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"That won't do!"

Emery refused decisively and ruthlessly, yet a hint of excitement flickered in her eyes as she once again raised the wooden ruler high:

"As your master, I will teach you another unspoken rule of the business world: we can use any means in business competition, but it is best not to break promises easily! Because reputation is the most important asset of a company. No matter how much money a company spends, it will be difficult to restore its image of being untrustworthy once it loses its reputation."

"Sissi, as my maid, you must also do this. You must complete what you have promised, even if you have tears in your eyes... Even if you really can't do it, you must do your best!"

"I hit you hard, didn't I? Then remember this pain well, and don't easily agree to anything for others in the future... unless that person is me, because I am your master, and I am beautiful and kind-hearted."

While lecturing her, Emery showed no mercy, delivering a full twelve lashes to Marcy as punishment for her failure in training that day.

Marcy cried loudly, but when she was hit a few more times, she felt a new sensation emerge from the burning pain. It was a very strange sensation that made her no longer afraid, and she even wanted Amelie to hit her a few more times.

Emerald, however, strictly kept her word and only struck 12 times if she said she would strike 12 times.

After finishing, seeing the look of relief mixed with a hint of lingering satisfaction on Marcy's face, Emery was even more pleased.

"do not move."

She held back Marcy, who was about to get out of bed:

“I did it myself, so I know what I’m doing. It must still hurt quite a bit… This means you won’t be able to continue training tomorrow. I need to put some medicine on it for you.”

Without giving Marcy a chance to refuse, Emery found her medicine box, took out a bottle of magic potion that could heal external injuries, poured it into her palm, rubbed it evenly, and then gently applied it to the area where Marcy had just been hit.

Emerald's little hands were so soft and comfortable, and the pain-relieving and healing effects of the medicine were immediate. Marcy was completely unable to move at once, and could only lie on the bed while Emerald applied the medicine to her, stroke by stroke.

"Be thankful, you worthless little devil."

After applying the medicine, Emery casually slapped Massey's buttocks again:

"You're probably the first maid in the entire Federation to get your young lady to personally administer medicine! Is there any master more gentle and kind than me?"

"...Don't worry, Miss."

Marcy's previously somewhat dazed gaze suddenly became very firm:

"I will never let you down! You are the gentlest and kindest master, and I will definitely be your most obedient and well-behaved maid... At least I will try my best!"

Chapter 18 requires some initial contact.

After beating up Marcy and then personally applying medicine to treat her, Marcy's affection for Emery noticeably increased.

If Emery strikes while the iron is hot, there's still a pretty high chance she'll win over Marcy and achieve the 2-day speedrun achievement.

But Emery didn't. She's no longer the kind of gamer who gets satisfaction from speedruns and achievements; now she enjoys the process more.

After applying the medicine to Marcy, Emery left, saying that Marcy should rest well and that training would continue early the next morning.

But Marcy couldn't possibly sleep.

The healing magic potion worked very well; the pain in her bottom stopped as soon as it was applied, and now it felt cool and refreshing, as if Amelie's little hand was still on it.

Despite repeatedly telling herself that this was wrong, that Emerald was a beautiful and kind young lady and that she shouldn't have strange thoughts about her, Marcy just couldn't help it. Every time she closed her eyes, she would see herself in her dreams with her elven nature fully awakened.

Marcy didn't hate her mother who abandoned her, but she didn't particularly like her either. She always felt that there was something wrong with the nature of elves, and that it was wrong for someone like her mother to casually play around with several strong young human slaves.

But now Marcy sadly discovers that she is indeed her mother's daughter, and once the thought of cesium arises in her heart, it is impossible to suppress.

This was another sleepless night, as I tossed and turned in bed, clutching my blanket.

. . . . .

The following morning, Emery first had Marcy repeat yesterday's training.

Having learned from her three failed attempts yesterday afternoon, Marcy had a relatively smooth run this time, succeeding on just two tries.

Marcy failed the first time because Emery told her a few more lame jokes, and she couldn't resist repeating the same mistake.

The second time, Marcy puffed out her cheeks and focused intently. No matter how funny Emery's jokes were, she bit her tongue and forced herself to endure it, and finally passed the test.

"Good, good, congratulations Sisi, you have completed the first training exercise."

