Succubus cannot be a saint

And this means that her life is slowly slipping away.

"Saint...Lady Saint...Sally, Sally..." Durenna said in a trembling voice. The moment she saw her sister's blood, her mind went completely blank. She turned her head in a panic, her eyes fixed on Sally, as if she was her last straw.

"Healing spells are ineffective, and the Gift of Blasphemy can't improve her physique any further. If I cancel the physical enhancement and instead strengthen her mental strength, her body will collapse... Is she really the only one who can transform into a succubus? But her number of desires... do we have that much magic power right now?"

Sally's mind raced. Even though she had acquired a new succubus, Granny, the combined magical power of the succubi was still insufficient to transform Sally, whose Desire Points were less than 50. What should she do? What should she do now?

Suddenly, she turned her head sharply and looked out the window towards her laboratory.

——Deep in the laboratory, there is a prototype charging array.

At first, Sharlelei never thought of using this thing to provide magic power for succubus transformation, because its effect was very unstable and there was a risk of explosion when using it to quickly charge the magic crystal.

But she couldn't care less now - that magic circle was their only hope to transform Sally.

Sharlelei gritted her teeth, turned her head, pressed Durenna's shoulders, and stared into the female knight's tearful blue eyes.

"Take Sally to my lab, quick!"

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A few minutes later, deep inside the laboratory.

Durenna looked at Sally, who was lying on the charging circle and twitching continuously, and wrung her hands tightly together. The other succubi gathered around them, almost filling up the small room.

Everyone's face was filled with worry and astonishment. After all, before this, no one had thought that the medicine Nanny drank had any connection with the medicine Sally had been taking.

You know, Sally has been relying on this kind of medicine to regulate her body over the past few years, and she only stopped taking it in the last two months.

"It's about to begin." Shalelei raised her head and stared at Durenna, bringing the cup of water mixed with her own blood to the girl's mouth.

"Please... please start, Lady Saint." The female knight bit her lips hard, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

She had imagined it many times that when Sally's health got better and the time was right, she would turn her into a succubus as well. From then on, the two sisters would live together with the Saint forever.

But... that should have been in the church, with the nuns' blessing, I personally fed my sister red wine mixed with the Saint's blood, and watched her grow horns and a tail like mine, and possess the same youth, beauty, and health as me...

But it was definitely not like this now. She was twitching all over, blood oozing from her eyes and nostrils, and she fainted on the cold floor. The Saint Lady drank the "holy blood" for her...

Graystone... Graystone! That herbalist, and the Volo family!

Looking at her unconscious sister, Durenna took a deep breath, almost gnashing her teeth. The cold air mixed with the smell of dust burned her lungs, as if a blazing fire had been ignited in her chest.

I will never forgive you. I will tear you into pieces... and not let anyone go...!

At this moment, Shalelei didn't notice Durenna's abnormality. Her entire attention was focused on Sally, watching the unconscious girl swallow the water mixed with her own blood. Then, a pink-purple light shone from her lower abdomen and began to spread throughout her body. At the same time, the number of desires above her head began to gradually fade.

——The succubus transformation has begun.

Volume 1: From Crazy Daughter to Saint: Chapter 95: Forced Transformation (Part 2)

As Sharlelei expected, the pink-purple light representing the succubus's magic power stopped before it could spread to Sally's limbs, as if encountering some invisible obstacle. She injected magic power into Sally's body without hesitation, pushing the pink-purple light to continue surging.

Immediately, Durenna knelt beside Sally and poured her magic power into her without reservation. But soon, all the magic power in her body was completely consumed. The female knight bit her lip, her face pale, and reluctantly let Isadore help her to the side. Then, one by one, the succubi approached, using their magic power to propel the pink and purple light around Sally.

But only after the last succubus collapsed to the ground did the pink-purple light on Sally's body reach her elbows and knees, while her hands and feet retained their original color. In Sally's eyes, the number of desires above her head was almost fading.

