Succubus cannot be a saint

Bang! The second time, the sharp wood stubble pierced into her pale skin, and black blood flowed out.

Bang bang bang, by the third beat, the table was in shattered shape, and Isadore only had two table legs left in her hands. So she jumped up calmly and decisively, and opened her hands left and right, beating Coresa with the table legs like beating a drum, and paying special attention to her raised and pointed forehead.

There was a continuous muffled sound, and soon, Coresa's protruding forehead was flattened.

After the table legs were completely broken, Isadore threw away the two wooden sticks, turned around and picked up the hard hammer on the ground. Her small body spun like a top, and she hit Coresa on the head with the momentum of a home run!

With a bang, several teeth flew out of Coresa's mouth along with blood. The giant monster that was drugged spun in the air and fell to the ground with a loud bang, leaving only twitching on the ground.

It was only then that Durenna and Sharlele poked their heads out of the door.

"Even after taking drugs, she doesn't seem to be as good a fighter as Sean Vorro..." Durenna murmured, "She's not even as tough as Nanned..."

"Sean Vorro is an extraordinary warrior after all, and this guy..." Shalelei glanced at Kressa, who was lying on the ground and her body was gradually shrinking. "It seems that he is not a priest of the evil god, but just a pharmacist..."

After poking Coresa, who was lying motionless on the ground, with a hammer, Isadore turned around, a big smile on her little face, and ran towards Sharlele with her arms open.

In the blink of an eye, she went from being calm and composed, with an expressionless face as she violently beat the monster with a table leg, to her usual cheerful and innocent little nun.

"Lady Saint, Lady Saint!" Isadore threw herself into Sallelei's arms, raised her head to face the two towering peaks, and looked up at the girl's face. "I won, I won!"

Sharlele smiled and stroked the little succubus's hair, then immediately noticed a subtle gaze. She turned her head and saw Durenna pursing her lips, staring at her intently. So she smiled and waved to her, "What's the matter, my knight? Do you want to be touched too?"

"That's not the case, Lady Saint..." A blush appeared on the female knight's fair face. She turned her head away and wanted to refuse, but under the smiling gaze of Sharlene, her feet involuntarily rubbed forward bit by bit.

It was just... a pat on the head. Nothing special, nothing strange... She kept telling herself this, struggling between her conscience and her conscience, trying to find excuses for her hypocrisy. As she watched the delicate white hand draw closer, Durenna lowered her head, her heart pounding.

However, the hand did not fall on his head.

Familiar fingers lifted her chin, forcing her to look up and look into the slightly narrowed purple eyes that seemed to be smiling.

The soft little hand stroked her chin like a cat, and then rubbed and played with her lips with a hint of wantonness and frivolity.

Almost at the same moment, Durenna felt a sudden jump in the depths of her abdomen, and a surge of heat spread out.

Lady Saint, you are so... cunning...

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In this way, Volo Castle fell completely into Sharlele's control.

After Durenna loudly spread the news that "Coresa has been killed", the guards trapped behind the castle walls also lost their will to fight, put down their weapons, raised their hands and walked out.

Sharlelei summoned the surviving servants in the castle, and after confirming that they had no weapons or medicines on them, she ordered them to take her to the Volo family's supply warehouse.

When the warehouse door opened, the gleaming light from the boxes of coins nearly blinded Shalelei. Glittering gold and silver coins were neatly stacked inside. The granary was filled with wheat, beans, cheese, and air-dried bacon. She even found... a magic crystal.

The Volo family lives by an iron mine, and magic crystals often appear as a companion ore of the iron mine, thus becoming an important resource for the Volo family to quickly accumulate wealth.

These mined, unprocessed magic crystals and other minerals impregnated with magic were all piled up in the warehouse, almost forming a small mountain, which made Sharlelei's eyes widen.

Compared to food and money, these magical materials are the most important things in her eyes!

With these materials, his research on the "magic industry" can continue. When he has enough time to teach the succubi magic and cultivate a group of rune craftsmen who can actually work on the job, he can create more magic weapons.

More importantly, with sufficient material support and the magic circle construction skills learned from Willie, she can continue to try and error to perfect the "self-charging magic circle".

After solving the problem of the unstable operation of the magic circle, she will be able to safely inject magic power into the human body, thereby greatly speeding up the efficiency of assimilation of the succubus.

"I've really made a fortune this time..."

Standing in front of the treasury door, Shalelei looked dizzy at the huge wealth in front of her and muttered.

Then she turned around and said to Durenna beside her, "Durenna, send someone back to Moon Spring Town and call Ophelin over."

"Yes, Lady Saint."

