The villain's way to tame the protagonist

"You like to talk to me about meaningless things and ask meaningless questions."

Anser looked down at the beautiful snow-white short hair and chuckled, "But even if your question is meaningless, have I ever refused to answer it? Except last night, because that was you who said no."

Sitana was speechless.

It seems...it seems to be the case?

Only then, and only then, did Hitana vaguely realize that Anther had bestowed something other than extra tolerance on her.

That's extraordinary patience.

He never refused to answer her questions, even if the questions were sometimes so stupid that she herself felt embarrassed.

And in never refusing, Ansel never lies.

The girl bit her lip and twirled her hair with her fingers anxiously: "Then, then you, I mean, Hydra... Your Excellency, can you... tell me?"

"Of course." Anser answered without hesitation, "I can tell you from the beginning."

"Let's start with the most superficial thing - you are curious about why someone would want to kill those two viscounts, right?"

"……Um."

"Simply because someone wants to use them against me."

Xitana's heart was half off fishing: "Kill them, how can I deal with you? Are you familiar with them?"

"Not that I'm particularly familiar with them." Anser shrugged, "I just asked them to assassinate me."

"..."

The poor girl was shocked again by these light words. This time, the inspiration that had not been connected in her mind burst out instantly.

"You..." She screamed on the spot, "Did you arrange the assassination that day?!"

"Is it difficult to understand?"

"Nonsense, who would ask someone to assassinate me?"

"So what do you think an assassination will lead to, only death?"

Anser asked back: "Will the war only bring destruction and pain? That is just the interpretation of writers and playwrights, dear Xitana."

"There has never been any meaningless killing or death in this world."

In Xitana's silence, Anser calmly and honestly revealed everything to her: "A brave and kind young nobleman, on the day after he executed the cruel lord, he went to the nobles' banquet in person and proposed many new laws that would benefit the people at the banquet. Then... he was assassinated by the nobles with ill intentions. You see, how right and reasonable it was."

"So," the blond boy put his hand on Xitana's shoulder and said softly, "The young foreign nobles are more brilliant and dazzling, and the ugly local nobles are more despicable. And all this... only needs a small assassination without any risk, which even you can easily deal with - although Savile took action at that time, you can indeed handle it."

Anser could feel the warmth coming from his palms, and he could also feel the anger and coldness emanating from Xitana... that permeated from her bones.

That was not the rage he felt when he was humiliated and disciplined by Anser, but another deeper and more thorough... hatred and anger.

"It's...disgusting." She squeezed out these four words from between her teeth, and then said hatefully, "I deeply regret the little good impression I had of you, Hydra."

"You are the most disgusting person I have ever seen in my life, bar none."

If there was a favorability progress bar to observe, then the progress bar above Hitana's head, which was almost reaching zero and reaching the middle, must have suddenly fallen back to the bottom of the negative number at this moment.

But Ansher didn't mind, or rather, he needed hatred like that from Hitana.

Such calmness and depth will gradually bury her own...hatred.

Very good, keep it up, dear Sitana.

Anser was so happy that he wanted to whisper in her ear -

Your growth is about to begin

Chapter 28: The Wolf Cub's First Education Part 2

Of course, Anser couldn't show any unnecessary emotions to Xitana now, so he just asked without any anger: "Then do you want to continue listening, Xitana?"

"…Why not?"

The fishing rod in Xitana's hand cracked with several lines, and she replied expressionlessly: "I won't listen, so aren't you a disgusting guy? And... move your hands away!"

Anser smiled and removed his hand from Xitana's shoulder: "Look, this is something you would never say before. Shouldn't you hate everything about a person when you hate him, Xitana?"

"Don't act like you know me so well!"

The girl turned around with a scowl on her face, and her slightly twitching face made her sharp canine teeth slightly exposed.

Although he still had trouble controlling his temper, he had finally grown. This satisfied Anser very much. It had only been a few days, but his training had already been very effective.

"Then, let's continue with the previous topic." Anser took a step back and generously gave Xitana a comfortable social distance. "Since I have won the hearts of the people of Red Frost Territory through those two viscounts... then, why did those who targeted me do so?"

