The villain's way to tame the protagonist

"As long as he is a mortal, as long as he has a brain, he will definitely make this choice! Whether it's him or someone else, no matter who it is... it's the same!"

Ivora sneered with contempt and pleasure:

"If you put these gadgets and the chance to become a transcendent before a mortal, 10,000 out of 10,000 people will choose the latter."

"——This world is full of poor creatures who long to become extraordinary!"

Chapter 77: The Redemption You Can Make

With Anser's unusually strong performance, Ivora should have returned empty-handed.

But in the end, she still got what she wanted, so... easily.

And the one who let Ivora get all these was not Ansher, not Ming Furo, not anyone with bad intentions.

But in this change... the biggest beneficiary.

This is the person Ming Fuluo hopes will have a better life.

Miss Doll looked up at Anser and found that his expression did not fluctuate at all. Thinking back to everything that had happened along the way, and Anser's knowledge of everything, she finally understood what the end of the game and the end of the journey were.

"Father."

Ming Fuluo, with a gray look in her eyes, said in a daze: "Did you already know that this would happen?"

The glimmer of hope that I had just grasped was completely destroyed.

"Is this hard to predict?" Anser asked, "Why do you think Laurel is so eager to speed up the process of making the Pelican Chamber of Commerce famous?"

"Because this was his original purpose. He wanted to use these potions to exchange for the opportunity to become a transcendent."

"Of course he didn't think of approaching Ivora at first. He might have thought of other big shots who might be interested in this thing, but due to my restraint, no one took the initiative to approach him. In addition, the potion was almost used up, so he had to give it a try... and try every possible way to accelerate the destruction of the Pelican Chamber of Commerce."

"And apparently..."

Young Hydra looked at Laurel, who was kissing the potion in tears, and sighed:

"He won the bet."

"From my personal perspective." Anser supported his cane with both hands, his eyes showing a little satisfaction. "I admire people who can have such determination. He is not bad."

Anser did not comment much on Laurel's ability, but only praised his courage, and did not show any displeasure at his final behavior.

"And do you think... in this game, he is the only one chasing the extraordinary?"

Anser lowered his head slightly and looked at the confused Ming Fuluo: "The peasants' rapid riot was the beginning of the acceleration of the Pelican Chamber of Commerce. Laurel didn't have the ability at that time, nor would he have such an idea. So... who pushed this matter?"

"The answer is our Earl Watson. He also hopes to attract the attention of important figures, especially Ivora... and try to ride on her chariot. No one knows how much effort he has put in behind the scenes during this period."

"Did he break the rules? Of course not. He had no idea about the farmland or the potions. What he did even helped to boost food production... It's ironic, isn't it?"

"Extraordinary...Extraordinary. Those who possess it desire to go further, and those who do not possess it will risk everything to get a chance."

Anser put his hand on Ming Fuluo's head and whispered softly, "Do you think what Ivora said is right, my dear Ming Fuluo?"

"Anyone in this world will make the same choice as Laurel."

"..."

As Ming Fuluo's body trembled, Ivo, who was burning the wound with blood flames, curled the corners of his mouth: "Do you like playing house with your little dolls so much? Anser? Forget it..."

The wound caused by the bullet finally healed, leaving behind a conspicuous scar that was slowly healing. However, Ivora did not seem to care about it. Instead, he declared happily and arrogantly with the attitude of a winner:

"Whatever games you want to play, these little gadgets were given to me by him."

The woman's eyes were filled with brutality and ferocity. "If you still want to provoke me, then let's see if I can kill both of you poisonous snakes together with that old man!"

She uttered these murderous words, words that could burn the entire empire and even the entire continent to ashes, then turned into flames and disappeared on the spot.

thump—

Ming Fuluo's petite body finally collapsed to her knees, she looked at the place where the blood flame disappeared, her arms hanging down like a puppet with its strings cut.

ended.

This game...is completely over here.

