Succubus cannot be a saint

"Y-It was sent by Baron Volo's butler. Is there any problem?"

"It's a very, very serious problem." Shalelei said slowly, staring into the pair of heterochromatic eyes that kept flickering and avoiding her. "Do you know why I suddenly came to Graystone Town?"

"Huh? What does this have to do with me? You don't want to sell tea too so you can get a share of their profits, do you?" The shadow of Sharlele gradually covered Vera Valindiya. The elf girl's eyes kept dodging, and she began to talk nonsense nervously.

"I'm telling you, I won't buy it. My two mothers have an agreement with the Volo family. Unless you blow up the entire Volo Castle, I won't accept any assistance for daily necessities..."

"Oh? Is that so?" Sallelei raised her eyebrows. "It seems like you'll really have to rely on me for food in the future."

"......?" The elf girl looked at her blankly.

"Although I didn't blow up the entire Volo Castle..."

The girl leaned down in front of her, her hair gently falling, and her shadow completely covered the thin elf girl. In the shadow, her purple eyes, which seemed to be smiling but not smiling, flashed with a strange light, and even her gentle and kind smile was stained with a hint of evil.

Her arms were placed on the backrest of the wheelchair, and the elf girl was involuntarily intimidated by her aura. She clenched her hands on her thighs into fists, buried her head deeply, and tears gradually welled up in her heterochromatic eyes.

It looked as if Salleh was threatening this pitiful girl in the wheelchair.

"But... Baron Volo is dead, Greystone Town has become mine, and the Volo family is now dead in name only."

Vera Valindiya shuddered. It took a few seconds for her clever elven mind to comprehend the meaning of these words. Slowly, in disbelief, she raised her head, her heterochromatic eyes, moist with fear, meeting those dark purple eyes, filled with a smile.

After a while, she finally managed to squeeze out a trembling sound from her lips.

"The Volo family... was destroyed by you?"

The girl in front of her wore her usual smile and nodded calmly, lazily, and nonchalantly.

"--right."

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Volume 2: The Silver Lily of the West: Chapter 142: Miss Mirror's Story (Part 1)

The Volo family... was destroyed?

For a moment, the elf girl couldn't believe it. The girl before her suddenly became a stranger to her. Could the girl who had called her "teacher" with a smile, who had said "I'm sorry" in a gentle voice, who had remained kind and amiable even when harshly addressed, actually... do something as bloody as wiping out the entire Volo family?

How did she do it? Was it... with her "Catapult Magic Crossbow"? No, don't be ridiculous. She knew very well that the thing did have a little bit of lethality, but even if it was made, there wouldn't be enough people using it.

She stared at the gentle face that was exactly the same as usual, and felt her heart growing colder.

She and the Volo family were not particularly close. It was just that the two mothers chose to build a tower here decades ago, and the Volo family accepted them and provided them with living and research supplies.

Although for the Volo family, this happened a generation or two ago.

But... why did Shailelei want to destroy them? Why could she maintain such a gentle, normal smile and tone, and say such a thing?

Most importantly - what is she going to do to herself now?

"...So? You wiped out the Volo family, are you going to attack me next? Are you trying to force me to make magic items for you, or do you have something else in mind?"

Vera Valindiya involuntarily raised her voice, even though it trembled slightly. The girl took a deep breath, clenched her hands into fists, and pursed her lips tightly. Her tear-filled, heterochromatic eyes stared intently into Sharlelei's.

But at this moment, what she was thinking in her heart was——

——Ah, this world is just as I imagined. No matter what happens, it will only get worse and will never get better.

"It all starts with 'this.'" Gazing into the girl's eyes, which were filled with inexplicable grievance and anger, Sharlelei smiled slightly and pointed at the steaming herbal tea on the table. "Have you ever had this? When did you drink it?"

"What? Is it illegal to drink something from the Volo family? Then kill me!" The elf girl raised her head and glared at her coldly.

"No." Salares shook her head. "I'm worried about you."

"Ha, since you don't dare to kill me—" the elf girl sneered, but she reacted the next moment and her eyes widened instantly, "...Ah?"

"I'm worried about you." Charlene repeated, looking into her eyes calmly.

"Worried... about me? Why... why?" Vera Valindiya was completely bewildered. At this moment, she was like a kitten that had food stuffed into its mouth when it breathed out at someone. The fierce expression still remained on her face, but with a hint of confusion.

"Tell me first, have you ever drunk it?"

"I drank a little bit... a few days ago. It was too bitter and not tasty..."

