Succubus cannot be a saint

Volume 1: From Crazy Daughter to Saint: Chapter 22: Extraordinary Warrior

At that moment, in the light of the fire, Sharlene saw the true face of the black shadow - it was a blood-stained deer, with countless purple-black blood vessels and muscle tissue breaking through the fur, spreading across its body surface, and its eyes had completely turned white, with saliva flowing from its mouth.

What was even more terrifying was that countless animal horns gathered and multiplied on its body, deer horns, ox horns, sheep horns... These horns cut the tendons on its body surface, pierced its fur, and penetrated deeply into its body. One of the deer horns that continued to fork and grow directly pierced one of its eyes, causing it to ooze black, dirty blood every time it moved.

Even its joints were covered with horns. Logically, it should have been unable to move in this situation, but it still forced itself to drive its deformed and twisted body, as if it could not feel any pain at all, and rushed forward like lightning!

Facing the attacking monster, Derek couldn't help but scream, and Isadore rushed over, trying to block in front of Salare, but faster than that, a silver light -

With a swish, the long sword at Durrenna's waist was suddenly unsheathed, and accompanied by a sharp silver light, it passed through the side of the deer's neck like lightning!

The next moment, a dark shadow soared into the sky and stabbed into a nearby tree with a "snap" sound. It was the deer's head. Its headless body rushed out in a twisted and distorted manner, splashing black blood along the way, and finally fell to the ground, twitching a few times, and then fell motionless.

Durenna shook the blood from her sword and sheathed it, the silver light lingering on it extinguishing itself. Even at this moment, Derek's screams hadn't yet ceased. He stared blankly at the deer's headless corpse, his cries gradually fading.

Though it was only a fleeting glimpse, it was enough for Shalelei to witness the extraordinary nature of her skills. From the moment the monster charged, to the moment she drew her sword, to the moment she sheathed it, Durenna's feet hadn't moved an inch. Her mental fortitude, her reaction speed, the precision and strength of her wrist as she struck the beast with her sword, all far surpassed those of an ordinary human.

She truly deserves to be called a super warrior. Even if all the guards in Yuequan Town were put together, they wouldn't be enough for her to beat with one hand.

For a moment, the whole place was silent, only Isadore poked her head out like a monkey, slipped to the tree and touched the deer head tattooed on it.

"Isadore, don't touch it." Just as Isadore was about to pull it out, Nannide's voice rang out. The mountain man came to the tree, hugged the deer head and pulled it up with all his strength. "This is the creation of the Deer Goddess. It should be returned to the goddess in the fire..."

Sharlelei had an idea and wanted to take the body back for research, but seeing Nannide's solemn expression, she knew that this involved the mountain people's beliefs and they would definitely not give it to her.

After throwing the body into the fire, Nannide came to Sharlele and others.

"Thank you, Mr. Nanned, and thank you to the people of the Antlered Goddess." Before Nanned could speak, Sharlele smiled at him.

Looking at the girl's gentle smile, Nanned's stiff expression softened. "Don't get me wrong, pagan shaman. I just don't want to see any more blood."

"That's fine..." Sharlele smiled. "Regardless of nationality or faith, I hope the day will come when we can shake hands, make peace, and coexist with each other in tolerance. May good fortune favor us both."

Nanned remained silent. He cast a slightly hostile glance at Derek, who was not far away, but his gaze towards Sharlene softened considerably, even taking on a hint of gentleness.

"May luck favor you, pagan shaman," Nanned said dryly. "I will convey your wishes to the high priest." Then he turned and left, returning to the campfire.

"Ah...ah! Praise the Goddess of Light!" Only then did Derek, whose face was pale with fear, come to his senses and hurried forward. "I didn't expect these monsters to be so difficult to deal with! It seems I didn't think it through. If I had known this, I should have sent more soldiers..."

"It won't matter how many soldiers you send," Durenna interrupted him bluntly. She watched Derek's servants carry the soldiers off the carts, then her eyes fell on the blazing monster corpses. "I'll stay here tonight."

"You're going to stay here and guard?! Then who will protect me--" Derek's face changed in an instant. Shailelei couldn't help but sigh softly, secretly cursing him as an idiot in her heart.

Durenna glanced at her before turning her head, her hawk-like eyes fixed on Derek with deep disgust.

"The only thing that could threaten your safety here is the monsters outside. And your guards can't handle them," she repeated coldly. "I'll be guarding here tonight. Tomorrow you'd better take the crossbows out of the warehouse."

