My villain wants to save himself, but the yandere heroine disagrees

Litt greedily breathed in the scent of Orson, wishing he could touch every pore of his body personally.

"But, Brother Orson, don't worry. Li Te is a good boy and will not use this ability to harm others. I will only use it to repay Brother Orson who gave me all this~"

"Is this how you repay me? Imprisoning my freedom?!" Orson said coldly with a livid face.

"I think this is what you like best, Brother Orson~" As he said this, Lit lay on Orson's chest, rubbing his fingers on Orson's chest. "After all, if you have greater ambitions, Brother Orson, why would you be willing to train a loser who started out much worse than you to take over?"

"Are you questioning my judgment?"

"Hehe, of course not~" Li Te quickly denied it, and then continued: "It's just that since Brother Orson has chosen the right person, you should accept this outcome calmly."

"Besides, Brother Orson, you said it yourself. If you can't control yourself in the future, I will take the responsibility of suppressing you."

"Of course I don't want to suppress my dear brother Orson, so... I can only use this method to make you stay here, brother Orson."

"A more outstanding individual will not easily give up the individual he is interested in, not to mention that I love you so much..."

"That's not love, Lit..."

"What's wrong? Are you going to bring up ethics and morals again? Father has already agreed to let you leave the family and start your own business. We have no blood relationship, so is love not allowed?" When Litt heard what Orson said, he immediately became annoyed, and his hands moved a little more vigorously, causing Orson to clench his brows in pain.

"Oh, I'm sorry." When Litt saw the expression on Orson's face, he quickly stopped what he was doing, and tears appeared in his eyes.

"Brother Orson, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that. I forgot that your body is not in a state that allows me to act like a spoiled child... I'm sorry..."

"..." Orson looked at Litt's various chaotic actions and sighed helplessly in his heart.

He wanted to tell himself that all this was just a dream, but he was afraid that his consciousness would travel through time again, just like he had traveled through time and space to become Orson before Leeteuk returned home, and would be trapped in this devil's cave and unable to extricate himself forever.

"In that case, Brother Orson... I... will compensate you with my body?" Litt said this with a rare hint of charm in his tone. Then he raised his head, looked at Orson with a smile, and gradually took off all his clothes.

Finally, at the moment when Litt was about to sit down, Orson regained consciousness.

"..."

Everything in the dream seemed so real, and it remained so until Orson woke up.

He almost thought he was really going to have that kind of relationship with Li Te.

Fortunately, all this was just a dream.

Orson held his forehead, recalled the contents of his dream angrily, and sorted it out.

Generally speaking, the content of dreams is not very logical, just like this dream.

Orson himself didn't know why he was captured by Litt and was imprisoned, and he couldn't muster any strength to resist Litt.

But judging from what Litt said and his various actions, there is a clear logic to his actions.

All of this is not a whim, nor is it unreasonable.

Could it be a precognitive dream?

Orson didn't know whether Meng had the ability to predict the future, but since there was magic in this world, Orson had even seen a real god before.

Then, it is not impossible that other gods or transcendental beings may send us dreams through some means.

"Could it be possible that I will really be imprisoned by Li Te in the future?"

When Orson thought about how Litt usually behaved in front of him and the correspondence between them, he knew that there was no way that Litt now could be like in his dream.

That means that something big will happen later, which will stimulate Litt and make him grow up quickly, giving him the strength to fight against himself, and eventually destroy himself through some means and imprison himself.

In this, Orson definitely did something to hurt Leeteuk.

But up to now, and even in Orson's future plans, he has only helped Litt and has no intention of harming her. Why does Litt think he would hurt her?

"..."

Perhaps, this was just a dream after all. After all, even Orson himself couldn't figure out the reason.

At this moment, a piece of information that Orson had ignored suddenly came to his mind.

Feelings...

Could it be that Leeteuk was jealous of me getting too close to other women, and then kept a low profile until he had enough strength to put me under house arrest?

So, if I think from Leeteuk's perspective, it seems that I have done a lot of things that are "sorry to Leeteuk".

Whether it is his engagement with Olivia, his close personal relationship with Celinina, or even his relationship with Lianka and Lena, they may all become the point of Lit's emotional outburst.

