Succubus cannot be a saint

Sharlelei was both angry and amused. She wanted to say, "It's not as simple as you say, you little fool," but suddenly something happened to her.

There is a saying that goes, "Strategically, we should despise the enemy, but tactically, we should take the enemy seriously." Although this cannot be used in this way, there is no need to belittle yourself.

Once he made another batch of catapult magic crossbows, recruited two crossbowman teams, and completed the workshop's crossbow cart, he would be able to fight Greystone Town. Moreover, he had a super warrior and two priests on his side, so the number of superhumans was not inferior.

Thinking of this, the hand hovering above Isadore's head began to rub her hair.

"You're right, Isadore. Once we've dealt with the monster issue, we'll go give the bad guys in Greystone a good beating."

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The next morning, Sharlele also received news from the guards.

Just as she expected, the follower was just an ordinary person who was bribed by Coresa with drugs. Although he had drugs hidden in his mouth, that was the limit of his tactics. After being tortured for a night, he could not bear it anymore and told everything.

According to the follower's own account, after drinking the medicine, he had a wonderful hallucination of communicating with some great being. After taking it for a period of time, he became completely addicted to it and became her secret agent in the Volo family.

This time, Sharlele finally knew how the cultist controlled the Volo family.

The answer is drugs that can produce hallucinogenic and addictive effects.

This time he came at the behest of Coressa, who secretly asked him to find out more about Derek and Sally, as well as the movements of the mountain people, and report to her after returning to Greystone Town.

As for Coresa's extraordinary abilities, he had never seen her cast spells or anything like that. He only saw her using all kinds of unheard-of materials to make medicines and grow some strange flowers and mushrooms in the castle garden of the Volo family, calling it "the gift of the goddess of abundance."

Then, Sharlele ordered the follower to write a letter in the way he and Coresa had agreed upon, saying that he had been attacked by a wild beast on the road, injured his leg, and needed to rest in Yuequan Town for a while.

As for Derek and Sally, one had a cold, the other was as weak and sick as ever, but the mountain people were all fine. In short, the rest of the secret letter was exactly the same as Paul's letter, and they were sent out together by courier.

After the letter was delivered, a few days passed without further news coming from Greystone Town. It seemed the cultists hadn't become suspicious. Thus, Sharlene's plan to delay the situation had succeeded.

Even so, Sharlele knew that this peace was only temporary. No matter how much she delayed and suppressed the news, Graystone Town would eventually receive intelligence from the "Saintess" and realize that something was amiss.

The next question is to race against time and see how much you can do before that.

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After that, more than half a month passed quickly, and two crossbows made of monster tendons were also transported out of the workshop.

After a series of tests and trial firings, the craftsmen built a wooden platform on the city wall, widened the width of the wall top, and placed the crossbow on it.

At the same time, Shalelei's catapult magic crossbow plan also came to an end. Twenty catapult magic crossbows were successfully launched. With the blessing of the succubus nuns, the first team of magic crossbowmen in Yuequan Town was born.

Soon, this mixed crossbow team of mountain people and kingdom people demonstrated their strength in the battle.

Under the continuous shooting of crossbow arrows, the monsters didn't even have the chance to rush to the wall. They were shot and fell in front of the ditch, becoming resources in the warehouse.

Seeing that the crossbow team was fully capable of defending against the attacks of the monsters even without Durenna and Isadore, Sharlelei also took the opportunity to start her next plan - reconnaissance of the Black Forest.

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Woohoo, the first volume is almost over, I wonder how many of my family members are reading this... (wiping tears)

By the way, I'm rolling around to ask for some money, razor blades, or something...

Volume 1: From Crazy Daughter to Saint: Chapter 106: Reconnaissance Team

One morning, in front of the west wall of the town.

Wearing a chain mail and a long sword at her waist, Durenna stood in the morning light. Her golden hair was tied behind her head, revealing her white neck inadvertently. This made the girl look not only heroic but also beautiful and charming.

Behind her stood three fully armed mountain hunters, holding catapult crossbows, with incendiary canisters and daggers hanging around their waists. They looked tense, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Salarei looked at the solemn and nervous expressions of these people and slowly walked past them.

These three mountain hunters are all winners of the Guards' Archery Competition. They have superb archery skills and are familiar with the terrain of the Black Forest. They have the best qualities in all aspects and are the perfect candidates to carry out this reconnaissance mission.

But in the perilous Black Forest, these few men alone were not enough. Therefore, Sharlelei gritted her teeth and sent Durenna, her strongest fighter, out as well.

