This is Not How You Use a Villainess Sir

Chapter 27: Sir, That’s Not How You Use a Bad Woman

There was barely some activity on the first floor; Janet had gotten up, but not quite completely.

She sat on the bed, her eyes lazily half-closed, but her pupils slightly unfocused, lacking energy.

It was the classic case of the mind being willing, but the body still yearning for sleep.

Chu Yan called out to her, and Janet managed a weak “Hmm?” in response.

Seeing Janet’s “defenseless” attitude, Shanoa immediately turned to Chu Yan and asked:

“Did you nag her too?”

“How could I? This is no time for jokes…”

Chu Yan was visibly embarrassed, his mouth twitching helplessly, but faced with Shanoa’s inexplicably serious gaze, he paused.

An unusual silence flowed through the moment.

Would Shanoa, on any regular day, ask such a question if faced with this situation?

No, she wouldn’t.

Just a few days ago at the barbecue party, she was misunderstood because of Janet’s wordplay and chose to sulk alone in her room, brewing wine, never expressing her feelings.

Even when they first met, during Shanoa’s underestimated period, she didn’t wallow in self-pity; she just lay in bed, sleeping.

The records in the notebook surfaced in Chu Yan’s mind—The temperament of the tabooed will be influenced!

Trivial matters could easily spark their conflicts.

They must avoid encountering each other at all costs.

Chu Yan gripped her hand, leading Xia Noya out of the room with a grave look in his eyes:

“Forgive my clouded judgment back then, Nai Zi. I feared you’d wake and stop me, so I kept sucking without daring to move. There was no time to run down to the first floor, no opportunity or motive for the crime. “

“Your habit of acting like a baby is really infuriating…”

Xia Noya looked at him with disdain and sympathy, yet she did not pursue his impudence, seemingly granting tacit approval.

It seems like I’ve passed the test… Chu Yan observed her reaction closely.

Xia Noya now tends to get petty over the strangest things, yet she’s surprisingly generous where it’s least expected.

Can they still cooperate to face elite monsters in such a state?

It wasn’t just Chu Yan’s needless worry. With Xia Noya’s usually pleasant nature turning inexplicably “nitpicky,” if a real conflict arose…

He feared an unexpected powerful strike on their own teammates.

He muttered with a headache:

“Normally, facing an elite monster requires the presence of two or three taboo wielders. But now, with the Blood Moon empowering the monsters, I can only take one person, and that has to be Xia Noya.”

“…Xia Noya, how do you feel now? Are you up for the fight?”

The knightess nodded confidently:

“My spirit is slightly wilted, but the magic circuits in my body are very active. My power is in a state of excitement; there’s no need to worry.”

That makes me worry even more!

Taboo power is a collective term for many kinds of forces, but they all share one common trait.

Unstable, with the risk of losing control!

Xia Noya’s condition clearly meant her taboo power was activating on its own.

Chu Yan let Xia Noya take a break near the castle while he went upstairs to knock on the nuns’ door.

“Greetings, Sister of the Church. I am the temporary lord here, Chu Yan of the Dragonflame family.”

He wouldn’t go alone to wrestle with an elite monster. After much thought, the only suitable teammates were these nuns.

They lacked taboo powers and were unaffected by the Blood Moon.

But after knocking for a while, all he got were responses like “Sorry” and “The Church commands us to listen to the miracles undistracted.”

This greatly displeased Chu Yan.

Now that he was the lord, a pure local serpent, how could these church folks put on such airs?

Yet he couldn’t force them into battle. Teammates with grievances were unreliable in a fight; who knows if they might have a negative effect.

Chu Yan returned downstairs, and Xia Noya’s gaze met him; she had heard the knocking.

“Did you seek support from those nuns?”

“Yes, and it turns out these guys are parasites, occupying the room and doing nothing. But I’ve also come up with a new plan.”

In this battle against elite monsters, the only taboo breaker to take the field is Xiano Ya alone.

Despite the ferocity of the situation, she felt no fear or unease, only curiosity about Chu Yan’s plan.

“What plan have you thought of?”

“Draw their ire, lead that monster to the Discipline Squad, they’ll have to take action.”

