The villain's way to tame the protagonist

Xitana was silent. She was somewhat dazed as she recalled the joy on the faces of her family, elders, and friends when they celebrated her birthday, but she had never thought about this.

"Everyone... is a very good person." Xitana whispered, "It should, it shouldn't..."

"They treat you very well, Xitana." Anser shook his head. "It is remarkable that they still have simple and pure emotions towards you when you have made such a leap, instead of flattering and fawning on you. But they are just ordinary farmers, ordinary poor people struggling in poverty and hardship."

"This huge change will destroy their original ideas and turn them into something else because of their narrow vision and thinking. The worst case scenario is that... they become the people you hate the most, the oppressors you hate the most."

"No!" Xitana retorted almost instinctively, her tone becoming a little anxious, "How could everyone become like this... We are all very kind people!"

“So I said, this is the worst-case scenario.”

Anser comforted Xitana in this way, but of course...it was just comfort.

With so much wealth and resources, they would no longer limit their lives to that village. The growing desires would make the kind people in Xitana's eyes move from the barren and cold land to this prosperous but deformed society. With Xitana as the background, they would face fewer and fewer difficulties. What would happen in the end... Anser never had an optimistic attitude, unless -

The young Hydra glanced at the closet and continued in a gentle voice, "That's why Marina wants you to control them, Sitana."

"Ordinary people have neither vision nor ability. When faced with such a leap, it is completely impossible for them to control themselves."

“So they need guidance and restraint. The good intentions you have, the favors you bring, and the changes you make may not necessarily achieve the results you expect. If you don’t manage them, they will eventually cause…the disaster you don’t want to see.”

Anser's words seemed to have a hidden meaning, but Xitana certainly couldn't hear the hidden meaning. She just grabbed Anser's clothes nervously: "Then, what should I do? I don't want everyone to become disgusting nobles... How can... How can we bully others after living a good life!"

When she thought that her closest family, elders, and friends who had accompanied her for more than ten years of her life might become her most hated oppressors, Xitana's heart tightened and she even felt nauseous.

"It's okay, just listen to Marina."

Anser patted Xitana's back gently: "The reason why she didn't tell you clearly at the time was that she didn't want to see you like this now. You see, she has always considered everything, hasn't she?"

Just as Xitana has absolute trust in Marina, Ansel has almost the same trust in Marina.

On the one hand, based on the girl’s terrifying growth ability, she has already mastered this aspect of things. After another month or two of study, handling the affairs of an entire large territory should be no problem for Marina.

On the other hand, Marina... was someone who would never betray Anser. Her advice to Xitana was indeed based on what Anser said, but she also hoped that Xitana would cause less trouble for Anser.

Because of special reasons during the training, Marina's loyalty to Ansher is higher than her sisterly love for Hitana, not to mention... the feelings between her and the villagers.

If the development of the village and the villagers were left to Marina to manage and control, then any behavior that would bring trouble to Anser, or even bring the slightest stain to his reputation, would be eradicated at the root by Marina, and... she would never hesitate or be embarrassed like Hitana did.

"Then, let Lina take over?" Xitana was still a little hesitant. "Wouldn't that be a bad idea? I always feel like I'm pushing her to be the bad guy..."

Anser couldn't help laughing: "Marina told you what she meant, and she wanted you to let her handle it. Don't you think, Xitana, that Marina will expect you to handle it?"

Shitana was stunned for two seconds and thought that it seemed so, but then she suddenly felt unhappy. Then she thought about it again...there was nothing wrong with what Marina thought.

Even so, she still hit Anser angrily: "Don't say that! Lina...Lina...Humph! Anyway, I'm an idiot, and you two are bullying me."

The girl bit Ansel's hand and looked quite angry, but she felt very relieved in her heart.

No matter what happens, Ansel and Marina will always help her solve it. Now she doesn't need to do those messy thoughts that she is not good at, hates, and does not need to do at all. She lives a clear and comfortable life every day. This is, um, the feeling of happiness!

It feels so good to be supported by Anser! Well, no, I will help, but now is not the right time!

The distress caused by the previous topic disappeared, and Shitana returned to her usual cheerful and happy self. She twisted her body while lying on Ansel's legs, first looked at the coffee table, then stood up and looked around in every corner of the bedroom. I wonder what she was doing?

Anser knew very well what Xitana was looking for and couldn't help laughing: "What are you looking at? A sneaky little mouse?"

