The villain daughter did all kinds of things

Saying something like "treat others like your dog" is undoubtedly arrogant and unreasonable.

But Fatty Wei wasn't angry. Instead, he looked at Amelie more carefully, thought for a moment, and then asked very seriously:

"If I become the young lady's dog, what gives me the right to act like a dog and bully her?"

"Is my name, Emerald Melson, enough?"

Emerald took the opportunity to eat several more cherries and also drank half of the red wine in her glass.

“Melson? That’s enough! That’s more than enough!”

The fat man immediately beamed with joy and, without hesitation, knelt down with difficulty before Emery:

"From this day forward, I am your dog, Miss... Shall I kiss your toes to swear my allegiance?"

"Hmph, only beautiful girls can kiss my toes, how dare you?"

Amelie quickly pulled back her dangling black-stockinged feet and glared at Fatty Wei with disdain:

"Just kiss my boots."

"Yes, Miss!"

Fatty Wei wasn't annoyed at all; on the contrary, he was overjoyed.

He first lightly kissed the boots that Amelie had taken off and placed on the ground before solemnly swearing allegiance to Amelie, just like an ancient knight taking office.

It seems that Fatty Vie is spineless, easily persuaded by Amelie's few words.

Continuing to be the deputy police chief in Locke City, or being Emerald's dog, isn't it still working for someone else? It's just that he has a new boss.

Actually not.

Whether it's the current Locke City Police Chief, the Black Sand Gang leader, or the president of Velon Copper Industry, their roots are all in Locke City. If Fatty Velon can't rise above his superiors, he'll truly be stuck as a second-in-command for life, working for others and being bullied.

But Emery is different.

Whatever her reason for coming to Locke City, as the eldest daughter of the Melson family, she cannot stay here forever, not even for two years.

If Fatty Vi continued to obediently serve Amelie as her dog, then he would truly be in control of everything in both the legitimate and criminal worlds of Locke City... or at least most of it.

For a fourth-rate police deputy chief and gang leader in a small third-tier city, being Miss Merson's dog was not a disgrace, but an honor, and even his greatest shield to solidify his position in the future.

It was precisely because he understood all this in such a short time that Fat Man chose to kiss the boots to swear allegiance without hesitation.

He didn't know Amelie's true purpose, but he could guess that she probably wanted to cultivate a proxy in Locke City. This proxy could be him, Fatty Vi, or anyone else; he couldn't miss this opportunity.

"How can I help you take over this city, young lady?"

After the oath-taking effect, Fatty Wei quickly got into character and expressed his willingness to work overtime.

"follow me."

Amelie didn't waste any time and had Fatty Vie personally drive the magic-powered vehicle back to the Black Sand Gang's warehouse stronghold in the southern suburbs of the city.

When he first saw nearly a hundred Black Sand Gang thugs and even the gang leader present, Fatty Wei panicked slightly, wondering if Amelie was a fraud who had been hired by the Black Sand Gang to lure him here to be killed.

But soon, Emerald dispelled Vie's worries, telling him that all the Black Sand Gang members were dead and now under her necromancy control.

So Fatty Wei's worries turned into relief and lingering fear—if he hadn't sworn allegiance to this young lady, would he have become one of these corpses?

Any budding ambitions were immediately extinguished by Fatty Wei—this young lady was far from being as harmless as she appeared. To be able to silently kill so many members of the Black Sand Gang, her strength and cunning were absolutely terrifying; if he harbored any disloyal thoughts, his fate would be dire.

I'd better just be a dog.

Anyway, it's not shameful to be a lackey for the eldest daughter of the Merson family. Countless people in the world would kill to be one. If he doesn't want to, there are plenty of others who would.

"I plan to take action tomorrow. After all, the effect of [Resurrection of the Dead] is limited. If it goes on for too long, these corpses will have a hard time disguising themselves as ordinary people."

Amelie didn't hide anything from the fat man, and directly told him her plan, and seriously asked for his advice:

"The best way to make the deputy director the director is for the director to die... Tomorrow I will have the Black Sand Gang's thugs storm the Locke City Police Station. You can have your men stay off work until both sides are down before cleaning up the mess. What do you think?"

“…There are two questions, Miss.”

Fatty Wei pondered for a moment, then made no attempt to be tactful:

"The Black Sand Gang's thugs are good at bullying ordinary people, but they are definitely going to lose against regular federal police. There is a significant gap in strength and equipment between the two sides... Even if I withdraw a third of the police force in advance, it won't change the outcome."

"Furthermore, even if the Black Sand Gang's corpses succeed in killing that old man, I might not be able to smoothly take over the position of police chief. Miss, you should know better than me that the city government cannot decide who becomes the police chief of Locke City; the one who can truly decide is Velon Copper Industry."

