The villain daughter did all kinds of things

There was no reason, just an intuition that told her the more she depended on Emerald, the more irreversibly she would fall into ruin.

"Are you still going to throw a tantrum?"

Pancake ignored Yulia's dilemma and continued in a teacher's tone, as if instructing a student:

“You need to think this through, Julia. Is your inexplicable intuition more important, or is everything you want to protect more important? That elf can slaughter dozens of people, which is enough to prove that she is very dangerous. What if you fail to stop her from hurting more people because of this inexplicable competitive spirit? Wouldn’t you feel guilty for the rest of your life?”

"……I see."

Yulia hesitated for a few more seconds, then finally let out a long sigh:

“You’re right, I should prioritize the bigger picture… I’ll go ask Emerald now, and I’ll cooperate with Emerald’s actions from now on.”

. . . . .

Meanwhile, after getting rid of Julia, Viliana finally arrived safely at the safe house that Marcy had arranged for her.

It was an apartment in the south of Locke City. It was quite upscale, with a large bedroom and, although there was no living room, a separate toilet and bathroom.

It's certainly not as good as the Elven Royal Guard's training camp, but it's much better than the small cargo hold of the slave caravan's submarine.

After carefully checking her surroundings and confirming that there was no immediate danger or pursuers, Viliana could finally focus on dealing with the petrification curse on her legs.

The petrification curse was not weak, but Viliana's magic level was higher. Without any other influences, she completely dispelled the petrification curse in less than 10 minutes.

Then a wave of exhaustion washed over Viliana. The past two days had been more exciting than her more than twenty years in the training camp, and she had never been so tired.

However, her excellent military skills prevented Viliana from resting immediately. She forced herself to get up, which was already drooping, and set up several more magical traps and detection spells around the apartment to ensure that she could be detected in advance even if she was attacked by pursuers. Only then did she drowsily walk into the bathroom and fall asleep directly in the warm water.

After an unknown amount of time, when the bath water had completely cooled down, Viliana, who had been fast asleep due to exhaustion, suddenly woke up.

The detection spell she cast before going to sleep was triggered.

Before she could even dry herself off, let alone put on clothes, Viliana used the air currents as a veil to enter her battle stance.

After sensing the surroundings again, Viriana breathed a sigh of relief.

The one who came was that red-haired member of her clan, most likely the illegitimate daughter of her friend's sister, the half-elf with the bloodline of the Crimson Moon.

"Sorry, I'm late."

Marcy, seemingly oblivious to Viliana's magic, simply pulled out another key, opened the door, and walked in. She appeared somewhat surprised upon seeing Viliana's appearance.

"What are you...?"

As she spoke, she pretended to be nervous and looked back:

"It's just me, nobody's following me."

“Hmm, but you triggered my perception magic earlier, so I thought the pursuers had arrived.”

Viliana relaxed, removed the flowing gauze robe that surrounded her, dried herself with a towel, put on a bathrobe, and asked Marcy with some concern:

"Are you alright? Won't your master suspect you're secretly helping me?"

"Don't worry, it's okay."

Marcy waved her hand, saying confidently and nonchalantly:

"Miss is busy making money, hundreds of thousands of rens per minute. How could she possibly care about such a trivial matter as personally tracking you down? All you did was kill a few people on the black market... I happen to be in charge of contacting and resolving this matter with those mercenaries."

"The reason I was delayed for so long is that when I went to report to the young lady, she assigned me other work, so I had to finish that first before coming over."

"...You can actually help your master handle this kind of thing?"

Viliana's eyes gleamed:

"Does she trust you that much? Isn't she afraid you'll betray her?"

"Actually, I don't intend to betray the young lady, nor can I."

Marcy shrugged, unhooked the lace choker around her neck, and showed Viliana the metal ring hidden beneath:

"See that? A slave contract. Even if I wanted to betray the young lady, I couldn't. But there are some ambiguous things that I can exploit."

"For example, this time, the young lady's order to me was to find out the truth about the black market, not to catch you, so I can secretly help you get away."

"But you definitely won't be so lucky next time. As long as the young lady gives a clear order, even if I still want to help you, I can only take you down together with the mercenary team."

"So you'd better leave Locke City as soon as possible. For the sake of our kinship, I've already arranged for you to leave the city tonight."

Chapter 76 You're Not Allowed to Talk About Her (14/20)

"You'd better not go out during the day, just stay here."

Marcy ignored Viliana's look, which seemed to suggest she wanted to say something, and continued to give her instructions:

"The streets are full of Baihe Gang members. They have all received orders from the young lady to search for your whereabouts."

"Roads in and out of the city are guarded by federal police, and every pedestrian and magical vehicle entering and leaving the city must be checked."

“I know you can use mental magic to control passersby to help you hide your whereabouts, but your magic wavelength and frequency have already been exposed. As long as you use magic outdoors, the M22 team can pinpoint your location. Using magic to disguise yourself will only make you more exposed.”

"But don't worry, I've already arranged everything."

As she spoke, Marcy pulled out a set of orange work clothes, which appeared to be from some company, along with a matching lanyard and name tag, and handed them to Viliana.

“This is a staff outfit for North Xi Logistics. Their company will have a delivery truck leaving the city at 8 pm tonight. I’ve already taken care of one of the employees on the truck. You just need to dress up as her and you can leave the city smoothly.”

"Don't worry about being found out by others in the company. The employee you're pretending to be is a newcomer, and everyone else's impression of her is that she's a woman. As long as you don't say anything out of line, you'll be fine."

"There's no need to worry about checkpoints when leaving the city. This North Xi Logistics convoy regularly transports the young lady's personal belongings, so no one dares to inspect them."

"..."

