The villain daughter did all kinds of things

Sulina was stunned.

As one of the performers, Su Lina only found out about this at the very end.

Emerald arranged the performance through the town government of Champs-Élysées, and Sulina didn't even have the option to refuse, unless she didn't want to do business in Champs-Élysées anymore.

How to do?

Baihe Travel Agency is actually the Champs-Élysées branch of the Baihe Gang. All the employees are gang members who participated in the two battles against the Workers' Association and the 74 Gang.

He had already made up his mind to drive them out of Champs-Élysées or even wipe them out, and now they wanted to book out his opera house to watch a performance?

This……

Su Lina was genuinely caught off guard.

"Isn't this a perfect opportunity, darling?"

Jack, who had been called in to discuss the matter, glared fiercely.

"Since that woman is so arrogant, let's teach her a lesson! We can set up an ambush at the opera house beforehand and wipe out all the Baihe Gang members who come to watch the performance! We can even take down that woman directly!"

"No! Absolutely not!"

These words sent a shiver down Su Lina's spine, raising goosebumps all over her body, but she finally regained her composure.

She stared intently at her boyfriend:

"If you really do that, Jack, then you've been tricked... The performance will be the end for us!"

"Uh……"

Jack paused for a moment, then awkwardly scratched his head:

"Honey, you mean...?"

"……Why."

Su Lina sighed softly.

This boyfriend is great in every way—loyal, reliable, and capable—but he's a bit stubborn and always resorts to violence to solve problems, making him easy to fall for.

Su Lina could only patiently explain:

"Have you forgotten? Didn't Mr. Haigs and Mr. Gates both say that the FBI has reached some kind of tacit understanding with that scumbag pink hair? That scumbag pink hair must now abide by the rules of the game no matter what she does... Even if she knows that we are going against her, she can't take the initiative to attack us."

"So I'm at least 90% sure that she's just here tonight to bring people to see the show... As long as I perform well and don't do anything unnecessary, she can only watch the show and then leave with her people."

"On the contrary, if you, Jack, really bring people to ambush her here... tsk, that pink-haired girl is Melson's young lady, a woman who is more like a Federation princess than the President's daughter. If she is assassinated here, whether it succeeds or not, we are doomed."

"Even without that scumbag pink hair and her White River Gang lifting a finger, people like the police, the FBI, and all sorts of people who are just looking for an opportunity to curry favor with the Melson family will swarm in and tear us to shreds... Mr. Gates, who just promised to give us strong support, will immediately cut ties with us and may even personally send people to deal with us to prove his innocence."

Su Lina spoke through gritted teeth, and Jack, equally unwilling to accept defeat, clenched his fist and slammed it heavily onto the table.

"Damn it! ...Isn't the Federation supposed to be a federation of free will? How is this any different from those two decadent ancient empires east of the White Sea?"

"There's really no difference, not just among humans, but among elves as well."

Su Lina sighed:

"No matter what kind of country it is, it is ultimately a minority ruling the majority... The Federation is better in this respect. At least the people are free and equal on the surface. Even people like that scumbag pink-haired girl have to abide by the rules of the game most of the time. They won't be like the Imperial Princess who just randomly kills hundreds of people to cheer herself up because she's in a bad mood."

"……I see."

Jack was persuaded by Su Lina, and although he was still worried, he had no choice but to agree:

"I won't act rashly... but I'm still worried. How about I bring some of my skilled brothers and disguise them as theater staff to protect you here?"

"no!"

Su Lina shook her head again:

“You haven’t really met Melson, so you don’t understand how terrifying this family is… Now that that scumbag has noticed us, we must prepare for the worst… for example, that our identities and plans have been completely exposed. The more this is the case, the more we must be patient and follow the rules. We absolutely cannot give her an excuse to strike first, otherwise we will have no chance of winning.”

"Well... okay, I'll do as you say."

Jack hesitated for a while, but finally agreed.

Only he himself knew that Su Lina's wisdom played a crucial role in his ability to lead the Seafood Gang to establish a foothold in Champs-Élysées and maintain it steadily for so many years... In fact, it could be said that Su Lina was the true leader of the Seafood Gang, while Jack was merely the gang's henchman.

No matter how much Pancake complains that the Federal Noble Girls' Academy is a QQ space, it is still the top academy in the Allen Federation, teaching only the most essential knowledge.

The Federal Noble Women's Academy boasts top-tier and authoritative professors in various fields, including business, politics, art, military affairs, magic, and philosophy. Graduates from here will become absolute elites wherever they go and in whatever industry they pursue.

Su Lina was only six months away from graduating from the Federal Noble Girls' Academy. She was also the top student in Pancake's eyes, so her talents in all aspects were naturally quite outstanding.

Compared to Emerald, Sulina is, in a sense, the true self-made woman. In just a few years, she owned her own opera house and dance troupe, and indirectly controlled one of the seven major gangs in the area through her romantic relationships. She can definitely be considered a successful entrepreneur.

. . . . .

