The villain's way to tame the protagonist

But at this critical moment, someone really killed Mibaita... Then what should they do with the next selection competition?

"Let's take it one step at a time. How's Odumbra doing?"

"We have rescued a lot of people from those two crazy guys, Xuechen and Tianrang... We are still working hard. Even if we can't have a big impact on the overall situation, we still have to help them as much as possible."

"For the new world."

"For the new world."

Just as some special groups who wanted to take advantage of the chaos in the Grand Duke's war to do something were planning their strategies, a tall and muscular figure slowly emerged from the teleportation point of the Castle of Dispute.

"Hey, is this the fort?"

She scratched her head in a very inelegant manner, completely destroying the charm brought by this beautiful figure.

The girl looked at the map left and right, looked around, and finally stuffed the map into her bag.

"Forget it, never mind! Just grab a random passerby and ask... They say you can have a good fight here, hehe, don't let me down."

The dusty wolf grinned, with a savage light from the wilderness flashing in its sharp white fangs and dark red eyes.

Chapter 17: Purity

"Take care, Master Faust."

The receptionist at the Executioner's Guild said goodbye to the black-haired young man very respectfully, and did not stand up until the sound of footsteps completely disappeared.

An adventurer was sitting on the sofa next to the front desk, looking towards the door. After a while, he asked the receptionist, "Joel, is this Faust...real or fake?"

"He can beat you to death with one hand." The receptionist rolled her eyes, "Is there any difference between the real thing and the fake one?"

"Of course there is a difference! Do you know who Faust is?"

The adventurer shouted: "I'm telling you, three years ago——"

"Ahhh, I know, I know. Three years ago, he single-handedly slaughtered dozens of powerful dragons and fought against the Dragon Speaker Grand Duke on equal terms with this legendary adventurer... You've all told me this many times."

She complained with a look of disdain: "There are also dead souls abandoned by the world, sinners haunted by the devil, prisoners cursed by the abyss... It's as exaggerated as you can imagine. I've heard enough."

"No, no, no, I'm different from those guys who like to talk nonsense. Listen to me, I saw Faust with my own eyes..."

Anser, who left the Executioner's Guild, didn't know that they were talking about the former Faust. The young Hydra was tossing some old imperial gold coins in his hand and seemed to be in a good mood.

"Mr. Faust, according to your current progress... the executioner will not be able to give you a satisfactory commission in less than a week."

Marina, who was following behind Anser, was recording something in her notebook and asked, "Do you want to take on more commissions?"

Her voice was very soft, but also convincingly calm, as if she could conjure up a commission out of thin air if Anser needed it.

"That's about it." Anser smiled and put the gold coins into his pocket. "You can stop after completing this commission."

"Yes, I understand."

Marina nodded slightly, stuffed the notebook into her bag, and then took out a scroll with detailed notes and explained: "This time the commission is to help a laborer in the downtown area. His son has been missing for more than half a month... The information provided in the commission is very sufficient, and it should not be difficult to find him."

The reward for this commission was the old gold coin that Anser had just tossed. It was probably all the worker had left, and he had paid it in advance to the executioner.

Marina was not surprised why Ansher accepted such a commission. Although she had been reflecting and resting in the hotel for two days since that day, not long after following Ansher again, Marina almost immediately understood Ansher's criteria for accepting commissions.

Anser doesn't care about pure struggles for interests or personal grudges. He prefers to deal with commissions that are more inclined towards...order, and at the same time he will rank the commissions of civilians higher.

Judging from all the commissions Anser has taken on, he is actually a bit like the righteous ranger that the bards sing about. He doesn't care whether the reward is high or not, he just wants to do something good.

And Marina could also see that Ansel had indeed had a great time these days...but he himself seemed unaware of it.

"But it's downtown."

Anser cast his gaze towards the area below the Castle of Strife, where some parts of the city were so deep that they could not even see sunlight all day long.

"Maybe we'll run into her."

The young Hydra, who seemed to be quite keen on the adventurer game, raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you ready, Lord Gan Lei?"

"…If you need me to, I will do my best to handle the matter concerning Ms. Sitana."

Marina replied calmly.

"Have you forgotten that there is someone in charge of this matter in the garden?"

Anser couldn't help laughing and said, "It's not wise to compete with Shadow Marsh and the Garden for work at the same time, Lord Gan Lei."

The moment Shitana arrived at the Castle of Strife through the teleportation array, Anser sensed his wolf lady.

This kind of induction is bidirectional - but as the leader, Anser can independently block the induction from Xitana.

It was both unexpected and not so unexpected that Xitana would come to Strife Castle.

