The villain daughter did all kinds of things

The two blonde beauties in Hanfu then showed joy and bowed to Emery in unison, saying in very charming voices:

"Thank you so much, Miss~~" x2

After saying that, they left together.

Debbie glanced at Marcy, who had returned to stand behind Emerald after being kissed, hesitated for a moment but didn't suggest that Marcy leave as well. Instead, she adjusted her black-rimmed glasses and said somewhat impatiently:

"I heard you have some of Mr. Langdon's unpublished technology? Can I take a look?"

"...Oh? Sister Debbie seems quite concerned about that old Langdon guy?"

Emerald, however, raised an eyebrow and said with a mischievous grin:

"My sister is so cold to me, but so caring towards old Langdon... Could it be that my sister doesn't like a weak woman like me, but prefers an old man like Langdon?"

"...What nonsense are you spouting? Is there nothing else on your mind besides those petty love stories?"

Debbie couldn't hold back anymore. Her social skills as a nerdy researcher were far inferior to those of a seasoned "bad girl," and she easily broke down.

Emerald, however, didn't seem to care and continued to smile knowingly.

“But I noticed that you, Debbie, are quite concerned about old man Langdon. When he was on trial in public, you supported him without hesitation... If I remember correctly, you don’t like to appear in public, right? Yet you still attended that trial?”

"...I do pay close attention to Mr. Langdon, but it has nothing to do with romantic love."

Debbie paused for a moment before looking at Emerald very seriously:

“I know you are a genius, a genius in cultivation, a genius in business, and perhaps even a genius at manipulating people's hearts... But you are ultimately not engaged in medical research, so you will not understand how shocking Mr. Langdon's talent is to a medical researcher. Although some ideological differences led to the complete termination of my cooperation with Mr. Langdon, it does not diminish my respect for his talent in the slightest.”

"..."

The frivolous and playful smile on Emerald's face also faded. After a moment of silence, she sighed and nodded gently.

“You’re right, old man Langdon’s talent is indeed unparalleled… Come, let’s toast with tea instead of wine to old man Langdon’s talent.”

"Yes, I admire Mr. Langdon's talent!"

Debbie didn't refuse, and readily raised her teacup to lightly clink it against Amelie's, a blush creeping onto her fair face.

Emery saw it all and was astonished.

...Wow, old Langdon, I didn't expect a young woman to actually fall for you, especially a beautiful heiress... It's a shame you're already gone, otherwise I might have been able to watch a romantic comedy.

After silently marveling at her work, Emerald didn't linger any longer. Under Debbie's expectant gaze, she took out the fabricated research results from Lily of the Valley, placed them on the table, and pushed them in front of Debbie:

“As you probably guessed, Mr. Langdon has made his medical research public, but some of the research results he conducted in collaboration with our Melson family have not been made public at our request. This is one of them.”

Debbie immediately picked up the documents and started reading.

The prototype of this fictional achievement is actually the old man Langdon's technology of turning fused organs into magical devices.

But this technology was something Emerald intended to keep for herself, and she certainly wouldn't make it public. So she removed all the core and key parts, changed it into a more sinister-looking concept, and had Suzuran add a lot of technical jargon for the demonstration.

For example, we could gather the brains of intelligent life forms and connect them in parallel to create a biological brain matrix with powerful computing capabilities.

Or perhaps they could create a new generation of more powerful aerial combat magical vehicles by imitating the body structure and magic power operation of dragons.

These ideas are all closely related to magical device technology and have a strong Myerson style, but at the same time they are also related to very advanced biotechnology. Therefore, it would be difficult for Myerson to achieve research results on his own. He would need to find a collaborator who is good at biotechnology, such as Slat.

Perhaps it was because the ideas that Emery had come up with were really attractive, because after Debbie glanced at the information a few times, her eyes lit up, and she no longer cared about drinking her tea, completely ignoring Emery.

That won't do. The most important reason Amelie asked Debbie out tonight was to sound her out. She couldn't let Debbie keep silently looking at the documents.

So soon, Emery did nothing on the table, still smiling at Debbie with her chin in her hands, but under the table, she quietly took off one boot and skillfully rubbed her black-stockinged toe against Debbie's calf.

This was a common flirting tactic used when dating upperclassmen and underclassmen at restaurants or cafes during her time at Emerald Academy.

This trick usually works well, but it backfired today.

Just as Amelie's black stockings touched Debbie's fishnet stockings, a tingling, electric-like sensation shot through her toes. It wasn't particularly intense, but the suddenness of it made Amelie bite her lip and almost cry out.

"…Debbie, what kind of socks are you wearing? They're amazing!"

