This is Not How You Use a Villainess Sir

Chapter 48: The Adults, the Bad Women Are Not Used in This Way

Chu Yan temporarily brought them out of the castle, and said:

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“Well, what do you think about the castle’s suppression of the forbidden ones? Where does it come from? Do you have any guesses?”

The scholars looked at each other, trying to see if they had missed anything.

One of them had a different idea, and said:

“Lord, my words are just a rare guess, with some special objects having certain powers, which sometimes can affect the environment.

So, the castle’s situation is not necessarily a spell.”

“What do you mean, like sacred instruments or sacred relics?”

“Yes.”

There are some powerful weapons that, just by being placed in a certain direction, can radiate sacred light, bringing blessings and benefits.

But the castle is poor and miserable, and most of the leftover items have been sold off.

An Jia added, “In the magic field, there are many unknowns, perhaps it’s really like what’s mentioned in the legend, where angels and gods see this place’s wickedness and sigh, leaving behind a miracle.”

“That’s really a done deal, alright, these few days will be tough for everyone, you can all freely visit the Happy City, except for the castle, if you want to go back, you can go back.”

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“It’s really, the most important thing hasn’t moved an inch!”

After saying goodbye to the scholars, Chu Yan went back into the castle, straight to the second floor, and entered the room of the nuns, giving them some exercise.

Their bodies will stiffen even with soft bindings, so they need to be changed regularly.

Today, they’re using **, tomorrow they’ll be hung up, and the day after that, they’ll be riding wooden horses.

Inside the room, the nuns with their mouths gagged, occasionally let out “waa” pitiful cries.

Unfortunately, no one will come to save them.

The next batch of church carriages will arrive in at least a month’s time.

“So, how exactly does the church siphon the power from the array here?”

Chu Yan muttered in frustration.

It was conceivable that even the church couldn’t replicate, let alone “move” the array from here.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t resort to such a troublesome method, sending people regularly to steal the “miracle power.”

Just as Chu Yan finished retying, ready to leave, the voice of Aunt Nancy came from behind. She used her teleportation magic and appeared directly in the room.

“I knew you were being secretive about the situation on the second floor, so this is what you’ve done to the nun.”

Nancy looked at the disheveled, tear-stained nun in the black robe, who was looking back at her with eyes brimming with tears, as if she had suffered great injustice and humiliation.

However, Nancy did not help the nun out of her predicament but instead turned to her younger relative, the boy whose delicate features made him look like a tall young lady.

“Actually, I’m a good person…”

Chu Yan raised his hands in surrender, ready to come clean, but his expression showed no remorse.

In fact, just now, after learning from the scholars that there was no way to repair the suppression array, he was ready to explain the matter to his aunt.

He recounted the whole story and then said:

“Auntie, even if I had to do it all over again, I would make the same choice. The thievery of these nuns has once worsened the situation.

…So what should we do now?”

“What exactly are you asking about? Repairing the array here, or how to explain to the church in a month’s time?”

“Both, but I see you’re not surprised by the church ‘stealing’ here. Do you perhaps know the reason?”

“Ah…”

This sigh confirmed Chu Yan’s guess; Aunt Nancy indeed knew something.

The woman with deep red hair closed the door, leaving the pitiful, tearful nun in the room.

She took Chu Yan to the lord’s level, brewed a cup of tea on the terrace, and then began to reveal the secrets.

“The church steals the ‘miracle power’ from here for two reasons.

The first is that some within the church who possess power have also lost control. They have never touched forbidden powers, instead always standing on the front line against dark mages.”

“There are clergy in the church who have lost control of their power?”

Although it was somewhat ironic, Chu Yan meant no mockery.

Indeed, in this lord’s castle, many forbidden ones have a good side, but the majority of dark mages are indeed evil.

They use their powerful magic to attack, plunder towns, disrupt peace, and seize resources, disturbing the tranquility.

In this regard, the church is indeed doing good, even if their actions carry a laughable arrogance, but there’s no faulting them in their fight against evil mages.

“Yes, the cause is unknown, but this situation has been occurring for a long time, and in recent years, it has increased. The church steals the power from here to stabilize those uncontrollable clergy.”