After many actual combats, it was proven that the Catapult Magic Crossbow Squadron was fully capable of resisting the attacks of ordinary magical beasts. In addition, after training during this period, the guards were also familiar with how to obey orders and fight. It was sufficient to be commanded by Durenna's deputy, the militiaman named Ander, and there was no need for the female knight to go out in person.

Therefore, good steel should be used on the blade. Reason tells Sharlelei that letting this extraordinary warrior join the reconnaissance mission is the best choice.

But at this moment, her heart suddenly tightened with worry and fear.

No one knows the true nature of the mysterious power in the Black Forest, nor how dangerous it is. What if Durenna and the three hunters don't return?

When she thought that Durenna might never come back, and that she might never see the tall and heroic figure of this female knight again, and that Sally might lose her sister because of this, it was as if a stone had fallen in Sharlelei's heart, so heavy that she could no longer speak.

Seeing that Sharlelei remained silent, Durenna took the initiative to step forward, but just as she opened her lips and was about to say something, a clear girl's voice suddenly rang out.

“Lady Saint——!”

Sallelei looked back and saw a small figure running towards her.

She was wearing ill-fitting leather armor and carrying a hard-headed hammer, but she was as agile as a mountain beast. She crawled up the wall and stood in front of her in a pretty manner.

"Isadore..." Before Salarei could finish her words, the little succubus dropped the mace to the ground with a clang and grabbed her hand tightly.

"Lady Saint, please, let me go! I, I also want to go to the Black Forest with Sister Durenna and the others!" Isadore grabbed Salelei's hand and shook it up and down, her little face full of longing.

And Sharlelei looked into her emerald green eyes and listened to her quarreling in her ear. For some reason, she felt a surge of irritation in her heart. She pursed her lips and suddenly shouted without any warning: "——Isado!"

This roar came suddenly. No one expected that the usually gentle and dignified Saint Lady would burst into such anger. They all stood there in a daze, and tears welled up in Isadore's eyes.

"...This isn't a joke. Do you know what they're going to do?" Sharlelei could no longer suppress her anxiety and anger. She pressed Isadore's shoulders and spoke rapidly, "They're going to the Black Forest and face those monsters! This isn't a joke. Please stop messing around!"

But to her surprise, the tears in Isadore's eyes slowly disappeared. Somehow, facing Salares's harsh words, the little girl calmed down, lowered her long eyelashes, and a trace of sadness flashed across her blue eyes.

"I know...I know...Sister Sasha."

Isadore said quietly, and this time it was Sallelei's turn to be at a loss. She even forgot the embarrassment of being called "Sister Sasha" in public.

All along, Sharlele treated this little succubus as a child and a younger sister, but at this moment, she looked at Isadore as if she was meeting her for the first time.

"I know that Sister Durenna and the others are going to the Black Forest to look for the source of the monsters. I also know that this is very dangerous." Isadore slowly held Sharlelei's hand and even took a step forward - and Sharlelei involuntarily took a step back.

"I also know about Uncle Nannide and the cult's medicine. I also know that Sister Durenna's sister fell asleep because of the medicine and can't wake up. I also know that the cult is in Graystone Town, and now something bad has happened in the western part of the kingdom..."

But as she spoke, tears still flowed down the girl's cheeks. "I know all this! Sister Sasha, why do you always treat me like a child who knows nothing? I understand a lot of things now, and I really want to help you, do something for this town, for you..."

Gradually, Isadore's voice faded, but her grip on Salares's hand grew stronger. Suddenly, she raised her head, her emerald eyes blazing like a pair of tiny suns!

"Just like...just like you once said to me, I am who I am...Now I understand! Bad things in the world won't disappear on their own. Someone has to solve it, someone has to do it!"

She stared at Salleh with burning eyes and took a step forward!

"So, I'm going to do this. I don't want to be a flower in the Deer Horn Goddess's garden, Sister Sasha. When I grow up, just like you told me, I want to be a tree. I want to be a tree that can grow tall, shelter other flowers from wind and rain, and hold up the sun!"

As she spoke, she took another step! Then, a small, soft, warm body crashed into Salleh's arms. She hugged her so tightly that Salleh could almost hear her heart trembling and beating, like a star, a little sun, burning in her small body.

Ah...so that's it.

I was angry with her because I didn't want her to go to the Black Forest...

Slowly, Sharlene's arms wrapped around the girl's waist, pressing hard, and then harder again, as if she wanted to crush her into her body, letting her small breasts rub against her chest.

...Because I can't bear to leave her.

