Succubus cannot be a saint

"Is this true? Little Isa...you have become so beautiful, just like an angel..." The nun was dazzled and murmured softly.

"Of course it's true! Sisters, you can become like me!" Isadore said loudly, and the nun cried even louder, her trembling hands constantly drawing the holy emblem on her chest.

Elsewhere, Ophelin gently held a young nun in her arms, letting her touch her smooth cheeks. The other nuns clung to each other, weeping and chanting prayers. For a moment, the entire chapel was enveloped in a thick atmosphere of joy and enthusiasm.

Salares stood there, watching all this calmly, seemingly out of tune with this fanatical religious atmosphere.

In her eyes, the numbers on the nuns' heads were slowly rising, especially the nun with "?61" on her head. Her number was gradually rising and had reached 67.

In this frenzied atmosphere, Isadore suddenly cleared her throat and began to vividly describe her fall into the water. Although the nuns knew about this, they were still fascinated by her.

"But just when I was about to drown, the Saint... no, Miss Sallelei reached out her hand to me—"

Isadore suddenly lowered her voice, and the nuns involuntarily held their breath. Seeing that her time had come, Salleh slowly stepped forward, calmly accepting the nuns' reverent and devout gazes.

"It was she who rescued me from the dark depths of the water! It was she who healed my foot injury, and it was she who made me so beautiful—a succubus!"

Isadore clasped her hands together, looked up devoutly to the heavens, and shouted loudly. Her childish yet enthusiastic voice echoed throughout the hall. Gradually, her eyes turned a demonic crimson, and a tail sprouted from beneath her skirt. The little nun, fully revealed in her succubus form, opened her arms.

"And now...sisters, the Saint Lady will show you the same miracle!"

For a moment, the air froze. The nuns stared in shock at Isadore, who had transformed back into a succubus. Ophelin also fully revealed her succubus characteristics, with a single pointed horn appearing on her forehead. This incredibly beautiful succubus nun smiled sweetly at her former comrades.

"Succubus...you two have turned into...monsters?" a nun murmured, taking a step back.

"No, that's not the case. Succubi are not evil monsters. Succubi are a very happy and wonderful thing... We all accept it. Come on, let's embrace it too..."

Opheline took a step forward, cupped the nun's cheek, and looked at her tenderly. "Marianne, don't you believe me? Don't you want to be as beautiful as me?"

The nun stared at Opheline with a dazed look on her face, tears of joy streaming down her cheeks. She fell to her knees and uttered incoherently, "I...I believe in you...Sister, I believe in you! Please make me...as beautiful as you!"

Following this example, the nuns soon knelt before Salleh, their faces filled with tears of piety and joy.

Looking at the nuns kneeling down and the slowly increasing pink numbers on their heads, Sharlele suddenly felt a bit amused. As a law-abiding citizen in her previous life, she had never imagined that one day she would become the leader of a cult.

However, since you have become the leader of a cult, just do it to the end.

Volume 1: From Crazy Daughter to Saint: Chapter 18: Church? Succubus's Nest!

"Sisters, today is a day worth rejoicing."

Sallelei's gentle voice echoed throughout the room. Her steps were light as she passed by Isadore and Ophelin, bringing with her a faint scent.

The dark golden horns on her head slowly emerged, piercing the sky like a crown, and her lavender eyes gradually turned into a gorgeous and enchanting bright red.

The girl stood in front of the nuns, quietly opening her palms. The smile on her beautiful face was calm, holy and compassionate, mixed with a hint of strange and demonic temptation.

Just like the goddess described in the Bible, who opens her palms to bestow blessings on believers, she bent down slightly and held the hand of one of the nuns.

"Thanks to the goddess' mercy, I will grant you supreme beauty, glory, and power. But you must remember that this gift also comes with responsibility. You must help more sisters become succubi and join our ranks..."

With a little force on her hands, Sharlene pulled the nun up from the ground. Accompanied by a gust of fragrant wind, she leaned close to the nun's ear and whispered softly.

"Want to be as beautiful as them? Sure. Come on, stop being human and become a succubus..."