The Discipline Squad is stationed at a checkpoint ten kilometers outside of Elysium City, barely serving as sentinels against the escape of taboo breakers (assuming the breakers are foolish enough not to avoid their sight), and their strength is considerable.

These people won’t leave their post for reasons like “assisting with monster handling,” but if a monster comes knocking at their door, they can’t ignore it.

Diverting trouble eastward may be shameful, but if it works, it’s all that matters.

“After dealing with this elite monster, I’ll have to give those nuns upstairs a good talking to!”

……

Soon, Chu Yan and Xiano Ya arrived at the desolate beach coast, riding together on a fine horse.

The tide ebbed and flowed ceaselessly, the moonlight casting an even deeper and darker gloom over the area.

Amidst the sound of waves crashing against the rocks, a faint and strange song lingered, distant and ethereal.

Ordinary monsters emerging from the sea exuded an even more dangerous aura.

Chu Yan couldn’t be bothered to dismount, casually tossing corpse bombs to clear the area.

After a long wait, finally, at the place where the sea meets the sky in the Dead Sea, the water flowed backward, forming a water spout towering above the sea surface.

Named Siren, the female sea demon, with the body of a mermaid, perched atop the spout.

Chu Yan now realized a blind spot in his thinking—would this female seafood follow him ashore…?

What if she simply acted as a turret mage, staying in the sea the whole time, indiscriminately bombarding the borderlands with magic?

“Xiano Ya, what kind of foul language do I need to use now to hold her hatred, to make the Siren hate me enough to come ashore to fight me?”

Chapter 26: Lighting a Lamp in the Outhouse, Courting Death

At the same time.

Old Pige returned in Connice’s carriage to the land he had been mining for gold for many years.

His baronial manor was desolate and bleak, stained with blood, the heads of his son and butler rotting and stinking next to the slums.

Old Pige quickly found other Dead Sea nobles, and upon seeing the old baron return, they gathered quickly, as happy as could be!

“Lord Pige, you’re finally back. Are you going to settle the score with that outsider?”

“Sword-mad Sworde, I don’t know if it’s the lunar phase, but he’s not doing well, though he’s mostly recovered!”

“Quiet!” Old Pige shouted.

He had no mood for reminiscing with them; he was well aware of the Dead Sea’s situation.

During this period, it was mostly the time for elite monsters to appear. If Chu Yan stayed inside the castle, they would lure him out; if he was already outside, it would be even more convenient.

The period of rampant monster activity serves as the perfect excuse to erase the death of a dragonkin!

“I’ve asked a noble to deal with that boy. You should have noticed the lord’s movements, right? Tell me immediately!”

……

……

“There’s no need to worry about the Siren following us.”

The monsters that seeped from the Sea of Void set their sights on the nearby land upon their birth.

Their wet, dense footprints stamped across the barren beach, their frenzied breath growing thicker with the sea breeze.

Between the rising and falling tides, hordes of mutated seafood monsters appeared on the desolate shore.

The Siren’s enchanting song continued, her figure perched atop a water spout, her long fishtail shimmering with ominous void scales, her upper body voluptuous and exposed, with two shells covering her firm flesh, hiding two secrets.

Her seductive body twisted atop the water spout, soaring through the air, as if swimming with agility at the sea’s bottom.

Her magical song pulsed with rhythm.

“It looks like this guy will come ashore on his own, which is quite nice. Shanoa, has the song affected you?”

Chu Yan had already begun to hallucinate, the ferocity of the seafood monsters gradually fading, turning into fishermen dressed in slum attire.

They seemed not to be storming the beach but rather unfortunate souls who had fallen overboard, frantically scrambling ashore to escape.

If Chu Yan had more people on his side, the melee would start, and it would be easy to confuse friend from foe.

But Chu Yan didn’t have that many teammates; there was no confusion.

“I’m slightly affected. The dead sea monsters in my eyes have turned into the commoners from my hometown, suffering under the monsters’ tyranny, pleading for my help.”

If Chu Yan were her, he would probably be amused, as if the monsters, fearing he would be too lenient, deliberately took on a more hateful appearance.

But Shanoa wasn’t him, and under the blood moon, many of her emotions were amplified, lacking Chu Yan’s detached perspective.

“Shanoa, they are no longer your nightmares, including your original paternal clan, they are all in the past.”