It's just that Lit was usually so good at hiding his emotions that Orson didn't notice.

Thinking about it this way, perhaps Leeteuk secretly climbed into his bed before as a way to vent his dissatisfaction, but because he was caught by himself, this way of venting his dissatisfaction disappeared, and he became depressed in his heart.

It eventually became a demon in her heart.

The more I think about it, the more likely it is!

Orson thought so and began to think of countermeasures.

Helping Leeteuk, the "daughter of destiny", to grow up is definitely beneficial, but how to prevent the "daughter of destiny" from knocking herself out and locking herself in the basement for the rest of her life after she grows up requires careful consideration.

The first thing should be to get closer to her.

At least Leeteuk should feel that he can get to the top through fair competition, and not have to rely on unfair means such as kidnapping to get Orson.

The second thing is to maintain your dignity!

Make Lit feel that he will never be able to defeat Orson in his life.

Simply put, you need to install a big one.

This is certainly quite easy at the moment, but apart from suppressing Lit in terms of rank, Orson currently cannot demonstrate the strength that is "in his bloodline".

In order to make Litt convinced of himself, he had to use some means to let Litt know that even if he was stronger than Orson, he might not be able to really beat Orson. In this way, Litt would not dare to attack him personally.

Even if I move, I can still seek a position at the top in the future.

It would be so unfair for him to stay at the bottom.

With this in mind, Orson quickly sat down at his desk and drafted a plan B to train Lit.

Of course, what Orson had done was unknown to Litt, who was far away in the Dukedom of Naples.

At this time, the Antican army had been camped outside the city of Romulus for a week, and even the main force had arrived at the city three days ago.

However, the city of Romulus was high and had deep moats, and the Antican army had no idea how to attack the city and could only besiege it outside the city.

If the city of Romulus were to be attacked by force, it would undoubtedly come at a huge cost, and it would not be impossible for one battle to repel Antica's military power for more than ten years.

Even if the Duchy of Naples is captured by then, it may not necessarily be of much benefit to the Duchy of Antica. Such a risk is naturally not worth taking. It is better to take it step by step. Anyway, time is on Antica's side.

Of course, there is a more important reason besides this.

"The Central Army is coming to support again?" In the central military tent, Litt heard what Lucius told him and his eyes widened in disbelief.

"Has the issue of Saint Laurent City been resolved? Is the Central Army coming to support us now?"

According to Lucius' intelligence, not only would the Central Army come to support again, but the number of troops coming this time would be considerable, even exceeding the total number of Antica's troops.

In this way, the siege force instantly doubled, and they immediately had the confidence to attack the city.

However, in this situation, the people in the Duchy of Antica could not be happy.

"If you come here at this time, I'm afraid the Imperial Army will want a piece of the pie." Lucius' adjutant Carlisle said angrily.

"We retreated before we attacked the great city of Florence. Now that we have conquered Florence and are at the capital of Naples, we are rushing back immediately."

"Fortunately, we haven't started attacking the city yet, otherwise we would have suffered even greater losses." Litt said angrily.

"There's nothing we can do. Let's just consider it as giving face to His Majesty." Lucius said this and sighed.

Compared to everyone's anger or joy, Lucius was more worried.

After all, he has been a duke for so many years, it is impossible to say that he is not sensitive to politics at all.

The commander sent by the Imperial Army this time is Scaloni, who is considered a big shot in the Imperial Army.

Pushing him out, the intention was obvious.

This is not just a matter of dividing up military merits. I'm afraid someone in the royal family wants him to be the new Duke of Naples.

Chapter 109: If you want to destroy someone, you must first drive him crazy

Sometimes things just don't go as planned. Although Antica did not want the Imperial Army to come to support at this time, after receiving the order from Arthas, Scaloni immediately took office as the commander-in-chief of the Southern Legion and then came to the front line with 100,000 well-trained soldiers.

I can only say that Arthas has some conscience this time, but not much.

At least he knew that he couldn't just come here and do nothing and just gain military merit.

Bringing an army of 100,000, all of whom are well-trained elite soldiers, at least proves that they really want to do something.

So, on the first day of contact between the two armies, Scaloni went to visit Lucius alone.

