The villain's way to tame the protagonist

But it is undeniable that Mibaita is an outstanding politician. Although the Castle of Strife is named after Strife, it is actually quite well organized. Mibaita is never ambiguous in handling government affairs - this can be seen from the fact that his secretary is not a woman but a man.

His secretary followed him all the way, and quickly reported the report that Mibaita had not read during lunch: "The only matters related to the selection competition are the verification of the registered personnel and the arrangement of the schedule. His Excellency the Grand Duke has already been contacted."

"Rusty Axe, the most popular player in the arena, accidentally killed a civilian yesterday... I've dealt with it, but I'd like you to review the details."

Mibaita walked and listened, occasionally responding to the secretary, and soon arrived at the door of his office. He turned the handle and suddenly asked before pushing the door open:

"By the way... have you caught the rebels who call themselves the New World?"

"Almost. We have already found out that they seem to want to do something with this selection competition. Speaking of which, they also did something very stupid."

"what?"

"There's a bounty on your head from the Executioner. The Executioner's branch in the city has that bounty hanging on it."

Mibaita was stunned at first, and then he couldn't help laughing so hard that his stomach hurt.

"New World?" The young man pushed open the door, smiled and shook his head, "I think we should just change the name to Circus."

"Find the executioner to offer a bounty on my head... They dare to hang me, but who dares to take it? Hmm?"

After catching his breath, Mibaita closed the door with a smile and looked at his secretary with a happy expression: "Daen, you said..."

Seeing the horrified expression on his secretary's face, Mibaita's smile gradually disappeared.

He followed the secretary's line of sight and saw a black-haired young man sitting in his seat, with his legs crossed on the desk, flipping through the books on the table.

At the same time, there was a skinny adventurer wearing a beret, wandering around his bookshelf, reading two piles of documents in his hands.

"..."

Mibaita knew who they were; he had seen portraits of both men before.

In the brief silence, the young man's slightly stiff face suddenly blossomed into a very lively smile:

"Isn't this Mr. Faust?"

He made an expression of great surprise, and looked enthusiastic as if he had known the black-haired young man with his legs crossed for more than ten years.

Mibaita walked forward quickly and said respectfully, "I didn't expect you to come here in person. I was not able to prepare for your reception in advance. It was my fault."

But the "Faust" still did not respond. Instead, he put the book aside and looked up at the slender adventurer.

"Gan Leiqing, how is it, do you have an answer?"

"Yes." Miss Maganlei nodded gently, "I already understand why Ms. Nailan doesn't want you to get rid of Mr. Mibaita."

"...Wait!" Mibaita couldn't help but shouted, "Is there something between us——"

Faust frowned slightly and knocked the table with the knuckles of his index finger. An invisible force whizzed past and instantly tore Mibaita's vocal cords apart.

"Go on." He looked at Maganlei and said so.

"This Mr. Mibaita has connections with many adventurer guilds and powerful adventurers throughout the Western Country through his brother Bayepop. If we use him as a springboard, we can build a very comprehensive intelligence network... No, Ying Marsh should have done this a long time ago, so to be precise, he is a relatively important chess piece in the network that Ying Marsh has set up in the Western Country."

"So...Ms. Nailan hopes that you can spare Mibaita's life."

Just as Marina asked Yaper for information about Mibaita, Nalan's news arrived almost immediately.

She was not present in person and seemed to have a mission to accomplish. The message was delivered through a black feather, and Anther told this message to Marina, and at the same time gave her a small test, asking her to find the reason why Naylan went against Anther's wishes within the specified time.

Anser didn't even look at Mibaita who fell to the ground in pain, and continued to ask Marina: "Do you think her idea is correct?"

"…You won't do anything meaningless, Mr. Faust."

Marina said softly, "I don't know what your underlying purpose is, but since you have one, I don't think there is any reason to deny you. Ms. Naylan, who thinks she is more correct than you, is too presumptuous and arrogant."

