Gender-swapped Saintess: A Survival Diary on Hell Difficulty

When Roland heard the Tree Lady's shout, her face turned dark.

Who are you calling a vixen?

Uh, no, that's not right.

I feel like I've really turned into a fox, and I can't turn back.

Now, the large fox ears on her head and the big tail on her buttocks look completely natural.

They were many times more flexible than the rabbit ears on the nightingale's head.

It will also reflect her current mood.

Now, seeing the arrival of friendly forces, the fox relaxed and its large ears stood up and swayed slightly.

Its tail hangs down naturally and sways gently in a rhythmic manner.

The onlookers were amazed.

Ms. Tree, who had walked over, couldn't help but circle around Roland, looking her up and down.

"Miss Roland, what exactly is going on?"

"You look like a fox spirit now, your reactions are like one, even your smell is... Sister, you smell so good."

Roland's bunch of random skills seem to have created a synergy.

The air was filled with her distinctive citrus scent, which grew stronger and stronger, making those around her feel somewhat intoxicated.

She clapped her hands to bring everyone's attention back.

"Let's talk about turning into a fox later. We need to get out of here as soon as possible."

"The battle just now was quite loud. If the king sends people, it will be troublesome. I may have gotten involved with the Abyss. If I get found out, I'll be in big trouble."

"abyss?!"

Ms. Shu exclaimed in surprise, her face showing an expression of great alarm.

"Were you just fighting the Abyss? Are there any remaining enemies?"

"No, they're cultists from the Abyss, but I might have been ambushed by the tentacle monster... Never mind, let's talk as we walk."

The Tree Lady unleashed her magic, scanning the surroundings and stopping Roland, who was preparing to flee.

Under Roland's questioning gaze, she pointed to the large trees around her.

"Don't worry, my barrier also has a concealment function, so the people in the capital won't be able to find us for the time being."

"Let's check out the enemy's lair first. I sensed a fairly large building underground; we might find something there."

……

Ten minutes later, in the basement.

While directing the tentacle monster girls to move things, Roland recounted the battle that had taken place that day to the Tree Lady.

Upon hearing that Roland had been struck by the terrifying tentacles, she was so frightened that she immediately picked Roland up to examine her.

This is her future wife, she can't let her be harmed by those disgusting tentacles.

Roland flailed her arms and legs, but unfortunately, Ms. Tree was already nearly two meters tall, making it impossible for her feet to touch the ground.

She could only shout it out.

"Miss Tree, please calm down. Although I was attacked, I was not harmed."

"That terrifying tentacle seems to have turned into a brand."

"It's right here in the corner of my eye, and I haven't noticed any negative effects yet."

Upon hearing this, Ms. Tree immediately looked at Roland's face.

"Where is it? Is it this pink cross?"

"Yes, yes, Miss Shu, you're quite old... You're very knowledgeable, can you spot any clues?"

Ms. Tree immediately used her magical perception.

After a while, she also frowned and looked at Roland's eyes.

"Miss Roland, are you sure you've encountered Abyss cultists?"

"Of course, they all revealed their names, something like 'Tentacle Mother Goddess,' and their tentacle magic is huge and sticky, it's disgusting."

Roland nodded firmly, and even gestured with her chin toward the tentacle monster girls.

"If you don't believe me, check the tentacles on their backs again; they definitely exude an aura of the abyss."

"I've already confirmed them."

Ms. Tree did not turn around, but continued speaking in an incredulous tone.

"In my perception, this mark on you bears the aura of a true god; I cannot find even a trace of the abyss."

"ha?"

Roland was stunned and cried out in disbelief.

Whose righteous god is using tentacle magic?

They also frequently threaten to capture people to reproduce with tiny tentacles.

Ms. Shu became increasingly confused and couldn't help but move closer, hoping to make a further distinction.

Upon closer inspection, however, Miss Roland was indeed very sweet.

The freckles she had been wearing as a disguise had been removed, revealing her flawless, fair skin.

An alluring blush lingered on her delicate face, the afterglow of Roland's battle that had not yet completely faded.

Similarly, her eyes still held a hint of spring, moist and glistening like a little animal begging for affection.

"Slurp~ I'm licking!"

Ms. Tree stuck out her long tongue and licked the pink cross star at the corner of Roland's eye, leaving a wet and slippery mark.

The nightingale, who was counting her spoils in the distance, saw this and ran over immediately.

"Miss Tree, what are you doing? Please have some self-respect!"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but swallow.

Roland didn't react much, she just awkwardly leaned her head back.

"Miss Tree, is this some kind of special examination method?"

"Way?"

Ms. Tree only realized what had happened after she finished licking it, and quickly pretended that nothing had happened, nodding earnestly.

"Yes, this is a special examination method used by tree spirits. Because the situation with this brand is very strange, I had no other choice but to resort to this method."

As she spoke, she avoided their suspicious gazes, put Roland down, and comforted her.

"Miss Roland, please rest assured that, as of now, this tentacle mark does not have the aura of the abyss, nor does it exhibit any negative fluctuations."

"As for which god it belongs to, I need to go back to the church to check the information."

Upon hearing this, Roland patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's good. I thought we were being targeted by tentacle monsters. Those things are disgusting."

……

After the minor incident, everyone continued to loot the spoils.

At this moment, Coco the cat, with a wrinkled little face, walked up to Roland.

"Lady Roland, I just discovered a room that I think you should take a look at."

"What's wrong?"

Roland looked at Coco the cat, never expecting the cheerful catgirl to have such an expression, which made her curious.

"Is there anything in that room?"

"Um...you should still go and take a look, it's a bit hard to describe."

Roland followed the cat Coco, puzzled, along with Ms. Tree.

The little tree spirits she summoned could work and collect loot on their own, so naturally they chose to come and join in the fun.

The cat Coco led Roland to an iron gate, took a deep breath, and then opened the gate for Roland.

Roland glanced at it once, her face turned pale, and she immediately turned her head to the side.

"vomit!"

"What the hell is this? Did those necromancers do this?"

This is a room that resembles a slaughterhouse, but the targets of slaughter are not small animals, but living humans and half-humans.

It was used not only for testing potions and experimenting with magic.

Even after death, they are further exploited by necromancers, turning into skeletons to continue their labor.

Roland dared not look any longer; her stomach churned with acid.

Ms. Tree's face was also pale. In her time, any necromancer who dared to do such a thing would have his head chopped off by the Church of Death on the same day.

Even if the Church of Death is temporarily unable to spare any manpower, the tree spirits of the Church of Harvest will hang these necromancers from the tree branches.

She couldn't help but ask.

"Don't churches care about these necromancers anymore?"

Coco the cat paused for a moment, then shook her head.

"The church can't manage them all; most of these people are volunteers, and they are all homeless people who can't survive."

"Voluntary? How could this be voluntary?!"

Ms. Shu's tone was unusually angry.

Coco the cat couldn't withstand the pressure of Lady Tree's magic and shrank behind Roland.

Seeing this, Roland tugged at the tree lady's dress.

"Calm down. Now that all the major churches have started relief efforts, these kinds of things will become less and less common."

"Let's check if there are any survivors first."

"That's what Coco the cat replied."

"There's a little girl still alive, but... her condition isn't very good. Please come with me."

With that, he took the lead and walked ahead.