I thought the person who would sit back and watch it go to the worst possible situation almost led the ending to be perfect with such a tough attitude, but the beneficiary of it ended up destroying it all with his own hands.

It is not difficult to guess what Ivola will do after getting the potion.

The powerful sorcerers under her command could easily reverse-engineer the structure of the potion and then mass-produce it...Since Ivora is interested in this, she will definitely put the potion to practical use.

When a tyrannical crown prince who does whatever he wants, is absolutely selfish, and doesn't care about civilians or even extraordinary people at all, controls the food lifeline of the entire empire...

No... the most terrifying thing is not this. The most terrifying thing is that when Ivora loses interest in it, when Ivora "gets tired of playing with it" and hands it over to someone casually... what will become of the entire empire?

This game should not have started. If it hadn't started, then nothing would have happened, and it would not have been possible to have such an ending in the end. If it had started from the beginning -

"You're thinking now, if you hadn't planned to play this game with me in the first place, then nothing would have happened, right?"

Ansel's emotional voice reached Ming Furo's ears.

"Ming Fuluo...Ming Fuluo, don't you think that this kind of thinking makes you look even more pathetic?"

He reached out his hand, pinched Ming Fuluo's chin, lifted up her completely numb face, and said with pity:

"You can't even hold on to your belief in pursuing your ideals?"

The pair of purple eyes, which had become dim and almost lightless, trembled slightly.

Right... No, I shouldn't think like that, there's nothing wrong with trying to make it happen, it's just... it's just me...

"Or are you just ignoring, hiding, and trying to escape? In your eyes, the 'ideal' is nothing more than a pale word, an empty slogan, a meaningless...illusion?"

The devil suddenly grabbed up the poor doll that was slumped on the ground. His originally gentle and compassionate expression turned cold in an instant, and his soft and intimate words just now were extremely cruel. The hand that tightly grasped Ming Furo's shoulders seemed to break her bones, like a snake injecting venom into the blood vessels of its prey, wanting to pour out all his current malice and cruelty through pain as a carrier.

"You are avoiding the fact that you don't understand how to achieve change. You are avoiding the fact that you don't know how to pursue your ideals. You are avoiding... the truth behind this false and empty reality. You are avoiding——"

"I didn't...I didn't!"

Ming Furo screamed with a hoarse voice. She, who used to be always calm, always firm, always invincible and indestructible, was now so miserable and struggling under Anser's hands. She wanted to break free from Anser's grip like crazy, but all she got in return was more intense pain.

Idealists themselves are indestructible.

Even if they are blocked, crushed, knocked down, no matter how bruised and battered they are, their unyielding will will only burn again and again.

In this case, then instead of destroying them themselves, let's destroy...their ideals.

"Your persistence has no reason."

“You know nothing about change.”

"The salvation you expected ended up bringing even greater disaster."

"Even the people you wanted to save were unwilling to accept such kindness, and instead pushed everything into the abyss with their own hands."

The young Hydra gently wielded the icy blade, dismembering Mingflora Zeg's existence bit by bit, splitting her personality into pieces.

"Tell me, dear Minflor, dear... Helen."

The devil's words became gentle and compassionate again. Such extreme and split switches made his face become hazy and overlapping in Ming Furo's eyes.

Which one is the devil who wants to destroy him, and which one is the father who can educate and guide him?

"Are you willing to admit your nothingness? Are you willing to accept yourself...how to change everything, knowing nothing, willing to accept your weakness?"

"If you wish—"

The young man who had patiently and gently guided and taught her during this period seemed to have returned again. He gently stroked Ming Fuluo's cheek and murmured with great concern:

"I will give you a chance to change this terrible ending."

"...!"

Ming Fuluo's lips kept trembling. She looked at the young man in front of her with disbelief, who was smiling gently at her. Her dead eyes flashed with the last ray of shaky, fragile light after several cycles of hope and despair.

"Change...chance?"

"That's right." Anser said softly, "I will find a way to get those potions back from Ivora, but the price... will most likely be paid by you."

