The villain's way to tame the protagonist

"Ok?"

"I am now a capable leader on my own, right?"

Seeing Xitana with her hands on her hips and her chin slightly raised with pride, Anser couldn't help but say with a smile: "Just barely."

"what?"

Miss Wolf widened her eyes slightly: "Is this just... barely possible?"

"Because currently, the only one who can threaten Mr. Anser is the fifth level." Marina said softly, "So, Xier must at least have the power to fight against the fifth level to be considered as a capable person."

"Level 5... well, the gap is still too big."

Xitana scratched her head: "The gap between extraordinary promotions is really too big, and it becomes more and more exaggerated as time goes by."

"After all, this is the transformation and sublimation of the level of life."

Anser picked up the wine glass beside the chessboard, took a sip of the crystal clear wine, and said with a smile: "The stronger and more advanced you are, the harder it will be to break through. Once you succeed, it will naturally be a world-shaking change."

These words immediately reminded Hitana of the secret of the Old Gods, and the girl, who had been smiling just now, suddenly looked sad.

She squatted beside Anser, gently tugged at his sleeve, and looked up at Anser:

"Anser, what are you going to do in the future?"

"Ok?"

“That’s right, it’s the problem with the Old Gods.”

The loyal Miss Wolf's heart ached involuntarily when she thought of the scene Flamel had described, of the piece of white paper that was immersed in water and disintegrated and shattered when pulled at random, and of the future that Anser was destined to face.

"If I get promoted, maybe I can solve the problem... That's what the royal family has always thought."

Xitana muttered to herself, her eyes and expression suddenly becoming fierce and violent.

“Why don’t we kill all the other Old Deus and eat them! Maybe we can find—Uuga!”

"What absurd things are you thinking about."

Anser helplessly withdrew his hand that was hitting Xitana's head: "If this problem is so easy to solve, there wouldn't be so many living beings in the world. There would only be four God species fighting endlessly."

"I... I was just thinking about it." Xitana covered her head with an innocent look. "Why can the Emperor gain further possibilities by burning Hydra's 'madness', while you can only be burned, without any choice at all?"

She was quite dissatisfied with this, and obviously thought that Hydra, as the being with the strongest overall strength in theory among the God species, should not fall into such a passive situation.

Anser ruffled Xitana's soft short hair and said, "Don't think about these things on your birthday."

"...Okay." Xitana responded softly, and then said excitedly and expectantly, "Ansel Ansel, what gift have you prepared for me?"

Her usual impatient temper had been tormenting her these days. She asked Anser dozens of times almost every day what he was going to give her. Unfortunately, no matter what means she used, she couldn't pry Anser's mouth open.

"This..."

The smile on Anser's face grew: "Don't worry, you will know soon."

"It hasn't been long, why didn't you tell me!"

The more she was told not to be anxious, the more anxious Shitana became. Her growing anticipation made her heart itch. The girl tossed and turned in bed for the past two nights, curiously and sweetly thinking about what Anser would give her.

"It won't be long, why can't you wait?"

"Ahhhh Anser!"

Marina held her cheeks with her hands and looked at Sitana with a smile. She suddenly went crazy and started to dig into Anther's belly. The kindness and tenderness in her eyes were so obvious.

And when her eyes moved to Anser's face, that kindness and tenderness turned into peace and tranquility.

She could feel that Anser was really happy with everything that Xitana showed... whether it was loyalty or absurdity, obedience or willfulness, Anser would be happy with what Xitana did, and that was the best thing.

Because in this world, perhaps only Hitana can make Mr. Anser feel genuinely happy and comforted. And as long as there is someone who can support Mr. Anser to move forward and not make him feel lonely, Marina will also feel happiness from the bottom of her heart.

But... Madam said that even with Xitana's company, Mr. Anser still felt lonely at a deeper level...

Thinking of this, the girl's expression remained unchanged, her eyes drooped slightly, and she sighed softly in her heart.

There is still too little I can do.

Even though I already had an extremely terrifying guess in my mind, what could I do? Based on my current situation, I would be too ignorant to say that I would share Mr. Anser's burden. If that were true, then talking about "sharing" lightly would be...disdaining the suffering that Mr. Anser had experienced.