"..." Xitana slowly turned her head back, seemingly putting her mind back on the fishing rod, but in her heart she began to think about Anser's problem.

Hydra has won the support of the people of Red Frost Territory... His words are more effective than anything else now, so the only one who wants to deal with him is...

"Is it...Red Frost Leader, Master?"

Following the concise train of thought provided by Anser, Xitana murmured to herself in disbelief.

"But, but how is this possible? Didn't you kill Earl Red Frost?"

"Who told you that the master of the Red Frost Territory is Earl Red Frost?" Anser asked back.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Who else could the Lord of the Red Frost Territory be other than Earl Red Frost?"

"Can the lord control everything in the territory?"

The young noble shook his head and chuckled: "Shitana, the village chief manages the village, but he has to kowtow to the tax collector; the tax collector can run rampant in the small village, but he has to tremble when he meets a noble in the city."

"Then why do you think there is no one above the Earl? Is it just because the place he controls is bigger than the village? Much bigger?"

In silence, Anser said to the young wolf who was lost in thought: "Don't let your narrow vision limit your thinking, Xitana. What you can see is always limited, but the height and depth of your thinking can reach the end of heaven and the end of the abyss."

Now, Hitana was very quiet, which was rare.

Even though fate had been trying to ignite the never-extinguished rage in her heart, it had always had little effect.

"... Is there someone more powerful who is controlling Earl Scarlet Frost and using him to control the Scarlet Frost Territory?"

Xitana lowered her eyes and whispered, "Is it... the Emperor?"

"Then you think too highly of our Lord Earl." Anser laughed, "He is just a Grand Duke, one of the only two Grand Dukes in the North, the Duke of Grey Tower."

"You should have an impression of him because he is the principal of the Skyfrost Tower, and the name of the Gray Tower also comes from this."

Xitana was slightly stunned, then she jumped up on the spot: "You mean that old guy who looks like a bad guy?!"

"...If this is your impression of the Duke of Grey Tower." Anser shrugged, "Then that's him."

The girl put down her fishing rod with a gloomy look on her face and paced back and forth.

"In other words, all the good things that Count Chishuang did were instigated by him?"

"Of course not. You can go to my study when you return to find comprehensive information about what happened between them."

Anser did not intend to say more about this matter. After all, what he wanted to explain to Hitana now was the current events, and he also hoped that after listening to his story, Miss Wolf Cub would be able to independently interpret the special features of the Red Frost Territory.

Seeing that Anser didn't want to continue, Xitana curled her lips and said, "It's because you took advantage of the Gray Tower that he wants to deal with you... Wait, what does this have to do with him hiring someone to kill the two viscounts?"

"If I kill them, they will definitely die. But if it is the Grey Tower Grand Duke who kills them, that may not be the case."

"???" Xitana was confused, "Why are you going to kill them again? Aren't you here to help them?"

"Because they did some dirty things for Earl Red Frost." Anser said casually, "If we follow the normal process, they will receive very, very adequate, um... punishment before they die."

Whether it was smuggling national resources or wanton looting and killing, according to imperial law, the torture these two viscounts had to endure before being sentenced to death was, in some ways, more horrible than death.

"My condition for letting them assassinate me is that I will give them a quick and merciful death."

Hitana felt that there must be something wrong with this world.

If a person uses "I will kill you" as a condition to get others to do something for him, will someone really do it for him?

Are you kidding me? Are all of you nobles crazy?

Seeing Xitana's shocked expression, Anser smiled happily and explained: "If someone else had asked this, it might not have had any effect, but Xitana, do you know who I am?"

"I am Flamel Hydra's son, Hydra's only heir. I want them to suffer a hundred times, and their despair will not be less than a thousand times."

The blond boy, who was as warm and bright as the sun, gently shook his cane and spoke cold, terrifying and vicious words in an extremely gentle tone:

"I tell them that the death I grant is a mercy."

"Then they will have no choice but to accept my mercy."

At this point, Hitana was finally able to connect all the strangeness she felt.

