Succubus cannot be a saint

"Mei, you don't want Kiana to suffer the pain brought by the Herrscher's power, do you?"

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And all of this is actually her way of transforming this imperfect world into what she expects!

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"I didn't have a choice before, but now I want to be a bad woman..."

The Most Despicable Valkyrie

Volume 1: From Crazy Daughter to Saint: Chapter 101: The Messenger from Greystone Town (Part 2)

A young woman in a black nun's robe slowly approached, surrounded by several nuns. What shocked Paul was that each of these nuns was incredibly beautiful, with flawless skin, bright eyes, and a moving gaze. Their piety and holiness even had a hint of indescribable charm.

The envoy from Greystone Town was so shocked that he was speechless for a moment - in his opinion, the most beautiful woman in the world was the Baron's wife, but each of these nuns was several times more beautiful than her.

But soon, his gaze was no longer focused on anything else. The young woman, surrounded by nuns, had already arrived before him. Her long, flaxen hair flowed down her back, and before Paul could even see her face clearly, her violet eyes, half-smiling, had already stared into his.

Although she was also wearing a simple black nun's robe, a closer look revealed an inconspicuous black belt tied under her chest, which not only held up the wide robe and outlined her slender waist, but also supported her plump and towering breasts from the bottom up.

A single strap added a touch of sensuality to the otherwise solemn and austere nun's attire, which barely revealed even a sliver of her figure. The hint of profanity and temptation gleaming from within the purity was irresistible, making it impossible to look away.

What's worse, the girl wearing this dress smiled with her brows lowered, and the sunlight reflected on her fair and flawless face, making her as solemn as a statue of a goddess. One can't help but wonder: Does this girl, who is as noble and dignified as a goddess, realize that her clothes are inappropriate?

Once this thought surfaced in my mind, it was like the reflection of the moon in the water, lingering and impossible to forget. Whenever I thought of this, the girl's gentle and beautiful smile would somehow reveal a strange charm, making her look even more gorgeous and seductive.

There was clearly not a single bit of skin exposed, and she was clearly so dignified and holy, but just standing there, others would feel itchy in their hearts just by thinking of her, and the strange mood could not be calmed for a long time.

What Paul and his attendants did not notice was that even the beautiful nuns were gazing at the girl surrounded by their group with fiery gazes.

But at this moment, Sharlelei was not as calm as she looked.

Although the visit of the envoy from Greystone Town was not a surprise to her, the timing of his appearance was very unfortunate. Derek had just gotten into trouble, and the envoy arrived right after that.

"That means the cultist has a grasp of Derek's condition, but not complete knowledge... Otherwise, those who came wouldn't be envoys, but Baron Volo's army..."

Sharlelei hesitated for a moment, but before she could say anything, the messenger on the other side stammered:

"I, I'm Paul, the steward of the Volo family. Um... may I ask who you are...? And... where is Master Derek now? How come... why is this place..."

Faced with Salares and her beautiful succubus nuns, Paul was at a loss for a moment and even spoke incoherently.

Hearing this, Shalelei chuckled and already had a plan in mind.

"You may have heard of my name. I am the legal ruler of this town—Sarahelle Delavé."

—Shallelle Delavé? That crazy rich girl who loves women?!

Before hearing this answer, Paul had imagined many answers, such as the nun was brought from Field, or from Krensingen, or other big cities.

But he never expected that she was actually the crazy daughter who caused a sensation in the city and was exiled to Yuequan Town by the Duke!

Seeing Paul's mouth drop open, Salares clapped her hands softly, and several guards quietly surrounded him. One of Paul's attendants reacted quickly, suddenly drawing the dagger from his waist.

But the guard was faster than him. He turned the spear handle and hit his hand with it, and the dagger fell to the ground with a clang.

Paul finally woke up from his dream and looked at the guards surrounding him with horror. "You, you...what are you going to do?! I, I want to see Master Derek! Let me see Master Derek!"

"Derrick has violated the kingdom's laws, arbitrarily increased taxes, and openly betrayed his lord. He is guilty of numerous crimes and has been convicted and detained." The gentle smile on Sharlene's face gradually faded. "Guards, confiscate their luggage and lock them up."

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"Lady Saint, this is all their luggage." The guard placed the unfolded package in front of Sharlene's desk. She took a quick look and found that it contained mostly dry food and water. The only thing worth noting was a few bottles of dark green potion.

This is probably the medicine from the herbalist in Yuequan Town. I don't know if it was brought to Derek or for these people to use themselves... But since the cult has already controlled the Volo family, then this messenger must be no exception. They are all minions of the cult.

Sharlelei put the medicine bottle back after a pause. "I understand. Keep a close watch on them."

The guards took the order and left. Sharlelei sat on the chair and fell into thought again.