“What about the Dead Sea border?” Chu Yan was almost cursing.

So, considering the church’s side, the forbidden ones at the Dead Sea border don’t need to stabilize their power, huh!

The carriages that transport people only come every few months, and they’re just here to unload goods.

Out of nowhere, the difficulty of defending against the Dead Sea’s monsters increases, yet no one is sent to help reinforcement, to offer assistance.

Even a slight increase in troops to aid in clearing the monsters, Chu Yan feels the Church still knows a bit of shame.

Nancy poured him a cup of tea and calmly revealed the inside story:

“The Church can’t take care of so much because this layer of the world is almost at its end. In the next five to ten years, all races will have to move to the world above.

Instead of leaving the ‘miraculous power’ in this layer, it’s better to use it to maintain the stability of the clergy.

Like Verlin setting sail on a long voyage, essentially, it’s also about the troubles and worries of relocation.”

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Author’s note: There’s only one update today, as the subsequent plot is quite important. I’m trying to plan it more tightly, so I’m sorting it out.

The picture is an AI-generated image, I hope it won’t be harmonized.

Chapter 49: Do You Know What Half a Month Means?

Chu Yan had known about this world for a long time, but he never delved deeply into it.

Just as in his previous life, he knew that the planet he lived on was round, but he had hardly visited a few counties in his own country, let alone the outside world.

This world, in historical books, is described as a tower-like, tree-like vertical world.

Like a towering tower, each layer is a world, abundant with resources, home to brand new races.

But after a few hundred years, each layer of the world will enter decline, the magical aura will deplete, and the world will wither.

If it were just the disappearance of extraordinary powers, it would still be bearable. Without magic, without sword skills, life could still go on.

But…

The monsters are unaffected!

The monsters remain powerful, but the strength of all races weakens, akin to the end of the world.

Therefore, every few hundred years, all races must relocate upwards, settle in a new layer of the world, and then wait for the next “few hundred years.”

This is information known to all beings in this world, even those without the ability to read books, as it’s passed down through word of mouth.

However, moving upwards is by no means an easy task.

The higher world might have xenophobic natives, to say nothing of that, it’s a later concern. Before heading to the new world, one must first defeat the “gatekeeper boss.”

“I don’t understand why they say Verlin’s voyage is also related to the new world, the tower is there.”

Chu Yan looked towards the distant inland, beyond thousands of mountains and rivers, beyond the heavy clouds, he could faintly see a dark “big stick” — that is the Sky-reaching Tower.

The entrance to the new world lies at the end of the Tower of Babel, and the most powerful “Gatekeeper” of this world awaits challengers at the gate at the end, ready for the monthly fee group 6494936135.

Nancy, the young aunt, brushed aside the strands of hair on her forehead, her gaze also drifting there, her tone filled with a weary and powerless lament:

“According to the records after the church’s establishment, the first level’s ‘Gatekeeper’ was just a slime, a lowly demon that even strong commoners could kill through unity.

Chu Yan, do you know what this means?”

“I don’t know.”

“…Don’t be smart-mouthed at a time like this.”

“Alright, I know.

What auntie means is, the ‘Gatekeepers’ are getting stronger, and by this level, we’re already struggling, and there might even be no hope of breakthrough by the next relocation and transfer.

So, is Velyn looking overseas for new possibilities?”

“Yes, Velyn is one of the renowned powerhouses among the dragon descendants. Even she has wavered about ‘ascending further.’ You can imagine the challenge of this level.

Under such circumstances, the church can no longer afford the loss of its clergy, especially those with notable combat prowess.”

“Because time is no longer generous, we can’t wait for the rise of the new star clergy?”

“Chu Yan’s brain does understand things, huh.”

“I’m just too lazy to think, not that I can’t figure it out.”

Chu Yan felt underestimated, but on second thought, it wasn’t such a bad thing.

He was happy to be free from others’ undue expectations, as their recognition often became a reason to exploit his labor for free, thinking he should do more because he’s capable.

However, Chu Yan wasn’t distracted by such far-reaching topics.