Gender-swapped Saintess: A Survival Diary on Hell Difficulty

After speaking, Roland immediately took out two or three bottles of "Roland Brand Milk" from her spatial ring.

Then he placed it in Ms. Tree's arms.

Ms. Shu was completely dumbfounded.

She had indeed been using the vines to absorb the residue on the bottle, and she had also noticed Roland approaching.

So he decided to take advantage of the situation and put on a show to win Roland's sympathy.

In her imagination, Miss Roland was so kind that she would surely improve her treatment a little.

But things went so smoothly that she was completely stumped.

She turned her head and took a closer look, and noticed Roland's flushed face and the wine bottle in her hand.

Alright, he's drunk. No wonder he's so cheerful.

Ms. Tree couldn't help but ask the question.

"Miss Roland, are you drunk?"

"Drunk? No, how could I be drunk?"

Roland picked up the wine bottle in her left hand, looked at it, and then showed it to Ms. Tree.

"Miss Tree, you're joking. Even Renee can't get drunk on this stuff."

"Oh, right, you reminded me. Here's a bottle of wine for you too. It's Kalil's prized 'Elf Dragon Blood Brew,' it's very valuable."

Roland took out a bottle from her spatial ring, uncorked it, and handed it to Ms. Tree.

Ms. Shu took the bottle and began to examine it, then continued to ask questions.

"Miss Caryl, you actually have such a fine collection of wines, that's amazing."

"This wine was quite famous in my time; the elves' skills were always excellent."

"That's right, Khalil is incredibly powerful. You know Pink Harbor? She owns 100% of the company, she's the big boss!"

Roland patted her chest triumphantly, making the jelly shake up and down.

"Miss Tree, don't worry, you can work with me. Our Roland Group and Pink Harbor have joined forces, and you'll be living the high life in the future."

"Come on, let's drink!"

Roland raised the bottle, only to find that Ms. Tree had not raised the bottle.

"What's wrong? Is this drink not to your taste?"

Ms. Tree shook her head, unsure how to answer.

This bottle of [Elf Dragon Blood Brew] is quite expensive, and it also has the effects of tempering the body and assisting in cultivation.

Even for a mid-level superhuman like Kalil, obtaining such a cricket would likely be difficult; it's probably intended to help Roland with her cultivation.

I felt a little guilty about drinking it all myself.

So he declined, saying...

"I can't hold my liquor, so I'll drink the potion instead."

Upon hearing this, Roland immediately handed over her remaining half-bottle in exchange for the full bottle.

"Then drink half a bottle. This stuff is good; drinking some will help you recover from your injuries."

Ms. Tree looked at the bottle that was handed to her; the bottle's mouth still shimmered with a crystalline sheen, reflecting glimmers of light under the glow of the tree.

Those are traces left by Roland.

She swallowed hard and picked up the bottle.

Then he raised it towards Roland, silently apologizing in his heart.

I'm sorry, Miss Kalil, whom I've never met. I will definitely take you flying in the future.

"Cheers!"

……

So the two of them started drinking.

Along the way, Ms. Tree also developed a new way of drinking it, mixing [Roland Brand Milk] with alcohol, which turned out to be surprisingly delicious.

Although I couldn't taste the flavor of the laurel, it still made the atmosphere much more lively.

With the surrounding environment being beautiful and harmonious, far surpassing any other place on Earth, the two drank themselves into a stupor.

"Miss Roland, how do you have so much [Elf Dragon Blood Wine]?"

"I already told you, Caryl is amazing, just drink it... By the way, what did Miss Tree do back then? I've never heard you tell me."

"I?"

Ms. Tree tilted her head and began to recall the former Harvest Church, speaking with a touch of emotion.

"I used to be a farmer, but I was quite good at it."

"Back then, looking out from the temple, the golden wheat fields looked like ocean waves, undulating across the entire plain. It was a beautiful sight."

"Everyone is overjoyed when autumn arrives. The wheat is harvested cart after cart, and the tree spirits will use the wheat to brew delicious wine, which they will distribute to everyone."

Upon hearing this, Roland felt an instant resonance with the underlying code of the Chinese people and slapped her thigh, shouting.