"...No, wait. It's not just Ophelin. Have her leave a few people to look after Moon Spring Town, and then bring the remaining succubus nuns and clerical staff here. We have a big project coming up."

Durenna was stunned, looking at Sharlene's sparkling eyes, and couldn't help but worry for Sister Opheline.

Three months later, the Saint Lady's hellish work mode of "making the succubi work overtime until they die" is about to start again.

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Volume 2: The Silver Lily of the West: Chapter 138: The Mysterious Old Mage

For the rest of the night, Sharlele did not rest at all. She simply treated the seriously injured Kressa and ordered her to be taken away to rest and recover.

After all, whether it is the method to wake up Sally, the truth about the medicine, or the cult's plan, they all have to be pried out from the mouth of this cultist.

Afterwards, she moved into Baron Volo's study and bedroom without any hesitation. After replacing all the things that were stained with the man's stench, she started the next work without stopping.

Count the number of servants in the castle, check whether the servants are under the control of drugs, place prisoners, place those who are under the control of drugs under house arrest, recruit the remaining soldiers, and issue a series of administrative orders...

By the time she had arranged all these things, it was already the afternoon of the next day.

After having a simple lunch with Durenna and Isadore, Salares stood up again and asked the servants to prepare the carriage for her.

"Lady Saint, what are we going to do next?" Isadore wiped the crumbs and sauce from her mouth and stood up excitedly. While Sallelei had been busy all night, the little boar had gotten a good, sweet sleep.

In her words, after beating up the hateful monster, she ate better and slept better.

"Let's go to the outskirts of Greystone Town and visit the mysterious old wizard."

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Since Durenna had to stay in the castle to handle work, Sharlele only brought Isadore with her to the wizard tower on the outskirts of Greystone Town.

A tall tower made of gray bricks and stones stood in the wilderness. Under the sunlight, it shone with a faint blue magical light, just like the Volo Castle.

Large magical runes were etched in metal on the tower's masonry. A faint magical glow shone along the runes, and a bright blue light emanated faintly from the tower's summit. If Sharlelei was right, it must be something like the magic core of the Mage Tower.

But as the two of them rode their horses, they had just entered the 100-meter radius of the Mage Tower when the ground around them began to shake uncontrollably, the soil and rocks rising unnaturally. In a moment, four earth elementals, roughly the height of a man, appeared beside them.

These earth elements barely took on the outline of a human, with a strong and powerful upper body but no legs. From the waist down, they were a constantly rotating cylinder of earth and stone, and the part that came into contact with the ground formed a small sandstorm.

And on each of their "arms" is a silver magic bracelet... Well, based on Sharlele's experience in video games in her previous life, this should be the magic prop used to restrain them.

"What a warm welcome."

As they rode, Salares felt Isadore tense up behind her. She calmly signaled the young nun not to act rashly, but continued riding calmly.

The four earth elements slowly "turned their heads" as she moved, with no intention of attacking.

Sharlelei rode to the gate of the Wizard Tower. Two gargoyles were squatting in front of the heavy wooden gate. As she approached, blue magical light lit up on the base of the gargoyles, and an old voice sounded from the gargoyles' mouths.

"Visitor, please state your name and purpose of visit."

"The Lord of Moon Spring Town, Sharlelei Dravi, and her subordinate Isadora, have come to visit the Master."

Salares' voice rang out softly, and the gargoyle's eyes flashed blue, as if transmitting her voice into the Mage Tower. But after that, there was no sound.

After waiting for a long time, until Isadore impatiently wanted to go forward and fiddle with the two gargoyles, their eyes lit up again.

"Sallelei Delavé?" The old voice sounded again, but for some reason, Salelle keenly heard a strange tremor in the voice.

"Yes. What's wrong?"

Why was there a tremor in the voice of this old wizard from Graystone Town? Salares raised an eyebrow. She had probably never met this old wizard before. And if he had truly been oblivious to worldly affairs for over forty years, he shouldn't have known anything about her.

Or did the enemy already know that I had captured Greystone Town? But for a wizard who didn't care about worldly politics, it shouldn't matter who the lord of Greystone Town was, right?

After another long silence, the old man's voice sounded again, accompanied by a short breath.

"Come up here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the heavy wooden door slowly opened. Sharlelei noticed that each door panel had a rune base embedded in its inner side, and from each rune base extended a silver groove that sank into the ground.

When the door slowly opened, blue magical light flowed through the groove.

This rune base was a familiar pattern to Sharlelei, except that each piece was the size of a human head, rather than the palm-sized bases on the catapult magic crossbow. She was also familiar with the runes on the base; they were the "Mage's Hand" spells from her magic textbook.