Seeing the expectant look on Marcy's face after passing the test, Emerald didn't hold back her praise, complimenting her a few times before changing the subject:

"But this was yesterday's training, and you only finished it today, so there's no reward. Don't even think about eating my homemade food at noon."

Amelie didn't cook lunch herself, but the two of them ate very well. All the dishes were gourmet meals bought from high-end restaurants by Fatty Vie's underlings. Every dish was delicious and visually appealing. Marcy felt like the buttons on her clothes were coming undone and she wanted to take them off herself.

After lunch break, Emery arranged new training for Marcy.

This training still involves standing, but with added difficulty.

Besides having to keep the wooden ruler between her legs so it doesn't fall off, Marcy also has to balance a bowl full of water on her head without spilling it.

This is undoubtedly much more difficult, and Amelie has given us more time.

Marcy will have three full days to train, and she can try repeatedly until she can successfully maintain the water level and the ruler for two hours without spilling water or dropping it.

If Marcy fails to complete the task within three days, Emery will punish her again, and this time the punishment will be more severe than spanking with a wooden ruler.

After arranging Marcy's training, Emerald called her assistant to her home:

"Did you finish what I asked you to do last time?"

"It's done, Miss."

The assistant very obediently handed over a document:

"Her information is all here... Are you very interested in her, Miss? Would you like me to arrange for her to serve you?"

"No need. Just keep observing her discreetly. Don't do anything unnecessary to bother her, understand?"

Emery gave the assistant a very stern look, making the assistant tremble before taking the documents from the assistant and carefully examining them.

The document contained little information; it was all about a girl's personal file.

The photo shows a beautiful blonde girl with blue eyes. While not as strikingly beautiful as Emery, she is still a top-tier beauty, brimming with youthful energy.

Yulia Dora's biological parents are unknown, but it is speculated that they died in a demonic tide or gang warfare. The surname Dora comes from her adoptive mother-in-law, Nellie Dora.

Grandma Nelly Dora is a well-known philanthropist in Locke City. Over the years, she has adopted more than 20 children like Julia who have lost their parents.

Unfortunately, Nereidora was already old and passed away when Julia was 10 years old.

Before her death was imminent, Nellie Dora wrote letters of introduction to several old friends, arranging for her adopted children to continue living in different places.

Because Yulia was found to have a talent for magical affinity, she entered the Locke branch of the Federal Magic Engineering Academy. The branch principal personally guaranteed her student loan, which she can repay slowly after she graduates and starts working.

Yulia has now completed her 7th year at the Magic Engineering Academy and will graduate in about two weeks. She does not yet have a job offer.

This Yulia is none other than the female protagonist Yulia from the original game "Super Magical Girl Yulia," the Yulia who was supposed to punch Emerald to her knees and take her home as her little (fierce) wife.

As the protagonist of the original game, in a more fantastical sense, Yulia must have great karma, great fortune, and great opportunities. Those who help her are likely to benefit, while those who oppose her will definitely suffer misfortune.

Whether Julia in this world will remain the same is currently uncertain for Amelie.

The first event at the start of the story hasn't happened yet, and Marcy, Julia's number one harem member, hasn't been completely taken over by Emerald.

Emerald wondered if drastically altering Julia's destiny as the protagonist would provoke a rejection from the world itself.

So she didn't rush to win over Marcy, but instead gradually built up her favor and tested the waters, patiently waiting for the day the story would begin, which was very close.

Drastically altering Julia's protagonist destiny might trigger unknown risks, but minor changes are fine; Emeryte has already tested this and confirmed it.

After a moment's thought, Emerald still felt that no matter which plan she used to deal with Julia in the future, it would be necessary to get acquainted with her before the story began.

"Arrange it."

After making the decision, Emery immediately instructed her assistant:

“Go and sponsor 100 million Luns to the Magic Engineering Academy in Locke City. Tell them that no matter what their plans are in three days, they must give way to me. I will personally go to the academy to give a speech to the graduating students in three days.”

"Yes, Miss, I'll arrange it right away."

The assistant nodded obediently.

Chapter 19 This punishment is going to be tough!

The Federation's Magic Engineering Academy is the largest educational institution in the Federation. It is operated by the federal government and jointly invested in by several large conglomerates. It has branches in all towns with a permanent population of over 10 within the Federation.

Being the largest in scale does not necessarily mean being academically top-notch. In fact, Magic Engineering Academy does not produce any top talents. Its position in the education sector is similar to that of a technical school on Earth, mainly training various factory workers.

