The villain's way to tame the protagonist

Then, on the girl's face, which was flushed with sickness, there was no malice or hatred, only an extremely real, sweet and lovely smile from the heart:

"You know what to do, don't you?"

"Ah, and remember to tell me how it tastes, dear Aunt Diana."

*

The washed Susilen knelt down towards Anther. The young Hydra could see the girl's tight waistline, the suddenly expanding peach-shaped breasts, and most eye-catchingly, the Hydra tattoo that occupied a large area of ​​her snowy back.

"I don't remember ever leaving a mark here."

Anser raised his eyebrows slightly and asked with interest.

"I asked the maid to tattoo it on me, and..."

The girl paused and said, "I don't want to show that place to others when I show you the gift you gave me, so I use this to show my loyalty to you."

With her hands folded and her forehead pressed against the back of her hands, Su Silun whispered softly, "I am too self-righteous. Please forgive me, Master."

"There's no point in forgiving or not forgiving it. If you like it, just keep it."

Anser stood up and casually put something on the table.

"I should go now, Susilen. Are you confident about what will happen next?"

"I will not let you down, Master."

Su Silun remained kneeling without raising her head: "Never."

“Good faith.”

The devil squinted his eyes and chuckled, then squatted down slightly and put his hands slowly between Su Silun's delicate hair and neck.

"I will watch over you, Susilen dear."

"Always watching you."

Su Silun knelt and curled up, and did not get up until the gentle touch on her back disappeared for nearly half an hour.

She knew Ansher had left, but she still didn't get up.

He's... playing with me.

The girl moaned in her heart, but strangely she didn't feel angry, and her body even began to tremble.

He wanted to make me despair, let me experience pain under Diana's control, make me realize how lowly I was in his eyes, and that without him I would be reduced to the lowliness of a plaything.

He even knew that I could think of it.

How vicious this is... You clearly possess a power that no one can defy, yet you still maintain such evil and cruelty?

Strange thoughts assaulted Su Silun's mind and internal organs, and after a violent tremor, she collapsed to the ground powerlessly.

"Haah...haah..."

The iris girl was lying on the ground on her side, her eyes were unfocused, but she could not hide the sickly light in them.

Very good...very good, Ansel, devil, continue to use me and control me like this.

*

Why should Su Silun be brought under your command? This is the question.

Is it to better control the empire? No, Anser does not need a pawn, and even if he does, it will not be Susilen.

Is he just trying to play with that ambitious young girl? Anser has long stopped playing with women for the sole purpose of playing with them, not to mention that he doesn't have the free time now.

So, what was the reason why Hydra left his mark on this ordinary little princess?

"Feast the flames...Feast the flames."

Under the sky of the West, Hydra, who looked up at the sky and seemed to be gazing at the world, whispered softly: "What are you going to do?"

Don't forget that the ordinary little princess, in the original future, was the Hidden Wolf who usurped the power of the Feast of Flames from the two monsters, Effisand and Ivora.

But this is not entirely the reason why Ansel attaches so much importance to Susilen.

Really, there was only one reason why Anser cast such a gaze on Susilen.

Su Silun has no talent, no spiritual essence, and there is nothing special about her. So...how did she usurp the authority of Feast Flame?

When Ansher got this answer, he was in a daze for nearly half a month.

Because of the existence that allowed Suslen to usurp the power of Feasting Flame, and the assassin who killed Anerissa—

They come from the same source.

Chapter 5: Chessboard (K)

"The throne cannot remain vacant, and the empire cannot remain in chaos."

"In any case, we need someone who can get the Empire back on track."

Ming Fuluo looked at Diana's declaration and her brows slowly furrowed.

She turned to look at Anser, who was concentrating on fiddling with the chessboard, with a suspicious look on her face: "You did it?"

Holding the chariot, Anser couldn't help but smile as he thought about how to make his move: "Why do you always suspect me of doing something, A Luo?"

