The villain's way to tame the protagonist

He turned to look at Anser. He had neither the bloodthirstiness to massacre civilians nor the cruelty to turn lives into firewood. There was only... the excitement of wanting to kill Ivora.

"What do you say, Master Hydra?"

*

"Save one more...save one more! Ming Fuluo! Go get her!"

Hitana, whose entire body was almost covered in blood flames and had not a single piece of good flesh on her body, roared at the top of her lungs and threw the petite and trembling figure in her arms high into the sky. Fine iron-gray particles immediately wrapped around the child, who looked no more than six or seven years old, and gently placed him on the huge flying object floating in the air.

"Xitana, are you okay? You should rest. There are no living people here."

"..."

Xitana, who had not an inch of intact skin, stood in the sea of ​​fire, silently gazing at the bloody purgatory. Finally, she looked up and nodded to Ming Furo, then ran wildly towards the edge of the sea of ​​fire.

An hour later, by the forest lake, Xitana took the clothes handed to her by Ming Fuluo and put them on. She touched her snow-white hair that had turned short again and muttered, "Will my hair become ugly?"

"...You were roasted by the flames of the feast for three or four hours straight, and this is all you could think about?"

"Ha, I'm used to it so I don't feel anything anymore." Hitana grinned and sat down by the lake, looking at the refugees they had rescued gathered in the distance.

Ming Fuluo sat down beside her and looked at her in confusion: "Why didn't your spiritual essence take effect? ​​Theoretically, shouldn't you be able to ignore the flame of feasting fire directly?"

"I do not know."

Xitana scratched her head in distress: "This fire is obviously much worse than the emperor's, but I can't be completely immune to it. Or is it that I was not immune to this fire in the first place, and Mr. Flamel's amulet helped me?"

"It's possible... After all, it's the power of an Old God. If you can be easily immune to it, then aren't you an Old God?"

"Hehe, if that's true, that would be great!" The girl waved her fists and laughed, "In that case, no matter what Anser wants to do, I can help him do it!"

Ming Fuluo was silent for a moment, and her voice became much softer: "At least, you have already done something remarkable now, at least better than me."

Xitana shuddered and looked at Ming Fuluo with a strange expression: "Don't be like this, Ming Fuluo, I, I'm getting goose bumps."

"..."

Ming Fuluo, who originally wanted to praise Xitana, chose to keep silent because of her risking her life to save people.

This stupid dog is really talented at making people angry. How on earth can Ansel and Marina tolerate her?

Although Ming Fuluo was a little angry, it was only a little bit.

After all...Xitana's performance can already be described as crazy.

She had no way of being completely immune to the Feast Flame, but she could still weaken its intensity to a certain extent, so that the blood flame would only burn her skin but not even her flesh.

Hitana can also forcibly amplify her self-healing ability and speed up the consumption of the blood flame's burning energy. This ensures that when she is saving people, the parts of herself that come into contact with others will not be burned by the blood flame, so as to avoid accidents to the people being rescued.

Although it may be annoying, there is indeed no hesitation or wavering in carrying out one's will.

If he could change those bad habits, he would really be a guy that people wouldn't hate.

"Hey... I don't know what's going on with Anser."

Xitana hugged her knees and sighed sadly: "I feel that he has seriously used the power of Hydra Projection, and he has also encountered a very powerful guy... It may be Ivora. He didn't look for us. What should we do?"

"Trust him." Ming Fuluo said calmly, "Trust Anser to take care of everything. This is what we can do."

"I know! But I just want to help him... I want to help him, and I want to save more people... It's so annoying! I'm still not strong enough!"

The girl stood up and punched the lake in frustration. The horrific impact caused huge waves in the calm lake.

"It's still... not strong enough." She put down her arms and murmured somewhat disappointedly.

Ming Fuluo was speechless: "If you still think you are not strong enough, then——"

Her words suddenly stopped, and Xitana's eyes instantly became cold and cruel. The two girls almost simultaneously turned their gazes towards where the refugees were.

There... someone is invading!

In just two breaths, Xitana and Ming Furo immediately appeared in the refugees' bewildered eyes. They looked vigilantly into the depths of the forest. After a few seconds, a dark, slender figure slowly walked out.