"So that's how it is. A base for the Mage's Hand is embedded in the door, connected to a remote control device via a magic circle wire. Then, when a spell is activated, the Mage's Hand will push or pull, opening or closing the door..."

Sharlelei muttered to herself as she walked into the first floor hall of the Mage Tower with Isadore.

Although it is said that the magic lamps in Volo Castle were all made by this old wizard, there are only a few lights on the first floor of the castle. The light is pitifully dim, and the dim light reflects on the gargoyle heads on the stone wall, which actually looks a bit eerie and scary.

When the two came to a circular hall at the end of the hall, the circular stone slabs under their feet shook, and a magical light rose up, bringing them to the second floor.

"A magical elevator? Perhaps the stone slabs are embedded with rune bases for levitation magic..."

Sharlelei's eyes swept across the various facilities in the magician's tower, constantly guessing the operating principles of these magic devices, and comparing them one by one with the knowledge she learned from Miss Mirror and the magic textbook. She was actually lost in thought for a moment.

Before they knew it, they had arrived at the second-floor hall of the tower. In contrast, the light here was much brighter, with white balls of light floating in the air, providing soft illumination.

Isadore stared at the balls of light curiously, even reaching out to touch them. But her small hand passed through the invisible balls of light as if they were passing through thin air. However, Salares recognized them as a wizard's elementary trick, Dancing Lights.

In the center of the hall stood a large floor-to-ceiling mirror, reflecting their figures. The mirror's frame was also inlaid with a series of magical runes. This time, Sharlene didn't recognize the purpose of these runes.

But when the mirror reflected their two figures, Sharlele clearly heard a gasp in the room.

The voice still retained a bit of the old man's hoarseness, but the tone was extremely familiar to her, as if she had heard it many times.

Salaret narrowed her eyes.

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Volume 2: The Holy Silver Lily of the West: Chapter 139: The Little Black Cat with Heterochromic Eyes

"Is there anything wrong, Mr. Mage?" Sharlelei asked softly, while carefully looking at the floor-length mirror in front of her, identifying the runes on the frame.

At this moment, she discovered that she seemed to have seen these runes somewhere before.

If I were to ask where... yes, I think I saw a similar rune on the back of Vera Valindia's communication mirror...

Wait...no way?

Salaret's expression changed slightly.

But before she could think any further, the old man's voice rang out again.

"No, no—no, not at all. Now, Miss Delavie, what is the purpose of your coming here?"

Salares did not miss the hesitant inhale at the beginning of the old man's words.

She was very familiar with this tone. It was the tone she used to tease several times a day... no, she heard it several times.

Could it really be like this? This mysterious old wizard from Greystone Town had actually been known to him for a long time. From afar, yet so close before his eyes? Could such a coincidence really exist?

No, if you think about it carefully, it doesn't seem like a coincidence. On the first day I met that girl, she had already revealed some clues.

She was clearly an elf, and the activation words for her magic items were all in Elvish, but when the communication mirror was connected, she habitually used the common language of humans. This showed that she was in a common language environment, not an Elvish one.

When he proposed to send her mother's belongings to the Elven Kingdom of Albery, she had also hastily refused. Now thinking about it, it was entirely because - she was not in the Elven Kingdom of Albery at all.

But why was she in Greystone Town? And why did one of her mothers, the elven wizard, go to the Black Forest, where something happened, and why did her belongings end up in the Lord's Mansion in Moon Spring Town?

What was the reason that made him and she meet here?

Salares didn't say anything. She stroked her white chin and thought slowly.

However, no matter what, this is a pleasant surprise. I didn't expect to see her here...

"You...what are you laughing at?" The old man's voice suddenly rang out, with a barely perceptible tremor. This was completely different from the tone an old man uses when speaking to a young person.

Sharlelei raised her head, and the floor-length mirror in front of her reflected a faint smile on the corner of her lips.

Ah, of course, she can see herself in this mirror. But she can't see herself in the mirror. How cunning, how cunning, Miss Mirror.

"Did I smile? Oh, I forgot..." Salleh said slowly, "I forgot you could see me through the mirror. You couldn't do that before."

"You...what do you mean?" The old man's voice became increasingly shaky, and she said in a somewhat timid tone.

"Why?" Shailelei tilted her head in a puzzled manner, and the white figure in the mirror swayed with her surging chest. "My meaning is very simple—"

The next moment, she suddenly uttered a word without warning.

"Villie."

And then, Sharlene's voice sounded simultaneously from her mouth and another place.

"That's... what I meant."

"...Huh?" The old man on the opposite side was stunned for a moment, and then he made a sharper explosion like a parrot with its feathers exploding.

“Haaaaaaaa——?!”