Succubus cannot be a saint

Then, with a chuckle, Sallelei got up and left the bed, accompanied by a fragrant breeze. Isadore was left sitting on the bed, her cheeks burning and her heart empty. Sallelei's laughter echoed in her ears over and over again.

"This is an advance reward. There's more waiting for you once you complete the mission, okay?"

Volume 1: From Crazy Daughter to Saint: Chapter 70: Let’s Experiment with the Maid First

After seeing off the dizzy but extremely cheerful little nun, Charlene stood by the window, looking at the blue sky outside.

Thoughts raced through her mind. After finalizing the day's itinerary, she first called Ophelin to arrange some daily tasks. At that moment, a maid came in with tea. Sharlene's eyes lit up and she beckoned her, "Come here."

The maid was somewhat surprised, half excited, half apprehensive, as she approached the Saint, her eyes gleaming with reverence. Sallelei looked at the pink "?39" on her head and sighed inwardly.

It’s not enough. Although the number of desires is increasing, the speed is too slow.

We still need to find some ready-made people with high desires to convert, such as the nuns of the Greystone Church, or even members of the Volo family...

Thinking of this, she shook her head, stood up, smiled and shook the maid's hand. The little maid became even more excited, her hands trembling like sieves, and tears overflowed from her eyes.

"... Strengthen the ability to control magic." Shalelei muttered to herself and activated the Gift of Blasphemy. A pink-purple light flashed on her palm, and the maid was slightly shocked, with a hint of confusion in her eyes.

"What do you feel?" Sharlene asked softly. The maid stammered, "It's like, it's like something is flowing into my body... Saint, is this, is this your blessing...?"

"Don't be nervous." Sharlelei smiled slightly. She held the little maid's hand and placed it on the rune base of the magic lamp. "Calm down and feel carefully... What do you feel?"

As she spoke, she soothed the maid's agitation through her charm, helping her calm down. The maid closed her eyes, trembling slightly, then suddenly opened them in surprise: "Lady Saint, I, I seem to feel... something warm inside... like hot water flowing..."

Sallelei and Opheline looked at each other. Opheline's face was full of surprise, while Sallelei smiled slightly.

It seemed that using the Gift of Blasphemy to improve his "magic control ability" was effective. At least this ordinary person could feel the magic flowing in the rune base.

"The ability to control magic" is also a kind of spiritual attribute... Her guess is correct!

Next, it was time to test the extent of her magic control abilities. While the more mana she used for the Gift of Blasphemy, the higher the boost it would provide, considering that Sharlelei's goal was to build an army...

"More experiments are needed to find a balance between the strength of the magic-controlling ability and the number of people who can be blessed at the same time..." Thinking of this, Sharlele took back her gift of blasphemy and smiled as she sent the still dizzy little maid away.

"Lady Saint, what were you just saying..." Ophelin asked cautiously.

"I have given ordinary people the ability to control magic through blessings." Shalelei briefly explained her idea. As she expected, Ophelin's eyes widened immediately.

"The succubus's blessing can...give ordinary people the ability to control demons...?"

Although Ophelin is not a wizard, she is a top student from a seminary after all, and she knows a thing or two about magical talent.

Since ancient times, countless attempts have been made to artificially acquire magical talent. Although it is indeed possible to forcibly transform ordinary people into magic apprentices by consuming large quantities of expensive potions, this method is far too expensive, making it affordable only for wealthy merchants and nobles.

But now, Sharlelei said...the blessing of the succubus can directly give ordinary people the ability to control demons!

Although the ability to control magic is only half of magical talent, its immediate and stable effect is enough to be called a shocking discovery.

But... this matter obviously cannot be made public.

"But...Lady Saint, just having the ability to control magic does not make you a wizard. You can only operate magic items..." Ophelin's delicate eyebrows were wrinkled. She still didn't understand the purpose of this discovery of her Lady Saint.

But soon, she saw a mysterious smile on the pretty face of her own Saint Lady.

