The villain's way to tame the protagonist

"..." The more Xitana listened, the more she frowned. "That sounds really unpleasant."

"Yeah." Anser leaned his elbow on another armrest. He looked at the almost full auction hall through the one-way glass, lowered his eyes and whispered, "It's...unpleasant."

As time passed, the public auction officially began. There were two hosts on the stage. The man was tall and muscular with a handsome appearance; the woman was hot and slender, charming and alluring. Just a few random movements and a few words heated up the atmosphere on the scene.

"Like a rooster and a hen with spotted feathers," Miss Sitana commented.

The first person to be brought onto the stage was a dark-skinned burly man over two meters tall. His limbs were shackled and there was a steel chain around his neck.

"……man?"

Xitana looked at the first "product" put up for auction with some doubt: "Will men... also be captured and sold?"

"Do you think these people buy slaves just for that purpose?"

Anser shook his head: "Xitana, they buy slaves not to satisfy their physical desires, but their psychological needs... What they need is a being that looks many times more perfect than themselves, but can be trampled on by them at will."

"Look at the buyers below, at least half of them are women."

“Okay, that seems to be true.”

"Although the empire has not made any further progress for a long time."

The young Hydra looked indifferently at the upper-class people below who were bidding frantically: "But as far as current productivity is concerned, slaves are no longer needed... add 500 gold coins."

While chatting with Hitana, Anser also took the time to add a large amount of gold coins, directly suppressing his competitors.

Although Xitana didn't understand what Anser was saying, she still asked, "So... they bought slaves just to satisfy those disgusting ideas?"

"In my opinion..." Anser smiled, "it's more like a pathetic hysterical struggle to vent. Um... Marina, come here."

The girl standing beside him came to Anser very obediently, bent down slightly, and listened to the orders of the master she served.

"……okay, I get it."

After answering this, Marina stood behind Ansel again, but lowered her head, and no one knew what she was doing.

Subsequent "goods" were brought to the stage one after another, and without exception, Anser bought them all with an extremely domineering and extravagant attitude.

It was not until the sixth high-quality mature woman was brought to the auction table that a buyer in a private room who had fallen in love with her seemed to become unable to sit still.

"Mr. Faust in Room 6... you are very impressive today."

The person who spoke was a woman with a charming voice: "You bought so many lambs and brought them back. Are you going to build a small paradise in the capital? Can you invite me to go and have fun?"

"Then I probably can't compare to you, Mrs. Horamom. I can't do the feat of torturing and killing eight poor women in different ways in one month." Anser picked up the wine glass and took a sip, responding with a chuckle.

The woman in the box was silent for a moment, then she chuckled and responded, "Horamomm? The wife of the Marquis of Horamomm would come here to buy slaves? Mr. Faust, you are too fanciful."

"It is precisely because of your identity that you are here, isn't it?"

The young Hydra raised his lips slightly. "My father and brother are both extraordinary beings, and I, who have no qualifications, was married to the powerful Marquis Horamom as a tool for marriage. Whether in your original family or in marriage, as an ordinary person, you have no status at all."

"you--"

"Your father regards you as a disgrace to the family, and your husband regards you as air. How long has it been since you had sex with him? How many more extraordinary concubines has he had? You don't have any children now. Is it because Marquis Horamom is not good enough, or is he too lazy to waste his sperm on you——"

"Bastard! Beast! I'll kill you. I want you dead!"

There were hysterical shouts in the box. Sitana frowned slightly and took a step forward, but was stopped by Ansher.

"Shitana."

The venomous snake swung its tail and slowly showed its poisonous fangs: "Do you know what despair means to such people?"

"...I don't know." Xitana answered honestly, "But I want to smash her mouth right now, she's so noisy."

"The answer is... cold, hard reality."

"Rowling..."

A thick and hoarse voice sounded in Anser's private room.

Shitana was startled and turned around, only to find that in Marina's hand... there was a communication magic crystal.

The crazy woman who had been cursing in the box suddenly fell silent.

It was as if he had been strangled to death in an instant.

"You shameful, suicidal bitch...get back here now!"

The furious roar echoed in the auction hall: "I will break your legs, no... no! I will break your spine, you are just a piece of trash that will only cause me trouble! Now, return to the mansion immediately, and don't make me come to find you, a piece of trash!"

boom!

The door of the private room was suddenly pushed open, and a tall woman with a beautiful face and attractive figure ran out like a dog, crawling and falling several times during the process.

"Look, Sitana."