"Yes... yes, turn me into a succubus too..." The young nun sobbed, a trance-like, ecstatic smile plastered across her face. The pink number above her head continued to rise, finally settling on "?79."

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The candlelight in the chapel flickered. Salora held a silver-plated cup in her hand, cut her finger with a knife, and dripped blood into the wine in the cup.

Drops of blood dripped into the dark red wine and quickly disappeared. She handed the cup to the nun with the number 79 on her head. The nun took the cup with a look of nervous anticipation under the envious gazes of the nuns and drank it all in one trembling gulp.

A moment later, she began to tremble, and a pink-purple magical light surged from her lower abdomen, but stopped when it reached her wrist. Sharlele, prepared, grasped her hand and poured her own magic into it. Soon, the pink-purple light flowed throughout her body, completing the assimilation process.

Although about half of Sharlene's magic power was consumed in this process, with the assimilation of this nun, new magic power flowed into her body, replenishing her magic power to half.

As the assimilation was complete, the nun's appearance changed visibly. Her originally rough, acne-stained skin quickly became fair and smooth, and a pair of short, goat-like horns sprouted from her head, piercing the headscarf of her nun's uniform.

To a modern person like Sharlelei, her changes are as outrageous as if she had turned on a beauty filter in real life.

"What's wrong with me..." The reborn succubus blinked her bright red eyes. Noticing the other nuns' envious gazes, she suddenly realized something, and Isadore handed her a mirror just in time.

"Oh my God, it's really me... Is this really me? Praise the goddess... Praise the goddess! This feeling is so wonderful... So wonderful!"

After seeing her beautiful self in the mirror, the nun kept touching her cheeks and crying and laughing. Although she had new horns and a tail, she didn't care about those details at all at the moment.

"You have become a succubus, welcome to become one of us. May you bring this blessing to more sisters and create a paradise for succubi."

Sharlene smiled and held out her hand to her, and the succubus nun knelt on the ground excitedly, kissing her fingers and saying incoherently:

"Yes, yes... Thank you, Saint! I will definitely spread your good news, allowing more people to bathe in your glory and become succubi..."

She was clearly a dignified nun, yet she spoke with such piety about turning others into succubi... This subtle sense of perversion was filled with allure, strangeness, and sensuality. But Sallelei quite enjoyed it.

That's what a succubus is like, quietly changing everyone's common sense and controlling the entire world with their minds.

Witnessing their companions' "buyer's show", the nuns became even more enthusiastic. They knelt at Sharlene's feet and prayed for her blessing.

Sharlele smiled slightly, poured another glass of wine that symbolized the blood of the goddess, squeezed out a drop of her own blood, and handed it to the second nun whose desire number was over 70.

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This gorgeous and voluptuous succubus mass lasted from noon to night, and its results were also gratifying—of the seven remaining nuns in the Moon Spring Town Church, the four with a Desire Number exceeding 70 had all become succubi.

The reason why the remaining three people were not assimilated was that during this process, Sharlele discovered a new problem, which was the consumption of magic power.

She could indeed provide magic power to make up for the lack of desire, but the lower the desire, the more magic power was required, and the increase in consumption was extremely exaggerated.

To use numbers as an example, when assimilating Ophelin with a desire number of 94, it only takes 6 magic points, but when assimilating a nun with a desire number of 79, it takes several hundred magic points.

If I had known that succubi also had inflation...

By the end of the Mass, Salleh had exhausted almost all of her magic power, barely managing to assimilate a nun with a Desire Number of 71. The magic power brought by the nun was far from enough to fill the gap. As for Opheline and Isadore, they had long been drained dry.

Sallelei glanced at the three nuns whose desire numbers were all over 60, and couldn't help but smile bitterly - she really didn't have a drop left now.

But this is not a big problem. Sharlele now has four more succubi. Once these new succubi become familiar with how to control magic power, they will provide energy and assimilate the remaining three.

After the assimilation was complete, the four newly born succubus nuns began to excitedly feel the changes in their bodies. One of the older nuns, who was nearly forty years old, was even surprised to find that she had become ten years younger, returning to the state of about thirty years old.

