Gender-swapped Saintess: A Survival Diary on Hell Difficulty

Roland left the greenhouse with the Tree Lady in her figurine form.

The first thing she did upon returning to the church was to look for magical tools to communicate remotely with the succubi.

Long-distance communication magic is not advanced in this world, distance attenuation is extremely severe, and related items are extremely expensive.

The communication device in Roland's hand is one of Kalil's most prized possessions, and it is extremely valuable.

However, it's perfect for this situation.

The figurine-shaped Tree Lady peeked out from between Roland's chest and saw Roland pick up a communication device, asking curiously.

"Roland, how are you going to collaborate with the succubus? Are you planning to establish a pink-themed business within the group?"

"How could that be? Sexual activity is strictly prohibited within the company!"

Roland immediately denied it.

As the saying goes, lust is a double-edged sword. Most of the group's employees are ordinary people who have never seen the world.

If those alluring, hungry, and indiscriminately attractive succubi were to come here, the entire group would probably descend into chaos.

"So what are you planning to do?"

"I'm planning to..."

Just as Roland was about to speak, she looked down and saw the figurine-shaped tree lady lying on her chest with a look of ecstasy on her face.

Her small body was almost entirely encased in cleavage, and her face was full of contentment.

Roland immediately reached out and grabbed Ms. Tree, pulling her out despite the little thing's resistance.

"Seriously, what are you doing hiding inside the church? Get out here!"

"They have absolutely no self-awareness."

"Waaaaah, Miss Roland is so cold. It's such a contrast that her big breasts are so warm."

Veins bulged on Roland's forehead.

As they spent more time together, Ms. Shu became more and more open-minded.

But this is a bit too uninhibited.

Honestly, girls should keep a certain distance from each other.

She placed Ms. Tree on the table in front of her, straightened her slightly disheveled shirt, and then began to explain her plan.

"I plan to build a direct highway between the Roland Group and Pink Harbor."

"In this way, the travel time between the two places will be greatly reduced, and the nobles' magic carriages can reach Pink Harbor within five minutes."

Roland spread her hands, a sly smile on her face.

At that time, the Roland Group will serve as the venue for the arbitration conference, attracting nobles, while Pink Harbor will provide luxurious entertainment and accommodation.

The two parties joined forces and transformed into a gold rush harvester, snatching up all the customers who would be there when the store opened at 7 a.m.

As for whether the nobility will actually choose to visit Pink Harbor...

no doubt.

Once a direct road is opened, nobles from afar will definitely choose the succubi's pink haven first.

In business, geographical advantage is the most important thing.

In particular, geographical factors are of paramount importance for this pink industry.

When the small head controls the big head, the noble can hold back for an hour and then take a carriage to Haisen Port to visit the store that opens at seven o'clock.

Stop joking! Of course, we should go to Pink Harbor together and have some fun.

Moreover, the succubus's service disregards gender, and even female nobles enjoy themselves immensely; it's simply outrageous.

If Pink Harbor can make good use of this opportunity to rebuild its reputation in aristocratic circles, it can further shake up Tiger Head's 7 o'clock opening.

It was different from what Roland had imagined.

Ms. Shu did not show any relief after hearing her explanation.

The tree spirit, about the size of a figurine, placed its hand on its chin and lowered its head to begin contemplation.

After a while, Ms. Tree raised her head and looked at Roland with a frown.

"Roland, if things go smoothly, we can indeed extract a lot of benefits from the nobles."

"But are you sure the succubi are willing to help us build roads?"

"Why not? This is the hope for reviving the succubus's allure, and besides..."

Roland paused involuntarily at this point.

A figure gradually appeared in her mind.

She was a beautiful, mature succubus with red curly hair.

A succubus with perfect theoretical knowledge but no practical experience, a repressed and sexually repressed woman who is probably, likely, perhaps, should be lusting after her own body.

Kalil.

I never expected that the influence left behind by that wicked woman, even after she's been away on a business trip for so long, is still helping me.

Roland couldn't help but smile gently as she continued speaking to Ms. Tree.

"With Kalil here, Pink Harbor is our strongest ally."

Ms. Tree stared blankly at Roland.

That smile was so radiant, like a bird that had found its home, exuding a sense of security.

For some reason, she felt a tightness in her chest and sighed helplessly.

"But Caryl has been gone for more than half a year. Heaven knows what the succubi in Pink Harbor are thinking."

"To outsiders, you're a complete troublemaker: a suspected apostate of the Church of Light, a fugitive from the Church of Fire, an orc who deceived the Imperial Council, and accused of murdering a nobleman..."

Ms. Tree counted the large hats on Roland's body on her fingers as if counting them out.

With each statement she made, Roland's expression stiffened a little more, until she could no longer laugh, at which point she stopped.

"Miss Roland, what if the succubi are unwilling to cooperate with you?"

"Shouldn't...shouldn't be?"

She had always had a good relationship with the succubi of Pink Harbor. Until the group blocked her out, she often received love letters with lip prints and exquisite little gifts.

Roland wagged her tail and answered hesitantly.

The communication magic item was activated randomly.

The connection to the other end of the magical artifact was quickly established, and a hurried female voice immediately came through.

"Miss Roland, are you alright? What's the situation at the company right now? That Tiger Head didn't harm you, did he?"

The owner of the voice is Ivy Rose, the acting head steward of Pink Harbor, and also the succubus that Roland has been in contact with the most recently.

Although he is somewhat lecherous and always tries to lure Roland home to play some fun games, he is a very good person and a loyal fan of Caryl.

Before Roland could even greet them, she heard a series of anxious questions coming from Ivy Rose through the communication device.

Sensing Ivy Rose's concern, Roland immediately replied.

"Miss Ivy, I'm fine now, nothing has happened."

"Tiger Head has already gone to prepare for the arbitration conference. I'm just being confined within the group; I haven't been arrested."

"Phew...that's good."

Ivy Rose breathed a heavy sigh of relief as she worked with the communication magic item.

"If we still haven't heard from you by tomorrow, we're all prepared to infiltrate the Roland Group. Tsk... these werewolves really have a tight blockade."

"Wait, Miss Ivy, judging from your tone, where are you right now?"

Roland keenly sensed something was amiss.

"You guys aren't somewhere near Xinya Street right now, are you?"

"Yeah, how did you know?"

Upon hearing this, Roland slapped her forehead and hurriedly shouted.

"Hey, hey, hey, whatever you do, don't try to infiltrate! Those superhumans from the Church of Vulcan are on steroids; their combat power far exceeds their magic power level, they're really formidable!"

"Also, I already have a solution, and I also hope that you, Miss Ivy, can help me with some things."

Ivy Rose, who was in an attic and looking towards the Tilland Group, was stunned and looked at the communication magic item in her hand with a bit of confusion.

She seemed to be hallucinating.

Miss Roland just said that there is already a way to resolve the crisis?

But no matter how you look at it, Roland, now surrounded by the Empire and the Church of Vulcan, seems to have no way to escape.

"Miss Roland, is what you're saying true? Do you have a way to escape?"

"Of course it's true, but I hope you can do me a favor next."

"No problem, Miss Roland, please give me your instructions."

When faced with Roland's request, Ivy Rose agreed without even asking for the specifics.

This is a stark contrast to the previously hesitant Red Dragon.