Succubus cannot be a saint

"You said... we need to improve the catapult magic crossbow further?" Durenna tried her best not to think about the soft touch of the two large flower buds pressing against her back, and tried her best to make her voice sound less trembling. "But I think... I think... well... the current magic crossbow... is already... already very powerful..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a light poke on the exposed back of her neck, which scared her so much that she let out a soft cry of "Ah" and almost lost her grip on the reins.

"Is it powerful? But it still can't penetrate the white light on Baron Volo's body."

Soon, Shailele's scolding voice was heard. Durenna gripped the reins tightly in shock, the feeling of the poke on her neck still lingering on her skin.

The female knight only felt a burning sensation along her neck all the way to the tips of her ears. After a few seconds, she realized what the Saint was saying and couldn't help but feel both amused and helpless.

So, Lady Saint... still wants the magic crossbow to be able to shoot through the protective magic power of the extraordinary strong?

Volume 2: The Holy Silver Lily of the Western Territory: Chapter 127: If You Don’t Get Close…

"Lady Saint..." The female knight hesitated. She waited until the girl on her back uttered a lazy "hmm" before she composed herself and continued, "You want the magic crossbow to be able to penetrate the protective magic of the extraordinary warriors... You don't really want to use ordinary troops... to fight against extraordinary powerful people, do you?"

Hearing the incredulous tone of her female knight, Sharlele, who was lying on top of her, couldn't help but burst out laughing, her chest shaking and caressing her back.

"What? You don't believe it?" Sharlelei's eyes rolled playfully, and then another thought occurred to her. "You mentioned 'the protective magic of the extraordinary warriors'. Aren't you warriors? How can you use magic?"

"That's right, Lady Saint. Whether it's a magician or a super warrior, their power comes from magic. The only difference is that magicians use their mental power to control it, while super warriors use their bodies to absorb magic power and change their physical constitution..."

After listening to Durenna's explanation, Sharlele nodded thoughtfully, "Since you can also control magic power, why can't you cast magic?"

"Because... because a warrior absorbing magic power with his body and a magician using his mind to mobilize magic power are two completely different things!"

Durenna was at a loss for words, she just felt that her Lady Saint was really naive and cute at times. She frowned and racked her brains for a long time, and finally came up with a metaphor that was not very vivid.

"If...if a magician casts a spell by tying a knot with his hands, then having the warriors cast a spell is like having them tie a knot with their intestines..."

After the female knight finished stammering, she heard the Saint behind her suddenly burst into a bell-like laughter, and the two soft lumps kept bouncing and rubbing against her back.

"Hahaha... I understand. I understand what you mean, Durenna..."

Sharlelei laughed so hard on horseback that her petals trembled and her two large flower buds shook non-stop, almost falling off the horse. But thanks to this, she finally understood the fundamental difference between a mage and an extraordinary warrior.

Although both control magic power, the mage's control is conscious, rational and precise manipulation, while the extraordinary warrior's control is more like the body's instinctive activities and cannot achieve such precise operations.

"I'm glad you understand..." Durenna's fair neck turned red with shame. She lowered her head and couldn't utter a word. She could only pray that others didn't notice her embarrassment at the moment.

After laughing enough, Shaile wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, changed her angle and lay more comfortably on Durenna's back, one arm around her waist and the other hand poking her red neck with ill intentions.

At this moment, another sentence Durenna said was echoing in her mind.

——You don’t really want to use ordinary troops... to fight against extraordinary powerful people, do you?

Yeah, why not?

The inhabitants of this world generally believe that only the super-powerful can deal with the super-powerful. However, Sharlelei, an Earthling, does not have this mindset.

You know, talking about toxicity without considering the dosage is just a hooliganism. The same goes for the extraordinary strong.

Not all extraordinary strong men are capable of destroying the world. Rather, there are more extraordinary warriors like Baron Voro and his son who are powered by magic potions.

