The villain's way to tame the protagonist

Ansor, walking in this ruined city as Hydra, stared at Sitana's back and shook his head slightly.

"That's why I brought her here."

Ming Fuluo was stunned for a moment, looking thoughtful.

"To avoid running into her again as Faust... Seeing this sight, your stupid little dog will probably stay in this area for a while. That makes sense."

Anser smiled and said, "I am just doing my best as a referee and examiner. Xitana will urge Susilen and Diana to carry out the reconstruction work."

Ming Fuluo's eyes twitched. "Are you sure she will honestly supervise those two guys instead of snatching all the food stored by the wealthy merchants and adventurers and distributing it indiscriminately, or directly kidnapping doctors to treat the refugees?"

Perhaps because she herself had gone through a period of considerable paranoia, Miss Scholar still had a deep prejudice against Sitana.

Young Hydra shook his head and walked to a higher place in the city.

"Have you forgotten what she is thinking now? Xier knows that she is not good at doing these things, so no matter how urgent it is, she will not take the initiative to help those refugees."

Ming Fuluo recalled what Xitana said - you can continue to oppress them many times, but I will discover your problems once, which is enough.

She really didn't understand what was the correct way to change the situation of civilians, and she knew that acting recklessly would definitely lead to greater consequences. After growing up, her heart was always clear.

If you can't do it yourself, let someone who knows how to do it. If he doesn't do it well, let him pay the price.

It's crude and quite brutal, but to some extent, it does work.

This guy always finds a new way, a strange yet effective way.

Ming Fuluo was a little dazed thinking about this. Compared to Xitana who had already figured out the path, she herself was still not sure what to do next.

Xitana can still use other people's hands to realize her expectations, but Ming Fuluo can only trust Anser in how to use her talents to bring about changes, but she blindly relies on Anser...

Just as Ming Furo was lost in thought, Ansher had already arrived in front of a large tent.

Without him going any further, someone had already opened the tent, and a girl in a white dress and armor, as noble and heroic as an iris, walked out.

"Lord Hydra."

Susilen Feasting Flame bowed slightly to Anser and said, "I am very sorry that I could not greet you the first time."

"Don't be so particular about such a small matter." Anser smiled, "I just came to see your preparations. I will be going to Grand Duchess Diana soon."

"Yes, please come in and sit down first."

Anser nodded in agreement, and Ming Fuluo, who was sitting on his shoulder, came to her senses and said tactfully, "I'm going to go out and take a look, Anser. I won't go with you."

Her figure turned into iron-gray particles and disappeared without a trace, and after looking over his shoulder, Anser turned his gaze back to Su Silun, but the meaning of his expression had changed a little.

The little princess's breathing became a little heavier. She opened the curtain for Anser and lowered her eyes meekly: "Please come in, Master Hydra."

Su Silun was the only one in the big tent. When she lowered the curtain and walked into the tent, her purity and heroism instantly disappeared. She deftly took off her skirt armor, leaving only a white high-cut bodysuit and semi-transparent snow-white stockings.

Anser sat directly on the main seat in the tent, holding his chin and looking at Su Silun who was wearing a set of sexy clothes under the armor, and he just found it funny:

"Is this the image of me that you see me as, Susilen?"

"Of course not, Master."

The girl smiled sweetly and walked to Anser obediently, crouching on the ground like a cat, and her soft voice carried a bit of temptation that tickled her heartstrings: "You don't care, but I must always remember my identity and my humility."

"How can I be qualified to maintain false dignity in front of you?"

Su Silun, kneeling on the ground, maintained the extremely seductive posture, with only her round and plump buttocks, half wrapped in the high-slit tights, and her snow-white back clearly visible. The pitch-black mass of the nine-headed demon snake that almost filled her entire back added a lot of charm.

Anser, looking down at Susilun, felt somewhat emotional.

Although the fundamental reason why Susilun could become the emperor was the help of the mysterious force hidden in the endless maze, the fact that she could perfectly please Efesand and survive Ivora's targeting was enough to prove her extraordinary ability and...persistence.

Perhaps it has something to do with the fact that most of the descendants of the Flame Clan are mentally abnormal. They can achieve this and give people a feeling that comes from the heart. If it were someone else, they would have been fascinated by this poisonous iris.

It's a pity that trying to gain benefits from Ansher in this way has no meaning other than increasing one's own training progress.

"So you want to say."

Anser lifted Susilen's chin with his cane: "Is your nature so lewd and lowly?"

The little princess, who was famous in the imperial capital for her noble purity, beauty and elegance, actually licked the end of Anser's cane directly at this moment, while raising her eyes, and her soft and touching gaze climbed up along the cane like a silk thread.

