The villain's way to tame the protagonist

Ivola looked at her for a long time, and suddenly smiled with extreme contempt:

"Come to think of it, you want to interfere with Hydra's visit tomorrow. Is it really just because you don't want to make things easy for the Ether Institute?"

Looking at the blue-haired woman who said nothing, the high-ranking princess sneered:

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. Three years ago, Anser was probably just playing with you because he was bored. You wouldn't really take what happened during that time seriously, right?"

"Mingfroy Zeg, put yourself in the right place."

Ivora said this with disdain and his figure turned into fireworks and disappeared into the air.

After the resolute princess left for about three or four seconds, Dean Hendrick could not help but sigh:

"Ming Fuluo, what are you planning to do?"

“…I told you.”

Ming Fuluo, who seemed to have just come to her senses, whispered, "I won't let the Ether Court have an easy time."

"We don't have the capital to confront them head-on right now."

"So I borrowed the power of that arrogant princess."

The woman said expressionlessly: "Although her personality is as unacceptable as mine, her actions are equally impeccable. The reasons she gives will be sufficient. I just need to show up and make the Ether Institute lose face."

There was no fluctuation in her tone, as if challenging this huge academic family that had stood for hundreds of years was a piece of cake.

Hendrick rubbed his brows and said, "I know you never do anything without preparation... Never mind, you are one of our directions."

He smiled and looked at Ming Fuluo. As the leader of an organization, he was not angry at his subordinates' rebellious behavior. Not only did he not denounce Ming Fuluo's madness, but he encouraged her: "Just tell us if you need any materials or helpers. Maybe this is an opportunity."

Ming Fuluo looked at her leader as if he were an idiot. "It's going to start tomorrow. What help can you provide me in one day? Nothing can help me more than not wasting my time on mediocre people."

"Here we go again." Hendrick couldn't help laughing. "Who on earth would always throw dozens or even hundreds of pages of carefully prepared analysis on the podium as handouts for them to read? There's nothing wrong with giving it a try, Ming Fuluo."

"Because those who can understand those things are not mediocre."

Ming Fuluo's tone remained unchanged. She glanced at Hendrick and said, "Knowledge and truth can only be seen by talented people. You should raise the admission threshold of Babel Tower, Hendrick."

Having said this, she turned around and left the office, her purple eyes behind the lenses gleaming with a cold iron light.

In that flash that resembles a data stream, there is no room for any unnecessary emotions.

*

Anser has been attending appointments everywhere these past two days, having great conversations with various nobles and extraordinary people, and slowly starting up his huge network in the imperial capital. However, due to various considerations, he did not bring Hitana with him, causing our Miss Wolf to be ignored for two full days.

Perhaps in the future, Xitana Lancemalos will grow into a powerful warrior who can stand on her own, mature and confident, but for now, she is still more like a girl in love.

Not long ago, I achieved spiritual fusion and physical connection with Anser, and my life is comfortable and worry-free. To be honest, it is still a bit difficult to grow under such circumstances.

Therefore, when Anser was going to visit the Ether Courtyard, Xitana refused to be left behind. However, this time, Anser had planned to take her with him.

"Thank you for your help, Lord Soran... Hmm? Father? Ah, he should be here in a few days. Yes, okay, I will tell him."

After finishing the communication with a certain important person, Anser looked at Xitana who was leaning against him and couldn't help laughing: "Why, are you afraid that I will abandon you and run away?"

The girl pursed her lips: "Anyway, you can't let me stay outside anymore."

There were several times when she followed Ansher out, but Ansher ordered her to stay outside, which made her very unhappy.

"You can't handle those old foxes, Xitana." Anser ruffled her hair, "You wouldn't be interested if we talked."

Anther had actually explained this to Shitana many times, but every time Shitana felt a little upset about this, Anther would repeat it again without getting tired of it.

As for Shitana, she is not the kind of person who is unreasonable and will not relapse into her old ways. It can only be said that... a girl's little attachment to the person she likes may seem annoying sometimes, but it is actually quite interesting when you really experience it.

——Of course, the premise is not to be annoying again and again.

"Hmm... ahem!"

Xitana coughed lightly, and did not choose to hug Anser's arm. Instead, she straightened her chest slightly: "Anyway, I will definitely not let Anser embarrass myself this time. No matter what happens, I can control my emotions!"

When Ansel took her out for the first time, Xitana was so shocked by the buildings in the imperial capital that she was speechless. Then she always felt that someone was looking at her as a bumpkin.

Our Master Anser looked at Xitana with a rather subtle look for a while, then said with a smile: "You don't have to control your emotions. I said, you don't need to be tolerant here."

