The villain's way to tame the protagonist

"…basic data collection is 56%, and the basic model establishment needs analysis…"

"……Um?"

The girl looked at the woman with her head drooping and mumbling something, and subconsciously put her ear close to her: "What are you mumbling about?"

"The data meets the minimum requirements."

After saying this, the sorceress, who seemed to always have a cold face, raised her head, and the contempt and disdain in her eyes were transmitted to Hitana through the lenses without reservation.

"We'll see you soon, stupid uncivilized beast."

Then, Miss Minflor Zeta...

exploded.

In the rising thick black smoke, Hitana, who was unharmed, looked at the "head" in her hand in disbelief.

Half of the face skin had been blown off, and the metal skeleton was emitting a cold iron light.

"This this--"

"Alchemical puppet." Anser shrugged. "She won't use her real body the first time she troubles you."

"Shameless guy!"

Sitana was so angry that she crushed the metal head with one hand: "Coward! Bitch! Bitch! Don't catch me!"

She thought she would shine and beat the other party up, but she didn't expect that she would be fooled. Shetana was so angry that she wanted to find Ming Furo's real body immediately and beat her to the ground.

"I was wondering why this guy doesn't seem normal, not very human at all."

In fact, the keen perception brought by the Wind Head has given Xitana unnatural feedback, but we, Miss Wolf from the countryside, cannot judge what this feedback means.

Watching the farce come to an end, Okan cautiously said to Anser: "Lord Hydra, the carriage and food have been prepared for you."

"Well, sorry for the trouble, Mr. Okan."

Anser stood up with his cane, and looking at Xitana who was still stepping on the puppet parts indignantly, he couldn't help but laugh:

"Okay, Sitana, it's time for us to go."

“…Ah? Oh, okay…”

Finally, the girl kicked the parts away with an unhappy look on her face and followed Anser out.

Xitana, who was following Anser in the corridor, endured for a long time, but finally couldn't hold it back any longer:

"Ansher, who the hell is that guy? Who is he showing that stinky face to?"

"You've seen her, have you forgotten?"

“…I have seen it before?”

Xitana was stunned: "When did it happen?"

Anser tapped his temple: "Here."

The girl thought for about four or five seconds, then suddenly got startled and shouted:

"It's that psychopath! Ming Fuluo... Ming Fuluo! I was wondering why it sounds so familiar!"

In the memory of the original world line that Anser showed to Xitana, Xitana accidentally encountered Ming Furo during her wandering period, and the two fought once. When Xitana went to Red Frost City to settle the feud, the desperate Count Red Frost also tried to kill Xitana with the weapon designed by Ming Furo.

In memory, Xitana and Ming Furo didn't have much interaction, but when she thought of that guy's face that said "you bunch of morons" in her memory, and then thought about the cold expression she just saw, our Miss Beast King became more and more angry.

Then, as if she suddenly thought of something, the anger in her heart instantly turned into ecstasy.

"Anser!"

Xitana turned her head suddenly and grabbed Anser's arm tightly: "The target this time is her, right!"

The girl's eyes were almost lighting up, she looked so excited, as if she was going to personally teach Ming Furo a lesson.

"Yes, that's her."

Anser couldn't help laughing: "But why are you so excited, Xitana?"

"I...I want to urge you to fuck her hard, Anser!"

Xitana rubbed her hands together: "You must treat her ten times more cruelly than you treat me!"

"Well, hehe..."

The evil Hydra said meaningfully:

"I can promise that I will never let you down, Xitana."

*

When the rolling wheels slowly stopped, Anser pushed open the door and got out of the car. He turned his head to look at Xitana in the car, smiled softly and stretched out his hand:

"Why, are you too full to walk?"

The girl, with a flushed face and having changed her clothes, leaned forward and pinched Ansher's hand hard.

The beautiful female coachman said goodbye to Anther and Xitana and drove away. Anther took Xitana and walked into Hydra's manor in the imperial capital.

There were no servants lined up at the gate of the manor to welcome Anser back, because he was not interested in such things. If the servants had the free time, they would finish their work quickly or have a good rest to maintain physical and mental health, which would be more meaningful to Anser.

But this doesn't mean that no one came to greet Anser.

“Arthur!!”

Anser had just taken two steps into the manor when a very cordial and warm call came from not far away.

A blonde woman in a long dress came running over with great joy, a brilliant smile on her face, and she ran in front of Anser almost in the blink of an eye.

"Arthur!"

She hugged Ansel tightly, her voice trembling with excitement.

"It's been so long, I finally know how to come back to see mom!"

Anerissa Delian, Anser's mother.

“It took me three years to come here.”

The mature and gentle woman behaved like a child at the moment. She rubbed Anser's bright golden hair, which was exactly the same as hers, in dissatisfaction: "You don't contact me normally, so you hate me so much, huh?"

"...You are joking, mother."