"But I really only need them to operate magical items." Shailelei stretched out her finger and tapped the Succubus Sister's forehead. "And there's one more thing... Aren't you a wizard yourself?"

"...Ah?" Ophelin was completely confused when she heard this. "Am I...am I a mage?"

"Do you have magic power?" Salare gave her a gentle look.

"I... have... do I?" Ophelin was stunned for a moment. She must have magical powers... otherwise how could she use "influence" and "blessing"?

But all along, she had taken these two succubus skills for granted and had never thought about how they were related to magic.

"Do you have the ability to control magic?" Sharlele grabbed her hand and placed it on the rune base of the magic lamp. Ophelin concentrated for a moment before exclaiming, "—Saint, Saint! I, I also feel it... something like hot water flowing inside...!"

"Don't you understand? You're already a spellcaster. All succubi are spellcasters. We're monsters, not humans anymore. How can we survive without some special skills?"

Sallelei smiled, while Ophelin was at a loss for words. She stared dazedly at the smiling girl before her, feeling her worldview had once again been redefined by the Saint.

Yes, yes, we are monsters. Don’t monsters all have magical powers...?

For a moment she was so excited that she just wanted to show her horns and tail, lift her skirts and rush out to tell her sisters the great news. But Sharlene just stretched out her hand and stopped her.

"Now is not the time to advertise, Ophelin. I need you to help me prepare some things and test the effect of the blessing on ordinary people."

A few minutes later, Opheline hurried out of the study holding the list that Charlene had written for her.

Walking quickly in the corridor, the head succubus nun's eyes were filled with excitement and enthusiasm, and even her steps were vigorous.

I'm a spellcaster... I'm a magician? Although I haven't been able to become the head nun of a large church, nor can I continue my studies in a seminary, I have gained extraordinary powers that I never dared to imagine before...!

She felt like her heart was about to explode with joy, and her steps became lighter and lighter, as if she was about to jump for joy in the next moment.

With this power, and with the blessing of the Saint Lady and Ishado from the Goddess of Light, she suddenly felt that the monsters in the depths of the Black Forest, and even the mysterious power, were not so scary.

"Ah... Her Excellency, hello!" The maid who had just passed by stopped in her tracks when she saw Ophelin's beautiful smile and rosy skin. For some reason, her gaze remained fixed on this mature beauty, unable to move away.

"Meet me in my room later."

A fragrant breeze blew past her as Ophelin, her charming eyes filled with a smile, and her soft voice echoed in her ears. The little maid's eyes went blank, her cheeks flushed, and for a moment she didn't know where she was or what she was doing.

It wasn't until Ophelin walked away that the little maid came back to her senses. She shuddered and felt a strange chill under her skirt...

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Half an hour later, Sharlelei stood in the courtyard of the lord's mansion. In front of her were sandbags, wooden stakes, and a suit of leather armor, and in her hand was a crossbow bolt.

After ordering someone to deliver the crossbow arrows and arranging the target, she would begin to try out the newly learned catapult technique.

Taking a deep breath, Sharlelei muttered the incantation for the catapult spell, holding a crossbow bolt flat in her palm. Guided by the incantation, her mental power smoothly mapped out the spell structure for the catapult spell. With the infusion of magic power, an invisible force suddenly burst forth, launching the crossbow bolt from her palm!

There was a slight "thud" sound, and the crossbow arrow pierced deeply into the wooden stake at an angle, with the tail of the arrow still trembling slightly.

"--Wow!"

At the same time, a girl's scream was heard at the entrance of the courtyard.

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Xi Heng traveled to the end of a dynasty in another world where there was chaos and devastation, and became a lone girl living in a remote village, going up the mountain to collect herbs for a living.

Although he had the lofty ambition of a time traveler, he fell off a cliff while collecting herbs due to his weak health.

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Once you die in this life, you can bring your own cultivation level and an item back to the time when you traveled through time and start everything over again!

