The villain's way to tame the protagonist

"Or do you think that after the Great Princess ascends the throne, she will not use the weapons we made to massacre the people on the other side of the Tiantu Mountains? What is the difference between the people on that side and those who will die in the upcoming war?"

At this point, she repeated what she had just said:

"This is the reality. I thought you were all prepared."

Everyone looked blankly at the young girl standing there, at this outstanding genius whom they knew, recognized, and praised, the leader of the Tower of Babel.

——But it was like looking at a strange monster.

She clearly said... as if there was nothing wrong, but the indifference in her words made everyone shudder.

"...Ming Fuluo."

Hendrick looked at her with strange eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "Reality is indeed so cruel, but why..."

"But why are you so cruel?"

“Is it cruel to just not put energy and time into meaningless confession and hesitation?”

Ming Fuluo frowned slightly: "Can my confession change their fate of death? On the one hand, they make weapons that kill lives, on the other hand, they criticize themselves with guilt, and on the other hand, they enjoy the benefits brought by making weapons... Do you think this is interesting?"

"listen."

The woman didn't care about the increasingly cold and isolated atmosphere around her. She just said expressionlessly, "I acknowledge the weight of life, but that's not a reason for me to do meaningless things. Now that I'm standing on the piles of corpses, there's no reason to stop climbing just because I'll step on more corpses."

"If we stop here, then what was the purpose of all the killings we committed before?"

Ming Furo looked at these fourth- and fifth-level colleagues and elders who were famous in the academic and sorcerer circles and also had outstanding talents. Seeing them either silent, disappointed, or distant, she suddenly didn't want to talk anymore.

She missed that person a little, missed that friend who always shared the same ideals as hers before he betrayed her.

"I seem to have said something that doesn't make any sense."

Finally, Ming Fuluo said:

"After all, we didn't have a choice."

Having said this, she turned around and prepared to leave the office.

But she never expected that the moment she opened the door, she saw the person she least wanted to see.

"My instinct tells me—"

Young Hydra stood at the door and smiled at Ming Fuluo:

"My friend needs my help."

Chapter 1: Snake's Perfect Partner (W)

What kind of person is Mingflora Zeger?

In the eyes of outsiders, she is a paranoid lunatic, an arrogant genius, and a cold and indifferent machine.

In Anser's eyes, Ming Furo, or the current Ming Furo, possesses a non-divine divinity.

She is not without emotions, but she can put them aside and remain unaffected whenever necessary.

It was just like before, Ming Furo was not indifferent to life. As she said, she had a very clear understanding of the weight of life, but she could still say such cold and cruel words.

Just because, there is no point.

Not all the scholars at the Tower of Babel were indecisive and hesitant, but what makes us human is that our emotions are always out of control.

Just as Hitana briefly shattered fate, just as Anther was captured by his own prisoner.

But in Anser's eyes, Ming Furo is a real monster and "god" who can perfectly control all his thoughts and emotions.

The way of thinking that he used in the Red Frost Territory to fight against fate was largely borrowed from Ming Furo.

Because long before trying to tame Ming Furo, Anser had already had a similar idea, but he could never find a way to realize it. And it was after observing Ming Furo a lot that Anser really found his own way to fight against fate.

But from now on, that method is not comprehensive enough, because the pressure Ming Furo is under cannot be compared with the pressure Ansher is under.

At most, she would become absolutely cold-blooded in her constant rational analysis, but Anser would completely obliterate himself under the heavy stranglehold of fate.

However, it is undeniable that Ming Fuluo has the same ability of rational thinking as Ansel, and all her rationality serves only one thing - that is to realize the ideal in her heart.

This is also why Anser failed three years ago.

Because at that time, he thought he had shown the talent and charm that could impress Ming Fuluo, and he thought Ming Fuluo would put her ideals below his own, and he thought...

He thought that he had developed a deep enough relationship with her - not love, but the relationship between two seekers who shared the same desire for a certain idea.

Later, Anser realized the reason for his failure: at this stage, Mingflora Zeger would ignore or even be hostile to anything that prevented her from achieving her ideals and great achievements, no matter what kind of talent, what kind of relationship, or what kind of emotion.

The way fate made her a hero was to collapse and destroy the Tower of Babel, forcing her into exile, where she had to rediscover her humanity in this vast world and recognize what her ideals really were.

Finally, he personally opened up an unparalleled great era.

This is Ming Furo, a character whose flaws are the exact opposite of Xitana, smart and rational to the point of also becoming a "flaw", a paranoid who has yet to become a hero.

At this moment, she stared at Anser standing at the door for three full seconds, then she was about to leave without saying a word, and then -

"Duang~"

Ming Furo made some modifications to this puppet, and for many reasons, reduced its height a lot, so now she bumped headfirst into the tall, firm, elastic and soft thing that suddenly appeared in front of her.

