Succubus cannot be a saint

Tears instantly welled up in the soldier's eyes. He looked in a trance at the figure of the girl in front of him who seemed to be shrouded in holy light, and suddenly understood why she was called "Saint".

With a thud, he fell to his knees involuntarily, letting out a low whimper.

Soon, the sound of thumping could be heard continuously. With this example and the invisible power of charm, the soldiers defending the city around them could not help but kneel down, their eyes filled with tears.

Isadore, who was nestled beside Sharlele, looked at this scene and proudly puffed out her little chest, a feeling of pride rising spontaneously.

She knew that the path taken by the Saint must be correct. Not only the townspeople of Yuequan Town, but they, the succubi, would definitely be able to help more suffering people, so that everyone could live a life without hunger!

And Greystone Town will be their second step!

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Although Durenna was wounded in the battle with Sean Volor, her life was not in danger, and none of her troops were killed.

"So... it can be considered an effortless victory."

Thinking silently, Sharlelei stood on the city wall and finally saw the whole picture of Graystone Town.

Previously, her impression of this town came entirely from the descriptions of Ophelin and Durenna - Graystone Town is backed by a mineral vein and is not only rich in iron ore, but also produces strategic magical resources such as crystals. It can be said that it is extremely rich.

And now, she truly felt the difference between Graystone Town and Moon Spring Town.

At first glance, a flat cobblestone road stretches out in front of you, with brick and stone houses lined up on both sides. Along the street, you can see a spacious market square, and not far away is the pure white spire of the Church of the Goddess of Light.

But the most eye-catching thing is undoubtedly the tall and magnificent brick castle on the north side of the town.

Under the sunlight, the castle occasionally reflects a few blue magical lights, obviously it was mixed with expensive magical materials during its construction.

It is not difficult to imagine how gorgeous the castle will look when night falls with the twinkling magic lights inside and outside.

On the outside of the castle is a circle of tall and sturdy curtain walls, which are integrated with the town wall. There are watchtowers and arrow slits all over it, indicating that this is not only a luxurious aristocratic residence, but also a military stronghold that is easy to defend and difficult to attack. It is also the biggest obstacle for Shalelei to completely take over Greystone Town.

Looking at the castle, Sharlelei couldn't help but compare it with the Lord's Mansion in Yuequan Town, and then she sighed.

As the saying goes, comparison is the key to success. The Volo family's castle was infinitely more magnificent than her lord's mansion. It could be said that this was what a true aristocratic mansion should look like.

The Yuequan Town soldiers led by Sharlelei were completely stunned.

Among them, half of them came to Greystone Town for the first time, and also saw the magnificent castle built with magical materials for the first time.

You know, just a few months ago, they were just ordinary farmers, but now, they came to this prosperous town as victors.

They stared blankly at the wide, clean streets and rows of buildings before them. The roads here were more than three times wider than the dirt roads in Yuequan Town, and the tall brick houses were far superior to the thatched and wooden houses in Yuequan Town.

Although the streets are now deserted due to martial law, it is not difficult to imagine how prosperous this street is on weekdays.

As for the guards who were originally Derek's private soldiers, they were immersed in the shock of "We actually broke into the Baron's hometown."

"Lady Saint, what should we do next?"

Durenna came to Sharlene, bent down respectfully, and whispered.

"First, recruit the remaining defenders." Shalelei glanced back at the trembling Greystone soldiers. "That cultist should still be in the castle. Block the entrances and exits, cut off the supply lines, and avoid engaging the defenders."

"Yes, Saint," Durenna replied. Then, following Sharlene's gaze, her gaze fell on a pure white spire in the city.

That is the spire of the Church of Our Lady of Light.

"Then we should go to the church in Greystone."

Salaret smiled slightly.

It's time to increase the number of my succubus followers.

Volume 2: The Holy Silver Lily of the West: Chapter 131: Finally New Clothes

Due to Sean Warlow's martial law, the streets of Greystone Town were deserted. The townspeople hid in their houses and looked through the windows at the army passing through the streets with fear and anxiety.

But soon, they discovered something was wrong.

This army did not start looting after entering the city like ordinary armies did - no, to be more precise, their eyes were looking straight ahead, and they didn't even look at the houses and buildings on both sides.

Some stalls that had not been closed in time were scattered on the roadside, with turnips, parsnips and other things on them rolling all over the ground, and the troops just walked past in a straight line, and no one took the opportunity to pick up the things - no one even glanced at those things!

——Because everyone's eyes were focused on the nun riding a horse at the front of the queue.

Although the nun was looking at the road ahead most of the time, when she occasionally turned her head, the townspeople hiding in the houses saw a face that was incredibly beautiful.

This is... the invading foreign enemy?

This absurd thought came to the mind of every resident of Graystone Town who saw the girl.

An army led by a girl... a nun?

Soon, Shalelei and Durenna split into two groups at the central square of Greystone Town. The female knight led a large army to the castle of the Volo family to block the castle's external access, while Shalelei brought Isadore, several guards, and the unconscious Sean Volo to the Greystone Town Church.

