This is Not How You Use a Villainess Sir

Chapter 5: My Lord, That’s Not How You Use a Bad Woman

Although outside the borders of the Dead Sea, they would be hunted and pursued by many forces, including the Holy Church, keeping a low profile could still get them through.

Isn’t that better than being trapped here?

However, Xia Nuoya shook her head, pointing out a blind spot in Chu Yan’s thinking, and asked:

“Do you think, why are we in the prison considered taboo? Is it just because that power is not recognized by various forces?”

“Are you suggesting… loss of control?” Chu Yan ventured.

“Exactly. There’s no baseless rejection. The power we’ve touched is indeed dangerous, and we, the parties involved, are all too aware of it.

The stability of the affluent district above is largely due to a massive ancient array that blocks the approach of Dead Sea monsters and also slows our loss of control.”

Xia Nuoya’s expression was serious, devoid of any jest or exaggeration.

From her eyes, Chu Yan guessed that she might have already felt the beginnings of losing control over her own power.

And others in the prison, including Janet, had also sensed that ominous feeling.

They didn’t want to lose control over themselves, so they stayed in the lord’s prison, suppressing the influence of their powers.

Freedom was the nobility’s compromise to the taboo.

Imprisonment was the choice of the taboo themselves.

Xia Nuoya’s tone shifted, and she shrugged:

“But don’t think that those who touch the forbidden powers are of high moral standing. Everyone is out for themselves. Who knows what each other’s pasts hold, what they’ve done with that power?

So, my lord, you’d better watch your neck when you sleep. Don’t sleep too soundly.”

Are you trying to scare me off, to have that big bed all to yourself?

Nice try.

Chu Yan said calmly:

“Rest assured, my butt will tell me who’s harboring hostility towards me.”

“……”

Xia Noya rolled her eyes in annoyance, but fortunately, Chu Yan swiftly changed the subject and inquired about other matters.

“Do the local nobles have any restrictions? Like unavoidable duties?”

“What are you planning to do?”

“I want to create a civilized city, turning the Dead Sea Paradise City into a livable and business-friendly coastal city.”

“Oh~ Astonishing, Lord, you truly have a talent for talking in your dreams.”

Xia Noya said sarcastically, her face a mix of mock admiration and sarcasm.

“I’m serious, at least about completing the family trial.”

Chu Yan couldn’t be bothered to argue. He didn’t have such lofty ideals; he just didn’t want to be sent to the Holy Education Hall to become a breeding dragonkin.

“Lord, those minor nobles in Paradise City are practically local tyrants, wild kings. If we talk about duties, it’s just cleaning up the riff-raff and small fry.

These things affect their activities, and the taboo ones won’t waste their power on the riff-raff, so the nobles have to deal with it themselves.”

With this understanding, Chu Yan knew how to complete the superficial work and deal with the imminent midterm inspection.

The slime monster was his greatest asset.

Just now, as this magical creature chased after the children, the ground it slid over became spotless, with all the grass and dead branches being consumed into its body, transforming them into its own magical power through decay.

Isn’t this the perfect garbage cleaner?

It could even convert excrement.

When the slime monster can’t eat anymore, let the minor nobles clean it up, then bring another slime monster over.

However, this will inevitably lead to conflict with the minor nobles.

Seeing their attitude when they welcomed the Lord’s inauguration, it was clear they didn’t take Chu someone seriously.

But such conflict was almost an inevitable certainty because he came here truly wanting to pass the family trial.

Chu Yan took the knight’s hand sincerely and said:

“Xia Noya, there’s something I’d like to ask of you, consider it a cancellation of the five favors you just owed me, it’s a good deal for you!”

From noble mtl dot come

Xia Noya didn’t hide the disdain in her eyes, her mouth twitching as she said:

“You really are quite the thinker, aren’t you? I refuse.”

“Then I owe you a favor. In two months, I’ll give you the big bed to enjoy all to yourself, and I’ll roll out to sleep on the floor.”

Xia Noya raised an eyebrow, not immediately refusing, because the proposal really hit the spot for her.

She went out before dawn just for the sake of enjoying the big bed all to herself.

To get it without any effort!