It is true that the current catapult magic crossbow cannot penetrate their protective magic, but wasn’t Baron Volo also pierced through by the wooden stake shot out by the bed crossbow?

As long as the firepower is strong enough, even extraordinary strong people can be killed.

As a clear-headed traveler, Sharlelei didn't underestimate the individual strength of this world's powerful individuals. However, she was also well aware of the potential for the development of knowledge and technology.

You have to grab both and do both well. The right way is to have both.

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Early the next morning, the army led by Sharlelei arrived at the main gate of Greystone Town.

The solid grey city walls rose from the ground, guarding this prosperous town. However, the city gate that used to be bustling with people and vehicles was now deserted. Barricades were placed in front of the gate, and dozens of guards with crossbows stood on the city walls, ready for battle. The atmosphere was solemn and murderous.

According to the information from Ophelin and Durenna, Graystone Town is backed by a mineral vein, rich in stone minerals, and has a population of nearly 10,000. It would be more appropriate to call it a small city rather than a town.

"There are so many people... It's much larger than the medieval towns I imagined in my previous life. I guess I can only say that other worlds have their own national customs..."

Sharlelei looked at the wall of Graystone Town from afar and muttered to herself.

Baron Volo was so certain that Moon Spring would be vulnerable to him precisely because of the disparity in size between the two towns. Unfortunately, in the end, he still fell to Sharlelei's catapult crossbow and bed crossbow.

"Lady Saint, we've arrived." Once they were out of range of the Greystone defenders' arrows, Durenna ordered the troops to take up positions. Then, with a slight tilt of her head, she asked, "Should we...prepare for a siege?"

Despite staying with Sharlele for several months, Durenna's thinking still hadn't completely broken free from the stereotyped framework. In her opinion, if an army arrived at the gates of the opposite city, there were not many options except to attack it.

But...with such a small number of people, can we capture Huishi Town?

Soon, she heard a soft laugh from the Saint Lady lying on her back.

Attacking the city was naturally impossible. After seeing the walls and defenses of Greystone Town, Shalelei understood that if she wanted to take Greystone Town, she absolutely could not storm it.

With the size of Greystone Town, Baron Volo could easily mobilize a dozen cavalrymen, dozens of private soldiers, and a large number of conscripts.

Although there had been no war in Greystone Town for a long time, the conscripts he pulled out were essentially untrained farmers... but at least the number looked intimidating.

The entire armed forces of Moon Spring Town consisted of only Derek's thirty-odd private soldiers and the militia recruited and trained by Sharlelei, totaling no more than sixty people. To go head-to-head with the walled Graystone Town with these few men was like trying to hit a rock with an egg.

What's more, Sharlelei was reluctant to let these "holy women soldiers" she trained go to die.

Since she had annihilated Baron Volo's army with zero casualties, why not keep that record?

"No, let the soldiers stay here, and we two will go over."

Hearing the Saint's order, Durenna hesitated for a moment, "...Just the two of us?"

"What? Are you scared?" Another chuckle came from behind, and the female knight's neck was quickly poked, and she subconsciously shrank her head.

"How...how is that possible! It's just that if you, Saint Lady, go into battle yourself, it's simply too dangerous..."

"What are you afraid of?" This time, it was Durenna who was gently poked in the waist. "Can those crossbow arrows penetrate your protective magic or my light shield?"

Hearing this, Durenna couldn't help but recall the day of the decisive battle with the giant demon spider, when the Saint Lady had unfurled the vast curtain of light on the wall. At that thought, her worries vanished without a trace.

The slender figure shrouded in dazzling light is still vivid in my mind. That is the Saint blessed by the Goddess of Light. How could she be hurt by such an ordinary crossbow arrow?

What's more... the cultist who framed Sally and caused her to fall into an eternal sleep is right in the town in front of her.

