The villain's way to tame the protagonist

What is the revision of administrative regulations in the second block? The third block reflects the chaos in the market? What market? Where is the chaos? The detailed adjustment application for floor zoning? I am not a builder, why are you asking me!

Ah? Who am I? Why am I doing these things? Why can’t I understand all these words when they are put together? What should I do!!!

Shitana wanted to roar loudly, but in the end she just grabbed her hair tightly and slumped on the table, not moving.

"I miss Anser so much...it would be great if an Anser could fall from the sky."

The girl grumbled in grievance and despair.

She had no room to refuse the proposal from the upper city of Strife Castle.

Those crazy guys threatened the entire downtown residents, and Xitana had no choice but to compromise.

It's not that she hadn't thought about rushing to the City Lord's Mansion as quickly as possible and killing all the people involved, but the previous worries still lingered in her mind. In the Red Frost Territory, the girl had seen too many tragedies caused by her recklessness, which made her more calm now, and more... difficult to let go.

——Just as the garden executor who cleaned up the mess for her thought, Xitana Lansmalos would not accept any death that should not have happened.

In addition, the other party's conditions were not excessive, but rather reasonable to a certain extent, so Hitana naturally agreed.

In less than a day, she discovered that reasonable and appropriate are two different things.

Indeed, compared to letting those adventurers who have not figured out the situation yet to take over this downtown area, she is obviously not someone who would do anything bad, but the question is... can she really manage this place?

"Cliff, Cliff, come over here and help!"

Xitana started shouting loudly, and soon, an old man with gray hair and beard pushed the door open. From the open door, it seemed that he was sitting in the room next to Xitana.

"Miss Fenrir, what's wrong?"

It is not difficult to see from the old man’s helpless expression and the word “again” that this situation has happened many times today.

"That's it."

Sitana grabbed the document on the table and pointed at the words on it. "This is something about zoning... oh, sorry, I got it wrong. Anyway, it's this thing. What does it mean?"

The old man looked at the document that Xitana had hurriedly turned over, and after a moment of silence, he said:

"Now it's the other way around, Miss Fenrir."

"Ah, ah? Oh...hahahaha, well, I didn't notice."

Xitana laughed dryly and poured the file back: "Then can you teach me how to deal with this thing?"

"..."

The kind-looking old man stroked his beard for a long time, and finally sighed deeply:

"Ms. Fenrir, you are really not suited to this kind of thing."

"I know that too!" Upon hearing what Cliff said, the girl murmured in frustration, "But until the right person is found, someone has to do it."

Hearing this, Cliff's face showed hesitation again.

After about four or five seconds, he said very tactfully: "But according to your requirements, it will take some time to find a suitable candidate..."

What are Sitana's requirements for the person who will manage downtown affairs?

Kind, well-read, smart, capable, wholeheartedly considerate of ordinary people, preferably an extraordinary person...

Want to find such a person in downtown?

Not to mention a short time, it is impossible to find it at all!

"Uh..." Sitana scratched her chin, "Well, then should I relax the conditions?"

Cliff breathed a sigh of relief: "This is better, in fact there are quite a few-"

"Remove the term 'superhuman' from the list, and then, uh...lower the ability requirements a bit. That should be fine, right?"

Sitana crossed her arms across her chest and said very reluctantly.

She had used this standard when she helped some small places get rid of local tyrants.

Because the place is not big and there is nothing complicated, Xitana did not consider the question of ability. The most important thing is to be honest and kind enough, and everything else can be discussed later.

The lower city area of ​​​​Strife Castle is so large, and she has so many confusing problems on her hands, that Xitana immediately added rigid requirements in terms of ability - Miss Wolf is proud of her ability to analyze specific situations!

But her words made Cliff, whose complexion had just improved a little, fall silent again.

"...Cliff?"

Xitana looked at the old man in front of her and asked, "Is there any problem?"

Cliff was silent for a long time, then he slowly said: "Ms. Fenrir, first of all, I am very happy... There are still people like you in this world."

“Hehehehe…not really, not really.”

Hitana is not one to be praised. When she hears praise, she proudly shakes her invisible tail.

"But." The old man's tone became more serious, his eyes full of seriousness, "You can't do this."

"……what?"

“If you need to find someone who can help you run downtown, integrity cannot be an absolute criterion.”

Xitana was stunned for two seconds, then asked in surprise: "This should be the most basic indicator? If the people I choose don't want to work for the civilians, then why should I look for them?"

"Not being upright doesn't mean they won't do things for the common people..."

"But sooner or later they will!"

Sitana interrupted Cliff: "I know what you mean, Cliff. You want to tell me that being a good person doesn't mean you can get things done, right?"

Cliff's expression relaxed a little: "You know--"

"But good people can learn how to get things done."

Once it comes to something she insists on, Xitana becomes very decisive and even fierce. Facing an extremely old man, her tone and expression seem a little... intransigent.

The young wolf stared at the old man in front of him and said word by word: "But will bad people learn how to be good people?"

Cliff saw her persistence. The old man sighed in his heart, knowing that it would be impossible for him to convince this girl with a burning heart.

At the same time, Hitana had no intention of stopping. Her eyes were cold and her words unconsciously carried a hint of murderous aura.

"Besides, most of those people have stains on them. If I don't catch them all and punish them all, it's simply because I don't have the time! Asking them to manage the downtown area... No way!"

Cliff lowered his head slightly, sighed silently, and could only answer: "I understand, Miss Fenrir, I will have someone recruit new candidates according to your request."

