Gender-swapped Saintess: A Survival Diary on Hell Difficulty

Thranduil mimicked the succubus maid's movements, leaning over and sprawling on the long sofa in the rest area.

Then he unfolded a breeding guidebook related to the fox clan and flipped to the page he had last viewed.

That's right, this isn't the first time she's done this.

Moon Maid and Roland occasionally need to leave the office temporarily for work, leaving her alone in the room.

At these times, she would shoo away the maids and then secretly read the succubus's breeding book.

As she looked around, Thranduil reached out and hugged the fox tail cushion next to the sofa.

This fox tail pillow is made from Roland's tail fur and was originally intended as a toy for Renee and Alice.

However, the two little girls in the church have been busy with their studies lately, which has ironically benefited the succubus maid who often slacks off.

Now, they've benefited themselves.

Serandil buried her nose in the fox tail pillow, the cool, soft snow fox fur brushing against her cheeks, and the rich scent of Roland filling her nostrils.

Take a deep breath.

Inhale...exhale...

"Ugh, what an indecent smell."

Thranduil blushed slightly as he lifted his face from the fox-tail pillow.

Her gaze shifted upwards as she continued reading the breeding guidebook in the succubus's collection.

In this era, there was no such thing as publishing censorship. Poets wrote books in a chaotic and unrestrained manner, as if they wanted to visit brothels while writing.

Therefore, the content of the book is extremely obscene, and it even comes with thoughtful high-definition illustrations.

Thranduil watched and cursed.

"How shameless!"

"Yue is right. The imperial nobility is full of wickedness and depravity, and both men and women are licentious and immoral."

"Oh dear, how can there be so many people together? Can the fox spirit in the book handle it? It must all be made up!"

Thranduil read and cursed, but his eyes grew increasingly excited, and his waist swayed from side to side like a male bird of paradise in courtship.

Her toes, encased in semi-transparent white stockings, clenched slightly, and a blush rose to her pink skin.

In her imagination, the libertine fox spirit in the book gradually overlapped with the image of Roland.

And he himself became the evil bard in the book who wantonly bullied the fox girl.

So exciting!

I'm being really awful right now.

If the Moon Maid saw her turned bad, she would definitely jump up in anger, right?

A sense of guilt arose from the thought of wasting the Moon Maid's hard work, but twenty years of high-pressure education made Thranduil reluctant to give up such happy time.

The little saint bit her lip and muttered to herself as if shirking responsibility.

"I'm so embarrassed because of Miss Roland."

"Yes, it's all because of Miss Roland, who always makes that alluring look without even realizing it."

"Why bother learning the White Elf royal etiquette... Our royal etiquette isn't that alluring... that provocative!"

"Damn it, every time I lecture her, she winks and purses her lips at me. Only bad women in books do that!"

Thranduil grew more and more engrossed in his tirade, his eyes suddenly fixing on the book.

It contained a word that perfectly described Roland's behavior.

【seduce】

Thranduil's eyes lit up.

"Yes, Miss Roland did it on purpose. No one is born this alluring."

"Whether it's etiquette class, work communication, or even her breathing, she's constantly seducing me!"

"It's all because of that fox spirit that this holy maiden's heart has been thrown into turmoil."

After a period of self-hypnosis, Thranduil seemed to have relieved his psychological burden, and he turned the pages of the book faster.

Unfortunately, the entire breeding guide ends abruptly just as the story reaches its climax.

"Smack."

With the sound of the leather cover closing, Thranduil stared blankly at a line of small print on the back.

"The first part of 'The Rise of the Fox Girl' is complete. The author is currently traveling to the southern desert for research. Please look forward to the second part."

"What?!"

Thranduil's long ears perked up in anger.

"What kind of people are these in the Empire? Even a bard who writes a book on breeding is unprofessional. This is clearly a deliberate abrupt ending at the most exciting moment!"

She grabbed the entire book with both hands and tossed it to the other side of the coffee table.

Fortunately, the succubus had a very rich collection, with all sorts of inappropriate books piled up like a small mountain, and even the small bookshelf on the coffee table was filled with colorful picture books.

Thranduil began to search carefully among them.

Right now, she only wants to read books about fox-eared girls, preferably big-breasted fox girls like Roland.

Unfortunately, fox girls make up a relatively small portion of this succubus's collection, and most of them were only recently started and are not yet complete.

A few books are simply not enough to satisfy her reading speed.

At that moment, an exceptionally beautiful picture book caught Serandil's attention from the small bookshelf on the coffee table.

The spine of this picture book is adorned with a rhombus-shaped crystal gemstone, and the metal patterns on it have been aesthetically designed, giving it a high-end and sophisticated look.

Intrigued, Thranduil naturally reached out and pulled out the picture book.

"The Cat Saintess Photobook?"

"What a strange name. How can such a lowly and vulgar thing be associated with a saint? The succubus's bottom line is truly outrageously low."

The book that Thranduil pulled out had an even more ornate cover, making it look like some kind of magic book at first glance.

This made Thranduil even more disdainful, and instead of starting from the first page, he opened the book directly from the middle.

Then she fell into shock and silence, her expression contorted.

"puff!"

"What...what is this?"

"What on earth is Roland Kahn doing? How could she take such messy photos?"

On the opened page, Roland, dressed in a maid outfit with black cat ears and a cat tail, was sitting on the carpet, taking off her fluffy cat paw pads.

The damp stockings reflected an ambiguous sheen, as if coated with a hazy mist in front of the camera.

In the photo, Roland's expression is dreamy, her makeup deliberately mimicking that of a succubus, and her finger lightly touches her cherry lips, as if she is both rejecting and welcoming the audience.

The slightly open mouth seemed to be saying something.

Come on~ Let's have some fun~

Thranduil stared, completely mesmerized.

Too, too, too, too sexy.

Even the Moon Maid misjudged her; Roland is a complete idiot, not a pure one at all!

As for the authenticity of this picture book...

They're all kept in Roland's office, and personally collected by the succubus maid. How could they be fake?

The little saintess of the white elves had never seen such a grand scene before, and she was instantly captivated.

……

The corridor on the third floor of the church.

Although Roland didn't take the succubus maid's words seriously, she still completed the ribbon-cutting ceremony ahead of schedule and returned to the church with the spice factory's new products.

Beside her, a delicate little wooden basket was held in the air by a mage's hand.

Inside the wooden basket lay several bags of potato chips in light gold packaging.

This is a very popular snack product on Earth, and the raw materials used in its production have been successfully covered by the group's greenhouses.

With the help of the goddess Vina in developing the magic energy technology production line, the production cost is extremely low.

As for the plastic-like outer packaging, it was a product of his family's heirloom potion technology that Marcus, the lackey, offered up when he surrendered last year.

The mass production technology for this thing was also completed before Vina left.

Roland was very satisfied with the potato chip products, so he simply took a batch back to the church, intending to show Thranduil what they were like.

But when Roland pushed open the door, what she saw left her speechless.

Thranduil was so busy on the sofa in the rest area that he didn't even notice Roland's arrival.

Her voice was melodious and gentle, like a forest fairy singing of the arrival of spring.

"Oh my gosh~"