She murmured in ecstasy: "In front of you, Su Silun is so lewd and lowly..."

Snapped.

Anser snapped his fingers lightly, and the tent suddenly became bright.

No, it wasn't that the tent became brighter, but that the tent suddenly... disappeared.

Su Silun, who was licking the cane and exuding charm just now, shuddered suddenly after seeing the guard standing by the tent. She kicked the ground twice and subconsciously covered her chest with her hands. The ten delicate toes wrapped in semi-transparent white silk stockings curled up together, her face was pale and her breathing was rapid.

“It’s just one-way transparency.”

Anser chuckled and used his cane to push away Susilen's hands that were protecting her chest, his sea-blue eyes exuding a strong sense of aggression.

"Why, Miss Susilen, who is by nature lascivious and vile, is not adapted to this little pleasure?"

——If it was Ivora, as long as Anser gave her the chance, she would definitely ride on it. Not to mention that Anser deliberately made the tent one-way transparent, if she got excited, she might even burn the tent directly.

Susilun is ruthless and determined, as well as resolute and crazy, but in every aspect, she is far less pure than Ivora.

In short, this little princess is not fit to be a king at all. She is not even qualified to be a cruel and incompetent ruler.

In the end, she was able to harness the power of Feasting Flame... Was that power due to Susilun's nature?

Anser withdrew his gaze from Susilun. He had no interest in this little princess at all. He didn't care about her struggle in desperation or her mind that was distorted by her ambitions.

He only cared about how much help this girl could bring to him during this trip to the West.

"The contents of the plan book...are quite realistic."

Flipping through the reconstruction policy prepared by Susilun, Anser raised his eyebrows slightly: "It seems that the Grand Duke of Donggang has given you support."

"... As expected, nothing can be hidden from your eyes."

Su Silun came back to her senses and was still kneeling, but she did not kneel down like she did before, shaking her hips slightly, and tempting Anser in various ways, either overtly or covertly. Instead, she knelt down honestly, and her voice was not so deliberate:

"The Duke of Deep Blue, on behalf of Donggang, is willing to provide me with full support. These plan books were sent to me by their people a long time ago."

Eastport is the most orderly place in the entire empire except for the rich South Territory. Even if the Hydra Territory in the South Territory is excluded, Eastport is even more orderly than the South Territory.

Deep blue, triumphant, dreamy... It appeared after the second emperor of the empire took office and has been passed down for more than 900 years to this day. It is a truly noble family.

Donggang controls the only route to the other side of the continent that avoids the dangerous waters of the Lost Sea. Coupled with the rich resources of the Lost Sea itself, the three dukes rarely come into conflict.

After all, all conflicts between people are fundamentally caused by the uneven distribution of resources. Whether it is the development of shipping routes or the exploration of the Lost Sea, let alone the tight resources... one duke alone cannot handle it. Therefore, in the past nine hundred years, they have established an extremely close relationship, and the order in Donggang is therefore more orderly than any other land in the empire.

Only the administrative department of Donggang could come up with a reconstruction plan that Anser considered reasonable in such a short period of time.

"All of this depends on your grace."

Su Silun looked up at Anser, and this time she did not show any coquettishness, but seemed to be completely sincere, with absolute humility and respect.

Anser told her that if he wanted her to sit in that position in the palace, he could let her sit there.

But Ansel said that he would not give her any direct help, which made Suslen feel uneasy and her time with Diana was very painful.

It was not until now that Susilen finally understood what Anser had to do to allow her to ascend the throne without giving her any direct help.

He used the matter of the Regent to push himself and Diana to the forefront. Compared to Diana, he had almost no foundation and trump cards, so he was the easiest person to control.

Putting aside the fact that the original intention of the Grand Dukes was to delay time tacitly and wait for news from Efesande and Ivora, the election of the Regent was not at all a test of the abilities of the two candidates.

Suslun had nothing. Diana, who was imprisoned in the imperial capital by Efesand, had nothing but some small money. In the eyes of other grand dukes, didn't she also have nothing? Except for the power of the fifth-level extraordinary person... Even this power was still a burden, making her unsuitable to be a good puppet.

And Su Silun, who had nothing, possessed enormous energy out of thin air.

"At present, the Donggang faction has expressed its full support for me. Grand Duke Mosu and Grand Duke Yuanshu have also contacted me one after another. I haven't received any news from Grand Duke Qingjin yet. He should still be waiting and watching."

Su Silun no longer tried to flatter others, and her calm narration had a more attractive charm in contrast with her current revealing outfit.

After Anser looked through the plan book provided by Donggang, he didn't say much. Generally speaking...if Su Silun can carry it out smoothly, it will actually be in line with his needs and interests.