This made the nuns even more convinced that this was the "miracle" of the goddess' rejuvenation, and that Salares was naturally the undoubted "saint" who brought this miracle.

As for the idea that "succubus are evil monsters", the nuns threw it out of the window after witnessing the wonderful changes brought about by succubus transformation.

It is worth mentioning that as soon as Isadore stuck out her little butt and wanted to touch the tips of her tails with theirs, she was glared back at by Ophelin with shame and anger.

After the "Succubus Mass" ended, the three remaining nuns who had not been transformed looked at their former companions with eyes full of loss and envy.

And Salaret said at the right time: "Don't be discouraged, sisters. The reason you didn't receive the gift today is definitely not because your faith is not enough..."

As soon as she opened her mouth, the nuns' gazes were fixed on her. Charlene smiled at them and continued, "...but I am already tired, and your sisters need to adjust to their new roles. In time, you will surely receive the same divine grace as they have."

"Praise the goddess, praise the Saint!" As soon as these words came out, the nuns immediately felt relieved and cried with joy.

"However, even if you cannot transform into succubi for the time being, I will grant you another blessing." Sharlele came to a nun with a smile, and the latter immediately lowered her head devoutly, allowing her to gently stroke her head.

—The gift of blasphemy.

A pink-purple light emerged from Sharlene's palm and merged into the nun's body. This ability could enhance a certain attribute of the recipient, while also making them more susceptible to charm.

Sharlelei quietly chanted "enhance agility" and then did the same to the other nuns, giving each one a different attribute enhancement. She did this, firstly to give these human nuns some peace of mind, and secondly to experiment with her own abilities.

What attributes can the Gift of Blasphemy enhance? Physical attributes like strength and constitution should be fine, but what about mental attributes like memory and thinking ability?

"Sister Ophelin," she whispered, "Remember to observe and test the effects of the blessing on them, and report back to me."

"As you command, Saint." Ophelin bowed her head. Not only did she address Sallelei as "Saint," but all the nuns in the church also revered Sallelei as Saint, viewing her as a messenger of the gods.

——The Yuequan Town Church has completely fallen.

And Shalelei's next target is naturally the lord's mansion where Derek is.

Volume 1: From Crazy Daughter to Saint: Chapter 19: Night Raid of Monsters

As night fell, Sharlele finished her tasteless dinner and lay alone on the bed in her bedroom to rest.

The Succubus Mass had drained a significant amount of her mana, but it wasn't a major issue. Using a game analogy, assimilating the Succubus would also permanently increase her mana limit. While it was true that she was drained of energy, it wasn't fundamentally damaged, and she could recover after a period of rest.

What matters now is how to carry out the next plan.

For now, the most urgent task was to deal with Derek. Although assimilating the remaining three nuns first would be the safest approach, the problem was that the monster's offensive would only intensify over time. Did he really have that much time to waste?

Moreover, in order to rapidly develop her territory, she must also make use of her expertise as a time traveler, such as "inventing" things like steam engines, gunpowder, and cement.

Technology, technology is the primary productive force...

"I didn't invent technology, I'm just its carrier... Um, the limestone in this world is called 'white rock,' charcoal can be made by burning wood, and saltpeter... Holy shit, what is saltpeter in this world called!?"

Thinking of this, Sharlelei suddenly opened her eyes and her expression froze on her face.

Let’s not talk about whether the products in this world correspond one to one with those on Earth. Even if they do, the names are different!

She searched through the memories of "Salele Delaville" and only found the information that "the limestone in the other world is called white rock." As for what saltpeter and sulfur in the other world are called...how could that young lady know about this?

"Looks like I need to ask Ophelin, or contact the local craftsmen. Also, the library at the mansion should be richer than the church's. After all, the church in Yuequan Town isn't big, and isn't very wealthy..."

After searching around, although Sharlele didn't find out what the saltpeter and sulfur in this world were called, she found a very important piece of information from the original owner's memory - although the "crystal" in this world and the "crystal" on Earth look similar, their uses and properties are very different.