Arriving in front of the pure white church, Sharlelei looked up at the towering spire and the lobby, which was countless times more magnificent than the church in Yuequan Town, and couldn't help but sigh softly. Isadore, on the other hand, had already started shouting and yelling.

At this moment, the church's doors slowly opened, and a group of nuns emerged. The Graystone Church was three or four times larger than the Moon Spring Church, so the number of nuns within the church was nearly forty.

These nuns were dressed in simple and solemn black nun uniforms. In Sharlene's eyes, the pink desire numbers flashing on their heads were mostly around 55.

But in this black team, there is a striking white.

The nun at the front of the procession, dressed in white, appeared to be in her late thirties. A pure white headscarf embroidered with gold trim held her long hair in place, and she wore a thick cloak. Beneath the cloak lay a pure white dress. Unlike ordinary nun attire, this dress was tightly cinched at the waist, with floral patterns adorning the hem. Long tassels trailed down the back, giving it a particularly holy and otherworldly look.

It was this exquisite dress that made her originally not-so-pretty face look even more beautiful, and also made the pink "?64" on her head more charming.

The nun in white led the nuns out of the church. When she saw Salleh leading the soldiers, she was slightly startled.

Like those townspeople, she also did not expect that the "foreign enemy" invading Greystone Town would be a young girl, and a nun like herself.

"I am the Lord of Moon Spring Town, Sharlelei Delavie." Before she could speak, the girl on horseback spoke coldly, "Are you the head nun of the Greystone Town Church?"

Upon hearing this, a younger girl in the nun team suddenly screamed in surprise, "That 'crazy daughter' who likes women?"

Sharlele didn't get angry when she heard that, instead she smiled at her. Somehow, looking at that gentle and beautiful smile, the girl's cheeks flushed slightly, and she lowered her head hastily, with the number of desires on her head glowing.

The nun in the white dress coughed awkwardly and changed the subject. "Yes, Miss Delaware, I am Lydia, the head nun of the church in Graystone Town."

The nun in a pure white dress bowed her head slightly, performing the ritual common between followers of the goddess. She said in a deep voice, "As fellow followers of the Goddess of Light, I wonder why Miss Delavie is leading her army to invade Greystone Town?"

"Of course, I came here to rescue the suffering people of Greystone Town in accordance with the will of the Goddess."

As soon as Salares said this, the expressions of both Lydia and the nuns behind her changed.

"It is a serious sin to claim the goddess's orders in vain, Miss Delavie." Lydia's expression darkened and her voice became colder.

"Of course I know. And that's why I said I was following the will of the goddess." Shalelei chuckled and raised her right hand. A ball of golden holy light lit up from her palm and rose slowly into the sky like a little sun, releasing a soft and bright light.

Seeing this holy light, the nuns in Greystone Town were all shocked. Lydia even took a step back and said in a lost voice, "You...you are a...a priest?"

Goddess of Light, she only knew that the young lady from the Dravi family was a "crazy daughter" who loved women, but she had never heard that the other party was a priest of light who could cast divine spells!

Then again, if she was a priest of light, why would she be sent to form a marriage alliance and cause the scandal of the mad daughter?

"Two months ago, I was inspired by the goddess and received her blessing. Therefore, I set out on the journey to save the people of the Western Territory."

Sharlelei retracted the Holy Light and clasped her hands together in front of her chest. "Sister Lydia may not know that Greystone Town has long been infiltrated by cultists. I believe that this is why the Goddess chose me to carry out her will."

"Graystone Town has been infiltrated by cultists!?" Lydia was horrified, and the nuns were even more furious.

If this sentence came from the mouth of a crazy daughter, no one would believe it. But if a priest inspired by the goddess said this, the weight would be completely different.

"If you don't believe me, you can ask the city guards." Sharlelei extended her hand and pointed to the Greystone garrison beside her. When she and Durenna had split up earlier, she had specifically asked for a few soldiers who had witnessed Sean Volo's transformation, specifically to serve as witnesses at this moment.

Seeing Lydia looking at him suspiciously, the guard said anxiously: "Lady Saint...Lady Saint, she is right! Just now, Master Sean was on the city wall, on the city wall..."

As he spoke, he swallowed with horror, then continued tremblingly, "On the city wall... it turned into a monster, bleeding... black blood..."

Lydia stared at him suspiciously, and saw that his expression of fear did not seem fake. The other soldiers guarding the city hurriedly echoed her, and even carried out the unconscious Sean so that the head nun could see the black and purple blood vessels in his body and the pointed bulge on his forehead.

Seeing this scene, Lydia and the nuns couldn't help but gasp. One young nun even screamed and sat down on the steps in front of the church.

"He...he he he...why is his head pointed?" Lydia's voice trembled, and Salleh's face was almost twitching. She just managed to hold back her laughter and maintain her saintly persona.

"This is exactly what the cultists did. Now they have occupied the castle of the Volo family. Only by taking it can this disaster be truly ended."

"I... I understand. The Greystone Church... will do its best to help you expel evil, Miss Delaware..." Lydia said with a trembling voice, her face pale. "But please... please don't plunder the town..."

"Don't worry, Sister Lydia. I come to save, not to destroy. If you don't believe me, send someone to check the streets. My troops haven't done anything out of the ordinary."

