The villain's way to tame the protagonist

Ming Fuluo glanced at Xitana and easily read a hint of displeasure on the face of the girl who could not hide her emotions.

What is Anser going to do? Is he just trying to take revenge on me, or...

Ming Furo couldn't come up with an answer, she could only respond to Anther in a low voice, stood up from her seat, saluted to the Hydra couple, and followed Anther and Sitana.

"Anse, Anse, what on earth are we going to do?"

Xitana, who was holding Anser's arm, chirped: "Why don't you let Lina come too?"

"Marina is going to help you with things."

"deal with……"

The girl's expression was startled for a moment, and then changed drastically, like a dog that was inexplicably scolded by its owner, but had no idea what it had done wrong.

"But, but I didn't cause any trouble, why would Lina help me deal with it-"

"These are the gifts piled up like a mountain and given to you by those nobles and extraordinary people."

Anser smiled and rubbed her head. "As Hydra's sworn brother and Hydra's servant, neither you nor she need to pay special attention to those people. But Marina is a delicate and sensitive person. She knows very well that many of these people will turn their attention to the village in the Red Frost Territory to contact your family and friends. That will make things more complicated and may even make it difficult for you... So, these people need to be properly handled, and she doesn't want to cause trouble to you or me because of these trivial matters. Do you understand?"

Xitana nodded, not quite understanding: "I see...Linna is really having a hard time."

She whispered a little embarrassedly: "Compared to Lina, I don't think I have really helped Anser in any way."

Anser laughed and shook his head: "Xitana, do you know where you can help me the most?"

This sentence made Hitana immediately nervous. When it came to her role in Anser and what kind of help she could bring to Anser, the girl would always become extremely nervous.

"I...I don't know either." Sitana said in a low voice.

"You've always stood by my side."

Ming Furo, who was following Ansher and Xitana silently like a pendant, paused and quickly caught up.

Anser did it... on purpose.

Of course he chose this topic and this statement on purpose, and Ming Fuluo should have remained unmoved, but she... couldn't do it.

Because even if Ansel said this on purpose, his feelings for Sitana were real.

It was so real...that she had no room for doubt at all.

The petite female scholar took a deep breath and continued to follow the boy and girl in front of her in silence, acting as a pitiful outsider.

"You...don't say such weird things!"

Xitana's ears turned red at Anser's words: "Be serious, Anser!"

"I'm serious." Anser looked at Xitana strangely, "Or does Xitana not like being around me?"

"I didn't! It's just that—"

When Xitana heard Ansel say that he didn't like being around him, she immediately became anxious, her voice instantly rose, and then she subconsciously glanced at Ming Furo behind her.

"This, this kind of words..." The girl lowered her head slightly and said shyly in Ansel's ear, "Don't say it in front of others, it's so embarrassing!"

Anser laughed happily: "That's because I said too little. It seems that I will have to say such things more often in front of outsiders in the future."

"Anser!"

Ming Furo looked at the tall girl screaming in shame and anger, and then bit Ansel's neck. The playfulness and intimacy between them were so pure and natural, a perfect match.

This is... Anser's purpose, there is no need to be emotional about it.

Reason is the weapon that Ming Furo must not abandon at the moment, but she has to take it back at this moment. Ming Furo doesn't know whether this is one of Ansher's purposes. She only knows that she must keep her emotions as stable as possible.

But the irony is that her rationality, which had always been invincible... at this moment, could not defeat the bullet that had penetrated her defenses and was still lodged in her chest.

——Was she the one who... betrayed Ansher first?

Before solving this problem, any rational thinking of Ming Fuluo will eventually come to this turning point, and then... it will become chaotic and no longer rational.

Moreover, emotions and thoughts that should not appear keep growing, making everything uncontrollable.

An extremely absurd thought even flashed through her mind - if she had not left Anser three years ago, would she be the one standing in Hitana's position now?

This thought made Ming Fuluo's breathing quicken, not because she was excited, but because it was so absurd that it scared her. She couldn't understand why she had such a delusion that shouldn't exist.

This was simply trampling on her previous persistence and self-esteem, making everything she had paid for a joke.

"A Luo." Anser suddenly said, "You can't understand why I have to take you with me?"

"...Yes, Anser."

Ming Fuluo was forced to come back to her senses and answered in a low voice.

"I, I don't understand it either, Anser."

Anser and his party arrived at the gate of the manor and boarded the carriage. Xitana sat down next to Anser and glanced at Ming Fuluo who sat opposite them with lowered eyes. Her lips pursed slightly: "What does this have to do with her... If you have something to do, I can understand, but... at this time today... can't you accommodate me a little?"

"Because Xitana, you need a helper." Anser said leisurely, "In the next event."

"……helper?"

Xitana was stunned: "What are we going to do later?"

"Guess what I prepared for you?"

The girl's smart eyes rolled around: "Anser must have prepared for me, um... activities that I would never have thought of!"

"What's the point of being unexpected?" Anser laughed dumbly, "Since you have to prepare, of course you should prepare your favorite things."

“My favorite…”

Hitana thought hard - in fact, she didn't even know what she liked best, so she had no idea what Anser had prepared.

"It can't be... a fight." The girl asked tentatively.

"almost."

Anser scratched Xitana's chin and said with a smile:

"I have a hunt prepared for you..."

*

The carriage stopped in front of a huge manor.

Rather than calling it a manor, it would be more appropriate to describe it as a "palace complex".

Xitana was shocked: "Where is this, Anser? Is this where the emperor lives?"

"The owner here would like what you said." Anser chuckled, "This is Ivora's residence. She likes this kind of extravagant and luxurious style that can show her status. Just get used to it."

Hitana didn't care much about this. She was now eager to know what Anser meant by "hunting".