Anger burned fiercely in the female knight's heart, and the hot anger mixed with inexplicable heroism surged into her chest. She raised her head suddenly, and her sharp eyes seemed to pierce through the thick wall in front of her.

"I understand, Lady Saint."

Durenna's voice seemed to burst out from between her teeth, and a sinister smile appeared on her handsome and beautiful face. She shook the reins, and the mount under her crotch immediately rushed out with the two of them, heading straight for the city wall in front of them like an arrow.

At the same time, on the wall of Graystone Town, Sean Warlow's head slowly emerged from behind the wall. Looking at the two people on horseback approaching rapidly, his pale face twisted and he screamed.

"How dare they come over here like this! Shoot! Shoot!"

With the succubus's exceptional hearing, Sharlene naturally heard his shout. The girl released her hands from Durenna's waist and smiled softly with raised eyebrows.

"If I don't get close to you, I won't be able to beat you up and take over Greystone Town without bloodshed..."

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Volume 2: The Silver Lily of the West: Chapter 128: The Drugged Warrior (4k)

Arrows from the city wall flew in like locusts, but before Durenna could release her protective magic, a bright golden light lit up, blocking them like a curtain and deflecting all the crossbow arrows.

This is exactly Sharlele's magic, Shield of Light.

Protected by the golden light, Durenna instantly regained her spirits and prepared to face the next round of shooting. However, she waited for a long time, and the expected rain of arrows did not arrive.

Durenna looked up and saw the soldiers on the city wall looking at each other. Some of them were clumsily stepping on the pedals to wind the strings, while more of them looked at Sean Volo in confusion.

Durenna suddenly realized. Ordinary crossbows needed to be strung, and they simply couldn't fire such a continuous rain of arrows. It was all the Saint's fault. Now she couldn't even look at these ordinary weapons.

At this moment, a thought quietly emerged in her mind. Is it true that ordinary armies are unable to fight against extraordinary powerful people?

If, as the Saint Lady said, the power of the catapult magic crossbow is stronger, and it can penetrate the protective magic of the primary extraordinary warrior at such an astonishing speed... it seems that it is not impossible.

Perhaps... in the future, the rules of war in this world will really be rewritten.

At this moment, the defenders on the city wall also fell into chaos. The soldiers looked at the sacred light and cried out in surprise.

“Holy Light… That’s Holy Light!”

"That little girl is a priest? The goddess' priest?"

"Goddess, are we, are we fighting the goddess's messenger?"

They saw it clearly; the golden light was undoubtedly the Holy Light of the Goddess of Light. Although they didn't know what divine magic it was, they recognized Holy Light!

Their enemy was a priest of light? After all, Graystone Town worshipped the Goddess of Light. They couldn't even imagine being enemies with a priest of the goddess!

Was there some mistake? A few days ago, the Baron led his troops to fight against the rebels, but how could a goddess priest be a rebel?

Now, even the soldiers who had already drawn their bows did not dare to shoot. The amount of information in this scene was too much for them to understand.

"Who told you to stop? Shoot, shoot!"

Sean Warlow howled in frustration. This rather handsome young man's eyes bulged out, veins popped out on his forehead, and he looked like a mad wild dog.

"But sir, that was a goddess priest..." Before a soldier could finish his stammering words, Sean Warlow jumped up like crazy and punched him in the face!

How could an ordinary person withstand the angry punch of the extraordinary warrior? The soldier immediately fell to the ground, his body twitching and he died.

"What goddess priest?! That's a demon! Shoot me!"

Sean Volo, longsword in hand, roared like a demon. The soldiers, under his tyranny, trembled and raised their crossbows. But even with this delay, Durenna had already rushed to the city walls, and Sharlelei's sweet, gentle voice rang out.

"—Citizens of Greystone Town! Please listen to me!"

Under the effect of the amplification magic, her voice spread far and wide, and an invisible spiritual wave also spread out, stirring the soldiers' minds, making them stop their actions involuntarily and listen to her words.