During this period, the largest adventurer competition under the rule of Grand Duke Qingjin will be held in the Castle of Dissension. This event is extremely famous in the entire Western Country. Although the battle between the two Grand Dukes of Blood Dust and Heaven and Earth has made this competition unlikely to be as hot as before, it can still bring a lot of money to the Castle of Dissension and Grand Duke Qingjin.

After all, according to Shadow Marsh's intelligence, there are more than one place in the entire Western Kingdom where traces of Ivora may exist. There must be a reason why Anser came to Strife Castle and stayed here as soon as possible.

Anser had a lot to do during this trip to the West. Ivora's affairs were the top priority, the absolute first one, but that didn't mean he had no plans to do anything else.

Even Anser was not too anxious to look for Ivora's trace. Even after seeing the severed hand and confirming that Ivora and Efesand might be extremely weak, he remained calm.

At this point, the odds between him and fate were close, if not 50-50, at least 40-60. Anser, who had been trapped in the nightmare, had the opportunity to increase his odds to 80%. Although fate had successfully restricted him, it also created a more perfect player on the other side of the chessboard.

During this journey, Ansel no longer pushed himself so hard all the time. Instead, just as Marina guessed, he was enjoying it very much so far.

Once he understands the situation in the Castle of Dispute, he will embark on a new journey to other territories, and maybe even travel across the entire Western Kingdom.

Adventure... a somewhat unfamiliar word to him.

Anser doesn't think that the journey he started three years ago can be called an adventure.

Rather than an adventure, it is more of a tempering, a kind of... practice.

It allows him to extract strength from pain and despair and give birth to a new will.

Because of this, this real "adventure" was very valuable to Anser. As long as the goal could be achieved smoothly, he didn't mind spending a little more time and energy to do what an adventurer would do.

Ansel stroked the old gold coin in his pocket and quickened his pace towards the lower city.

Marina looked at his back and involuntarily took out her notebook from her bag. She hurried after him and wrote down the following words:

Mr. Anser is waiting for the grand event in Strife Castle. He obviously has a plan to target Strife Castle with this event... or to use this event to target Strife Castle? Or is he trying to achieve some other purpose? I don't know.

During these days of getting along with Mr. Anser, I could only discover that Mr. Anser has a simpler...or should I say, a purer side, a side he has never shown before.

Maybe I should talk to Miss Ming Fuluo. It was after her appearance that Mr. Anser underwent such a change.

But Mr. Anser himself seemed unaware of it. Not only him, but Miss Ming Fuluo, who had changed him, also didn't seem to think that there was anything wrong with Mr. Anser...

But I always feel that something is wrong. Am I too self-righteous and suspicious?

*

After taking a big gulp of water and swallowing the whole grain bread in her hand, Hitana burped.

"Sister Fenrir..."

Seeing the girl touching her belly with a satisfied look on her face, the men with rough skin and simple clothes asked eagerly, "Are you really okay in this state?"

"...Hmm?" Xitana raised her brows slightly, "You doubt my ability?"

"Not really, it's just that... I always feel like you haven't eaten enough."

Someone in the crowd who seemed to regard Sitana as the boss whispered.

Xitana scratched her head. "It can't be said that I haven't eaten enough, it can only be said that I get hungry quickly. There's nothing I can do about it. These things are not very filling, and I get hungry quickly when I fight."

What was she eating when she followed Ansher?

Those were dishes cooked by the most top-notch extraordinary chefs using the finest ingredients. Even if you leave the taste aside, the energy and nutrients contained in them could make a first or second-level extraordinary person die of starvation.

Just eat some of this whole grain pancake now, it will at most fill up the space in your stomach.

However, despite saying this, Xitana did not show any complaints, and said casually: "It's not a big problem, just deal with that... who is it?"

"Black Crocodile Tyrund."

"Oh! That black fish!" The girl suddenly realized, and patted her chest confidently, "Don't worry, it's not a problem to catch that black fish, just wait for me to come back."

She said this and walked out carelessly, ignoring the hesitant looks from others.

There was also a large crowd outside the house, including men, women, young and old. As soon as they saw Sitana come out, they all shouted "Sister Fenrir" and "Sister Fenrir".

Although Xitana's reputation may not have fully spread throughout the empire, Anther still suggested that Xitana use an alias when traveling outside, so the not-so-smart Miss Wolf asked Anther to give her an alias, which is now Fenrir.

At first, Xitana was not used to this name, but after being called it many times, she found it quite pleasant to the ear.

Mainly because when she was called, the respectful and admiring looks in those people's eyes made Hitana want to lift her tail high.

She really likes the feeling of being looked at like this! Of course, she did all these things along the way, not just because she likes being looked at like this.