"Great! Farming is wonderful!"

"If we plant plenty of crops, we'll have food to eat. And if everyone has food, they won't give those necromancers a chance!"

Ms. Tree was overjoyed to hear Roland's words.

Nothing is more joyful than having your beliefs recognized by the person you love.

She toasted with Roland again.

"Then, cheers to farming?"

Roland paused for a moment, then shook her head.

"Farming? No, no, no, farming is for a good harvest."

"Let's drink to the bountiful harvest!"

The clinking of bottles rang out, and Roland tilted her head back and took another big gulp.

Ms. Tree was slightly taken aback upon hearing this.

An indescribable feeling welled up in her heart, making her eyes a little moist.

"A bumper harvest...?"

"Good! Cheers to the harvest!"

She tilted her head back and drank the wine in one gulp, just like she used to celebrate with her sisters back then.

Then she looked at Roland.

At this moment, Ms. Shu's eyes were filled with indescribable emotions, intense and profound.

Finally, she made a decision and made a suggestion, almost like a temptation.

"Miss Roland, Miss Caryl's wine is almost finished. I actually have some in my collection too, would you like to try some?"

"Okay, give me some!"

Ms. Shu immediately got up, walked to the trunk of the big tree, and took out a bottle of clear liquor.

"Try this, a specialty of the tree spirits during harvest season, the purest 'Water of Life,' guaranteed to wash away all your worries in one go."

With a mysterious smile, he poured wine for Roland.

……

Under Ms. Tree's deliberate guidance, Roland quickly became so drunk that she lost consciousness.

Even with [Intermediate Magic Power] as a base, his level of drunkenness was far more exaggerated than last time.

Roland was already lying in the Tree Lady's arms, swimming in the void, probably unaware that she had been completely taken advantage of.

Of course, Ms. Tree did not intend to do anything despicable.

Roland is such a kind and beautiful girl, and she's just my type. I must marry her properly and eat her up in a respectable way.

She gently unbuttoned Roland's dress.

His fingers lightly touched her chest, beginning to trace mysterious magical runes.

The goddess of harvest is dead, but as the divine tree of harvest, she has inherited a small part of the goddess's legacy.

As long as you are willing to pay the price, you can also cast [Harvest Mark].

As the marks of harvest slowly took shape, Ms. Tree's vitality quickly waned.

A beautiful and vibrant golden pattern settled on Roland's chest, gleaming in the dim light.

With this mark, Roland will gain the same lifespan as her, near-infinite stamina, and will no longer be easily captured by enemies.

At that moment, Roland, who had turned her head to the side, suddenly murmured something.

"Wait, wait, where's I, Kalil?"

"Who's tickling me? It's so prickly... Is it Kalil?"

Ms. Tree was startled and almost made a mistake with the magic she was casting. She quickly said...

"Miss Roland, don't turn around, I am Caryl."

Upon hearing this, Roland stopped what she was doing and chuckled in a daze.

"It really is Kalil! You've come for a drink too?"

"Then let's... cheers!"

……

"Cheers!"

Deep underground, in the magnificent city lord's mansion, Kalil elegantly clinked glasses with everyone, creating an extremely lively scene.

This is the headquarters of the [Scholars of the Night], and also the gathering place for the most elite scholars.

The dark elves held this grand banquet to celebrate Kaliel's official joining.

A tall dark elf scholar approached Kalil and clinked glasses with her once again.

"Your Highness, thank you so much for your support of our cause."

"After you return, I'll leave the testing of the faith array to you."

Kalil nodded and swirled her wine glass.

"Don't worry, I won't be careless about this."

"We've had a mutually beneficial relationship. Thanks to you for providing the technology, there's finally some hope for the goddess's revival."

As she spoke, she looked at the calm surface of the wine and couldn't help but think of little Roland on the ground.

What is little Laura doing at this time? She must be overwhelmed by paperwork, right?

The dark elf scholar keenly noticed Kalil's slightly excited mood and couldn't help but ask.

"Your Highness, you seem to have thought of something pleasant. Is it related to returning to the surface world?"

"Pretty much, I'm quite happy, and I'm somewhat looking forward to it."

"Kariel replied, and couldn't help but hum softly."