The villain's way to tame the protagonist

The girl was startled and turned her head away subconsciously.

She saw it, a dark entity.

It was huge, ferocious, and terrifying, but it was obviously a monster...but Shitana didn't feel the slightest fear.

Her hand gently stroked Hydra's scales, which were delicate and cool, and felt very comfortable.

Then, for some reason, the monster standing at the end of the abyss lowered its body slightly. At the same time, Hitana screamed and gradually floated up, landing on the head in the middle of Hydra.

"Anser!" Xitana lay on top of Hydra's head and said nervously, "What are you doing? I'm scared to death! How did you turn into your original form... Is this okay?"

"Xitana." Anser's voice sounded in Xitana's ears, "Are you afraid?"

"…What's there to be afraid of?" Xitana pouted, "I'm not afraid of heights."

"I mean, destiny."

"Ok?"

"Love and courage cannot defeat Him."

"Hmm..." Sitana said vaguely, "Well, there will always be a way."

In fact, she had already felt the changes in herself. Even though she had devoured the more greedy self in her heart at that time, Hitana could not be completely sure...whether she would become like that.

But Anser laughed at this time: "Although there is no way to defeat Him, but Xitana, you still defeated Him once."

Xitana didn't understand what Anser was saying, and said in confusion: "What do you mean you can't win... and you won again."

"Because you saved me."

Under the belief that he is absolutely rational, he does not trust anyone, including himself.

Anser once believed that this was the best way to fight against fate because it did work.

Maybe... this might really be the best method, but it is not as powerful as Anser thought.

The reason why Anser thought it was omnipotent was just because of one thing.

He is afraid.

He was afraid that he would make another mistake, and that his choices and decisions would deviate again, so he paralyzed himself with "self-examination", thinking that if he looked at everything from a rational enough perspective and re-examined it, he would not make the same mistake again.

The more he gets used to this, the more Anser will go down a dead end of constantly compressing himself, repeatedly cutting off his emotions, and finally going completely crazy.

It was Hitana who awakened the ignorant Ansher and told him not to be afraid.

"Shitana, I'm not afraid anymore."

Anser's gentle voice sounded in Xitana's ears.

"Isn't this a good thing?" Xitana smiled happily and stroked the snake scales on Anser's head. "I'm happy for you."

And Anser continued: "So, I also want to tell you."

"do not be afraid."

"..."

Sitana was stunned.

"Shitana."

The destructive monster held up the tiny girl with its head. Its voice was so soft and gentle: "You don't need to emphasize to me or anyone else that you are my bonded head, and you belong to Anser."

"You don't need to emphasize to yourself that you won't betray me."

How could Ansel, who had come out of that fear, fail to notice the uneasiness hidden in Hitana's heart?

After Ansel chose to let go and let Shitana awaken her spiritual essence, this usually rebellious girl kept emphasizing it over and over again, and until just now, she was still emphasizing her identity.

She was afraid too.

When Anther truly accepted his own heart and reconciled with himself, Hitana began to fear that the future that betrayed Anther would really happen.

Sitana used her love and courage to free herself from the cage she had built for herself.

Anser gave Xitana love, and he felt that now he should give her courage.

He lifted Sitana up to higher and higher places.

"Hitana, look, we still have a long, long way to go."

"You said that if I was with you, you wouldn't be afraid, right?"

Sitting on top of Anther's head, Xitana stared blankly at the distant scene.

She saw endless snowfields, dense forests, simple villages, and magnificent cities.

She has come a long way until now, and in the future, she will indeed go further.

She really wanted to go further and further with Anser.

So, Xitana nodded lightly.

"Really? That's great."

The monster that once ravaged the continent smiled so gently: "Then, you don't have to become anyone's thing, and you don't have to worry about who you will become."

"Because I will always be by your side, because in my eyes, you are just Sitana, and you will always be Sitana."

Everything goes quiet.

After an unknown amount of time, Anser asked softly:

"Are you still scared, Sitana?"

"..."

No sound was heard.

It turned out that the girl lying on top of Anser's head had fallen into a deep sleep. She rested her head on her arms, and fell into a happy and sweet dream in an extremely peaceful way.

ps:

I have finally finished this chapter... Actually, I could have finished it long ago, but I was so confused about the ending that I would rather stay up late and post it later than rush through it. I deleted and revised it many times, and finally wrote this version. I hope you enjoy reading it.

Regarding the relationship between Ansel and the heroines, I have always insisted that it must not be maintained by simple love, but must be mixed with other deeper, more precious, and more moving emotions.

I don't know whether you are satisfied with the story between Xitana and Anser in this volume, the ups and downs and changes in their emotions, and the fruitful results in the end. As for me, I have tried my best and have no regrets.

I will probably just wrap it up tomorrow and write a conclusion. The day after tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, I will quickly move on to the next volume, a new story, and try my best not to disappoint you!

[Antiqiege], in ancient language means "the place where the ancient fire is born".

This is also the name of the palace of emperors of all dynasties.

