The villain's way to tame the protagonist

"Mingfroy Zeg."

The young Hydra opened his eyes, his voice was filled with the horror of the monsters of the abyss, and revealed the majesty and wrath of a ruler.

In those ocean-blue eyes, there was something completely unfamiliar… superior.

"Why do you think you have any reason to refuse?"

"..."

"Why do you think you have all this? Why do you think the Tower of Babel is what it is now?"

The cane in his hand tapped lightly on the ground, but it made a sound as loud as thunder in Ming Furo's ears.

"Is it because of the guns? Because of Ivora's gaze and favor?"

The young devil's mouth corners slightly raised, his smile was so heart-warming, yet so... cruel and vicious.

"No, I tell you, it's because... me."

"Because I'm by your side."

He walked happily in the heavy rain. The sound of his boots stepping on the rooftop was crisp and pleasant, but to Ming Fuluo it sounded like the death knell from hell.

"Because the relationship between you and I is ambiguous, because you may become my contracted leader... because in their eyes, you have a value far beyond what you have now, and you are worth winning over."

"But what if I left you? No, no, no... not just a simple departure, but... a ruthless abandonment, forsaking, or even... destruction?"

Anser smiled and snapped his fingers: "Remember, I asked you not to mention my name when publishing all guns, all weapons, and all special designs. Publish them all under your own name?"

"If I tell the world when I leave you that it was me and not you who created all this, then please ask, dear Luo..."

The young venomous snake spit out the venom that had been brewing since the two met, towards his best friend.

Looking at Ming Fuluo's completely pale face, he laughed happily:

“Guess what will happen to you, the Tower of Babel, who has lost its value, at that time?”

"From the beginning..."

The petite, helpless, fragile genius scholar trembled in the rainstorm: "So, from the beginning... you didn't have even the slightest trust in me."

"I have trusted you countless times!"

The young snake that had just cruelly spit out venom showed its fangs and roared angrily, but in the next moment it returned to its previous calm and elegant appearance.

"But that's all in the past." He shrugged nonchalantly. "I'm glad my insurance worked."

"So... you have to bet with me."

The devil, in a friendly tone, announced his irresistible evil command:

"Betting on your...future."

*

In the completely sealed study room, where only one person was, Anser, sitting on a bench, tilted his head and looked at the confrontation between the "twins".

No, it would be seriously wrong to describe them as twins.

Because both of them are absolutely, one hundred percent, without any falsehood, Ming Fuluo Zeger.

This is the key to the bet proposed by Ansor and Ming Furo three years ago.

He wanted to prove that "Mingflor Zeg" was doomed to achieve nothing without him. Not only that, she would eventually reach the most extreme situation for various reasons, which was to ignore or even destroy the Tower of Babel.

At the same time, Ansher did not use the leverage that could completely coerce Ming Fuluo into erasing her memory to threaten her into joining the gambling game, but instead gave her extremely generous treatment.

"You can be a witness to this bet and see how you will change, develop, and move forward after leaving me. At the same time, I can also give you a chance to go one step further - until the bet is over, you can stay in the underground library of the manor and read and study all the books."

This cannot be considered coercion; rather, it is an extremely luxurious privilege.

The secret books that have been passed down in Hydra for thousands of years...even if they are not placed in Hydra Territory, but in the Imperial Capital Manor, they are enough to drive everyone crazy.

The price of doing so is...

"In this bet, I will not threaten or coerce you. Everything that happens... is your own choice."

This is a tactic Anser often uses, but Ming Furo herself is also very clear that not using threats and coercion does not mean that Anser will not guide and intervene. But no matter whether it is the threat Anser made at the beginning or the conditions he offered, Ming Furo has no reason to refuse.

Because she believed that she would not be enslaved by Anser, and believed that she would not succumb to this devil - if she could do it now, why couldn't she do it in the future?

How could she be so crazy that...she doesn't even care about the Tower of Babel?

So, the bet was set.

And the most important thing is, if Ming Fuluo is a witness hiding in the dark, then... who will participate in this gambling game as the protagonist? Create a puppet with Ming Fuluo's memory and construct a completely false memory for her?

