The villain's way to tame the protagonist

Under the influence of such a system, rules, and class, the secular world is superior to the extraordinary, because the existence that determines all of this is the god himself who is superior to everything.

Within this framework, secular order and projection become absolute, while secular contradictions and entanglements create injustice in the eyes of the world.

The nobles oppressed the common people, would anyone deliberately emphasize the nobles' extraordinary status? No, that contradiction directly points to the nobles' identity, but no one would put the end point on the nobles' extraordinary status.

So the extraordinary oppresses the ordinary people... is this something unforgivable? Of course not, because if the extraordinary do this, what can the ordinary people say? It is natural for the extraordinary to be superior to the ordinary.

The nobles oppressed the common people, and the common people could do nothing about it either, but there was a fundamental difference between the two...

That is the consensus of this world and this human race.

When extraordinary people are put into the framework of the nobility, if their identities, responsibilities and final actions are inconsistent with each other, then they will destroy the established order and rules, and it will become a mistake.

And if the identities of both parties are only between the unrestrained extraordinary person and the mortal who looks up at the sky, then everything about the extraordinary person is correct.

The empire is a purgatory, a purgatory created to anchor the emperor's humanity and to adjust the emperor's mood, a purgatory that Marina hates and cannot accept.

Marina still remembers that day, the day when Ansel brought her transformation.

After that day, she continued to learn and improve herself. She read many, many books, and her horizons and knowledge increased at an incredible rate.

The greatest contribution was made by the books compiled by Anser himself, which were carefully selected by him and contained knowledge from another world.

For Anser, and perhaps for herself, Marina had thought countless times about how to deal with the empire's sick and crazy system, and how to allow civilians to live a better life - she also had the simplest vision like her sister.

This is an extremely difficult road. Marina has been studying according to the many books recorded by Anser, but she has only understood less than one-tenth of them so far.

But now...she found out that she was wrong, extremely wrong.

Can the empire be made better by dismantling its system and changing the current rules?

no, I can not.

The harsh policies that tore countless families apart, the aristocratic power that caused countless civilians to suffer eternally, and the corrupt rules of oppression that made the empire everlasting and impossible to eliminate, actually protected the civilians.

Because no matter how corrupt the rules are, they are better than no rules at all.

When all the rules collapse, there are only two kinds of people left in this world.

No, it's a kind of person, and a kind of... plaything.

On the other hand... no matter how the rules change, as long as the difference between extraordinary people and ordinary people still exists, the core of everything will never change.

Because there are no rules that can constrain the extraordinary to be inferior to ordinary people, replacing the higher level of contempt with class oppression is actually... a better choice.

Is oppression a better choice?

Marina was in a trance. She could not hear Hastings or Ansher's voice, but she vaguely felt that she was being pulled away.

No matter how corrupt and evil the nobles and rulers are, they are always bound by the constraints and responsibilities brought by their [status]. But what about adventurers and extraordinary people?

Do they have any obligations to mortals?

No, they always do what they want.

The adventurers don’t care, adventurers are not emperors, adventurers... are just a group of hyenas.

A hyena chasing after the relics of the dynasty, chasing after the wreckage of the maze, chasing after instinct and happiness.

They chose to be like the emperor and absorb that happiness, but they had no way to control all the extraordinary people like the emperor and build a huge empire with detailed and strict rules.

They're just... exhausting the resources for their own amusement.

The suffering of mortals, the gratitude of mortals, the support of mortals... they do whatever makes them happy, and when this passion fades, no one cares how mortals live and what the future will be like. Perhaps one day they suddenly remember that they still have such a group of people under their command, and when they are in the mood, they will continue to show their kindness, or take pleasure in their suffering.

That is a higher level of terror than oppression. If oppression can still maintain the slightest dignity of being a "human" at the lowest level, then this kind of manipulation and playing that seems to crush all the meaning, value, and dignity of mortals... is a greater hell.

What is even more despairing is...

"I'm so sorry, baby, you have to go."

"…What? W-why? Why, Lord Hastings!"

The panicked and anxious shouts briefly brought Marina back to reality.

She saw in a trance, a pretty girl in a beautiful dress... She was tearfully pulling the helpless adventurer, begging him.

"Don't you want me anymore? Is there something about me that you don't like? Please don't abandon me...please don't abandon me, Lord Hastings!"

"Hey, isn't it because your dad is looking for you?"

"My...my father?"

"Yes, let's go with Mr. Faust." Hastings shrugged. "Although I'm reluctant to let you go...hahaha, just kidding, Mr. Faust, how could I be reluctant to let you go? Just take him away."

"No!" The "girl" screamed, saying something unbelievable, "I don't want to leave!"

That was not some girl, but Anser's target, the missing boy who was sold to Hastings by the colorful snake.

He dressed in women's clothes and became the adventurer's private lover and plaything.

The boy's figure was reflected in Marina's eyes.

He was clearly abducted.

He had clearly suffered a lot.

His father was willing to spend all his savings for him, even if it meant seeing his body.

He is just a slave now... No, not even a slave, just a plaything.

But he... doesn't want to give up his identity as a plaything.

"Have you...never thought about it?"

When the boy begged Hastings, Marina said in a vague, weak voice that seemed to be dying: "Have you ever thought that sooner or later, no... he will soon get tired of you?"

"Those words couldn't be more obvious. He doesn't care about you at all."

These words stunned the young man, but he held Hastings arm tightly and said nothing.

He had thought about this question - Marina could read it from the boy's hesitant and timid eyes.

But he still chose to stay here at this moment, and the answer... is obvious.

——Just like the answer to the question that made Marina tremble, which she was unwilling to accept.

"I don't want to...I don't want to go back."

He doesn't want to go back.

"I don't want to go back..."

I don't want to go back to that dirty, smelly downtown area.

