The villain's way to tame the protagonist

The princess, who seemed to be covered in flames, was not angry at Anser's offensive words. Instead, she sneered and said, "Are you out of your mind, or are you too immersed in the play?"

"Etiquette, morality, ethics... these things, you and I need to follow them at all times! It is them that we must obey!"

The fiery in those bright red eyes was extremely real. At this moment, Ivora was obviously expressing his true inner thoughts, while also expressing some dissatisfaction with Anser.

"Then, treat me as the latter, Ivora."

Anser smiled nonchalantly: "I really like this long drama that has lasted for thousands of years. At least until now, I have never felt bored."

"...boring guy."

Ivora turned his eyes away from Anser and said nonchalantly: "Go in, you're lucky. Since this guy can come, there's no reason for me to turn you away."

"Let's go, Xitana, A Luo." Anser, holding a cane, walked calmly into the luxurious palace complex built by Ivora.

When Ming Fuluo heard this name again, her heart stopped beating.

She immediately felt two different gazes, one meaningful and the other scorching and sharp.

Even though it sounded like a casual remark, Ansher did it seriously - in front of outsiders, he called Ming Furo by the intimate name he used to call her.

And Ming Furo...obviously underestimated the many impacts that would be brought about if Ansel really did this.

At this, Miss Doll reacted again.

Anser only called me by my first name before...

Are you...protecting me?

This absurd idea would have been impossible in the past, but the severe shock of the past few days has made Ming Furo's mind no longer as rational and cold as before. More importantly... the image of Ansher in her mind has changed from a cruel and vicious liar, conspirator, and betrayer to a chaotic one that she cannot see clearly.

——Ming Furo has begun to lose control of her thoughts about Anser.

The two gazes stared at Ming Fuluo for a long time, until Ansher led them a short distance, and the feeling disappeared.

"Anser Anser."

It was also because they had walked for a while that after the dog poked its head back furtively, Xitana could not help but ask Anser: "Just now... that person, Su Silun? Did you arrange for her to appear?"

"This is not my arrangement." Anser said with a smile, "What does your majesty's order have to do with me?"

Xitana understood immediately: "Now that you put it that way, it must have been you who arranged this!"

She hummed with great pride, "Otherwise, how could the little princess come here at such a coincidence... Could it be that the arrogant girl didn't let us in, so you really planned to fight her?"

Anser rubbed Xitana's head and couldn't help laughing and said, "Even from such a distance, she can still hear it."

"Woooooooooo!"

The girl was so angry that she almost jumped up. She looked around with extreme vigilance and quickly covered her mouth.

Ming Fuluo, who was watching from the side, didn't know what to say... She didn't even have this common sense. She had such a reckless character that could cause troubles all by speaking out of turn. Who knew how much trouble this would bring to Anser, but Anser -

Ansel's gentle expression without any impatience could only make Ming Furo lower her eyes slightly and stop looking.

...Yes, no matter how stupid this girl is, Ansher has infinite reasons to forgive her.

A ball of fire ignited beside Ansher without warning. Ivora stepped out, glanced at Xitana who was full of vigilance, and then looked at Ming Furo who lowered her head slightly.

She looked at these two beautiful women, each with their own charm, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly, with an inexplicable, condescending contempt and confidence.

Of course, this kind of contempt and confidence only appeared for a moment. Ming Furo, who lowered her head, could not see it, and Xitana, who had her eyes wide open, could not see it either.

"So, you just want to find a place for your puppy to roam?"

She stood side by side with Anser and said casually, "You're too nice to her, Anser."

"what happened?"

Anser tilted his head slightly and looked at Ivora with a half-smile: "Is the eldest princess jealous?"

"..." Ivola paused, she narrowed her eyes slightly, and a blood flame suddenly ignited beside her hand. She put her hand into it, and her entire palm seemed to sink into some space and disappear.

Ansel's expression froze for a moment. He glanced at Ivora, with a hint of warning in his sea-blue eyes.

"……snort."

The woman chuckled, pulled her hand out of the bright red flame, and then licked her palm inexplicably, looking a little weird.

"Forget it. It's no wonder you like this puppy so much." She glanced at Xitana, who was always staring at her warily. "Loyal and full of potential... I want to raise one too."

