The villain daughter did all kinds of things

So after thinking for more than ten seconds, Emery came up with a relatively safe solution.

She first transformed the ribbon into a sharp blade, piercing both Huai En's head and heart, and then destroyed as many of Huai En's organs and nerve nodes as possible, completely killing Huai En's body from the perspective of Earth's medicine, leaving no possibility of rescue.

Then Emerald cast necromancy, transforming Wayne's body and the soul that had not yet dissipated from his body into an undead creature—Wayne the Zombie.

As expected, a powerhouse in the Fusion stage should not be underestimated. After Huai En was transformed into a zombie, he actually regained some strength and woke up because he absorbed the power that Amelie used to transform him.

"...It was you?"

Wayne recognized Emerald at a glance, but there was no time to be surprised; how to survive was his top priority.

With his willpower as a Fusion Stage expert, Wayne broke free from the necromancer Emery's control almost instantly, becoming a free zombie. He then immediately reconnected with his severed finger.

Fortunately, Emery had taken steps to treat the severed finger beforehand. With the double barrier of the special box and the magical seal, even though Wayne had already made contact with the finger, he couldn't retrieve it immediately.

This gave Emerald an opportunity.

With a light touch of her toes, she rose from the magical chair and flew into the air, her body bathed in a sacred golden light—the magical costume [Saintess], attire.

It was all within Ameliete's expectations that Wayne would wake up and break free of control after becoming a zombie; she did it on purpose.

Because, among the methods and magic currently available to Ameliete, the only way to completely erase a life is to purify the undead with holy light.

"Varied……"

Huai En was also dumbfounded. He never imagined that the necromancer girl, who had just been as evil as a witch, could suddenly become so holy and actually use various high-level holy magic.

...If this continues, we'll die completely!

Wayne's spirit frantically warned him to escape.

Does Huai'en not want to escape?

He has no chance of escaping. His current strength is less than one ten-thousandth of his peak strength; he's just a slightly stronger zombie. He has absolutely no chance of surviving against high-level holy magic.

And that was indeed the case. After donning the [Saintess] costume, Amelie completely purified the zombie Wayne in just two breaths, erasing him from soul to body, leaving no trace in the world... except for the finger that had been cut off beforehand.

"Phew... all done. Next, it's time to loot the spoils. We can't let that old man have all the good stuff."

After confirming that Wayne was truly dead, Emerald replaced the [Saintess] and sat back in the magic chair, flying towards the direction of the Goddess.

Upon arrival, the Goddess had been completely occupied by undead pirates. All the magical materials and entertainment items that could be found on board had been looted, and the corpses of many members of the Art Association had been turned into undead.

The old lich seemed to have no interest in the corpses of the federal officials and wealthy businessmen who had been invited by the art association. He didn't even bother to use the magic to transform the corpses and was planning to have the undead pirates throw them into the sea to feed the fish.

"Wait! Grandma Ya, wait!"

Seeing that she almost didn't even get to drink the soup, Emery quickly and loudly stopped her:

"If you don't want these corpses, Grandma Ya, give them to me. I have a use for them!"

"Row."

The old lich appeared silently on the deck of the Goddess, readily agreeing, though with a slight curiosity:

"However, these corpses are all worthless, with negligible magical reactions. Even if they were made into skeleton soldiers, they wouldn't be able to defeat a farmer. What do you need them for?"

"Intelligence! Intelligence!"

Emery pointed to her head, then with lightning speed, used the heel of her high heel to pierce the head of a fat official, accessing his memories. A moment later, she smiled with satisfaction.

"Hmm, just as I thought... Even for me, this is a big income, which is perfect since I'm short of money for my future business plans."

"Making money from the information in their heads?"

The old lich then realized what was happening, and curled his lip in disdain:

"As the eldest daughter of the Melson family, you're actually troubled by mere money. Little Ellie, you're quite the weakling."

"!"

A black line appeared above Emerald's head, and she couldn't help but complain:

“I’m currently in the trial phase of starting my own business… All the pocket money I’ve saved up over the past ten years has been frozen by my family, otherwise I would never be short of money.”

"Entrepreneurial trials... Pshaw, you idiot, you just have to suffer for nothing."

The old lich was even more disdainful:

"With your talent and current strength, you could easily stay at home and be treated like a little prince, getting whatever you want. Why bother?"

"Because that way I have fun!"

Amelie also glanced sideways at the old lich:

"Grandma Ya, you were once the eldest daughter of the Melson family. You could have lived a good life if you had just followed the rules a little. But you ended up turning yourself into the most dangerous fugitive in the Federation, even forcing your family to sever ties with you. Why did you do that?"

"Because it makes me happy to play that way~~"

The old lich gave the same answer, then she and Amelie exchanged a glance and burst into laughter together.