“Right here…?”

A cold, hoarse voice came from under the dark mask.

At this moment, Hitana's eyes shrank to the limit.

In front of her was a girl wearing a black dress and a black mask. The most eye-catching thing about her was her long black hair that seemed to swallow up all the light, and the strange wing-like cape that completely covered her left arm.

"Ms. Mingfuluo, Ms. Xitana."

Facing the two people who were in a daze and silence, the girl dressed in black lifted the hem of her skirt with her right hand and knelt in greeting.

"In accordance with Mr. Anser's wishes, I greet you two."

"I am Crow Nine."

She said softly:

"From Shadowmarsh."

Chapter 68: Fanatic

The black-haired girl who called herself Yajiu raised her head and calmly looked at the two completely frozen girls in front of her. She said in a very unnatural, hoarse voice that seemed to be forcibly distorted:

"According to Mr. Anser's instructions, I will be responsible for guiding the refugees to a safe shelter for the two of you."

"you……"

Ming Fuluo first glanced at the pale Xitana, and seeing that she was speechless, she could only ask for her: "Are you... Marina?"

"I am Crow No. 9, and I report directly to the leader of Shadow Marsh, His Excellency Crow." The black-haired girl did not answer Ming Fuluo's question, but reintroduced herself, "You two can call me Crow No. 9, or just No. 9."

Staring at the girl in front of her...who was so different from the gentle and kind white-haired girl in her impression, Ming Furo didn't know what to say for a moment.

Her opinion of Marina was somewhat complicated. She recognized the girl's loyalty to Ansher, but she was disgusted by the self-righteous evil deeds she committed.

After the incident in Castle of Strife ended, Marina suddenly left Ansor. Ming Furo asked Shitana about it, but Shitana was vague. Seeing her evasive attitude, Ming Furo guessed that she probably had not met Marina much.

The last time they met was after they came out of the administrative building where the garden was located. After that...Marina seemed to have disappeared, and Anser never mentioned her again.

I didn't expect that when we met again, she had become... like this.

It looked as if it was entangled in an ominous curse, emitting a dangerous inhuman aura.

"Third level..."

Ming Fuluo whispered, "During the time you disappeared, did you become a transcendent? How did you do it?"

"This is the secret of Shadow Marsh." Number Nine bowed his head slightly, "I'm sorry I can't tell you."

Both externally and internally, Marina seemed to have changed a lot.

Ming Fuluo still wanted to ask something, but before she could open her mouth, Xitana grabbed her wrist.

"You said you would take them to the shelter?"

Sitana, whose face was still a little pale, stared at No. 9 who seemed to be shrouded in darkness, and said word by word: "Are you sure you don't want to throw them into the fire again?"

Faced with such sharp and even somewhat harsh questioning, No. 9 remained very calm: "Mr. Anser ordered me to assist you two. If you need me to kill them, then I will do so."

"Ha." The corner of Xitana's mouth twitched. "Anser, Anser, Anser...it would be great if you really just listened to Anser."

Ming Fuluo was somewhat helpless and tried to dissuade Xitana from continuing, but No. 9 responded in the same tone:

"Every second you talk to me, a civilian may be buried in the sea of ​​fire. Are you sure you want to continue talking to me?"

"..."

Veins popped out on Xitana's temples, and even her breathing became heavier. She stared at No. 9 for about two or three seconds, then turned around and said to Ming Fuluo in a cold voice, "Let's go, Ming Fuluo, leave this to her."

"Once you have completed a batch of rescue operations, I will try my best to come to your side and take in the refugees."

Number Nine maintained a respectful manner from beginning to end. After saying this, she walked towards the gathering place of refugees who were rescued by Xitana and Ming Furo.

Xitana stared at her back for a while. After No. 9 walked a distance away, she lowered her voice and said to Ming Fuluo, "Ming Fuluo, do something to her."

"...Do you want to monitor her?"

"What else? Do you think I would trust them to a guy with a criminal record?"

Ming Fuluo frowned: "She wouldn't do this... at least there's no reason."

"Hmph." Xitana sneered, "Didn't she make up a reason for the civilians to kill each other in the Castle of Strife? If there is a first time, there will be a second time... And you talk too much, Ming Fuluo."

