Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

"As for Xia Lei, you don't need to worry about her at all."

During their casual conversation, Samael decided to completely dispel Arcueid's worries.

"I've entrusted Martha with looking after that child. That saint is very good at taking care of younger siblings. And, not only you, but Eltruchi also seems to like her very much."

After the ancient serpent patiently persuaded her, Arcueid breathed a sigh of relief, completely at ease, and began to focus her attention on the drink in her hand, patiently savoring the delicious creation made by humans.

The rich, smooth texture and slightly sweet taste pleased Arcueid greatly, instantly lifting his spirits.

But then, after finishing the glass, Arcueid tilted the empty glass, slumped dejectedly at the table, her delicate face stretched out, and a hint of melancholy appeared in her blood-red eyes.

Samael gazed at the Thousand-Year-Old City Princess who inadvertently revealed a touch of adorable naivety, then got up, brought over a cup of the new drink, and couldn't help but chuckle as he handed it to her.

"I bought a first-class ticket, and the drinks and alcohol are free to take as much as I want, with free refills."

"It's not because of that..."

"Ok?"

"I'm thinking that we won't be able to taste these things for a long time to come."

Arcueid took the cup, sipped his new drink, and replied with a hint of frustration.

"Actually, there's no need to rush back to hibernation. How about considering joining the association with me?"

Samael stopped swirling the cup in his hand, raised his eyes, and looked at the princess across from him with a smile, his tone full of encouragement and temptation.

"The benefits here are pretty good..."

A few days later, at the bar.

Accompanied by the clear sound of wind chimes, a silver-haired regular customer barged into the store, sat down at the counter without any politeness, and loudly banged on the table, displaying an air of imperiousness.

"Boss, bring me a bottle of Scotch whisky, quick, your prized one. Don't try to fool me with watered-down fakes or those cheap brands on the market!"

"That's fine, but please settle the bill for the drinks from last time first, Cheng Hui, 2000 pounds..."

The snake, which was napping in front of the counter, looked up at the person who came in, immediately changed to a more comfortable position, and listlessly raised two fingers of its right hand, giving a gruff reminder.

Natalia blinked, looking confused.

Do I owe money?

"Trying to renege on your debt? Do you still want your commission next time?"

Samael gave a cold smile, his eyes filled with menacing intent.

Faced with this deadly move that aimed to control her pulse, Natalia showed no fear. Instead, she got up and walked towards the inner hall.

"It's better to ask about these things clearly, Er..."

"Snapped!"

As soon as the huntress finished speaking, Samael suddenly stood up, grabbed Natalia's arm, and pressed her back into the chair.

"Ahem, I misremembered. I don't think that happened. I'm sorry, I'm getting old and my accounts are a bit messy. Consider this bottle of wine my apology."

At the same time, Gu She forced a dry smile, quickly turned around, took a bottle of Scotch whisky from the container, and handed it to an impatient drunkard.

Natalia raised her hand and patted Samael on the shoulder to show her magnanimity in making the decision.

"It's okay, it's okay, it happens all the time."

"Long live understanding..."

"Then, shall we drink to understanding?"

Natalia expertly unscrewed the bottle cap, her smile exceptionally bright, and poured a full glass for herself and the stiff-faced guy opposite her.

Just as the two best friends were raising their glasses to toast "Long live understanding," a blonde princess, carrying a mop, walked out from the inner courtyard and looked around in confusion.

"Just now, I think I heard someone calling my name..."

"Where is it?"

"No ah."

"It should be the sound of the wind?"

"It's an illusion."

The two people at the counter exchanged a glance and shook their heads in unison.

"Is that so? It seems I misheard. I guess I'm still not used to human life."

Arcueid's eyes widened in confusion upon hearing this, and he shook his head.

Natalia raised her hand and pointed to the princess's black and white maid outfit, her eyes gleaming.

"What are you wearing...?"

"The work clothes, Samael made them for me. Is there something wrong with them?"

Arcueid lifted the hem of her skirt and asked, bewildered.

Natalia looked meaningfully at someone whose head was turned to one side, her lips slightly upturned, and after pausing deliberately for a long time, she slowly spoke.

"It's nothing, it suits you perfectly. Oh, by the way, I haven't had lunch yet. Two Black Cat pancakes and a sturgeon sandwich, please."

"Okay, I'll inform Abby and Lavinia right away."

Elquite nodded, turned and went to the kitchen to prepare food for the guests.

As Princess Ji left, the two locked eyes, and the atmosphere in front of the counter instantly became strange.

Chapter 51 Uniform Temptation

(The second half of Chapter 50 contained duplicate content; it has been corrected to include new plot details. Please refresh the page.)

"Tsk tsk, maid outfit? Work uniform? Uniform fetish, boss, I didn't realize you were so playful."

The huntress swirled the golden liquid in her glass, glanced up at someone, and her eyes were full of mischief.

"So, how exactly did you manage to trick a princess from a thousand-year-old city into working for you?"

How did they manage to fool them? By using their brains, of course.

While wiping a wine glass to conceal his fluctuating expression, the ancient snake's eyes flickered and his thoughts wandered, involuntarily recalling the successful recruitment on the luxury cruise ship.

To be honest, it wouldn't be difficult for a sly snake known for his deception to get Arcueid, a natural airhead with little social experience, onto his ship. He only needed to throw out a couple of sentences to hook this white princess.