Anser couldn't help laughing and asked, "Are you plotting against her behind her back?"

"No." Marina shook her head. "I'll point it out directly the next time we meet."

The young Hydra stared at her for a long time, and then suddenly said:

"So what if I have no deeper purpose?"

Marina was stunned.

"……what?"

"My meaning should be very clear." Anser raised his eyebrows slightly. "There is no deeper purpose. I went to the Executioner Guild on impulse from the beginning, and I took this commission just because I thought it was interesting. If I think so, will you still support me?"

In this office, someone's life or death became the most insignificant thing. The ordinary girl subconsciously increased the strength of her grip on the document.

She actually has a lot to say.

She wanted to say that she didn't want Anser to kill Mibaita just like that, not only because this person was involved in the intelligence control of the Western Country, but more importantly, his position in the Castle of Strife was crucial... It was not easy to find someone who was good at administration from a group of adventurers who only knew how to fight and kill.

If Mibaita died, Strife Castle would fall into great turmoil. Adventurers could just pull themselves away, but what about the civilians in the city?

Marina didn't want them to suffer such an unexpected disaster, so deep down in her heart... she didn't want Ansher to kill Mibaita so casually.

But she could find sufficient reasons for herself - that is, Anser always has his own considerations, and he would not do something purely out of whim.

It is impossible for me to have a vision that exceeds Mr. Anser's. Mr. Anser is always right, so I just need to support him. This is what Marina thought.

But now, Anser said, if he really wanted to kill Mibaita as he pleased, what should he do.

Should... be stopped.

Marina murmured this in her heart, but she couldn't say it out loud.

"If that's what you want..."

She found that she said this almost instinctively: "Then you can do it."

Anser tilted his head slightly: "Even if that's not right?"

correct……

Marina couldn't help but think of what she had been thinking about not long ago - was Faust a phantom that never existed, a disguise to deceive the world, or Ansel's vision from the heart?

Mr. Anser has always been doing the right thing, but does he really always want to do the right thing?

Thinking of this, Marina thought of Ansel's recent changes, a change that she couldn't put into words, but which must have existed...a change brought about by Miss Ming Furo.

A change that led Mr. Anser away from pursuing the right path and toward another, more... more humane path.

She smiled softly and responded, "Your understanding is more important than being correct."

Mr. Faust doesn't need to consider so much whether it is reasonable or not, and Mr. Anser doesn't need to do that either.

Yes, Mr. Anser should be like Mr. Faust. Why should he bear the shackles called rightness?

Thinking this way, Marina seemed to have found a reason to deny herself and obey Ansher.

"…My mastery."

Ansher seemed not to have expected Marina to answer like that. He was stunned for a moment, but soon smiled again.

"That makes sense... a lot of sense."

The smile on young Hydra's face grew brighter, and he even let out a hearty and joyful laugh.

"Lord Gan Lei, regarding borrowing Mr. Mibaita's head, I am not actually interested in anything."

Anser, who looked much more relaxed, said leisurely: "I just want to kill him because he makes me feel sick."

"...Is that so?" Marina was slightly surprised, but still said respectfully, "Then you have every reason to do so."

But at the same time, there was unspoken confusion in her heart.

This... doesn't sound like something Mr. Anser would say.

"Naylan won't share the same opinion with you. She will just say that I was not like this before."

In the past... Mr. Anser in the past...

This confusion coincided with Marina's hesitation. She always felt that she had grasped something, but she couldn't see it clearly.

Anser smiled and said, "Forget it, let's not talk about her. We only have one hour, and we have to bring back Mr. Mibaita's head."

He raised his hand, crossed his index finger and thumb, and Mibaita's head fell directly from his neck.

The incision was smooth and even without bleeding, which was very...artistic.

"Let's go, Gan Leiqing."

After collecting Mibaita's head, Anser said lightly: "Let's go back and complete the commission. We still have time to have a drink."

