The villain's way to tame the protagonist

"East Port, Lost Sea, trade, abundance, the only route to another continent..."

"As for the southern border, with me here, it's unlikely to cause any trouble."

As he was talking to himself, a still very tired voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"…You're so eager to get back to work right after doing something like that?"

Ming Fuluo put her arms around Ansel's waist from behind and slightly poked her head out.

Anser couldn't help but laugh: "Are you talking about your past self?"

"I feel the same way now... I just didn't expect you to be like this."

"I've always been like this. It seems you don't know me that well, Luo."

"Humph."

Ming Fuluo snorted softly and wrapped her arms around Ansel even tighter.

Anser placed his hand over hers, tilted his head slightly to look at her, and said with a smile, "Are you relieved now?"

"…What are you relieved about?"

The petite scholar's expression froze slightly and she looked away.

"You're not the type to get anxious about this kind of thing." Anser touched Ming Fuluo's head and said gently, "Why are you so insecure?"

Ming Fuluo didn't say anything, but just rested her head against Ansel's back.

After a long while, she whispered, "But I'm already... such a monster. I'm not even a puppet."

Ming Fuluo was actually afraid of this.

Who would have such thoughts about a... a monster that has no definite entity and is made up of some alchemical substance?

So, rather than being a punishment, it was more of a cautious test of Anser. If Anser showed any displeasure or even resistance, Ming Furo would stop immediately.

"how?"

But Anser turned around and hugged her with a smile:

"I'm not a monster then?"

Ming Fuluo raised her head and stared at the face so close to her in a daze.

When Ansel saw Ming Furo looking at him like that, he stretched out his hands and made a ferocious "Awoo" expression.

"……puff."

"Is it funny?" Ansher looked at his hands clenched into claws.

"No." Ming Furo shook her head and stood on tiptoe to peck Ansher's lips.

She gazed at the sea blue that intoxicated her so much and whispered:

"It's cute. I like it."

"Make that expression to me again, Mr. Monster."

Anser pinched Ming Fuluo's cheek and said, "As you wish, Miss Monster."

They stared into each other's eyes and smiled at each other.

Because they finally found the unforgettable brilliant colors in that identical gray life.

(Volume 2, Gray Rhapsody, End)

It took me nearly four months to finally finish writing this volume of 800,000 words. I never expected that there would be so much to write in this volume.

First, let me give a brief self-evaluation. Although I don’t know what everyone thinks of it, I personally feel that... it is still worse than the previous volume. I can only rate it between passing and excellent, which is not even excellent.

There are many reasons, such as the length of the book, the plot is not full enough in the later stages and it is not good to read, the description of A Luo in the early stages is too bad and everyone dislikes it, and the battle with the deus ex machina in the last part is really hard to describe, and so on and so forth...

If I spent more time in the early and middle stages describing A Luo three years ago and showing the relationship between her and Ansher, people would have less resentment towards A Luo, and the emotional transitions and reversals in the later stages would be more natural.

But since I had to write about A-Luo three years ago, I had to write a lot of memories. At that time, some people said that too many memories would be boring, and I thought so, so I didn't write more about it. Now I think I should have spent more time on A-Luo three years ago.

As for the final plot of the Deus Ex Machina, to be honest, I have been looking forward to it for a long time - the classic plot of super robots fighting villains makes people excited just thinking about it. This plot was also what I had conceived from the beginning of this volume, but it became a little confusing towards the end.

The reason is actually very simple, that is, he did not enjoy it to the fullest and directly beat the emperor to death.

At the same time, the dog's participation in the battle caused a break in the gradually rising emotional tone between Ansel and A Luo, and the final result was a bit weird.

If I wrote that after the summoning of the ex machina was completed, Anther and A'lo confided their feelings to each other, completely entrusted themselves to each other, and finally chopped the emperor to death with a 100-meter ship-slashing sword in front of countless people, the emotional explosion would be no less than that of the first volume.

But why did I write it like this in the end? The first reason is that if the emperor really died like this, the God Seed would be a joke, and Luo's strength would be unbelievable, and it would conflict with the subsequent plot.

The second point...is that I write harem novels in order to have them all, not just to take one and discard the other.