"You don't need to worry about Vinylon Copper Industry."

Emery chuckled softly first:

"Dark Velon won't be able to keep this up for long. As long as the police operation goes smoothly tomorrow, Velon Copper will soon be under my control."

"As for the Black Sand Gang and the police force's combat capabilities... Hmph."

Emery snapped her fingers and turned to walk towards her own luxurious, magically powered RV:

"follow me."

Fatty followed curiously, trying his best to avoid stealing glances at Amelie's long, black-stockinged legs, which were alluring as she walked.

From the brief exchange just now, Fatty Wei had already discovered that his new boss seemed to dislike men and only liked to be close to pretty girls.

As a loyal dog, one should avoid stepping on landmines as much as possible, so that there will be more opportunities to abuse one's power and enjoy the benefits.

As Emery opened the rear door of the luxury magic-powered RV and saw the several large boxes painted with the Federation Army insignia, Fatty Vie suddenly realized what was going on.

Oh right, how could I have forgotten that?

Merson is the largest developer and manufacturer of magical artifacts in the Allen Federation, and naturally, the largest arms dealer in the Allen Federation as well.

The mercenaries from the Melson Security Company are equipped with equipment that is more advanced than even the most elite special forces of the Federation Army.

What's the equipment gap between the Black Sand Gang and the Locke City Police Department?

Hilarious! With Miss Melson providing equipment support, even a bunch of monkeys could probably break through the police station in Locke City.

Chapter 7 Shocking Change at the Police Station

The morning in Locke City was quite sunny and breezy.

At least that's what Officer Webber at the West Side Police Headquarters thought. As usual, he walked into his office right on time, then stood by the window with a cup of coffee, enjoying the morning sunlight.

It's a bit strange; there seemed to be fewer colleagues at work this morning, about a third fewer.

But Officer Webber only wondered for a few seconds before forgetting about it.

The police in this city are rotten to the core. Who knows where those guys were having a good time last night? Maybe they hurt their backs from being too rough and are still in some prostitute's bed right now. Of course, they could also be completely drunk.

This is perfectly normal; Officer Webber does it all the time, and there's absolutely nothing to worry about.

After taking a few sips of his hot coffee, which cost over thirty ringgit, Officer Webber looked up at the window again and saw nearly a hundred people walking towards the police station.

He was a little nervous for a moment, his hand even touching the weapon at his waist, but he immediately relaxed after recognizing the person who came.

They're from the Black Sand Gang, it's alright.

Normally, the police and gangs should be adversaries, but the true masters of the Allen Federation are capital and tycoons, and the police and gangs are their dogs. In most places, they have long been in cahoots and have become very familiar with each other.

Officer Webber often drank and made merry with the Black Sand Gang. Last time, a girl came to the police to report that the Black Sand Gang thugs had assaulted her, and Officer Webber joined in, along with the Black Sand Gang members, to severely bully the girl and even threatened her afterwards.

It was rather strange to see so many members of the Black Sand Gang at the police station so early in the morning, but Officer Webber didn't think anything of the worst. He even took a cup of coffee and walked out of his office, ready to greet an acquaintance.

However, just as Officer Webber raised his hand, before he could even swing it, a Black Sand Gang thug walking towards him pulled out a black metal tube longer than an adult's arm and pointed it at him.

After that, Officer Webber felt a sharp pain in his heart, his vision went black, and he gradually lost all his strength. Eventually, he fell asleep and knew nothing more.

The same thing happened elsewhere outside the police station, where many officers who came out to greet members of the Black Sand Gang they knew were suddenly shot dead.

The black metal tubes used by these Black Sand Gang thugs were equipment provided by Emeryte—a type of military magic gun.

The magic gun is similar to the guns on Earth, except that the bullets it fires and the way it is given kinetic energy are different.

The bullets of the magic gun are mostly steel nails ranging from 1 to 3 centimeters in length. These steel nails are engraved with coil-shaped magic inside the barrel of the magic gun, accelerating them multiple times like an electromagnetic cannon, and finally being fired from the muzzle with a power ranging from 2 to 5 times the speed of sound, causing damage to the target through kinetic energy.

"Holy crap! Have these bastards gone mad?"

After losing more than 10 men, the police finally reacted. The remaining officers cursed and, while looking for cover, also drew their magic guns and returned fire.

Unfortunately, it wasn't very effective.

The magic guns used by these police officers are all short guns, equivalent to handguns on Earth. Their power, range, and accuracy are only good for bullying ordinary people.

The magic guns used by the Black Sand Gang thugs, however, were all military-grade equipment, capable of penetrating the walls of police stations and killing police officers hiding behind them.