"Wow, is this the Morning Light Opera House? It's huge!"

After the luxurious magic-powered RV came to a stop by the roadside, the first girl with white stockings, blonde hair, and twin ponytails who couldn't wait to jump out of the car was, of course, Yulia.

She was like the eldest brother in a pilgrimage team, skipping and hopping along at the front, occasionally shading her eyes with her hand as she looked around.

Emerald was the one who got off the car next.

Today, she wore that gorgeous crimson gown again, and when she alighted from the car, she maintained the proper demeanor of a young lady, slowly stepping out with the help of her personal maid, Marcy. Viriana gently lifted the hem of her dress from behind to prevent it from getting dirty on the ground.

Pretending like that, they certainly wouldn't be able to walk fast. Amelie and the others had only just walked from the magic-powered vehicle to the theater entrance when Julia had already circled the theater and returned.

"Your senior who dropped out is pretty impressive, Emery."

Julia returned to Emerald's side, seemingly wanting to help lift Emerald's skirt, but unsure how to do so.

Marcy is now a very competent maid with high emotional intelligence, and she immediately saw through Julia's predicament.

She was well aware of Julia's importance to Amelite's plan and never had the foolish idea of ​​competing with Julia. She would only seek Amelite's reward by helping Julia.

At this moment, Massey smiled slightly, took a half step back, and together with Virianna, helped Amelie lift the hem of her dress, giving up the task of supporting Amelie.

Emerald gave Marcy a satisfied look, then reached out to Julia, making an elegant and delicate gesture as if waiting for someone to help her up.

Yulia's mind didn't even register what was happening. By the time she came to her senses, her body had already rushed over and carefully supported Amelie, her heart pounding.

...Wh-what? Does this mean I've become Emerald's maid and companion too? My useless body, at least have some self-respect!

Yulia roared inwardly in frustration, but her eyes were full of joyful laughter, and her body moved with unwavering enthusiasm to match Amelie's steps.

Amélie observed Julia's behavior and chuckled to herself. She didn't point it out, but instead asked casually:

"You just said that Senior Su Lina is amazing? How is she amazing?"

"Of course, it's because of their superior skills!"

Having the opportunity to change the subject, Yulia certainly wouldn't miss it, and quickly pointed to the grand theater in front of her, which was over 70 meters in diameter, and said:

"Since she is your senior, Emery, it means she is not very old and has experienced such a huge change in her life, yet she was able to own such a theater in just a few years. Isn't that amazing?"

"So that's what it is..."

Emery simply chuckled at this:

"She's a top student at our school, after all. Even if she's down on her luck, her talent and connections are unmatched by the average entrepreneur. And if she didn't even have that much ability, why would my opponents unite to support her as cannon fodder against me?"

"...Sigh, I suddenly feel a little sorry for her again."

Yulia's expression suddenly became somewhat complicated again:

“She’s already suffered enough. Even if she’s going against you, Emery, it’s out of necessity… The thought of me helping you bully her makes my conscience hurt.”

"Hey? Yulia, are you feeling guilty? Where are you? How about I massage it for you tonight?"

Amelie immediately began teasing Julia with a wicked grin. Seeing Julia's face quickly turn red and her eyes begin to show embarrassment and annoyance, she abruptly stopped and continued with the important matter:

“Actually, Julia, you really don’t need to pity my senior. Hmph, in the Federation, to start a business from scratch and succeed, apart from a very few truly lucky ones, very few of those initial capital are clean. My senior is the same. The fact that she was able to rise quickly and gain a foothold is largely due to the Seafood Gang, one of the seven major gangs in Champs-Élysées Town.”

"Hey?"

Yulia blinked, and asked with some disappointment:

"Amelie, are you saying that your senior did a lot of bad things when she started her business? Is it really impossible to succeed in starting a business without doing bad things? What's wrong with the Federation?"

“Of course you can start a business by doing good deeds... For example, I support your dream, Yulia, isn’t that doing a good deed?”

Emerald first shamelessly boasted a bit, then ignored Julia's dumbfounded expression and continued:

"As for my senior classmate... I didn't investigate in detail what she did when she started her business, but I imagine it wasn't very clean. For example, the land where this theater is located used to belong to a large local family in Champs-Élysées, a large compound with nearly a hundred houses."

"As a result, a few years ago, not long after my senior came to Champs-Élysées, her whole family tragically perished in a boat trip. The town government of Champs-Élysées had no choice but to sell the land and houses they left behind."

“Yulia, you should be able to tell that this land is in a very good location, and the price is naturally quite high. It’s something that the down-on-her-luck senior Sulina couldn’t afford back then… The first person to buy it here wasn’t her, but another local tycoon.”

"As a result, not long after the tycoon moved in, all sorts of ghost stories started circulating... It was said that the tycoon's family members always saw strange things at night, and some people were even inexplicably harmed."

"Ghosts are just undead creatures. They sound scary in stories, but they're actually just small fry. Ordinary people can destroy them with magical artifacts."

