This is Not How You Use a Villainess Sir

Chapter 22: The Grown-up, Bad Woman is Not Used Like This

Since the cooperation between the upper and lower echelons of the Dead Sea improved, the wealthy district of Elysium City became much quieter and more peaceful. Indeed, unity is strength, and tasks are accomplished efficiently.

Janet smiled, her curiosity piqued as she asked:

“Didn’t you just go to ask Shanoa to accompany you, simply to report your own movements? It’s my first time seeing a lord report his whereabouts to a prisoner. Have the positions reversed?”

Chu Yan was helpless about this, but he felt even more the care and concern Shanoa had for him.

Previously, when he was assassinated in the slums, Shanoa had also anxiously inquired after him upon her return, agreeing that from then on, he could call on her whenever he went out.

The key point being, no accounts to be kept, no fees to be charged.

“In Shanoa’s own words, she’d rather see with her own eyes the scene of me sleeping on the floor, uncomfortable and restless. If I were to die suddenly, she’d feel at a loss, having let me sleep in her big bed for so many days.”

“……”

Janet shrugged her shoulders; she didn’t quite understand the two’s obsession with the bed.

“Janet, have the nobles… reduced their outings? Even the gatekeepers of the wealthy district are nowhere to be seen.”

“You’ve noticed, huh? They have indeed holed up, even withdrawing the teams that clear out the demons. This is probably a silent protest against you, the young lord.”

The most crucial role of the Dead Sea nobility here was indeed just to clear out the lesser demons.

But this role was incredibly important.

“I’ve always been reluctant to have a direct confrontation with the nobles, fearing just this. Fortunately, we now have a solution.”

Chu Yan followed Janet to the temporary training ground — just a barren wasteland.

A group of sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys and girls were “fishing” with corpse bombs.

A lump of pre-killed slime monsters was brought over; when the “seafood” demons appeared in dense clusters, they would throw the corpses of the slime monsters over, using the corpse bombs to detonate them.

The exploded demons, their bodies would continue to explode under the influence of magic power, just watching was very relieving.

Unfortunately, these corpse bombs were not easy to make, and their stock was limited, always only serving as a transition, supporting these children until they mastered the weapons of the Dead Sea, until they could independently eliminate the lesser demons.

Moreover, this method of clearing would also destroy the demon cores, making it impossible to recover anything valuable from the bodies.

When a large number of demons were almost all dead, leaving only a solitary giant crab, they would then take up the Dead Sea arms and attack together, the battle going back and forth.

Dula was also nearby, she and her companions holding the fire-breathing skulls, providing fire support from a safe distance.

Catching the crab’s behind and burning it, the shell turned red-hot.

At the moment the giant crab died, Chu Yan and Janet wiped sweat off their brows for them.

“Lord Brother, Sister Janet, we did it!”

The children ran over jubilantly, seeking praise.

Janet felt a measure of satisfaction, she made a “please” gesture to Chu Yan, smiling as she said:

“Let me show you where to cut from this giant crab, worth keeping. You, the young lord from the city, probably have never harvested spoils of war, have you?”

“Indeed, I haven’t seen it~”

Chu Yan said, turning to look in the direction of the gates of the wealthy district.

Since the nobles are not doing their job, the riffraff remains uncleaned, and the gates unguarded, now that the slum dwellers can clear the riffraff themselves, it wouldn’t hurt to let them move in, right?

It’s just right to transform the original slum into a defensive zone.

“After the monthly group 694936135 finishes this task, I can truly lie down for the rest of my days, snuggling in the blankets with Shanoa every day.”

…

Viscount Weida’s mansion.

With the return of Old Pico as their backbone, the nobles’ interactions became bolder.

Although worried about being wiped out in one fell swoop, huddling together for warmth is a natural instinct, inevitable for everyone.

“Have you all called back your servant troops?”

“Yes, we’ve called them back. Even if monsters overflow to the gates of the wealthy district, we will only protect our own doorsteps.”

“Ah, in just a few days, the slums will be waiting, begging us to go out.”

Weida nodded, smiling contentedly, finally regaining some ground.

“The tragedy of the Pico family was mostly done by the taboo enforcers at the behest of the lord. Perhaps we can notify the Sanctuary of Precepts.

When troubles arise from all sides, I can already imagine him sweating profusely!”

Suddenly, a late-arriving noble burst in, saying in disbelief:

“Those bumpkins, they, they can clean up the monsters themselves!”

Chapter Twenty: Stockings and Long Boots

The nobles dare not leave the wealthy district, not even their own mansions.

Before Old Pico’s return, the outside was perilous, and that stinking foreign lord coveted their property, with most of the treasures from the baron’s mansion taken to the lord’s castle.

