Gender-swapped Saintess: A Survival Diary on Hell Difficulty

Grand Speaker Jess, who was facing Roland, shared the same thoughts as Cabona.

Even with his long experience in the imperial bureaucracy, he couldn't help but be a little stunned, his eyes fixed on the fox's tail that was wrapped around the wine bottle.

It's not that he lacks self-control.

Rather, it was because they had never seen such a self-destruction scene before.

Doesn't Roland know her own identity?

Is it unclear whether Speaker Jess is the executive director and host of this arbitration conference?

Is she serious about showing off her fox clan bloodline in front of him?

Speaker Jess spent a full ten seconds pondering this.

Roland looked at the slick-haired nobleman in front of her, who was staring blankly, and waved her hand in front of him.

"Speaker, what's wrong?"

"Oh...oh, it's nothing. I was just briefly captivated by Miss Roland's beauty."

Jess quickly realized his mistake and used tactful aristocratic language to cover up his rudeness.

"Excuse me, where were we?"

Roland chuckled softly, manipulating her tail to shake the curled-up wine bottle, while simultaneously shaking the cork from which a rose had sprouted with her right hand.

"Mr. Speaker~"

"I was just asking if you would like another drink."

Roland raised her voice slightly, making it loud enough for everyone around to hear.

"This contains our group's upcoming new mead. It not only has a refreshing and unique taste, but it's also beneficial for both men and women, and can nourish the body."

Speaker Jess couldn't understand Roland's actions for a moment, so he coughed twice and handed her the wine glass.

"Okay, thank you for your help."

Upon hearing this, Roland took the wine bottle from her tail, supporting the bottom with her left hand and the neck with her right, and poured wine for the nobleman in front of her with impeccable etiquette.

The freed tail immediately returned behind it, swaying left and right in a rhythmic manner.

At this moment, everyone's attention was focused on the tail, and few people even paid attention to Roland's actions of pouring wine.

After all, we've seen plenty of beautiful noble girls, but this is the first time we've seen such a fluffy, large tail.

At this moment, the nobles began to speculate about Roland's lineage.

However, this time everyone is no longer focusing on whether Roland is human or fox.

Instead, they started discussing what kind of fox Roland would be if she were truly a fox.

"If you ask me, Miss Roland is probably the smartest Frostfolk. Otherwise, how could she have founded the Roland Group and researched so many technologies?"

"Are you an idiot? Frostfolk have white fur; this is clearly a desert fox, isn't it?"

"Do desert foxes have such smooth, fluffy tails?"

"Then tell me, what kind of fox is it?"

"How would I know? On my border, let alone foxes, you can't even find a decent noble lady. You might as well ask Viscount Cabona."

So everyone immediately looked at Cabona.

This纨绔 viscount, who spent his days with his father visiting brothels in the capital and indulging in all sorts of delicacies, coughed twice.

"Well, I think Miss Roland has a very noble bloodline within the fox clan."

"At least in all the times I've been to prostitutes... I mean, I've seen so many beast girls, but I've never seen a fox tail of this caliber."

"Given Miss Roland's elegance and temperament, even if she is of fox blood, she is definitely not of any ordinary fox clan blood."

Such a statement naturally aroused dissatisfaction among the public.

A friend from out of town, who was near Cabona, suddenly seemed to remember something and snapped his fingers softly.

"By the way, didn't the Tiger Bishop from the Church of Vulcan say they'd found Roland's fox mother?"

"If we know the fox mother's race, then we'll know Roland's identity, right?"

"That's right!"

Cabona gave an awkward smile, then immediately turned to the maids patrolling the banquet hall beside him and gave them instructions.

"Go get me a copy of the Harbour Daily. I remember there was news about Roland in today's Harbour Daily."

The church maid responded and left.

Shortly after, the church maid returned to the banquet hall with small, quick steps and handed Cabona a copy of the Harbor Daily, which had already been secretly modified by the Roland Group.

Cabona spread the newspaper out with both hands, giving it a nonchalant shake.

Out of curiosity, everyone gathered around and looked at the contents of the newspaper.

Gathering to read newspapers in this way at a banquet is somewhat unseemly.

However, they were all playboys of viscount rank or so, and were practically invisible at the banquet. At this moment, they were not particularly noticeable in a corner of the banquet.

So they simply started discussing it freely.

"Sigh, that female fox up there is so far inferior to Miss Roland!"

"I might have thought they looked somewhat alike before, but now that I'm observing Miss Roland up close, the difference is like night and day."

"Yeah, yeah, who would believe that Miss Roland's mother is the fox from above?"

"Miss Roland can't possibly have two mothers, can she?"

"You mean, that Bizan from the Church of Vulcan deliberately concealed Roland's bloodline and origins?"

"Possibly."

This statement was instantly accepted by everyone.

It wasn't malicious speculation on their part, but the real-life Roland, in terms of both charm and temperament, completely outshone the female fox in the newspaper photo.

Moreover, the imperial nobles have never been short of resorting to such petty tricks as deception.

As local playboys, they knew the place inside and out like the back of their hand.

So everyone began to search for loopholes in the document with great interest.

At that moment, Cabona suddenly let out a strange "Eh?" and pointed to a line of small print on the newspaper.

The text contains ambiguous statements describing the race corresponding to the characteristics of the Roland fox clan, emphasizing the uniqueness of its golden fur in an attempt to prove the authenticity of its fox bloodline.

The original intention of this text was to accuse Roland of not being human, thus providing concrete evidence of her fox lineage.

Whether due to oversight or the writer's lack of knowledge, a long list of guesses about fox species was directly included.

Azure fox, yellow fox, golden fox royalty, red fox...

The phrase "Golden Fox Royal Family" piqued Cabona's curiosity, prompting him to ask a question.

"Hey, look, what breed of fox is the Golden Fox Royal Family?"

"Golden Fox... I mean, I've spoken with them, but I've never heard of royalty among the Golden Foxes?"

"Are there royal and non-royal foxes?"