First, the association can use its vast information network to provide the princess of the millennium city with intelligence on the activities of her nemesis, Roya's reincarnation.

This alone made Arcueid quite interested.

Immediately afterward, when the princess wavered, Samael struck while the iron was hot and used his second tactic.

We invite this princess to join the association and work together to eradicate the corrupt True Ancestors and High-Ranking Dead Apostles who are plaguing the world.

Arcueid pondered for only a moment before solemnly agreeing.

Because this is not only the mission she was created for, but also the responsibility she should bear.

Of course, achieving such an easy goal inevitably involves someone's inflammatory historical narrative.

According to the council records, since the upheaval in the Millennium City more than 600 years ago, the conservatives who hoped to coexist with humans were almost completely wiped out by Arcueid, who went berserk at the time.

The fallen true ancestors, who should have been the targets of this White Princess, were no longer suppressed and rose from the ashes, repeatedly committing massacres, raising servants, and stirring up trouble.

Even more so, many magicians who, in their quest to find the root of the problem and struggling with the limits of human lifespan, have been seduced into turning themselves into Dead Apostles, becoming a major threat to the human world.

Emiya Norikaze of Eminmego Island is a living example.

So, whether out of guilt or responsibility, Arcueid, with her naive nature, jumped into the trap almost without hesitation.

Currently, in order to better integrate into human society, Her Highness works at this small bar that serves as an information hub. She has partnered with a kind-hearted person who volunteered to be both a supervisor and an investigator, and together they collect clues and team up to clear dungeons.

As for the maid outfit, it is indeed a work uniform, but of course, it's also a matter of personal preference.

In fact, Samael initially mentioned it casually as a joke, but the princess actually believed it.

At this moment, Samael, who was wiping the bar, turned slightly to the side and glanced cautiously at the blonde maid who was busy preparing meals in the back hall. Confirming that their private conversation had gone unnoticed, he breathed a sigh of relief. Then, he mustered his courage, straightened his back, and righteously retorted to his friend.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't talk so rudely! What do you mean by 'deceiving'? I'll sue you for defamation!"

"So, you made a True Ancestor from a Thousand-Year City work for you in a bar dressed as a maid, not only without paying him a salary, but also pocketing the commission he earned from hunting down Fallen Dead Apostles for you?"

Natalia, who had long seen through her friend's sinister intentions, looked at him with utter contempt.

As a passenger on the same luxury cruise ship, Natalia had overheard the entire conversation from the naive Arcueid as she disembarked.

"Then who was it that didn't tell Arcueid in the first place, but instead used this as an excuse to blackmail me and steal three cases of my premium tequila?"

Samael shrugged and gave him a disdainful look.

"So, before you insult me, could you at least spit out my drink first?"

"It's all a small matter, who would bother with you about this?"

Natalia gripped the bottle tightly, slapped away the aggrieved man's fingers, and familiarly reached across the bar to hook her arm around Samael's neck, whispering mysteriously in his ear.

"What I'm trying to say is, I should also have a share of that commission, right?"

"Come on, watch my hand gestures..."

Upon hearing this, Samael's forehead vein throbbed, and he raised his middle finger at Natalia, slowly uttering a friendly greeting.

"Fuck you uncle!"

"Looks like there's no point in negotiating?"

Natalia shook her head, her eyes filled with regret, then downed the whiskey in her glass in one gulp, raising her voice.

"Arquette, you..."

"One percent!"

Samael quickly covered the woman's mouth and gave her a share of the profits with a dark expression.

"That's all? Are you trying to fob me off? Cut it in half!"

Natalia raised an eyebrow, a cold smile playing on her lips, and waved five fingers in front of Samael's eyes.

"I'm responsible for all the dispatching, missions, and even Arcueid's food and lodging. You're trying to get half of it for nothing?"

The ancient snake was instantly enraged and, gritting its teeth, threw out its final line of defense.

"At most 30%, take it or leave it, we can just part ways at worst!"

"Alright, alright, for the sake of our old friendship, I'll take the loss."

The nightmare's keen emotional perception led Natalia to accept the terms with a sense of tact, and she happily poured a glass of whiskey for each of them, wanting to clink glasses to celebrate the completion of this dirty deal.

"Do you still have this wine? It tastes pretty good. Pack me two bottles later."

After finishing her drink, a slightly tipsy Natalia looked longingly at the dazzling array of liquor behind Samael.

"Want it? Market price, £1000 a bottle."

"Friendly price, 800?"

"I'll sell it to you for 1500! No bargaining!"

"Tch, boss, you really know how to do business."

"If I don't find a way to increase revenue, how do you think I got all these fine wines and collections?"

Samael snorted irritably and snatched the remaining half-bottle of whiskey from in front of Natalia, taking control of it.

Natalia shrugged at this minor act of malicious retaliation, not paying much attention to it.

After all, they've already gained a huge advantage, so they should at least let the other side vent their anger and recover some losses.

In this way, the wool can be continuously plucked.

"One black cat pancake and one sturgeon sandwich, please check."

Soon after, Arcueid came out of the kitchen carrying a tray and delivered Natalia's order.

After the meal was delivered, the princess did not leave. She looked around at the empty surroundings, still somewhat puzzled.

"I think I just heard someone calling me from here again..."

"Have it?"

"It's the sound of wind chimes."