The villain's way to tame the protagonist

Hitana did not feel the despair that Feng Zhe talked about.

This so-called "neurotoxin" only paralyzed her.

All she felt now was... unprecedented anger, an anger that even made her forget how bad her current situation was.

"The dodo... the bee sting... and the guy behind you..."

The female wolf struggled to squeeze out an almost out-of-tune voice from her throat.

The dark red pupils were slightly twisted with rage: "Just... wait!"

*

Outside the manor, Mound Bird and Bee Sting, who had successfully escaped through the Snow Eagle's short-distance transmission, breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, nothing happened." The dodo breathed a sigh of relief. "I thought the Gray Tower would put a new golem from the Magic Academy in it. I heard that the monster genius from the Babel Tower has developed an etheric internal circulation golem that can't even be stopped by etheric shielding. If that thing is there... we'll be in big trouble."

Feng Zhe also nodded: "It is indeed much simpler than we expected. If it were just this, there would be no need to arrange for us to come."

"Haha, do you still think it's a waste of manpower? The Wendigo is still squatting in a remote village and eating black bread every day. Let's stop complaining."

Snow Eagle stood up, dismantled his sniper rifle, took out his signal gun, and fired directly into the opened short-range portal.

The next second, a bright and dazzling flare flew out from inside the manor. He stretched himself and said to his companions amid the guards' angry roars, "Let's go. With the Red Ice Python's heart and crystal core, we finally have enough raw materials. It's complete."

"Yes."

In this dark night without wind or snow, the fourth person's voice was heard.

"Thank you for your efforts, Revolutionary Army."

The brilliant golden hair that seemed to illuminate the night and the all-embracing sea-blue eyes were so out of tune with the silent night.

"Not for me."

Hydra looked at himself in the eyes of the three people who were gradually filled with fear, and announced happily:

"There are still a few insignificant steps away from perfection..."

"First, your illegal income——"

The solemn and cold snake-headed cane turned into a sharp blade that could tear everything apart.

The monster holding the steel snake smiled and whispered in the dark night:

"I'll keep it for you."

When I wrote the first thank you note for the book, my friend advised me to write something sensational to attract first-time orders, but I just couldn’t write that. I sat in front of the computer for a long time but couldn’t utter a few words. So I decided to simply talk about the original intention and plan of writing this book.

First of all, I am indeed a pure new author. I just haven't read many novels on Hedgehog Cat, so my account has no level. I have been on Qidian before, and originally planned to start a new site, but my friend told me that I might as well try my luck in the Novice Village first, so I came.

My original intention was that after reading novels for many years, I became more and more disgusted with the male protagonists who kept circling around women like dogs, acting like they would die if they didn't have that relationship. When they left the woman, they immediately turned into idiots, and they were also idiots when they were around women. Although not all books are like this, there are more and more such books, and I can't stand it.

Inspired by the VB series of games, good kids don't search. Those who know this game can rest assured that Mo Mo loves warriors and will never do the heavy-mouthed gameplay in the game.

As for the direction of this book... Although the selling point is the training of the heroines, I have a concept, that is, in a male harem novel, the male protagonist is the most important one. As the protagonist with all kinds of beauties, he must have the qualities of being "worthy of these harems", and on this basis, I prefer to highlight this quality in character and thought, rather than just in strength.

At the same time, I think if a novel wants to motivate people to continue reading, it must have a thrilling plot and full, multi-faceted, three-dimensional characters. I don't think I'm particularly good at the former, so I'll focus on the latter.

In recent years, I have found that most novels have given up on describing the "arc" of the characters. No matter whether it is the protagonist or the supporting role, fewer and fewer novels depict the "changes" of the characters. So it is becoming increasingly difficult for me to follow a book seriously, and I often give up after following it for a while.

So I thought, why don’t I write it myself? And then this book came about.

So if you ask me, if this book has any selling points other than the popular training plot, Anser's transformation of the empire, his struggle with fate, and this "change" are probably the few things I can show off - in fact, I never thought that this kind of essential element in novels and comics could become a selling point (scratching my head).

At the same time, I also hope that in addition to appreciating the process of the heroines being trained, everyone can pay more attention to the mental journey of the protagonist Ansel. He is definitely not a static character. Most of his current external performances are basically superficial. His deep character and essence will gradually manifest and change in the process of training the heroines... Well, does this mean that the trainer will eventually be trained?

The in-depth description of Anser will be greatly expanded along with the training of the second heroine after returning to the imperial capital, which is when the training of Shitana in the first volume is almost over.

As for the number of heroines, to be honest, I have no idea myself, but I don't want to write more than six, five is best. Of course, this is what I consider to be the "real heroines". There may be a few who are more supporting roles but occasionally have emotional lines or interactions?