Viliana remained silent for a long while, not taking the employee uniform and work card, but gently shaking her head:

“Sister, you have thought things through very well and made very thoughtful arrangements. I am very grateful to you, but I do not intend to leave Locke City just like that.”

"Why aren't you leaving?"

Marcy inwardly sighed, "Just as I thought," but outwardly feigned surprise:

“You killed so many slave traders on the young lady’s territory, she won’t let you go, and you can’t hide here forever. I can’t help you for long.”

"Why can't you always help me, sister?"

Viriana suddenly grasped Marcy's hand, her tone somewhat impassioned:

"Are you content to spend your entire life wearing a slave collar and serving as a lowly human maid? How does your master treat you? Is she particularly kind to you?"

"I...the young lady's feelings for me..."

A flash of disgust crossed Marcy's eyes. She wanted to shake off Viliana's hand, but remembering the task Emery had given her, she held back and continued her acting.

"The young lady is so good to me! You're not allowed to talk about her like that!"

"Huh? She's very good to you?"

Viliana was surprised for a moment, then quickly realized:

"I understand now. It was your slave contract that distorted your perception and emotions... Humans are indeed a despicable, shameless, and vile race, ugh!"

She spat fiercely, then asked with a cold smile:

"Then tell me, sister, how does your master usually treat you? How come you feel that she treats you so well?"

"Young Miss... um."

Marcy blushed, and her breathing became rapid.

"The young lady uses me as a footrest every day, makes me kiss her feet, wraps my mouth with her worn black stockings, and makes me use her worn shoes as a lunchbox... Hiss!"

By the time she finished speaking the last two sentences, Marcy's face was flushed, her eyes were brimming with tears, and she could barely stand.

Viliana was stunned.

Sister, something seems off about you?

But soon, this doubt turned into pity, because Viliana saw again the slave collar around Marcy's neck.

Humans are so despicable! They actually used such vile means to forcibly turn their best friend's anger and humiliation into excitement and pleasure. It's truly despicable.

“I will help you regain your true self, sister.”

Viliana felt more and more sorry for Marcy and grew increasingly disgusted with Amelie. A bold idea began to form in her mind.

She wants to destroy the city, kill Emerald in an extremely humiliating way, and completely enrage the Merson family, who secretly control the Federation, thus triggering another war!

Viliana doesn't know the truth about why the battle a hundred years ago ended in a peace treaty, but she firmly believes that if they were to fight again, victory would surely belong to the elves!

"Perhaps I have a way to help you break this slave contract, and even ensure that your master won't find out after the contract is broken!"

Viliana stared intently at the collar around Marcy's neck for a while, then was surprised to discover a major flaw in the contract.

"……real?"

Marcy exclaimed in surprise, her voice filled with barely suppressed delight.

She actually had to exert a lot of effort to hold back her laughter—the hole in the collar was specifically designed so that Viriana would discover it.

As expected, the young lady is incredibly insightful. Every reaction of this white-haired fool is exactly as she foresaw.

While harboring contempt for Viliana, Massey also became more confident and her acting skills improved more and more.

Viliana never doubted that Marcy was acting, and she couldn't even imagine that her fellow human beings, who had suffered persecution from humans, would deliberately harm her.

"It should be fine. Let me take a look."

Viliana began to carefully analyze the collar around Marcy's neck:

"If I can really get this done, would you be willing to support my plan, sister?"

"of course."

Marcy smiled sweetly.

The girl who was naive and even somewhat saintly in the original work now lies without batting an eye:

"Gaining freedom is like being reborn. As long as you can help me break the slave contract, I will help you with anything."

"That's exactly what I've been waiting for you to say, sister!"

Viliana became excited, her eyes brimming with enthusiasm.

In her opinion, Marcy's personal combat ability was insignificant, but her identity as Emerald's personal maid was extremely useful.

With the enemy's closest confidant acting as a mole, how can you not accomplish great things?

. . . . .

While Viliana was researching how to break the slave contract, Julia also awkwardly approached Amelie to inquire about Viliana.

"That is indeed a very dangerous person."

Instead of taking the opportunity to laugh at Julia, Emerald seriously shared information with her:

"Her name is Viliana Zero. She is a member of the Elven Royal Guard and an extremist of elven supremacy."

"According to my intelligence, her infiltration of the human kingdom disguised as a captured elven slave is likely an attempt to create a major incident, sow discord between humans and elves, and ignite another war between the Federation and Shadowmist Forest."

"I will absolutely not let this happen!"

Before Amelie could finish speaking, Julia puffed out her chest and clenched her fists:

"No matter the cause of the war, it is always the ordinary people who suffer the most! I will never forgive anyone who attempts to start a war! I will correct her dangerous idea!"

Chapter 77 Emily will be protected by Julia! (15/20)

Thought...a declaration of ideological revision?

Emery instinctively shuddered, swallowed hard, and squeezed her legs together as she looked at Julia's clenched fist.

In the original game, every female villain who received this declaration from Yulia ended up being punched in the stomach and forced to her knees, then captured and turned into Star Fury. Emerald was the first to receive this treatment.

The current Yulia has changed a lot compared to the original game, and Emery is also many times stronger than she was at the same stage in the original game. I didn't expect that these words would cause a physical reaction.

Is this the protagonist's cheat code? It's really outrageous.

However, Emerald is not the Emerald from the original game. Although her physical instincts have been affected, they cannot shake her will.

Even Julia failed to notice the sudden change in Emerald's emotions. After making her declaration, she looked at Emerald expectantly, like a primary school student waiting for praise from her teacher.

"As expected of Yulia, she is a hero who protects the city."

Emery didn't disappoint Julia, nodding with a light laugh:

"Don't worry, although you, Yulia, may still think I'm a bad capitalist, capitalists also want a stable environment to do business, so I oppose war just like you and will do everything I can to prevent it from happening."