The villain's way to tame the protagonist

Ansher held Ming Fuluo's waist and spoke in a slightly serious tone.

"Why do you think you don't need to reconcile with your parents?"

The woman's hand on Anser's shoulder subconsciously exerted force. She was silent for a moment, then said expressionlessly: "Are you concerned about me? Concerned about someone who is about to be sent into the abyss of rationality by you?"

Anser just smiled and said, "Maybe this is another method of mine?"

"… In the past, I would have thought so, but now—"

Ming Fuluo was silent for a moment, then said:

"I won't reconcile with them. First, it's unnecessary, and second... it will only cause more trouble."

"trouble?"

"Do you know why Grandpa failed, Anser?"

"Because of betrayal?"

"No, because he is unwilling to make sacrifices, he is only willing to sacrifice himself." The woman sitting astride Ansel's arms said calmly, but no matter how calm her tone was, it could not hide the sadness.

"He was not disheartened by the betrayal of his father, mother, and many students. He chose to stop because he realized that if he continued his research, it would bring irreversible disasters to the people around him."

At some point, Ming Furo's hands had already wrapped around Ansel's neck, as if she was seeking some support, passively getting close to something that could make her feel safe.

"He was unwilling to sacrifice, so he failed and died with nothing."

"So, you can make sacrifices."

"I can, you see."

She raised her head slightly and looked at Anser, her purple eyes were cold.

"Sacrifice...everything."

Young Hydra whispered this resolution which was so familiar to him.

"Yes, sacrifice everything." Ming Fuluo answered without hesitation.

Then, there was a long silence.

Anser gently stroked Ming Fuluo's waist and hips for a long time, and couldn't help but chuckled and said, "You and I really get along well, Luo. I've changed my mind... Perhaps, letting you reconcile with your parents and then forcing you to make sacrifices is a good choice?"

"...You are really disgusting."

"It's just an idea. Who can say whether you will actually do it? Or do you really hate them in your heart——"

"enough!"

Ming Fuluo suddenly interrupted Ansher loudly.

The small, white hands held Ansel's cheeks, forcing him to look down at her. She looked at that cute face, but under the indifferent expression and mature temperament, it was particularly sinful and tempting.

There was a rare bit of...unbearable restlessness on this face.

"Do you have to..." She lowered her head and bit Ansel's shoulder, "Do you have to say these words at this time?"

Anser Hydra.

My former friend.

A demon that wants to destroy itself.

But he stood on her side, and at this moment... he cared about her and her parents, and cared about... her life.

Is this false? This should be false, Ming Fuluo knew it very well.

But she needs it.

Even if this concern is false, Mingflora Zeger, who is called a monster by her father and no longer limits herself with reason, also needs it.

Because no one can truly touch her heart like Ansel, say what she wants to say, and know what she needs most.

The desire ignited by the double touch, the instinct that is no longer blocked by reason, and... beneath these layers, there is an indescribable heat.

And... I was abandoned by myself, and I also abandoned my parents.

All this made Ming Fuluo feel that she should indulge herself for once, otherwise, these complicated and distracting thoughts would affect her work efficiency the next day.

"Don't make me think about that anymore, Anser."

She hugged Anser's neck and whispered in his ear:

"Just this once."

"Break me."

Hydra gently held the back of her head and pulled the puppet towards him. "It's a troublesome request, but I promise you, my dear A'Luo."

As he said this, he felt the restlessness in his arms, and he was also clearly aware of the changes in Ming Furo's heart.

At this point, he finally saw that fate had turned the tables on him.

You're planning to use the same trick you used on Xitana again? You're really a thorough pragmatist, but -

Hydra was kissing that slender neck and feeling his own neck being licked at the same time. Although he was doing such passionate actions, there was only coldness in his eyes.

Ming Fuluo, who puts her ideals above everything else, can't possibly fall in love with me, and...

You underestimated my cruelty.

