This is Not How You Use a Villainess Sir

Chapter 14: Sir, That’s Not How You Use a Bad Woman

Chu Yan clearly couldn’t clean up so much trash on his own; he must have persuaded the nobles to send people to help with the cleaning.

Although it was uncertain what means he used, the goal was achieved, indicating that the new lord’s initial work was commendable.

The lady executioner nodded in approval, showing a hint of appreciation as she said:

“Judging solely by the initial work, I would give full marks.”

Oh my…

Chu Yan’s eyes lit up, utterly captivated by her noble, great, and just virtues. He instantly held the shapely lady in high esteem!

After all, he was brought to this forsaken place by unwritten rules. Chu Yan had thought the executioner would nitpick his performance, inevitably deducting points here and there.

With his extensive experience in exams, Chu Yan deeply understood that the final grades and GPA in professional courses relied heavily on continuous assessment.

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If you’re a struggling student… with great potential, then continuous assessment is your lifeline to passing.

If you’re a top student, then continuous assessment is the key to staying ahead of your peers. If the teacher targets you, the gap in continuous assessment can’t be made up with just exam scores!

Considering the Dead Sea border, it was really hard to estimate how many points he could score in the final assessment; it all depended on pulling up the continuous assessment.

Chu Yan didn’t waste any time and quickly expressed his gratitude:

“I’m immensely grateful. I didn’t expect the lady executioner to recognize and understand my work to such an extent!”

Maid Nia’s mouth twitched slightly. She certainly agreed with Chu Yan’s work results, but… perhaps the score was too generous, leaving no room for compromise.

Any evaluation, even slightly arbitrary, could affect the executioner’s image of honor and wisdom.

She hastily added:

“My lord, this is merely the executioner’s approval of your municipal sanitation work, not the final score. We will continue to consider other aspects.”

Chu Yan paused for a moment, then said with a subtle expression:

“Cough cough… There’s no need to consider other aspects for now, as I’ve only focused on the sanitation work.”

The maid fell silent.

She had previously accompanied Sosia, the legitimate executioner, to inspect the family trials of other dragon descendants, but Chu Yan’s approach was indeed rare.

Others would have laid out the framework and plan in their initial work, leaving the rest to be perfected over time.

But Chu Yan…

He was like a child who, after finishing an exam, eagerly brings the paper to his parents to show off his success.

“Hey~ my dear sweet mommy, look at my paper, I got full marks on this question!”

“Oh~ my child, you are my pride. Did you get full marks overall too?”

“I only did this question, the rest I scored zero.”

That was roughly the feeling.

The maid spoke on behalf of the others:

“Executor, you now require a brief rest, and afterwards, you will visit various places along the Dead Sea border.”

“Alright, then enjoy your rest. I won’t disturb you for now. If you need anything, please come to my room, I await at your convenience!”

Chu Yan left the room, and the sound of him closing his door echoed down the hallway.

It was then that the maid, Bird Feather, said to the “Executor”:

“Miss Tiffany, the score you gave was quite ‘unforgiving’. If he falters in any other aspect of his work, this ten points could tarnish the Executor’s reputation.”

Tiffany removed the black dragon head mask from her face and said nonchalantly:

“Fairness only exists in fairy tales. Others’ family trials are as easy as child’s play, sometimes just leading a family troop to subdue a few demons.

But Chu Yan is sent to such a place, and still expected to compete with those people? What kind of trial is that?

It’s just a preliminary score. Sosia must have been prepared for my evaluation, so don’t worry.”

The maid merely mentioned it; if the other party insisted, she had no say in it, and no one could control this scion of the Purple Poison Dragon lineage.

Bird Feather then said:

“This temporary lord will face considerable pressure later on. The danger level of regional security, the degree of cooperation between superiors and subordinates, and the strength of the lord’s personnel reserves will all be key points in this type of lord’s trial.”

Normally, these “test points” would be considered freebies.

Because when the young talents of most families participate in trials, they often go to their own family’s remote territories.

And when they set off for their appointment, they bring along a guard escort. Even ignoring the family connections, the escort alone could significantly impact the local forces.

But Chu Yan is facing the Dead Sea border. Unless he can use some of the big shots from the Dragonflame family as guards, no matter how many followers he brings, it won’t be enough.

How to handle the regional security where demons breed and capricious taboo beings may cause friction and conflict?

What about the cooperation and division of labor between superiors and subordinates when the local nobles don’t even give the courtesy of a welcome?

How to supplement the lord’s own team strength when it’s impossible to recruit proper adventurers in the Dead Sea border?