No, this is not what Ansel wants.

What he wanted... was Ming Fuluo herself, completely.

And, coincidentally, there is only one person in the world who can do this.

[Do you believe that the soul can be shaped, Ming Fuluo? The foundation of the extraordinary, the unique source of every extraordinary person, it... can be shaped and created - the most outstanding alchemist can even do this]

Yes, Anser's father, the greatest alchemist of all time, Flamel Hydra, could create souls - not new, brand new, or completely different, but souls that were exactly the same as their original owners, indistinguishable from each other, and completely their own.

That's why Flamel looked at Ming Furo differently, because Ming Furo was the only person at that time who was worthy of Ansel personally asking him for help.

That is why Torado and Peregrine explained that Flo was very "problematic" because they were the only ones in the world who knew that Flamel could even create souls. Not only had they witnessed the method and process of creation, but one was the chief sorcerer under Flamel, and the other was the Head of the Wind who could see through all the secrets.

However, this creation, which is no different from a miracle, also has extremely harsh conditions - it requires the soul fragments of the original owner as material, and a considerable number of them.

If the number is not enough, the new soul will not be able to last long and will collapse; and if the original soul still exists in this world, then her instinct and everything she has will drive her to move closer to the original soul.

Either return or... be devoured.

And in this process, due to the return and connection of the soul, if there is a loss of memory, it will continue to synchronize with the original memory until perfect harmony is achieved.

Naturally, Ming Furo would not pay too many soul fragments for this gamble. The fragments she cut off were only enough for the new Ming Furo to sustain for three years. When the limit came, the erased and changed memories would continue to awaken until they were consistent with the remaining soul memories.

So, there was the scene at the beginning, a scene that Ming Fuluo could not understand no matter what.

That is - why did Anser plot against me and stuff her soul into the doll?

Because only in this way can Ansher, with the help of Sauron, step by step create a false illusion of damaged memory for Ming Furo, to prevent her from discovering her own abnormalities in the process of memory recovery, and thus realizing the truth in advance.

——Her memory has never been damaged. The flashbacks of memory, the discomfort of the body... are all her as a soul with insufficient purity, and the synchronicity of the original soul under her desire. She hopes that after completing the complete memory synchronization, she can either return to the original Ming Fuluo, or... devour the original Ming Fuluo.

Rongger's mentor, Myron, had long been ordered by Anther to be dealt with by Soran. She was actually Soran in disguise, making Ming Furo completely believe that the abnormality in her memory was caused by the damage to her soul at the time.

Until today, when the situation was out of control and the gambling game was coming to an end, Ming Fuluo, no... Helen's memory, was fully restored.

"I won't tell you the next words again."

Ansher stared at Ming Fuluo, who had a cold expression and fiery eyes in the light curtain, with no expression on his face.

Ansir Hydra, when he was thirteen years old, he had already struggled in the hell of despair for three whole years.

Those three years were enough for him to learn and realize many things - to realize that he had to be cruel enough, cunning enough, and evil enough, and to realize that he... had no choice.

Rather than saying that Ming Furo's rational thinking made Ansher learn the cold value judgment, it is better to say that... it was the one that prompted all this to happen.

Because there was no need for Ming Fuluo to remind Ansel, he would realize this sooner or later.

The despair at the age of ten destroyed the boy's innocence and kindness, and shattered the positive outlook his family had given him.

Perhaps Anther Hydra had had another chance.

But after that day, he could only be a villain.

The only thing left in his nature is evil and madness, because justice and order can't help him.

Value judgment, cold sacrifice... Even if Ming Furo didn't give him inspiration, Ansel would eventually take this path.

So, even though Ansher was only thirteen years old at that time, he was cold and cruel enough, evil and cunning enough.

This gamble was the beginning of a plan that spanned three years, and also... the most important end.

Helen has now fallen to such a level that she even regards the Tower of Babel as nothing and worships Ansher as the supreme being. Is that enough?

No, this is not enough.

Hero, why is he a hero?

