The villain daughter did all kinds of things

Yulia quickly composed herself from the shyness of being teased by Emery and asked curiously.

It was a bit strange. Unlike when Emerald had taken advantage of her physically before, Emerald's words, "Are you worried about me? I'm so happy," actually made Yulia's heart skip a beat.

Could it be that I really am a lesbian? Or is it that I don't actually have a fixed orientation, and my orientation is towards Emerald?

With a mix of fear and wild thoughts running through her mind, Julia tried to concentrate on listening to the sounds coming from Emeryte's small mouth.

"...Yulia, you've already fought Viliana, haven't you?"

Instead of directly telling Julia what to do, Emery asked her:

"So what do you think of her strength? If you were to fight her again, how confident are you that you could defeat her? Would you be able to easily defeat her with a single Wind Prison spell when she was in extremely poor condition, just like this time?"

"I……!"

Yulia's face immediately turned red with embarrassment.

But this time it wasn't shyness in the coy sense, but shame in the sense of being ashamed.

"I heard Pancake complaining about it."

Emerald showed no mercy to Julia, continuing to deliver the final blow:

"You clearly had so many magical artifacts at your disposal, and you even gained the upper hand at first because Viliana wasn't familiar with your style, but you ended up losing so ridiculously... What's wrong with you? Didn't I equip you with a whole set of magical artifacts just to compensate for your lack of spellcasting ability? But you completely forgot to use them when you were actually fighting?"

"sorry!"

Yulia almost slid down to her knees, her face filled with shame:

"I don't know what happened... I clearly wanted to use those magical artifacts, but before my brain could even decide which magical artifact to use, my body had already thrown a punch and charged forward."

"This is probably just a matter of personal habits."

Emery spread her hands in a rather helpless manner:

"Your combat instincts are actually quite good, but this kind of combat talent that relies entirely on instinct can sometimes backfire."

"If the enemy is a simple-minded monster or someone weaker than you, your fighting style is fine and is very suitable for crushing the enemy."

"But if you encounter an intelligent life form like Viliana who is stronger than you as an enemy, your fixed fighting style may be used against you by the enemy, and you will suffer losses."

"The solution to this problem is actually quite simple. Through high-intensity training, make using magical devices one of your bodily instincts, and that should be enough."

"You don't need to use your brain to remember which magical artifact to use in which situation, because your brain can't react as quickly as your body's instincts in battle anyway. You just need to train intensively to make using which magical artifact to use in different situations a conditioned reflex. It's a bit difficult to do, but once you succeed, your combat ability will improve by leaps and bounds."

"To improve my skills by leaps and bounds through high-intensity training? Hmm, that certainly suits me well."

Yulia nodded, agreeing with this statement, and then asked curiously:

"So what exactly should I do? And how does this relate to helping Amelie eliminate the dangers around you?"

"It's very simple."

Amelie crossed her legs and curled her lips slightly:

"Let the M22 squad train you. They have a variety of magical devices that can simulate Viliana's fighting style to some extent, allowing you to gain experience on how to fight Viliana."

"At the same time, Yulia, your intuition is amazing. You can sense the inner thoughts of the M22 team members through the physical interactions of punches and kicks during training, and sense whether they harbor any dangerous thoughts... I believe you can do it."

"Let me train intensely with the M22 squad..."

Julia frowned immediately, somewhat worried:

"It sounds good, but what if that naughty elf takes advantage of the training while I and Team M22 are both training?"

"Don't worry, it won't happen."

Emery shook her finger, very confidently:

“You’ve seen Viliana, so you should know she’s in terrible shape, right? The damage and impact that the M22 squad inflicted on her can’t be recovered from with just a good night’s sleep. She’ll need at least two to three days to get herself back to her best condition, and whatever she plans to do, she’ll need some time to prepare.”

"Conservatively speaking, there's no need to worry about her causing trouble for at least three days. Yulia, you can focus on your special training with the M22 squad."

"Is that so? I see."

Yulia finally breathed a sigh of relief, and a flame of determination ignited in her eyes:

"I will train hard and stop that evil elf's plot! Next time we meet, she won't be able to beat me so easily. I'll beat her to her knees!"

"...Okay, good luck."

Hearing Julia say that, Emery felt a sudden tightness in her chest, and her eyes unconsciously stared at Julia's fist for a few seconds before she subconsciously squeezed her legs together.

. . . . .

While Yulia began her intensive training, on the other side...

After several hours of focused research, Viliana finally cracked Marcy's slave contract by exploiting a loophole.

The metal ring around Marcy's neck has now completely lost its ability to control her, retaining only the function of communication with Emerald.

Viliana could actually turn off this communication function, but in order not to alert Emery and disrupt her plans, she chose to keep it.

"You are free now, sister."

Viliana was overjoyed to have secured the slave ring, and she fully regained her confidence as a member of the Elven Royal Guard:

"Now you can rest assured and join my plan to help me achieve great things, right?"

Chapter 80 My Young Lady's Cultivation Talent Isn't That Great (18/20)

"This……"

It would seem insincere to agree immediately.

Having spent the past few months by Emery's side, Marcy had learned quite a bit about acting. At this moment, she feigned a somewhat bewildered and shocked expression, taking a while to gradually calm down.

"I am very grateful to you, sister, for helping me regain my freedom, and I am willing to help you escape the human city and return home, but as for other things... I'm sorry, I don't think I'm that brave."

"...What? Have months of slavery made you so weak? Although you are just an illegitimate child, you still have the blood of the Scarlet Moon family flowing through your veins, don't you?"

Viliana's voice immediately rose, filled with disappointment and frustration:

"Think about your former master, think about that despicable woman. How has she humiliated you these past few months? Making you kiss her feet every day, gagging you with her smelly pantyhose, even making you use her smelly shoes as a lunchbox? Can you really tolerate that? Don't you want to stab her in the back and ask her in her desperate eyes if she regrets it?"