In the cycle of time, a broken mirror can be mended, and people can meet again after a long separation!

In his second life, Xi Heng sought medical treatment and medicine to cure his chronic illness.

In the third generation, Xi Heng achieved martial arts and killed King Liao.

In the fourth life, he is the supreme master of martial arts, unrivaled in the world!

After a long time, Xi Heng searched through various legends of gods and immortals, and finally found the trace of immortals, but was told that the way of heaven had collapsed and the road to immortality was full of thorns.

But no matter how difficult the path to immortality is, as long as she can reincarnate for a hundred times, she will surely be able to attain true immortality in her mortal body!

Volume 1: From Crazy Daughter to Saint: Chapter 71: The Power of Catapult

When Shailelei looked back, she saw Durenna supporting a petite girl and slowly walking in from the courtyard.

The girl had light golden hair and a thin figure. Her wrists exposed outside her sleeves were so thin that the shape of her bones could be clearly seen. Her face was also slightly pale and had a sickly look.

——However, compared to her skeleton-like state nearly a month ago, she was much better. Especially the light in her eyes, it was no longer a last glimmer of light, but a light that was truly full of vitality and hope.

The pink number above her head has also changed from 24 to 44, with an astonishing growth rate of 20 points.

“…Sally!”

Sallelei couldn't help but look at her twice more in surprise, and Sally also showed a shy smile on her face.

"Sister Shalelei...ah, should I call her Lady Saint now?" The girl smiled shyly, her voice as soft and delicate as a bird's. Durenna looked at her sister with eyes full of tenderness and doting.

"Why are you so reserved? Just call me sister." Sharlelei walked over quickly, took Sally's hand and looked her over. "How are you feeling lately? Are you feeling better?"

"I, I'm much better now. Thank you, Sister Sally... I heard from you that it was you who cured me with the 'blessing' and appointed me as your knight... Really... I'm really grateful to you..." A blush appeared on Sally's pale face. She spoke incoherently, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Suddenly, Sally bent her knees and was about to kneel down in front of Sallelei. But before Sallelei could react, she shuddered and started coughing loudly.

"Sally!" Durenna quickly helped her up, and Sharlelei thought of "blessing," and her heart moved again. Now that she had obtained the goddess's magic from Isadore, could she try to further treat Sally?

At that moment, she recalled the feeling she had when she cast the divine spell on the night of the monster attack, and prayed silently.

Goddess of Light, I pray that you will grant a miracle and heal this girl suffering from this illness...

The next moment, a strange and invisible spiritual touch descended upon her heart again, and the feeling of being watched and praised by the gods emerged spontaneously, and a bright and soft golden light also appeared in the palm of Sharlene's hand.

As Sally and Durenna stared in astonishment, Shalelei grasped the girl's hand, allowing the golden light to shroud her. Feeling the warmth coursing through her body, Sally's coughing gradually subsided, and she murmured in amazement, "Ah... Saint Lady... Sister Shalelei, you... you really are the Saint Lady..."

Although she already knew deep down in her heart that Miss Sharlele, who had recovered her health with the help of "blessings", was undoubtedly the "Saint", the excitement in the girl's heart when she saw the real holy light at this moment was another matter.

But as the golden light gradually faded, Shalelei's expression grew more serious. She clearly felt that her magic hadn't taken effect, and Sally's illness hadn't been cured.

"Lady Saint, I also asked the priest from Field County to take a look before, but..." Durenna shook her head with a complicated expression.

Clearly, when treating the wounded before, the Holy Light's healing effects were immediate... Or is it that this healing magic only works on external injuries and can't treat Sally's complex underlying illness? Is her illness truly only curable through succubus transformation?

Sharlelei frowned and said nothing, but Sally smiled calmly. "Thank you, Sister Sharlelei. I know this is the cause of my illness. Thanks to you, I can now get out of bed and walk. I am very satisfied."