Even if the price is becoming an adventurer's plaything, even if you will be abandoned soon.

The common people living in the Western Country do not want to accept the oppressive rule of the nobles, and do not want to feel the suffocating class pressure.

They are willing to accept the rule of adventurers who have no rules and do not abide by the rules, because they do not care about mortals, precisely because... they do not care about mortals.

Then, there will be inexplicable gifts that come at no cost - just like snacks that the owner casually throws to the pet.

This casualness is something that most nobles in a class environment would not do. They would also treat commoners as playthings, but that was based on contempt and disdain.

Instead of being like independent adventurers or extraordinary people... they don't treat it as a creature related to themselves at all.

Even though life might be miserable and we might suffer because of this disorder, so what?

[It is already a kindness that the extraordinary one is willing to help us! 】

The common people living in the western country were far away from the class oppression from the empire.

Yet they are willing to regard themselves as playthings that are countless times more humble than the oppressed, and are dominated and slaughtered by the extraordinary ones.

And feel...

"If father..." the young man said timidly, "if father knew that I was living well here with Lord Hastings, he...he would definitely not force me to go back. Sir Adventurer, please...tell him this, okay?"

Marina closed her eyes, and a miserable and sarcastic smile appeared on her bloodless face.

And feel that it is natural.

Without the need for oppression from others or threats from external forces, one spontaneously believes that... the extraordinary are completely superior to ordinary people and this is the truth of the world.

—Unconditional self-depreciation and...enslavement.

They might feel that their lives are much better than those of people in other areas of the empire?

Is this what you wanted me to see, Mr. Anser?

Marina finally understood why Ansel looked disappointed in her at that time, and why he was thinking about something so seriously and silently when they were alone.

He is wiser and more far-sighted than anyone else, and wants to change the empire more than anyone else.

And when he used this wisdom to realize his desire, and in the process of dismantling the essence of the empire bit by bit, he discovered the essence of this world——

When he discovered that the extraordinary were always superior, absolutely superior to the ordinary, and that even a purgatory like the Empire was more "humane" than the wasteland without rules -

When he found out that even if he could completely reform the entire system of the empire and overturn all the rules, he still couldn't solve the problem in the end——

How desperate is he?

"...Mr. Faust."

Marina looked at the legendary Faust who had worked hard to find his target these past few days. Seeing how pitiful he looked and how he didn't want to go back, she murmured in a trance:

"Can you tell me I am dreaming?"

"Tell me, after waking up from the dream, this world is not so miserable and crazy."

Chapter 24: Sun and Sun

Ansel and Marina stood on the edge of the street in the lower city of Strife Castle. Further down was the bottom of the mine, which was bottomless and filled with sewage and garbage.

The commission had been successfully completed. Anser didn't care whether the boy wanted to go back or not. He knocked him out and took him back to the Castle of Strife, a place where he would rather be someone else's plaything than return.

Young Hydra looked at Marina, who was gazing blankly into the depths of the mine, as if staring into an endless abyss, and said softly, "You still have a lot of questions, Gan Leiqing."

The absurdity that Marina saw in this little world is just a corner of it.

The structure of society is extremely complex. It is obviously unreasonable to determine the entire picture of the world based on one thing or some people - not all mortals are the boy in this commission, and not all extraordinary people are the evil people who dominate the Castle of Strife.

The girl naturally knew this, but she couldn't maintain an optimistic attitude.

Because no matter what the external manifestations are, the fundamental differences between the extraordinary and the ordinary will not change or waver.

That is the ultimate injustice that transcends social contradictions, and transcends all struggles, oppression, and darkness.

The social phenomenon that has evolved on the basis of this injustice is another matter. It is even larger and more complex, like the underground root system of a towering tree, intertwined and difficult to dismantle.

It was obviously too naive to expect to see the truth from what happened in the past few days, and Ansor never expected Marina to be able to sort out her thoughts now.

"Mr. Anser."

Marina's voice was still very soft and a little dazed. She even forgot to call Ansel "Faust", or rather... she really needed help and support now.

But Ansel didn't do anything extra. He just responded softly and waited for the answer from his beloved Marina.

How could young Hydra not see Marina's condition and feelings?

Back in the Red Frost Territory, Anser had already trained Marina to the point of being devoted to him in order to tame Xitana. At that time, he did not have high expectations for this girl.

But as time went by, the shadow of Lady Violet gradually emerged in Marina. Her strict demands on her own abilities and her unremitting pursuit of self-improvement gradually changed Ansel's views.

More importantly, during this process, her dependence on Anser hardly deepened, which was extremely rare.

I thought Marina could maintain herself well, but as time went by... she seemed to be sliding towards an abyss of no return, and this was not what Ansel wanted to see.

Books cannot be understood by reading them, and knowledge cannot be understood by acquiring it. Even though Anser spent a long time selecting and recording the precious knowledge from that world, it does not mean that all his men are able to master it.

In this era which is absolutely "backward" compared to it, finding geniuses who can understand, analyze and put this knowledge to good use is no less difficult than turning ordinary people into extraordinary people.

Marina has the talent and ability, and Ansel doesn't want her to fall into the most worthless situation.

Looking back now... it was most likely due to Hitana. The intimacy between Marina and me was obviously higher than the normal relationship between superiors and subordinates. Her increasing dependence on me was inevitable.

It's definitely not regretful, but Anser does have some regrets. He was a little too harsh on Marina. If there was some room for her, she would be more focused on self-improvement now.

Because all she got was a calm response, Marina remained silent for a long, long time.

She shifted her gaze from the dark depths of the mine to Anser's profile.

"Mr. Anser, what can I do for you?"

Once upon a time, the boy who grew up under the tenderness and expectations of Enelissa and Flamel always had the fantasy of changing the empire.