"No! Anser, you obviously know it!"

Xitana looked at the smile on Anser's face and bit his neck again in embarrassment: "Gift, my gift! You said you would give it to me tonight!"

Although the surprises that Ansor brought and the activities he arranged today made Hitana so happy that she was at a loss as to what to do, the gift that had been kept mysterious and refused to be mentioned still made her remember it, and she thought that tonight was the most important night.

When she came back, all kinds of possible prophecies had already appeared in Shitana's mind - she even fantasized that the gift was Ansher himself. As for the ridiculous scenes that followed, when Miss Shitana imagined them, her waist became weak and excited, and her face flushed.

Anser held Xitana's slender and tight waist with one hand and whispered in her ear: "Sit down first."

The girl shuddered and subconsciously closed her legs. Her dark red eyes no longer had the slightest bit of ferocity, but instead were so moist that water seemed to be dripping out of them. She bit her lips lightly, and sat down on Anser's legs face to face, nervous and expectant. She naturally put her arms around his neck, and her breathing began to become rapid.

"Well, Anser..."

Xitana's voice became delicate and soft, as cute as a puppy calling: "I am really happy today... I have never had such a happy birthday. No matter... no matter what gift you give me, I will like it, even if, even if..."

Her voice became increasingly quiet: "Even if you intend to use, touch ..."

"What are you thinking about?" Anser laughed and poked Sitana's forehead gently. "I'm celebrating your birthday, why do you suddenly want to put me first?"

"You... who made you so weird?" Sitana hummed softly, "Based on your personality, this is the possibility..."

"I really don't know what image I have in your eyes..."

The young Hydra shook his head and said this, but his face was full of smiles: "Okay, it's not about that, but I will remember what you just said... I won't give you the chance to regret it in the future."

Without waiting for Xitana to answer, Anser held her cheek and said softly:

"Okay, close your eyes."

The gentle sound, as if caressing her skin, made Hitana's heart tremble. She closed her eyes obediently, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly, revealing her nervousness.

Anser... What will Anser give me? Close your eyes... Is he going to kiss me? Is this the gift? Hmm... Although it's a bit casual, if it's full of love, I can accept it -

...Eh.

My neck feels cold. Why did Ansel take off his collar?

The feeling of her beloved's slender fingertips sliding across her skin made Xitana tremble slightly. Just when she was confused about why Anser took off the collar, the slight tightness on her neck soon returned, but...

But it felt completely different. This was not the shock collar she normally wore.

Wait, this can't be... this can't be-

"Okay, open your eyes."

Shitana's cheeks began to feel hot as she opened her eyes again. She just happened to see... Ansher was fastening the collar around her neck.

"An, Anser..." The girl's voice trembled a little because of the strange emotions, "This is... this is..."

"This is my gift to you."

Anser held Xitana's hand and guided it to the side of the collar: "Feel the pattern on it."

With a blank mind, Hitana followed Ansher's instructions and touched the pattern on the collar. It seemed to be a line of concave words.

"Dedicate my love."

Anser put one hand around Xitana's waist and said softly, "These are the words engraved on the outside of the collar. There are also...ah, I should have let you see it before putting it on. I wanted to give you this surprise so much that I didn't consider this. Sorry, Xitana."

The girl hurriedly untied the collar. She looked so anxious and excited that she seemed a little flustered. It was still Ansel who smiled and untied it for her.

With her heart pounding, Shitana looked impatiently at the inside of the collar. The inscriptions on the inside were much longer than those on the outside, and almost occupied half of the inside of the collar.

"To my beloved Xitana, this is proof that you belong to me forever, and it is also my promise that I will never abandon you..."

"...Anther Hydra."

Xitana murmured the words on the collar in a trembling voice, and her eyes gradually filled with sparkling crystals.

"Xitana, I once said that when you put on the Qi Shou ring, my heartbeat will be at your fingertips."

Anser gently stroked Xitana's face: "That was an illusory metaphor, but now, I will turn it into reality."

He put the collar on Xitana again, carefully and meticulously, and then said very gently:

"Through this collar, you can always feel my heartbeat, my pulse. I am always alive within your reach."

When Anser finished saying this, the words on the inner wall of the collar heated up slightly, and then... Shitana felt it, which made her feel extremely at ease. It was the kind of gentle pulsation that would not arouse her slight sense of security even if she fell asleep.