"It's just that I'm not surprised by her, but the other one..."

Ivora looked down at Ming Fuluo and said, "Isn't this the little doll you got tired of playing with three years ago? Why did you pick it up again?"

The eldest princess, who does whatever she wants, never considers the viciousness of her words, or rather, she never feels how vicious her words are. Needless to say, how bad is the character of a person who can say such words as "morals and ethics should obey me".

"Why did you bring her along? And why is she screaming so...disgusting?"

Ivora's face showed an extremely clear disgust: "Aluo... Oh, that's enough. Anser, are you playing house with her again after putting it aside for three years?"

"Because in this hunting activity, Xitana needs a helper. Is that hard to understand?"

"Helper? It seems that you are not so confident about your own puppy."

"You underestimated Aro's value, Ivora."

"Her value? Don't I know her value as well as you do? Don't forget who was playing with this little doll during the three years you were away from her."

"That's exactly why." Anser chuckled and said, "You've never seen Luo's true ability. You've wasted three whole years of her life... What a pity."

Anser unexpectedly stood on Ming Furo's side...or rather, not so unexpectedly?

In Ming Fuluo's eyes, she could see this clearly. This was just a means for Anser to win her favor - on the one hand, he used harsh and almost vicious attitudes and methods to make her suffer from hardship and oppression, and on the other hand, he would support her in key aspects...Hasn't Anser always been doing this since the two of them reunited until now? In the final analysis...it was just a means of taming.

It’s just…that’s all.

Ming Fuluo wanted to convince herself in this way. In the past, she could always convince herself with her reason and the extremely correct conclusions she deduced, but now, she failed again and again.

Yes, taming... Ansel wanted taming, so he made his attitude clear from the beginning. From the moment we met again, has he already... abandoned me?

A feeling of panic and fear surged into Ming Fuluo's heart. She wanted to dispel it, but the more chaotic emotions that arose from it made her thinking even more... difficult.

the truth……

The female scholar, who was extremely confused about everything, clenched her fists.

If you want to solve the current dilemma, you must know the truth.

Whether Ansel really had some hidden secret, or that sentence was a trap that Ansel told Marina to set for her, no matter what, she needed a definite answer.

Otherwise, if this continues, if this continues...

"Okay, you two, go in."

Before they knew it, they had arrived in front of a huge closed palace. In front of the palace gate stood two armored giants four or five meters tall. Ivora put his hands behind his back and said casually, "So... you are really lucky, Xitana. Thanks to my suicidal sister, you can have fun for more than just one afternoon."

"...What?" Xitana was stunned. "What does this mean?"

"You'll know when the time comes. Go in quickly and don't waste my time."

Ivora waved his hand impatiently, and two doors made of flames appeared in front of the huge palace gate.

“…Anser.”

Xitana turned her head and looked at Anser: "Aren't you coming with us?"

"I'm not good at this." Anser smiled and shook his head, "Just have fun."

"But I thought—"

Sitana said this subconsciously, but when she saw Ivora's arrogant and beautiful face, she silently swallowed the words she wanted to say.

I don't know when it started, but Hitana also learned to restrain the willful rights given to her by Ansir.

"Let's go, Ming Fuluo." She turned her head and glanced at the petite warlock who remained silent.

Ming Furo nodded slightly, and walked into the door made of flames with Xitana.

And when these two people disappeared, the lonely expression on Ivora's face disappeared instantly.

She held Anser's hand impatiently, and without waiting for Anser to speak, she let the flames wrap around the two of them. The next second, they instantly appeared on the sofa in a viewing room.

"That's enough..."

The woman let out a long sigh, lifted the hem of her luxurious gown, lifted the expensive and colorful fabric to her thighs, lazily lay on the sofa, and placed her feet in high heels on Anser's legs.

"Have you figured out how to compensate me for having me act with you and your dog and doll like this?"

Ivola held her chin with one hand. Her narrow eyes, which originally looked fierce and intimidating, became extremely charming and enchanting at this moment. A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she drew a circle in the air with her index finger, and flames burned up.

"Or, start from what we haven't started yet?"

After saying this, she showed signs of moving her mouth into the circle of fire.

"Ivora."

Anser sighed, deep and dark, and under Ivora's dissatisfied eyes, he silently devoured the flames.