"I do, I do...I do!"

A lighthouse on land was found in the storm that engulfed everything, and a ray of light was caught in the endless darkness... The poor puppet who had achieved nothing and could do nothing finally saw the possibility of redemption.

Even though she didn't shed a tear at the moment of her collapse, she now clutched Anser's sleeve with tears streaming down her face, choking and saying, "If I can stop Ivora, if I can change this outcome, any price is worth it... any price is worth it."

"Price? No, no, no, when I asked you if you were willing, I wasn't referring to the price. The price is what Ivola will ask of you. It's not the price I ask of you, Helen."

Anser gently wiped away Ming Fuluo's hot and crystal tears, and spoke the most cruel and vicious words in the most delicate and caring voice:

"I just want to get the answer to that question just now."

"..."

- If I could realize the series of impacts that would be brought about by the surge in food prices, I could choose to intervene at the beginning of the game. If I could intervene, then the whole situation would not have accelerated so madly to its current point, and Ivora would not have turned his attention to an ordinary territory that is everywhere in the empire, and then that horrible future would not have happened.

If I had understood what this change would bring, none of this would have happened.

This is all... my fault. I am just like Anser said, even though I have been pursuing my ideal for fifteen years, I don't know how to realize it; I am just like him, and I still haven't found the reason why I persisted to this point.

I am just like he said... nothingness.

"I……"

Staring into those warm, sincere ocean-blue eyes, Ming Fuluo found that when she accepted this fact... she was not so desperate.

She knew clearly that this was Ansher's trick, and that Ansher was taking advantage of the situation, but she had no way to refuse and no reason to refuse.

This is for... salvation, to avoid the ending from falling into an irreversible situation.

This is the last, only, and unmissable opportunity.

Ansel's gaze and this conclusion made the fear in Ming Furo's heart dissipate little by little.

When she reached out and touched the emptiness and nothingness that she dared not face, she found... this fact did not seem so difficult to accept.

This long and painful experience has already paved the way for today. Everything she has experienced during this period of time has pushed her to admit this fact.

"Yes……"

Ming Fuluo, who was no longer crying, murmured softly: "I... never understood anything. I neither understood what change was, nor did I know why I was chasing it."

When she said this, Ming Fuluo felt... just relaxed.

The heavy shackles wrapped around her were shattered along with this near self-destructive collapse.

She pulled the corners of her mouth and actually wanted to laugh:

"I am... just such a nothingness. Haha... hahaha... just such a nothingness."

Anser stared at her for a long time, and finally raised his eyebrows:

"But even so, you don't seem to have given up your last insistence... Hehe, but it doesn't matter, I have heard what I want."

He leaned over and gently kissed Ming Fuluo's lips:

"Don't worry, dear Helen, you will get what you want, too."

"This time..."

The devil said meaningfully: "This is the end."

*

boom!

Mr. Anser, who had pulled the trigger on the eldest princess who despised everyone in Little Pelican City, was now pressed on the bed by the former.

"Bastard thing..."

The woman pointed gloomily at the scar on her cheek that had not yet fully healed: "Aren't you going to explain it?"

“Is it hard to understand the shock and plausibility of the drama?”

Ansher was lying on the soft bed, his nose almost touching the pair of plump breasts that were not tied up and thus hung in front of his eyes like giant drops of water.

"Damn it, you're crazy enough to shoot, and it's convincing enough!"

Ivora's anger did not subside because of Anser's words. Instead, he became even more furious: "If that bullet hits... do you know what the consequences will be?"

"How could it possibly hit the most powerful space sorcerer in the entire empire?" Anser raised an eyebrow and said, "It was able to scratch your cheek, wasn't it because you were cooperating with me?"

"Because I didn't know your damn bullet had an enchantment that strengthened it to this extent! Damn...what kind of monster is Flamel?"

Ivora growled, his eyes spitting out blazing flames: "Your excuse is invalid, I need your compensation now!"