Gender-swapped Saintess: A Survival Diary on Hell Difficulty

Nightingale was also taken aback by Roland's words.

"【Elf Dragon Blood Brew】?"

"It is indeed a very good wine for the body. Miss Roland, is this the one you drank yesterday?"

"Yeah, I got this from Kalil. I'll invite you next time we drink together."

Feeling an inexhaustible surge of energy, Roland happily made a promise.

As she spoke, she prepared to get out of bed, and following the custom of Earth, she began to look for her shoes.

Nightingale knew Roland's intentions at a glance and said helplessly.

"Miss Roland, you forgot your shoes downstairs. Let me carry you down."

"Huh? It's no big deal. I'm full of energy right now, I could easily support myself with a mage's hand... Hey, what are you doing? Ouch."

As Roland spoke, Nightingale picked her up in one go, just like a pampered fox princess.

The nightingale gave a determined look, as if she were carrying out some difficult task, and explained.

"You've just woken up, so I'll take care of these little chores. It's a maid's duty."

Her expressionless face is an advantage when she's talking nonsense.

Although she knew it was nonsense, Roland actually felt there was some truth to it.

Although she wanted to complain, the lethargy she felt after drinking made her acquiesce to Nightingale's behavior.

Sigh... what a decadent petit-bourgeois life.

No need to clean up after a hangover, or even walk around by yourself—it's simply awesome.

However, this negative attitude towards life needs to be corrected, otherwise it would be bad to become a useless person.

Roland couldn't help but squint her eyes and hum a song.

As she was about to leave, Nightingale couldn't help but turn back to look at Ms. Tree, a slight joy welling up inside her.

"Poor tree spirit, she only focuses on cultivation."

"Miss Roland ultimately got lucky... Petting a fox is so satisfying~"

……

Roland was carried down the spiral staircase by Nightingale.

To be honest, this feels pretty much like a Mary Sue story, with a lazy fox princess and a cold-faced mature maid.

The problem is that her character's role is a bit strange. As a transmigrated protagonist, she should be the one carrying people.

There might be something wrong here.

Just as Roland was thinking, a clear female voice interrupted her.

Roland turned her head and saw that the sheep was covering its mouth in disbelief, staring at her with wide eyes.

"Miss Roland... why are you like this, lying in Nightingale's arms?"

Looking at the scene before her, the sheep felt her head getting heavier and heavier.

The woman in front of me, Roland, had messy hair and was only wearing a thin nightgown; she hadn't even put on her socks properly.

Her face was slightly flushed, as if she had been nourished overnight, and her eyes and brows were full of healthy vitality.

He seemed a bit down yesterday, so why has he changed so much overnight?

The sheep, being a well-read intellectual, immediately came up with dozens of beginnings, twenty processes, and eighteen postures.

Then my eyes immediately welled up with tears.

"Waaaaah, I shouldn't be here, I should be under the carriage."

"Waaaaah, I'm so sad..."

Roland gave him a look that said, "What is this guy talking about?", before she realized what he meant.

My appearance is indeed quite likely to cause misunderstandings.

So he quickly struggled to get down from the nightingale's embrace, took the lamb's little hand, and began to explain.

It took quite a bit of talking to calm the aggrieved sheep down.

"Alright, alright, next time I drink, I'll definitely invite you and Nightingale along. I won't go upstairs to drink alone anymore."

"Oh, Miss Roland, you're so kind. But next time we can drink together, no need to trouble Miss Nightingale."

Since the fight between the sheep and the nightingale, their relationship has become a bit strained.

Upon hearing this, the two immediately began exchanging barbed glances.

Roland was at her wits' end, so she quickly stood between them, took their hands, and changed the subject.

……

After all that fuss, Roland finally got to eat breakfast.

However, unlike usual, she came to the restaurant for a meal today.

Little Alice clung to her like glue, refusing to get down even when eating.

The little guy's eyes were filled with fluffy ears and tail; he couldn't move once he saw them and kept begging Roland to let him pet them.

Renee couldn't resist coming closer, but she was too embarrassed to come up, so she just stood there like a wooden statue next to Alice, staring longingly at the tail.

Left with no other choice, Roland placed the two little ones on either side of her, letting them take turns touching the big fox's tail.

Fortunately, the main sofa is wide enough, otherwise there really wouldn't be enough room to sit.

"Um...why are you all looking at me? Let's eat."

Roland raised her head, looked at everyone's gaze, and said somewhat awkwardly.

Except for the nightingale, everyone else followed the large tail with shining eyes.

Yesterday, although Roland recounted the battle to everyone, she did not go into detail about the fox transformation.

Because even Roland herself couldn't understand why the transformation ring used by the succubus for flirting would bring about such a huge change in her.

At this moment, Coco, the cat who was temporarily staying at the church to treat her leg injury, couldn't help but speak up.

"Lady Roland, you were probably human before, weren't you, meow?"

"Coco Cat, you can just call me Miss, no need to be so polite. We've been on the battlefield together."

Roland looked at Coco the cat in the wheelchair, spoke kindly, and then answered her question.

"I was 100% human before. You saw with your own eyes that I grew fox ears and a tail after I put on the shapeshifting ring."

Coco the cat nodded first, then hesitated and said...

"Could it be that Miss Roland actually has fox blood, and that the stimulation caused a reversion to her ancestral traits? I've heard of this possibility before back in my hometown."

"You have similarities to the fox clan in battle, even possessing a unique scent, which doesn't seem like the effect of shapeshifting magic."

Nightingale nodded in agreement, recalling Roland's fighting posture, and praised her.

"Miss Cat Coco is right. Miss Roland, your battle was like dancing. The surroundings were filled with a rich fragrance, which even affected the enemies."

Roland couldn't help but twitch her lips.

Those weren't abilities of the fox clan; at most, they just happened to overlap.

In reality, the effects of fighting like dancing and filling the arena with fragrance are all brought about by the system's bunch of random passive skills.

Wait, this might be related to the system.

Roland calmly opened the system, chatting with everyone while carefully checking the contents.

Finally, next to the [Courtesan] skill, I found an inconspicuous fox ear icon.

[Fox Form - Not Yet Unlocked]

It really is the system.

Judging from the situation, it seems that the transformation can only be removed by unlocking it.

The price is a bit outrageous, but considering that this skill looks good and is powerful, I finally accepted it.

At this moment, she glanced at the basic skill tree, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she couldn't help but exclaim in question.

"what?"

Why has the [Roland Brand Milk] been upgraded and now has a dazzling silver frame?

PS: Thank you to the amazing [Linhe's Shenghao] for the certification and reward! Thank you, boss! I'll add an extra chapter for you~ OVO.