The villain's way to tame the protagonist

"Old Deus, Empire, Transcendents, Mortals... To be honest, I have never gotten to the point where you are. Even now, I only half understand what you are saying."

Anser's smile grew even brighter: "It's okay, I'll teach you, Luo."

"…Thank you, Anser."

A rare smile from the heart appeared on the woman's delicate and cold face:

"You and I are so compatible, so complementary... It's like fate."

The smile on Ansel's face suddenly froze.

"Yes, without you, how much obstacles would the change of the empire and the change of this world encounter? But with you, Anser... with you, everything is different."

Ming Fuluo held Anser's hand and said firmly without any fear:

"You and I are destined to change the empire, change everything, Anser."

"Determined."

"...Anser?"

After calming down from her excited emotions, Ming Furo soon noticed that something was wrong with Ansel. The boy's face was so stiff, trying hard to smile, which made Ming Furo nervous.

"what happened to you?"

"Destined..." Ansher lowered his head slightly so that Ming Furo could not see his expression.

"A Luo."

The young Hydra said softly, "You think I will definitely change the empire and I will be a great help to you, right?"

Ming Fuluo was very worried about Anser's abnormal condition, but she didn't know how to deal with it. She could only respond to Anser's question: "...Yes, isn't this as it should be?"

The woman hesitated for a moment and tried to encourage Anser awkwardly: "You and I, whether in terms of abilities or ideals, are so... consistent and in sync, aren't we?"

"Ideal... hehe... ideal, yes, I also want to change the empire, change this damn thing."

Ansel suddenly laughed. He raised his head again with a smile on his face. The deep light in his sea-blue eyes made Ming Fuluo slightly distracted. She seemed to see at this moment... something extremely dark and strange?

"I will change the empire, A'lo."

He said with great certainty: "There is no doubt about this. The empire will... become better. I promise."

"...but you." Ming Fuluo looked at Ansel's expression and couldn't help asking, "But you look like you've thought of something..."

"I was thinking of something."

Anser suddenly pulled the petite Ming Flora in front of him, held her cheeks with both hands, and pressed his forehead against hers.

"A Luo."

The young Hydra, a thirteen-year-old boy, stared into Ming Furo's eyes.

"Whenever, whatever happens."

"You will definitely... stand on my side, right?"

Ming Furo stared at the pair of clear and bright eyes that were so close to her. The darkness she had just seen seemed to be just an illusion. Now, she only saw in those eyes... worries and weaknesses that she had never seen before, as well as some kind of... compromise?

"…I don't know what you're worried about, Anser."

Ming Fuluo sighed and hugged Anser tightly: "Besides your side, which side can I stand on?"

Anser closed his eyes, as if recalling something, and asked softly, "Will you promise?"

"I promise, Anser."

Ming Fuluo didn't know what Ansel suddenly thought of, but it was not until this moment that she realized it.

It turns out that Anser... is really only thirteen years old.

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Anser always appears in the right place at the right time.

It is precisely because of this that Ming Furo would not regard anything that happened between her and Ansher as a coincidence; it is precisely because of this that she can always remain firm in her original intention in the confusing situation.

But now, no matter how clearly she saw, it was of no use.

Or rather...it was precisely because she saw it too clearly that the ordinary, incidental test broke through her defenses.

Relationship, status.

The difference in relationship between the past and the present, the difference in status between her and Sitana - not because of jealousy, but because of... loss.

“…Anser.”

Ming Fuluo stood up and lowered her head slightly: "What's the matter with you coming here?"

Anser looked at Ming Fuluo for a while, then raised his eyebrows: "From your expression, it seems that you don't welcome me very much."

"No, I just..."

The petite female scholar looked up at Anser, but quickly looked away: "Just thinking about something."

"Then we all know it without having to guess." Anser held up the side of his face, "Is it related to your grandfather? How come you talked about something with Grand Duke Mosu?"

"..." Ming Fuluo was silent for a moment, then shook her head and said, "He said that he couldn't be sure who was the suspect, so he just led me to the Ether Courtyard."

"That's it..."

Anser laughed and said, "In that case, you haven't achieved all your goals, Luo."

"The data system... such a precious thing. In addition to using it to consolidate Babel's position and to show me your value, you also want to use it to exchange for information about Erion's death."

"You have accomplished the first two goals quite well. You attributed all the glory and abilities to me, showing your subordinate status. This also shows that you have a clear understanding of your current position, Luo."

Using such an intimate name, such a casual tone, and words that separated the two of them so clearly, Ming Furo, who lowered her head slightly, subconsciously twitched her fingertips.

"Yes, I know it well, An…ser."

She wanted to say the word "Your Excellency", but her physical instinct was so unwilling to do so - only now did she realize that when she addressed Anser before, was she addressing him with respect or resentment?

At this moment, when the line between the two of them was clear and she really intended to address Anser respectfully, the word "Sir" turned out to be so difficult to utter.

Anser seemed to not care about it at all. Yes, he didn't care at all. He never showed any intentional alienation. He just simply... didn't care.

"The clues are broken again." Anser sighed, "It's really troublesome, isn't it? Didn't our Highness Susilun look for you again?"