"As soon as this child regained some mobility, she insisted on coming to the Lord's Mansion to thank you..." Durenna caressed her sister's hair, her face full of doting. Sally narrowed her eyes, smiled sweetly, and nuzzled her sister's hand.

However, Sally had just recovered and was still a little weak. After standing and talking for a few words, she began to pant. After Durenna sent her to the lord's room to rest, she returned to Sally and whispered, "Lady Saint, regarding the monster attack..."

"Is there any unusual movement from the Warcraft?"

"...No, since the last attack of the Hornless Wolf, no demonic beasts have appeared until last night."

"It seems there aren't many 'hornless' monsters..." Shalelei breathed a sigh of relief and nodded. "But we still can't be careless. Since they have a certain degree of intelligence, it means things are not that simple. We need to set up patrol posts not only along the west wall, but also in other places in the town near the Black Forest."

"I will follow your orders." Durenna bowed with a snap, then looked up at the target in the courtyard and asked curiously, "Lady Saint, are you..."

"Me? I'm experimenting with magic." Salares blinked. "Would you like to watch?"

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Then, under Durenna's watchful gaze, Shalelei used the catapult technique to fire off a dozen crossbow bolts in quick succession. With her immense magical power, if she had enough bolts, she could fire off hundreds without stopping, completely transforming into a self-propelled humanoid Zhuge Crossbow.

But firstly, Yuequan Town really didn't have that many crossbow arrows. Secondly... out of the dozen or so arrows, only two hit the target; the rest missed.

Even so, it was enough to astonish Durenna. This extraordinary warrior knew the difference between succubus abilities, divine arts, and magic.

Originally, the fact that the Saint Lady was a succubus and had the blessing of the goddess was enough to make her pupils tremble.

How come after just two days of not seeing her, the Saint Lady has already mastered magic?

Will she be able to learn the fighting skills of the extraordinary warriors in a few days?

Have there ever been wizards who mastered divine arts, or priests who studied magic? Durenna stared intently at the target with the crossbow arrow, and the background behind her seemed to have turned into a starry sky.

What Shalelei said next woke Durenna, who had just been frightened into a blank state.

"I plan to use 'catapulting' to create a crossbow that doesn't require a string and can be quickly fired, and equip it for the soldiers. By the way, I've never touched a crossbow before. How does the power and range of this catapulting technique compare to a real crossbow?"

"...Ah?" If Durenna's background just now was the starry sky, it has now completely turned into a cosmic storm.

For the next ten minutes or so, Durenna kept her eyes blank as she blankly checked the crossbow arrows on the target.

"...The damage and range of this spell are comparable to a true light crossbow. If the magic output were increased, its power could rival that of a heavy crossbow. Add in the ability to fire continuously, and you'd be..."

Finally, the extraordinary warrior came to this conclusion, but she couldn't continue speaking. What would that be like? She couldn't imagine what a heavy crossbow capable of continuous fire would be like.

She only knew that if her grandfather had a guard equipped with this kind of crossbow at that time... it wouldn't take many, just ten people would be enough!

Even if there were only ten of these rapid-fire crossbows, my grandfather's behavior would not be "greedy for merit and reckless advance", but "defeating the majority with the minority". I guess the post-war report would have added embellishments such as "the enemy collapsed at the first touch and was vulnerable to a single blow".

"Once one masters this spell, even a mage apprentice can become a walking crossbowman, a killing machine on the battlefield... No wonder that cheap duke dad said that even fifty well-trained soldiers couldn't defeat a junior mage..."

At this moment, Shalelei was also feeling emotional.

In this world, the strength of the leaders of each side is often a crucial factor in determining victory or defeat in war. This is why many nobles are willing to expend enormous sums, even using up all the resources they have to hire and train soldiers, just to support a transcendent warrior or mage.

In fact, many nobles are extraordinary warriors themselves, or more rarely, apprentices of mages, even if they are forced into this state with potions or the like.

After all, no matter how weak the supernatural power is, it is still stronger than dozens of ordinary soldiers who are still in the era of cold weapons.