Everyone likes dogs, and I like dogs too. How could I let her just disappear like a baby without any role at all for no apparent reason?

If it was Xitana, at that time, when Ansher was in such a crisis, she would definitely stay with Ansher, there is no doubt about that. So I think writing the dog in is not forcing a role, but it is natural.

It’s just that the emotional outburst at the end is not as strong as in the first volume because of these two reasons. I can only say that there are gains and losses, and it’s probably because of my lack of ability.

As for other problems, they can actually be attributed to one reason, that is, this volume is not simply A-Luo's personal volume.

Everyone understood the ending after seeing it. The entire empire fell into unprecedented chaos.

The story begins here. Although Ansher has the Deus Ex Machina and Flamel's treasure, and is the undisputed strongest, he has lost the Soul Seed, which makes everything lose suspense. The whole story will become truly exciting from then on.

Chapter 1: The Returner

The chariot with the Hydra emblem slowly drove along the main road. The two white horses with bright fur walked steadily and gracefully. Even though there was no one riding, it was not disturbed by the deafening cheers on both sides of the road.

On the carriage, the young and handsome noble waved to the common people crowded on the roadside. The smile on his face was a kind of kindness and tenderness that made women feel weak, and it was a recognition and trust that made men's blood boil.

Wherever his eyes looked, louder shouts echoed throughout the city, and as the melodious sound of the organ sounded, the originally noisy cheers gradually turned into the uniform chanting of music.

That was a song written by a bard who passed through Hydra Territory three years ago and finally settled here. The ballad praising the young Hydra has long been widely sung in Hydra Territory. Newborns in recent years will fall asleep listening to this ballad.

"With this incredible public sentiment, they keep saying that I don't want to change it at all."

Miss Ming Fuluo, who was sitting demurely, said calmly, "You are as stubborn as ever, Anser."

At this moment, she was sitting on the left side of Anser, and together with Anser, she was subjected to countless gazes. This was a great torment for Miss Ming Furo, who hated socializing. She didn't want to sit here with Anser, but when Anser pinched her finger with the ring and stared at her with a smile, she had no choice.

Anser continued to wave his hands around, maintaining a gentle smile on his face. Although he did not open his mouth, his voice still reached Ming Fuluo's ears: "Maybe I brainwashed them."

"Yes, we brainwashed them with the promise of a more stable environment, a more prosperous life, and a more promising future."

Ming Fuluo sighed and gently pinched the back of Anser's hand: "Please change your words to something less perfunctory."

Anser just smiled and said nothing, looking very relaxed.

Compared with Ming Furo who was still flirting with Ansher, our great Miss Hitana stretched her body like a sculpture, with her chest puffed out and her stomach in, her expression tense to the point of being a little unnatural.

Miss Wolf's mind was now repeating one sentence endlessly - Anser must not be embarrassed, Anser must not be embarrassed, Anser must not be embarrassed...

The power unconsciously radiated by the Wind Head made it more difficult for Xitana to control her body and mind than Ming Fuluo. Needless to say, the people of Hydra had a good evaluation of Anser, but she didn't want to listen to their evaluation of her, but she couldn't help but listen.

"Relax, Xi'er."

Anser gently supported Xitana's soft and firm waist: "You were not so nervous even when you were fighting with the emperor."

Hitana thought to herself, I can punch the emperor in the face, but I can't punch so many people in the faces below, but she doesn't have the time or energy to talk now, and she is concentrating on maintaining her image of a cool beauty.

The girl is both sad and happy.

I am worried that from now on, I have to act more cautiously and always remember not to damage Anser's image.

She was happy that when she saw the genuine love in these civilians' faces, she finally felt relieved.

Ansel is indeed the best!

The young Hydra knew that his wolf lady would not listen to anything now, so he smiled, let go of her hand, and looked towards the end of the road.

No matter how long the road is, the surging crowd will continue to extend to the end.

All the cheering civilians seemed to not care at all what earth-shaking things the people they were cheering for had done, or what the empire had become now.

Rather than those messy things, they would rather care about the person who cares about them.

Anser raised his head, as if he was surrounded by a sea of ​​people, staring at the dazzling sky, as if it was also welcoming him.

