material properties of this world are not exactly the same as those on Earth, Sharlelei does not expect to be able to restore modern fertilizers. However, even so, she still has another way to go - that is magical agriculture.

As one of the seven main gods, the goddess of abundance has always been the object of farmers' faith. The fundamental reason is that the fertility priest can bestow "blessings" on the fields, allowing the crops to grow more luxuriantly.

Not only the blessing of the priest, but even the holy water of the Fertility Faction has a certain blessing effect. Farmers often mix this holy water into fertilizer to fertilize the land.

Speaking of which, the holy waters of the seven righteous gods all seem to have different effects. The holy water of light can drive away evil, the holy water of abundance can make crops thrive, and the holy water of war can make warriors more determined to fight, and even numb pain to a certain extent...

Wait a minute, isn't this the medicine...

"No, no... Anyway, although Yuequan Town doesn't have a priest of the Goddess of Plenty, the Deer Horn Goddess is also the goddess of fertility. Now that we have the Deer Horn Goddess's magic Jin Kela, at least we don't have to worry too much about food..."

"No, we still need to be cautious. Even with the approval of the Deer Horned Goddess's priests, controlled experiments must be conducted before agricultural applications..."

Sharlelei's mind raced as she bent down to help Granny, who was still in tears, up. She said softly, "Sister Granny, you did well. The Antler Goddess's grace will selflessly benefit everyone. From now on, no one in Moon Spring Town will go hungry anymore..."

Granny wiped her tears and nodded continuously. At this moment, her fear and resistance to the succubus gradually disappeared.

This was not only because she experienced the wonderful feeling of becoming a succubus, but also because - if she had not become a succubus, she would not be able to feel the breath and spirit left by the Deer Horn Goddess, and there would be no way to prove that these animal horns were the goddess's blessing, bringing abundance to Yuequan Town.

But the next moment, Sharlene's voice made her freeze in place.

"By the way...my little she-wolf, you must be hiding something from me, right?"

The teasing tone and the intimate address immediately made the brown-skinned woman realize that Sharlene was not speaking to her as a "saint" but as a "master".

She slowly raised her head stiffly and saw a pair of calm and deep purple eyes.

The girl didn't show any blaming expression, nor did she question him mercilessly. She just casually brought up the question as if it were a casual chat between sisters.

"No need to be nervous. I will keep my promise... I will suppress the news of Nanned's transformation into a werewolf, and I will not do anything to the mountain people."

"Besides, didn't you promise me? I'll tell you Isadore's 'secret', and you'll tell me yours... Come on, tell me..."

Slender jade fingers brushed through her reddish-brown hair and gently touched her lips. Granny stared blankly into the beautiful eyes before her, and spoke involuntarily, "Three months ago... a mysterious letter was handed to me."

"The mountain dweller who delivered the letter said that a mysterious person from outside the town told him to 'give this letter to your priest.' When he came to his senses, the person had disappeared. He couldn't remember what the person looked like, his height, whether he was a man or a woman... He couldn't remember anything."

A letter... This must have been the second half of what Nannide had shouted. And... this letter meant more than that.

This letter came from outside the town, which meant that the current situation in Yuequan Town - no, the incident of Nannide transforming into a werewolf and attacking the lord's mansion was caused by the intervention of forces outside the town.