The arrival of this messenger was really unfortunate. Firstly, Derek had gone mad and was unable to come forward to deal with the messenger; secondly, her plan was at a critical moment - this batch of catapult magic crossbows would be completed soon, and a crossbow team belonging to Yuequan Town would be formed.

With the catapult magic crossbow, she could send hunters to scout the Black Forest and find the source of the monsters. But if Greystone Town encountered trouble again during this period, she would be faced with the dual threat of monsters and Baron Volo.

The current Yuequan Town does not have enough power to deal with both the Warcraft and the Graystone Town at the same time.

If she could brainwash this messenger and have him spread the false news that nothing had happened in Moon Spring Town to Greystone Town, then that would be perfect. Unfortunately, her charm was not strong enough to do that.

Therefore, Shalelei knew very well that she must not let this messenger go back, nor could she arouse the suspicion of the cultists in Greystone Town.

"We have to drag it out as long as possible to buy enough time until the magic crossbow and the crossbow cart are completed..."

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In this way, Paul and his two followers, filled with confusion and fear, were imprisoned in the underground prison for a whole day. It was not until the next morning that a guard took him out of the prison and brought him to Sallelei's study.

After entering the room, Paul couldn't help but open his eyes wide, because the room in front of him didn't look like the study of a noble lady.

The spacious desk was not decorated with exquisite vases, documents with gold-stamped paper, or delicate quills and ink bottles. Instead, it was filled with countless scattered drawings, small silver pieces engraved with runes, and various carving tools.

It would be more appropriate to call it a craftsman's workbench rather than a nobleman's desk.

And next to the "crazy daughter" Sharlalei Delavé, there is another red-haired nun.

She wore a nun's dress of the same cut as Salora's, with a similarly inconspicuous black band tied under her chest to support her round, full breasts. Although her waist wasn't as slender as Salora's, it had a unique fullness and roundness, like a ripe fruit with a mature beauty.

"Well, Mr. Messenger," Sharlene smiled and knocked on the table, awakening Paul from his confusion and daze. "We should start writing a letter - a letter to be sent to Graystone Town."

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Volume 1: From Crazy Daughter to Saint: Chapter 102: Lying about Military Intelligence

"Write... write a letter?" Paul was a little surprised, but after a whole day, he slowly came to his senses - he knew that Salaret De Lavie was the legal lord of Yuequan Town, but she had no real power.

Judging from the current situation, it is obvious that this crazy daughter launched a "coup" and took back power from Derek.

But... how did an exiled madwoman do this? Why did the guards call her a saint? And what happened to Derek now? And I didn't see him in the cell...

Although there were many questions in his mind, Paul looked back at the guards standing behind him, swallowed his saliva, and raised his hands, "Yes...Yes, Miss Delavie."

Soon, a chair was put behind him. Paul sat down nervously, and then a quill and paper were placed in front of him.

"What do you want me to write?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Envoy. I'd like to ask a few questions first..." Salares stood up and walked to his side. Her onion-like fingertips slid across the table, and her pearly nails made a tapping sound. "I heard... there is an herbalist in your house?"

"Yes... yes!" Paul said hurriedly. "Her name is Kressa. She comes from the Temple of the Goddess of Fertility. She's been working in the Volo family for three or four years. She's cured all the ailments in the mansion, big and small..."

"Don't panic, Mr. Messenger..." Hearing Paul's anxious tone, Salares smiled slightly and waved to the armed guards behind him to take two steps back. "As long as you cooperate and answer my questions, I won't harm you... Then the next question is, which Temple of Plenty is she from?"

She didn't ask questions like "Is there anything unusual about this herbalist?" Since this cultist had been able to stay in Greystone Town for so long, he must have been hiding very well, so it would be useless to ask.

"Well... I forgot... but she does have the emblem of the Temple of the Goddess of Fertility and is a certified pharmacist..." Paul stammered. Sallelei observed him carefully and nodded when she saw that he did not seem to be lying.

If the certification from the Temple of Plenty wasn't obtained through deception by the cultists, then it means they might have an insider within the Church of the Goddess of Plenty in the Western Territory...

"Do those medicines have any side effects?" She pondered for a moment, took out the medicine she brought from the luggage of several people yesterday and put it on the table.

"This...this is medicine for Master Derek..." Paul said quickly, "Every time I come, I always bring him a few bottles, just in case he runs out of medicine and has an asthma attack...As for the side effects...well, there aren't any..."

"Think carefully, really?" Sharlene narrowed her eyes, silently casting her spell. Paul's gaze widened, and he couldn't help but ponder her words. He replied in a daze, "No... If I have to say, it's just... I occasionally have strange dreams... but it's nothing serious..."

Dream?

