The villain's way to tame the protagonist

In fact, the empire nearly fell that day.

The mad Flamel almost fought to the death with the emperor in the imperial capital. If the emperor had not taken the initiative to pull the battlefield into the zero-point maze, the imperial capital would have ceased to exist long ago.

As it turned out, Anser's biggest mistake... was to think that the emperor might be the mastermind behind it.

As long as you think about it carefully, you can come to the conclusion that no matter how crazy Efesand is, he can't do such a ridiculous thing. Anilissa's death has no benefit to her at all. On the contrary, she is the second biggest victim.

In order to prevent a second incident, the emperor even placed Enelisa, who was "created" by Flamel, in the imperial capital and kept her under her sight to prevent any accidents.

But the young Ansel did not come to this conclusion at that time. It was not only because of the huge panic that frightened his mind, and not only because his mind was too young at that time, but more importantly... it was the deflection of fate.

All it takes is a reasonable base point, and whether it is thoughts or worldly affairs, they will eventually be led to the place within the reach of the great existence that controls everything.

This is... the power of destiny.

As long as Anser had that thought, everything would start from the moment the thought arose, and be replanned, adjusted, and finally directed in the desired direction again.

Any accidents and mistakes, not just those that happen to Ansel, but any doubts and thoughts that Anelsa may have, will be corrected in a way that "fits her thinking". Any external factors that may cause disturbances will surely follow the trend and return to the starting point in the end.

Ansel, who thought that his salvation was correct, brought him even greater despair.

Driven by this despair, he no longer acts simply to change his own tragic fate, but to... launch a desperate rebellion against fate, even to the point of defeating, killing, and destroying that unspeakable existence!

He recognized his own weakness in the face of fate and realized how weak his determination not to be weak was.

How can you just... not be weak?

One has to become cruel, become extremely evil, become able to sacrifice everything and give up everything in order to defeat fate, and must give his all to grasp that elusive possibility.

If you can't do this, you will never be able to defeat fate.

In fact, my ten-year-old self almost made it.

If he had more time to learn to control his own spiritual essence, if he had not gone berserk after destroying the assassin, if... there were many ifs, and these ifs were by no means impossible.

Fate will lead everything to destiny, but it does not mind leaving some variables in the ending, and does not even mind... variables actually happening.

This is Him, the arrogance of being high above others, or rather... this has never been arrogance to Him, but just ordinary.

Because how many people in this world can create such a variable? If you don't deliberately fight against it, who knows whether this variable is a trap laid by Him for the more distant future?

Anser missed the biggest opportunity at the age of ten, but he also found a path with variables in desperation, but... he failed.

——Even if he possesses the status of an Old God, when a ten-year-old child completely immerses himself in the abyss, how likely is it that he can... maintain the original appearance of his soul?

In the eyes of fate, this kind of variable can be equated with impossibility, and this nothingness that fate regards as impossible is one of the glimmers of hope to defeat fate.

However, this method had long been abandoned by Anser, and he would never make such a reckless gamble again. Even though he gave his biggest secret to Xitana at that time, although it was the most reckless gamble, Anser knew very well that Xitana at that time only needed a reason.

He stopped gambling, he studied fate and began to take control.

Control is dangerous, but it is indeed useful - because through repeated experiments, Anser has already confirmed one thing, that is, fate pursues "reasonableness".

The growth of the Sky Wolf Emperor needs to be watered with the blood of his loved ones, and the awakening to the source of truth requires wandering in the human world.

Fate would rather fail this time and plan for the future than let the unruly young wolf eat some treasure and suddenly become stronger, allowing it to sweep the world; it would rather not let the mechanical puppet suddenly realize something and see its true future.

As long as everything is limited within absolute rationality, Ansher will cut the thread of fate.

Just like everything he did in the Red Frost Territory, it was a pity... he failed at the last moment.

Because of Sitana's love, his hesitation and final collapse are understandable.