Ansher smiled and gently pushed Anelsa away.

"This is my first sworn brother, Xitana Lancemalos."

He introduced himself like this, and Xitana suddenly seemed to come to her senses. She didn't know what she was in a daze just now, and hurriedly bowed:

"Well, I'm Xitana. No, I'm Lancemalos. I'm... I'm from Anther..."

"Ah, you are the girl who can inherit the power of two kinds of Qi Shou."

The woman in the plain dress was extremely surprised and hugged Xitana at the same time: "Great! And she likes my Arthur very much, um..."

She took another look at Xitana's figure and nodded with satisfaction:

"Among Arthur's suitors, she can be ranked at the top!"

"Keep going." The current Lady Hydra waved her fist and chuckled, "I'm very optimistic about you, Xitana."

With her face flushed red, Hitana was unable to utter a word. She was already stumbling over her words, and now she couldn't utter a single word.

"Oh, we can't just sit here and chat. Let's go to the lounge. I've prepared a lot of things... Oh, and there's a guest waiting for you at home, Arthur."

Anilisa reached out to hold Anser's hand, but the latter dodged it without a trace. The woman was not angry, but just smiled secretly that the child had grown up again. At the same time, she looked at Anser, whose posture was becoming more and more upright, with a look of peace and satisfaction.

In three years, a child grows into a teenager, and the changes are tremendous. Anelissa always regrets that she couldn't watch her son grow up.

"A lot of things have happened in the imperial capital in the past three years. Ivora has become more and more radical... The Ether Institute and the Tower of Babel are always in conflict, and... "

Anser walked side by side with his mother, quietly listening to her telling various anecdotes about the imperial capital in the past few years. He occasionally smiled back, but most of the time his expression was calm.

They quickly entered the manor and walked to the lounge under the guidance of Enelissa:

"I have collected a lot of books in the past few years. Arthur, you can read them for a long time... I also specially called old Morpho from the territory to cook for you. Ah! Mel will be back soon. Our family hasn't eaten together for a long time!"

"Is the visitor here, mother?"

Anser stopped in front of a house and asked suddenly.

"…Ah? Oh! Yes, I almost went too far."

The mature Madam Hydra touched her cheek rather embarrassedly: "I haven't talked to Arthur for a long time...I have become a chatterbox."

"…You are always a chatterbox, mother."

This was the first time Ansher responded to Anelsa's words.

"Hmm? Do I have it?" The woman blinked and then laughed happily. "I don't know, but since Arthur said I have it, then I'll take it as if I have it."

"The guests are here to see you, so I won't bother you any more. But you must come find me after chatting, otherwise I will be angry!"

Anelsa poked Ansher's forehead, then hummed a tune and walked away briskly.

When she was completely gone, Xitana couldn't help but ask:

"Anser, your mother..."

Anser did not answer Xitana's question, but turned the handle and said with a chuckle: "Let's go and see who the guest is who came to see us so early. If it goes as expected-"

"I told you, we'll see you soon."

In the lounge, a woman in a white coat crossed her legs. Her thighs wrapped in matte iron-gray stockings looked slender, plump and shiny.

Ming Fuluo adjusted the gray-white mirror frame that was emitting a cold light and sneered:

"A beast tamed by Hydra."

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Chapter 2: The Rampage of Neurosis

In the lounge, the furious Xitana and the crossed-legged Ming Furo were in a standoff.

But because this is Ansel's home, Miss Wolf resisted the urge to grab Ming Furo and hang her up to beat her up, and waited anxiously for Ansel's reaction.

"Ming Fuluo."

Anser tapped the ground with his cane: "I have some personal relationship with you, but this does not mean that you can use this as an excuse to provoke and insult Xitana again and again."

He stepped forward with a gentle smile, but a distinct coldness surged in his sea-blue eyes:

"If you continue to disrespect her like this, you will definitely pay the price."

"..."

Ming Fuluo frowned slightly.

"You're so serious..." She looked at Sitana, who was obviously much less angry. The deliberate contempt and provocation on her face and in her eyes disappeared in an instant.

That kind of bad mood that seemed to be specifically finding fault seemed to be just a hazy veil that did not exist.

"Ms. Lance."

Ming Fuluo retracted her legs, put them together, straightened her waist slightly, and became a little more serious in her posture.

"From the transporter room until now, all my performances were just a small test. I hope you don't mind."

"If you mind." After putting away her false contempt, her expressionless and cold face, coupled with words that were ten times more selfish than Shitana's, was even more annoying.

"Then continue to mind."

Xitana's temples were throbbing. She couldn't stand it anymore and turned to look at Anser:

"Anser, can I give her a beating?"

"Okay." Anser shrugged nonchalantly, "But this is just an alchemical doll, can't you smell it?"

"……Um?!"

Xitana sniffed violently and looked at Ming Fuluo who was sitting on the sofa in disbelief.