This is Not How You Use a Villainess Sir

Chapter 47: Sir, that’s not how you use a bad woman. Chapter 47

If another scholar were to come, Chu Yan would still worry about their insufficient qualifications and wasted time. But if this group of scholars can’t manage it, then there’s no choice but to concede.

“Hello, I am Chu Yan, the lord here. I presume you are all aware of the project you’ve come to oversee. Now, I will instruct you on some details…”

The magic circle, deemed a miracle by the church, should be based around the castle; otherwise, the nuns wouldn’t be fervently drawing divine power here.

But as for the specific location, Chu Yan is completely unaware, unable even to sense the existence of that magic circle, leaving the scholars to investigate on their own.

However, letting outsiders wander around the castle requires consideration of the exiles’ feelings; their rest must not be disturbed.

“First, do not make any unnecessary, loud, or piercing noises during the investigation.”

“Second, please record all discussions in a notebook, and organize exchanges of ideas later.”

“Third, all rooms on the first and second floors of the castle are off-limits. I will organize a time for you to investigate, but I must accompany you.”

“Fourth, if you encounter any women with peculiar temperaments active within the castle, pretend you did not see them and do not disturb.”

“Fifth, concentrate the investigation during the two-hour midday rest period; do not enter the castle at any other time.”

Chu Yan planned to continue speaking incessantly, completely oblivious to the scholars’ changing expressions.

Their faces filled with terror, they whispered among themselves:

“Listening to these mysterious rules, it’s clear there’s something secretive within this castle!”

“Only allowed to enter during the afternoon, the time when the sun is at its strongest—could it be that vampires or ghosts reside here?”

“Ghosts aren’t scary, but it’s the castle itself that might possess some peculiar rule.”

“We were told there was no danger when we came!”

The team is led by a white elf lady, her appearance lovely and ageless, resembling a mature and intellectual senior.

With her companions so worried, she took the initiative to speak with Chu Yan:

“Lord Chu Yan, hello, I am An Jia, the team leader. Is this investigation very dangerous?”

Investigating the super-ancient magic circle, known as a miracle in the exile lands, is what these academic scholars look forward to. But if the danger is too high, then it’s better to forget it.

They had agreed to come to this unknown land upon hearing that Lady Aifalin was here.

Chu Yan was completely unaware that his explanation had been misunderstood and wondered:

“No, it’s not dangerous. I just don’t want you to disturb the residents of the castle.”

“…”

The scholars all rolled their eyes in annoyance, truly startled.

“May I ask who the residents here are, nobles of the Dead Sea?”

“No, they are the exiles that have been banned here.”

“?!”

The name of the exiles resonates like thunder, but to the scholars, these people are more of a deterrent.

Their impression of the tabooed ones was of loss of control, of wildness, and indeed, there had been students at Noah Academy who delved into the wrong knowledge, touched the forbidden, and consequently went on a killing spree, resulting in a tragedy.

“Lord, are these tabooed ones under your supervision and control?”

For some reason, the scholars’ attitude became one of admiration, even somewhat solemn and respectful.

“Uh… you could say that. I live with the tabooed ones, at the top of the castle. You can rest assured, the safety is absolutely guaranteed.”

After Chu Yan assured them with an oath, he first took them to their quarters to rest and get acquainted with the surroundings.

There were many vacant mansions in the inner city, left behind by the extinct nobility of the Dead Sea, which were now at their disposal.

“Then I would like to ask, why has that town outside turned into ruins?”

“It’s because an A-class magician caused trouble, and then he was arrested and executed. How about it, do you now believe in the security measures here?”

“…”

The scholars looked at each other, seeing fear in each other’s faces.

Fear, and a longing to return home!

But they couldn’t leave; Lady Elpheline was the wealthy patroness who sponsored their mentor.

Chu Yan made sure the scholars were all settled in contentedly, then instructed them to freely investigate the city’s interior, before he returned to the castle.

Re-entering his Aunt Nancy’s room, Chu Yan found that she had also fallen asleep.

Not wanting to disturb her, he quietly left the bedroom and went to the kitchen to fuss around for a while, concocting a bowl of dessert, which he then delivered to Lady Elpheline’s room.

Inside the room,

The mature beauty with golden waves sat by the window, her body draped in a mage’s robe that was ingeniously designed, symbolizing status like a court robe, yet not lacking the elegance of a luxurious gown.

Elpheline squinted her eyes, letting the warm afternoon sunlight bathe her, her long eyelashes shimmering.

Without revealing a strong murderous intent or hostility, she indeed was a mesmerizing beauty.

When Chu Yan pushed the door open, she lifted her eyelids, her green eyes slightly narrowed as she watched him.