After hearing this, Lydia winked at a nun beside her, who immediately understood and walked away with her skirt lifted.

"But now, I need your assistance, Sister. From now on, until I capture Volo Castle, I hope to use the church as my residence and office."

Sallelei dismounted and walked up the steps of the church step by step. Her beautiful eyes were filled with smiles. She looked at Lydia's white dress from head to toe and curled the corners of her lips.

"And...how many sets of this dress do you have?"

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I didn't give the protagonist new clothes until chapter 131. I am a sinful author...

There will be more updates in the evening, please beg for votes and blades~

Volume 2: The Holy Silver Lily of the West: Chapter 132: A Boring World Without Stockings (Updated)

"Ms. De Lavie, I cut the clothes as you asked and put them here..."

The voice of a nun from Graystone Town timidly came from outside the door, followed by Isadore's angry voice, "What's Miss Delavie? You should call her Saint!"

"Yes... yes, Lady Saint..." The nun was so nervous that her voice was distorted. After changing her words, she hurried away as if escaping.

Logically speaking, she shouldn't be so afraid when facing a beautiful and charming noble lady and a priest of light who was inspired by the goddess.

But who could have allowed this Lord of Moon Springs, the blessed Saintess, to annihilate Baron Volo's army? Even Baron Volo himself, a transcendent warrior, died at the gates of Moon Springs!

This time she would have to be afraid even if she wasn't.

"Ugh……"

A moment later, accompanied by a long sigh, the tightly closed wooden door creaked open, and a white arm stretched out and grabbed the clothes on the stool outside the door.

Isadore, who was guarding the door, immediately moved closer, blushing as she tried to get in. The arm immediately transformed into a fist, as if it had eyes, and rudely slapped her on the head.

"Ouch!"

Isadore felt pain and retracted her head, and the arm took the opportunity to take the clothes back and close the door tightly.

When Sharlelei in the room got the dress, she immediately looked at it carefully with shining eyes.

In reality, this dress was nothing more than a sacramental dress, not a rare item. Ophelin should have had one too, but Yuequan Town was so remote and poor that she could only wear ordinary nun's clothes...

Even though this wasn't some fancy, expensive dress, it was enough to excite Sharlene. After all, for the past two months, apart from her nightgown, she had only worn the simple black nun's uniform.

Soon, she put down the white dress and picked up a pair of white silk stockings that came with the dress.

Yes, this world obviously does not have such things as silk stockings on Earth, so this pair of over-the-knee socks is made of silk, and the touch is completely different from the silk stockings that Sharlele was used to touching in her previous life.

Although she really wanted to "invent" stockings in this world, she just recalled how such seemingly common clothing was made and completely gave up the idea.

Let's not talk about whether there is oil in this world. Even if there is, she may not be able to develop a chemical industry...

"Oh, let's just make do with it..."

The girl's soft sigh echoed in the room. A pair of slender, white thighs stepped on the chair, and the toes of her delicate and soft feet pressed against the top of her white silk stockings.

Through the white skin and the perfectly fleshy soles of the feet, one can faintly see the dark blue blood vessels on this white and tender little foot. The small and delicate toes are like jade beads, and the neatly trimmed and beautiful toenails sparkle with a pearly luster.

The cuffs of the white stockings gradually covered the toes, and then gradually moved upwards, outlining the graceful and attractive curve of the arch of the foot, the exquisite ankles, followed by slender calves, and slightly fleshy thighs, which were fixed by garters at the soft thighs.

"Hmm..." The girl hummed with satisfaction as her small foot, clad in silk stockings, stepped into a pair of black nun's flat shoes. After her other foot was also in the shoes and socks, a pair of small hands lifted up the white dress. The girl looked at it with satisfaction for a moment and nodded.

"It should be cut like this, worthy of me."

Finally, with a creaky sound, the wooden door opened, and a slender white figure walked out slowly.

The little nun guarding the door immediately widened her eyes, until the girl, who seemed to be bathed in light, stretched out her hand to her with some anger. Then she woke up from her dream and ran over hurriedly, holding the girl's slender hand carefully as if she was holding something fragile.

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Soon, the nun who had been sent to scout the situation returned to Lydia. The Greystone Town nun learned that the "Saint Lady" had been telling the truth. Her army hadn't taken a single copper coin from the city residents, nor had they even picked up anything on the ground.

Her army had already stationed itself at the two exits from Volo Castle, leading to the west and east sides of the town, completely cutting off all access. Although her army couldn't break in for a while, the people of Volo Castle were completely trapped inside.

As for Master Sean Warlow, who for some reason had a pointy head, he was placed in a secluded room in the monastery and has not yet woken up.

After learning all this, Lydia felt a little more at ease. Since Miss Delave's army hadn't plundered the townspeople, the likelihood of them attacking the church was naturally low.

Coupled with her power of holy light, the abnormality of Sean Volo, and the fact that the Volo family was indeed irrelevant, Lydia now completely believed that she was a priest blessed by the goddess and really came to save Greystone Town.

"But...why did the Saint Lady cut the sides of her dress open?"