"You gave it to us to drink even though it's not very tasty!" Isadore suddenly said.

"You're the only one who talks too much." Salares rolled her eyes at her, then turned back. "Did you feel anything unusual after drinking this?"

"No, nothing...it's just that, for some reason...I feel a little sleepy during the day..."

"Didn't you have any strange dreams? Did you have that feeling of...contact with a great being in your dreams? Or did you hear strange whispers?"

"No...no..."

Upon hearing this, Sharlelei breathed a sigh of relief. She carefully examined the girl before her. Seeing that she didn't seem to be faking it, she added, somewhat uneasy, "How much did you drink exactly?"

"I just... I took a small sip... but it was too bitter, so I... threw it away..."

After hearing this, Sharlele leaned forward, moving closer and closer to Vera Valindia, gazing intently into her eyes. The elf girl's gaze shifted, her toes tapping nervously, her heart in her throat.

She had no idea what Salares was going to do to her. Her small hands pressed against the rune base of the wheelchair, sweat seeping from her palms. As soon as she moved her mind, the wheelchair would automatically cast a magic spell for self-defense.

But what she saw in the eyes of the girl in front of her was no hostility, only pure worry.

It was precisely because of this that she had not taken action yet.

"Did you really only drink a little?"

"Really...really! I only drank one sip!" This time, Vera Valintiya became a little impatient, and a blush appeared on her face.

Considering that it took Kressa several years to completely control the Volo family, it seems that this medicine will take time to take effect. If Vera Valindiya only drank a little...

"Then it should be safe." Sharlele finally felt relieved. She straightened up and let the light of the magic lamp return to the girl.

"You...what do you mean? What's wrong with this tea?" The elf girl exhaled suddenly and leaned back in her chair.

This time, however, her tone was much softer, even with a hint of guilt. From the previous conversation, she had a vague sense that there might be something wrong with this herbal tea, and even with the Volo family.

"The herbalist of the Volo family is a cultist." Sharlelei turned and walked away from the elf girl, her light flaxen hair drawing an elegant arc in the air. "She used drugs to control the entire Volo family and even instigated Baron Volo to attack my Moon Spring Town."

"……Why?"

The elf girl could only utter such a dull monosyllable.

Was the Volo family's herbalist a cultist? Did he use drugs to control the Volo family? When did that happen? I... I had no idea.

"Then...what then?" she asked subconsciously, but immediately regretted it - the fact that Sharlelei could stand here was the best proof.

"I annihilated his army and killed him. It's that simple." Shalelei said lightly.

"You annihilated his army? How did you do that? With your...catapulting magic crossbow? How is that possible!" Vera Valintiya was stunned, then subconsciously raised her voice.

What good could a catapult magic crossbow do? Forget annihilating an army; I'm afraid it wouldn't even be able to penetrate Baron Volo's protective magic!

"Also...you said his herbalist is a cultist. What evidence do you have?" Then, the elf girl stretched out her small hand and pointed at her tremblingly. Her white fingers, slightly protruding from her long sleeves, looked adorable.

"As for evidence? I naturally have plenty. Just come with me to the Volo family castle and you'll understand. Besides..." Sharlelei flicked the cup filled with herbal tea. "Since you're a magician, you should be able to test the ingredients of this tea, right?"

But after hearing this, Vera Valindiya's face suddenly darkened. She stared at Sallelei coldly, her thin eyebrows lowered. For a moment, Sallelei was a little surprised - did she say something wrong?

"This falls under the purview of alchemy and potions," the elf girl said coldly. "Not every magician is good at alchemy and potions. I am no different."

When she said the word "magician," she emphasized it with gritted teeth. Charlene raised her eyebrows in surprise, but then smiled easily. "I understand. Then it's the same if you and I go to the castle and take a look."

"I won't leave my tower...!"

But somehow these words irritated the little black cat with heterochromic eyes. Vera Valindiya pressed her hands tightly on the armrests of the wheelchair, and a blush spread across her fair cheeks - but this time it was not because of shyness, but anger.

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Volume 2: The Silver Lily of the West: Chapter 143: The Story of Miss Mirror (Part 2) (Updated)

Is it because of the wheelchair that he doesn't want to leave his tower...?

Sharlelei's thoughts raced as she quickly glanced at the magical wheelchair in which she sat.

But why the strange tone when saying the word magician?

"I'm sorry, I offended you... I'll show you the evidence of the cultists. Anyway, the current situation is..."

After a brief thought, Sharlele recounted the key points of what had happened before, including Derek's insanity after taking the drug, Baron Volo leading his troops to attack Moon Spring Town, and the story of Coressa and Sean Volo.

