The villain's way to tame the protagonist

"——What about the explosion?"

boom!

A terrifying explosion even more shocking than the castle safety explosion exploded in the sky, and Shitana could even feel the scorching heat burning her cheeks.

The girl stared blankly at the flames and smoke dissipating in the air, and heard the voice of "Teacher" in her ears.

"the fifth time."

Anser looked at the poor wolf cub with a helpless but tolerant look: "In this actual battle, even if all the previous options were correct and you barely made it to the end, you still have no chance of survival, Xitana."

"..."

The snow-haired girl lost all her strength and fell softly to the ground.

Her eyes were somewhat empty, somewhat trembling, and more than anything else... disbelief.

She couldn't believe how vulnerable she was.

But the facts were right in front of her, presented so clearly and in detail by Anser, almost torn into pieces before her eyes.

The fact is, she would die five times, or rather, if it weren't for Anser's guidance, she would have died the first moment she was surrounded by these assassins.

Even though she was supported so patiently all the way, she still had to pay the price with her life because of her wrong choice.

Hitana didn't think about anything - this level of fighting was not something she could participate in right now, or that her intuition would definitely be useful in actual combat, she didn't think so.

Because the person who could easily see through all the killer's actions, all his purposes, and all his means, and who could easily dispel them, and who even had the spare time to teach her what to do, was standing next to her.

Caring, forgiving, looking at yourself patiently without saying "you let me down".

Instead, he looked at me calmly and gently with a look that said... "Although I didn't do well, it's not your fault."

The girl's body trembled, her sharp canine teeth pierced her lips, and the fishy-sweet blood flowed into her mouth, but it could not extinguish the unwillingness and shame burning in her chest.

How could she, who once despised the other person so much and saw him so clearly, still have the nerve to make excuses?

"You seem very sad, Xitana." Anser stood beside Xitana and whispered gently, "It's just a lesson. There's no need to take it too seriously."

"...It's none of your business."

The girl's bloodstained lips opened and closed slightly. She did not say anything excessively rude, but just spoke in a low and hoarse voice.

Somewhat fragile, some helpless.

After Ansir shattered her self-esteem, Xitana once again suffered unspeakable pain - the talents and abilities that she was proud of were so vulnerable.

Just as Ansel had said to her.

[You are worthless to those nobles. You won their kindness only because of my kindness.]

Anser looked at the girl for a long time, then chuckled, and the laughter became louder and louder, with no intention of concealing it, but magically... it did not contain any hint of sarcasm or contempt.

"Shitana, dear Shitana."

Anser touched the girl's snow-white short hair, and the latter's body trembled slightly, but she did not resist forcefully.

“Do you know how much it took for me to be who I am today?”

pay.

Monsters like Hydra never need to make any effort. They just need to find a suitable leader and wait for a certain opportunity to come, then they can look down on all living beings.

But from the time he was born until now, in these sixteen years, Anser has not chosen any leader, so if he wants to be strong, he can only be like ordinary people.

Make an effort.

"I started learning combat skills at the age of six, nine hours a day. I started learning magic at the age of seven, six hours a day."

“From the age of ten, I studied twenty hours a day, learning everything I needed to know.”

In the face of Xitana's incredulous eyes, Anser's tone remained calm and gentle.

"—Until now. All the knowledge and training have made me who I am today."

"I believe in your talent, Sitana. All you lack is what I have gained from my efforts so far."

"And I will give you all this."

He glanced at Sitana's hand holding the collar and chuckled, "So, do you want it?"

"…It's not that good."

Xitana followed Anser's gaze and her eyes fell on the collar in her hand.

"You know the price."

"..."

The girl was silent for a long time, and finally raised her hand, lowered her head, and slowly put the thing that she deeply hated around her neck.

"You said..." She whispered softly, "You said that you would become my nourishment, right, Hydra."

"Of course." Anser smiled, "I can provide you with everything you want to eat."

"……very good."

The young wolf raised his head again, that indelible arrogance burning in his eyes once again.

pat-

She fastened the collar viciously and said fiercely: "Then you can just wait for me to eat you up!"

"I look forward to it."

Hydra chuckled in triumph.

Chapter 31: Hydra and the Grand Duke

Why didn't Anser bother the warlock? Of course, it was because he saw that the situation was hopeless. As a qualified assassin, the other party would have run away directly.

And he doesn't need to do anything, someone will take care of the remaining killers for him.

After finishing teaching Xitana, Anser walked towards the exhausted and wounded Viscount Xiaofeng, with a concerned look on his face: "Are you okay, Your Excellency?"

"…I'm fine. Thank you for your help, Lord Hydra."

Poor Viscount Xiaofeng pulled the corners of his mouth and forced a smile with great difficulty.

"It looks like you haven't been hurt yet. Very good." Anser nodded with satisfaction. "Although I don't mind using some potions to keep you alive, meaningless waste should always be avoided."

Without waiting for Viscount Xiaofeng to say anything, he continued kindly, "Please contact the Grand Duke of Gray Tower for me, Your Excellency."

The man's face was stiff and strange for a moment, even Xitana could see it. He lowered his head, coughing up blood, and said in a tired voice: "Grand Duke? Lord Hydra, how can I contact the Grand Duke? You——"

"Your Excellency, your clumsy struggle is meaningless to me."

Anser interrupted Viscount Xiaofeng, his tone still gentle: "Your value lies only in allowing my Xitana to re- and formally recognize the world of extraordinary people."