"It is hard to imagine that an incompetent Grand Duke who was kept in the imperial capital by Efesand would suddenly go crazy and try to be regent."

Ming Fuluo, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, said with empty eyes: "Considering your sudden return to Hydra three days ago, it makes sense."

As the chess pieces gently collided, the black chariot in Anther's hand smashed another white chariot. The young Hydra stared at the chariot that was killing everyone on the chessboard and answered without raising his head:

"In fact, there is no need to infer, because I did not hide my whereabouts in the imperial capital."

The scholar's eyes twitched: "How dare you ask me that?"

Heng: "I just hope that Luo won't develop the bad habit of thinking that everything that happens is related to me..."

Ming Fuluo jumped off the bed and came to the opposite side of Anser. She looked down at the messy chess game on the table and snorted: "But I have never missed it."

"Yes, yes, dear Miss Ming Fuluo, you are certainly one of the people who knows me best in the world."

Anser looked up at Ming Fuluo with a smile, but it seemed like he was just trying to deal with it, because he only smiled for a second before continuing to ponder over the chessboard.

However, Ming Fuluo, who was sitting opposite, did not say anything, because she rarely saw Anser so focused, and this chessboard...

On the extremely huge chessboard with dense grids, the white side has two king pieces, three queens, and thirteen chariots, but the number of soldiers is very small, and it seems that they have been slaughtered by the black chariots in Anther's hands.

But Anser's side was even more confusing. He only had a king, a queen, a chariot, and the rest... were all soldiers.

When the chariot moves forward, it can shatter all the chess pieces within the surrounding nine squares. No matter how many soldiers there are, they are worthless if there is no opportunity.

Ming Furo stared at the chessboard for a long time. She watched Anser maneuver the chariot back and forth on the battlefield, using a large number of soldiers to lure away the white side and wreak havoc on the chariots, letting the black chariot smash the few remaining white soldiers bit by bit, and found that the chariot was gradually becoming solid and hard, emitting a unique luster.

"Who do you regard as your imaginary enemy?"

Ming Fuluo, who had almost figured out the meaning of the chessboard, whispered, "If it is fate, there shouldn't be two king pieces. Who are these two king pieces?"

Snapped--

The Black Queen, who had been staying next to the Black King chess piece, inexplicably moved to a certain place on the chessboard.

Anser raised his head and looked at Ming Fuluo, whose expression was slightly stagnant, and said helplessly:

"Obviously, Her Majesty the Queen is a little too proactive."

"..." Ming Fuluo blushed and looked away, "She may not make a mistake."

"But the king can't afford to gamble, A'lo." Anser sighed softly, "He only has this one queen now."

This sentence instantly made the beautiful thoughts that had just arisen in Ming Fuluo's mind disappear without a trace. Standing on the white side and looking at the chessboard, her palms gradually began to sweat. The two kings and the three queens did not move at all, and the thirteen chariots fought on their own. Even so, Anser had to occasionally use soldiers as bait to allow the black chariot in his hand to be swallowed and grow steadily.

"Is it difficult to add new pieces?"

Ming Fuluo knew nothing about chess and could only provide advice from the simplest and most effective aspects.

"As many chess pieces as you want."

Anser held up his face with his hands. Every time a soldier was smashed, a new soldier would condense out of thin air. Even when he stretched out his hand towards the white chariot, the pure white chess pieces would be faintly stained with black.

"But what is it that I need, A Luo?"

Young Hydra stared at the chessboard and murmured softly: "Is it a brand-new chariot that is equally invincible, or a knight that can flexibly shuttle through the enemy's formation? Is it a powerful and almighty queen that can be used as a trump card, or..."

He gently stroked the new chess piece in his hand, but never put it down.

It was a dark bishop.

Ming Fuluo couldn't help but stretched out her hand and rubbed Anser's brow: "After resting for so long, you finally want to do something big?"

Ansher gently held Ming Fuluo's soft little hand, closed his eyes and felt the gentle strength coming from his forehead.