Before Ming Fuluo could get angry, the girl grinned and gently touched her shoulder with her fist: "When did you become so nagging? Don't waste time, cast a little spell on her, we should leave."

There was less than half a second of silence. Ming Fuluo sighed softly, and the iron-gray particles that could be mixed with the normal ether fluctuations and could not be detected at all floated silently into the black hair of No. 9. Ming Fuluo shrank in size, sat on Xitana's shoulder, and replied, "Okay, let's go."

"Oh! The next area should be... south, let's go!"

Hitana clenched her fists with full power, and her tall and slender figure suddenly burst out at a very fast speed, and the whole forest was like a hurricane roaring through.

Ming Fuluo, sitting on Xitana's shoulder, monitored No. 9 and heard every movement and sound clearly.

"I come here on behalf of the will of Mr. Anser, the contemporary Lord Hydra. The two ladies who just saved you are also followers of Mr. Hydra..."

When Ming Furo heard Marina come up and give the credit to Ansel first, the corner of her eye twitched. She didn't really care whether it was credit or not, but she felt that... Marina was a little too weird now.

"Shitana, Marina gave the credit for saving people to Anser."

“Huh?” Xitana was stunned while running wildly, and then asked in confusion, “So what? What belongs to Anser belongs to Anser… or it should have belonged to Anser in the first place.”

"…You two are indeed sisters."

Hearing this, Xitana's expression instantly turned cold: "I don't know her, don't talk nonsense."

After saying this, Miss Wolf seemed to feel that she was being too stubborn, so she could only attack Ming Fuluo to change the subject: "So Ming Fuluo, what's wrong with you? You used to have a deadpan face every day, but now you like to chat about family matters. It's so weird."

"Is it strange? I don't think it's strange."

However, Ming Fuluo did not show any displeasure this time. Instead, she said very calmly: "Because I have experienced the pain of misunderstanding and losing my loved ones, Xitana."

Thinking back to the harsh words she had said to her parents, the cold and even hateful attitude she had shown, thinking of the wrongful resentment she had held for more than ten years... Ming Furo's eyes became a little dim.

"If I'm not uneasy," she said softly, "I might never be able to face them again in my life."

"And Anser cares about you, so I don't want you to make the same mistake as I did."

"I didn't make any mistakes!" Xitana couldn't help but retort loudly, "She made the mistake! She——"

“Don’t rush to make your point.”

Ming Fuluo interrupted Xitana and said, "My thoughts at that time were no different from yours now, so I was wrong... Even if it's just a little bit, try to think about whether your sister has any difficulties."

This time, it was Hitana who remained silent.

Ming Fuluo patted her shoulder and said in a calm voice:

"If you want to say that I have changed, it is true. The longer I accompany Anser, the further I am from the Ming Fuluo I used to be."

Ming Fuluo did not deny her changes, and she even seemed a little happy when she said this.

After a brief silence, Hitana's whispers were heard amid the whistling wind.

"Yes, I'm getting better, and you're getting better...We're both getting better together with Anser."

"But why, why was she so good before, but now... so bad."

*

"Lord Raven, all refugees have been placed in the target temporary shelter."

Number Nine stood on the roof of the shelter, staring at the blood-red sky in the distance, and whispered to himself.

[Very good, in five minutes, Cricket will take over. You continue to follow up with Ms. Xitana and Ms. Ming Fuluo. The task is still to guide the refugees they rescued to the nearest shelter... Here are their coordinates]

Crow's voice rang out in Number Nine's mind.

"receive."

Number Nine responded calmly, landing from the roof of the shelter as lightly as a feather. She looked at the blood-red color that almost completely covered the horizon, and prepared to head towards the target point.

But just as she took a step, a timid, childish voice came from behind her.

"Well, sister..."

Number Nine turned around and saw a ragged little girl standing in front of the shelter door, with her parents not far behind her.

"Thank...thank you for saving us, along with those two sisters."

The young child has not yet realized the gap between extraordinary people and ordinary people. In her eyes, the person who saved her was not an extraordinary person who was high above and untouchable, but just an amazing big sister.

So her parents shrank aside, wanting to call her back but afraid of angering Number Nine, while she, although a little scared, still stood here bravely.