It's just...

When Anser thought about a certain Miss Disaster turning this place upside down again, he shook his head helplessly and amusedly.

With just a slight push from fate, the already powerful Hitana can create a huge wave on this chessboard.

However, Anser never regarded Xitana as a burden. If it weren't for Xitana, he might have embarked on a dead end that was destined to destroy himself, so he would not stop Xitana from following the domineering will in her heart and doing what she wanted to do.

Just as Ansel had said to Marina, he didn't mind at all that Sitana caused him trouble, because it was mostly not a problem for him.

Susilun's side is destined to not go smoothly, but the good news is that the same is 100% true for Diana. Sitana will not show any mercy to anyone now, and will never say a word if she can take action. With her participation, this reconstruction operation, which is already very grand and "fully supported" by all the grand dukes of the empire, is bound to be extremely exciting.

"Then what you can get and how much you can get depends on your ability, Susilen."

Anser stood up and prepared to leave the tent, glancing down at Susilen who was still kneeling obediently.

"Don't pray for any extra help from me."

"Yes, Master."

Su Silun bowed her head deeply: "I won't cause you any more trouble."

Su Silun, who had not heard a response for a long time, slowly raised her head and let out a deep breath after confirming that Ansher had left.

The girl lowered her head, stared at her tight and flat belly, and subconsciously reached out to touch it.

"Why...is he not interested in me at all?"

Susilun murmured to herself in confusion and unwillingness. The girl had heard from Ivora many times about her and Anser's intimate interactions, so this kind of disregard was even more difficult for her to accept.

It’s not even a question of whether it can bring benefits to oneself, but rather an indescribable...obstacle.

In her mind, there emerged the scene where the tent suddenly became transparent and Ansel was extremely aggressive, as if he was going to strip her naked and press her to the ground in the next second. Her body trembled involuntarily.

Although Su Silun could call her master fluently, she never really thought of serving Anser as her master. But under Anser's careless neglect and pure contempt, her heart... had some indescribable complex emotions.

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Not long after leaving the tent, Ming Furo, who had been out for a walk, returned to Ansel.

"Your stupid little dog is going crazy now." She complained as soon as she came back. "There was a small group of refugees who were doing bad things. She broke their limbs and hung them alive on the city wall. They were more tyrannical than a tyrant."

"The person in charge there was so frightened that he immediately started distributing today's relief food... Her crude theory really worked."

Ming Fuluo whispered to herself, and then suddenly smiled.

"But this is all thanks to your arrangement, Anser."

"……Um?"

Anser tilted his head slightly: "What merit?"

"You always like to play dumb about this." Ming Fuluo gently pinched Ansher's cheek, "Why are you like a child? Are you not satisfied until someone praises you in person?"

"——In addition to preventing fate from interfering, the more important thing about letting Xitana stay here is...she can really help these homeless refugees, right?"

Ming Fuluo's eyes sparkled. "Whether it's Susilun or Diana, their reconstruction is mostly just a show, but Xitana has the ability to... force them to make it real. Millions of refugees may benefit from it."

The scholar, whose expression softened, leaned against Anser's cheek and gently rubbed it: "You really do take more things to heart."

Ansher did not answer, but just touched Ming Fuluo's head, which made the latter feel more at ease.

But after hearing what Ming Fuluo said, he didn't feel at ease at all.

He hadn't thought so much about this matter.

More refugees would be saved because of Xitana, Ansir Hydra never thought about it.

He was just calculating purely that it would be more appropriate to put Sitana there.

Chapter 60: Walking Alone Again

At night, Anser climbed up to the ruined city wall where large patches of blood were still visible.

Xitana was sitting cross-legged on the city wall, looking up at the sparse stars in the sky.

Miss Wolf hadn't taken care of her hair for a while, so her short hair, which originally just slightly exceeded her neck, was now scattered on her shoulders. Because she never paid attention to this aspect, her snow-white hair stood up frizzily, like the most distinctive strand of wolf hair on her neck. She also had quite long hair growing on both sides of her temples.

The whistling cold wind blew the white hair on her temples behind her ears. She was already in a period of rapid development, and the youthfulness that was unique to young girls had faded away a lot. Gazing at her profile at this moment, most people could only see the awe-inspiring and even trembling solemnity and majesty.

The glance from those dark red eyes is something that no ordinary person can bear.

However, only when he looks at someone, that cold gaze like a predator will immediately melt away.

"Anser!"

Feeling Anser approaching, Xitana immediately turned her head and waved at Anser, as if she didn't want him to worry. An unnatural smile appeared on her face: "You came to see me."