The villain's way to tame the protagonist

Anser said in great surprise: "Can you surpass my father's God of Alchemy in the field of alchemy? The fifth divine species? What can you use to help me? You..."

"What qualifications do you have to help me?"

You lost your qualifications three years ago, Ming Fuluo.

The coldness in those eyes engraved these cruel words deep in Ming Furo's heart.

Ming Fuluo wanted to say something, but the moment she looked into Anser's eyes, all her words were stuck in her throat and she could no longer speak.

When she made up her mind to help Anser without any hesitation, Anser refused indifferently.

Is this a punishment? No, this is the price you deserve.

It was as if Anser said that from Ming Furo's own perspective, there was no need for her to take such a big risk to make this choice; and from Anser's own perspective, there was no reason for him to be tolerant and understanding, and to trust again someone who... could not be absolutely loyal.

Even though they once talked about everything, even though they once trusted each other, even though they... were once companions who looked up at the same sky and looked forward to the same future.

They will not, and there is no need to, consider issues from the other party's perspective anymore.

Looking at the silent Ming Fuluo, Anser curled his lips and said, "Have you figured it out?"

There was only a second or two of silence before Ming Fuluo nodded calmly, "I figured it out."

Without waiting for Anser to speak, she continued, "I will do what I should do, even if Anser doesn't need it."

Anser was stunned for a moment, then he held his forehead and sighed: "Do you like to be sentimental so much, Luo?"

"It's not self-sentiment, but selfishness."

Ming Fuluo's tone did not change at all. She showed neither pain nor guilt. Her indifferent voice was so firm that people could not have any doubts about her words:

"The possibility of me achieving that goal alone is far lower than if you and I were together, so I want to solve your problem, ultimately for my own benefit."

"I am such a selfish and cold person, Anser. I'm sorry for not feeling any guilt towards you."

Miss Doll said these cold words, but at this moment she did not look at Ansher again.

"...That's it."

Anser looked down at Ming Furo, tapping the table lightly with his fingertips.

"This is indeed... consistent with your character."

"But, have you ever thought that even if you have the ability to help me, even if the problem is really solved, I still won't choose to help you, and even... the fact that you help me conflicts with your ideals?"

"..."

Ming Fuluo had indeed never considered this question. In her eyes, this was an invalid question. Since Ansel was forced to give up what he insisted on, once the problem was solved, he would naturally choose to pick it up again. And if helping him would conflict with the ideal itself...how could this be possible?

...No, wait.

If it weren't for this situation, if Ansel had asked her for help three years ago, she would... have agreed.

Unless Anser did not choose to reveal his difficulties, how could Anser... What happened that day, the day they broke up?

The lost memory was tearing Ming Fuluo's thoughts apart at this moment, becoming the most fatal gap when Ming Fuluo was piecing together the truth.

Looking at Ming Fuluo's confused expression, the young Hydra lowered his eyes and said softly, as if sighing or mockingly:

"Look, you've already made your choice, Luo."

"It's the same as it was three years ago. Nothing has changed. That's why I never had any expectations of you."

"...No, Anser, I, I can't remember--"

"Okay, you go first." Anser waved his hand and said uninterestedly, "I'm not interested in chatting with you now."

Anser interrupted Ming Fuluo's words, causing the petite doll, who had opened her mouth to explain, to fall into a state of emptiness and powerlessness.

All her determination and resolve were no match for the reality revealed by Anser's few words.

——At the most critical moment of decision, you will not choose me.

This is of course an extremely willful and selfish statement, but for Anser, this kind of willfulness and selfishness is what he needs - because the coercion he suffered made him give up so much and made him accustomed to even sacrifice. How could he have the time and energy to care about the value and dignity of others?

He has always been like this and has never added any high-sounding rhetoric or disguise for his own purposes. Even now, Ansher has never oppressed Ming Furo even once in the name of "friend".

They are just... strangers.

Ming Furo looked at Ansel's face, a face whose emotions she could never understand and whose thoughts she could never guess. It was so close, yet so far away.