Although Xier is loyal and brave, she is too naive. Even now, she still has "enthusiasm" that may be detrimental to Mr. Anser at certain moments, and she cannot stand on the same level as Mr. Anser in terms of ideas.

...Speaking of which, how has Miss Zeger been doing during this period?

Because the lecture incident at the Ether Institute involved Ming Furo, Marina did a very in-depth review - she always believed that there were no coincidences in Anther's plans, and Ming Furo's appearance there, giving that speech, and showing the world the existence of the data system must have been part of Anther's plan.

Although she had no way of knowing what happened between Ansher and Ming Furo three years ago, Marina came up with an answer that was almost the truth based solely on their relationship. So at this time... what she was thinking about was whether the proud Miss Ming Furo Zeger would come.

Her Mr. Anser would not miss such a good opportunity. The birthday party was probably just the beginning. There would be many more things waiting for him that Marina had no way of knowing.

If Miss Zeger still insists on her own opinion under such circumstances... Mr. Anser will probably give up on her.

As Marina was thinking this, she suddenly felt a slight vibration in her pocket. She immediately took out the communication magic crystal and started communicating with the contact party.

"……okay, I get it."

After concisely and quickly ending the conversation, Marina looked up at Anser and said, "Sir Anser, the gift has arrived."

"Gift!"

Xitana jumped up instantly: "My gift? Is it the gift from Anser?"

"It wasn't Mr. Anser, someone else gave it to you, Xi'er." Marina smiled helplessly, "It was that Lord Soren, Mr. Anser."

It sounds incredible that a Grand Duke, one of the Nine Supreme Seats of the Ether Court, would give a gift to a third-order transcendent, but if the protagonist's role is given to Shitana, it is actually quite normal - even though Anser never publicized Shitana's birthday to the public.

"Why?"

The girl was puzzled by this: "Anser didn't tell anyone else that I was going to have a birthday."

"That shows you're somebody, Sitana."

Anser stroked Xitana's cheek and said gently, "Even though you are not yet capable of standing on your own feet to me, to the empire and to this world, you are already a great figure worthy of the strong to humble themselves and the weak to fawn over."

Although most of them were targeting Anser, it was impossible that they had no intention of showing goodwill to Shitana. After all... everyone could see the potential of this disaster beast.

Anser looked at Xitana, who looked a little dazed and obviously had no real feelings about this matter, and chuckled and said, "It's okay, don't be nervous, just accept all these gifts, you deserve it, Xitana."

“…It’s like a dream.”

The girl murmured in a dreamy voice: "Even the Grand Duke will give me a gift, Anser?"

"What's the big deal? Didn't Hydra give you a gift too?" Ansor rubbed her cheeks hard.

When Xitana heard this, she came to her senses instantly: "So what are you going to give me?"

"Why don't you take a look at what Lord Soran has given you first? Not only him, but many people will probably come to give you gifts one after another, and some of them will be surprises."

"I don't care about it."

The girl curled her lips in disdain: "Just pile all the things sent to you, Anser. I don't need them anyway... I just want the gift that Anser gave me!"

She sat on the lawn, resting her head on Anser's thigh, and said boredly, "Why is there still more than an hour before the party starts... I can't wait any longer, Anser, can you knock me out?"

"I have another way to make you faint."

"what!"

Miss Hitana, who was already a veteran in battle, reacted immediately. She punched Anser's thigh in embarrassment and anger. But it seemed that because it was her birthday today, she was particularly courageous. She blushed and said, "You want to knock me out in more than an hour? Even if you are Anser, you can't do that!"

"What?" Mr. Warcraft raised his eyebrows. "I usually restrain myself a little bit. Do you think this is all I can do?"

"You, what are you restraining? Restrain! Is that what you call restraint?"

Xitana hit Anser's waist with her head and said angrily: "Don't talk about this topic again today!"

"Okay, okay, Sitana has the final say."

Anser's hand covered the girl's soft and snowy skin, feeling the warmth.

Birthday...a word that seems a bit distant to Anser.

He hasn't celebrated his birthday since six years ago, and there will be no more such time-wasting things in the rest of his life.