Chapter 36: Such a twisted snake and puppet

It is not easy to forget worries.

And most of the time, Ming Furo would not choose to forget her troubles, but would keep them in mind as a warning.

But...why would she want to forget what happened today?

Is it because these worries are really just worries, and are meaningless except for adding to anger?

No, it shouldn't be.

Her parents’ betrayal, her grandfather’s choice…there were so many other things she should have considered, so why would she willingly fall into the hazy and chaotic feeling and forget them all?

Is it just because, even though she is as rational as she is, she really doesn't want to think back to that gray childhood and doesn't want those pale memories to emerge in her mind again?

That's not right. I won't choose to throw away those troubles simply for the sake of escape, and I will never choose such an absurd... method.

"Dear Miss Ming Fuluo, you have to understand one thing."

Ansher gently stroked the puppet's trembling waist and his eyes fell on Ming Furo who was lying on the puppet's back.

The cool and slightly petite female scholar and her puppet are now in a... back-to-back position.

The puppet was bent over, with its hands on the back of the sofa, and Ming Furo was lying on the puppet's back, with a surprising proportion and a slightly sensual look, her legs wrapped in black transparent tights, resting on Anser's shoulders - of course, Anser did not take any direct action against Ming Furo herself.

"You try your best to put on this cold and even disgusted expression, but it actually can't affect my mood at all. In fact, because of your beautiful eyes covered with mist and the redness on the surface of your skin, it will even make me more... cruel."

The puppet with lifeless eyes clung tightly to the back of the sofa due to its designed body instinct. On its expressionless face, its lips opened unconsciously and strands of silver saliva dripped from the corners of its lips.

Ming Furo, who was lying on the back of the puppet, bit her lips tightly and stretched out her arms to cover her eyes, but her waist was arched high because of the extremely honest empathy. Her slender legs were wrapped around Ansher's neck, and her pantyhose rubbed against Hydra's neck and face, giving her a delicate and silky touch.

A weak gasp came from her small pink lips. Ming Fuluo clenched her fists and was still wondering why she made such a choice.

Because...Ansel's request, I couldn't refuse it.

Because I need to maintain my emotions, so instead of continuing to resist uselessly like before, I should choose...

Enjoy, enjoy it?

Ming Fuluo Zeger, high and mighty, with extraordinary talent and intelligence, is a peerless genius who will surely have the opportunity to reach the fifth level in the future.

She was petite and cold in front of others, and she would never look at anyone kindly. But at this moment, she was connecting her senses with her puppet, using her legs wrapped in black pantyhose to tightly wrap around the traitor and enemy in her eyes.

The huge wave of pleasure bombarded her mind endlessly. She was able to survive after being given that potion, so... she shouldn't be in such a miserable state.

But in reality, if she put down her best weapon and removed the iron wall called reason, she seemed to be really... helpless about it.

“Anser…you—!”

Ming Fuluo, who was still covering her eyes with her arms, suddenly choked up in her throat. Her short and tiny scream was suppressed as she shouted, but her ten tightly curled up round toes still showed her miserable state of defeat.

It was obvious that the evil Hydra had no intention of giving Ming Furo time to rest. The special physique of women also allowed them to absorb the feeling of waves higher than the last in the continuous tides.

"...Wait a minute, let me... let me rest..."

"Do you remember what you said at the beginning?"

Anser had never touched Ming Fuluo from the beginning to the end, but the usually indifferent and cold female scholar was now almost subconsciously entangled with it. Anser leaned over and chuckled in her ear, "I have already promised, how can I go back on my word?"

"I... regretted it later."

"I'm sorry, but that's not up to you."

Anser reached out and stroked Ming Furo's lips. This was the first time he took the initiative to touch Ming Furo after getting to the point. Just this tiny movement made Miss Ming Furo, who Anser described as "very sensitive", tremble.

"Exerting too much force is not good." Anser looked at the bright red blood on his fingertips and raised his eyebrows and said, "If it's hard to bear, why should we bear it?"