The empire has undergone drastic changes, and he has a lot of things to do next. The enemies and difficulties he will face will be far more than before.

But it didn't matter, he went home.

He is also stronger than ever before.

*

“Ah… I’m so tired!”

Xitana pounced on the soft sofa and collapsed: "I never want to experience this kind of thing again."

"Anser." The girl's soft face was slightly pressed by the pillow on the sofa. She said weakly, "Why do you want to do this? You are not the kind of person who likes to show off."

“This is not showing off.”

Anser took out a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet in the living room and poured it for himself. "This is a necessary action to increase the trust of the people in the territory and their sense of belonging to the Hydra Territory, so that they have a reason to unite."

The young Hydra took a sip of the wine and savored it for a second or two, then turned to look at Ming Fuluo who was playing with the living room ornaments: "How is the Notong now?"

"That is Monsieur Flamel's great masterpiece."

While restoring the strange alien Rubik's Cube with one hand, Ming Fuluo cast her eyes on Anser and said, "With your...control qualifications, the best I can do is move it. I can't even complete a space jump."

"The various complex operations involved are probably only something that Lord Flamel can easily accomplish."

Ming Fuluo restored the Rubik's Cube and placed it on the table, saying this with a slightly complicated expression.

Only by climbing higher up the ladder can one better understand...how terrifying the power of the Old Deus is.

Looking back now, if even one of the many factors that had accumulated during the hostility with the emperor was missing... for example, Ivora's temporary betrayal, or Shitana's failure to arrive on time, or Anther's failure to find himself in the abyss, Anther might have been imprisoned by the emperor by now.

When Ming Furo thought about her decision that had put Anser in such a dangerous situation where he was almost dead, she didn't know what emotion to express.

"It doesn't matter. It would be great if we could move it above Hydra Territory."

Anser smiled nonchalantly: "The terrifying thing about Notong in the eyes of those bigwigs is that it has never really been activated."

"Moreover, when it arrives in Hydra Territory, Tyr Lawrence and his men will be able to officially take charge here."

That night, Flamel's knights did not appear on the battlefield against Ansir and Effisand, not because Flamel's power declined, which led to their complete destruction.

They did lose the authority granted by the leader, but their own honed strength would not dissipate. After Flamel fell into a deep sleep, they were the first to find Anser.

The reason why they did not participate in the battle was very simple: first, it would make Effisandr extremely vigilant and increase the instability of the battle situation; second, in Ansher's eyes, the safety of Flamel and Enelissa was more important than anything else.

Who can guarantee that fate will not play tricks again? Therefore, their current mission is naturally only one, that is to protect Flamel and Enelisa at all times to prevent any accidents.

Although they lost the power of Qishou, they were also spared from the invasion of the abyss. Although Qishou were no longer the absolute strong men of the fifth rank who could crush other people at will, they were still the top among the many strong men in the world.

Focusing on reasonable destiny, no matter how much he wanted to kill Flamel, he couldn't hurt him under the protection of five top-level fifth-level people.

The only price he paid was that Anser would lose five powerful helpers, but compared with the safety of his parents, this was obviously nothing.

"so."

Ming Fuluo floated to the back of the sofa and sat down. She stretched out her little feet wrapped in black pantyhose and gently stepped on Xitana's butt. Under the latter's angry glare, she said calmly:

"What are you going to do next? If there's nothing else for me to do... I'm going to do research."

"The next step is, of course, to take care of the affairs within the territory. By the way, um... move the Tower of Babel from the Imperial Capital."

"you!"

Ming Fuluo's eyes widened slightly, and Xitana, whose butt was stepped on again, yelled angrily: "What do you want to do, shorty!"

Anser said with a matter-of-fact expression: "Since we have already contacted Leiden and his group, it will be the same if we go back and contact Hendrick and his group, right?"

He smiled and raised his little finger to hook it: "You promised me, Ms. Monster."

"..."

The petite Miss Monster's chest rose and fell slightly. She was silent for a moment, threw down a word "annoying little devil", and floated away.

Xitana looked at Ming Fuluo who was floating away with a puzzled look on her face, and muttered: "What a weird guy...Ah, Anser! Do you want to deal with political affairs next?"

"Want to come with me?"