This is Not How You Use a Villainess Sir - This is Not How You Use a Villainess Sir chapter 56
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Chapter 56: Sir, That’s Not How You Use a Bad Woman
Now residing in the blissful outer city, the furthest from the barren beaches, they had never experienced such treatment before. In the past, they were placed in the commoner’s district by the Dead Sea nobility, essentially serving as bait to delay the demons’ advance .
Dula came running up, grinning from ear to ear, and said:
“Lord Brother, should we also take a look at the defenses?”
Chu Yan, aware of their unease, reassured them:
“I just went to make sure the facilities on the defense line were working properly, I didn’t do any heavy lifting clearing demons. You all just continue with your woodworking.”
“It feels so unfamiliar, in the past when the ‘great demons’ appeared, we could only pray in the sheds, now we even dare to walk outside.”
For the people of the former slums, the time when elite demons roamed was the most memorable.
Their lives hung on the edge of a cliff, about to fall, where any effort was in vain, and they could only resign themselves to fate, whether to live or die.
Those powerful taboo breakers were only responsible for dealing with elite demons, occasionally when things got tricky, a few “small fries” slipped through, and that was a disaster for the people of the slums.
“It doesn’t mean we can move around freely now, haven’t you seen the taboo breaker sisters not walking around?”
Chu Yan joked, not lingering, feeling somewhat melancholic.
As long as the church’s internal loss of control isn’t thoroughly resolved, they will eventually set their sights on the divine miracle array.
The depletion of the divine miracle array is almost a certainty, and in a few years, the great world migration will begin.
What will become of the people here?
Will they have a share in the tickets to the new world?
The brightness those children struggled so hard to obtain, with such a brief period of experience, can they withstand the disparity that lies ahead?
Returning to the castle, Chu Yan shifted his thoughts, not dwelling on those matters, and sighed:
“Indeed, I, as a lord, am only suited for a carefree life. If only someone could help me manage the affairs of the city, I shouldn’t have let my aunt leave.”
By his ear, the sound of flowing water tinkled—
At the window-side position of the first-floor hall, a long-haired lady dressed in luxurious attire sat alone, savoring the fragrant steam of hot tea.
She poured herself a cup, and another for the empty seat opposite, as if waiting for someone to join her.
Chu Yan looked around the several rooms on the first floor, so quiet it seemed as if one could see the “zzzz…” symbols of sleepiness floating out.
Could it be that she was waiting for him to take a seat?
“The tea smells wonderful, Miss Aphrodite, may I be so bold as to request a taste?”
“Of course, it just so happens I have something I’d like to discuss with the lord.”
Indeed, this empty seat was reserved for him.
Chu Yan took a sip of the tea, and to be honest, while it smelled fragrant, it was tasteless. He didn’t have such sensitive taste buds, but that didn’t stop him from shamelessly pretending to understand, praising it:
“Excellent tea, exquisite taste… May I ask what Aphrodite wishes to discuss?”
The lady opposite had light gray long hair, even though parts of it were styled elegantly, the rest still reached her waist.
Her dress with a high slit almost revealed her waist, but the black lace safety shorts defended the fair skin of her waist and hips tightly, a bold and daring design that ultimately presented a conservative yet harmonious effect.
Aphrodite gave Chu Yan the feeling of a night sky dazzling with stars, retaining the night’s mysterious elegance, yet not lacking the stunning beauty brought by the twinkling stars.
Her name in mythological tales points to “beauty, love, desire,” and seeing her in person, at least no one would refute her beauty.
“I must leave Elysium City soon, so I’m asking the lord for a leave of absence. Choosing this time, it feels like deserting before the battle, but there are some troublesome matters at home that I need to handle.”
The woman showed a polite apology.
“It’s alright, if Aphrodite truly had the intention of seeking refuge, she would have left during the last blood moon.”
Chu Yan had come to understand the situation of the noblewoman over these days.
Unlike other tabooed ones, Aphrodite was not arrested by the Sanctuary of Precepts; she came voluntarily for recuperation.
Her power was innate, possessing extraordinary destructive force, yet it also harbored the risk of losing control. Her family proactively sought solutions from the Sanctuary of Precepts, and the final arrangement was for her to reside periodically in the city of Elysium.
One could say, this place was a prison for other tabooed ones, but for Aphrodite, it was a sanatorium.
However, the fact that she could sit and chat over tea with Janet indicated she didn’t view other tabooed ones with prejudice, often lending a hand against elite-class demons.
“May I be so bold as to ask what this is about?”
“It’s inconvenient, but no harm in speaking. This layer of the world is preparing for a great migration, the lord must be aware, right?”
“Yes.”
“Against such a backdrop, many troubles will arise, and some have already begun planning, strategizing how to secure a good foothold in the new world.
But good territories are always limited, and if one can reduce their competitors in advance, causing them to spiral into trouble, it bodes well for the future.
Is my expression clear to the lord?”