But after all, this is also my first book. Although I have the guidance of experienced friends, there are bound to be omissions. The only guy who criticized me in the book review section was deleted by me because my friend said that such illogical criticism is useless except for helping me reduce the number of readers, but I still feel quite sorry about it... In short, if there is anything wrong, I welcome everyone's rational criticism and discussion. If there is anything wrong, I will correct it. If there is nothing wrong, I will encourage you.

As for the bounty, my friend said that if I were confident, I could just offer 100 monthly tickets per update, 100 blades per update, or 5K rewards per update, and there would be no upper limit (he told me not to set the reward too low, otherwise I would just wait for death if someone dropped a treasure chest on me, but I thought why would I expect a treasure chest with such a limited collection base, so I decided to stick with 5K). I'm pretty confident in my hand speed, and now I've been staying at home with nothing to do, so I'll just offer an unlimited bounty based on this amount, for... maybe two weeks.

My current plan is to write 2 words before the new version is put online, and I will make a strong sprint. After the new version is put online, I won't have to consider word count recommendations or anything like that. The number of words in subsequent daily updates should also increase to around 6K-8K, right?

Finally, I would like to thank all the readers for their recognition and support. I am Mo Shui, an ordinary online novel reader and a young online novel author. I am currently working hard to complete this book successfully. Once again, please give me your guidance!

Chapter 4: Hidden and Gentle Teachings (Part 2) (K/W)

It is not an easy task to let Shetana and the Revolutionary Army meet and successfully create a conflict between the two sides.

Even though Anser knows both parties' personalities and thinking patterns very well, in reality, the thoughts and emotions generated by the two are definitely not the script that Anser wrote on paper. It is impossible for the plot to develop the way he wants it to.

Even for him, it was impossible to figure out the entire process of the conflict between the two parties.

That's why Ansher is always ready to correct the direction. As for how to turn the relationship between the two into "hostility", it is undoubtedly a piece of cake for Xavier.

However, in the end, as expected, Anser had the perfect ending he wanted. It had nothing to do with anything else. It was purely because of that luck that would eventually favor those who were well prepared. It was just luck that made it seem so uneventful.

However, the strangely "empty" defenses inside the Red Frost Manor are another matter, and have nothing to do with what Anser is going to do now.

In the manor where the sharp alarm was echoing, Hydra, leaning on his walking stick, walked through the open doors and walked calmly and leisurely into the treasure house that had been looted two-thirds of the time.

What about Sitana at this moment? The poison from the bee sting caused her intense pain, and her body spasmed involuntarily. She was completely unable to regain control of her limbs and could only lie on the ground, curled up pitifully.

When she heard the footsteps approaching from afar, she was extremely panicked, but the more she listened to the footsteps and the crisp sound of something hitting the ground, the more she felt something was wrong.

Until she saw the pitch-black cane that she had seen countless times.

"That's really ugly, Sitana."

A teasing sigh sounded in the girl's ears.

"Hyder...La."

The extremely frustrated Miss Wolf squeezed out the words from between her teeth with great difficulty: "Why... are you here?"

"That's a good question. Why am I here?"

Ansher squatted down and gently stroked Shitana's cheek, then slowly moved his palm down and touched her neck.

"Hmm... you're really merciless. What did you do to make them so angry?"

Anser raised his eyebrows slightly at Xitana's physical condition: "If you weren't strong, you would have been a useless person for the rest of your life."

You see, this is something that Anser couldn't have predicted - he was well aware of Xitana's ability to attract hatred, but he didn't expect that in just a few minutes, his good girl could attract such a high level of hatred.

"..." Shitana gritted her teeth, unable to speak and not wanting to speak.

He had just been released from prison and now he was in trouble again. How could she have the nerve to say anything nonsense to Ansher?

"Oh, the guards are coming." The hurried footsteps, completely different from Anser's leisurely stroll just now, came from outside. Anser, stroking Xitana's collar, chuckled and said, "Xitana, you are in trouble."

He said this, seemingly not caring about his own situation at all. The blond boy smiled gently and pinched Sitana's cheek, looking into her dark red eyes:

"You've always wanted to ruin my reputation. This is a good opportunity. Hydra's closest subordinate sneaked into the Red Frost Manor late at night and stole the Red Frost family's treasure house. Isn't this a very suitable topic to attack me?"

Xitana's body twitched, her lips and teeth opened and closed, her voice trembling and weak: "I didn't mean... that."

She just wanted to expose this guy's hypocrisy, not to use such a slanderous form to ruin Hydra's reputation!

"So, what you mean is—"

Anser's smile grew brighter. "You need my help, don't you?"