"If you had postponed the assassination, you could have lived two more days. But unfortunately, you can't even wait two days, so I can only end this trip early."

He sighed somewhat sadly, "My maids took great pains to pack my luggage for me. To be honest, I feel like I have let them down a bit by going back in such a short time."

The scene that was devastated by the assassination fell into a long silence.

Anser's voice was not loud, so Xitana, who was standing there, didn't know what he said, but she could feel the...violently fluctuating emotions coming from Viscount Xiaofeng.

Despair and...anger?

"I... don't quite understand what you mean." He tried hard to hide the turmoil in his heart, "So you plan to..."

The man's face twitched. He raised his head slightly and stared at Anser with fierce eyes: "Are you going to grant me your mercy?"

"Mercy? No, no, no... Viscount Xiaofeng, you don't have that chance."

Without warning, Anser raised his hand and swung Gleipnir. The four blades on the whip rotated and penetrated into Viscount Howling Wind's ankles and scapula, causing him to scream and fall to the ground.

The kind and tolerant Hydra had no expression on his face at this moment.

"You yourself betrayed my kindness."

"So, you have to accept the punishment—"

The coldness on his face quickly melted away and turned into a beautiful smile that made people feel like spring breeze.

The young man with brilliant blond hair bent down and whispered in Viscount Xiaofeng's ear:

"It has nothing to do with the laws of the empire, nor with morality. It is only a punishment to earn my forgiveness."

"Well, actually I don't need you to help me contact Lord Gray Tower. I still have the Grand Duke's contact information."

Anser smiled and stood up, looking down at Viscount Xiaofeng's embarrassed appearance:

"I just wanted to see what expression you would show at that time."

He clapped his hands lightly and said cheerfully, "This is a really good entertainment, Your Excellency."

Compared to Count Chishuang, Viscount Xiaofeng seemed to be more tolerant, but that didn't mean he was better than his boss, quite the opposite... Count Chishuang's madness was because he quickly saw his true situation, while Viscount Xiaofeng obviously still placed a glimmer of hope on the Grand Duke.

"Xitana." Anser, who was standing in front of Viscount Xiaofeng, suddenly said, "Bring my chair over here, and my coat."

The snow-haired girl scratched her neck which was bound by the collar. Although she didn't know what was wrong with Ansel again, she still did as he asked and moved the big chair that Ansel sat on when fishing, along with his clothes.

"Are we just going to do nothing?" She looked puzzled. "His guards should be arriving soon, no matter how useless they are. How are we going to explain it then?"

"I rarely waste time, Xitana." Anser sat down calmly and motioned Xitana to take out the communication magic crystal from her pocket. "So I have already dealt with the problem you thought of."

"..." Xitana's eyelids twitched. As she took out the communication magic crystal and handed it to Anser, she thought to herself that no matter how powerful this guy was, he always liked to brag. He was with her almost all day long, so where did he find the time to deal with so many things? Could he split himself?

As the girl was muttering in her heart, the communication magic crystal in Ansher's hand began to flash a light grey. After a while, the magic crystal projected a three-dimensional image of a huge grey tower. After a brief flash, the projection of the grey tower turned into an old man with a neat hairstyle, a kind face and a vigorous spirit.

He had a mustache and wore a pair of small round-framed glasses. He looked very scholarly. The background behind him seemed to be a study, or possibly an office.

"I didn't expect you to contact me out of the blue, little Hydra."

The most powerful Duke in the North raised the hot tea in his hand to Anser: "What's the matter?"

There was no honorific "you", no "Sir" added after Hydra, and Anser was not even addressed as "little" in front.

The Grand Duke of Grey Tower's attitude towards Anser is completely different from that of other nobles.

And Anser's attitude towards him was completely different from his attitude towards other nobles.

The young man bowed his head slightly and said, "It's been a long time since we last met, Your Excellency. The last time we contacted was probably four years ago."

"To be precise, it's four years, six months and five days." A sighing expression appeared on the kind face of the Grey Tower Grand Duke. "When you asked me to teach you the principles of forbidden techniques, you were just a young and immature child. In the blink of an eye, you have grown up so big."

Anser smiled and said, "Time is unforgiving to us, sir."

"Yes, time is unforgiving to us." The old man sighed for a while, then asked gently, "So, why did you contact me this time? Are you still asking for advice on magic? Just ask."

"No, I want to get something back from you."

"Oh?" The Grand Duke of Gray Tower was very surprised, "I don't remember taking anything from you, little Hydra."

"Is it Viscount Longbing's life, soul, or... something else?" Anser said gently and politely, "I have already reserved it, and he has agreed."

"Is there such a thing? But who is that Viscount Longbing?"

The old man still expressed his confusion: "Although I am a bit stingy, I won't snatch things from young people, let alone a mere viscount."

Viscount Xiaofeng, who was lying on the ground unable to move, showed a hint of hope on his face.

Yes, Hydra had no evidence. He had no evidence to prove that he, Viscount Longbing, had any connection with the Grand Duke of Grey Tower.

What can he do as long as the Grand Duke of Grey Tower firmly objects?

Then, Anser took out another thing from the pocket of the wolf cloak.

A shadow crystal.

"Do you want to see what images are stored in this crystal, Your Excellency?" Young Hydra smiled and spoke leisurely.

In the brief silence, Xitana was confused.

——Where did he get this thing from? When I touched my pocket just now, there was nothing in it except the communication magic crystal.

Chapter 32: Domination of the Snake