The girl hummed happily, but she still said, "Okay, Anser, it feels like you're expecting me to cause trouble... Get out of the car!"

She pushed open the door and got out of the carriage first.

Then his legs almost went weak and he rolled to the ground.

The girl looked at the scene in front of her in shock. If Ansel hadn't been there to help her get off the carriage, she didn't know how long she would have to stay there.

What unfolded before this barbarian warrior who couldn't even fire a wave was a magnificent scene that only a warlock could create:

The tower named Yggdrasil was a giant sorcerer tower in the entire imperial capital, only lower than the imperial palace. Around this main tower, there were seven additional sub-towers of similar size. With this huge complex as the base, Xitana saw that each layer was surrounded by strange rings. The first layer was composed of a majestic and extremely condensed ether vortex; the second layer was composed of air waves, rocks, flames, and flowing water; the third layer was composed of a light green substance that Xitana could not understand, but could sense a strong vitality from it...

At first, Xitana didn't understand what was going on with these layers of rings. She just felt shocked. But after she came to her senses, she suddenly realized...

These are clearly a variety of different factors!

These circles of elements are stacked one after another, all the way upwards, demonstrating the heritage of the Aether Court as a holy land for warlocks in the simplest and purest way.

The display of each element means that Ethereum has a huge reserve of knowledge, resources, and talents on this path and its related extensions.

In the endless flickering magic light, it seemed as if truth was bursting out of it. Looking up, Xitana saw shrinking mountains around these elemental rings, deep blue miniature oceans, and another sky that she didn't know how to describe, which almost replicated the concept of boundlessness.

Warlocks change the earth with knowledge, explore the ocean with thirst, and conquer the sky with truth!

Until the top, the ring symbolizing the elements disappeared, replaced by a dark and deep cloud that seemed to be dripping with thick liquid. Xitana didn't know why these guys had to make such a big fuss and create this thing above their heads.

"Your Excellency Ansel Hydra."

When Xitana came to her senses, Anser was already standing in front of her. In front of her, a young man wearing a luxurious light black robe, with a holy blue sword hanging from his waist and a black gold staff in his hand, bowed slightly to Anser:

"Conrad Shenghui, on behalf of the Ether Academy and everyone who seeks the truth, welcomes you."

"Shenghui..." Anser raised his eyebrows slightly, "If I remember correctly, Grand Duke Shenghui should still be in his prime."

The energetic young man smiled and said, "Only the head of the family can use the family name as his surname. This is just a common rule, not a written rule."

The current head of every noble family will use the family name as his surname, which symbolizes that the head of the family regards the family's history and glory as his own life. However, although there is indeed no explicit rule, this young man named Conrad is very bold.

After all, in the entire empire, the only ones who completely disregard this rule are probably Hydra and the Emperor.

"Mr. Conrad, you are quite interesting."

Anser chuckled: "It seems that this tour will not be boring."

"Haha, you don't need me then. You won't be bored no matter who is your guide."

Conrad turned sideways, spread his hands towards Anser, and said calmly and confidently: "Because this is a holy place for seekers."

After recovering from her shock, Hitana stood obediently beside Anther, watching his heart and eyes, and forced herself to resist the urge to look around, so as not to embarrass Anther again.

Then, just as she was trying to calm herself down and prepare to play the role of a mature and calm Shitana, the next second she heard a voice behind her that made her eyelids twitch.

"Holy place?"

A cold and indifferent voice sounded behind Ansher and Xitana.

"You mean the hell of the vulgar who control the outflow of books, build academic barriers, restrict the flow of resources, monopolize the knowledge that warlocks regard as life, and make the whole world stagnant and dead...?"

A spotless white coat, long blue-gray hair tied into a high ponytail, and gray-white glasses with a cold glow on the bridge of her nose.

The only person who possesses these hallmark traits is, of course, the troublesome genius from Babel, Mingflora Zeger.

Ming Furo, who was about the same height as Xitana after putting on gray high heels, raised her chin slightly with an expressionless face and looked down at Conrad Shenghui.

"Are you worthy enough to call yourselves seekers of truth?"

"…Ms. Zeger."

Conrad said with a smile on his face, "Can I judge from what you just said that you are challenging the Ether Court on behalf of the Tower of Babel?"

"Heh, it just happens that what I represent this time is not the Tower of Babel."

She pulled a red envelope from her pocket and threw it toward Conrad.

The blood-red flames symbolizing the feast of flames burned brightly, outlining the image of the resolute, proud and fiery eldest princess.

Conrad's expression changed slightly, and he immediately bowed his head slightly and knelt on one knee to salute. Xitana was confused and had no idea what to do. Just when she was thinking about bowing her head slightly to show her respect, Anser held her chin, smiled and shook his head.