Derek's face darkened when he heard this, while Sharlele secretly observed the two of them and made a conclusion in her heart.

This Durenna was indeed Derek's bodyguard, but that didn't mean she would obey him. Judging from Durenna's attitude, she even had a certain hostility towards Derek.

But why?

Derek's face darkened after being rebuked by his own guard. However, he did not force Durenna to return. Instead, after a few polite words, he returned to the carriage with a gloomy face and left with his guards and servants.

But at this moment, a breathless voice came from afar.

"Saint... No, no... Miss Sallelei—!"

It's Opheline.

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"Eh, is it all over?" After listening to Sallele's story, Ophelin was so breathless that she didn't even have the energy to be surprised. She sat on the ground and rested for a long time before standing up and bowing to Nannide. "Huh... Mr. Nannide... Thank you for your understanding..."

Nannide snorted but said nothing. Salaret asked, "Do you know each other?"

"That's a long story." Ophelin glanced at Isadore. The lively little girl had already run to the mountain people, clamoring to play with the hunting knives in their hands, while the mountain people looked troubled.

"Is Isadore a mixed-race child of the kingdom's people and the mountain people?" Sharlele expressed her guess.

Ophelin nodded, her expression darkening as she lowered her voice. "Yes, it happened over a decade ago. A foreign merchant arrived in Yuequan Town, got drunk... well... um, he raped a mountain woman and fled that night. Later, when Isadore was born, her mother died of complications during childbirth, and the mountain people were unwilling to accept her..."

Having said this, Ophelin paused and sighed softly, "So, the previous head nun took her in with her in the church... After the previous head nun passed away, I took care of her. That's why the mountain folks were quite kind to me. But we never told her about Isadore's life story..."

So that's why the head nun was able to write such a detailed record of Warcraft... As Sharlele thought about it, she turned her head to look at the little nuns playing in the distance, and a hint of pity appeared in her eyes.

Durenna was listening to their conversation and suddenly interrupted without any hesitation, "'Crazy Daughter' Sharlene Delavie... you don't seem crazy."

"Hey, how can you talk like that! Miss Shalelei got the goddess..."

Durenna's voice was quite loud. Before Salarei could answer, the sharp-eared Isadore came back, shouting and waving the mountaineer's hunting knife. Nanned, who was not far away, turned green with anger.

"Isadore, put down the knife." Salare frowned, and the aggressive little boar said "Oh" and put the knife on the ground with grievance.

"What did you get from the goddess?" Durenna raised her eyebrows. "Revelation?"

"No, I wouldn't dare claim it as a revelation..." Shalelei replied softly. Durenna, however, didn't let her go. Instead, she snorted coldly, "Revelation? So your love for women is also a revelation from the goddess?"

As soon as these words came out, Ophelin and Isadore's expressions changed. If Durenna's previous words were merely offensive to Salarei, then these words were directly disrespectful to the Goddess of Light.

Sharlelei's frown deepened. Judging from the holy emblem on her chest, Durenna was a follower of the God of War. The God of War and the Church of the Goddess of Light were relatively harmonious, so why was Durenna so hostile towards her? Or was this unrelated to her faith?

Shalelei shook her head at the two angry succubus nuns, turned to Durenna, and replied calmly, "I don't know the goddess's true intentions, but since she is willing to guide me, it proves that everything I do is on the right path."

After saying this, she glanced at Durenna again, a warning hint in her eyes, "The will of the gods is unpredictable. Miss Durenna, it is best not to discuss the gods."

After hearing this, Durenna's expression changed slightly, and her attitude softened a lot. She whispered, "I am sorry for the offense, Miss Shalelei. Please forgive me..."

"It's okay," Sharlene smiled softly again. "I will visit the lord's mansion tomorrow to see the injured guards. If Miss Durenna has anything to say to me, we can talk about it then."

As she spoke, she turned and raised her voice and called out, "Mr. Nannide—"

"What's the matter?" Nanned raised his head in front of the campfire.

"Could you please prepare a place for this young lady to stay overnight?" Sharlene said with her hands behind her back and a smile, "She will be guarding the wall here tonight -"

"...I understand." Nanned was silent for a moment and muttered.

"Thank you!" Salares waved to Nannide with a smile, winked at Durenna, picked up the nun's headscarf covered with mud on the ground, and turned to leave.

Isadore followed Nannide's lead and shouted, "Thank you!" She quickly followed, looking up with sparkling eyes, "Ms. Salares, Miss Salares! Let me carry you on my back!"