He did not reveal his specific plan to Ming Fuluo, but he almost made his plans clear to her, using another way to relieve the pressure she had long been accustomed to. The scholar lady, who was in tune with him, did not hesitate to show her soft side.

With his eyes closed, Anser whispered, "Some opportunities cannot be missed."

The force hidden in the shadow of fate gave up Ivora and chose Susilen.

Is it because Susilen, who has an extremely strong desire for power and status, is easier to control? Or is it because the tyrannical Ivora is destined to destroy everything after inheriting the power of the Flame? Whatever the reason, they have to make a choice at this moment.

- Should they place their chips on the little princess who has already shown her kindness to them, or save Ivora, who they regarded as an abandoned child in the original future?

Do you want the tyrannical Crown Prince to return to the throne, or do you want to watch the evil Hydra dominate the empire?

Anser had been prepared for this moment when he had branded Susilen.

This was the only way he could think of to allow fate to "reasonably" bring Ivora back from the Zero Point Maze and escape from Effisand's eternal burning.

"Come to think of it." Anser opened his eyes again, his sea-blue eyes filled with a gentle smile, "I didn't bring this up with the intention of causing any big trouble."

"One calculation can achieve multiple goals. This is your old trick."

Seeing that Anser's expression was much more relaxed, Ming Fuluo also withdrew her hand and became her usual indifferent and cold self. She snorted and said, "I know you are powerful, the great Hydra."

"What's your purpose if you don't ask me?"

The petite scholar crossed her arms across her chest and imitated Anser's words just now: "But our queen, isn't your subjective initiative a little too strong?"

The way she slightly raised her eyebrows was so adorable.

Anser reached out to touch her raised eyebrows, and after being slapped away, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "This has nothing to do with subjective initiative."

"Can the Queen listen?"

"Of course the Queen can listen."

Ming Fuluo's cheeks turned redder. She raised her chin slightly and asked in an unskilled queen's manner: "Then, well...then tell me, I want to hear it."

This attitude was impossible for the previous Ming Fuluo. Anser looked at his friend's charming and charming appearance, and the depths of his sea-blue eyes radiated a bright and warm light.

"I have been considering your suggestion, Luo."

The young Hydra stroked the scholar's soft and delicate hair and said gently, "Perhaps, when I am able, I can indeed make better choices."

Hearing this, Ming Furo was stunned for two seconds, then her face moved closer, and Ansel could even feel her warm breath directly.

"Are you serious?" she asked. "Are you not forcing yourself?"

"Do I look like someone who would push myself?"

"Hmph... Have you ever pushed yourself too hard enough?"

After humming so softly, Ming Fuluo lowered her head slightly again, resting her head on Anser's chest, and sighed with relief: "But if this is true, it would be great, Anser."

"The importance of the Regent's matter is unquestionable. The Grand Dukes will not sit idly by. Not only the Grand Dukes, but everyone will turn their attention to the Imperial Capital."

Anser hugged Ming Fuluo gently: "The intensity of the war between Blood Dust and Heaven and Earth will be reduced because of this. The Western Revolutionary Army is running around to save civilians. This opportunity will allow them to help more people and allow more people to escape from that battlefield."

"Although it's just a side note...it's a good start, but there's still one problem."

"what is the problem?"

Ming Fuluo, who was leaning on Anser's arms, raised her head with a serious look in her eyes: "I didn't provide you with any help."

The young man laughed in silence: "Does it mean that there is no problem until you help me, A'Luo?"

"Since I'm the one who made the suggestion... no, the request, then of course I have an obligation to do my best to make it happen for you."

Ming Fuluo's tone became a little angry: "Do I look like the kind of bad woman who only makes demands but never gives in return?"

"From the perspective of giving." Anser pinched Ming Fuluo's cheek, "I think your request is too little."

Ming Furo seldom asked Anser for anything, but as a genius alchemist, the convenience and help she brought to Anser were countless.