This is Not How You Use a Villainess Sir

Chapter 17: Sir, That’s Not How You Use a Bad Woman

This was Chu Yan’s instruction, not to kill the man.

A voice from the crowd advised:

“Womek, reveal the person who issued the commission. Even if you don’t know the financier, outing the intermediary might earn you forgiveness!”

Womek, resigned to his fate, spat a mouthful of blood towards the maid, only to have it whipped back at him with a playful and mocking lash.

Another stripe was added to Womek’s body. He paused, then said:

“Death is no different here; there is no future for commoners in this place! Even if I were to reveal someone, the end would be the same!

I won’t let you outsiders have your way! It’s you people from the outside who have trapped us here!”

The maid shook her head, saying:

“A dog bites the wrong person and thinks itself brave and heroic.

You should have been bolder, kidnapped the baron, and forced him to forge a residency certificate for you. I might have admired your courage then.

To think of assassinating a newly arrived Dragonborn lord for a residency certificate, ha!”

The executioner lady remained silent, her gaze falling on the filthy weapons displayed beside her.

Womek’s assassination attempt was doomed from the start; even without outsiders present, Chu Yan could handle it himself, and even the promised reward for the assassination was false.

The real purpose was merely to bring these weapons into the executioner’s view.

Who this matter would implicate, the executioner could not fully deduce, only roughly surmise the conflict between Chu Yan and the local nobility.

And Womek, from the moment he was used, was the loser, the commissioner seeing him as nothing more than a tool to be discarded after use.

At that moment, a carriage arrived hurriedly.

Baron Pigo descended from the carriage, panic-stricken, his cane bending slightly under his weight.

He approached the executioner with a fawning face, but as he prepared to draw near, he was stopped by the maid’s blood-stained whip.

“Executioner, sir, I heard you were assassinated and came at once. I never imagined these lowlifes below would be so ignorant of their mortality!

If you’re going to inspect outside the wealthy district, just tell me, and I’ll immediately arrange for a guard escort. Without sending more people, these power-hungry lowlifes dare to offend!”

Publicly humiliated to their faces, the onlooking commoners could only see the silently, spitting in resentment before turning to leave, out of sight, out of mind.

Maid Yu discerned the hidden meaning in Baron Pigo’s words.

This is an insinuation to the lady executioner that the lord’s powers are lacking, unable to even muster a guard.

Seeing Tiffany’s lack of intention to respond, she spoke on her behalf:

“The lady executioner is here for the Dragonkin Trial, there’s no need for your flattery.”

“Of course, of course!”

Baron Pigo nodded repeatedly, then added:

“However, managing Elysium City is also my duty. I had delegated authority for a while to cooperate with the lord’s work, not expecting him to underestimate the shamelessness of these lowlifes, nearly causing a grave mistake!

Now that the culprit has been caught, it’s up to me to execute him, to warn these blind lowlifes!”

Again hinting at Chu Yan’s incompetence, two out of three sentences upon meeting were tattling.

Although Baron Pigo spoke in veiled terms, it was hardly effective.

Because the current lady executioner is an imposter, specifically targeting Chu Yan…

The maid looked at the self-proclaimed astute Baron Pigo, feeling an inexplicable sadness.

“What are you waiting for, get on with it and eliminate this lowlife, do you want him to continue defiling the lady executioner’s sight?”

Baron Pigo urged his subordinates.

Just as a swordsman was about to make a move, Chu Yan returned to this temporary execution ground.

“Hold on, the lady executioner hasn’t given an order, what are you overstepping your bounds for?”

Chu Yan passed by the maid, casually approaching the lady executioner, with the maid showing no intention of stopping him.

This scene left Baron Pigo astonished, attempting to approach again, only to be whipped in the belly by the maid, the corpulent baron howling in pain and struggling to stand up with the help of his butler.

“This whip is a warning, the next will be your neck.”

Baron Pigo’s plight went unnoticed, while Chu Yan bought time for Janet, saying:

“Lady executioner, I’ve just gone to confirm something, now sending people to investigate the issuer of the assassination commission, results will come soon.”

Under the lady executioner’s black steel mask, her lips were rosy and luscious, like a radiant red rose blooming in the snow, she said indifferently:

“How long will it take, I don’t have the leisure to let an offender linger on.”

