The villain's way to tame the protagonist

"...Sir Anser, is this——"

Gerard, who obviously felt that he was being looked down upon, seemed to be somewhat resistant, but he stopped himself midway through his words.

He looked at the white-haired girl whose reputation was far greater than Ming Furo's and who was truly known to everyone in the empire, the madman and monster who could punch the emperor, and took a deep breath.

"I understand, Lord Anser."

Gerard bowed his head and saluted Anser, saying respectfully and devoutly: "If this is what you want, then I will do my best... to meet your expectations!"

When the young man raised his head, his eyes were filled with fiery fighting spirit and will to fight.

"Please, Miss Lancemalos."

The ring on his hand glowed with the light of stars, and an invisible and powerful wave of power swept across, causing Hitana's eyes to change slightly.

"You..." She asked in a cautious tone, "Are you sure you want to fight me?"

"You are the spear and shield that Lord Anser trusts. I believe that even if you are only at the third level, you have the power to sweep away most of the fourth levels in this world, so I will do my best, but... please be careful."

Jellal held the light of the stars in his hand and declared:

"I am definitely not part of the 'majority'."

"Uh... okay, then go for it."

Xitana scratched her head and turned to walk towards the large open space that had been bombed repeatedly by Ming Furo but had not been damaged.

At this time, Ansher had already come behind Ming Fuluo and reached out to knead her smooth face.

"…Let go, it's boring."

Ming Furo slapped the back of Ansel's hand in dissatisfaction, but the latter had no intention of letting go.

After a few more slaps that still didn't make Anser give up, the scholar lady could only put on a stern face and let Anser knead her.

"Tell me the truth." She said vaguely, "How many rounds do you think this guy can survive against your wolfhound?"

Ansher smiled and stretched out five fingers without saying a word, waving them in front of Ming Furo.

"Five rounds... about what I thought."

"Do not."

The young Hydra bent down, put his face close to Ming Furo's, and looked at Xitana who was moving her wrist with her.

"Five seconds."

*

Four seconds later, Sitana ran towards Anser with a look of horror on her face.

"Anser, Anser! I didn't mean to kill him! How could I know that he would say he was so powerful, but in the end--"

"Why did you just declare him dead?" Anser looked at the anxious Xitana with some amusement. "He was just seriously injured. He will be fine after a week or so of recuperation."

"I...I was afraid you would think I was going to kill you."

Xitana shrank her neck a little guiltily: "That guy is really something. If he doesn't have the ability, he shouldn't talk about himself so well."

"But Jellal is indeed my chief warlock, and he is indeed very strong."

Anser rubbed Xitana's head and said, "You are getting stronger, Xitana. You are just one step away from breaking through to the fourth level."

Relieved, Hitana chuckled, but as she laughed, she wasn't that happy anymore.

“But I can’t find the key point.”

The girl said with some disappointment: "I always feel like I can break that barrier with one punch at any time, but I also feel like I'm still very far away from that barrier."

Xitana, who has never liked reading, also went to read the books on purpose. The upgrades and transformations after the third level all come from the extraordinary people's further mastery of their own elements.

From a young prince who had just ascended the throne, transformed into a young crown prince holding a scepter...Shitana wanted to knock on that door so that she could understand the beast element more deeply.

Ambition for power, desire for fighting... Xitana felt that she clearly did not lack these qualities, but she could never open the door to the fourth level.

What exactly was the difference? Xitana didn't know, she could only attribute the reason to the fact that she still lacked the experience of a true life-and-death struggle.

Ansher looked at Xitana who was a little depressed and just stroked her head gently without saying anything.

Ming Fuluo looked up at Ansher, looking thoughtful.

"So, he is really your chief warlock?" Ming Furo looked at Gerard lying dead on the ground and helped Ansher change the subject.

"Isn't it similar?"

"How come your chief warlock is only at level 4?"

Anser smiled: "The emphasis is on 'my', not 'chief'."

After he said that, Ming Fuluo knew what was going on. She snorted coldly, "He is indeed a cautious brat with no sense of security."