This was the first time Sharlele had faced the possibility of a failed transformation. Honestly, she had no idea what would happen if the succubus failed to transform. The person being transformed would most likely die, and she wasn't cold-blooded enough to just grab any townspeople for human experimentation.

"Activate the charging array." Sharlelei took a deep breath, placed her fingertips on the central base of the charging array, and activated it with her mind. As the magic flowed, the runes on the array began to illuminate one by one, continuously channeling the magic power floating in the atmosphere to the output port at the center of the array.

Sharlelei shuddered all over, and for a moment she felt her fingertips were so hot that she almost lost consciousness. The runes on the central base lit up like an incandescent lamp, and an endless stream of magic power poured into her body like a stream of lava.

After noticing her abnormality, the succubus nuns immediately began to stir, shouting in alarm. Isadore screamed and tried to rush over, but was stopped by Sallelei.

——After all, the original intention of designing this magic circle was to charge the magic crystal, and it did not consider "how to inject magic power into the human body" at all. The magic power interfaces are also dedicated to magic crystals, and the human body is naturally much more fragile than magic crystals.

Therefore, in order to prevent pure magic from impacting Sally's weak body, Sharlelei decided to act as a "human transformer" herself.

Powerful magic flowed and accumulated at the girl's fingertips, almost turning her entire arm into a glowing light bulb. The bright white light made Sharlene's face pale, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down.

Soon, the light filled her entire body, flowing to her other arm, and then gradually poured into Sally's body. The pink-purple light on Sally's body, which had been about to die down, also began to flow again, pushing forward bit by bit.

For a moment, the room fell silent. Everyone held their breath, staring intently at Salleh, enveloped in a bright light. Durenna knelt on the ground, tears welling in her eyes.

But at that moment, something strange happened. The runes in one corner of the magic circle suddenly began to flicker. Sallelei's face changed color. With a crack, a wound suddenly appeared on her fair, smooth forearm, and blood spurted out. Then came a second, a third... Before long, her entire arm was covered in blood.

——This is why Shalelei did not put this magic circle into use in the end. Its stability was too low.

"Lady Saint!" Isadore screamed and tried to rush forward, but Sallelei shouted, "Don't come over!"

At this moment, her arms had almost lost all feeling, and she could only feel the chaotic magic power flowing through her body. Her internal organs felt like they were trapped in a steamer, and it seemed as if a puff of steam would come out of her mouth if she opened it.

But even so, Shalelei knew that this was the moment she couldn't stop. Sally's succubus transformation had reached its final stage, the pink-purple light already spreading to her palms and insteps. Just a moment longer and the assimilation would be complete.

The next moment, accompanied by a slight "hiss" sound, Charlotte's face changed, and the nun's uniform on her shoulders was gradually soaked with blood.

"Sister Sasha--!" Isadore screamed hysterically. Several succubus nuns struggled to hold down the extremely powerful little boar. Durenna's fingernails were deeply embedded in her palms, and her lips were bitten to a bloody mess.

But at this moment, an urgent voice sounded.

“…Lady Saint!”

Everyone looked back and saw Granny appeared at the door at some point. Her light brown forehead was covered with sweat, and she was still tightly holding her soul staff in her hand. No one knew when she ran back to her room to get it.

Without waiting for Sharlene to react, Granny rushed forward and slammed her wooden staff heavily on the magic circle.

"Great soul of the forest, mistress of beasts and woodlands..." Granny knelt on her knees, tightly grasping the soul staff, "Please guide these homeless spirits back to your garden, back to the fertile soil under your feet..."

It was then that Sharlele suddenly remembered what Granny had said: this staff had the ability to guide spirits. But... would it work on the scattered magic power running rampant within her?

But as Granny chanted, Sharlele actually felt that the chaotic magic lingering around her slowly calmed down, and the pain that almost made her faint also came from her arm.

But this was actually good news, because it meant she had regained feeling in her arm.