"...Mr. Faust, could you please wait for me?"

"Ok?"

Marina, holding two piles of paper, said softly, "I want to do something. Please allow me to do so."

Anser looked at her with interest: "Tell me about it."

"I actually had one more concern than Ms. Naylan. That was Mr. Mibaita, who was probably the only person who could run Strife Castle. If he died, Strife Castle would surely fall into chaos."

"The Fortress of Strife cannot be without the Mibai Tower."

Anser shrugged: "It's a bit late for you to say this now."

Judging from his expression, he had obviously thought about this a long time ago, but he didn't care much about it. According to Marina's understanding of Anser... he should be prepared to take over the candidate for Strife Castle in secret.

But... no need to wait.

The girl cast her eyes towards the trembling man with water stains between his legs, who was probably in the same position as her, and suddenly revealed a beautiful and charming smile:

"I think you think so, sir."

Chapter 6: The Lost and the Advancing (K)

In the luxurious reception room, Ansel was playing with a black feather, while Marina sat opposite him, looking down and recording something.

"Gan Leiqing."

Anser held his chin with one hand and looked at Marina who was serious: "What do you think of Mr. Mibaita?"

The girl paused, raised her head, and a thoughtful look appeared on her face. After a moment, she replied:

"According to the documents and information in his office, Mr. Mibaita has never really cared about the 'prosperity' of Strife Castle. As long as he can enjoy the feeling of being admired by everyone like an emperor, it doesn't matter whether it is Strife Castle or Peace City."

"He treated the people as tools. No, not tools, but assets, a kind of... property, property used to please himself."

Marina's thoughts drifted to the day when Ansel first revealed to her the cruel truth of the world, allowing her mind and soul to transform in despair.

She murmured subconsciously: "Just like... the empire to the emperor."

Anser laughed when he heard Marina's whisper: "So, do you feel that you are closer to the answer?"

"……Answer?"

Marina was a little dazed and had no time to react to what Ansel said before there was a knock on the door.

The black feathers dissipated at the fingertips of the young Hydra, and he leaned back lazily on the sofa: "Come in."

The door of the reception room was gently pushed open, and a plump and charming mature woman walked in with drinks and food, smiling flatteringly.

"Sir Faust, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

Queen Bee Yaper, the master of the hive, was acting like a servant at this moment. She lowered her head and placed the wine on the coffee table in front of Anser.

"This is a wine brewed from the blood of the Skyfrost Dragon and the Burning Dragon. I hope it will please you."

A mortal like Marina was sitting on the sofa, while Yaper, a fourth-level extraordinary being, was standing obediently, like a docile and obedient fat lamb.

She bent down to pour the wine, but Ansel raised his hand to stop her - just this one action made Yaper's heart skip a beat.

Don’t worry about whether this Faust is real or fake, or who he is, this guy is a madman who wants to kill Mibaita for no reason!

Ansher poured the wine himself and took a sip under Yaper's nervous and somewhat stiff gaze.

"It's ok."

This evaluation made Yapper breathe a sigh of relief. She had kept this thing for a long time and planned to take it out only when she met some important person. If Marina hadn't suddenly sent a message that "Mr. Faust wanted to borrow the head of Mibata", she would not have planned to take it out.

"Gan Leiqing said that you wanted to see me." The black-haired young man shook his wine glass and said casually, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Yapper's mind went blank for a moment. She originally wanted to test Ansel's background and try to see if she could get in touch with him. But when the other party's height suddenly rose to a place where she could not reach him, Yapper didn't know what to say.

In this panicking silence, Sir Faust's brows slowly furrowed.

"me……"

Yaper stumbled and couldn't even speak clearly for a moment. She didn't feel any "powerful pressure" from Anser, not at all. But she found that even though the other party didn't deliberately emit any aura, the beast in her heart was growing rapidly, cruelly and violently biting at her reason and dignity.