"That's right! Oh and about this thing..."

After giving some advice to Hitana, the old man walked out of the office and could still vaguely hear the distressed cries coming from inside.

Cliff's mood was therefore very complicated.

He was not a native resident of the lower city of Strife Castle, but just a wandering doctor who lived here temporarily.

As for management talent, Cliff actually doesn't have much. He has just experienced enough and seen enough, so he can make some fairly correct choices, but that's all.

But Miss Fenrir entrusted him with the important task without hesitation, which made Cliff at a loss for words.

He had been wandering for so many years and never thought that he would actually meet such a... such an innocent transcendent.

While she is innocent, she also has a power that makes people look up to her. This power makes her innocence not seem too innocent.

…I was a bit naive for working so hard for Miss Fenrir.

Cliff smiled silently and was about to go back to the office to continue doing something for the downtown area when he suddenly heard hurried footsteps at the end of the corridor.

"Here... here, Sister Fenrir is right here."

Cliff was slightly stunned as he looked towards the end of the corridor. He saw a young man he knew, who was very attentively leading the way to an adventurer who looked very extraordinary. Just by meeting his cold eyes, Cliff could conclude that this adventurer was definitely not an ordinary person.

When the adventurer passed by him and was about to push the door and walk into Fenrir's office, Cliff wanted to say something, at least to ask him to maintain the most basic courtesy to Fenrir, but in the end he couldn't say anything.

He could only watch the adventurer and his followers push the door open and enter, and no sound came from inside the house.

"...Zabus, how could you bring someone in like this?"

The old man could only blame the young man who led the way: "Miss Fenrir is now the manager of the lower city after all, how can we let her lose face like this?"

"Uh...ah? That's nothing. Sister Fenrir doesn't care about this."

The young man scratched his head, not seeming to care much about Cliff's words, and soon showed an excited expression on his face: "No matter what, I'm telling you, Mr. Cliff, the adventurer just now, he might be the legendary..."

At the same time, inside the office.

"Cliff? What happened again?"

Sitana worked hard, holding the pen with five fingers without looking up: "Is there anything else? I have to complete this plan next, I can definitely do it!"

"It seems that Miss Fenrir is a very hard-working person."

"Of course. If I don't work hard, who will——"

Hearing this, Hitana subconsciously raised her head with pride, but the moment she met those smiling eyes, the pride on her face instantly froze.

pat.

The pen that she was holding in her palm like a dagger fell to the ground.

Anser looked at the girl quietly...Her face was less pink and moist than before she left. Although it was still fair and soft, both the changes in her appearance and the expression between her eyebrows had added a bit of indissoluble wildness.

But her stiff look now seemed a little too funny.

"install--"

She almost jumped several meters high on the spot. If the ceiling of this office wasn't high enough, her head would have been hit into the ceiling.

Just as she shouted out that syllable with joy, Ansher coughed lightly.

The cough made Miss Wolf, who was cheering and trying to pounce on Anser and hang on him like a koala, freeze again.

The girl, who was full of strength and wild beauty, looked eager, pursed her lips slightly, and seemed a little aggrieved and sad.

But after just a short while, she came out of this emotion. Just by looking at Ansher, the lonely heart of the lone wolf found great satisfaction and comfort.

"Ahem... ahem."

She raised her chin slightly and coughed: "I am, I am Fenrir, who are you, what do you want from me?"

The girl said this with her hands behind her back, her body swaying slightly, one foot still drawing circles on the spot, and she didn't look dignified at all.

"My name is Faust." Anser replied with a smile, "There is a small matter that I need Miss Fenrir's help with."

"..."

His concise words seemed to contain some shocking secrets and truths of the world, leaving Hitana frozen in place, as if she was pondering the meaning of life.

After about half a minute, she asked carefully: "...Help?"

"Ah."

"Find me?"

"Ah."

"Looking for...help?"

Anser suppressed his smile and nodded patiently, failing to maintain Faust's persona for a moment.

“Ask me for help!!!”

Miss Fenrir's voice suddenly rose to an unknown pitch, almost to the point where it was blocked by the soundproofing barrier that Anser had casually set up after he came in. She clenched her fists excitedly, and her eyes were so bright that they seemed to emit light.

"Did I hear you right, An... Fu, Faust, you want to ask me for help, right!"

Anser nodded slightly: "I will give you corresponding rewards, don't worry about that."

"It's not about reward! No... I'm not saying, that, I, I definitely won't help you for nothing! Right! Because... Because I don't know you! So I definitely won't help you for nothing!"

The incoherent girl gestured randomly: "What I mean is, ah, that, if you want me to help you... I will definitely help you... I'm not definitely going to help you! It's just, that, you go first, you go first..."

Miss Wolf, whose brain was already somewhat overloaded, blurted out:

"Please beg me first!"

"..."

Ansher tilted his head slightly. Ming Furo, who had never shown herself in front of Sitana, was conscious and frozen. Even Marina opened her mouth slightly.

"You want me to..." A smile gradually appeared on the black-haired young man's face, "Please?"

Shitana was also confused. She first covered her mouth tightly, as if she wanted to subconsciously deny what she had just said. But in this subtle silence, Miss Wolf rolled her eyes and gradually put her hands down.

"...Humph! I just want you to beg me first, what's wrong!"

She put her hands on her hips, raised her chin and said, "I am now the manager of this downtown area! The only manager! If you have any problems, I can solve them with just one word!"