"This is the pass given to me by Her Royal Highness the Grand Princess."

Ming Fuluo said indifferently, and eight floating guns flew out from under her large white coat. From the appearance, they seemed to be completely different from the ones she used during the battle with Xitana:

"In her name, I will come to meet all the geniuses and seekers of the Ether Academy..."

"Exchange and learn from each other."

Standing in the middle, Hitana looked to the left and then to the right, having no idea what was going on. But when she turned her head and saw the very familiar smile on Anther's face, she suddenly realized.

Has this bad guy Anser already started?

Although she was calling him a bad guy in her heart, Hitana was so excited that she wanted to hug Ansher and spin around.

When she thought about this stinky-faced monster being severely tortured by Ansher, the girl could hardly suppress the joy and ecstasy in her heart.

Ming Furo glanced at the three people in front of her. Conrad had a slightly solemn expression, and he was probably secretly contacting the old man in the Ether Institute; Hydra smiled but said nothing... He has been like this since he came back. Three years ago, she could occasionally guess what the other party was thinking, but now she can't tell what Ansher is thinking at all.

As for that degenerate animal who started grinning for no apparent reason and whose brain isn’t quite right… just ignore it.

"Since you are here on behalf of His Highness."

Soon, Conrad showed his previous calm smile: "Then, you are also a guest, Miss Ming Fuluo."

"No guest would beat up the host."

Ming Fuluo walked forward on her own, saying expressionlessly, "Just continue to treat me as your enemy, just like the eighty-six assassinations you planned against me until yesterday."

Xitana was shocked. She only felt angry when she was talking to her, but now as she was watching from the sidelines, she deeply felt Ming Furo's badness... Isn't she even worse at speaking than her!

No, it's not that she wouldn't, she seemed to say that on purpose.

Isn't that even more disgusting!

Xitana, who never realized how disgusting she was in the past, couldn't help but fall into deep thought as she watched Ming Furo's performance.

Anser, at that time... I wouldn't have endured it so hard.

"Xitana?" Anser's call brought Xitana back to reality from her wild thoughts. "Let's go. It's time for us to start our tour."

"...Hmm? Oh! Yes, we are here to visit..."

After coming back to her senses, Xitana leaned close to Ansel, but couldn't help looking at Ming Furo who was walking in the front, as if she was the leader. Then she looked at Conrad who had maintained some composure from the beginning until now.

"Anser." The girl whispered in Anser's ear, "Why did that psychopath suddenly come here to cause trouble? And how did she find the support of that eldest princess?"

"This kind of thing..." Anser said leisurely with a chuckle: "Who knows."

He was just a visitor who was invited to the Ether Institute, and he did not take the initiative to visit the Ether Institute, so the affairs of the Ether Institute had nothing to do with him.

Ming Furo had clearly found Ivora as her backer and came to cause trouble. Everyone knew the deep hatred between this genius lady and the Ether Academy, so it was natural for her to come and challenge him, and it had nothing to do with Anser.

But why at this time?

That is of course a coincidence, otherwise could it have been planned by Ansir Hydra who had just returned to the imperial capital?

——Anyway, in the eyes of outsiders, everything is like this.

"The first floor of Yggdrasil is the foundation of the entire Warlock Tower."

Conrad led Anser on the way and said with a smile, "As for the foundation, the founding element of this layer, apart from ether, there can be no other elements."

After entering the first floor of the Warlock Tower named Yggdrasil, Anther and Xitana first entered a wide hall leading to six directions. There was no one else in the hall, and it seemed that they had prepared in advance for Anther's visit. The next generation of the Holy Light Grand Duke continued to explain to Anther in an orderly manner: "From here, in each direction--"

"waste time."

Ming Fuluo interrupted Conrad and said, "As I expected, you would waste nearly two-thirds of your time on these meaningless things. Your original intention was to show your 'power' to Hydra in order to gain his favor, but you wasted every minute that could be used for research just to show your so-called elegance and style."

"You don't think," she said expressionlessly, looking at Conrad, whose smile was fading, "that Hydra would be very interested in these things."

"Actually."

Anser shrugged: "I'm still quite interested."

"..." Ming Furo originally had an expressionless and cold face, but even though she looked so cold, her expression seemed to become even worse because of Ansher's words and the position revealed in these words.

"Mr. Conrad, let's continue. You don't have to pay too much attention to what Miss Ming Fuluo says before the sparring session, right?"

On this basis, Anser said this to Conrad with a smile, which made Ming Furo, who was ignored every time she saw Anser, look so cold that the coldness in her eyes almost turned into a real sharp blade.

Hai, De, La!