"Do you have any quality?"

Xitana, who blocked Ming Fuluo's way, grinned slightly: "Anser came to see you, and you want to leave without even saying hello?"

The unusual movement at the door attracted the attention of the Babel Tower executives in the office. Hendrick was the first to notice Anser, who was wearing a calm black trench coat with gold patterns, and hurriedly went to greet him.

"Sir Anser! We didn't know you were coming to the Tower of Babel. We are so sorry that we didn't greet you..."

Ansher looked at the man in front of him, who looked a little tired but still tried to appear respectful. There was amusement in his eyes that Hendrick could not detect.

After years of hard work and careful dealings... He had to carefully deal with the endless threats from the Ether Court, and at the same time, he had to work for the moody Ivora. A fifth-level warlock, a person who stood at the top of the extraordinary realm and could live a perfect life anywhere, turned out to be an unqualified politician. Apart from the temperament accumulated over a long period of time, how could he still look like a scholar?

Hendrik Lundell, you are so... pathetic.

"There's no need to be so nervous." Anser said something completely different from what he was thinking, and his smile was refreshing. "I have read many of your works, Mr. Rondell. "On Material Elements", "More Possibilities of Advancement to the Sixth Stage of the Road to Heaven"..."

"...Sir Anser."

Hendrick, oppressed by Ivora's suffocating rage and hurt by Ming Furo's cold and cruel words, felt a surge of complex and unspeakable emotions in his heart.

Respect and recognition, these are not lacking in Hendrick's life.

But he had always been regarded as a tool or even a servant by the eldest princess Ivola, and he could not believe that he could get these from someone of the same status as that prince.

Especially a top scholar like him, who knows better than most people in the world how terrifying the so-called "Gods" are, and knows even more how... incredible it is that a person like Anser appears among that group of monsters.

"Thank you very much for your recognition, Lord Anser."

Hendrick took a deep breath and looked more natural and gentle: "It is worth celebrating to get your recognition."

"But now is not the time to celebrate, is it?" Anser raised his eyebrows slightly, "Ivora should have told you the bad news."

Hendrick's expression froze for a moment, then he smiled bitterly and replied, "It seems that you must know it too."

"Of course." Anser answered naturally, "Because this matter was caused by me."

Except for Ming Furo who was stopped by Xitana, everyone was stunned.

"It was me who suggested that the Ether Court fight against you."

This young Hydra, who has a good reputation in the Imperial Capital and even the entire Empire, said very frankly: "Because I am indeed very curious about the alchemical weapon called the Armor, and at this level, I think the only ones who can fight against the Ether Academy are you from the Tower of Babel."

"We are not an arsenal that produces weapons, Hydra, recognize that."

Ming Furo, who had no way to leave, could only turn to Ansher. Ansher was trying to misinterpret the value of the Tower of Babel's existence with seemingly gentle words, but she tore off the disguise of this venomous snake with an expressionless face.

——Ming Fuluo’s abnormality was clearly revealed here.

Ming Fuluo's disrespectful attitude towards Anser is completely different from that of Xitana in the past. The latter is due to blind short-sightedness and bad character, while the former... is because she once knew Anser very well, and now she knows Anser very well.

She knew that Anser didn't care about her attitude towards him, but was happy to engage in verbal and mental battles with her. So Ming Fuluo never concealed her current dislike for Anser, except on certain occasions.

The essence of this is that Ming Fuluo knows better than anyone that she will not be threatened by Anser because of this attitude. Otherwise, she will choose to adopt the same tolerant attitude as when facing Ivora.

This is also a kind of bullying, so it is normal for her to be disliked. However, her "disrespect" is still maintained at a certain bottom line, at least ten times stronger than Xitana who wanted to pin Anser to the ground and beat him up at the beginning.

"Ms. Zeg." Hendrick's eyes became sharp, and his tone lost the gentleness that he usually had as an elder. "Be respectful to Lord Anser!"

"No, no, no...it doesn't have to be like this."

Anser smiled nonchalantly: "I just said something out of turn. It is indeed a bit rude to compare scholars to the instigators of violence."

"I believe that you did not intend to manufacture weapons, because I know your Highness's character very well."

The young Hydra sighed: "You guys... probably have no choice."

This sentence seemed to express the pain in the hearts of most of the high-level officials of the Tower of Babel present. Some scholars were trapped by conscience and morality, and some scholars did not want their paths to be bound by such mundane things. Regardless of the idea, their thinking was the same - that is, no one wanted to develop alchemical weapons endlessly and waste their wisdom and time on such meaningless things.