"You're quite good at making up stories." After listening silently, Vera Valindiya leaned back in her chair, pursed her lips tightly, and her eyes flickered. "It's really hard for you to come up with such a long paragraph."

"It's not made up! Lady Saint... No, Sister Sasha, everything she said is true!" Isadore said loudly, stood up suddenly, and glared at the elf girl.

"You're her henchman, so naturally, whatever she says goes," Vera Valindiya said sarcastically, not even looking at Isadore. "But no matter what, I still can't believe it... How did you annihilate Gisio and his army? With just a few people from your remote town?"

Salares didn't answer immediately, but stared at her in confusion. "Who is Gisio?"

"Baron Volo of Greystone!" The elf girl laughed angrily. "You killed him, but you don't even know his name?"

“But Baron Volo’s name is Dector, his brother’s name is Derek, and there’s no one named Gisio…” Salares said slowly, while Vera Valintia’s expression gradually became confused.

"Where and when did you first hear the name Gisio Volo?" Charlene asked at last.

"...Thirty years ago?" Vera Valindiya thought for a moment and said uncertainly.

Salarei and the bewildered Isadore exchanged a glance and sighed, "Alas, elves..."

Gisio Volo, I don't know if it's the name of Derek's father or grandfather, but he's not the Baron Volo of this generation.

After suddenly realizing this, the elf girl's cheeks flushed red. "What, what's wrong? Everyone makes mistakes sometimes! Do you dare to say that you have a good memory?"

"I have a very good memory!" Ishado exclaimed.

Vera Valindiya glared at her hatefully: "Then read my full name again!"

Isadore suddenly wilted and stopped talking.

"Let's put this topic aside for now." Sharlene smiled helplessly and tapped her teacup. "Excuse me, could you please get us some other drinks?"

Vera Valindiya glared at her resentfully, but besides anger, her eyes were filled with complex emotions. She placed her fingertips on another rune base on the wheelchair and activated the magic on it.

As the magic light flowed along the wall into the rune base embedded in the inner side of the wall, a complex water-blue magic circle lit up on the ground.

Tiny blue light spots quickly condensed in mid-air, forming two water elements only ten centimeters high. Bright blue magic light replaced the physical magic bracelets and bound them.

Two water elements each carried a new teacup and flew onto the table, then jumped into it and turned into two cups of water.

"Wow...the little water man turned into water!"

Isadore opened her eyes wide, and even the dissatisfaction in her heart that "Sister Sasha was too close to Miss Mirror" was thrown out of her mind.

"Magic to summon and control elemental creatures?" Sharlelei picked up the cup and looked at the clear water inside with great interest, then looked at the plain floor after the magic circle was extinguished.

"The rune base is completely embedded in the building wall? Ingenious design... but how does it keep the magic flowing? Where is it powered? Won't it be interfered with by other rune bases in the wall?"

"Huh, you know a lot."

Although she disdained Isadore's innocent and simple exclamation, Vera Valindiya still raised her eyebrows proudly at Sharlelei's rather technical question.

"This is the work of Mother Gelley... well, one of my mothers. If I were to tell you every detail, I'm afraid it would take three days and three nights to finish."

"Oh? In that case, why don't we just stay here for a while..."

"Hey, you! Do you want to sleep in my room?!"

"It's just a joke, just a joke. But my dear teacher..." Sallelei shook the glass of water and looked at the room with interest.

"But I am indeed curious. Why did you and your two mothers choose to settle here, and how did you build this tower?"

The moment she heard these words, Vera Valintia fell silent.

"You're also curious about how I annihilated Baron Volo's army, right?" Sharlene placed the water glass on the table with a soft "clack." "How about we make a deal, dear teacher? Tell me why your family came here, and I'll tell you the truth about this matter. How about that?"

Before the elf girl could answer, Isadore beside her was already getting restless.

Although she doesn't look very smart, she is just innocent and not really stupid.

When Sharlele told the Miss Mirror in front of her the secret of "annihilating Baron Volo's army", didn't it mean that she was also telling her the secret of the catapult magic crossbow - the Gift of Blasphemy, and the secret that she was a succubus?

And for some reason, Isadore instinctively didn't want Miss Mirror to become a succubus as well.

“Sister Sasha…” She tugged at Shalelei’s sleeve anxiously, and Vera Valindiya sneered at the sight.

"Oh? It seems your little follower doesn't want you to tell him. After all, this is a military secret, right? It doesn't matter, you don't have to tell him."