Yet they found the new intelligence unbelievable, so under heavy guard, they ascended the watchtower within the wealthy district, observing the movements on the barren plains.

“Corpse explosions, that’s definitely evil necromancy. How can it be cast through bombs?”

“My God, those are vile weapons. Didn’t the executioner deal with this guy when he saw such things?!”

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“Janet has been smuggling these things for so long, never daring to bring them out openly, but now she uses them so brazenly. Could it be that the executioner has allowed it?”

Despite witnessing the truth with their own eyes and confirming that their companion’s words were true, that the bumpkins indeed had the ability to clear the riffraff monsters, more doubts surfaced in their minds.

Led by Weida, these people originally wanted to see Chu Yan overwhelmed and helpless against a tide of monsters.

This moment in time is quite special; the last time the taboo enforcers acted to clear the elite Dead Sea monster “Siren” was about two months ago.

And the cycle of elite monster appearances is precisely two months. The taboo enforcers are well aware of this and would not waste their strength on such insignificant creatures.

Indeed, they could easily annihilate a large group of monsters, but the backlash-type consumption they must endure does not decrease with the enemy’s weakness.

So, under normal circumstances, Chu Yan would soon be begging them to send troops to clear the overflowing monsters.

But reality has become abnormal…

Weida reassured, “Don’t worry, let him be smug for a while. When Old Pico comes back, it’ll be too late for this lord to admit his mistake.”

“Ah, it’s not bad now, and we didn’t have to suffer through raising a team of household servants to clean up magical creatures back then. From now on, we only need to protect ourselves, and we can even cut back on some of the household servants and save a lot of expenses!”

“The people from the slums, not worthy of being called humans, were led by the lord to do the most dangerous tasks, and they were still so happy! They’re even helping others count their money after being sold!”

As I gazed out, someone surveyed their “domain”—the wealthy district.

I accidentally discovered the servants of the Sword family rushing around in a hurry.

“Look, it’s the Sword family, could it be that Sword has woken up?”

Sword, the sword-mad noble from the dead sea, even actively touched the forbidden, becoming a forbidden one.

He is the strongest warrior in the dead sea nobility!

After ending his so-called sword training, the dead sea nobility took it like a tranquilizer.

……

Chu Yan returned to the lord’s castle, but didn’t find Shana in the bedroom. He then went to the second floor and found her just finished training in swordsmanship.

The slender and lovely female knight was standing by the wall, one leg lifted, with a high-heeled long boot, forming a one-finger horse stance, slowly stretching her muscles.

The tight-fitting training clothes clung to her magnificent physique, and sweat dripped down her face, visible at a glance.

A single bead of sweat slid down the raised long leg, straight and smooth, winding its way through the crevices of the boot and muscle, stopping at the peach-shaped secret place, and then continued to flow down the curve of the thigh to the ground.

Chu Yan walked over and sat down beside her, legs crossed:

“I slept so little today, and I’ve been training here nonstop. Do you have something on your mind?”

When Chu Yan spoke, Shana changed legs and stretched, responding:

“You’re making a normal workout sound like something else. I didn’t train much when I went to the dead sea border recently, so I need to catch up. Otherwise, I’ll become lazy and useless.”

It seems that Chu Yan still doesn’t understand her well, not knowing that Shana is still a diligent person.

This is like a friend who secretly studied hard in bed while making a promise to slack off together.

“I’m connected to my brothers, you’re playing with your brain, and ultimately, there’s a gap between us. It’s good, so I can continue to encourage you to be ashamed of me.”

“You’re talking nonsense again… You still owe me a massage last time, and I expect you to pay me back this time.”

(=。=)

Shana’s expression was a bit helpless, and she sat down beside Chu Yan, first untying the lace on her fixed long boots, then taking off the boots, revealing the inner silk stockings.

This time’s training intensity was so high that the amount of sweat was self-evident, and the black silk stockings were already soaked.

Chu Yan was a little surprised and dodged to the side, exclaiming:

“The silk stockings with long boots are so refreshing, don’t you worry about becoming too salty?”

Shana had just taken off her silk stockings, and her fair and delicate feet were red and tender, like they had been steamed in a sauna.

She wasn’t the kind of girl who was too concerned about dressing up, and her past circumstances didn’t allow her to be pretentious, but this didn’t mean Shana was said to have a stinky sweat, and her mood remained calm.

She glared at Chu Yan with her beautiful eyes, scowling:

“Where’s it stinky? Stop talking nonsense!”

As Chu Yan’s face revealed a “you’re being deceitful, you’re getting anxious” expression, Xunoya was furious enough to make her teeth ache. She lifted her shapely leg, ready to stomp her foot on his face, making this guy sniff clearly!

But Chu Yan said the truth, and it was indeed tasteless, which might be the “optimization” of the magic circuit on the body.