"Anser Hydra used facts to tell me that my life is fictional, my existence is patchwork, and my pursuit is empty. Even you...even I think so."

Ansel knew very well that if Ming Fuluo had not experienced all this personally, but simply watched it from a bystander's perspective, then... she would definitely not be as desperate as Helen.

Because the feelings of watching and being in the situation, especially in such a near-self-destructive situation, are worlds apart.

At that time, Helen was surrounded by despair, and Ansel was pressing her step by step without giving her any respite. But Ming Furo... had an independent and calm space to think, and had room to breathe.

As a result, she was able to escape from the nearly desperate atmosphere at the time, and use her intelligence that could understand Anser and keep up with Anser's thinking to analyze, dismantle, and understand -

It is just like Hitana has experienced countless ups and downs, countless blood and hatred, and even after becoming a overlord pursuing evolution and power, she still believes in pure kindness and sticks to the morality in her heart.

She was able to find a glimmer of light in the endless despair that kept her from wavering.

"But why do you think that my beliefs and ideals are completely and thoroughly given to me?"

Facing herself who hated everything and was so depraved, Mingflora Zeger's voice did not contain the slightest bit of confusion or fear.

“And who can assert that what is given is necessarily false?”

"Why do you think that if I can't achieve it now, then I will never be able to achieve it from now on?"

The furnace in the alchemy workshop was clearly not started at all, but there was a living furnace that exhaled rolling heat waves, using suffering and despair as raw materials to forge an indestructible magic weapon.

"If I cannot guide them correctly now, then I will think and learn, and I will approach them, approach the world that the devil despises me and that I have never stepped into."

“Even though the Tower of Babel was designed by my grandfather, and he deliberately put me together to become the workshop I am today, I have never doubted my will and my heart even once. Even though this is a life given to me by design, in these fifteen years, I have never felt pain for a moment - if this is not my reality, then what is my reality?”

"And my belief was nothing from the beginning..."

Ming Fuluo curled the corners of her mouth and gave Helen a sarcastic and arrogant smile:

"I really don't know why you are in such a predicament... Even if you think you have completed your rebirth and self-destruction, aren't you still chasing after it? If it is nothingness, and it is not something you pursue out of your original intention, why do you still regard it as life after your rebirth?"

Watching Helen, whose face gradually stiffened and whose dead eyes kept shaking, without friends, without mentors, and without anyone to accompany her, constantly improving herself and absorbing knowledge in endless darkness and loneliness... Mingflora Zeger spent three whole years like a blacksmith who raised the hammer high and smashed the iron felt with the final final blow. The fierce sparks that splashed up were the glimmer of light she found in absolute despair and predicament!

"When Grandpa asked that question, no one was guiding me, no one was setting the pace, and no one was setting false beacons for me."

She spoke each word with such emphasis, and her usually indifferent voice became so sonorous and powerful, surging with such fiery passion.

"The moment I raised my eyes to the sky, I told myself—"

“‘I want to change the world!’”

"This is me, Mingfruo Zeg. I was never created by anyone, and will never be destroyed by anyone... my own determination!"

Ansher looked at the bright light in Ming Furo's eyes and couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

Just as the reality is that I have to become a villain.

This glimmer of light -

That's what makes Mingflora Zeg a hero.

but……

"It's disgusting."

Young Hydra whispered.

The glory and greatness of heroes had nothing to do with him. He didn't care what kind of achievements Ming Fuluo would make in the future.

He only cares about whether his friends care about him.

And the answer…is no.

That bright light had no room for a cold, dark reptile like him.

Three years ago, young Ansel already understood this.

He understood that Ming Fuluo would not be sad because of losing a friend, but would be sad because of "losing the help that could help her realize her ideals."

What a great and selfish cruelty.

Therefore, Ansel was also very clear at that time that Ming Fuluo, as a witness, would most likely not fall completely.

And this is the opportunity that Ansher left for Ming Furo.

Ming Fuluo, who is independent, resolute, and will not be destroyed, and who is so brilliant, but... has completely abandoned him, she also has a chance to exist.