But this time she got a slap on the head.

Volume 1: From Crazy Daughter to Saint: Chapter 23: The Old Lord of Yuequan Town

"That Miss Durenna seems to have a lot of grievances against me..." Shalelei pondered as they walked back to the church. "Did I offend her in some way? Or are all War God believers just so prone to stirring up trouble?"

"If I guess correctly, Miss Durenna's hostility is not directed at the church, nor at you, the Saint," said Ophelin.

"Huh? What law did I break to deserve this?" Sharlelei's eyes widened, then she realized, "Wait... is she targeting the Dravi family?"

Hearing this, the two succubus nuns looked at each other blankly.

The number of strange words heard from the Saint Lady increased...

"Yes... This matter is related to the Dravi family and the previous lord of Moon Spring Town." Ophelin recalled briefly, "The original lord of Moon Spring Town was named Edgar Ethel, an old knight. But during a rebellion several years ago, he was too greedy and reckless, resulting in the unfortunate deaths of his own son and the eldest son of another noble..."

"With only Moon Spring Town as his territory, it seems this old knight isn't doing very well..." Sharlelei smacked her lips. "And now?"

"The Duke of Dravi stripped him of his lands and titles, and he hanged himself shortly thereafter. His son's widow committed suicide by taking poison, leaving behind only a pair of daughters, Durenna Ethel and her sister Sally."

"I see...Durena, who lost her territory, had to work as a guard for Derek in order to make a living." Sharlelei nodded.

"Family members passed away one after another, leaving her and her sister alone. It's understandable that Miss Durenna harbors resentment towards the Dravi family..." Ophelin sighed, "But this matter truly has nothing to do with you, Saint."

"That girl is not only stubborn but also a bit clueless. I'm afraid to her, Derek and I are just bandits who are occupying her territory..." Salares shook her head. "But I can take advantage of her hostility towards Derek."

When she mentioned the word "stubborn", Salare glanced at Isadore.

Ophelin's heart moved, "Are you saying... that we want Miss Durenna to become one of us?"

"Of course." Sharlene looked up at the bright, star-studded night sky—a sight not seen in Earth's major cities. "Isadore, Ophelin, are you satisfied with the town now?"

Before Ophelin could say anything, Isadore shouted angrily, "Of course not! Uncle Nannide and his family have a hard time! The bald man won't let the townspeople sell to them!"

"Not only the mountain dwellers, but even the townspeople are barely making ends meet..." Ophelin shook her head. "The steward has been telling the townspeople that the mountain dwellers are barbaric and evil, saying that only he can protect them. Therefore, he has imposed an additional 'anti-mountain dweller tax'..."

"...Anti-mountain dweller tax?" This was the first time that Shalelei had seen the strange taxes that the medieval lords imposed at will.

"Uncle Nannide and the others are not that bad!" Isadore waved her fists, her face flushed with anger. "If you want to protect us, we should protect the mountain people from being bullied by the bald guy!"

"Moreover, ordinary townspeople don't know the truth of the matter. They just think that the mountain people caused all this, and only Derek can protect himself..." Ophelin sighed, and suddenly her heart moved, and she looked up at Sharlelei.

Yes, Derek was only the steward, and this "crazy daughter," now the Saint, seemed to be the true lord. If the Saint ruled this town, she would surely bring food and happiness to the residents...

"No wonder there's a wooden fence outside the mountain dwelling area, it looks like a quarantine zone. This time, we have a legitimate reason..." Shalelei thought for a moment and smiled slightly. "Go home and get a good rest tonight. Tomorrow we'll visit the lord's mansion."

By the way, I'll take a look at Durenna and her sister, Sharlelei added in her mind.

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The next afternoon, Salares brought Isadore and Opheline to the lord's mansion.

The Lord's Mansion in Yuequan Town is located on the high ground east of the town. It is a brick and stone mansion said to be two hundred years old. Unlike the somewhat shabby church, it appears to be extremely wealthy.

Magic crystal chandeliers hang in the corridors and living rooms, generously casting bright and soft lights, adding a touch of grandeur to the lord's mansion.

Sharlelei, who had lived in the Duke's Mansion, naturally knew that these genuine magic items were engraved with charging arrays that could absorb free magic power and automatically recharge, achieving almost permanent lighting.

Given the poverty of Moon Spring Town, it is naturally impossible to afford so many magic lamps. These can only be brought by Derek from his hometown, Graystone Town.