No longer needing Anser's reminder, she turned her head to look at the highest point of the castle, and gradually muttered to herself with some understanding:

"That's why they died in front of you... No, that's not death. Maybe it's some kind of fake death. I saw with my own eyes the old fox principal resurrect a student's dead pet..."

The girl turned her head and looked at Anser, meeting his satisfied sea-blue eyes: "This way they won't be killed by you, and then, then they can... turn around and identify you!"

Xitana's tone gradually became excited: "They can identify you. You directed and acted in the assassination yourself! Now everyone will know that you are a despicable liar!"

"Right! That's right! So you can't let them get killed, because you... you are nothing without that staff, and there's no strange warlock around you, so you can't be sure whether they are really dead or just pretending to be dead! But they have the help of the Gray Tower... maybe there is a way to survive. And they're going to die anyway. If it were me, I would rather be killed by others than die at the hands of you!"

The extremely excited young wolf chattered away, fluently coming up with a series of flawless inferences, even taking the nobles' damned self-esteem into consideration.

Hitana's cheeks flushed with excitement, and a sense of accomplishment that was completely different from a successful hunt arose spontaneously. She had never experienced this feeling before, the feeling of separating the silk threads that were bothering her, and finally blowing gently, so that they flew powerlessly in the air and could no longer interfere with her pleasure.

What? I am very smart, super smart! Even Lina may not be able to think things through so clearly like me!

When she thought of this, Xitana became even more proud. She thought she had figured out the whole thing, so she put her hands on her hips and laughed:

"Then I won't help you! I'll just watch that guy run away right under your nose. If you can let everyone see your true face... then punish me!"

Just as he finished speaking, Viscount Xiaofeng's safe house high up in the castle exploded on the spot.

Chapter 29: Fighting and Killing

The explosion scared Xitana, and Anser sighed helplessly: "You really can't wait even a day, am I that scary?"

"Shitana."

He turned to look at the snow-haired girl who was staring at the explosion: "Answer me, why did Viscount Longbing, an ordinary person, die before I came, but Viscount Xiaofeng is still alive now."

Still shocked by the explosion, Xitana was stunned for a while, then tentatively answered: "Because... ordinary people are more likely to die?"

"It's not that easy for a transcendent to die."

"Is there any difference?" Xitana was speechless.

"Of course." Anser looked up at the thick smoke and dust high above the castle, "Because you have to understand one thing. Only those who have reached the third stage of transcendence have truly entered the realm of 'transcendence'."

"If he wants me to believe that this is a genuine assassination, then the best option is not to act, but to die at the hands of the assassin after a desperate fight."

"Watch out, Xitana." Anser leaned on his cane, narrowed his eyes and said softly.

"This is not a fight played in the academy, but a real... life-and-death battle between extraordinary people."

"Remember the details. You'll thank me."

The next moment, an angry howl instantly dispersed the smoke and dust caused by the explosion.

Hitana saw that, high up, a shirtless man with blood gushing out of his mouth swung the war hammer in his hand directly at the assassin in light armor.

She saw the man's body explode directly, and the violent force surging in the war hammer tore the muscles and bones into pieces. But at the same time that the assassin was blown into pieces by Xiaofeng, the blood splattered in the exploded flesh suddenly condensed, connecting the flesh and bones, and turned into a scarlet evil net, tightly binding Viscount Xiaofeng from the front!

Viscount Xiaofeng, who was bound by the blood net, had difficulty responding for a while and seemed to be in a dead end. Hitana, who had excellent eyesight, could see orange-red flames through the gap that was blown open. In the safe house... there seemed to be a ball of fire exploding!

"Hey, he's going to die."

Xitana couldn't help but taunt Anser again. She would definitely be punished when she returned anyway, so she might as well vent now: "Is this the detail you asked me to see?"

"...Shitana, what did you learn in the Skyfrost Tower?"

Anser rubbed his brows and said, "In your eyes, a warrior who relies on his body has nothing else to rely on except his body?"

"Anyway, any serious warrior should learn this skill of instant magic immunity."

The blazing fireball bombarded Viscount Xiaofeng like a giant cannon!

"It seems that he feels that he cannot make me feel uneasy if he is too far away. According to the script, the point where this Viscount was blown away is..."