“I didn’t expect it to actually work…”

Only when the pink-purple light filled Sally's entire body did Granny collapse to the ground, seemingly exhausted. Several succubi rushed forward and hurriedly helped her to the side.

"Sally, Sally..." Durenna crawled a few steps on her knees, approaching her sister's body, and called out in a trembling voice. As she called out, two small pointed horns slowly grew on Sally's forehead, which also meant that the transformation was successful.

Seeing this, Sharlelei finally breathed a sigh of relief. She opened her mouth to say something, but her mind was dizzy. Sharp pain and heavy fatigue surged over her, blurring her vision.

What was this "Master of the Great Dream" that Sally had called out earlier? What did "He will return" mean? Could it be true, as the letter claimed, that this drug could bring one closer to the gods? If so, then which god were Sally... and Derek, who was also taking the drug long-term?

Thoughts flashed through Sharlene's drowsy mind. She tried to open her mouth but could only say one word.

"Derek..."

Then she fell into deep darkness.

After Shalelei fainted, the charging circle lost its light and dimmed. The succubi were stunned for a moment before rushing over to help Shalelei up. Durenna immediately embraced her sister.

Durenna was certain that Sally had become a succubus, the same succubus as herself.

With her senses, amplified by her succubus's physique, she could also feel Sally's vitality blazing like a torch. Her cheeks were no longer pale, but rosy and full of vitality. The unique vitality of a succubus was burning in her body.

But...why, why didn't Sally wake up and open her eyes?

Volume 1: From Crazy Daughter to Saint: Chapter 96: Derek's Change

In the underground prison of the lord's mansion.

Derek never imagined that life would be so difficult without the herbalist's medicine.

He huddled in a corner of the cell, wrapped in a thick old blanket, with a burning brazier in front of him. Salares didn't intend to let him freeze or starve to death, so she provided him with a brazier, as well as plenty of hard bread and bean porridge—but whether the steward could get used to the food of the poor was another matter.

By this time, Derek no longer had the energy to be picky about food. The only thought lingering in his mind was that he needed medicine.

His asthma was getting worse, as if he was going to cough up his lungs. But amidst the itching and pain in his chest, a strange desire emerged - he wanted the medicine made by the herbalist in Graystone Town.

It seemed as if only that kind of medicine could soothe his restless emotions and physical pain at this moment.

But the next moment, the prison door slammed open. Derek was startled, then delighted. But when Durenna's icy face came into view, her red eyes, swirling with hatred and rage, locked onto him, Derek's joy died silently.

"Derek Volo," Durenna said coldly, "By order of the Saint, I demand that you reveal all the information regarding the pharmacist in Greystone Town."

"Graystone Town...pharmacist?" Derek trembled. The bald man had completely lost his former dignity. He kept wiping the sweat from his forehead. "Miss... no, no, I mean the Saint... why are you asking this?"

"Speak!" Durenna shouted. She had no intention of arguing with him.

Derek was startled by the shout. He let out a mournful "Yi" and trembled. "I say... I say! That herbalist's name is Kressa... She came to Greystone Town from the northern border of the kingdom four... no, three years ago. She's a follower of the Fertility Goddess and has the emblem of the Fertility Temple..."

"She...she has excellent medical skills and her medicines are very effective, so my brother kept her in the castle as the family pharmacist...she...she...is there something wrong with her?"

"She is a cultist." Durenna said word by word, and Derek was stunned when he heard this. His face turned from white to blue, then from blue to white, and finally to purple.

"Ms. Durenna, you're such a joker, haha... cough cough cough..." He forced a smile and crawled on his knees to the gate, his voice trembling. "Ms. Kressa has served our Volo family for a long time... How could she be a cultist? The medicine she gave us was effective, wasn't it?"

"——Fuck you!"

Durenna roared suddenly, sending dust flying. The female knight reached through the fence like lightning and grabbed Derek by the collar, causing his head to hit the fence with a loud bang.