But don't underestimate factory workers; they actually have a pretty high social status in this world.

Although the federal government has never officially acknowledged it, social researchers both in the public and abroad have long divided federal citizens into three classes based on their social status.

The highest first class consists of members of top conglomerate families like Emery and politicians who are at least state-level legislators or higher.

Factory workers belong to the second class. They, along with ordinary civil servants, doctors, lawyers, officers, and police officers, are often considered elites on Earth and form this class. They can be said to be the backbone of the federal society.

The third class consists of those who lack talent and magical abilities, and are relegated to manual labor or selling their beauty in the service industry. Dockworkers, waiters/waitresses, and bar hostesses all belong to this class.

Of course, it's impossible for factory workers to advance to the second tier of elite status by simply tightening screws; they must at least have a magical affinity to use large magical artifacts. This alone means that more than 20% of them can't even get into the factory.

Because all the factories in the Federation currently rely on various magical devices for production, and the most basic requirement for using magical devices is to have a magical affinity constitution.

Even after many generations of bloodline selection and evolution, the number of people with magic affinity has not yet reached 80%. The remaining people are basically starting out in this society in a hellish way. If they don't have other special talents, they can only live at the bottom of society.

After all, humans who cannot use magical devices in the Federation are much like humans on Earth who cannot use electronic products at all; they would find it difficult to survive in big cities.

The Federal Magic Engineering Academy, responsible for training ordinary magic-affinity individuals into magic engineers and even mages, naturally enjoys a high social standing. A typical company president wouldn't disrupt the academy's plans and forcefully insert a personal speech simply by sponsoring 100 million rens.

But Emerald could, because the Federal Magic Engineering Academy was established with the joint investment of several large conglomerates, and the Melson family was naturally one of the largest shareholders.

The Federal Magic Engineering Academy wouldn't dare disrespect Amelie, at least not the branch school in Locke City.

The assistant's work went smoothly, and that evening she wrote back to Amelie to say that the speech arrangements had been made.

"You heard that too, right?"

Setting down her communication magic device, Emerald looked at Marcy beside her, who had just finished an afternoon of standing training:

"You'll be coming with me to that speech three nights from now... This will be your first time appearing in public as my maid, so don't embarrass me, or I'll put you as a prize at the company's annual party!"

"Hey! Please don't use me as a prize, Miss!"

Marcy was so frightened that her eyes welled up with tears:

"I will definitely try my best to meet your requirements, please don't abandon me."

"Then you should work hard and show your value and talent."

This time, Emery didn't feign gentleness; instead, she gave Marcy a rather cold look:

"Useless trash doesn't deserve to be by my side. If you can't even do something as simple as being a decorative vase, don't blame me for being ruthless. Think about whether it's your own problem."

"...I understand, young lady."

Marcy gritted her teeth, her expression resolute.

Clearly provoked by Emery's words, Marcy trained extremely hard for the next two days, never resting until she was completely exhausted.

Even so, the requirement of balancing a bowl on one's head without spilling water and holding a ruler between one's legs without letting it fall for two hours is still too difficult for someone who has never trained before. Even though Marcy has much better physical coordination than ordinary humans due to her elven bloodline, she simply cannot do it.

Over the three days, Marcy's best performance was only 71 minutes. Then, either the water on her head spilled or the ruler between her legs fell off, and she failed the challenge.

"Miss..."

The night before her speech at the Magic Institute, Marcy looked at Emerald with teary eyes, her expression one of utter helplessness, as if she had been abandoned.

"Look at yourself, you're such a disgrace!"

Amélie pinched Marcy's cheek in an annoyed tone:

"What nonsense are you thinking? I said I would only abandon you because you embarrassed me. Right now, you've just failed training. Just accept the punishment and keep trying, okay?"

"Hey?"

Marcy blinked, then realized she had been thinking too negatively, and a feeling of joy and relief welled up inside her.

"Then... I won't be a prize at your company's annual party for the time being, Miss?"

"Not yet."

Emery snorted again:

"But if you embarrass me tomorrow, I'll make you a free gift for the employees!"

"Also... tonight's punishment will be a bit tough, so you should be mentally prepared."

"I'm not afraid of punishment, young lady!"

I'm just afraid you'll abandon me.

Muttering to herself, Marcy raised her head, full of courage:

"No matter how you punish me, I can endure it!"