Succubus cannot be a saint

She frowned slightly in her heart, but didn't show it on her face. She smiled and held Granny's cheeks, wiping away the tears.

The slender fingers slid across the soft light brown skin, and even slid all the way to the edge of the woman's plump and lustrous lips with ill intentions. The fingertips stained with tears touched her lips like a dragonfly skimming the water.

Granny, whose mind was blank, suddenly tasted a hint of saltiness and her body trembled. An indescribable feeling spread in her heart again.

"I understand, Sister Granny." She sighed softly, let go of Granny's cheek, and turned away.

The priestess gazed at her back with a sense of loss, only to hear the girl continue softly, "This deer-shaped root is the manifestation of the power of the Antler Goddess. And the black flesh membrane is the 'evil force in the Black Forest' that the Goddess fights."

"The last time Sister Durenna came here, she saw a large black fleshy ball. That was because the fleshy membrane had completely enveloped the tree roots. Now that the membrane has disappeared, it means its power was consumed in the battle a few days ago..."

The girl's soft and sweet voice echoed in the dark cave. The guards looked at the meat eggs and deer-shaped tree roots in front of them, and couldn't help but recall the tragic battle a few days ago.

——The monsters surged like a tide, the wall of light stretched for more than ten meters, and the giant demon spider pressed down on the wall like a dark cloud.

It turns out that there are only a few of these flesh membranes left now because they were all beaten away back then...

But the next moment, the Saint Lady's gentle voice suddenly became sharp.

"——Everyone, listen to my command!"

As if it were an instinctive reaction etched into their bodies, the guards who had just shown fear suddenly stood at attention and shouted in unison: "Here!"

The reaction was so quick and the actions were so coordinated that Granny almost dropped her jaw.

You know, ever since she brought all the mountain folk to completely submit to Sharlelei, there have been many more mountain folk among the militia guarding the town. And among the guards present at this moment, there are also quite a few mountain folk.

At this moment, the dark-skinned mountain people with small braids and the kingdom's guards stood together. Their expressions were equally resolute and their movements were equally coordinated. There was absolutely no sign of any rift between the mountain people and the kingdom's guards.

"Burn all the flesh membranes on the wall and the flesh eggs on the ground, clear the surrounding trees, and seal off the entire cave!"

As soon as Sharlelei finished speaking, the guards sprang into action. As Granny watched in astonishment, they quickly dragged the eggs from the hole, cut them open, killed the mutating monsters inside, and burned them.

The flesh membranes on the surrounding walls were burned off bit by bit by the guards using torches tied to spears. The strange black flesh and blood gradually turned into charcoal in the flames, and a pungent burnt smell spread.

"Sister Granny."

Before Granny could come to her senses, Sharlele walked towards her. The girl's soft face became bigger and bigger in front of her, and the brown-skinned priestess's heartbeat also accelerated slightly, until her hand felt warm and was caught by a warm and soft little hand.

"I plan to open a road leading to the cave and send people to guard it to prevent animals from coming here to drink water. This way, no more monsters will be born."

Sharlelei held her hand and looked back at the deer-shaped tree roots in the pool.

"Then, I plan to hand over the management of this cave to the mountain people."

"Xiaosha... no, Lady Saint, what did you say...?" Upon hearing this, Granny couldn't help but shudder all over, almost unable to believe her ears.

Then, Sharlene turned around and stared at her with her purple eyes that seemed to be smiling.

Granny felt her mind go blank. For a moment, the sounds of the entire world seemed to fade away. She could only listen to the pounding of her own heartbeat and stare at those pink lips opening and closing. Her mouth was dry and she couldn't utter a word...

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Volume 2: The Silver Lily of the West: Chapter 115: The Girls of the Mountain People

"There are signs of the Deer Horned Goddess appearing here. Although it has been contaminated by filth, it is still a holy place after all. No matter what, it should be handed over to the mountain people for management. Besides..."