After that, Emery stopped wasting time chatting and used her high heels to pierce the heads of the federal officials and wealthy businessmen she could find on the ship to read their memories.

These days, wealthy businessmen and officials certainly don't just have what's on the surface of their assets.

Whether for legal tax avoidance or for reputation, they have all sorts of bearer accounts and bonds, real estate held by others, and vaults built in secret locations.

A large portion of these illicit assets have now fallen into Amelie's hands, and she can use the intelligence she has to convert them into her own.

Defeating an opponent and then plundering their black market assets is something that all the major families in the Federation have done countless times. Of course, Melson also has several professional teams that specialize in this kind of thing. When Amelie returns, she can ask them to help her handle it and just pay them a higher commission.

This fortune is definitely not small, but the old lich really doesn't care about it... She has long passed the stage of needing money. Things like crystals of despair and resentment, which are rare and hard to come by, are what she is worth her effort for.

Even taking the artists' corpses back to become undead wasn't because the old lich valued their fighting prowess.

According to the old lich, although she had killed countless people in her life, this was the first time she had killed so many top-tier artists in one go.

So she plans to go back and set up an art association for the dead, so that all the artists will serve her alone.

Undead bands can perform death metal music for her, undead dancers can perform all sorts of strange bone dances for her, novelists and painters can create works featuring the undead as protagonists, and sculptors can make all sorts of bone carvings to decorate her house, and so on.

In short, the old lich was quite satisfied with the large number of new undead that she had acquired to provide her with entertainment, just as satisfied as Amelie, who had received a large sum of money from illegal activities.

After dividing up the corpses on the Perfect God, Amelie said goodbye to the old lich and quietly left.

She didn't need to worry about the aftermath of the incident; the old lich wasn't exaggerating—as the most vicious and wanted criminal in the history of the Allen Federation, no one was better at fabricating crime scenes and destroying evidence than her.

. . . . .

Several days later, news of the attack and sinking of the Meishen spread throughout the Federation, causing a great uproar.

"Emerite~Emerite~, have you heard? One of the Art Association's cruise ships was attacked by monsters and pirates at sea and was sunk!"

During lunch together in the office, Julia ate the garlic lobster, shell and all, that Amelie had made, exclaiming in amazement:

"How tragic! Nearly 2000 people, including passengers and crew, perished on board. Even a powerful cultivator at the Fusion stage was killed... The deep sea is indeed very dangerous."

"Yeah~ yeah~ Mm~"

While eating the cherries that Marcy had fed her, Emerald chimed in:

"There are quite a few powerful monsters in the sea, as well as sea creatures who are also intelligent beings. Even a large ship with a Fusion Stage mage on board can't guarantee the safety of a long voyage... But Yulia, don't be sad. As far as I know, the people on that ship are all scum and despicable, the kind of people you'd want to punch if you saw them. They deserved to die, didn't they?"

"……Really?"

Julia looked at Emerald with suspicion:

"Speaking of which, it seems the Arts Association has some business dealings with you, Emerald? And you know so much about that ship... Could it be that you sank it? I think I heard that rumor on the street before."

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Chapter 150 Bringing My Wife Home (Not Really)

"Oh ho ho ho... Yulia, you're quite the joker~~ You know it's just a rumor, and how much of a rumor can you really believe?"

Amelie covered her mouth and laughed, taking a sip of the elven honey that Viliana had made that morning:

"I really want to sink the Art Association's ship, but I'm just a delicate young lady. I don't have your strength, Yulia, so I simply can't do it~~"

Marcy and Viriana remained calm and smiled without saying a word.

Su Lina, who was sitting on the chair, raised her head and couldn't help but want to complain, but she suddenly felt the long, black-stockinged legs on both sides of her neck tighten, so she shut up.

"Sink a ship?"

Yulia, however, had other ideas.

She clenched her fist, imagining a large cruise ship with a displacement of over 5 tons in front of her. Could she sink it with a single punch?

It seems impossible. Not to mention that such a large ship would definitely be protected by a magic shield, and there would be a Fusion Stage expert on board, making it even more impossible.

...Hmm, I'm still not strong enough...I must become stronger!

Julia's eyes lit up, and she secretly glanced at Emerald again.

Only by becoming stronger can I protect her from being bullied and live up to everyone's expectations of a hero!

The sinking of the America has sparked ongoing heated discussions.

Since the conflict between the Art Association and Emerald was no secret in high society, many people speculated that this matter might be related to Emerald and the Melson family. This was the reason for the rumors that Julia had heard before.

Even the FBI had to take it seriously and sent two unfamiliar Red Star investigators to question Emery, instead of sending Miss Mengmeng, who was on good terms with her.