After an unknown amount of time, Sharlele sighed slowly, holding Isadore in one hand, and waved gently with the other hand, asking the guards around her to bring up some equipment and water.

"...Sister Sasha?" Isadore raised her head. Somehow, the childishness in her emerald eyes faded a little. Although her stature remained the same, she looked like a grown-up girl.

"You must all come back alive." Sharlele raised her head and stared intently at the people before her. Her gaze first fell on Durenna, then swept over the dark faces of the three hunters in turn. Finally, she held up Isadore's little face and looked deep into her spring-like eyes.

"You all must come back alive." She repeated again, gently pushing Isadore away, carefully fastening the straps of her leather armor, and stuffing all her equipment and water into her hands. "The forest is dangerous. You must listen to the hunters and follow their actions. Don't run around or shout..."

Isadore stared at Salleh who was bending over to tidy up her clothes and equipment. Her gaze slid from her smooth forehead, down along her pretty face with furrowed brows, and landed on her chest that formed a plump curve that supported her nun's uniform.

"I will be back, Sister Sasha."

Suddenly, the little succubus's heart moved, and a very cunning idea came to her mind, and then a very cunning, very naughty, and a little charming smile appeared on her little face.

"Because you still owe me a reward?"

Sallelei raised her head in response. The pair of innocent emerald eyes before her gradually took on a hint of devilish crimson. The fiery emotion burning in those eyes suddenly made her feel a little unfamiliar, and even her heart beat faster...

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The website has been really terrible these past two days. Not only are the updated words not counted, but the new subscriptions are not even shown... I hope it can be fixed. If not, I'll just kill it...

Volume 1: From Crazy Daughter to Saint: Chapter 107: Back with the Monster

After sending the reconnaissance team led by Durenna and Isadore into the Black Forest, the Falling Leaves Month came to an end. Two days later, at dawn, the eleventh month of the year—the Frost Month—arrived as expected.

It was just dawn and the earth had not yet woken up from a good night's sleep. The sun had only peeked out from the horizon, and a silver line had just appeared on the horizon when a figure appeared on the wall on the west side of Yuequan Town.

When the guards on the wall saw the figure, they immediately stood at attention and saluted, but the slender figure waved his hands repeatedly, signaling the guards to continue standing guard, and he found a corner and sat down casually.

Under a loose black cloak was a nun's uniform of the same color. A simple headscarf bound her long flaxen hair. The girl sat on the wall with her knees hugged, gazing at the dark forest still shrouded in twilight. Her pale, rosy lips were tightly pursed, and her slender eyebrows were wrinkled.

"...Lady Saint?"

A gentle call sounded, and Sallely turned to see a reddish-brown-haired nun climbing up the ladder somewhat clumsily. She had followed her example, tying a belt under her chest, holding up a pair of equally plump peaches, which swayed gently as she climbed.

"Why are you awake so early, Sister Ophelin?" Sharlene couldn't help but smile, but Ophelin could see that the smile on her face was a little forced.

"I saw your door open in the early morning, and no one was inside, so I knew you were here." Ophelin gathered her skirt and sat down next to Sallelei, tilting her head to look intently at the beautiful face before her. Sallelei felt a little embarrassed by her gaze, and a slight blush spread across her face. "W-Why are you staring at me like that? Is there something on my face?"

"No, it's just the first time I saw Her Majesty looking so worried, so I couldn't help but think that you also have worries." Ophelin smiled, straightened up and looked into the distance at the forest shrouded in the night, feeling a strange feeling in her heart.

For a long time, Sharlele has been shrouded in the aura of "God's Chosen Saint" in her eyes. Whether it was bestowing the power of succubus on herself and others, or receiving the blessing of the goddess, or inventing the catapult magic crossbow... this series of deeds added to her, the light is so dazzling that people almost forget her original appearance.

But in the past two days, Ophelin, as Sallelei's "housekeeper," had never seen the Saint Lady so disturbed. Not only was her food difficult to swallow, but she was often distracted even when handling government affairs. Before going to bed at night, she would sit by the bed and stare out the window in a daze, no one knew what she was thinking, and she didn't even notice when she peeked through the crack in the door...

And it was at this moment that the Saint Lady took off her shining halo, and she looked like an ordinary girl who was deep in thought and a little confused.

"They've been gone for two days," Sharlele murmured, her gaze still fixed on the distant Black Forest. Her voice was hoarse and dry. "I wonder how they are doing now."

"Don't worry, Saint Lady... Durenna and Isadore will be fine." Ophelin moved closer to Sallelei and placed her slender hand on hers. "They will definitely return safely."

