The villain's way to tame the protagonist

"So he caused the Regent incident, and he created this opportunity... to let Edward and his three idiots test him. Hydra had already figured out Edward's bottom line, and knew that Edward thought he would not dare to kill him, so he used the most cruel, brutal, and violent attitude and means right from the start... subverting Edward's perception of him, and subverting... our perception of him."

Duke Qingjin, who was murmuring like this, became more and more excited.

"Let us think... that he possesses a power that is not comparable to that of the Old Deus, but is equally as powerful as that of the Old Deus."

"Yes... If he really had that kind of power, there would be no need to say so much, he would have been killed long ago--"

Thinking of this, Duke Qingjin’s train of thought was interrupted again.

"No... but Anser Hydra is that kind of person."

The man held his forehead and muttered to himself, "He is indeed the kind of person who will slowly explain the motives of his actions to others and condescendingly sort out the whole story. This is not fake."

——But what if this is false?

This thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

Under normal circumstances, Grand Duke Qing Jin would never think like this, because who can create a false personality from the age of seven or eight, nine or ten? It is simply impossible and unfounded. But now he has to consider all possibilities, and there is a little "rationality" in Grand Duke Qing Jin's mind to think about this possibility.

"If this is false..."

When he thought of this possibility, Duke Qingjin began to tremble all over.

"As the heir to the power of the gods, you have already made such a long preparation and laid the groundwork for a certain moment in the future since your childhood?"

After that meeting, those who were ready to make a move against Hydra would definitely restrain their thoughts completely. Hydra would go through a very long period of stability, and he could use this time to do so many things.

Everyone thought that Hydra had a terrifying trump card and was not afraid of anyone. Even though he clearly had this ability but did not kill anyone directly, no one thought it was wrong!

Creating an extremely perfect image in the eyes of others, just to play a role in the unpredictable future?

Strategy is to make up for the lack of violence... Now thinking back on this sentence, it is simply Hydra's mockery of those idiots.

They thought Hydra possessed enough violence and did not need any strategy, but in fact... he was the one who really used strategy!

"Anther Hydra."

Duke Qingjin leaned back in his chair and took a deep breath weakly.

"What kind of monster are you?"

Chapter 8: The Web Weaver and the Confused One (K)

Anser and Ming Furo sat in the magnificent garden. Even when the master was not around, the garden was always taken care of by loyal Hydra servants, but without Anelsa, the flowers, no matter how fresh and beautiful they were, lost their vitality.

"It's been a day, are you still feeling bad?"

Anser pushed a cup of sweet fruit tea in front of Ming Furo and stared at the scholar who was supporting her forehead with one hand and seemed a little tired.

“…It’s nothing serious.”

The petite woman picked up the teacup and gulped down the drink, her gesture somewhat like the boldness of Xitana when she opened her throat to drink. Ming Fuluo, no longer a mortal, had no real physical needs, and this reaction showed her deep exhaustion in the soul.

"When the Deus Ex Machina appeared, at least twenty level five transcendents responded immediately."

The sweet taste in her throat made Ming Fuluo breathe a sigh of relief, but her brows were still heavy. "Although they don't have the courage to do it, they are trying to spy on the Deus Ex Machina in various ways. It's difficult to deal with it without squeezing your power and keeping your strength to put pressure on the Grand Dukes."

The prerequisite for the mechanical deity to support its unparalleled power is that Ansher sits in the "driver's seat", which means he has the most powerful power source, Hydra. It is not easy for Ming Furo to achieve this level of deterrence when man and machine are separated.

"Didn't I tell you before that a little mistake is harmless?"

Anser reached out and pressed the back of Ming Fuluo's hand, and said softly: "That is also within my plan."

"Who do you think I am?" Ming Fuluo snorted, "Since you need perfection, then I can achieve perfection. You don't need to start any other plan."

As she said this, she pulled her hand out from under Anser's hand and placed it on his hand instead.

The woman's delicate and soft fingertips gently rubbed the back of Anser's hand, but she had no romantic thoughts. She stared at the young man's palm, which was not very large, and suddenly whispered:

"Thank you for your hard work, Anser."

"Hmm?" Anser was a little surprised, "Am I the one who is working hard?"

"Are you trying to say that my mere effort is more important than your game with fate?"

Ming Fuluo lowered her head and pinched Ansher's fingers. It seemed like she was using some force, but in fact it was just like a kitten biting gently.

Anser looked at her slightly depressed appearance and blinked slightly.

"In this regard... you are far behind Xier, Luo."