Although two months is a bit long, it’s not as lengthy as imagined, at least after that, the Lord’s bedroom would essentially be hers.

“Sure, but if you add any conditions halfway through, asking me to do something extra, we’ll need to move up these two months.”

“No problem!”

And so, Chu Yan and Xia Nuoya shook their hands, sealing their sordid ‘friendship’ deal regarding sleep.

Seeing how readily Chu Yan agreed, so naive to the ways of the world, Xia Nuoya couldn’t help but feel a twinge of guilt.

He was so innocent, even smiling happily, while she played her schemes, plotting to drive him from the bed, truly insincere in her dealings.

But Xia Nuoya overlooked one thing—

When the two months were up, Chu Yan’s family trial would also be complete, and that large bed was meant to be hers alone to enjoy.

It was as if Chu Yan had given her a free ride for two months.

Chu Yan, smiling, had already begun to pray:

He hoped that when Xia Nuoya discovered the truth, she wouldn’t be angry…

Chapter Five: The Fallen Knight’s Redemption

Before taking action, Chu Yan needed to confirm another matter.

Just how strong were the nobles at the Dead Sea border?

The power disparity among the extraordinary on this continent was divided into ranks like “S, A, B, C, D…”

Chu Yan had never quite understood this ranking system. Was the original rule-maker a flat-chest enthusiast?

Clearly, the scales of D, E, F, which at first glance represent the scale of human heart and justice, should be top-tier, yet the larger the cup size, the weaker the symbol.

“Xia Nuoya, what nobles are here?”

“There are many nobles, big and small, but the Pige family is the one you, as the lord, need to watch out for. Whatever you plan to do, you’ll inevitably clash with the Pige family.”

“Hmm? Are you saying that aside from the Pige family, the other local nobles welcome me, but are just too afraid to show it?”

“You, my lord, are beautiful, and your thoughts are even more so. Where are there nobles who welcome an outsider lord? Most of them follow the Pige family’s lead; the old Pige’s word is their command.”

Although you’re being sarcastic, I still rather hope you’d use words like ‘brave and domineering’ to describe my personal charm…

However, Chu Yan also understood the situation with the local nobles—it was the legendary foul-smelling clique.

“Anything else you want to ask?”

“Of course, how strong are they?”

“Well, I need to ask first, what’s your current strength, my lord?”

“The mailed one.”

“G rank?” Xia Nuoya said irritably, “Can you give a serious answer, please!”

“Alright, I’ll confess honestly, it’s actually F, because my guardian is F.”

“No need to say it, with me here, you don’t have to worry about Baron Pige making a move openly.”

She was well aware that the strength of this dragonkin lord in front of her was at least above D rank.

Even though she had just cleaved the slime monster into pieces with her sword, the scattered mini slimes had only reduced their aggression, their defense was still considerable.

Leaving it to those below E-rank would only result in helplessness, watching the slime monster revive.

It was impossible for them to control the flames as flexibly as Chu Yan, annihilating the mini slimes in one fell swoop.

As for his dragonkin elders, it was even less likely for them to be F-rank. The dragonkin’s talents are strong; as long as they are successfully born and grow up, even wasting time, they could approach C-rank.

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In the Pigot family’s mansion, Lord Pigot was in the midst of a meeting.

Sitting before him was the eldest son of the Lowellan family, John, a handsome blond youth.

Although the Lowellans were a count’s family, Lord Pigot faced this count’s eldest son with calm composure, even as if he were meeting a commoner.

On one hand, the Lowellan family’s power had declined, and on the other hand… the nobles of the Dead Sea borderlands were indeed much more arrogant in all aspects, only tucking their tails in front of a few elders of the Dragonflame family.

“Mr. Pigot, let’s get straight to the point, I wish to redeem my sister, Shanoa Lowellan.”

John waved his hand, and his subordinates carried in a chest filled with gold coins and gems, dazzling and eye-catching.

“It’s quite the rarity, you were the ones who denounced her, sending that lady knight into exile, and now you want to spend money to redeem her.”

Baron Pigot laughed, fiddling with a nail knife, his attitude neither accommodating nor outright refusing.

This attitude meant that negotiations were possible, but the price had to be discussed further.

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