The villain's way to tame the protagonist

Without any warning, Anser said this.

He pulled his hand out of Anelissa's, and his handsome face seemed to be deliberately maintaining a certain... calmness.

——If Ansel wanted to pretend some emotion, he would never give people a deliberate feeling, Ming Fuluo knew it very well.

Therefore, she was a little dazed when looking at Ansher. If Ansher's disguise seemed deliberate, it meant... he could no longer control his emotions.

What in the world could make Anser lose control of himself? What could be behind that door? According to the lady's attitude, it shouldn't be harmful to Anser, so why did he -

"Why don't you want to go again?"

Anilissa said unhappily: "Didn't you agree to stay with me for a while? You're asking for trouble like this—"

"I'm a little tired, mother."

The young Hydra lowered his eyes slightly and interrupted Anilissa: "I'm sorry to break my promise. Now, please allow me to rest for a while."

Anelsa didn't say anything. She could have continued to act like a spoiled child or said something strange to make Ansel submit, but she didn't.

A mother stood there, staring at her son in silence for a long time, and finally said in a gentle voice: "Well, Arthur, you go and have a good rest... But can you lend me little Zeg for a while?"

"…As you wish."

Ansher lowered her head slightly, turned around and left without hesitation. Ming Furo looked at her back, at a loss for a moment.

"He's still the same...what's going on?"

Aenelisa held up her face and sighed softly, "I have no idea what Arthur is worried about. Little Zeg, tell me... am I a derelict in my duty as a mother?"

"Ma'am, I'm sorry, I..."

"Oh, sorry, sorry. It would be embarrassing for you to answer such a question. Forget it."

The woman smiled gently: "Come with me first, you must be curious about why I kept you here, because when I saw you, I thought of many things... I also have something to tell you."

She turned the doorknob and pushed the door open. Ming Fuluo followed closely behind her tensely. The moment she stepped through the door, she was stimulated by a beam of strong light and subconsciously squinted her eyes.

After Ming Fuluo adjusted to the light and slowly opened her eyes, she was shocked by the scene before her.

Ming Furo was not very shocked when she was teleported by Ivora to the vibrant jungle, but everything before her eyes brought her an incomparable shock - a pure, beautiful shock.

What appeared before her was an endless sea of ​​flowers.

It is truly a sea of ​​flowers.

Flowers of different shapes and colors stretch to the end of the horizon, seemingly endlessly. Although the sun hanging in the sky looks dazzling at first, it becomes bright and just the right amount after you get used to it, shining each flower with its own colorful color.

Not far from them, there is a wooden house with a long hanging chair next to it. They stand there without looking out of place, but rather blend perfectly with the environment.

This is the kind of place that Anser resists.

"When Mel was young, he always did things that he thought were romantic."

Anelisa strolled in the center of the sea of ​​flowers, her gorgeous and wide skirt just like the most colorful and beautiful flowers.

“Sometimes I wonder, isn’t it embarrassing for him to do this?”

The woman said this as she squatted down, sniffed the fresh fragrance, held her cheeks with both hands, and chuckled: "Sometimes I wonder how he can please me so well."

"When I came to my senses, my heart was already tied to him and I couldn't go anywhere."

Mrs. Hydra sighed like this, but there was a sweet smile on her face.

She stroked the delicate petals and whispered softly, "Arthur inherited many of Mel's strengths: intelligence, confidence, courage, and decisiveness... but he also inherited more shortcomings. Among them, when it comes to playing with girls' hearts, he is definitely better than Mel."

"Little Zeg." Anilissa tilted her head and looked at Ming Fuluo, "Is your heart tied to Arthur?"

"I……"

"you have not."

She gave the answer for Ming Fuluo.

While the doll lady was silent, Anelsa sat sideways in the flower field. A faint light shone from her fingertips, and the flowers seemed to "come alive" when they came into contact with the light, swaying happily around her fingers as if they had their own intelligence.

"I can see that there is something more important in your eyes."

"..."

"Oh, don't be afraid. This is a good thing in my opinion."

Madam Hydra smiled and said, "Anser needs someone like you by his side. Girls who simply like him are too useless - little Xitana is an exception."

"Madam..." Ming Fuluo whispered, trying to calm herself down and think about the current situation, "What do you want to tell me? Is it about Anser?"

"You are much smarter than little Sitana." Anelisa raised her eyebrows slightly, "You are a bit like little Marina... Well, no, you are fundamentally different from little Marina."

She waved to Ming Fuluo: "Come here and sit down first."

Ming Furo sat down next to Anilsa very obediently. The woman looked at her for a while, then pinched the doll lady's face with a slightly subtle expression.

"Although I know that Anser has a wide range of interests, I can't quite imagine... him doing something to you."

After such teasing, Anilissa became a little more serious. She asked Ming Fuluo softly:

"Little Zeg, what kind of person do you think Arthur is?"

"What kind of... person?"

"Don't think too long. Tell me your first impression."

"He is...a genius."

"Well, then what?"

"Genius, vicious, good at playing with people's hearts, has a strong desire for control, but..."

Ming Fuluo lowered her head, and after a second or two of silence, she continued with a hoarse voice and great difficulty:

"But he is indeed the only one who can see the same scene as me."

"Will you travel with me?"

Anilissa's eyes flickered slightly: "Do you think so unilaterally, or does Arthur... admit it too?"

"…I don't know, ma'am."

"Ok?"