Tiffany just listened and felt a slight headache, but she also looked forward to saying:

“I wonder how this little guy, who’s always thinking of slacking off, will deal with these challenges. I’m a bit curious now.”

The maid said:

“Maybe he’ll finish the sanitation work and then ignore the rest. After all, failing the trial won’t threaten his life.”

Tiffany shook her head, certain as she said:

“His guardian has complained to me before, Chu Yan is not one to abandon things halfway.”

The maid expressed mild surprise, remarking, “A quality of perseverance.”

The beauty with amethyst eyes continued:

“At most, he would give up from the start, simply sleep right there and then, too lazy to even do the ‘halfway’ work.

But now that he has begun, he must want to see it through.”

The maid found it hard to comment, this attitude towards difficulties was clearly ‘bullying the weak and fearing the strong’, wasn’t it?

Yet Bird Feather realized that the purple dragonkin lady truly cared for the young lord, naturally, she had to speak well of him, utilizing the charm of language:

“This is a precise judgment of the situation, avoiding unnecessary and futile actions, efficiently managing one’s energy.

No wonder Lady Tiffany holds him in such high regard.”

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The slums.

Dula and a group of children gathered to eat, their meal was simple and modest, but it was filling.

Living by the sea, one would think there would be an abundance of seafood, but that was not the case.

Only a very few things in the sea were edible, most were tainted with a foul essence, unfit for consumption.

And those so-called ‘seafood’ were not creatures to be easily harvested, they were the region’s special breed of monsters.

To not be killed by ‘seafood’ was already fortunate, to want to eat ‘seafood’?

One could say, life starting here was lucky, no need to worry about the unknown future, for death was close at hand.

A youth, about seventeen, ran in excitedly, the children affectionately calling him ‘Womek’.

“Womek brother, what’s got you so happy?”

“I’ve got a job, if it’s successful, I can take us away from here, away from the Dead Sea’s edge!”

“What nonsense are you talking about?”

“It’s true, the reward for the task mentioned, the patron could get us many residential permits from outside, and even help us erase our identities as people of the Dead Sea!”

Erasing the identity of the Dead Sea’s people, residents becoming from outside…

It was a hope so distant, one dared not even dream of it, the mere thought filled with fear and caution.

Like the bait cheese mentioned in storybooks, placed in a mouse trap.

“What kind of task is this reward for, it seems a bit suspicious.”

Chapter Thirteen: Assassination

Chu

He couldn’t wait to share the good news with Shanao:

“Shanao, how did you know I got full marks on my midterm exam… Did you get stabbed in the back?”

On the bed, Shanao lay flat like she had taken a breath of gas, with her plump breasts bulging out from the sides of her armpits, and her hips curving in a surprising way. From her beautiful back to her waistline, the curve was smooth , but when it reached her hips, it was like a snow-capped mountain rising from the ground, with a stunning up-and-down motion, like a ripened peach in June, exuding a captivating and fiery charm.

Shanao was wearing a pure white camisole nightgown, slowly turning her white skin, and said:

“You must be tired from cleaning the room, and you’re still here talking nonsense.”

The room where Chu Yan was currently staying was the one Shanao had temporarily helped clean, with good ventilation, dusting, and cleaning, and after finishing, she took a bath and lay down to rest.

Although Shanao was skilled in household chores, she felt that cleaning the room was more exhausting than fighting.

Chu Yan came over, apologizing sincerely:

“I didn’t mean to say anything out of line, I just saw you were tired and thought I’d make a joke, is your buttocks sore? I’ll give you a massage.”

Shanao’s fair forehead creased with a frown, and she asked:

“If only your waist and legs were sore?”

After cleaning every corner of the room, it was inevitable to squat and stand, but she couldn’t use wind magic to assist with cleaning, and had to rely on physical strength to handle those hard-to-reach places.

Chu Yan’s expression changed from warm to cold, and he explained it sincerely:

“Well, then, just rest for a while.”

“…Do you really mean that?”

Shanao stood up, as if preparing to change clothes.

Chu Yan asked: “Aren’t you tired, getting ready to go somewhere?”

“I’m going to report you to the executioner, pointing out that you’re rooming with a forbidden person, and that your relationship is unclear, and ask the executioner to deduct points from you.”

This is like killing a thousand enemies and harming oneself eight hundred times, is that really beneficial to yourself?

“Just a joke, but why did it get so serious?”

Chu Yan’s face changed quickly, and he pushed the female knight back onto the bed, actively helping her massage her waist and legs.

“Mouthful.”

Shanao shook her head disdainfully.

Chu Yan helped her massage for a while and then lazily lay down, and Shanao lifted her round and tight thigh and rubbed it against the guy beside her.