Xitana had forgotten how many bastards, bullies, and extraordinary beings she had defeated after being teleported to this... um, Western Region. It was one wonderful story after another, and although Xitana felt it was very enjoyable, she still felt that something was missing.

Not enough fighting!

Only after leaving Ansher did Hitana realize how strong she had become.

Following Anser, the extraordinary people she saw were either divine species or fifth-level extraordinary people. It was rare to see a fourth-level extraordinary person, and those below the fourth level had almost never appeared in front of her.

What is the truth? The truth is that a level 3 Transcendent can basically hold an upper-middle class position in a territory, a level 4 Transcendent is already an important figure, and whether a level 5 Transcendent can be seen is another matter.

The lord of the first city she was teleported to was a fourth-rank transcendent. Due to his bad deeds, on the third day after arriving in the city, Shitana went straight to the lord's mansion and beat up the lord and his men.

At that time, Hitana was still wondering why such a weak guy could become the city lord. However, as the journey progressed, after beating and killing those disgusting scums along the way, Hitana finally understood that it was not that they were too weak, but that she was too strong.

Although it is still at level three, it is definitely below level five, and it is unlikely that there will be any opponent.

It's a pity that although she defeated a lot of guys along the way, Xitana still couldn't break through the barrier that seemed to be fragile but as solid as an iron wall, and the door to the fourth level was still not open to her.

Miss Wolf couldn't find the reason, and could only attribute it to the fact that she had not experienced enough battles, and they were not fierce enough. When she learned about Strife Castle and the competition to be held there by chance, she immediately ran over excitedly, ready to have a good fight.

But… before the game even started, as soon as she arrived at Strife Castle, she had a great time.

——Because one of the local bosses in the lower city, a supernatural being engaged in human trafficking, was killed by Xitana on the same day.

After getting rid of that guy, Xitana spent a few more days cleaning up his remnants and also dealt with the people who came to contact him. Unfortunately, she was unable to find out who his superiors were.

Most of those who surrounded Shitana and called her "Big Sister" were civilians living in the area managed by this local tyrant.

And next, Hitana is going to beat up another local tyrant in the lower city, that scumbag called Black Crocodile.

"Um... that, ahem! Listen to me!"

Standing on the dark street without any sunlight, Xitana coughed, opened her arms, and said loudly: "Don't worry, I will be back soon! I will rescue all the laborers who were exploited by that black fish, don't worry!"

Even though the crowd was silent and no one responded, the girl smiled brightly, waved her fist, and strode forward on the dark street.

Xitana could feel that although many people admired her, more people actually did not believe in her.

If it were the old Hitana, she would have been angry about this kind of thing a long time ago - why should she be suspected of having impure motives when she is doing good things with good intentions?

But now, Miss Wolf would no longer be annoyed by such trivial matters. She liked to be admired and respected, but in the final analysis... she didn't stand against those bastards just for this reaction.

Walking on the dirty and smelly streets, Xitana looked up - the buildings seemed to be built on the walls, crowded and crudely stacked. The streets and passages overlapped like a maze, shrouding this city that was like a deep well in eternal shadows.

She came from higher up. The scene of the Castle of Strife that Hitana saw when she came out of the teleportation point and the scene she saw here seemed like two different worlds.

But Xitana was not surprised, because along the way, she had seen too many "two worlds" that were exactly the same.

The first time she killed the city lord who oppressed and abused civilians with two punches, the first time she broke down the barrier between the two worlds, blood dripped from the girl's fists. She stood on the corpse of the evil man, looking at the world in confusion through the broken walls. Under her feet were the jewels that the city lord had thrown when he begged for mercy, but in the distance through the wall was the barren and dilapidated lower city.

Then, at a certain moment, Xitana Lancemalos woke up with an epiphany.

——Ansher protected her too well, or rather...Ansher did too well.

For such a long time, all she saw was freedom and beauty, prosperity and happiness, and these things made Hitana forget her once undying rage and why she bared her fangs at the world.

This world is terrible, very terrible. A bunch of crazy, psychopathic bastards ride on the heads of poor and helpless civilians and do whatever they want, wantonly controlling and playing with their lives, which makes people angry.

So someone has to change it.

The reason why Xitana followed Anser was not just that she liked Anser, loved Anser, and did not want to leave Anser.

It's because she firmly believes that Ansel has the ability to change the world and that Ansel hopes the world will become a better place.

So until now, Xitana is so glad that she made this choice, choosing to leave Anser and pursue new possibilities.

On this road, she may not only gain power, but also find back what she once pursued.

The wolf that walked out of the wild snowfield has never changed. In her heart, she still holds on to the purest and most simple concept of good and evil.

Bad guys deserve to die, good guys live in peace, that's all.