Facing the girl's expectant and anxious eyes, Anser looked into the depths of the palace complex and said in a gentle voice, "Ivora has the largest hunting ground in the entire imperial capital. She has raised nine fifth-level monsters in it, and there are countless third- and fourth-level monsters and ferocious beasts."

Just hearing the beginning, Xitana's eyes sparkled. After Anser finished speaking, she jumped up excitedly: "What about the ecology? Has the ecology been restored?"

"Of course, that's what she is."

Anser said meaningfully: "As long as you have a desire, you can even take the world itself into your hands and control it completely."

"You're asking for something from someone, but you're being sarcastic, Anser...are you serious?"

A bright blood flame burned out of thin air, and slender and delicate snow-white legs stepped out of the flame, with 15-centimeter high heels stepping on the ground. Just the feet and legs revealed the strong and fierce aura of its owner.

Princess Ivora walked out of the blood flames, her exaggerated gradient red dress dragging on the ground. She raised her chin slightly and looked down at Anser: "I never agreed to lend my beloved hunting ground to your puppy to play with."

...The relationship between Anser and Ivora had clearly become extremely tense after that game.

Ming Furo looked at the two future gods who were opposing each other, and whispered to herself in confusion: Why does Anser still want to find Ivora?

Only by focusing her mind on thinking about these things could she ignore and numb her chaotic thoughts.

"Yeah, you didn't promise me, but I didn't think about asking for your consent."

Anser replied with a warm smile.

"Are you crazy?" Ivora sneered disdainfully. "Why? After your little dog became so popular, you think that she alone can fight against me in terms of strength?"

Xitana's eyes instantly became sharp and dangerous. Even Ming Fuluo could feel the fierce aura emanating from her. The usually rational female scholar couldn't help but be in a trance.

She... doesn't she know what she's doing? Even if she's Anser's covenant head, she's facing that Ivora, an existence equal to Anser. Even so, Xitana, you'll... show your fangs?

"Tsk, hold on to your dog, Anser."

Ivola raised his hand unhappily: "Or do you want me to teach her a lesson myself?"

Amid the pleasant sounds of steel colliding and mechanical friction, Gleipnir, who had not appeared for a long time, turned into a hand cannon. The huge black muzzle was like the mouth of a ferocious beast, swallowing and grinding everything.

Anser raised his gun without hesitation and continued smiling: "You can try, Ivora."

Sparks burned in the woman's eyes, and her growing anger was so real that it made all the disobedient people tremble in fear.

At this moment, a gorgeously decorated carriage rolled in and also stopped in front of the palace complex in Ivora.

The door opened, and a girl as pure and noble as an iris, elegant and quiet, stepped down from the carriage gracefully, holding up her white skirt.

"This is really... a coincidence."

The girl named Susilun looked surprised: "Sir Anser, elder sister, what are you doing..."

The moment she saw the little princess, Ming Furo's heart suddenly stopped beating.

The deal, the agreement, the dangerous price...it all flooded her mind in an instant.

At this moment, Ming Fuluo was able to confirm that—

This is absolutely, absolutely not a coincidence.

What kind of trap have I stepped into?

Chapter 47: Anser's Gift Part 4

“Susilun…” Ivora’s eyes narrowed slightly, “I didn’t allow you to set foot here.”

"besides."

The temperature in the air suddenly soared, and amid the sound of sparks exploding out of nowhere, she said indifferently and arrogantly: "What did you call me just now?"

"I'm sorry, your Highness the Princess."

Su Silun gracefully lifted her skirt and bowed to apologize, without showing any panic. If it were any other prince or princess, they would have probably already figured out how to kowtow and admit their mistake.

"I am making this presumptuous visit because I hope to... borrow your hunting ground."

Xitana on the side was completely confused, while Ming Fuluo, with her eyes twitching slightly, didn't believe such a coincidence.

"you?"

Ivora shifted her gaze slightly. She was already tall, and the 15-centimeter high heels she wore made her look extremely oppressive.

Unlike Hitana, who simply became taller after her body was transformed by the Lord of Power, Ivora's oppressive feeling is all-round, whether it is her body shape, clothing, posture, or momentum... the kind of arrogant aura that always shows "I am always above you".

The corners of her mouth turned up, and that wanton and contemptuous smile made her look like she had heard some huge joke.

"You want to borrow it too? Su Silun, you like to do little tricks so much, shouldn't your brain be working well? Why did it suddenly break down today?"

Su Silun smiled demurely, not caring about Ivora's words at all: "It's not that I have any needs, it's mainly... the order of the Mother Queen."

She spoke these words calmly and gently, without any reliance on the emperor at all. She really sounded like someone who was just following orders.

But in Ivora's eyes, this was pure provocation - what's more, no matter what Susilun's attitude was, as long as she made it clear that she came on behalf of the emperor, Ivora, who almost regarded his mother as an enemy, would have the worst attitude towards Susilun.

The eldest princess looked up at the palace at the highest point of the imperial capital with a gloomy look in her eyes. The temperature continued to soar to the point where it was already beginning to make people feel painful, revealing her current mood.

"...Susilen."

Taking his eyes away from the palace, Ivora sneered, "You don't have many days left to bully others. Hurry up and enjoy this time."

"Thank you for your care, Your Highness."

The cute little sister smiled sweetly at her elder sister: "Then, can you allow me to come in? Ah... Sorry, and Lord Anser."

She quickly bowed to Anser and said apologetically, "I was ordered by my mother to neglect my greetings. Please forgive Susilen for my rudeness."

Gleipnir turned into a cane again. Anser raised the corner of his mouth slightly and glanced at Ivora: "You are much more polite than your sister, Susilen."

"Ha, you're still the same, Anser."