"That wealthy man was naturally not afraid of ghosts. He quickly hired a professional team to purify the entire courtyard, ensuring that there was no longer any fluctuation of necromancy in the courtyard."

"But it's no use. No matter how many ghosts hiding in the nooks and crannies we eliminate, the people living here can still see strange things at night, and people are often inexplicably injured... The injuries aren't serious, but the process of getting injured is quite frightening, like the protagonist of a horror story."

"After going through this process several times, the wealthy man got tired of it and sold the land and the yard together at a low price to the next victim, and moved his family elsewhere."

"The next victim didn't believe in ghosts at first either. He thought that a little ghosting was nothing. He figured that the previous owner couldn't handle it because his team wasn't professional enough, so he spent more money to hire a more professional team of mages to purify the undead creatures here."

"In the end... it was still no use. Even though there are no undead creatures here anymore, the ghost stories keep happening, and they're getting more and more bizarre."

"Actually, anyone with a little intelligence can see that someone is obviously up to something in the dark at this point."

"But I don't really know what the second buyer was thinking... Maybe he didn't want to cause trouble, so he quickly sold the land and the house at a low price."

"After that, the third, the fourth... in short, about a year later, after changing hands several times, the land had become much cheaper, and was finally bought by Senior Su Lina."

"After Senior Sister Su Lina bought this land, the ghost stories stopped happening, the Grand Theater was successfully built and has been in operation ever since, and business is still quite good... Before the movie came out, this was a must-do for tourists visiting Champs-Élysées."

"..."

After patiently listening to everything, Yulia bit her lip.

"Amelie, you mean... your senior classmate wanted this land, but couldn't afford it, so she not only harmed the original owner's family, but also used ghosts to scare subsequent buyers?"

"I didn't say that. I was just telling you stories about this land."

Emery immediately rejected it, but then quickly added casually:

"But... Senior Su Lina's boyfriend is the leader of the Seafood Gang, which is the only gang in Champs-Élysées Town capable of naval warfare. Most of its members come from fishing families, and many are excellent sailors. I've heard they also have some dealings with pirates."

"And Senior Sulina herself is a member of the Bolin family. Although the Bolin family is small, their family-inherited stage magic is truly skilled... The core concept of stage magic is to create magnificent stage effects with minimal magic consumption and imperceptible magic fluctuations, and naturally, it can also create strange lights and shadows to scare people in an imperceptible way."

"..."

Yulia had completely lost any sympathy for Sulina, and her fists were even hardening:

"Okay... if your senior, Emery, is really that kind of bad woman, I'll give her a good punch to correct her."

Unexpectedly, these words triggered not only Viliana's memories of the scene, causing her breathing to quicken, but also Emery's body went limp, with most of her weight instantly leaning towards Julia, bringing the two even closer.

At that moment, Julia, who was supporting Emerald, suddenly had a sudden inspiration and, almost without any conscious thought, rubbed her fist against Emerald's flat stomach through her gorgeous crimson dress.

"Hmm~"

Amelie couldn't help but let out a nasal sound.

She only felt a hot and numb sensation where Yulia's fist had rubbed against her. A strong stimulation ignored her will and tried to make her mind go blank and fall into Yulia's arms.

...Damn world will, it still hasn't given up on trying to correct me?

Emery immediately understood what was happening. She gritted her teeth, her right eye turned a brilliant gold in an instant, and she focused all her attention.

There was no need to actively resist the thrill; resistance was futile. Yulia's fist was the greatest cheat code in this world. Let alone someone who had just entered the Fusion stage, even those powerful individuals who had been at this level for many years would lose consciousness and instantly ascend to heaven if they possessed the appearance of a beautiful girl and were struck in the abdomen by Yulia.

Fortunately, Emerald was prepared for this; she absolutely could not accept being punched into a state of moral decay by Julia again, just like in the original game.

While attending the Federal Noble Girls' Academy, Amelie often had her upperclassmen and underclassmen who needed her help to do all sorts of things to serve her, while she would sit with thick books in her arms, leaning against the headboard, studying diligently and managing to absorb everything.

Pancake complained that Amelie was rolling it up, calling it a bad taste.

In reality, only Emerald herself knew that she was doing this to resist the mind correction fist; she wanted to be able to remain clear-headed and rational even when her body was being forced into pleasure.

Now the fruits of these practices come in handy.

Yulia only rubbed her fist against the fabric without actually hitting the target, so the stimulation wasn't entirely unbearable.

Once Amelie got serious, she not only easily maintained her rationality, but also quickly absorbed and adapted to the stimulation, and tried to build up resistance in her body, just like the human immune system can gradually adapt to a virus.

"...Huh? Emery, what happened to you just now? You seemed to be acting really strange all of a sudden, and your eyes even looked different color?"

It took Yulia several seconds to finally react, realizing that her act of rubbing her fist against Amélie's stomach through her dress was too ambiguous. She frantically made up an excuse while trying to pull her hand back.