The pulsation seemed to merge with the pulse of her neck, and a sense of happiness and security that Xitana could not describe came from the pulsation of the collar, which spread throughout her body. She stretched out her hand and placed it on Anser's chest. The pulsation from her palm was exactly the same as that in her neck, making Xitana... never felt so close to Anser before.

She liked to lie on Ansel's chest when she was tired and fall asleep listening to the strong and steady heartbeat. Now, that heartbeat was always with her. Every ups and downs, every vibration, brought Hitana a power that she didn't know how to describe, making her blood surge.

Anser hugged the dazed Xitana and whispered in her ear:

"Xitana, as long as you still exist, it is proof that I am alive."

"An…ser."

At this time, Hitana was speechless. She did not kiss deeply with excitement, nor did she shout with joy. Instead, she just hugged Anther tightly, calling Anther's name over and over again.

"Anser...Anser..."

Collar...an item that holds extraordinary meaning to Sitana.

This was the beginning and the end of Ansel's domestication of her.

This is her determination to show her loyalty to Anser even at the cost of her life, and it is also the reason why Anser has such an unreasonable preference for her.

Her dedication and help to Anser also started from here, but... it will never end.

The girl reached out again to touch the writing on the outside of the collar.

【Dedicate my love】

This was the proper response she received for her devotion to Ansher.

Holding Ansel in her arms, Xitana felt an unprecedented peace.

There were no more messy thoughts in her mind. Feeling the steady pulse, she even just wanted to sleep happily and peacefully in Ansel's arms.

It turns out... this is the greatest happiness.

There is no excited emotion, no burning desire, only the feeling that everything in the world is so beautiful and the tranquility is so peaceful.

"Anther..." Sitana, who was leaning on Anther's shoulder, murmured in a dreamy voice, "Can you please call me by another name?"

"……Um?"

"You already call me Ming Fuluo and A Luo, why don't you call me more intimately?"

"Is that so..." Anser smiled and touched Xitana's hair, "Then I'll call you... Xier?"

The girl's body trembled, she twisted her body, and hugged Anther even tighter, wishing she could rub herself into Anther's body.

"Can you bark again?" She bit Ansel's ear cutely.

"Xie'er."

"Yeah! Scream again!"

"Xie'er."

“Hahahaha…I want to listen more, I want to listen more!”

This time, nothing radical happened in the room. There were only two stupid boys and girls. One of them patiently repeated the affectionate name, and the other foolishly let him say it over and over again with pleasure.

But at this moment, the petite doll sitting in the closet with her knees hugged closed her eyes, refusing to look at the scene in front of her.

Even when Ming Furo was forced by Ansor to watch him and Xitana fighting all night, she had never been so reluctant.

But at the same time…her current feelings are more than just the pain caused by this kind of differential treatment.

She was not the kind of person who would go on complaining endlessly and do nothing but lament her current misery.

On the contrary, what Ming Furo felt now was more and what she could not accept was... the hurt that Ansel had never confessed to anyone, that Xitana did not know, and that even Ansel himself did not know.

harm……

Everything was just as Anelsa said. Even when taking advantage of his feelings for Hitana, Ansher did not hesitate, and even... did not realize it.

If leaving her here was just revenge or just his bad taste, Ming Fuluo would not be like this... She would not be able to accept it.

But Ansher just isn't that kind of person.

He had his own purpose in everything he did. Even at this moment, when he wholeheartedly and unreservedly expressed his feelings to Hitana, he still did not forget... to use this emotional gap to calculate himself, others, and all those he regarded as enemies.

Ming Fuluo even felt that Anelissa had not touched the core of the problem, and no one had touched the core of the problem.

But she is not needed, is despised, and is not qualified.

Ming Fuluo did not feel miserable. She knew very well that she had brought this upon herself. What made her miserable, powerless and painful was the reality that she could not change.

But even so, you still have to do it, Mingfuluo.

Even if Anser doesn't need it, even if you are not qualified, you have a reason to do it.

She forced herself to open her eyes and look at the current Ansher, the Hydra who was clearly devoted to the girl in his arms but still cast a teasing look at her.

This playfulness, this unconsciousness, this abnormal change... is why you have to act.

In this bedroom, there is a pair of lovers connected by pulse, and a broken heart.

Chapter 57: The Flow of Destiny

Inside the Tower of Babel, Hendrick, who had just finished a meeting, rubbed his temples and let out a light breath.