"Um?!"

The woman's subtle competitive spirit was instantly activated. Ming Fuluo immediately looked up at Anser, her eyes slightly narrowed: "What do you mean."

Seeing her sudden reaction, the young Hydra couldn't help but curl his lips: "Xi'er never underestimates her ability to help me. She always believes that she can provide me with strength and never loses her mind or hesitates."

"But you always like to deny your own efforts, which is not good."

He reached out and poked Ming Fuluo's forehead, and said with a smile: "Are you so unconfident?"

"You said I'm not confident?" Ming Fuluo said coldly with a hint of anger, "Do you want to recall what I just told you?"

"Oh~" Anser suddenly realized, "That's not being candid."

"You! I'm not—"

Ming Fuluo was speechless for a moment after being hit in the heart, and her cheeks gradually turned red. As we all know, people who are not frank hate to be exposed for being frank.

However, before the scholar could react, Anser touched her cheek with a smile: "It's just a joke, don't be angry, Luo."

He stared into those gorgeous purple eyes and said in a gentle voice: "Don't care about the past. If you really care about it, both you and I are wrong, aren't we?"

Ming Fuluo never declared her power to Anser as lively and confidently as Xitana, of course not because... well, it wasn't just because she wasn't frank. Three years ago, fate gave her a gentle push that caused her to break up with Anser, and after reconciling with Anser and slowly reviewing the past, and having a deep enough understanding of the pressure and burden Anser was under... Ming Fuluo often felt guilty towards Anser.

The breakup three years ago could be said to be Anser's fault, or it could be said that she failed to take good care of Anser's feelings. Ming Furo had thought more than once that if she could be more considerate of Anser, care more about Anser, instead of focusing on reform, even fate should not be able to shake her position in Anser's heart.

And as long as Anser was willing to tell her everything during that rainstorm, those three years... would be enough for them to transform the empire into a different place, and Anser would not have to bear the enormous pressure that she could not imagine.

The trip to the West further magnified Ming Fuluo's sense of guilt.

She knew that Ansel had left for the West shortly after breaking up with her, and during the years when he was transformed into Faust, Ansel did not look for the Qi Shou, which made her wonder... What kind of purpose did Ansel have in mind that made him choose to wander in the West after losing his only friend?

Ming Fuluo didn't know the answer and didn't go looking for it because she was scared.

She was afraid of herself...it was what made Anser the Hydra she was today.

Hitana was ignorant and straightforward. Through the memories shown by Ansher, she realized the cruelty and coldness of fate, but she had never thought deeply about the danger and terror of that power.

But the sharp-sighted Ming Furo thought alone in the dark for three whole years. After getting the answer from Ansher, she had an extremely deep understanding of the great terror that surpassed everything.

And therefore... I felt even more guilty for letting Anser face Him alone.

The fight against fate was too difficult, which made Ming Fuluo always think that she was not doing anything great. Anser, who could fight against fate, was much stronger than herself.

And Ansel saw this, so he smiled and told her not to worry about the past.

Although this is unlikely for the thoughtful Ming Fuluo, he always has time to make up for the past.

Ming Fuluo looked at Ansher quietly for a long time, then sighed, slowly leaned on the table, and gently rubbed the hand that she was supporting.

"Don't use your cleverness to tease women. It's annoying."

"Is it annoying?"

“…Not too annoying.”

After a brief moment of tenderness, Ming Fuluo, who had regained her spirits, stood up and asked Anser, "Is he really coming?"

Thinking back to what Ansel had said to her before returning to the imperial capital, Ming Furo still found it a little unbelievable.

It’s not that she doesn’t believe in Anser’s ability, but the ideas Anser gave her were too... unbelievable.

"Fate will tell him."

The young Hydra smiled and said, "He will not allow me to have the opportunity to breathe and grow."

Anser certainly knew that fate would lead some of the archdukes to the truth of that meeting.

Just as Grand Duke Qingjin had thought, Anser used the image he had built over the past sixteen years to perfectly control his performance by holding a trump card and being absolutely confident, but even if he did not suddenly kill people, he did not appear to be backing down.

He just wanted to do this, and he also knew that fate would not let him succeed easily.

It’s been less than a year since the fall of Hitana and Minfroy. Even if Anther doesn’t know much about the two subsequent heroes, how long can they last under Anther, whose power is growing and they no longer need to hide?

Even without mentioning the remaining two heroes, as long as Shitana is given time to grow, when she reaches the fifth level and achieves the crown, she will not need the Deus Ex Machina, Hydra's other heads, or even Ansor's own power.

