Sir, this is not how bad women are used.

She had previously followed Sosia, the real executioner, to inspect the family trials of other dragonborns, but Chu Yan's style was truly rare.

Other people's initial work basically lays out the framework and plan, and the rest is just taking time to perfect it.

What about Chu Yan...

He is like a child who takes his test paper to his parents to ask for credit after taking the test.

——Hey~ My dear baby mommy, look at my test paper, I got full marks on this question!

——Oh~ Child

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, you are my pride. How much is the total score of the test paper? Is it full marks?

——I only did this question, and the others got zero points.

That's pretty much it.

The maid spoke up:

"The Executioner needs a short rest now, and will then visit various places along the border of the Dead Sea."

"Okay, have a nice rest then. I won't disturb you for now. If you need anything, please come to my room to find me. I'll be at your service anytime!"

Chu Yan left the room, and the sound of him closing the door and returning to his room could be heard from the corridor.

The maid Toba then said to the "Executioner":

"Ms. Tiffany, your grades are too 'leaving no room for error'. If he makes mistakes in other aspects of his work, it will greatly affect his reputation as an executioner."

Tiffany took off the black dragon head mask on her face and said casually:

“Justice only exists in fairy tales. Other people’s family trials are as easy as child’s play, or even just taking their family members to defeat a few monsters.

But Chu Yan was brought to such a place, and he had to compare his trial results with those people. What is this?

It's just an initial result. I'm sure Suo Xiya has been prepared for my score. You don't have to worry."

The maid only mentioned it briefly. If the other party insisted, she would be helpless and no one could control this Purple Poison Dragonborn.

Toba then said:

"This temporary lord will face considerable pressure in the future. The level of danger and security in the region, the degree of cooperation and division of labor between superiors and subordinates, and the lord's personnel reserve will all be key points in this type of lord trial."

Originally, this kind of "test point" is equivalent to a free point question.

Because when most of the young talents of the families participate in the trials, the places they go to are often their own border territories.

And when he set out to take office, he also brought a team of guards with him. Even if we ignore the family relationship, the guards alone can launch a dimensionality reduction attack on the local bullies.

Chu Yan was facing the border of the Dead Sea. Unless he could use several giants in the Long Yan family as guards, no matter how many followers he brought, they would be of little use.

In terms of regional security, the proliferation of monsters and taboo people with strange temperaments may cause friction and conflicts. How to deal with it?

The superiors and subordinates cooperated and divided the work, but the local nobles didn't even give us the courtesy to come out and greet us. What should we do?

The lord’s own team is strong, and the Dead Sea border cannot attract serious adventurers. How to replenish teammates?

Tiffany felt a slight headache just by listening, but she also looked forward to it:

"I wonder how this little guy who always thinks about being lazy will deal with these problems. I'm a little curious."

The maid said:

"Maybe they'll just complete the sanitation work and then ignore it. After all, failing the trial won't threaten their lives."

Tiffany shook her head and said with certainty:

"His guardian complained to me that Chu Yan is not someone who would give up halfway."

The maid was slightly surprised and said, "The quality of perseverance."

The beauty with purple eyes continued:

"At best, he would have given up from the beginning and just slept on the spot, not even bothering to do the 'halfway' work.

But now that we have made a start, we should want to finish it.”

It is difficult to evaluate the maid at the moment. This attitude towards difficulties is clearly "bullying the weak and fearing the strong"!

But Toba had already noticed that the Purple Poison Dragonborn lady really cared about the young lord, so naturally she had to say something nice. She used the charm of language:

“It’s about accurately assessing the situation, not doing anything superfluous or futile, and managing your energy efficiently.

No wonder Ms. Tiffany appreciates him so much.”

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Ghetto.

Dura and other children ate together. The food was simple, but it filled their stomachs.

Being in a coastal area, it sounds like there should be abundant seafood resources, but in fact, it is not the case.

Only a very small number of things in the sea are edible. Most of them are tainted with foul smell and cannot be eaten.

And the so-called "seafood" are not something that can be slaughtered at will. They are also the specialty monsters of this area.

It’s a blessing not to be killed by “seafood”, so why do you still want to eat “seafood”?

It can be said that life starting from here is lucky. There is no need to worry about the unknown future because death is right beside us.

A young man about seventeen years old ran in excitedly, and the children affectionately called him "Womek".

"Brother Womek, what makes you so happy?"

"I've received a job. If successful, I can take you away from here and away from the Dead Sea border!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"It's true. The mission reward mentioned that the sponsor can get us a lot of outside resident certificates and can also help us hide our identities as Dead Sea residents!"

Hide your identity as a Dead Sea dweller and become a resident outside...

This is something so far away that I dare not even hope for it. Just thinking about it makes me feel fear and vigilance.

It was like the cheese bait in the mouse cage in a storybook.

"What kind of reward is this for? It seems a bit suspicious."