Fortunately, such a big movement finally interrupted Debbie's reading of the documents, and Emery quickly took the initiative to strike up a conversation, feigning resentment.

Upon hearing this, Debbie raised her head and glanced at Emerald, saying meaningfully:

"Emerite, don't you know? This is a product of your Melson Magic Workshop. It's called Anti-Harassment Socks, specially designed to teach a lesson to those who like to take advantage of women."

"Huh? Is...is that so?"

Amelie chuckled awkwardly; she really hadn't expected that the socks were from her own shop.

She could only pout again, pretending to be dissatisfied:

"That Debbie is really something. She came here to accept my invitation, and there are no smelly men here to bother her, so why is she wearing these socks?"

"...What do you think?"

Debbie gave a cold laugh:

"Actually, for most girls, a 'bad girl' is more dangerous than a 'bad boy.' Normally, girls have a natural sense of wariness towards strange men, but not necessarily towards other girls, especially those experienced and skilled 'bad girls'... As someone who does research all year round and rarely comes into contact with the outside world, of course I have to find a way to protect myself from being bullied by 'bad girls.'"

“…Debbie is right.”

Now it was Emery's turn to break down; her smile became much stiffer.

"Ghostly women are indeed despicable and should be guarded against."

Although her tried-and-true methods failed on Debbie for the time being, Emery still managed to achieve her goal—to stop Debbie from burying herself in her documents and to start a conversation with her.

Using the topics of "preventing and combating bad girls" and "Landon is a super genius" as a starting point for conversation, Emery finally got Debbie to open up.

On the surface, Emerald is talking about old man Langdon's people and technology, but she occasionally throws in a comment about magic rejecters, allowing for indirect speculation based on Debbie's answers and reactions.

Somewhat unexpectedly, the suspected culprit who abducted magic rejecters from three villages for experiments showed no discrimination when mentioning magic rejecters. Instead, he displayed a strange emotion that resembled longing and placing some kind of hope in them, which puzzled Emily quite a bit.

Debbie's answers were always very cautious, and she was also wary of Emerald, but she was ultimately just a homebody who spent most of her time doing research, and she was far inferior to Emerald in terms of rhetoric.

Debbie could conceal her true intentions and thoughts, but her personality and some of her beliefs were inevitably exposed to Emerald during the conversation.

To avoid alerting Debbie and arousing her suspicion, Emery knew when to stop. In the following conversation, she stopped mentioning anything related to technology and instead kept steer the conversation toward romance and even strongly invited Debbie to go to a hotel that night, saying that Marcy knew a very comfortable massage technique and that Debbie should definitely try it.

Debbie, of course, firmly refused... Just kidding, going to a hotel with you, Miss Myerson, and spending the night together? Even the most straight woman, as tough as steel, would be turned into a cooked instant noodle by the next morning.

After having dinner at Zuihonglou, Debbie hurriedly left with the information Amelie had given her, saying she needed to go back and study it first, and that she would carefully consider the cooperation.

Amelie didn't stop them, but simply held Marcy with one arm and held a teacup in the other, remaining silent for a long time after Debbie's figure disappeared outside the door.

"What's wrong, young lady?"

Seeing that Emerald had been holding her without moving for a while, Marcy shifted her body and snuggled closer to Emerald, saying:

"Miss Debbie isn't the person you're looking for? Judging from her behavior just now, she shouldn't be the kind of person who would disregard the lives of magic rejecters... Perhaps those three magic rejecter villages that disappeared around Mandora City really have nothing to do with her?"

"...No, she did it, there's no mistake."

Emery shook her head, picked up another cup of tea, but didn't drink it.

“Sissi, do you think old man Langdon disregards the lives of magic rejecters? Normally, he used so many magic rejecter cubs as experimental subjects, so he must not regard magic rejecters as human beings at all... Actually, no, old man Langdon is the one who values ​​magic rejecters the most. It is precisely because he wants to save this group that he has almost given up everything, including his feelings and morality.”

“Debbie is indeed very different from what I imagined. I originally thought that she had her own schemes and ambitions in attacking the magic-repelling village, but now it seems that she is more like an idealist like old man Langdon... That’s why she fell in love with old man Langdon and is still being stubborn.”

"An idealist like Mr. Langdon?"

Marcy's eyes widened:

"Could it be that Miss Debbie also wants to help those who are magic-repelling, and help them escape the tragic fate of being unable to use magic?"

"Probably not."

Amelie shook her head again:

"If that were the case, she would probably be married to old man Langdon by now, instead of parting ways and ending the collaboration completely... That's why I find it very strange; I still can't figure out what she's up to."

...Debbie is not a character in the original game's storyline at all.

Amelie added this thought to herself, while also sighing with admiration.