His chariots can sweep across the continent and crush all enemies.

The future beast king could fight the emperor at level 5 and escape unscathed. And that emperor was not the old and suppressed Efesand, but the new king Suslen in his prime. Suslen would not hold back like Efesand in order to get the chance to advance to level 7 from Anser. He escaped from her hands at level 5, so the power of the Sky Wolf Emperor was self-evident.

Anser himself couldn't be sure how strong Shitana would be after reaching the fifth level with the blessing of the two powers of the contract.

This is the worst and most unacceptable situation for Destiny, so He will not allow Ansher to succeed easily.

And what Ansel wanted was that He would not accept it.

"Among the ten grand dukes present, the Western Kingdom can exclude Tianrang and Xuechen, two people with abnormal brains."

Ansel snapped his fingers lightly, and the chessboard that Ming Fuluo had seen appeared on the table again. The black king was still accompanied by only a lonely queen, and the chariot was rampaging in the opponent's territory, killing everyone.

"In the South Territory, Mosu and Yuanshu will not have any ill will towards me - not because they don't want to get rid of me, but because if something happens, they will be the first to suffer."

The young Hydra held his chin and smiled as he removed four white chariots.

"They would have doubts about whether they could work together to kill me, but they would never doubt that I could replace at least one or two people before I died, especially after that meeting."

"Our Lady Diana is obsessed with competing with her niece for the throne, and she has no ability herself."

Remove another white chariot, and there will only be five chariots left on the chessboard.

"Western country, lapis lazuli, dragon language."

"Donggang, deep blue, triumphant, dreamy."

Anser leaned back slightly and said lightly, "Fate will find the rationality of my plan from them, and then make them less convinced that I am really fearless."

"You left a loophole for this." Ming Fuluo, who already knew Ansel's thoughts, whispered, "When you contacted Diana, you deliberately did not hide your whereabouts."

"He can certainly give people a 'flash of inspiration' and help them discover the truth through vague assumptions."

But who it is, is up to me to decide.

A destiny that follows rationality will not fabricate an idea out of thin air. There must be an existing opportunity before He will pull the silk thread and allow the puppets to discover the truth that they could not perceive.

If there is no opportunity, then fate will slowly wait, or "reasonably" create an opportunity, and that is no longer under Ansel's control.

As for whether fate would avoid the opportunity that Ansher deliberately created to plot against Ansher... I can only say that if fate would do so, Ansher would have been defeated miserably, completely defeated, and completely played in the palm of his hand without knowing it.

"Among these five people..."

He placed his hand on a white chess piece that was emitting a brilliant cyan-gold light, and smiled:

"There is one person who will not let go of this opportunity."

"A pure businessman, a pure... speculator."

Anser had told Ming Furo almost the same thing before he came, but not as detailed as he did now. That's why Ming Furo felt that she was just contributing her efforts, and was nothing compared to Anser's confrontation and game with fate.

"If the Grand Duke of Lapis Lazuli comes to you as you expected..."

Ming Fuluo couldn't help but ask, "Will fate choose not to let him discover the truth?"

Anser laughed heartily when he heard this question: "A Luo, He is destiny, a great existence that transcends everything."

"Grand Duke Qing Jin is a speculator. Being a speculator means that he may either side with me or stand against me... If it were me, I would certainly not allow such uncertainty to exist, but He is fate."

The young Hydra placed his hand on the king chess piece, but instead of staring at the chessboard, he stared at... the non-existent chess player.

The stereotype follows rationality. There are countless opportunities and countless ways to easily erase Anser's fate. He has never chosen to end the world in even the slightest unreasonable way.

In countless games with Ansher, as long as there is a possibility that can crush Ansher's plan, fate never cares whether there is another possibility that Ansher will benefit.

He would not try to control the two possible probabilities, but would just watch the development of events indifferently, and would accept it regardless of victory or defeat. Even if the next move would lead to the same situation, He would not hesitate to repeat it.

To some extent, it is truly a dignified and admirable act of kingly conduct.

Therefore, facing this kingly way, the best way for Anser to win is to follow a purer evil path.

Anser waved his hand to disperse the chessboard and smiled nonchalantly: "He is not like me, who needs to use any means necessary."

"You don't have to risk everything, Anser."

Ming Fuluo held Anser's hand and said firmly, "You promised me."

Since it is impossible to stand at Anther's level and compete with fate, then it becomes Anther's means.