Gender-swapped Saintess: A Survival Diary on Hell Difficulty

Having received confirmation from Kaliel, Roland finally breathed a sigh of relief and removed her cloak.

Just to be on the safe side, she left the cloak at the door before going into the shop.

Caryl's eyes lit up when she saw Roland's attire, and she gave a flippant whistle.

My eyes almost popped into Roland's chest.

"Little Loran is so pretty! Where did you buy this outfit? It suits you perfectly!"

"Ah... well, I just bought it randomly in the shopping district."

"You're lying to your sister again. There aren't any such novel styles in the old port area, and the quality isn't something you can buy just because you have money."

How can this succubus be so perceptive...?

Roland had no choice but to awkwardly change the subject.

"Put that aside for now, Boss Caryl, can you tell me what exactly is magic pollution?"

Caryl didn't pursue the matter of the clothes any further, but instead asked:

"I was about to ask you that too. Magical contamination isn't something just anyone encounters. What strange place did you go to?"

"No, I only encountered this because I treated a patient."

"patient?"

Kalil frowned.

"Extraordinary, or ordinary?"

"Ordinary people, just ordinary dockworkers."

Caryl fell into deep thought, then asked Roland:

"Let me ask you first, how much do you know about magical corruption?"

Roland shook her head.

Caryl then began to explain things to Roland at the counter.

……

After a fifteen-minute explanation, Roland quickly understood the magic pollution.

"Disrupting elemental forces and disrupting the body's normal magical energy circulation—is this magical pollution?"

"That's right, it only appears under the bombardment of high-level magic."

Kalil continued:

"It's strange that you found magical contamination in civilians, because they usually die directly from the aftermath of battle."

"But you don't need to worry too much, this little bit of magic pollution has no effect on you."

"Even an apprentice-level superhuman has a magic circulation intensity that is dozens of times greater than that of an ordinary person."

Hearing that she was perfectly fine, Roland felt even more relieved and asked...

"What about the infected civilians?"

"mortal?"

Caryl recalled the patient Roland had mentioned when she first entered, paused for a moment, and then asked tentatively:

"Does he have a lot of gold coins?"

Roland's lips twitched.

Just say it's hopeless.

Caryl looked at Roland.

"You've probably tried using healing spells, haven't you? Healing spells and potions are useless against corruption."

"Only by diluting the pollution with a large amount of magic can a healing effect be achieved."

"Generally speaking, it requires about 80% of a novice mage's magic power and costs around 100 gold coins."

Roland remained silent.

She still has a considerable amount of Faith Points to go before she can reach the [Basic Magic] skill.

It seems Ellie needs to start thinking about which orphanage to go to.

If all else fails, she can adopt him.

Furthermore, the recent surge in sales of healing potions is likely due to magical contamination.

My goodness, the church's funeral services are sure to be incredibly popular for a while now.

The more she thought about it, the more her head ached. Roland put on a pitiful look and looked at Kalil with her emerald eyes glistening with tears.

"Sister Karil..."

Seeing Roland's cute expression and her tail held high, Kalil still gave her a reminder.

"It's very expensive for me to do this."

"I have no money..."

Roland was taken aback, then hesitated, gritting her teeth:

"Can I pay it off on credit? I can use the [Vigor Potion] to pay it off after this week."

Having too much debt doesn't bother you; having too many lice doesn't make you itch.

Those guys, covered in radiation... and corrupted by magic, are still in the church.

Please don't let her church be defiled!

Kalil saw this, but assumed that Roland was concerned about the safety of the common people.

An admiration flashed in her eyes, but her words were sharp.

"Intermediate level mage, asking price is one thousand gold coins. Potions aren't worth that much."

As she spoke, Caryl stepped out from behind the counter and placed her hand on Roland's head, rubbing it.

A surge of magic swept across Roland's body, resolving the magical contamination on her.

Roland raised her hand and looked left and right, but couldn't find anything different at all.

"No need to look. Magical contamination can't be observed with the naked eye. You need to learn the basic magic [Elemental Vision] to see it."

"Oh right, you already owe me a thousand gold coins."

Caryl patted Roland's head with delight, and her words made Roland's eyes turn red.

"Why is it so expensive! Isn't it supposed to be one hundred gold coins?"

"I've already said, this is the market price for intermediate-level mages, no deception, but of course you have other options..."

Kalil drawled out the last syllable, her eyes gleaming with ill intent at Roland's breasts, outlined by her new clothes, making her drool with desire.

Big... and round...

"I can accept it if Little Laura uses other payment methods."

Roland instinctively covered her chest, then realized she had been teased.

She, a dignified and respectable Chinese man, was repeatedly harassed by a woman!

Then I felt that covering one's chest was too feminine.

He quickly lowered his hand, and puffed out his chest as if to prove something.

Little did they know, Kalil was practically drooling over it.

"I can pay back the money normally, don't think of me as that kind of shameless nun."

Roland said solemnly.

Caryl did not reply; the heart-shaped tail behind her had already started tap dancing.

A very good nun, making her tail spin; love comes from the succubus.

Such an innocent nun, unaware of the dangers of society.

When she arrived at the church, she found herself alone with the succubus in a room. Was she really the kind of "shameless nun"?

It's still her decision!