This is the path he is taking now, and this path, like the gamble of finding a glimmer of hope in endless despair, also requires awareness.

Sacrifice all consciousness.

Even more so, if one wants to have absolute control over everything, the level of awareness required is even higher than that of reckless gambling.

Because Ansher needs to be like fate, cold, ruthless, and dominate everything, to replace His original position, so as to cut off the invisible thread that manipulates all living beings.

Building a good image is just to make things easier. No matter how much one hates the corruption of the empire, one still maintains friendly relations with many nobles. The good deeds one does may just be a prelude to a massacre, and the sins and hatreds one commits may just be a move that is indifferently suppressed for a trivial change.

There is no warmth, no emotion, no... ideals.

Ansir Hydra, after all, failed to follow his mother's wishes and become a kind person.

He became the evil party, the largest, most evil, evil party in the empire.

He didn't want to make another mistake, and he didn't want to endure the despair he endured that day, the despair that destroyed the Hydra family.

Therefore, he would be cruel and absolute, and would hold anything in his hands as long as it could be used by him, as long as it could be used to overcome fate.

The boy dies and the monster is born.

Anelisa tried her best to save her child's life, but it also plunged him into the darkest despair that no one could understand.

Six years...without relief.

The surviving monster is fully aware of the horror of his fate. He no longer trusts himself, let alone others.

Only the conclusions drawn from the most objective perspective and the information analyzed from the perspective of destiny are credible. All others are unreliable.

In his eyes, the world became a clear framework, and life became a cold formula.

Of course it would be wrong to do so, because to some extent, it is still just believing in oneself, but the more mistakes he makes, the closer Anser gets to that height, the closer he gets to that realm, and now... Anser will no longer make any extra mistakes.

With just one glance, one can clearly break down a person, grasp his likes and dislikes, manipulate his ego, put him in the most appropriate position, do the most appropriate thing, and direct everything to... the result that one expects to see.

In the game against Xitana, he only lost to the word "fate" at the last moment, but in the game against Ming Fuluo... he had already completed the decisive kill.

Even the key point derived from this has already determined the overall situation.

Ansher stared at the bewildered Helen, still with that approachable smile on his face.

When he was young, he rarely smiled, and Anelsa didn't like how serious he was.

Now, Ansel almost always maintains that humble and polite smile that makes people smile, but he has long forgotten what the meaning of his mother's smile is.

——Just by smiling like this, he could better control others, so Ansher did it.

"Is this... your story?"

Helen's lips trembled when she learned all this, and her face was pale. If the tears that burst out of Xitana after reading Ansher's memories were the heartache that she almost felt herself to be feeling, then the emptiness and trance that Helen showed at this moment was... regret.

A regret that is ten thousand times deeper than all the previous regrets.

That kind of regret, the regret that made him want to strangle himself to death, was so obvious that Anther could feel it even without looking. However, when Anther watched Helen's reaction, he did not get the relief he had expected.

Anser will not hide the secrets of his own from the Qi Shou, or any part of his life. In the future, all Qi Shou will know Anser's uniqueness and his determination.

However, even though Helen had defeated Ming Fuluo and killed her past, Ansher did not tell her about these things at the first time.

Even now, it's just telling a... story.

He had clearly been waiting for this moment for a long time, waiting for Ming Furo to show the same expression as Helen after hearing this story, and only now did he come to his senses - Helen was just Helen, and Helen was not Ming Furo after all.

The real Ming Fuluo will never regret it.

She would sympathize with her own experience, but would not regret the choice she made. Within the framework that Ansel had built for her, she would definitely do something that would be tantamount to betrayal to herself.

"So... you didn't want to give me a reason at the time."

Three years of questions were answered here, but all Helen got was... pain.

“Because you think so.”

She lowered her eyes and looked at her shaking hands: "If I knew everything was destined, I would definitely not... stand on your side."