"……No."

"Hmm...it should be soon."

After finishing such small talk, the young Hydra leaned back on the sofa and said lazily: "Then let me talk about business. The day after tomorrow is Xitana's birthday. I want to give her a gift, a gift that is perfect enough... I think it is more appropriate for you to make it."

"..."

"What's wrong?" Anser looked at the silent Ming Fuluo and asked with interest, "Don't you want to do it?"

"…No, no, I will do it, Anser."

Ming Fuluo's voice was very light: "Before that, can you answer a question for me?"

"Um……"

Anser stroked his chin: "Can I understand that you are making conditions to me?"

"I--"

"Really?" Young Hydra asked again casually.

The petite female scholar lowered her head and her voice became even softer: "I'm sorry, Anser, I...I didn't."

"That's good." Anser laughed again, "I thought it was just a few days and you forgot where you are now, dear Luo."

Such words, coupled with such a name, are extremely ironic.

"The gift must be perfect. Ask me to pay for all the materials. Just contact Marina. Remember, I want something that absolutely, absolutely, absolutely matches Sitana. Perfect."

"I'm here to arrange this myself, so you should understand how much I value this." Anser said as he took out a blueprint from his arms and put it beside him. "Here are the blueprints. I've explained all the design concepts very clearly. It won't be a problem for you."

"……Yes."

"I believe in your ability, Luo."

Anser said with relief: "The day after tomorrow... Xitana likes to be lively, and you are one of her few acquaintances in the imperial capital."

"So, just show up with your gifts."

“……”Ming Fuluo slowly clenched her fist.

Anser held his chin with one hand and said with a smile: "Don't you want to?"

"No, I'm... honored, Anser."

"That's good. Remember to be there."

"I will."

The young Hydra nodded with satisfaction and just as he stood up to leave, he seemed to suddenly think of something.

He tilted his head slightly, his ocean-blue eyes reflecting the petite figure that had remained unchanged in three years.

"Do you promise?" he asked.

"I--"

The memories of the past were so clear, like thunder splitting her mind, causing the two words she was about to blurt out to become stuck in her throat, unable to be uttered.

Anser just looked at her and smiled: "Forget it, just be there when the time comes, and I... won't make it difficult for you."

As he said this, he left the alchemy workshop with slow and natural steps.

"..."

In the silent workshop, Ming Furo's body trembled slightly.

Even though the matter was so trivial, she couldn't utter those three words again.

Chapter 44: Anser's Gift (Part 1)

"I lost, Mr. Anser."

The white-haired girl in a gorgeous black dress lowered her head slightly and said sincerely: "I am still far, far behind your chess skills."

Anser smiled and took back the chess piece. He reached out and touched Marina's head. "Playing chess is just a form of entertainment after all. Besides, you are already very talented. There is still a lot of time, Marina. Be patient."

"learn by heart."

Marina half-closed her eyes and responded very meekly.

The tender green grass on the lawn swayed in the breeze. The warmth from overhead and the warmth from the sun blended together, making Marina feel a happiness that almost melted her.

How she wished that time could be frozen in this moment forever, a moment that threw off all fatigue and all worries, especially this kind of comfort and tranquility, simply -

"An-ser-!"

The excited shouts coming from the sky shattered the dreamlike warm atmosphere between the boy and girl. They both looked up at the same time, one with helplessness and the other with amusement.

"Catch-hold-me!"

The sound came from a black spot in the sky that was gradually getting bigger. Looking up, Anser could already see a bright smile of extreme delight and freedom on the face of a certain wolf lady.

He smiled and shook his head, moved his chair, turned sideways with his hands stretched forward, and when Shitana, who was falling face down with a big letter "X", saw Anther's action, she immediately turned over, curled up her long legs, and curled up into a ball, falling into Anther's arms with incredible precision.

She fell from an unknown height of several meters, but when she touched Anser's arm, she was as light as cotton and did not bring any impact at all.

"Is it fun?"

Ansel looked at Hitana, who had opened her eyes with bright eyes, and his already happy mood relaxed even more.

"It's fun!" Xitana smiled and put her arms around Anser's neck. "It feels so good! So this is what it feels like to fall from the sky... Well, I should not let Mr. Torado cast that kind of spell on me. At most, it will be enough to ensure that I don't die. There is no impact force when I land, and I always feel like something is missing."

She had just jumped from the Noton, which was floating ten thousand meters above the empire, and experienced high-altitude bungee jumping. The Demon Chief Torado had cast a spell on Hitana. As long as she touched any object, the spell would be activated, instantly erasing all the kinetic energy in Hitana's body, ensuring that she could have a safe and enjoyable time.

Anser laughed dumbly: "Who would bleed on their birthday? Don't develop any weird habit of liking to get hurt, Xitana."

"I...I don't have that kind of hobby."

Shitana's face inexplicably turned red, her eyes wandered, and she subconsciously touched the collar around her neck.

Right, to that extent, and it’s not really an injury. I don’t have such a weird hobby.

The girl coughed lightly to dispel the messy thoughts in her mind, jumped off Anser's thigh, and said in a very proud manner:

"Anser!"