Sharlelei shook her head, her beautiful eyes calmly looking into Granny's deep blue eyes, and suddenly smiled brightly, "...Besides, I trust Sister Granny."

"Little Sallelei, no, Lady Saint, I... I..." Tears once again overflowed from Granny's eyes. She held Sallelei's soft little hand in a daze, and said in a trembling incoherent voice, "I, I will definitely..."

Before she could swear, a slender white finger pressed against her lips.

The girl's smile suddenly came closer, and Granny felt a flash before her eyes, and a pair of soft lips were pressed against her earlobe, and the sweet whisper accompanied by moist breath blew into her brain.

For a moment, Granny seemed to have returned to the night when she became a succubus. Her mind was hazy, and she could only hear the girl's sweet voice whispering in her ear:

"My little she-wolf, if you really want to repay me, why don't you think about how to turn all the mountain girls into...succubi like you?"

The girl's lips and tongue touched lightly, and when she spoke the second half of the sentence, she paused after each word deliberately. The playful sound of her tongue seemed to hit Granny's heart every time.

Turn all the mountain girls into succubi... into succubi like me...

In a hazy trance, Granny mumbled these words in her mind. Somehow, she seemed to see the young women of her tribe transformed into succubi, each sprouting horns and tails, their beautiful, light brown faces transformed into something completely different, each filled with enchanting smiles...

As soon as she thought of this, her heartbeat began to accelerate, and it felt as if a small flame had ignited in her lower abdomen, continuously transmitting that miraculous heat through her blood vessels to her limbs and bones...

Then, Granny's eyes blurred, as if she had just woken up from a dream. The gentle whisper in her ear, the smooth and soft jade in her hand, and the sweet fragrance at the tip of her nose all disappeared in the blink of an eye. Accompanied by a gust of fragrant wind, Sharlelei giggled and walked past her, heading towards the cave entrance with her hands behind her back.

At this moment, only Durenna and Granny, who was standing there blankly and feeling lost, were left in the cave.

Looking at the girl's pretty back, Granny felt empty in her heart. A cool breeze blew, and for some reason, she felt chilly under her robe, making her shiver.

At this time, Durenna also walked past her. When no one else could see, the usually valiant and resolute female knight had a charming smile on her pretty face. This look, which was in stark contrast to her usual appearance, made her look particularly charming. Granny's eyes just drifted to her smile, and her heart couldn't help but tremble.

It was not until now that she clearly realized that after turning herself into a succubus, the saint lady was still unwilling to give up and even set her sights on the girls of the mountain people.

...Really, do you want to turn all the girls of your own race into monsters? Turn them into... monsters like yourself? Or do you want to do this yourself?

For a moment, the guilt of betrayal, mixed with a trance of pleasure, and more inexplicable throbbing all mixed together, dragging Granny into a deep vortex, unable to extricate herself. But deep within these tsunami-like emotions, there was a strange and secret expectation...

...If I accomplish this, what kind of reward will the Saint... no, little Sallelei... no, my master give me?

"Knight Durenna, were you also transformed into a succubus by your master in this way?"

The brown-skinned priestess' voice trembled slightly, her emerald eyes were filled with soft waves, and a blush involuntarily appeared on her cheeks.

The smile on Durenna's face became more strange and charming. She slowly approached Granny, held her hand, and whispered softly in the brown-skinned beauty's ear.

"Master?... Ah, I understand, Ms. Granny. So this is the relationship between you and the Saint. That's right, I was also assimilated by the Saint and became her follower. And from the very beginning, I planned to turn my sister into a succubus as well. The two of us sisters will live together as succubi, as monsters, as the Saint's loyal followers, forever..."

This man even gave his own sister to the Saint Lady... No, to little Sallelei... No, to the Master...

Every word uttered by the female knight hit Granny's heart like a heavy hammer, making her dare not look directly at the face in front of her with the charming smile.

But soon, Durenna slowly let go of Granny's hand, and the strange smile on her pretty face dimmed.

"It's just that, now... Sally..."

——Yes, right now, the little succubus named Sally is still in a strange long sleep and cannot wake up...