"Anser rejected all of this." Ming Fuluo's voice gradually began to tremble. "He told me that everything was fake, and it was all a disguise he made to tame me, but...but I also learned that he seemed to-"

"It seems like he was forced to give up... the thing that was most important to him, right?"

Anelsa stared into Ming Furo's eyes, those gorgeous purple pupils were full of distress and struggle.

"Little Marina... is such a good girl who cares about Arthur wholeheartedly. She is no less good than little Sitana." She said with emotion, "She told you about this, didn't she?"

"...Yes, ma'am."

Then, the two fell into an unspeakable silence.

After an unknown amount of time, Anilissa spoke again: "Little Zeg, do you know? In fact, I don't want Anser to accept you as his chief, even though you have such qualifications, and you have the ability and... faith recognized by Anser."

"But you... betrayed him."

These light words struck Ming Fuluo's heart heavily.

"Of course, what I said is definitely not objective. From your point of view, it should be Arthur who betrayed you."

The woman stroking the petals whispered:

"But as a mother, how can I be objective?"

"You know what I saw, little Zeg? I only saw that my son was hurt, hurt that could not be healed, hurt that made him fall deeper into hell."

"Six years ago, when Arthur was ten years old, some kind of change occurred in him... I can't explain it, because the child is too smart. He can always hide his emotions very well. I only know that he seems to have become withdrawn and... no longer willing to trust others."

"Until three years ago, he tried to subdue you as his chief. During this process, that evil-minded child must have disguised himself and deceived you a lot. I will not deny this."

Enelissa plucked a flower and her tone became distant.

"But in the process... Arthur also changed. I didn't spend much time with him that year, but I could feel that he seemed to have some definite vision. Even though he seemed to be under some pressure, he had something to pursue."

“Then one day.”

Her tone suddenly turned cold, a bone-chilling, soul-shaking chill that was totally unlike what this beautiful woman with a perpetually gentle smile would emit.

"One day, he told me that he was leaving the imperial capital."

Anilsa looked at Ming Furo, and the emotions in her eyes were too much for Ming Furo to bear.

"Arthur didn't say anything extra." The flowers in the woman's hands were visibly withering and dying.

Her voice was very soft: "But I feel that he has given up. He has given up."

“He’s very sad.”

"At that moment, I really thought about whether I should kill you, little Zeg."

"You have hurt my son. I don't care about right or wrong. I just want to vent my anger."

The gentle flower field seemed to have turned into a battlefield filled with swords and knives. The pervasive brutality and murderous aura made Ming Furo's body extremely stiff.

"But I am not qualified. This is Arthur's choice. I will not interfere with his thoughts, even though I really, really, really hate you."

"I hate that you claimed to be his companion, but you didn't lend a helping hand when he needed help the most. I wonder, if you had stood by his side at that time, would everything be different? Would he be willing to sit here with me today?"

"...But after getting over my anger." Anelisa sighed, "I also know that it is unreasonable to blame you. You are also a victim. It's just that in my eyes, Arthur's injury is more serious."

The solemn and murderous atmosphere just dissipated, as if it had never existed. The flower fields were still flower fields, beautiful like a dream.

"Xiao Zege, do you think that I am alone with you now just to criticize you and vent my grievances?"

"I...you don't seem like that kind of person."

Ming Fuluo clenched her fists tightly, her body trembling slightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "But if you really have such an idea, I... I will be happy about it."

Anilissa smiled with relief: "It seems that you have also been suffering in your heart during this period of time. This is good, which shows that Anser did not completely misplace his feelings. Don't worry, little Zeg, I am not here to criticize you."

"On the contrary, I came here... to seek your help."

Ming Fuluo looked at Anilissa blankly: "My...help?"

"When I saw you, I knew that Anser took advantage of little Sitana's birthday to tame you, right?"

Ming Fuluo seemed to understand what Anilissa was going to say. She lowered her head and replied softly, "I was just passing by."

"By the way, there is no by the way, little Zeg."

Anilissa shook her head. "Arthur really loves little Xitana. For her birthday, such an important day, he made a lot of arrangements. He strives to do everything to the best and does not allow any flaws."

"But he would use a day like this as a means to tame you, and how can adding flaws to such a pure day be a byproduct?"

"You want to tell me that Anser cares about—"

Ming Fuluo suddenly paused when she was speaking.

Even though he likes and loves Xitana so much, Ansher wants to use her birthday to tame himself, even if it's just by the way.

Is this Anser caring about himself, valuing himself? No... no, this is, this is him——

"It's him... proof that he can even take advantage of this emotion." Ming Fuluo murmured.

"It's unconscious exploitation." Anilissa corrected, "In Arthur's eyes, this is not exploitation, just incidental as you said, but in fact... it is exploitation."

"He has become able to accept his feelings as part of the sacrifice and has formed an instinct to take it for granted."

Ming Fuluo's body began to tremble continuously.

Another, even more powerful piece of evidence that she could not refute or question was placed before her.

Anser Hydra, the future Old God, what would he need to sacrifice? What could make him sacrifice? This should be impossible.

But this is the fact, to the extent that... this kind of exploitation, this kind of sacrifice, has become Anser's habit, his... instinct.

It was so profound that he didn't even know what he had sacrificed and just took it for granted.

To develop such an instinct, how many choices and sacrifices did Anser have to make?

Was it like this long ago, before I met her?

“Gu…Woo!”

Ming Fuluo's stomach cramped violently. If that was the case, if that was the case... then just as Anelissa said, how much hurt did Ansel suffer at the moment he decided to break up with her?

"Little Zeg."