"I……"

Marcy's face flushed red again, and she began to breathe rapidly.

She had to put in a tremendous amount of effort to make her performance appear as anger rather than some strange excitement... because Viliana's words had reminded her of certain scenes.

"You need to get yourself fired up, sister!"

Marcy's performance was quite effective; Viriana genuinely mistook Marcy's blushing and rapid breathing for anger, and added fuel to the fire by shouting:

"You have to wash away the humiliation you suffered with your own hands! There's nothing more satisfying than stabbing that wicked woman in the back, sister!"

"I……"

Marcy hesitated for a long time, gritting her teeth, before finally nodding slightly, still somewhat uncertain:

"Alright, I can help you, but the idea of ​​me personally stabbing the young lady... I'm sorry, I really can't do it, and I don't dare to do it, but I can cooperate with your plan."

"You... well, never mind."

Viliana was somewhat disappointed and saddened.

In the days since entering the human realm, she had witnessed quite a few things... Her elven kin, after being trained by humans, had completely lost their courage and will to fight. Even if given the chance to regain their strength and freedom, those elves would not dare to retaliate against their masters; they would even buff their masters and help them violate themselves.

Viliana never understood why this was happening and was very puzzled; now she was even more puzzled.

However, this doubt also strengthened Viliana's resolve. As an elf supremacist, she could not bear to see humans humiliating and toying with elves in that way.

War must break out, and this time the elves must win!

"Just like I said before, I'm going to assassinate your former master, the young lady of the Melson family!"

With a determination to go all out, Viriana looked intently at Marcy:

"Sister, as her personal maid, you must have a lot of information, right? I need everything about her, including her strength, how many guards she has, where her safe house is, and whether there are any people in Locke City who might sabotage my plans."

"If you really don't want to take revenge yourself, I won't force you. But just telling me some information shouldn't be a problem, right, sister?"

"I……"

Marcy bit her lip and struggled for a long time, seemingly on the verge of tears. Her hands gripped the hem of her maid outfit tightly, and her legs, encased in black stockings, were almost twisted into a pretzel.

Finally, she nodded reluctantly:

"Okay, I'll tell you what I know."

"Great!"

Viliana then softened her tone:

"Then, sister, why don't you tell me first? What's Miss Melson's strength like? I heard she doesn't seem to have much talent for cultivation?"

"Well... well, it's not really that great."

Marcy thought for a moment before saying, somewhat uncertainly:

"I haven't personally witnessed the young lady's actions, but according to what I've heard, she started her own business to test and prove herself because she wasn't talented enough and couldn't get enough family resources."

"But the young lady is, after all, the daughter of the Melson family. She possesses many magical artifacts, many of which have functions I have never heard of before and are not available on the market... So the young lady's actual combat strength may not be weak, and she has many powerful magical artifacts."

"His talent is average, but his magical artifacts are particularly troublesome? Hmm..."

Viliana pondered for a moment, her expression showing little surprise:

"That's quite in line with the status of the Melson family's daughter, it's normal... So how many elite guards does she have around her? Like the M-level squad I fought before, how many of them are there?"

Viliana was very nervous when she asked this question.

She is indeed confident in herself and has the awareness to dedicate herself to her ideals, but she is not the kind of fool who would blindly give herself away.

If Emery has more than three M-rank squads around her, Viliana decides to immediately flee Locke City and make plans in another city.

Fortunately, Marcy's answer relieved Viriana:

"There's only one M-level squad, numbered M22. The young lady said she's currently in a special period of entrepreneurial trials and can't directly use family members, so she hired this squad through legitimate business channels. You should know how expensive it is to hire an M-level squad. We can't afford to support multiple M-level squads as guards with just Viron Copper Industry and Blue Star Films."

"That's alright. If it's just one small team, I can still handle it."

Viliana nodded, her resolve to assassinate Emerald completely solidified.

She stared at Marcy again and asked:

"Besides that M-rank squad, what other powerful individuals does she have under her command?"

"Um...yes."

Marcy pretended to think for a few seconds before clapping her hands and saying:

"There's another one, someone you've already dealt with, sister. It's that seemingly simple-minded mage girl. She's also one of the young lady's employees and a friend. If you're planning to assassinate the young lady, she might become an obstacle."

"That silly guy..."

Viliana frowned, not letting her guard down despite having easily defeated Yulia last time.

Yulia's weak spellcasting and reckless fighting style certainly have many flaws, but her physical strength and melee ability should not be underestimated.

Recalling the previous battle, Viliana subconsciously touched her lower abdomen—the blow from Yulia's knee was definitely not light, and even after treatment, she still occasionally felt phantom pain and a slight tingling sensation.

"That simpleton is indeed a problem; it would be best to find a way to lure her away."

Viliana rested her chin on her hand, her brows furrowed.

"Perhaps I need to use a feint, create a big event to attract the attention of those mages, and then I can get a good opportunity to assassinate them."

Chapter 81 The plan to assassinate Melson's daughter was written by Emeryte (19/20)

Viliana had a general idea, but she couldn't come up with a specific way to do it, even after frowning her beautiful brows for a long time.

Marcy patiently observed Viliana for a long time, and when she felt the time was right, she revisited Amelie's "Melson's Assassination Plan," which she had personally written, and decided to reveal it to guide Viliana.

"that……"

After gathering her emotions for a moment, Marcy tentatively began to speak:

"If you're planning to assassinate the young lady, I've come up with a plan. Would you like to hear it?"

"……you?"

Viriana looked at Marcy with considerable surprise:

"You know assassination? Didn't you never receive military training?"

"I haven't received any military training, and I don't know anything about assassination."