Such a gaze was quite unsettling, and Chu Yan, even after several days, couldn’t get used to it, even knowing she couldn’t break the slave contract’s restrictions for half a month, he was still afraid.

It was like a buxom ghost suddenly peeking out of the wardrobe; no matter how dazzling her ‘dear flesh’ was, the fear was still there.

If possible, Chu Yan really didn’t want to deal with her, to say nothing of getting along well; her family’s ruin was inseparably linked to him.

He just needed to utilize her network of contacts, and when the time came, replenish her magic power.

But the hidden danger of the church was something Chu Yan had to face; it was a behemoth.

If he could find some need of Elpheline’s and negotiate a deal, getting her to agree to exert effort, that would be the scenario Chu Yan would like to see.

A super-strong dragon-blooded magician who could wield power at will, that was an extremely powerful ally!

“Lady Elpheline, I heard from the servants in your family that you enjoy desserts. This is one I’ve made for you. Don’t blame me for not bringing your personal chef; I’m afraid he might deliver some potion to break the contract, and then I’d be done for.”

The voluptuous and sensual beauty laughed, her bright red lips curving up, her eyes sizing him up, as if seeing right through the fear in Chu Yan’s heart, she said with a smile:

“Do you think, this bowl of dessert can ease all the conflicts?”

“Of course not, I have no qualms about killing them. Lady Eveline, your future vengeance upon me is just as justified. I just feel somewhat guilty now, spending your money and later troubling you to exert effort in battle. Consider this a small token of my apology.”

Chu Yan scooped up a spoonful of sweet milk, bringing it to the dangerously alluring lady’s lips.

Bound by the slave contract, Eveline had to obey his command. She opened her mouth and drank, her cold, mocking praise not concealed.

“Not bad, which chef’s handiwork is this? They deserve commendation.”

“I made it, no need to deceive you. When I feel like slacking off, I find ways to ingratiate myself with Velyn, hence I’ve honed quite the culinary skill.”

“Heh…”

Eveline chuckled.

Her fingertips delved into the dessert, dabbing some sweet milk, and wrote a few numbers on the tabletop—a countdown of one year.

This marked the time of Eveline’s return to freedom, and also the deadline for Chu Yan’s demise at her hands.

“Just a reminder, I might break free from the seal due to some accident before then, so be careful!”

The beautiful woman’s fingertips rested provocatively on Chu Yan’s chest, twirling lightly, but it was a threat to crush his heart.

Chapter Forty-Eight: The Reason for Teaching Theft

In the days that followed, the city of Elysium was filled with vitality and vigor.

This once lifeless place, due to the influx of outsiders, became bustling with activity.

The town’s reconstruction progressed at an astonishing pace, and the defense lines against the wilderness monsters were further fortified.

At Noah Academy, numerous magi-tech technologies, still in the experimental phase and yet to be field-tested, were also employed in the defenses.

This could be considered a windfall. Once these defensive arrays mature in the future, they would be hard to come by.

Given the situation with the wilderness defenses, anything added was a gain.

Chu Yan often woke from sleep, glanced at the former slum, and wondered if he had wandered into the wrong place—it changed daily.

Even the very rare “roaming NPC” traveling merchants appeared once in these few days, truly a case of the place coming to life.

However,

Despite so many aspects thriving, the biggest concern remained unresolved.

—The repair of the suppression array.

Led by Chu Yan, the team of scholars had entered the lord’s castle and conducted three exploratory missions, unfortunately to no avail.

The white elf scholar, Anja, put it this way:

“There is indeed some sort of array within the castle, where forbidden powers are like fish out of water, but we can’t find any trace of the array.”

Chu Yan wanted to argue with her; he had seen fish out of water, and that siren was fiercely lively, singing and summoning tornadoes.

Today, Chu Yan, having gained concessions from a few familiar taboo sisters, led the scholars into their rooms to inspect for any signs of array formation.

Some magic arrays don’t require drawing a circle on the ground; they only need specific tokens placed in specific positions.

Much like the so-called study of indoor feng shui.

The entrance is placed with a cat girl figurine, which can attract wealth, and a cow-shaped item on the bedhead, which can attract demons.

“How is it? Have you found any clues after visiting these two rooms? We can’t go to any more rooms, they’re quite sensitive.”

Chu Yan didn’t want to put pressure on them, and didn’t reveal her hopeful emotions.

The scholar in white stockings, with a mixture of regret and apology, shook her head lightly:

“No, there’s nothing special set up inside the rooms, not even the floor tiles are made of special materials, making it difficult to construct a hidden spell array.”