Gender-swapped Saintess: A Survival Diary on Hell Difficulty

In the corridor behind the chapel.

People lined up neatly and entered the room one by one.

Roland maintained order from the side, while the lame little girl Renee also helped.

"One at a time, no horseplay or pushing, be quiet!"

"A group of 20 people, squeeze in a little, be careful not to cause a stampede."

Roland prioritized patients from the more polluted slums.

In her vision, a room accommodating 15 people would be an ideal situation.

However, five more people can be squeezed into the slums, since they are more obedient.

This is a significant step towards cost savings.

Roland had a good plan, but reality was beyond her expectations.

The slums could actually accommodate twice as many patients.

They were either thin and frail, or simply teenagers who hadn't grown up yet.

There were also a few child laborers mixed in.

In the end, a total of 32 people were crammed in before reaching what Roland considered the maximum limit.

Then, Roland closed the door and began spraying potions using magical tools.

These were accessories gifted to you by the wealthy woman, Karil.

It is an apprentice-level tool used to atomize potion ingredients, similar to a humidifier on Earth.

After activating, Roland closed the door.

Through the glass window, you can see a light pink mist rising.

The group was somewhat panicked, but they still obediently stayed where they were, following Roland's instructions.

Within the [Elemental Vision], the magical pollution was slowly assimilated as expected.

It has been proven that the centralized application of medication was the correct approach.

This time, Roland's win isn't just small, medium, or huge.

This is a winning strategy!

This is the first step for humanity in defeating magical pollution.

Renee, standing to the side, was also dumbfounded.

She borrowed Roland's gold-rimmed glasses and saw the situation in the room, as well as the easily overcome magical contamination.

Who exactly is this seemingly flamboyant nun?

……

Five days have passed.

The two sisters, Renee and her sister, have moved to the church.

Roland assigned them rooms on the first floor.

Although the space is small and the furniture is rather simple.

But compared to the shacks they lived in, this was far more luxurious.

This is a proper brick and stone building; it doesn't let in the wind in winter or leak when it rains.

Honest Jenny was moved to tears and immediately donated another 80 points of faith.

The Apprentice-level Stabilizer is becoming increasingly well-known and is referred to as the "Stabilizing Potion".

The small chapel on New Sprout Street became famous.

Every day, more and more patients come to her door, begging for Roland's treatment.

Due to the supply falling short of demand, long queues began to form in front of the church, and some people even pitched tents on the spot.

The scene was lively, but actually quite frightening.

Everywhere there were civilians with festering skin, wailing in agony.

If the guards in the old port area hadn't noticed something was wrong and sent a team to maintain order, the church would definitely have been stormed.

……

Inside the church, the two sisters, Roland and Renée, were also extremely busy.

The task of selling potions has been handed over to members of the guard team.

At this time, Renee Jenny was in charge of operating the potion spraying room.

After discovering that Renee could use a small amount of magic, Roland gave her the gold-rimmed glasses.

Although it is used by a lame loli and can only last for a few seconds each time, it is enough to check for magic contamination.

Meanwhile, Roland was in her workshop on the second floor, tirelessly refining [Apprentice-level Stabilizer].

But she was also nearing her breaking point.

To be precise, the golden milk source area at 47 degrees north latitude can't hold on any longer.

She's so tired from squeezing herself in these cramped conditions every day.

However, the number of patients affected by the disaster is increasing, with no sign of decreasing at all.

Even with the [Roland Brand Cow] skill granted by the system, which allowed her size and capacity to continue to grow.

But there is an upper limit to this.

Furthermore, the overexploitation of mineral resources has triggered the side effect of the "Desire Imprint," which is like dry wood meeting a raging fire, making the desire burn even more fiercely.

Although her faith points were flowing in continuously, she had already successfully unlocked [Basic Magic] and improved her physical attributes considerably.

But she's really not going to make it.

……

Pink Harbor, a corner coffee shop.

A succubus dressed in a seductive maid outfit walked into the counter and bowed respectfully to Kalil.

"Sir, news has arrived from the New Sprout Street Church."

Khalil, who had been busy with official duties for three days, stopped what she was doing and suddenly became interested.

"What happened? It seems like it's been quite lively there lately."

The succubus maid nodded.

"Yes, Sister Roland Kane of New Sprouts Church has developed a potion that can cure magical corruption."

"Our people have confirmed that the drug is effective."

"At this time, a large number of infected civilians gathered near the church, and the governor of the old port district had no choice but to send out the guards to help maintain order."

Kalil thought she had misheard and had the succubus maid repeat it.

"Huh?! Little Lolan actually came up with a solution?"

"Oh no! She's really gotten herself into trouble now."

……

The Northern Army Fortress, the garrison of the Fifth Prince.

At this time, he was vying with the Third Princess for the support of the Northern Army.

A cloaked, furtive-looking dark elf entered the room and respectfully handed a report to the Fifth Prince.

"Your Highness, we have found out the reason why the Third Princess suddenly returned home."

Instead of looking at the report, Ponno Lionheart asked directly:

"Tell me, what made my restless sister leave the fortress?"

"Yes, Your Highness!"

"According to intelligence from the capital, the magic reactors of Wayne Corporation, which were sent by the royal family, have been exposed to have the risk of magic contamination."

"The Third Princess probably intends to go back and stabilize the situation before it escalates, and then revise the design plan."

The Fifth Prince burst out laughing.

"Truly, heaven is on my side! With my sister gone, do those idiots she left behind really think they can compete with me for the support of the Northern Army?"

"But I'm very curious, who exactly is it that dares to directly oppose the royal family?"

The dark elf immediately revealed a subtle expression.

"Your Highness, it is your people who are opposing the royal faction."

"what?"

The fifth prince looked somewhat confused; he couldn't recall ever doing such a thing.

The dark elf reminded him:

"It's your slave nun, Roland Kane."

"She developed a [stabilizing potion] to combat magical contamination, which caused the news to spread among the common people."

"The latest news is that her church is now packed with about two thousand patients, and that number is still increasing."

The fifth prince's mouth dropped open.

"You mean, that ordinary, at most pretty, candidate saintess developed a potion to cure magical pollution?"

The dark elf nodded silently.

"Are you kidding me?"

The dark elf shook his head and gestured for the fifth prince to look at the report in his hand.

Ten minutes later, the Fifth Prince suddenly stood up and gave the order.

"Someone, quickly prepare the magic carriage; I must return to the capital immediately."

"I must get Roland Kane under my control before my foolish sister does!"