Baron Pigo, hearing Chu Yan mention “going to capture the issuer,” forgot his pain, sweat pouring down.

He spoke again: “Did you all hear that, do you want to make the lady executioner impatient, kill that lowlife.”

Suddenly, a dark purple poison needle pierced Baron Pigo’s cheek, he found himself unable to speak, his cheek stiffened.

The lady executioner turned around, her fingertips glowing with a hint of purple, her voice as cold as the winter wind:

“You petty baron, so fond of giving orders, ignoring a warning!

Is it the remoteness of the Dead Sea, the infrequency of superiors’ visits, that made you forget the rules among nobility?”

In the distance, a commotion arose.

Janet rode in on a horse, holding little girl Dura in her arms, with a string of people tied up, dragged along by the horse.

She caught them in a rundown tavern, and due to the urgency, she didn’t have time to discern and resorted to a brute force method, tying everyone up and bringing them along.

After all, Womek could identify the culprit.

Dura shouted loudly:

“Womek brother, quickly tell us who commissioned you. Don’t cause trouble for Sister Janette, she has always wanted to help us become independent, but your actions could implicate her and her friend who makes weapons!”

Janette: “…”

Chuyan: “……”

His eyelids twitched, little sister, is it really okay to say such things in front of the executioner???

Womek hasn’t confessed yet, and you’re already confessing for Janette!

The appearance of Dura and Janette undoubtedly persuaded Womek, who stopped resisting and identified the person who issued the assassination task.

From that group of people, Janette found the issuer, and after another round of torture and threats, the real mastermind behind the scenes was revealed.

Baron Pigo and his butler Mr. He were among them.

“Baron Pigo, do you have anything to explain?”

The executioner asked, the ruby embedded in the eye socket of her dragon head mask emitting a crimson glow.

“Umm umm umm…!”

Baron Pigo’s tongue and vocal cords were stiff, unable to make a sound. He struggled, pointing to his mouth, unable to utter a word.

The executioner then let out a cold laugh, tauntingly saying:

“If you choose to remain silent, I’ll take it as your admission. Bird Feather, kill them both.”

The maid’s actions were swift and decisive, and although she wanted to criticize Tiffany’s subtle behavior, that was something to discuss after returning to their room.

For now, she just needed to act.

Baron Pigo’s guards attempted to resist, but after Bird Feather instantly killed one of them, the rest no longer resisted.

The last sounds Baron Pigo and his loyal butler made were screams before their death, like the howling of a pig being slaughtered.

Their heads fell, suspended high on poles as a warning.

“Young lord, I want an explanation for this batch of tainted weapons by tomorrow.”

Leaving those words behind, the executioner lady and the maid returned to their room first.

……

Back in the room, Bird Feather was the first to speak:

“Miss Tiffany, your stance as the executioner has somewhat overstepped.”

“It’s not just somewhat, I’m very pleased~”

With that, Tiffany removed the stern dragon head skull mask and then began to take off the executioner’s uniform.

Bird Feather was speechless for a moment. This behavior was actually helping Chuyan complete his trial, akin to a referee stepping down and a coach taking the field.

“We must return in the next few days, we cannot linger too long by the Dead Sea’s border… Are you going out? Why have you changed back into your regular attire?”

Tiffany had just fastened the last button at her chest and was tidying up her appearance in the mirror, nodding as she replied:

“Yes, you mentioned before that in the family trials, coordination and obedience between the ranks is also a factor, right?”

“That’s correct, but what does that have to do with you going out?”

Tiffany remembered something Isabella had mentioned: Chu Yan would be thrown to the Dead Sea’s border, surely arranged by some within the family, and the Dead Sea nobility shared this sentiment.

It seemed that those above and below were in cahoots, never intending to let Chu Yan complete the trial properly. From the beginning, it was impossible.

“If I kill all the ‘subordinates’ here, making those who defy the lord disappear, wouldn’t that make the coordination between the ranks very high~?”

Now, the executioner’s clothes had been removed.

She was Tiffany, not the executioner~

The dragon-blooded beauty with amethyst eyes smiled, finally putting on silk gloves, wrapping her delicate white hands within.

Chapter 16: This is Suicide!