"You seem to be in heat more frequently recently. Why do you think about this every time you meet me?"

"Do you think it's easy for me to keep my virginity?"

Ivora stepped on Anser's thigh unhappily, squeezing it gently with his heel: "You're not the only one with lust, Anser, and... why do you look so annoyed? Are you at a disadvantage?"

"I think that as the future of the empire," the young Hydra sighed again, "the relationship between us should be more normal."

"It's normal now, and I'm satisfied with it."

The woman spoke nonchalantly, and the straps on her high heels burned off automatically. She moved her foot slightly, leaving a gap between her soft heel and the high heels, then raised her leg, as if aiming at something, preparing to put it down.

Anser grabbed Ivora's ankle and turned to look at her: "I would not accept this kind of play."

"You just hate being stepped on, right?" Ivora chuckled. "Then it's your turn to use it. Turn passive into active. Is that okay?"

As she said this, she swung her high heels which were tiptoed on her toes.

Anser has always been proactive in this regard, and Ivora is one of the very few people he cannot be proactive with.

Hydra will only give birth to offspring at the end of her life, but if she mates with another God-like being, no one knows whether this rule will be broken, and Anser will never accept such an accident that is completely beyond his control.

And Ivora's "desire" is not so much about that, but rather... her desire for a twisted and terrifying offspring that combines the power of two Old Gods.

After all, as a human being, Xiangyan would not be polluted or eroded by the world's information before he reached the late sixth stage. Pure physiological desires were not worth mentioning to Ivora at all. Not to mention restraining them, even completely eliminating them would be easy.

The young Hydra didn't mind enjoying the beauty of the eldest princess, but at least, not now.

Seeing that Anther had no intention of "using" her, Ivora frowned slightly, clicked her tongue lightly, kicked off her high heels, crossed her legs and placed them on Anther's legs, but didn't do anything else.

"It seems your puppy gets a good meal every night." She said sarcastically, "What about the little doll? Given your size, if you don't make some preparations, your internal organs will be damaged."

"I thought you'd have some serious conversation after giving it up, Ivora."

Anser stared at the scene in the distance through the huge floor-to-ceiling glass.

It was an endless expanse of lush jungle, and the rolling mountains were also covered with lush vegetation.

That’s right, this is Ivora’s hunting ground… It looks like it’s inside a palace, but in fact it’s an extremely large ecological zone that was almost directly integrated from a corner of the continent.

"Serious topic...I don't want to mention those two damn bitches."

Ivora's eyes turned gloomy. "You threw the eggs of the lower species of the Abyss Caller into my hunting ground, trying to destroy the land I have managed for so many years. Oh, you are worthy of being my beloved mother. Even though you have become such an old and foolish person, you still maintain the cruelty of your youth."

The so-called "mission" from the emperor by Su Silun was to place an egg of a lower-level species of the Ming Caller into her hunting ground.

Why do this? Because the emperor needs to study the way the Abyss Callers can resist the erosion of the world, and needs a good place to cultivate Abyss Callers, and this hunting ground that has been run by Ivora for many years is very... suitable.

Regardless of whether the emperor really intended to do so, her idea of ​​destroying the hunting ground was definitely real.

"If it weren't for you, Anser...I don't know how much trouble it would have been for me to handle this matter."

Ivora laughed happily: "I can borrow your puppy to get rid of that damn thing. By the way, I can also let my self-righteous sister...see the cruelty of that woman when dealing with losers. It's really...pleasant!"

She raised her delicate toes to touch Anser's cheek, her bright red nails burning like flames: "So, Anser, you really don't need my praise?"

"I will choose to use this praise in the right place."

Anser, who caught Ivora's snowy feet, said calmly: "Your favor is quite valuable. It's a waste to use it in such a place."

"Boring guy." Ivora pulled his foot back in annoyance.

She waved her hand, and a huge curtain of light appeared in the room. In the center of the curtain, Su Silun, dressed in a spotless white dress, was holding an egg emitting deep blue fluorescence in her hand and walking towards the source of the jungle river.

Ivora muttered to himself, "I don't know where that woman got the eggs of the lower-level species of the Abyss Caller. She never hides such orders, there is no way I don't know."