They all stand on their own positions, doing what is extremely right for themselves, but they are hurting each other all the time.

Cruel, absurd, like a vicious joke from fate.

"Anser..."

Ming Fuluo wanted to try to say something, but Anser interrupted her without hesitation: "I remember I asked you to leave just now, Miss Ming Fuluo."

"..."

Ming Fuluo, who had been trying her best to appear calm, composed and determined, lowered her head slightly, her frail shoulders trembling slightly.

"Yes, I understand, Anser."

"In the back, plus Your Excellency."

Anser said nonchalantly: "To make sure you don't have those self-conceited thoughts again."

"...Yes." Ming Fuluo's voice was slightly choked, "Anser... Your Excellency."

She turned quietly and walked out the door.

"……etc."

Ansher suddenly called her again, but the vicious smile on his face was obviously not meant to give Ming Furo hope.

"I suddenly had an interesting idea as a punishment for your offense just now."

He chuckled and issued an irresistible order to Ming Fuluo, then waved his hand again: "Go, remember, understand your position."

"Okay... Lord Anser."

Ming Furo lowered her head again, and her thin and frail figure walked out of the alchemy workshop.

When Ming Furo left and the door of the alchemy workshop slowly closed, the smile on Ansher's face gradually disappeared, and began to become more and more... violent and ferocious.

"destiny……"

He murmured softly, the darkness surging in his sea-blue eyes was like a tsunami that wanted to engulf everything. The color that permeated everything became concrete, surging and dancing wildly in the alchemy workshop, as if... the abyss had descended.

"destiny!!"

The young Hydra suddenly roared crazily. His body began to deform and twist unnaturally. Even his voice became thick, hoarse, and overlapping, carrying an extremely strange and terrifying tone:

"How dare you...how dare you use her over and over again...how dare you--"

Anser grabbed his face tightly. His original sea-blue eyes had turned into dark and deep snake pupils at some point. Compared with the brutality exuding from his words and eyes, Hitana's animal nature could be considered docile. The hysterical and crazy cruelty in those vertical pupils proved the madness flowing in Hydra's body, and proved... the evil nature possessed by the monster closest to the abyss.

"Haah...haah..."

As Ansel's powerful mind, which had fought against fate countless times, was forced to remain calm, the distortion in his eyes began to fade, and the concrete aura of the abyss quickly turned into nothingness. His body stopped expanding and gradually stabilized in human form.

But those dark snake eyes still did not return to their original appearance.

"Using my mother, I will speed up the taming of Ming Fuluo. Everything I have done so far is to speed up Ming Fuluo's approach to me... I know what you want to do."

He whispered hoarsely, "Trying to recreate what happened to Xitana, wanting me to make another wrong choice because of my wrong feelings for Ming Fuluo, is really... ridiculous!"

Anser will not make this mistake again, which should never happen.

One exception like Xitana is enough. If...if there really is such a tendency, if such a possibility really arises -

The deep darkness in the snake's pupils seemed to swallow everything.

Then, even if it means breaking my own dogma and directly destroying Ming Fuluo from the soul level and turning her into an absolute tool without any independent consciousness... it would be worth it!

As for friends, companions, ideals... they are all fragments of the past, meaningless dust.

It's totally okay to sacrifice something.

Chapter 7: A Real Birthday Gift (K)

Hydra Manor seemed very quiet tonight.

The owner of the manor and his wife planned to take a short trip to the Lost Sea. The servants also stayed in their rooms very properly, and Mr. Flamel, who was considerate, left plenty of space for his son.

Anser was lying on the sofa reading a book. The dark golden ancient text on the cover showed the preciousness of this knowledge.

"As an Old God, the Flame of Deus uses 'fire' as its symbol, but it represents more than just the power of the elements."

"The [fire] held by Xiangyan is the [source flame] controlled by them and only they can control. The concept it symbolizes is the [base of everything]."

"Therefore, the Flame Eaters, who feed on Source Flame, have the power to manipulate Source Flame and dismantle everything. Even the essence of the Abyss held by Hydra, they can burn it and turn it into their own food."