After entering the lord's mansion, Shalelei sighed sincerely: "This damn bald guy really doesn't treat himself badly..."

"Sorry, did you say anything just now?" The servant who was leading the group of succubi turned around. He hadn't heard Sallelei's voice clearly because it was too soft.

"Nothing, please continue leading the way." Salares smiled gently, looking dignified. But the two succubi behind her, with their keen senses, heard everything clearly and were practically injuring themselves from trying to hold back their laughter.

After bringing the succubi to the entrance of the reception room, the servant said respectfully, "The master is waiting for you inside."

Salares smiled and nodded, then pushed the door open and walked in. As expected, Steward Derek stood in the room with his hands behind his back, a gloomy look on his face. Three guards stood in different parts of the house, and Durenna stood beside him.

"Praise the goddess, Your Excellency the Chief. I am very pleased that your health is getting better day by day."

Salares smiled, and Derek's gloomy expression softened slightly. It seemed the saying "don't hit someone who smiles" was universally true. Durenna's eyebrows twitched slightly, and her gaze flicked between the two of them, but she said nothing.

After saying some meaningless pleasantries, Sharlene caressed her breasts, which bounced slightly. "Your Excellency, my sisters and I came here to visit the brave guards who were injured last night. We pray for their speedy recovery..."

As she spoke, Sharlele used a little magic to release a charm, tentatively teasing the guards' emotions, while observing Durenna's reaction to see if she noticed the abnormality caused by the charm.

Soon, tears welled up in the guards' eyes and they showed expressions of gratitude, while Durenna remained calm, as if she didn't notice anything unusual.

"Thank you so much! Lady Saint..." a guard shouted excitedly, not even caring about etiquette. "My brother said you must be the Saint! Thanks to you, they were saved! They were able to escape from those cold-blooded mountain people..."

"Alan!" Derek shouted angrily, turning his head to stare at the guard who had suddenly spoken. The guard then woke up from his dream, realized his mistake, and lowered his head in shame.

"Sir, this is human nature. Please don't punish him under any circumstances." Sharlelei lowered her head and smiled, but she was sneering in her heart.

Hearing the "saint" pleading for his own disrespect, the guard's eyes became redder and redder. The other two were also moved. There was a bit more respect in their eyes when they looked at Sharlene, and they wanted to worship her immediately.

Normally, her charm wouldn't be able to quickly stir up such strong emotions, but last night, Salleh's act of saving the guards had truly made them feel an incomparable admiration and gratitude for her. And precisely because of this, her charm had a multiplier effect.

"But after interacting with those mountain people, I found that they don't seem to be evil pagans." Sharlele said softly, "If they really have no blood and no tears, how could they be persuaded by me to lend a helping hand? Therefore, I believe that we can coexist peacefully with them..."

Listening to her words, the confused guards couldn't help but nod their heads repeatedly. At this moment, under the influence of the charm, they only had one thought left - the Saint was right!

And Derek's face darkened again.

For him, Sharlele's arrival today was undoubtedly a dangerous signal.

Volume 1: From Crazy Daughter to Saint: Chapter 24: Lord's Mansion

If Salares's previous statement that she wanted to practice in seclusion in the church and her blessing had more or less dispelled Derek's vigilance, then her rescue of the guards last night and her visit to the lord's mansion today had once again aroused his vigilance.

He was able to become the chief steward of Yuequan Town and take charge of all the power because Sharlelei had no ability to manage a territory. But what if Sharlelei showed the ability to manage a territory?

This "crazy daughter" was blessed by the goddess and suddenly regained consciousness, even showing supernatural blessing power. This alone was enough to shake his rule as the general manager.

If this girl also showed the prestige and charm that could unite the mountain people and became a "saint"... then what position should I, a steward from an outsider, be placed in?

You must know that this "crazy daughter" is the real lord of Yuequan Town and the blood of the Duke's family!

As soon as this thought came to mind, it spread like a thorn in his heart, making him restless, and his eyes turned gloomy when he looked at Sharlene.

Sharlelei noticed the change in his expression and sneered in her heart.

She knew that this would irritate Derek, but it was inevitable. Given Derek's narrow-mindedness and his obsession with power, even if she did nothing, he would eventually come to his senses—how great a threat a sober, crazy daughter would pose to him.

At the current stage, it is impossible for Charlene to overcome Derek's hostility and use charm to brainwash him into becoming her loyal servant - if she could, she would not have to be a succubus and could just change her name to Yuri.

But today, her target wasn't Derek, but Durenna and her sister, Sally.