"My sister Sally can't wake up now because she took her medicine..."

The pair of eyes that had unknowingly been dyed with a devilish red stared at Derek, and the beautiful face was twisted hideously like a devil. Durenna's teeth sank deeply into her lips, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of her lips.

"There must be something wrong with the medicine made by that herbalist."

Derek was grabbed by the collar and stared at her blankly, his mind going blank for a moment.

Is there something wrong with that herbalist's medicine? No... No way, absolutely not. Besides taking her asthma medicine, I'm also taking her medicine for conditioning my body! Not only me, but also my brother, nephews, nieces, and the family housekeeper are all taking that medicine!

Suddenly, a cold feeling of fear gripped his heart.

It was in this moment of extreme fear that Derek clearly felt his inner desire for medicine. A tingling sensation rose from his body, tormenting him and making his whole body tremble.

He wanted that medicine, Kressa's medicine. Not just for his asthma—that had been cured, somehow—but now he just wanted medicine, medicine! Medicine!

Gradually, somehow, Durenna's face in front of him began to become blurred. In extreme panic and fear, Derek's vision slowly distorted, and a sense of ecstasy and desire deeply rooted in his heart surged up.

He will return, He will return, He will return...

Ah, the great Him will return. We are all the threads that weave that great web, the connecting dots, all for the purpose of welcoming Him—

"--Snapped!"

A crisp sound and sharp pain brought Derek back to reality. His cheeks were swollen and he stared blankly at Durenna in front of him.

"Derek! What were you talking about? 'He will return'? Explain it to me!"

At this moment, Durenna's fear was no less than Derek's. The man had suddenly gone mad, murmuring "He will return"—the very words Sally had spoken in her coma!

"Did I tell you? He will return?" Derek paled with fear, clutching his throat in confusion. It was at that moment that he finally realized there might be something wrong with the herbalist's medicine.

"No, no... cough cough... no, how could she harm us, how could she be a cultist... cough cough..." He shook his head desperately and repeated it over and over again, occasionally interspersed with violent coughs caused by asthma attacks.

But gradually, Durenna's eyes widened in fear. Because the words from Derek's mouth gradually became -

“He will return… No, save me… Ahem… Who is He, what is He!”

Along with the violent coughing, a little blood foam overflowed from the corners of Derek's mouth. He opened his eyes wide in horror, and his hands grabbed at the air in vain. Even though he was coughing, he was still shouting involuntarily.

"Oh right... hehe, He... He is the Great Lord... cough cough... that herbalist won't harm me... won't harm the Volo family, but she... no, He will return... He will return!"

After shouting "He will return" at the top of his lungs, Derek twitched violently, unable to breathe, and his cheeks gradually turned purple.

However, at this moment, Durenna suddenly stretched out her hand and grabbed Derek's bald head with her slender five fingers, and a pink and purple light flashed by!

—The gift of blasphemy.

“…Puha!”

A moment later, Derek suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood foam, and his chest, which had been breathing like a bellows, gradually calmed down, and he collapsed to the ground.

Staring at Derek, who was sitting on the ground looking as pale as death, Durenna couldn't help but feel a chill down her spine.

If she hadn't been quick-witted and imitated the Saint Lady to use the succubus's "blessing" to strengthen Derek's physique, he would probably have suffocated to death.

But before Durenna could completely relax, a burst of muttering sounds was heard the next moment.

“He will return, He will return, He will return…”

Durenna's nerves, which had just relaxed, tensed again. She lowered her head slowly and saw Derek slumped on the ground, staring blankly at the void in front of him, muttering in a dreamlike voice, "He will return, He will return, He will return..."

Durenna stared blankly at Derek in front of her, and her hand, which was hanging in the air, slowly dropped down.

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"So, to summarize the current situation..."

The next day, in Salaret's study.

Salares sat behind her desk, her arm bandaged. Even though she had used divine magic to heal it, Isadore still insisted she apply ointment and bandages.