Hydra withdrew his gaze with satisfaction: "This is why I don't like to use violence to make people submit."

"——Because it is so kind to them. It is a grace and a relief."

"Of course there is only one best way to punish someone."

Anser leaned back in his chair, half-closed his eyes and said, "That is to let them live in the hell they created... Well, I hope I didn't make you think of anything bad, Xitana."

"An, Lord Anser."

In the communication magic crystal, the voice that was extremely furious just now, wishing to tear the woman apart alive, now became extremely panicked and humble: "That bitch will definitely make her pay the price for her offense to you, I will definitely..."

"Don't be so nervous, Your Excellency the Marquis. It's not you who made the mistake. I don't take your wife's offensive words to heart."

"Madam? No, no, no... How could she be my wife? You are really joking."

"Oh? That's the daughter of Marquis Lakaan. Then there's no need for you to apologize for what a stranger said."

"Marquis Lakaan certainly wouldn't think he had given birth to this daughter."

"Then, they don't exist in this world anymore."

Anser laughed: "That's good. How come I am hearing words from a different world than mine?"

"Yes, that's right, Lord Anser, I understand."

"Haha, I wish you a happy married life in the next few days, Your Excellency the Marquis."

After the call was disconnected, Anser stretched himself, turned to look at Marina, and said softly, "Well done, Marina, you were able to contact Marquis Horamom so quickly."

"After arriving at the imperial capital, my communication magic crystal has stored the contact information of all nobles with titles above earl, so it is not difficult to find them."

Marina bowed slightly to Anser: "It would be best if I could help you."

"Ha, that foul-mouthed rotten woman." Xitana laughed happily, "She deserves it! And... Anser, did she really torture eight women to death in one month?"

Anser looked up at Xitana, tapped his temple, and said nothing more.

Miss Wolf was aware that Anser had gotten the news from a certain memory, and immediately felt that the bastard got it right.

Obviously... she couldn't imagine what kind of tragic and horrifying things a former noble lady, who was very likely to have her spine broken by her husband, then abandoned, and expelled from the family, would experience.

Marina knew, but she didn't care, because as Anser said, this was just a hell that the woman had created for herself.

On the contrary, Anser actually cares a lot, otherwise he would not let Marina contact Marquis Horamom. Although this kind of cruelty is insignificant to him, the important thing is...

In his eyes, an extremely huge hell was reflected.

The extraordinary people despise ordinary people. Ordinary people create slaves to divert this absolute crushing of the class, and rely on the resources and authority given by the extraordinary people.

And the extraordinary people who seem to be high above and in control of everything... are actually slaves of the silent and terrifying existence in a higher dimension.

So funny, so absurd, so hateful, so despairing... Hell.

And when I think that in this huge hell, there are people trying to create a hell similar to this...

The unhappiness and disgust in Ansel's heart were so intense and vivid.

However, three years ago he would have destroyed everything as he wished, but now he has realized that there is no point in destroying this tiny hell, because it will not be destroyed as long as the eternal and huge hell exists for even one day.

"What's wrong? Continue the auction."

In the private room, the pleasant voice of a young man came out again: "Everyone, compete fairly, take your time."

Inside the box, Hydra looked down at the buyers with different expressions with a smile, but there was no joy in her eyes.

You are not kind, and you are not saving, Anser.

The so-called punishment brought down and the massacres that had been unleashed were only to please oneself.

——He told himself so.

As the title says, I am physically exhausted and mentally stressed. There is a lot to write in the second volume, and I am worried that I will make the same mistakes as in the first volume. Sometimes I think that I can just follow the pattern of the first volume and rewrite it with a twist, writing about the daily life of the dog and making the image of Luo a little more stereotyped, so that people will definitely read this volume.

But I think as an author, especially one who has achieved success with everyone's support, I should try to create newer and better stories. After all, Mo Shui was a reader before I became an author, so I know how much people hate spamming and repetitive routines, and therefore I try to ensure that the daily updates are solid and meaningful to the plot and character development.

At the end of the last volume, I said that the focus of this volume would be more on Anser, and the story involving Anser is not as simple as the first volume, where it is just about catching the dog TJ. More characters, more plots, I try hard every day to think about how to make these plots interesting enough, and also to prevent the characters of the previous volume from being abandoned after writing.

As a newcomer, I really feel the pressure that those authors revealed when they updated. It's not creative, but psychological, so I need to have a good rest for a day and continue tomorrow.