Although she said this, Ming Furo still quietly held Ansher's other hand.

Hydra's background and strength can certainly attract many fifth-level masters to join. However, Flamel is the least ambitious Hydra among the many Hydras in the past thousand years, and the forces under him are not huge. Even so, as long as Anser wants, it is not difficult to find a fifth-level master to work for him.

But for such people, Anser just used them and never considered putting them under his command.

"In the original future..."

Anser looked at Gerard being carried away and said something that neither of the two girls expected:

"Jellal, you are indeed my demon leader."

"Ah?!" Xitana was shocked. "Is this true? Just him? So... So when did you, Anser--"

"I told you, he's not that bad, you guys are just too strong."

Anser pinched Xitana's nose helplessly: "He is twenty-five years old this year. In seven years, he will become a fifth-level extraordinary person, and he will achieve this without my help... There are only a handful of fifth-level extraordinary people at the age of thirty-two in the history of the empire."

The heroes' incredible talents made them have an illusion - the illusion that Anser's current subordinates were weak.

In fact, it has never been like this. It’s just that they are so talented that even fate favors them, and they are just too... unreasonable.

"Not only Gerard, Rhine is also my future Devourer." Anser casually threw out such a thing that stunned the two girls.

"...I see. So you must have treated it well in the past, which gave it the illusion that 'I will definitely be the leader', so it was so confident and arrogant."

Ming Fuluo said thoughtfully: "What about the others? In that future, have all your former contract leaders been recruited by you in advance?"

"That's not necessary."

Anser said with ease: "For me, their greatest advantage is that... I have a 200% understanding of them and can easily control them. Because of my mother's matter, the future me was not reasonable in choosing the first lord. Some of those first lords were not suitable for me."

The death of Anilisa brought a devastating impact to Anser, who was originally scheduled to have a future. After awakening the spiritual essence called [Hunting], the kings of the pawns he collected were all for the purpose of tracking down the murderer. Anser did not care about the character or even the conduct of the kings of the pawns, he only needed a power that suited his nature.

This also set the stage for the fact that Anther Hydra, the Ultimate God Type, who had clearly become a complete form, was ultimately defeated by four heroes joining forces.

"There is no shortage of outstanding talents in this world." Anser said leisurely, "Since I can see so much, why should I limit myself to what I have in the future? Don't forget, he is a loser."

"So, you already have a target?" Ming Fuluo immediately understood. She raised her eyebrows slightly. "Can you compare with us?"

"Of course that's impossible."

Anser smiled and said, "If you measure by your standards, then I can only have four... oh, five heads of the clan."

Sitana blinked: "So I'm the best one, right?"

"Xi'er is of course the most powerful one."

"yeah!"

Ming Furo felt that the two soft lumps on Xitana's chest that swayed when she jumped were a bit annoying. She looked away and held her chin with one hand: "You'd better find a new chief as soon as possible. Judging from this Jellal and the house cat, your subordinates are already more or less ready to make a move."

"It's better to let them give up this unrealistic idea as soon as possible, otherwise it will easily affect people's hearts."

These guys who have followed Anser for a long time will definitely not give up because of a temporary failure. Unless the position of the head of the clan has fallen into the hands of others, they will never give up. They will continue to try even if they encounter many setbacks. And if there are too many such attempts... it will be as Ming Fuluo said, it will be bad for people's hearts.

The "strongest" lady, who received an affirmative answer from Anser, no longer had any aversion to the new leader. Instead, she was looking forward to her new friend and wondering what kind of person he or she would be.

...I hope it’s not a gloomy woman like the dwarf who has a stern face all day long.

"Nothing, I'll leave first."

Ming Fuluo put away the book, stood up, and said calmly: "Don't ask me to practice with her in the future, I'm very busy."

Anser blinked his eyes: "But I didn't ask you, Luo, to practice with Xier. Wasn't I surprised before? It was you who took the initiative."