However, just as the old witch Granny Ya said, she was too professional at doing bad things. After she had dealt with the scene, there was not a single clue to be found.

Multiple investigative organizations worked tirelessly for several days in the area where the Meishen sank, and the results all came back to the conclusion that the attack was a joint effort by sea monsters and pirates, and had nothing to do with Merson.

When the investigators questioned Emerald, she reverted to her spoiled princess ways and berated the two Red Star investigators.

The two Red Star investigators didn't dare to argue. They both left with bitter faces after the young lady finished venting her anger, and then there was no further news.

Besides members of the Federal Arts Association, many wealthy businessmen and federal officials who were invited to die on the Meishen also died. These people could not compare to the power of large families, but the federal government could not ignore the trouble caused by their families after their deaths.

The on-site investigation and evidence collection found nothing, and they dared not investigate Miss Merson, the only person with the motive and ability to do this, too—what if they found something?

Someone always has to take the blame, and in the end, the blame fell on the USS Myerson III, since it was patrolling not far from the USS Aqua at the time and had a duty to provide rescue.

The blame fell on the USS Myerson III, but not on the entire ship. The blame was ultimately placed on a radar operator on the Myerson III, who was said to have fallen asleep while on duty that night and failed to notice that the USS America was under attack, thus missing the rescue.

The victims' families were outraged, finally finding an outlet for their anger, and they all clamored for severe punishment of the radar operator.

Fortunately, federal law is fair and just. During the military court-martial investigation of the radar operator, it was discovered that he had been working non-stop for more than three days because his two comrades who were supposed to relieve him had both unexpectedly fallen ill, leaving him to carry the load alone. In a state of extreme fatigue, it was inevitable that he would make a mistake.

So in the end, the radar operator didn't receive a severe punishment; he was simply discharged from the military and happily retired early.

His future is ruined, and he'll have a hard time finding a job, but he doesn't need to worry about making a living because he won 300 million dollars in the lottery right after he was discharged from the army, so he'll never have to worry about food and drink again.

In short, regardless of whether people are satisfied with the outcome, the story of the Meishen is now considered closed. The investigation concluded that the Meishen was attacked and sunk by monsters and pirates, and the negligent soldiers have been punished. That's all.

Of course, for the art associations that are the direct victims, the matter is not over yet.

The deaths of many core members have left the remaining members in a state of panic. Many have claimed to be unwell or made other excuses to refuse to participate in other activities organized by the arts association.

The death of Wayne Stanley was a devastating loss for the Arts Association. They not only lost a top-tier expert, but their internal power structure also underwent a major transformation.

The first to suffer was old Gates, Gates Stanley.

He was able to become the vice president entirely because he had a father who was a powerhouse in the Fusion stage. Now that his father is dead, his time as vice president is over.

A few days after the Meishen disaster, old Gates went missing.

Amelie also had Viliana use divination magic to predict Old Gate's condition, and the result was that Old Gate was most likely dead... Amelie was quite disappointed that she couldn't personally stomp that old man to death.

With such a major incident occurring in the arts association, many of the remaining high-ranking members are still embroiled in internal power struggles and have no time to attend to external matters.

The Art Association was the one secretly instigating the obstruction of Emerald's film development. Now that the Art Association is preoccupied with its own problems, and many of its members have died on the Valkyrie, it has essentially disbanded, and no one is bothering Emerald anymore.

Emerald was not about to let such a good opportunity slip by. She had just made some extra money on the Valkyrie and planned to use it all to expand her business—at least to build movie theaters in several major cities in Caledonia.

With the completion of the movie theater in Champs-Élysées and the release of "Yulia 2," the movie craze has now truly swept through the Federation.

When "Julia I" was released, Amelie rented opera houses and concert halls in many cities throughout the Federation to play it, but it was only shown for a week, so the number of people who could see it was still too small.

Champs-Élysées is a famous resort town in the Federation, with almost 5 tourists visiting every day. Now, most of these tourists also stop by Locke City for a visit, which is turning Locke City from a mining city into a tourist city.

As more and more people watch the movies, their influence grows, and some of the content even rises to the level of diplomacy between countries.

In "Julia 1", there was a scene where Julia was secretly observing the daily lives of several groups of elven slaves while investigating clues. This scene sparked heated discussions.

The existence of elven slaves was originally an open secret between humans and elves. Everyone knew about the existence of elven slaves but pretended not to know. After all, elves weren't exactly good people either, and there were quite a few human young men serving wealthy elven women in the elven kingdom.

However, this plot point in "Julia 1" exposes the truth: the Federation and the Elves can no longer pretend they don't know about the Elves' slavery, so they hold an emergency meeting to discuss a solution.