As for the slightly lengthy, complicated and even boring plot, the quality may be a bit low, but I can assure you that this volume must be as exciting as the first volume. I have already made very detailed plans for what Ming Fuluo and Ansher mean to each other, what they think, and the character creation and changes. Although Luo, the stubborn character, is still very unpleasant now, everyone will definitely like her as much as they like dogs, and her first official change in attitude towards Ansher will come soon.

In short, I want to write stories that are more exciting than the last. Perhaps this unrealistic ambition may exceed my ability and ruin my previous efforts, but I think it is more meaningful than filling them with bland content like a job every day, using the same approach over and over again, and finally falling into mediocrity, boredom and worthlessness.

Finally, thank you all for listening to me for so long. Mo Shui will try my best to adjust my mentality and maintain the quality of the follow-up. See you tomorrow.

Chapter 7: What the Snake Sees Cannot Be Disobeyed (K)

The hyena in the luxurious room slowly exhaled a puff of cigar smoke, and his scarred face looked a little hideous in the mist.

"What did Marquis Noel say?" His voice was low and hoarse.

"…He, he refused your request for a meal."

"..." The man exhaled smoke again and said indifferently: "Which other marquis can be contacted in the imperial capital now?"

His men swallowed and said, "It's...it's gone. We've contacted everyone we could."

"Where are the extraordinary ones?" asked the hyena expressionlessly.

"There was no response from the Ether Institute. The Tower of Babel expressed its unwillingness to participate. The Alchemy Association simply ignored the messenger. The Zero Point Explorers were willing to help, but only in terms of combat, and the price they were asking for was... very high."

"Is the imperial capital a place where you can stand firm just by fighting?"

The man who had embezzled most of the black market with the support of Grand Duke Shenghui sneered, "All adventurers are wild dogs who want to make a quick buck and leave. What about other forces and individuals?"

"Some could not be contacted, some said they would wait and see for a while, and no one was willing to express their views..."

The impact of the fall of Grand Duke Shenghui was no longer as simple as a violent storm for the hyenas, but a howling hurricane mixed with blazing white and violent thunder.

If he had been just a little bit slower, the outcome would have been a complete destruction.

After learning that Grand Duke Shenghui was finished, he almost immediately began to mobilize his connections, trying to contact every influential person or force in the entire imperial capital, but the result...

Some people are unwilling to get involved in this mess, some look down on the black market, some just want to make some extra money during the black market reshuffle, or some don’t respond immediately... In short, no one is willing to stand up for Hyena at the moment.

“Wait and see…”

The hyena took a deep drag on his cigar and chuckled creepily, "Do you want to see what I can do, or do you want to wait until I'm half crippled before you put the chain on me?"

He leaned back slightly, leaning against the soft chair. After a few seconds of silence, he waved his hand and said, "Let's do this for now. Tell those bastards who are waiting and waiting and have ambiguous attitudes to send some food first to fill their stomachs."

As an opportunist, the hyena knew that the greedy beasts would never be satisfied, but it was precisely because they were unsatisfied that they gave him the opportunity.

He exhaled the smoke slowly. "Lorcan, contact our old friend in the West and tell him we want to get new goods. There is no gender requirement. We only ask for good quality and fast delivery. You can pay more."

Under the threat of the massacre three years ago, there was a long vacancy in the slave market in the black street and even in the imperial capital. The "sheep farm" reopened by Hyena half a year ago made a lot of money because of this vacancy. Although it later prompted many jealous and daring guys to return to their old business, Hyena had already taken advantage of this to control the most important market.

The arrival of Hydra had forced him to temporarily close his slave market for a period of time, but as Grand Duke Shenghui gained the emperor's favor and took the lead in the research and development of mechanical equipment, his greedy nature overwhelmed his caution - because only he knew how much profit this business had brought him.

Once Grand Duke Shenghui died, in order to maintain his own power, no matter how afraid he was of Hydra, he could not cut off this source of funds.

Just as the hyena was thinking about how to maintain the situation, there was an urgent knock on the door.

"Come in."

A subordinate with a bad look on his face pushed the door open and said anxiously, "Boss, something happened at the sheep farm! It seems like someone is causing trouble!"

The cigar between Hyena's fingers was broken. He stared at the person in front of him and said word by word: "Speak clearly... "

"He was able to contact the Marquis of Horamom, and soon he crippled Horamom's wife during the bidding. Then no one dared to bid against him, so he bought all the slaves at the lowest price. He must have come here to mess things up!"

The man took a deep breath, and the cruelty in his words made the person reporting it shudder: "I remember I said that during this period of time, we will strengthen the review."