"I am the lord of Moon Spring Town, a descendant of the Dravi family, Sharlelei Dravi!"

"Moon Spring Town's Governor, Derek Volo, violated the kingdom's laws by imposing excessive taxes and has been imprisoned! Baron Volo disregarded the noble alliance and rashly led his army to invade my territory, and I have completely annihilated him!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the air seemed to freeze in an instant.

The guards slowly turned around and looked at Sean Warlow with horror on their faces.

As early as when Sean Vorro escaped back alone, they had already speculated that something had happened when Baron Vorro attacked Moon Spring Town. Now from the words of this young priest, they finally learned the truth.

Baron Volo is truly dead! And he was killed by this girl!

The next moment, the girl's voice sounded again.

"I'm not here to attack Greystone Town. I only want to overthrow the tyrannical rule of the Volo family. I will never harm the innocent people in the city. I swear in the name of the goddess that this is absolutely true!"

"What nonsense!" Sean Warlow yelled, his face purple and trembling with anger. "Do you... do you really believe what that devil said?"

But looking at the soldiers' complex expressions of doubt and skepticism, his heart slowly sank.

The stinginess and harshness of the Volo family were well known to everyone in Greystone Town. Not only were the civilians burdened by countless exorbitant taxes, but even the soldiers were not treated much better.

Moreover, the girl's holy light was genuine. Who would believe Sean Warlo if he said a goddess priest was a demon? Rather, he himself looked more like a demon with his hideous and insane appearance.

"Damn it!" Sean Warlow roared, snatched a soldier's crossbow, and aimed at the wall. But he was soon stunned.

Because there was only one person on the horse under the wall. The girl, bathed in holy light, raised her head and smiled at him.

The next moment, a strong wind blew in his face! Sean Warlo's heart was filled with alarm, and he quickly rolled on the ground. A silver light just grazed his cheek and pierced it, leaving only a shallow blood mark.

A silver figure suddenly leaped onto the wall and landed lightly in front of him. Her golden hair, tied into a bun, gleamed in the sunlight. Her blue eyes were as sharp as an eagle's. Her figure was slender and upright, and a layer of frost was condensed on her fair face. Who else could it be but Durenna?

It turned out that during this delay, Durenna had already climbed the city wall. Although Graystone Town was wealthy and prosperous, it was not a large city like Field City. The city wall was only four or five meters high at most.

For her, an extraordinary warrior and a succubus with a light and flexible body, it is not difficult to climb over the wall by stepping on the rough bricks and stones.

"Hi." The female knight grinned, revealing her snow-white canine teeth. "We meet again."

Upon seeing Durenna, Sean Vorro's face turned pale with fear. The soldiers around him scattered like birds and beasts, and no one dared to disturb the battle between the two extraordinary warriors.

Sean Volo held the sword in one hand, a faint white light surging through his body, and his other hand slowly reached into his arms. Seeing this action, Durenna's expression froze, and she rushed forward, slamming the sword!

The sword flashed, and Sean Warlow's legs buckled as he fell backwards, unexpectedly performing an extreme bridge pose, his body almost parallel to the ground, barely dodging the sword. At the same time, he pulled out a black medicine bottle and gulped down the drink.

With a snap, the glass bottle fell to the ground and shattered. Sean Warlow's whole body shook, and a dark purple vein suddenly spread out in his blood vessels, quickly spreading along his face and neck. His facial features were distorted and hideous, and his forehead began to bulge, as if he had grown a small flesh-colored horn.

Then, a low roar that was not like a human voice came out of his mouth, veins on his face twisted, and he pounced forward suddenly!

The pounce was so swift that Durenna hurriedly retreated to avoid it. With a loud bang, he crashed into the wall like a chariot, and stone chips flew everywhere.

Sean Warlow missed the target and hit the stone wall hard, but he acted as if nothing had happened and swung his sword back!