Yes, the crystals on Earth are just quartz crystals, and their main uses are for viewing and luxury goods, but the crystals in this world are fucking magic-conducting materials and are an important strategic resource!

"Although the macroscopic physical phenomena of this world are similar to those on Earth, this world has magic, and this alone leads to significant differences. For example, although it appears to be the same substance, its properties are different... It seems that my technological replication plan may not succeed..."

It would be hilarious if she went to all that trouble to find saltpeter and sulphur, only to find that she couldn't make gunpowder because of that damned magic.

As for giving up on the Earth tech tree and delving into this world's magic skill tree, Sharlelei had considered it. But the problem was that Moon Spring Town was a remote, desolate place with few mages, let alone magicians.

The only thing that could possibly have anything to do with "magic" in this shabby place was the elf who visited. And even that was just over thirty years ago...

In other words, she had magical powers but had no place to learn magic.

"Diulei Lou, this is bad luck..."

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At this moment, outside of Sharlene's room.

Isadore stood at the door, feeling somewhat uneasy, her fingers twisted together nervously. She had been feeling restless ever since the "transformation ritual" ended, her mind full of the image of Salaret.

When Charlotte held the nun's hand and whispered in her ear, she felt her heart tighten and she felt indescribable pain.

Is this also... faith?

The little nun thought awkwardly, this must be faith, right? Yes, this must be like her love for the goddess, faith, not something else...

She clasped her hands in front of her chest, forming the holy symbol, but her cheeks felt hot and her heart was pounding.

Suddenly, she remembered the bright red blood beads on the white, slender fingertips of Sallelei when she cut her finger during the ceremony. Those hands were so beautiful... I wonder if Miss Sallelei's wound has healed now?

Yes, yes... the wound should not have healed yet... I can use the excuse that I brought medicine to go into her room... Thinking of this, the little succubus immediately trembled with excitement. The thought of "being alone with Sharlene" occupied all her thoughts, and for a moment she forgot that she had no medicine at all.

But just as she placed her hand on the door handle, she heard a long and terrifying beast roar from afar!

Inside the room, the moment she heard the beast's roar, all sleepiness vanished from her. She knew the sound perfectly well—it was the roar of a demonic beast!

“Got to see it!”

Sharlelei no longer hesitated, immediately got out of bed, put on her coat, and opened the door, but saw Isadore standing outside the door in a daze, with an unnatural blush still on her little face.

—Why is this kid standing at my door at this hour? Night raid?

"I told you, succubus transformation will still arouse desire..." This was the first thought that popped into Sharlele's mind. Then she thought, "But why did this child target me? If she is like this, then wouldn't those succubus nuns also..."

Without having time to think about "how to vent and channel the desires of these succubus nuns", Sharlele rushed out of the door in two steps. In the midst of her busy schedule, she took out her hand, pinched Isadore's face, and smiled slightly.

"Sorry, it doesn't look like it will work tonight."

I’ll teach you my unique skills next time.

Before she finished her words, accompanied by a gust of fragrant wind, Sharlele quickly left and disappeared at the end of the corridor. Isadore, her face still flushed, stared at her back in a daze. After a long while, a strange feeling came over her.

"What...what's wrong? But the Saint Lady said 'tonight'...what does 'not tonight' mean?"

Chewing on these words with a hint of allure, the little succubus felt her skin burning hot again. But then she regained consciousness and slapped her face.

"No...that's not right! The roar of the monster...the monster is coming again!"

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Although Derek had already sent his "soldiers" to defend the town's western wall, Sharlelei didn't think she could rest easy. After all, Derek didn't hold a noble title, and Moon Springs was a small place, so how could he possibly have a decent army? His "soldiers" were, at best, just guardsmen.

Now that Sharlelei could not only hide her succubus characteristics, but also had six succubi under her command, she was no longer content to remain in the church. For her, gathering data on magical beasts and interacting with the townspeople were both essential.

Without delay, Sharlele immediately sent a succubus nun to the lord's mansion to report the news, while she herself took Isadore and Ophelin and headed straight for the mountain settlement on the west side of the town.