Sharlelei didn't miss the key word. A thought struck her, and she thought of Sally, who had fallen into a deep sleep, and Derek, who had already lost his mind. Both of their symptoms were mentally related, and the side effect of this drug was also strange dreams...

Could it be that this medicine has something to do with dreams?

Although she had no hope, Charlotte still asked what the dream was like, and Paul's answer was as she expected: he had forgotten it.

Next, Sharlelei asked him some questions about the current situation of the Volo family, and Paul answered them one by one. The answers were nothing more than that the Baron was working hard to govern the country and Graystone Town was thriving.

As for the extraordinary strongmen in Graystone Town, apart from the old wizard who never shows up, there are only two extraordinary warriors, Baron Volo and his son, but they have not yet gone to the Temple of the God of War to take the examination.

Hearing this, Sharlelei couldn't help but maliciously speculate that perhaps they hadn't taken the exam yet because they hadn't reached the qualifications of an entry-level extraordinary warrior, so they didn't want to humiliate themselves?

As for what was happening outside Greystone Town, he didn't know much about it. He only knew that no merchants from Field Territory had come here for a few months.

"I understand. Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Messenger..." Through Paul's answer, Sharlelei had already gained some understanding of the situation in Graystone Town and the Western Territory, so she tapped the table lightly.

"Then let us begin writing letters. I speak, you write. I hope you will not try to send any secret messages to the Volo family. If I find anything strange in your letter..."

The girl's voice gradually faded, and she suddenly chuckled nonchalantly. At the same time, the sharp tip of the spear was already pressed against Paul's back.

"I, I will definitely obey your orders, Miss Delavie..." Feeling the chill on his back, Paul couldn't help but shiver.

Soon, under Sharlene's instructions, Paul finished writing the letter to be sent to the Volo family.

The letter said that when Paul and his companions were on their way to Yuequan Town, their horses were frightened by wild beasts, causing several people to fall and be injured. As a result, they had to rest in Yuequan Town for a while and return to Huishi Town after their injuries healed.

And this was naturally the reason that Shalelei had come up with for the messenger's delay in returning.

Yuequan Town is remote, with no paved road connecting it to Huishi Town. Instead, there are only country roads, and wild animals roam around. It's not uncommon for passersby to get injured or bitten, or even lose their lives.

After a moment's thought, Sallelei asked Paul if Baron Volo had asked him to see Derek's condition. Paul nodded blankly. Sallelei stopped talking, but sneered inwardly.

This was not an instruction from Baron Volo. It was clearly the cultists behind the baron who noticed Derek's abnormality and asked this question.

So she instructed Paul to write in the letter that Derek had caught a cold and was bedridden, but his condition was not life-threatening. Besides that, the mountain folk of Moon Springs and the people of the Kingdom were living in peace and harmony, as usual.

After Paul finished writing and Charlene confirmed that it was correct, she took the letter and handed it to Opheline beside her, asked her to stamp it with Derek's seal, and had the messenger deliver it to Greystone Town a day later. Then she ordered the guards to escort Paul back to the prison.

However, this time, she was particularly careful and arranged for Paul and his followers to be in separate cells, preventing them from communicating or sending messages. She also arranged two guards to guard each cell.

"I hope this letter can buy me enough time..."

Looking at Paul's departing back, Charlotte tapped the table lightly, concentrating in silence.

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That night.

It had been two hours since Paul returned to his cell. The prison was completely silent, with only faint snoring to be heard.

In one of the cells, one of Paul's servants suddenly opened his eyes and stood up from the straw. If the guards were here, they would have seen that he was the servant who had drawn his dagger the day before.

In order to prevent them from hiding weapons and items and escaping from prison, Sharlele ordered the guards to confiscate all their clothes and personal belongings early on. At this time, the follower was wearing the clothes of a servant in the lord's mansion.

"Lady Kressa's intuition was correct. Something has indeed happened in Moon Springs. Derek has been convicted, and the 'Saint' is in control of this town... I must find a way to report this to you, sir..."

He muttered to himself, then suddenly raised his head and slammed the railing, shouting, "Guards! Guards! I'm hungry! Bring me something to eat!"

Soon, two guards came over with oil lamps and knocked on the railings impatiently with short sticks. "What are you doing? Be quiet! If you're hungry, just bear it!"

When the follower saw them approaching the bars of the prison gate, his eyes suddenly fixed, and he bit open the small sac hidden in his mouth with his teeth. He took a deep breath, and exhaled a puff of dark purple mist with a "puff" sound.

The two guards were caught off guard, their entire heads were shrouded in mist, their eyes rolled back, and they fell to the ground.

The attendant squatted down, stretched out his hand through the railing to feel for the key from the guard, and fumbled with it to open the cell door with a "click".

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