Thinking of this, Granny also sighed deeply and held Durenna's hands tightly.

"It's okay, Miss Durenna. The Master will definitely save Sister Sally. After all, she is our Succubus's... Saint Lady."

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Soon, the guards burned all the black flesh eggs and membranes in the cave, and Granny used her inspiration to explore and confirmed that there was no longer any alien evil aura here, so she felt relieved.

Sharlele also ordered the bushes around the cave to be cleared, and a row of simple roadblocks were built, with people stationed on guard day and night to prevent animals from entering again.

Up to this point, although we still don’t know what kind of evil thing the black membrane is, the threat of monsters in Yuequan Town has indeed been completely eliminated.

Granny walked out of the cave in a daze, looking at the sunlight in the woods. For a moment she couldn't believe that this was real.

The Deer Horned Goddess, worshipped by the mountain folk, not only did not leave, but under the leadership of the Saint, they even completely put an end to the decades-long plague of monsters and beasts, and obtained a piece of holy land belonging to the Deer Horned Goddess and the mountain folk...

The bright and warm sunlight shone on Granny's face, and her nose felt sore and she started to cry again.

After finishing the work at hand, Durenna left a few people here to guard and directed the other guards to prepare to return to the town. There was a lot to do later, such as clearing roads, transporting supplies, and establishing shift plans... There was no time to waste here.

Like Granny, the mountain folk among the guards looked back at the dark cave after walking out of the cave, and a dreamy trance appeared on their faces.

--it's all over.

Not only did the monsters disappear, but even the rift between the mountain folk and the people of the kingdom was gradually healed...

Gradually, someone began to cry softly, and a royal guard came over and patted him on the shoulder. Then they all looked up at the figure of a young girl bathed in the sunlight in the forest not far away.

A gentle breeze blew by, ruffling her light flaxen hair.

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Volume 2: The Holy Silver Lily of the Western Territory: Chapter 116: My Lord, I'm Out of Money (Update)

The next morning, in the study of the lord's mansion.

Ophelin placed a thick stack of documents on the table, which neatly listed the summaries and reports of various matters since the end of the war, such as pensions for the wounded, the measurement results of the wasteland outside the town, the construction of roadblocks around the sacred sanctuary of the Deer Horn Goddess, and the experimental field plan for the monster horns, etc.

Sharlelei sat on a chair, her fingers intertwined in front of her, and smiled at the serious and beautiful succubus in front of her. At this time, they were the only two in the room, so their succubus characteristics were revealed without hesitation.

The succubus's horns and tail added a bit of beauty and charm to the head nun, and she noticed that her own Saint was also looking at her with interest. A blush appeared on her fair face, and her beautiful eyes seemed to turn into a pool of water with shame.

Faced with such a shy succubus nun, Salares suddenly had evil intentions. She waved to Opheline to come closer. As the distance shortened, the fragrance of the two people mixed together.

Sallelei stretched out a slender white hand, and in the eyes of Opheline, which were half panicked and half shy, the boss rudely opened her collar a little.

Under the simple, loose and abstinent nun's uniform, one can clearly see a rope wrapped around the woman's snow-white and smooth neck.

"Oh?"

The girl narrowed her eyes and tilted her head slightly. Her light flaxen hair flowed down her thin shoulders, shining with a faint golden light under the sunlight.

"...Woo!"

When her own Saint Lady suddenly pulled open her collar without warning and saw the little secret hidden inside her clothes, Ophelin's fair cheeks felt like they were burning.

She subconsciously wanted to dodge, but for some reason, even though the Saint Lady's hand holding her collar was not very strong, she couldn't break free at all.

Therefore, she could only look pitifully at the girl in front of her. Those lavender eyes filled with an inexplicable smile made her heart tremble involuntarily, and her rosy lips trembled as well.

Ophelin clearly saw the playful glint in those purple eyes. She knew, of course, that this malicious Saint Lady was teasing her. It wasn't even flirting, but pure teasing. This wicked person was making fun of her.