Although Flamel and Enelissa always found ways to celebrate for him, Anser himself never took it seriously.

——Because since that day, Anser no longer thought... that his birth was something worth celebrating.

And these things... were once possible to change, really possible.

If that woman had reached out to him three years ago, he might have chosen to struggle forward, but unfortunately there is no if.

In fact, Ansel did not realize that Furo had much ill will towards him, because he knew better than anyone that he had indeed approached her with malicious intent in the beginning.

I can only blame myself for being too immature at that time. I could neither control my plans and thoughts, nor my mood and emotions.

So to some extent, Ansel was still very grateful to Ming Furo. Ming Furo provided him with tremendous help in an extremely important matter related to fate.

So, in order to repay your help to me, I have also prepared a gift for you, dear Luo.

Chapter 9: Anser's Gift Part (K)

Xitana's birthday party was actually not that luxurious.

She likes to be lively, but she is not the kind of person who insists on making a big fuss. And just as Ansel said, Xitana doesn't have many friends in the imperial capital.

Currently, the only ones present were Anser, Xitana, Marina, the Hydra couple, and Lawrence and Torado who came to join in the fun.

The venue was set up on the open lawn of Hydra Manor. The servants brought over a large amount of kitchen utensils and started cooking on the spot. The bustling scene had little to do with the word "banquet" of that era.

But Xitana likes it very much, and it is precisely because Xitana would like it that Ansher chose to do this.

Young Hydra stood at the bar, preparing drinks for the banquet himself. Flamel stood beside him, looking at the different colored liquors in the luxurious bottles, his eyebrows slightly raised.

As the greatest alchemist of his time, he could tell at a glance that these drinks contained special effects - increased energy, physical strength, and power... This made Mr. Flamel's expression become a little subtle.

I'd better take Annie out tonight. According to the time, the Minghua flowers at the bottom of the Lost Sea should be in bloom, which is just in time.

Flamel looked at Anilisa who was chatting with Xitana, his expression was both warm and sad.

Looking back, he had many more tricks than Ansher. Compared with when he was young, Ansher now can be considered innocent.

It’s not that Flamel was disciplined by Enelisa and became an excellent man with perfect masculine virtues, but as he grew older and his life gradually came to an end, Flamel could not find a woman in this world who could make him feel the vitality of life like Enelisa.

"Arthur..."

Hydra, who was thinking divergently, said to her son with emotion: "Hurry up and find a lover who can make your life more glorious."

"Love is a wonderful thing." The handsome middle-aged man winked at Anser. "It's amazing that the emotion that can transcend blood ties and connect two independent individuals is really amazing."

"I already have, Father."

Anser replied in a calm tone.

"Little Sitana? No no no... She can't."

"..."

The young Hydra paused, raised his head, and stared at his father with half-closed eyes.

"Don't look at me like that." Flamel laughed. "I don't mean to say that little Xitana is bad. She is a very good girl. Your mother and I like her very much. We are also pleased with your love for her."

"But as someone who has been through this, I have to teach you something about love."

The man hooked his arms around Ansel's shoulders, and the latter moved slightly uncomfortably but did not show any obvious resistance.

Flamel didn't care about Anser's little action, and chuckled as he said, "Love can be divided into many kinds. The relationship between you and Xitana is sweet and pure. It is a kind of attachment love that makes people feel at ease. For example... It's like hugging each other in winter and feeling the warmth of each other."

He smiled and patted Anser's shoulder: "It feels good to have a flame beating in your heart, doesn't it?"

Anser didn't say anything. He just looked at Xitana who was chirping in the distance with gentle eyes.

"But this means that Sitana's love cannot reach that aspect."

Flamel followed Ansher's line of sight and looked at the cheerful Hitana not far away. He was very satisfied with this girl from the bitter cold borderland. In Flamel's opinion, her character, ability, and qualifications were all impeccable.

"It's not that Xitana is bad, but it's the limitation of her character... Of course, she loves you and can give you warmth and comfort. But she is not on the same level as you in terms of thought, and you are also very clear about this."

"That's all." Anser replied calmly, "Xitana doesn't need to become what I want her to be. She's fine the way she is now."

"That's why I asked you to look for it again." Flamel answered as if it was a matter of course.