Ming Furo remained silent at this moment. She could of course choose to expose Hydra's lies, such as the idea of ​​the mechanical suit was entirely his, or she could bluntly say that he actually didn't care about what the Tower of Babel was like... because Anser must have come here with a conspiracy. In theory, the best choice is of course to make him lose the possibility of gaining a foothold as soon as possible.

But when Ansel walked into the office and spoke the first words to Hendrick, the rhythm of the entire conversation and the direction of all the words were controlled by this devil.

No matter how much she talked, she would only receive more criticism or even anger from Hendrick. Of course, this was not the reason why she kept silent. She simply knew that... there was no point in doing so.

So Ming Fuluo began to think, and began to dissect the expression and words of the traitor, the poisonous snake, trying to find the answers she needed from the clues of information.

"Then... Lord Anser, if your purpose in proposing that we fight the Aether Institute is out of curiosity about the mechanical suits--"

Hendrick weighed his words carefully: "So, you have come to the Tower of Babel now to..."

Although the Tower of Babel was composed almost entirely of scholars, the word "scholar" does not mean being rigid, inflexible, or unsympathetic. Although Hendrick was moved by Anther's words, that was all. Although these scholars were slightly moved by Anther's words, they did not bow down to him.

Not only Ming Furo, some of them also realized that Anser came with a secret and purpose, but... only Ming Furo thought it was a conspiracy.

They looked at Anser with a little caution, but with some unspeakable expectations in their hearts.

"Because I think you need help."

Facing the scholars' gazes, Anser said without hesitation: "To be honest, if I just let the Ether Institute fight you fairly, I would not intervene. But now... I don't know if you understand that the Ether Institute has the full support of His Majesty, and the resources they can get are beyond your imagination."

"Your Majesty's full support?!"

Someone in the office screamed, but no one paid any attention to his behavior because most people could no longer control themselves.

In Ivora's impatience and anger, some people had guessed that they were facing a frustrating combination of the Ether Institute and the Emperor. But even so, they just thought that the Emperor was simply standing up for the Ether Institute and didn't need to seriously use resources to fight against the eldest princess... After all, how could an emperor be so self-centered? That's why they started arguing about the war first, instead of being afraid of their enemies.

But now, Anser actually said that the Ether Court had the full support of the emperor?

How could this great being who held the empire in his hands actually fight his own daughter seriously... no, he actually fought her ruthlessly?

"At the court meeting, His Highness went a little too far in his provocation of His Majesty."

When everyone was panicking, Anser's voice sounded at the right time, as if answering their doubts: "I was a step late. Although I tried to ease the situation, I still couldn't stop it completely. This is... another reason why I proposed the fight."

The kind and tolerant young Hydra looked around at the poor scholars and said with great regret: "At least, this will give you, who are regarded as subordinates of the Grand Princess by His Majesty, a chance to compete."

At this point, Anser had made his point very clear.

Ivora had a fierce conflict with the emperor at the court meeting. As the absolute controller of the empire, the emperor, who is now gradually going crazy and having an increasingly narrow mind, is furious and it is not impossible that he will directly destroy the power built by Ivora - after all, in Anser's description, she had mobilized all resources to crush her own daughter.

As the most powerful organization under Ivora and a rival to giants like the Aether Institute, if the emperor really gets furious, Babel will definitely be the first to bear the brunt.

The situation has improved somewhat thanks to Anser's mediation, and as Anser said, they now have an opportunity that can barely be considered "competitive."

There was dead silence in the office.

After learning the whole story, all the scholars' hearts sank to the bottom.

Not only do they have to face the vicious situation of the powerful weapons they created that will slaughter many lives, but now they have to continue doing this immoral and meaningless thing knowing that they have no chance of winning.

As for why they were not completely desperate, it was only because—

"terribly sorry."

The young Hydra, who arrived at the office door right after the eldest princess left, said apologetically, "I didn't expect that His Majesty would change the method I originally proposed of a death row gladiatorial contest into a large-scale war between the two territories. I also didn't expect that His Majesty would be so... serious about the eldest princess."

He shook his head helplessly: "This matter started with me, and it has become a situation that I can't control, so I think I have to do something."

"No, Lord Anser."

Hendrick immediately said, "How can this be your problem! It's normal for you to be curious about the strength of the alchemical weapons made by the Ether Institute. If we were just using death row prisoners as experiments, we wouldn't have any scruples. This is..."

He opened his mouth and finally fell silent.

Who was responsible for this? Who else could it be except the equally tyrannical, cruel, and even insane mother and daughter, the princess who treated them as tools, and the narrow-minded and foolish emperor?

But no one dared to say a word. They could only denounce the two monsters over and over again in their hearts, and no one blamed Anser, even though the incident was really caused entirely by him.

Curious about weapons? Isn't that normal? The Emperor and the Princess were so willful, but Lord Anser just wanted to use the death row prisoners to see the effect of alchemical weapons. How restrained he was!