Sallelei simply nodded without answering. Ophelin stared at her profile, pursed her lips, and for a moment, she didn't know what to say. She felt a mixture of worry and bitterness. But even when she was worried, she couldn't tell if she was worried about Sallelei, the group out on the scouting trip, or her own parents back in Field County.

As for the sourness and astringency, there is no need to mention it.

The two of them sat silently on the wall. Charlene stared at the dark forest in front of her, while Ophelin would occasionally turn her head to peek at the girl's profile. At first, she glanced at her like a dragonfly skimming the water, only briefly, then turned her head back and pretended nothing had happened.

But gradually, she found that Salares's gaze was motionless, and she seemed to be unaware of her. As she became more and more courageous, she couldn't help but feel a little angry in her heart. She simply held the idea of ​​breaking the jar and just rested her arms on the bed, staring at Salares with her head tilted.

But what made Ophelin feel sad was that even though her actions were so obvious, her own Saint Lady seemed to be unaware of it and continued to look towards the Black Forest with her chin in her hand.

The succubus nun's long cheeks puffed up slightly, and she moved her body in a huff like a child. As her plump buttocks were about to lean against Sallelei, she suddenly turned around and stared at Opheline with her beautiful eyes.

When Opheline was looked at like this, she was immediately panicked and felt her face burning. She was about to stammer and apologize, but Sallelei looked past her and looked at the militiamen who were climbing up the wall and walking towards the two crossbows.

Unknowingly, the sun had risen. Under the command of Durenna's adjutant Ander, the soldiers who had been on guard the night before had been replaced, and the guards responsible for adjusting the crossbows had also taken their positions and started to pull the capstan and load the crossbows.

Along with the creaking sound, two militiamen were seen standing beside the capstan of each crossbow. Their faces were flushed, and their exposed arms were bulging with muscles and veins. They pushed the capstan up quickly and tightened the crossbow string.

Unlike the other guards, these militiamen did not receive the succubus's blessing to enhance their magic control abilities. Instead, they were specifically strengthened to turn the crossbow winches. As a result, the firing speed of the two crossbows was more than doubled compared to before.

Realizing that the Saint's gaze was not on her, Ophelin felt a little upset. She frowned and was about to say something when suddenly a shrill howl sounded from the dark forest in the distance, startling a flock of birds!

Ophelin's pretty face turned pale with fright, while Charlene stood up and walked quickly to the front of the wall. The guards on the wall also started a commotion, but they finally calmed down after Ender's loud scolding.

But in the nearby forest, the chaos continued unabated. Even from the walls of Moon Spring Town, one could see the trees at the edge of the forest shaking, and flocks of birds taking off at high speeds. Sallelei clenched her fists in fear, and beads of sweat dripped down her smooth forehead. She longed to rush in and see what was happening.

But this vision only lasted for a moment, because the next moment, the trees and grass at the edge of the forest swayed, and a golden light suddenly bloomed!

"——Isadore!" Sharlele cried out, slamming her hands on the stone bricks on the wall. She saw clearly that the golden light was undoubtedly Isadore's holy light!

Then, a nimble figure leaped out from the bushes, her chainmail stained with blood, her long golden hair all spread out. Who else could it be but Durenna? She seemed to be carrying a figure on her back, and a trail of blood was splattered.

Two mountain hunters came out of the bushes right after her. Both of them were covered in blood and looked miserable. They ran towards the wall together with Durenna.

After seeing these people, Sharlene almost stopped breathing - Isadore, where is Isadore? She looked into the distance, but she still couldn't see clearly who was on Durenna's back.

At this moment, another golden light suddenly bloomed in the forest, and a small figure rolled out like a ball, with a golden light curtain lingering around it - who else could it be if it wasn't Isadore?

When she saw Isadore's figure, Salaret's heart, which had been hanging in the sky, suddenly sank. She felt her legs go weak, her vision became dizzy, and she almost fell to her knees on the wall.

But the next moment, her heart suddenly rose again - a long, sharp black spear-like object shot out from the bushes like lightning, and stabbed Isadore, who was covered in golden light and struggling to get up!

"Isadore—!"

Sharlele saw it clearly from the top of the wall and screamed. As the little nun was about to stand up, she had no way to escape and was immediately hit by the black spear!

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Oh, I'm so tired. I hope Tmall's website will be back to normal tomorrow. If I wake up tomorrow morning and see that the word count is still not included and the new subscriptions are still 0, I will really collapse...

Damn hedgehog cat programmer, I’ll stab you to death, stab you to death, stab you to death, stab you to death, stab you to death!