The same sentiment, when uttered by different temperaments, carries a different flavor.
In Aphrodite’s inquiry, she was confirming the accuracy of her expression, ready to apologize if the other party failed to comprehend.
If Aunt Nancy were to say such things to Chu Yan, she would likely chide, “You brat, did you understand me?” and if Chu Yan expressed confusion, she would not bother to explain, leaving him to figure it out on his own .
“I understand. Has Aphrodite’s family already begun such covert strife?”
“Yes, in my view, your ‘exile’ to the Dead Sea borderlands is somewhat related to this.
Perhaps, within the Dragonflame family, some do not wish for Verlin’s smooth return.”
“?!?”
Chapter Fifty-Nine: The Great Nun Brings the Antidote
Dragonflame City.
Isa had been dealing with troublesome matters for the church and had only returned to rest for a few days.
There had indeed been no shortage of events recently, with Chu Yan’s perfect completion of the family trial already being a marvel.
Now that child is enjoying himself in the Dead Sea borderlands, returning for two days only to directly apply for a lord’s reassignment, taking on the heavy responsibility of managing that exiled land.
Being a lord is usually a coveted position, not only for personal power development but also for acting as a minor sovereign externally, a life far more relaxed than facing the elders back in the family’s heartland.
Yet, the Dead Sea borderlands, a territory of negative value, remained unclaimed.
After the previous lord returned to the embrace of the “Death Mother,” Chu Yan was the first successor.
Upon her return and learning of this, Isa was surprised and also troubled.
The reason being, she would now have to face the pressing demands of the Holy Breeding Hall, but she harbored an aversion and repulsion towards ordinary men.
The mere thought of entering the Holy Breeding Hall with a man brought back unpleasant childhood memories.
Dragonkin faced difficulties in reproduction, and Isa’s parents were already in the twilight of their lives when they conceived her.
Shortly after she turned ten, her parents passed away—a bizarre and unavoidable tragedy.
Without her parents’ care, Isha grew up under the wing of family relatives. It would have been fortunate if she had encountered a responsible elder.
But the crux was that one uncle had a strange fondness for young girls, under the guise of admiring innocence, naivety, and cuteness.
And Isha, having lost her parents, lacked the protection of her dragon lineage.
Thus, the uncle sought to manipulate her, attempting to deceive Isha into agreeing to “willingly” enter the Sanctum of Holy Rearing with an ageless being.
Such an incident, occurring to Isha herself, only filled her with revulsion.
Fortunately, at that time, Velyn discovered it, promptly called the clan leader, and stopped the matter.
Isha had grown a year or two since then, gradually understanding the danger she had narrowly escaped, and became increasingly solitary, unable to even team up with the opposite s*x for normal training.
She couldn’t help but recall her childhood experiences, uncontrollably suspecting beneath the other’s conversation and smiles, whether an ugly face was hidden.
Chu Yan, even without much contact with her and no foundation of affection, was indeed one of the few males of her kind that didn’t repulse her.
Perhaps it was because of his gentle appearance, or maybe because his guardian was Velyn.
Isha’s gratitude towards Velyn unconsciously extended to Chu Yan.
Chu Yan’s family trial was set near the perilous Dead Sea border, and Isha naturally sensed something amiss.
But she disliked meddling in family affairs, existing more as a “mercenary” with combat prowess.
Whenever there was a need for strength, she would help out regularly, fulfilling her duty as a family member.
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Initially, forcing Chu Yan into the Sanctum of Holy Rearing was a means to shelter him during Velyn’s absence, conveniently relieving herself from the pressure of the sanctum’s insistence.
It was a win-win situation; Chu Yan, always lazy and idling, might not cope with the dangers of the Dead Sea border.
Entering the Sanctum of Holy Rearing with her was much safer, and regardless of whether they formed a “deep friendship” inside, no one would pressure Isha, the older dragon lineage maiden, afterward.
After all, having spent half a year in the Sanctum of Holy Rearing, there were countless instances where both dragon lineages failed to “ignite the fire.”
The most the sanctum could do was to confirm that the dragon lineage had indeed made an effort, had strived…
They couldn’t force you to produce young dragons, but they certainly demanded you complete a round of attempted reproduction.
“Such a dreadful life, if I learn some forbidden magic, could I also avoid the harassment of the Sanctum of Holy Rearing?”
Isha, drenched in fragrant sweat, was training in the gym, occasionally lost in wild thoughts.
The door to the gym was pushed open, and she instinctively thought it was someone coming to urge her.
But the enchanting purple figure at the door improved Isha’s mood.
“Tiffany, what brings you here? I’m still in the middle of my routine training.”
“My little sun has left Dragonflame City, and everything seems dull without it, so I came to see you.”
Isha glanced outside the window, wondering if Tiffany meant it was cloudy outside.
“Dragonflame City has indeed lost some of its charm; the Crystal Forest might offer a more pleasant scenery.”