“So among the four Gods, Feasting Flame is the only one who has the ability to develop a seventh-stage God that does not exist. And Feasting Flame’s ancestor did just that.”

"By burning the conceptual elements of Hydra, the largest, most complex, and closest to the abyss among the Gods, we can analyze the path that...may lead us to the end and achieve eternal sublimation."

Anser whispered the contents of the book, but he didn't know who he was talking to.

He stroked the paper and whispered:

"As the last of the Old Deus to be born, he possesses such an ability. This is truly strange... fate."

When Anser finished speaking, there was a sudden knock on the door of the room. The young Hydra closed the book and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"come in."

"Anser!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the door was hurriedly pushed open by someone outside. Sitana, who had spent a pleasant afternoon with her family and friends, immediately locked her eyes on Anser sitting on the sofa, rushed towards him happily, and pounced directly on Anser's thighs.

"It's only been one afternoon since we last met, how come it feels like we've been apart for two or three months?"

Anser smiled and ruffled Xitana's smooth white hair.

"Hehehe... It's nothing, I'm just very happy to see Anser!"

Xitana half-closed her eyes in comfort. With her tall figure, she lay on Anser's legs like a lively large dog: "I'm so happy all day today!"

"What did you do this afternoon?"

"The villagers cooked a lot of delicious food and took me to visit the surrounding areas. Now the whole village is different! Hmm... it seems that we can't call it a village anymore. Let's call it a town? I heard from the village chief that the village will become bigger and bigger... By the way, everyone asked me if I wanted to make the village bigger. I told them that as long as everyone can live happily, there is no need to be so cautious..."

While saying this, Xitana looked up at Anser cautiously and whispered:

"But Lina told me that we can't just leave everyone alone, it's not right."

Anser stroked Xitana's soft cheek and said softly, "Marina is wrong. It will cause me trouble, Xitana."

"Eh, is that so?" Miss Wolf was a little surprised. "I thought that was what Lina meant... She always said before that I couldn't just take advantage of Ansel's love for me and do whatever I wanted."

"You can certainly do whatever you want."

Anser laughed happily: "If my love can't even make you do whatever you want, then my sixteen years have been a failure."

He gently pinched the soft flesh on the girl's face and said, "I have told you many times, no matter what it is, Xitana, you just need to carry out your own ideas. In my eyes, there are no obstacles in front of you. Marina is also very clear about this, and she will no longer persuade you on this matter."

"Besides, I know you better than anyone else, Sitana."

The young Hydra stared at the girl's face which was gradually turning red, and sighed softly. There was a complexity in his tone that a simple girl like Shitana could not detect.

"You are a kind person. Even if you can do whatever you want, you will always restrain yourself."

Hitana, who has not experienced the various tragedies of the originally planned future, has not tasted the viciousness and coldness of the world, and has not been immersed in deep blood hatred, still possesses the most simple and pure kindness in the popular sense.

This kindness is connected with her character and will not be shaken by external things. To a certain extent, it is just like Ming Fuluo will never give up her ideals no matter what.

"I, hehe...I'm not that good either."

Xitana rubbed Ansir's belly happily, her laughter filled with unconcealable happiness and sweetness: "Because I'm too stupid... I always make mistakes. If it weren't for Ansir and Lina, I don't know how many mistakes I would have made."

When she said this, her mood seemed a little low, and she was obviously still feeling guilty for the mistakes she had made in the Red Frost Territory.

However, as if to prevent Anser from thinking she was unhappy, Xitana quickly adjusted her mood and asked curiously, "Then why did Lina tell me that making everyone's life better... is wrong?"

"Because not everyone is like you, Sitana."

Anser's voice was gentle and patient: "To be precise, people like you are very rare."

"Your family and friends have lived in poverty for half their lives, but now they have gained wealth and prosperity that they could never even imagine. Moreover, it is an almost uncontrolled and wildly growing wealth and prosperity. Most of them... in fact, in my opinion, it should be everyone, who cannot control their growing desires."

"They will gradually become more and more unfamiliar to you. Didn't you feel that way the last time you returned to the village alone?"