She herself has quite the flair for creating butterflies; not only did she create Langdon, but now she's created a derivative of Langdon.

"That's it..."

Marcy nodded thoughtfully, then asked curiously:

"So, Miss, what are your plans for the next step?"

"Hmm... we can only observe and gather intelligence secretly for now."

Emery hesitated for a moment:

"Let's figure out Debbie's purpose first... If I can get her to go out once tonight, I can get her to go out countless times. She can't keep being so wary of me like she is tonight. Sooner or later, I'll make her confess everything on her own."

"That's for sure, no one can resist your charm, Miss! No one..."

Marcy took a deep breath, her body going completely limp as she slid off Emerald's arms and collapsed at her feet, her eyes glazed over.

"Everyone... will eventually become your slaves, young lady, hehe..."

"...Tsk, you idiot Sisi, you're hopeless."

Although Emery said this with a look of disgust on her face, she couldn't hide the smile in her eyes, clearly pleased by what Marcy said.

If the young lady is happy, then of course she will reward Marcy.

"Here, Sisi, I'll treat you to some tea~~"

As she said this, Emerald poured out the cup of tea she had just picked up but hadn't drunk from, spilling it all over her feet and wetting her black stockings.

"Thank you for the tea, Miss!"

Marcy instantly became excited, her body practically spitting out flames, almost burning her maid outfit.

And so, Amelie dined in that private room at the Drunken Red Pavilion until late at night before leaving with her maid, whose face was full of satisfaction, to pay the bill.

. . . . .

On the other side, after parting ways with Emerald, Debbie quickly returned to her laboratory and casually tossed aside the materials Emerald had given her without even glancing at them, a stark contrast to her behavior at the dining table earlier.

"What's wrong, Debbie? This should be Miss Melson's collaboration plan, right? Is it really that unreliable?"

A middle-aged man walked over, picked up the document, glanced at it, and his eyes lit up:

"It seems pretty good, especially this bio-brain computing matrix. It feels like it would be very useful if it could be manufactured..."

"It just looks good, and it's fine to use it to fool laymen and scam investors, but in my eyes it's full of loopholes... at least many of the technical ideas are completely wrong."

Debbie gave the man a somewhat disdainful look:

"Dude, you're supposed to be a senior researcher, can't you be a little more professional?"

"There's nothing I can do, after all, I don't have your talent, Debbie."

The man was quite nonchalant; he wasn't angry, he simply put the documents down again.

"So? What exactly did Miss Merson want with you? She couldn't possibly be trying to scam investment with these fake documents, could she? She's clearly so rich!"

"Of course not! Her talk of technological cooperation is just an excuse!"

Mentioning this, Debbie's expression of disgust deepened:

"Her target was me... She really is as fickle as the rumors say. She only met me once in court, and she seems to have taken a liking to me. These fake documents were just bait to lure me to the meeting."

"Oh? So she really did fall for your beauty, Debbie? I knew it... My little sister is naturally beautiful, and with a little dressing up, she's just as stunning as those socialites, hahaha... uh."

The man laughed for a while, then, seeing that Debbie wasn't laughing at all, he shrugged and said seriously:

"However, Miss Melson's fickleness is probably just on the surface. Is it possible that she already suspects that what happened in Mandora City is related to us, and is testing you?"

"...It doesn't matter."

Debbie paused for a moment, her expression remaining unchanged:

"So what if she finds out? At most, she'll just think of me as an ambitious person who wants to use magic rejecters to develop biological weapons. She'll never guess my true purpose... and even if she knew the truth, she certainly wouldn't admit it."

Chapter 229 Showing Off at the Meeting

A few days after Emery met Debbie Slater, it was the end of the year.

The calendar used by the Allen Federation is a common calendar jointly formulated after consultation with two other human nations east of the White Sea. It is very similar to the calendar of Blue Star. A year is divided into 12 months, and each 3 months is a quarter. The first day of spring is the new year.

The people of this world also have the tradition of celebrating the New Year. Although the New Year celebrations in the Allen Federation are not as grand and festive as those in the countries east of the White Sea, various celebrations are still held. Companies and schools give people a holiday of 3 to 5 days to celebrate properly.

As one of the largest families in the Allen Federation, the Melson family naturally holds a grand celebration at their Sky Manor every New Year. Not only do most Melson family members from all over the world gather on this day, but also a large number of social celebrities attend the celebration to show their support.

In the past, Amelie would of course attend the family celebrations every New Year, but she would just sit at a table with the children, eat, drink, and play as she pleased, only needing to participate in a small amount of social interaction.

But this year is different. Emerald can no longer sit at the children's table, and even has to be one of the main characters to entertain guests and handle emergencies, which makes her miss her carefree childhood.