The two chatted in the military tent about their past comrades-in-arms until recently, and then Scaloni returned from Lucius's camp with a smile.

On the next day, Lucius obediently handed over the command of the army to Scaloni.

The moment he learned the news, Lit found Lucius and wanted to ask why.

Lucius just smiled at Litt and then told him his reasons.

"The enemy's military strength is not weaker than ours, and they have the royal family behind them. It is our duty to do this."

Helplessly, Lit could only nod.

Fortunately, Scaloni was also a loyal man. He did not abuse the military power and did not deliberately suppress the Antican army. On the contrary, he reduced the areas originally under the responsibility of the Antican army and handed them over to the Imperial Army.

Doing so was certainly done for the purpose of gaining military merit, but it would also reduce the pressure on the Antican army and indirectly reduce its losses.

On the other hand, things were not peaceful in the city of Romulus.

This was the first time Donnie got the military power from Giovanni these days, but his mission was not to guard the city walls.

Giovanni gave Donnie five thousand soldiers to form a temporary inspection team in the city, responsible for the night curfew and daily security work. Once a suspicious person was found, they would arrest him directly without having to report to Giovanni.

This task seems simple, but it is actually very troublesome to implement.

There are many people to catch every day, but too little time left for myself.

At first, Donny wanted to enforce the law impartially, interrogate the arrested people one by one, and reduce their sentences or let them go directly according to their purposes.

But later, due to the shortage of supplies in the city, many people chose to go out to ask relatives and friends for food during the lockdown, and they were also imprisoned by mistake. Tony had no choice but to order them all to be imprisoned.

Out of a population of hundreds of thousands in Romulus, nearly ten thousand were captured in just a few days.

Even the prison cells were packed with people. When the original designers designed it, they never imagined that this prison could hold so many people.

Subsequently, the shortage of supplies spread to the prison.

The food was distributed among the soldiers, leaving only a portion of the rations for the citizens, and even less for the prisons.

At first, they could guarantee two meals a day. After a week, as more and more people were arrested, the prison’s food supply ran out, and eventually they could only provide one meal a day, and it was only a simple bowl of oatmeal soaked in water, which was barely enough to fill their stomachs.

These citizens had never experienced such abuse before, and they immediately rebelled in prison, which eventually turned into a riot, which was naturally suppressed.

The population in the prison suddenly dropped by one third. People inside were much more peaceful, but there was still not enough food.

In desperation, Downey could only conscript some young and strong prisoners to go up the city wall, and the rest of the people continued to stay in the prison and survived by eating a bowl of oatmeal soaked in water every day.

However, as visitors could not see their relatives, all kinds of rumors began to spread in the city. Public security did not improve as a result of the arrests. Instead, it was somewhat impossible to suppress the citizens of the city. Some citizens began to hold secret meetings during the limited open hours and discussed taking to the streets to protest.

Eventually, it evolved into what it is today.

Outside the Duke's palace, tens of thousands of Romulus citizens blocked the streets, demanding that the Duke give a reasonable explanation for the violent suppression in the prison, stop abusing the prisoners, and let them go home.

Inside the mansion, Giovanni sat in his office, looking at Donnie who was standing in front of him with his head down and keeping silent, and sneered.

Donny thought Giovanni was dissatisfied with him, and the bad memories came to his mind again. He trembled and quickly lowered his head to admit his mistake.

But unexpectedly, Giovanni's next words were not a scolding to him.

"Those untouchables, do they think they can resist me by twisting themselves into a rope?"

"Donnie, let me ask you, as a duke, what should you do when you encounter such a thing?"

"In reply to father's words...we should communicate with the leaders of the march, understand their demands, listen to their wishes, and then negotiate a result that both parties can accept."

"No." Giovanni shook his head. "This should be something that you learned at the Imperial Academy, right? They have never really ruled a territory, and they are always idealistic. This method is useless."

Having said this, Giovanni began to teach Donnie his own philosophy.

"Donnie, I'm only going to tell you this once, and I'm only going to show you this once."

"You don't have to listen to these lowly people. Our blood is naturally nobler than theirs. Everything has its own rules. One of them is that the lower class obeys the higher class. If they resist us, they are violating the rules."