Chapter 13 Assassinated

Chu Yan returned to the room, closed the door, and let out a long sigh.

The municipal sanitation section actually got full marks!

He couldn't wait to share the good news with Shanoya:

"Xianuoya, how do you know my midterm exam

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I got full marks in the assessment... Were you assassinated?"

On the bed, Xia Nuoya lay on the quilt as if she had died. Her plump breasts were squeezed out of shape and "overflowed" from both sides of her armpits. She was lying there normally, posing in a coquettish manner for no reason, but the curve of her waist and hips was particularly breathtaking.

The curve from the beautiful back to the waist is gentle, but when it reaches the hips it rises like a snowy mountain, with stunning ups and downs, and the shape of the mountain is plump and full, like a ripe peach in a sunny June day, with a unique kind of sparkling and fiery charm.

Xia Nuoya was wearing a pure white suspender nightgown at this time. She slowly turned her fair face and said:

"I'm tired of cleaning the room, and you're still here making sarcastic remarks."

The room that the executioner is staying in now was the one that Xia Nuoya temporarily helped to clean. She ventilated it, dusted it, and cleaned it. After she was done, she took a shower and lay down to rest.

Although Shanoya was good at housework, she found cleaning the room much more tiring than fighting.

Chu Yan came over and apologized sincerely:

"I don't mean to be sarcastic. I just saw that you were so tired, so I was just joking. Is your butt sore? Let me give you a massage."

A smile appeared on Xia Nuoya's fair forehead, and her eyebrows wrinkled in dissatisfaction, and she asked:

"What if only my waist and legs are sore?"

To clean every corner of the room, she had to squat and stand a lot. Unfortunately, she didn't know how to use wind magic to assist in cleaning, so she could only rely on physical strength to deal with those nooks and crannies.

Chu Yan's expression changed from eager to indifferent in an instant, interpreting the "truth" vividly, and said:

"Forget it, just lie down and take a rest."

"...Do you want to be so honest?"

Shanuoya stood up and pretended to change clothes.

Chu Yan asked: "Aren't you exhausted? Where are you going?"

"Go to the executioner's room and report you, pointing out that you are roommates with the forbidden person and are in collusion. See how many points the executioner will deduct from you."

You're killing one thousand enemies and losing eight hundred of your own. Do you really want to hurt others and not benefit yourself?

"It's just a joke, why take it so seriously?"

Chu Yan changed his attitude as quickly as turning the pages of a book. He sincerely pushed the female knight back onto the bed and actively and proactively massaged her waist and legs.

"Face."

Shanoya shook her head in disdain.

After Chu Yan helped her massage for a while, he lay down lazily. Xia Nuoya raised her round and firm thighs and rubbed them against the guy next to her.

"There's still thighs to be massaged, don't be lazy."

"I'm tired. Press it again later."

"If you want to renege on your debt and refuse to give me a massage, I'll deduct three days from your salary."

“…That’s too much.”

On the bed, Xia Nuoya and Chu Yan were like two salted fish, lying here and there.

While lying down, his body was resting, but Chu Yan's mind was still thinking about his own trial.

"Xianuoya, is there any way to change the situation of the upper and lower divisions in Paradise City?"

Slums can exist as the first line of defense near the sea, but they should not become residential areas, as that would be like living in the same den with a tiger.

Too dangerous!

Under such circumstances, it is already a blessing from the goddess of luck that children from slums can grow up smoothly.

Xia Nuoya turned over and lay down, her plump and proud breasts swaying softly, she said seriously:

“It’s difficult. The environment is getting worse, the ruling power of the party holding power is getting stronger, and the people in the slums are always in a state of being sheltered.

Even if they were allowed to live in the wealthy area, their status would not change at all. This is not simply oppression by the nobility."

To put it more truthfully, the border of the Dead Sea is not suitable for ordinary people to survive.

Ordinary people here will be relegated to the bottom of the social ladder unless they awaken powerful powers.

It is not realistic to declare that the status of slums has been improved just by enthusiasm.

Chu Yan could also understand this and sighed:

“It’s a pity that it’s difficult for people here to integrate into the outside world.”

People outside would naturally be wary of someone who was born on the border of the Dead Sea.

Because that is a place where sin and taboos are rampant. How can the morals of people born there be good?

Rather than waiting for theft, murder, or something like that to happen before pursuing it, it is better to block it from happening in the first place.

Moreover, there is also a rumor that people living on the border of the Dead Sea have been contaminated by the foul aura from the deep sea, which can easily cause monsters to mutate and lead to unimaginable sudden crises.

Judging from existing cases, this is not an unfounded rumor. Civilians who escaped from several forbidden exile sites have caused monster mutations in their hiding areas.

If they cannot obtain identity credentials from the outside world, the people of the Dead Sea will be like rats crossing the street, and will be hunted down everywhere.

But if the identity credentials were forged, the people of the Dead Sea would be the Pied Piper of Hamel, bringing danger to wherever they walked.

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