This huge palace, located at the highest point of Tianxin, the imperial capital, burns with raging red flames all day long. When the people of the empire stand in Tianxin City and look up at the palace, it is like worshiping a second sun.

Da da da--

In the residence of the supreme monarch, the sound of crisp footsteps was heard.

A woman in a scarlet gown that trailed on the ground, with the hem of her gown flaming like flames, bowed her head slightly and humbly greeted the figure in the blazing blood flames deep inside the temple:

"Good day, mother."

"...Ivora."

An old woman's voice came from the blood flames: "I didn't allow you to come in and out of my palace at will."

The bloody flames became more intense, as if they were agitated by the impatience and boredom of the figure in the flames.

The corners of the eldest princess Ivora Shengyan's mouth rose slightly. She only maintained the minimum etiquette, and the arrogance in her eyes was so obvious under her slender crimson eyebrows.

"As your successor."

She lightly waved her long sleeves, and a few blood-red flames lit up at the cuffs: "It is my duty to keep an eye on your situation at all times."

"Besides, I have news that you care about very much."

The eldest princess, whose prestige among the upper echelons of the empire was growing, stretched out a hand, a flame ignited in her palm, and a shadow crystal appeared out of thin air.

"The president of an adventurer's guild from the western region recorded the debut of the young Hydra's first chief."

The shadow crystal projected the image into the air. In this translucent image, the girl raised her hand and clenched her fist, and the image of Hydra's phantom crushing the huge monster was extremely clear.

The blood flames deep in the palace seemed to burn more vigorously. The slightly skinny figure in the blood flames moved, and cast a gaze that seemed to be able to burn even the air towards the scene.

"Two...rings."

The old empress whispered this.

"Hitana Lancemalos, a nobody from a remote village."

Ivora held up his arm and stared at the screen with amazement: "Although he has studied in the Skyfrost Tower and has shown considerable talent, he does not have any talent that is truly worth investing in."

A flame flickered in her eyes, and she whispered softly:

"He was the only one who discovered the talent of this country girl and spent so much effort to train her—"

Before the eldest princess finished her words, a shrill laugh suddenly rang out in the empty and spacious palace.

"Hehehe...hahahahaha!"

So happy that...there was even a bit of crazy laughter.

Ivola was startled. She, who had been so calm just now, subconsciously took a step back.

Because a figure stepped out of the blazing blood flame. When she stepped out of the hot bed of flames, strands of flames wrapped around her body, instantly weaving into a gorgeous and dazzling robe. The complex patterns on the surface of the "clothing" glowed with flowing red light, like rolling lava.

"One person carries the power of two kinds of Qi Shou."

Although the emperor's face had many wrinkles and he looked to be in his sixties, one could still vaguely see the handsomeness and elegance of his youth.

"Ivora."

With every step taken by the old woman who looked so old, the temperature of the entire palace rose by a point, and blood-red flames that burned everything randomly exploded in the surrounding space.

The emperor looked at Ivora, whose expression became increasingly indifferent, with a look of contempt that did not seem like he was treating his own daughter.

"Young girl, you have no idea what this means."

The eldest princess curled her lips and bowed slightly: "Then, may I ask you a question?"

The emperor, who had become increasingly tyrannical at the end of his reign, seemed to be in a good mood at the moment. She walked to the gate of the palace and said:

"mean……"

Effisand Feasting Flame arrived at the palace gate, bathed in the sun, and murmured with joy and trembling:

"The abyss is in his palm."

Today, Tianxin City did not usher in the night.

Because in this majestic city, which symbolizes the eternal greatness of the empire, a second sun is burning.

*

"Ms. Zeg!"

Inside the Babel Tower Research Institute, a man who looked good was following closely behind a stern woman in a white coat and a high ponytail, smiling and saying, "Regarding your latest design, I would like to ask on behalf of the Grand Duke of Gray Tower..."

"Please keep a distance of more than ten meters from me."

The woman walked forward without looking around. Although her pace was fast, she did not seem to be in a hurry. "For your safety and for the cleanliness of my clothes, thank you."

The man's expression froze, and he thought of the countless terrible rumors about this genius from the Tower of Babel. He was about to give up, but when he thought of the mission he was tasked with, he couldn't help but grit his teeth and force himself to calm down.

"I have something that will surely interest you, something about the chief of Hydrachi—"

Snapped.

Something pressed against the man's face. He felt the cylindrical shape on his cheek, and knowing that something was pressing against his head, the man broke out in a cold sweat.

Second generation ether floating turret, hummingbird.

A groundbreaking product of alchemical weapons. When everyone thought that Ming Fuluo, the genius sorcerer who designed the "gun", had been devastated after the failure of the first generation of floating turrets, this genius who was famous in the imperial capital, after years of silence, launched the second generation of floating turrets last year, and defeated seventeen challengers from the Ether Academy with a crushing attitude.

No one doubted Ming Fuluo's talent anymore. She was surrounded by praise and glory, bathed in endless glory.

But Miss Zeger, who is expected to win the title of sage within ten years, seems to be never happy. No matter when and where she is, her expression is always cold as ice, as if all the glory she has received has nothing to do with her.