Ansel stroked Helen gently, letting her lean on his shoulder, and said softly:

"But you have killed the past. Don't fret about it, Helen."

"But I can't forgive... If I had... If I had been on your side, all this would have been -"

Helen was speechless, but Ansel could feel the deep hatred from the silence. She hated her past self so much.

It wasn't simply a betrayal of Anser, but rather a failure to provide support and help to Anser when he needed it the most, which ruthlessly cut into his already tattered life.

After a long, long time, Helen finally spoke in a hoarse voice:

"So your enemy has never been the emperor, but..."

"destiny."

That's what destroyed everything for me.

In the eyes of the young Hydra, the dark color from the abyss was faintly visible.

The rest of my life will be spent in hostility towards you, until both you and I are completely destroyed, and for this... I will spare no effort.

Helen stared into Ansel's eyes and only realized her mission at this moment.

She subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch Ansel's cheek, but her hand stopped in mid-air.

"You... have not been willing to tell me the answer until now."

The girl said softly: "It turns out that I was not worthy of your recognition before."

After deciding to kill her past self and winning the struggle, Helen asked Ansel who the enemy was.

Ansher only told her that he was still the emperor, but had no intention of revealing the truth.

Anser touched Helen's head: "Don't take it to heart, I'm not doubting your determination, Helen, I just-"

He paused and didn't say the rest of the sentence, but Helen added it.

"You actually...want Ming Fuluo to survive."

"..."

Anser was stunned for a moment, then he sighed with relief and said, "Yes, maybe... I actually wanted her to survive. Or rather, when she was released from three years of confinement, I hoped that she, who had witnessed all the changes, would understand me."

"Until the winner is decided between you two... I hope that she can show even the slightest sign of wavering."

If so, Anser would be able to convince himself that even if he didn't completely kill Ming Furo, he would still have a chance to tame it.

Even though their relationship could never be the same as before, she was still his friend.

But Ming Furo didn't. She was so determined and bright in keeping her original heart. Maybe fate had contributed to this, but that only showed... that was Ming Furo's nature.

She is the brilliant hero who can never be destroyed or defeated.

It is incompatible with a devil like myself.

Ming Fuluo's existence only proves...how necessary Helen is to her.

And when Helen expressed her determination to abandon her last past and Erion, Ansel had no reason to continue hiding it.

or……

Or maybe it was just that the emperor's words, the so-called deal, touched the pain that Anser was most reluctant to touch, making him want to... find someone to talk to.

Helen had to know this eventually, and it didn't matter when she told him.

Ansel never forgot to guard against the influence of fate. After repeated review, he was sure that among all the "necessities" under his control, the only one who could be manipulated by fate to interfere with him was Helen, and telling Helen this secret would not have any effect.

After all, the limit of his feelings for Helen has already been reached, and the limit of Helen's feelings for him will not change because of these stories.

"Even if you face something like that." Anser stared into Helen's dull eyes, "You won't back down?"

"No, father."

Helen answered without any hesitation, as if Ming Fuluo's position had never changed.

"Emperor or destiny."

She reached out her hands, put her arms around Ansel's neck, and pressed tightly against his shoulders.

"Believe me, father, I will never let you get hurt again, nor will I let you sacrifice again."

The petite Helen lowered her eyes slightly, as if she had made up her mind.

"Even if it costs me everything."

Ansher just smiled, but he was not laughing at Helen's ignorance. He just felt a little... a little comforted by such words.

Only Helen, who has never experienced the power of fate, would say that there is no need to sacrifice. She is too naive... just like Sitana is naive enough to think that she can easily defeat her beast king nature.

But it doesn’t matter. Whether it’s Helen or Hitana, they can stand on my side despite the impossible difficulties and despair. That’s enough.

And to put it in the cruelest terms—

Even if this time, Helen really gave up everything for Anther because of something, then... Anther would not waver again.

She was just a being born from the soul of a betrayer, and was created for the pure purpose of exploitation.