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Shitana could even hear the angry shouts outside.

"Tick tock tick tock."

Anser squatted down and looked at Xitana with his chin in his hand, imitating the sound of a clock: "Time is running out, Miss Xitana, you know what to say, right?"

What will happen if I get caught? Will they be angry because I think Hydra is bad? Will Lina be angry? Do I have the right to force a court trial? Hydra...what will Hydra do then?

Does he look down on me now?

Xitana didn't feel that she was wronged. Apart from her hatred for those two bastards, she also knew that she had brought this trouble upon herself. She wanted to face it, but she didn't know how to deal with it.

The shame of a failed theft, the resentment of being stabbed in the back, the panic of not wanting to be caught, and at this juncture, having to ask for help from the person he hated the most for the umpteenth time -

The complex, sour, numb feeling, as if something was burning her frenzied emotions, made Hitana, who already seemed extremely weak physically, even more delicate and fragile.

"Hydra... help me."

Miss Wolf Cub, whose mind was a little confused, murmured helplessly: "I'm sorry, I seem to have gotten into trouble again."

again and again.

No matter how much Xitana hated Anser, she could not ignore her own repeated recklessness, rudeness, and troubles - she was no longer the arrogant genius she was at the age of twelve, because she had tasted the bitter fruit of that arrogance.

Of course, there are more important reasons.

That is, Ansel will always forgive her in the end.

When she thought of this, Shitana's body couldn't help but curl up even more. The pain brought by the neurotoxin and the impact of the surging emotions made her not know what to do or say.

The girl, who was ashamed of her own stupidity, looked at Ansher with red eyes, and reached out her hand as if possessed... and gently tugged at the hem of Ansher's clothes.

"..."

The happy smile on Evil Hydra's face froze for a moment. He stared at the guilt and fragility in those dark red eyes and was silent for a second or two.

"Okay." He chuckled and put his cane on his waist, then stretched out his hands to pick up Xitana by the waist. "As long as you are willing to keep asking me in this way and with this attitude, I will always respond to your call, Xitana."

At this time, the guards had already rushed into the treasury, but they... were strangely frozen there, like a frozen silhouette on a curtain, a silent sculpture in the garden.

Now, Hitana seemed to have realized that she had been too delicate just now and didn't want to be held by Anther like this. The pain from the poison made her curl up even harder in Anther's arms.

She was helpless and could only think of ways to divert her attention and get herself out of that ridiculous mood. She coughed and asked in a hoarse voice, "What... is going on?"

"Haven't you always been curious about Xavier's abilities?"

Anser leisurely strolled among the guards with frozen expressions: "As you can see, this is his power."

"……time?"

Xitana frowned: "That assassin...with him..."

"It has nothing to do with him." Anser smiled faintly, "The time control achieved by relying on the spell is completely different from the power controlled by Xavier - do you know how my father called him?"

Young Hydra seemed very happy, the kind of pure happiness without any extraneous color, and thus became talkative.

"【Time Ghost】"

Anser did not hesitate to praise the old butler: "The time magic mastered by the assassin of the Time Society is nothing but a child's trick in front of Savile."

Only then did Hitana understand why Xavier was so elusive and why she was completely unable to detect him.

Time manipulator... This guy who sounds incredibly powerful is actually just Hydra's butler?

Anser seemed to see what Xitana was thinking and smiled meaningfully: "You will be stronger than him, Xitana."

The girl in Anser's arms shrank back, her eyes drifting away: "You are... quite confident about me."

——There was such joy in his tone that even a fool could hear it.

The young nobleman walked in the corridor holding the cute short-haired girl in his arms as if he had returned to his own manor. The guards with different expressions, some solemn, some angry, and some puzzled, became sculptures and decorations, finally relaxing Shitana's nervous heart.

After she calmed down a bit, she finally began to feel something was wrong - why did she walk for so long? Why did she seem to be walking deeper into the manor?

"Hai, Hydra."

Xitana asked quietly, "Why haven't you gone out yet?"

"Hmm?" Anser raised his eyebrows slightly, "Who told you we were going out?"

"..."

Staring at the bewildered girl in his arms, dark emotions slowly surged in Anser's heart.

He carried Xitana through the corridor, came to the door of a guest room, and pushed it open and walked in.

"Well, it's clean and tidy, no one has used it."

Ansher nodded with satisfaction and threw Xitana, whose body was still twitching, onto the bed.

"Hydra...you, what are you going to do!"

Xitana's eyes gradually became filled with shock and anger, because the guy who threw her on the bed was... taking off his clothes!

"Dear Miss Sitana, you seem to have made a mistake."

Anser took off his wolf cloak and slowly unbuttoned the buttons on the lining of his vest.