For a moment, she didn't even know which side was the true face of the Saint.

A goddess-like figure, arms outstretched, holding up a vast wall of light; a figure bent over a desk, processing paperwork and government affairs until late at night; a figure bathed in the cheers of the people, smiling...

And now this figure, tugging at his collar, tilting his head lazily, with a half-smile...

Suddenly, she felt like a small fly in the palm of the Saint Lady's hand, and no matter how she flew, she could not escape her light.

The slender fingers slowly moved down the woman's fair neck, causing a tingling sensation, and hooked the slightly rough rope that was stained with body temperature and gently hooked it.

Then Ophelin could clearly feel the rope under the loose nun's uniform rubbing against her skin and tightening slightly.

"How long has it been?" The girl's lazy, slightly hoarse voice reached her ears. She shifted her posture, leaning back in her chair, her eyes darting around with a nonchalant expression. Ophelin shuddered, and involuntarily spoke in a trembling voice, "It's been... a day."

There was a sweet tremor and tenderness in her voice, but Charlene frowned and glanced at her with a reproachful look. Ophelin's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that the Saint thought that she was too... indecent and wanted to punish herself?

Somehow, the thought of "punishment" made her involuntarily excited, and the skin pressed by the rope seemed to become more sensitive.

"I'm asking how long it's been since the battle." The Saint tapped the table with the fingertips of her other hand. Ophelin was startled, and instantly felt the blood rush to her cheeks—she had misunderstood!

"Reporting to Her Majesty, four days have passed and the monster has not appeared again..."

Sallelei hummed noncommittally, and gently stroked Ophelin's smooth neck with her onion-like fingertips, as if stroking a pet, and asked casually, "How does it feel?"

The Saint must be asking me about the atmosphere in the town these past few days... Ophelin endured the tingling sensation of her sensitive neck being caressed, shrank back, and whispered, "The townspeople... are very happy. Many have petitioned to establish a memorial day to commemorate the victory over the monsters..."

But the next moment, Salares suddenly leaned over, and her pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling were almost fixed on Opheline's face in an instant, which made the succubus' heartbeat almost stop. Her head was in a daze and she didn't know what to do.

"I'm asking... how do you feel wearing this 'rope dress'..."

A soft voice with a slight bubbling sound rang in her ears, with a hint of teasing, making Ophelin's knees almost weak.

"Very...comfortable..."

The woman answered subconsciously with a trembling voice, and then she woke up from her dream - sometimes she asked serious questions and sometimes she asked irrelevant questions. It turned out that this malicious Saint Lady came here to make fun of her!

"Hehehe..."

With a crisp, sweet giggle, Salleh retracted her hand and sauntered back to her seat, a playful smile on her face, a look of triumph. Meanwhile, Opheline blushed, her hands clenched into fists in anger. Amidst the resonant laughter, she felt she couldn't do anything about it, and couldn't not, so she could only hold them in the air in resentment.

This...this woman...!

It would be fine if she was just teasing me, but this woman had a smiling face. She sat on the chair with her knees hugged, looking like she was sure that I couldn't do anything to her. It was so hateful...!

"Lady Saint...you are going too far..." Ophelin felt embarrassed and annoyed, but for some reason, an inexplicable emotion surged up in her heart, spreading with a sour and sweet taste, and her eyes turned slightly red.

"What's the matter? Is there something wrong with what I said?" But the girl in front of him showed no sign of repentance. She was still sitting there smiling, her slender fingers twirling her hair, with a playful expression that said, "Come up to me head-on if you've got the guts." Her plump breasts were resting on her knees, and a heart-shaped tail was raised behind her, swaying back and forth.

Looking at the smiling face of Sallelei, Opheline was extremely embarrassed and angry for a moment, and she only thought in her heart, "I have to say something to fight back against this hateful Saint Lady." Suddenly, an idea flashed in her mind, and she blurted out the answer.

"Lady Saint, our finances are in crisis!"

"……what?"