Ming Furo, who had clearly already walked several steps away, paused, turned around, walked back a few steps, lowered her head and stepped directly on Ansher, then turned into iron-gray particles and disappeared without a trace.

"The dwarf really likes to be tough and never speak frankly."

Xitana snorted, "If I had given her face, I would have exposed her long ago!"

The girl said this and hugged Anser with a smile: "So Anser must still like girls like me who are straightforward, right!"

Anser looked at Xitana who pressed her soft body against him and smiled helplessly: "You are too direct, Xier."

Because she felt Anther's hand around her waist, although it wasn't long since she and Anther officially started fighting, Miss Hitana was also a veteran of the battlefield with her high frequency and duration. She immediately understood Anther's hidden meaning and her face flushed slightly, but she still hummed softly:

"Just asking if you like it..."

Just as the girl was acting coquettishly, a black feather suddenly floated down from the sky.

Anser reached out to catch the feather, his eyebrows slightly raised.

Sitana, who was holding him, let out an "eh" and leaned forward slightly to sniff the feather.

"This taste is so different from last time..."

"Well, I have things to do too, Xi'er."

Anser threw the feather away casually, and when the black feather touched the ground, it instantly disappeared like a bubble.

Miss Hitana, who still wanted to be affectionate with Anser for a while, was a little unhappy: "Anser has been so busy recently..."

"no way."

The young Hydra pulled out a hideous black hand cannon from his waist and grasped the staff in an instant. The black snake head emitted a solemn and majestic matte light under the sunlight.

He chuckled and said:

"I am now at least considered... 'the tribute of all nations'."

In this extremely chaotic situation, who is the most untouchable person?

Among the many rivals with their own ulterior motives, who is the most worth winning over?

In an empire that has already been torn apart, who is it that has the power to make the final decision?

Ansir Hydra is only sixteen years old and has not inherited the power of the God Seed. He is such a young and immature Hydra.

But at this moment, he is the most solid and reliable force in the empire, and...

And everyone believed that he would be the most solid and reliable force on their side.

Because everything he had shown over the past few years had been so perfect - Ansir Hydra was the perfect ally, everyone thought so.

Although Anther's original plan had not intended that the empire would be divided, the situation still developed in Anther's favor.

This is a reason that even fate cannot control.

It was an inevitability created by an evil party that was determined to fight against fate at such a young age, and in the course of its long efforts.

Chapter 6: He will return like the blazing sun (K)

Anser's mind sketched out the empire's territory in different periods.

The "death" of the Emperor and Ivora was necessary because only when the Gods who were above everything perished could anything be changed.

And in the originally planned future, how did the emperor on the verge of madness and the eldest princess who thirsted for power end up declining?

That certainly couldn't be the influence of external forces, because Hydra at that time had already entered a state of seclusion, Flamel spent all his remaining time accompanying his wife and children, and Ansor also temporarily put aside the blood hatred in his heart and stayed with his parents.

The end of Effisandre also stemmed from her morbid pursuit of self-preservation - but it was not because her sanity completely collapsed and she was burned by the Source Flame. This emperor, who was arguably the most absurd of all emperors at the end of his reign, made a choice that no one had expected.

She plunged into the Lost Sea, hoping to find a glimmer of hope from the Dark Caller.

This incredible practice can be seen from what Efesande had done before - don't forget, she also thought about turning Ivora's hunting ground into a pasture for the Abyssinians.

However, in this timeline, Anther's power is obviously much more reliable than the Dark Caller. Effisand, who regards Anther as the main way, naturally only has an idea about the Dark Caller and does not take any action.

At that time, facing Efesandr who was thrown into the Lost Sea, Ivora had two choices.

One is to wait for Effisand to fail and for Yuanyan to recover her power. The other is to find a way to kill her insane mother and seize the power of the God Seed.

Ivora didn't dare to gamble. She didn't dare to gamble on what would become of the combination of the Abyssinder and Ephisand, or what would happen to the power of the Feasting Flame. So the proud and decisive princess also resolutely charged into the Lost Sea.