"Have you...already planned this..."

"Ok?"

"That sentence..." Ming Fuluo's arm moved slightly away, her purple eyes, which were already hazy and a little chaotic, sparkled with watery light, and she stared at Anser with difficulty, "To destroy me, are you also preparing for this moment?"

Only now, looking back at the cruel words that Anser said to her at that time, can she see how heartbreaking they were.

If she does not resist at all, then Anther only needs to set some traps at random, and Ming Furo will desperately become a pawn and tool in Anther's hands at an incredibly terrifying speed - because the Tower of Babel is in Anther's hands, and her ideals are also in Anther's hands. When she really becomes a monster that destroys all her ideals, then she will just be a poor puppet manipulated by the devil at will.

But if she wanted to resist, to fight against the trap that Ansel might set for her at any time, then she had to make sure that she no longer used reason to guard against everything, that she did not let reason become her instinct, and that she had to get back her feelings as much as possible.

And the outcome... is just like this.

No matter what she chose, she could never escape from Ansher's clutches - even if she figured it out, even if she saw it clearly, it would be of no use.

"That's why I say you always get along with me, Luo."

Anser said: "But I have made preparations, not just for this moment."

Taming Mingfuluo is different from taming Xitana, whether it is the difficulty, means, or anything else, they are all very different, so Anser made preparations for both situations.

In other words, if there was no Hitana, Ansor would have no choice but to destroy Mingfuluo.

Moreover, Anser himself did not have high expectations of taming Mingfuluo.

Because Mingflora Zeger is fundamentally different from Sitana.

Xitana is a very "instinctive" person, and because of this, her animal nature is so pure. She does not have any lofty ideals in her heart, and the logic of her actions is basic and simple enough - protect the ones she likes, destroy the ones she hates, and devour the stronger ones, that's all.

Therefore, Anther's taming plan also follows Hitana's instincts, what she loves, what she cares about, what she hates, what she detests, what she needs... After replacing those things with Anther's own corresponding miserable fate, everything is solved.

Moreover, Shitana, who follows her instincts, is more easily affected by the flesh. The desires and restlessness in her body will drive her closer to Ansher, but... Ming Furo is different, or in other words, she is the exact opposite of Shitana.

The first thing an idealist must overcome is the limitations and desires of being a "human being". Those who can sacrifice everything for the metaphysical spirit and beliefs will not be swayed by the reactions of the flesh.

Three years ago, Ansel, who had almost achieved spiritual fusion with Ming Furo, was unable to make her his own, so he naturally did not expect to make Ming Furo surrender by this means now.

But Anser doesn't mind making a compromise on this basis.

His disagreement with Ming Fuluo only occurred at one critical point.

Before that point arrives, they can be considered the closest companions.

But when that point arrives, they will immediately become mortal enemies.

Anser didn't mind giving in. Although betrayal was inevitable, if he could be sure that Ming Fuluo would remain loyal before that point, then it would be considered as completing her taming.

After all...that's what Sitana is like.

The insatiable Beast King will one day turn her madness to Anther, but Anther is sure that Xitana will remain absolutely loyal to him before then, and he will try to find a way to change this.

Xitana is worthy of Anther's doing this. Without her, Anther is not sure what path he would take.

In comparison, Ming Fuluo...

Although the conflict between him and Ming Furo is absolutely impossible to ease, if Ming Furo can do what Xitana does, Ansor will not choose to give up on her.

Because Ming Fuluo also has her value, not just her talent and gifts as a hero, she has extraordinary meaning to Anser.

But obviously, the possibility of such a thing is very small. Ming Furo would never put her ideals below Ansher at any time. She seemed to be loyal to Ansher, but she was only loyal to her own ideals... This had never changed.

“You really are…”

Ming Fuluo gasped for breath and twitched for a moment, then continued in a broken voice mixed with slight sobs: "So you still have... that idea, right?"