Furthermore, these Black Sand Gang thugs were actually corpses controlled by Amelie using necromancy. Even if they were shot two or three times in non-vital areas, they could still continue fighting, which further widened the gap in strength between the two sides.

Within just over ten minutes, the Locke City Police Department was awash in blood, with many police officers dying at the hands of gang members they used to call brothers and hang out with.

Just when almost everyone on the first floor of the police station was about to be killed, the powerful figure in charge of maintaining order on the police station's side finally made his move.

She was a rather voluptuous policewoman, wearing a police uniform shirt on her upper body, but no pants on her lower body, only a pair of fishnet stockings full of holes, and her eyes were filled with seductive charm.

Amelie knew this person very well. Both the Black Sand Gang leader and Fatty Wei had mentioned her. She was the lover of the Locke City Police Chief and also the strongest fighter in the Locke City Police Department.

Clearly, the bureau chief's mistress was probably exercising with him in his office on the second floor when the Black Sand Gang suddenly broke in, forcing her to jump down from the building to fight without even having time to put on her clothes.

"Mystic Code, put it on!"

After landing, she made a light turn and her appearance changed drastically. She was now wearing a gorgeous dress with a magical girl style but still bearing police insignia, and she was holding a long gun.

The fact that she can use a full-body magical armor means that she is already a master-level mage. This kind of strength is definitely top-tier in a third-tier city, and it is not something that ordinary people can fight against... even if these ordinary people are turned into corpses by necromancy and are well-equipped.

And indeed, with a single charge from Miss Lover, four Black Sand Gang thugs were instantly sent flying by her spear. Most of the steel nails fired at her with her magic gun were flung behind her, and the few that did hit failed to penetrate her magical armor's defenses, striking her and falling to the ground after creating sparks.

A master-level mage's eyesight is far superior to that of an ordinary person. Even though Emery acted very well by manipulating the corpses of these Black Sand Gang thugs, the young lady still only needed two moves to determine that these Black Sand Gang thugs were nothing more than corpses.

"These people are already dead! The real culprit is a necromancer hiding in the shadows!"

Miss Lover swept her spear across the room again, sending several thugs' corpses flying, and immediately gave orders to the surviving police officers:

"Hang in there a little longer! I'm going to find that bastard and take him down!"

After saying that, she jumped up again, ignoring the entanglement of the thugs' corpses, and followed the magical traces on the corpses toward where Emerald was hiding.

The young lady seemed very confident, but her lover, the bureau chief, didn't think so.

"Necromantic magic... and military-grade magic guns... could it be?"

The police chief, who was secretly observing from the second-floor window of the police station, muttered a few words, then frowned and, without hesitation, abandoned his subordinates and lover, choosing to escape through the secret passage inside the police station.

Meanwhile, following the traces of magic, Miss Lover soon found Amelie in an empty courtyard near the police station.

"Ok?"

Miss Lover was somewhat surprised to find that the enemy hiding in the shadows was actually a beautiful young girl, but she quickly turned vicious and revealed a sinister smile.

Women are ultimately a minority; when most women see a woman more beautiful than themselves, their first reaction is not attraction, but jealousy.

The spear shot out again, and without uttering a word, Miss Lover aimed the spear tip directly at Emerald's face, only to be turned into a mosquito caught in a spider web.

Chapter 8 I'm here to take over this company

The tip of the magical spear came to an abrupt halt half a meter from Emerald, unable to advance any further.

The owner of the spear was like a mosquito that had run into a spider web, tightly bound in the air by invisible ribbons, stretched out in a spread-eagle position, unable to move her hands or feet, only her rapid breathing allowed her chest to rise and fall.

Bang.

Unable to move her hands and feet, Miss Lover naturally could no longer grip her weapon. Her magical spear fell to the ground and was caught by Amelie with a flick of her toe.

"Judging from the way you were just now..."

After toying with the magical spear for a few moments, Emerald pointed it at its original owner:

"You want to ruin my face? Is it because I'm prettier than you, and you're jealous? Then you really are a petty and vicious woman... You really are just a nobody."

"...I advise you to let me go!"

After several futile attempts to struggle, the mistress could only resort to bluster and intimidation:

"How dare you massacre a federal police station in broad daylight? Do you even respect federal law? Who do you think you are? Melson or Lord Rohid?"

"Ha~~"

Amelie simply chuckled and did not answer her lover's question.

She then brandished the magical spear against her lover's body, lingering for a moment, especially rubbing it against vital areas like her chest and lower abdomen, before giving a strange smile and saying:

"Did you know? In the Tianyun Empire, on the continent at the easternmost edge of the White Sea, there's a well-known fable called 'Contradiction.' Your magical spear is quite sharp, and your magical armor is also incredibly defensive. So, if you were to stab your armor with your spear, which would be more powerful?"

"I'm curious."

"I want to try it myself."