The villain's way to tame the protagonist

In just a moment, Suslen changed her plan of taking Ivora away and continuing to walk the dog...well, cat in the manor. She removed the low-heeled round-toed shoes that were stepping on her sister's head, pulled the leash hard, and forcibly pulled Ivora up.

“Woo…wooooooooo!”

Who could have imagined that this woman with a blindfold and a gag, unable to utter a word and only able to make whimpering sounds, was the arrogant Crown Princess?

Now Susilun was stepping on Ivora's smooth and snowy back and pulling the leash hard backwards. It did seem a little difficult to control, but she was obviously enjoying it.

"I still have many ideas that have not been put into practice... I hope you don't mind that my current methods are too ordinary."

Although Susilen always reminded herself to remain in awe of Anser, the rope in her hand made it difficult for her to resist the desire to show off her spoils. The girl's face flushed with a sickly blush, and her pink lips uttered extremely pleasant but extremely vicious words:

"I will tame this female cat and will never let you down. I promise, Mr. Anser."

"She seems a little too happy, Mr. Anser." Marina's voice rang in Anser's heart, "If this encounter becomes a daily occurrence in the future, will it cause you trouble?"

The witch lady, who always stood behind Ansher like a shadow, saw through the ambition that was gradually expanding in Susilun's heart at a glance - although the ambition of "please Ansher by training her sister" was so low-level, it was the only thing Susilun could grasp now, and she loved this job very much.

Her Royal Highness the Little Princess noticed that Anther seemed to like seeing Ivora's miserable appearance. If nothing unexpected happened, she, who had originally intended to concentrate on training Ivora, would start to think of ways to show Anther the results of her work.

Marina will only make decisions of her own will when Ansel is hesitant about an important issue. Such trivial matters are naturally decided by Ansel, but from her own point of view... it would be a good thing if Ansel did not refuse.

After the Western Country made that declaration, Anther did not use force to directly wipe out the entire empire. He was just busy in the study and between the departments where his subordinates were, carefully and patiently making one plan after another, issuing one order after another, allowing the behemoth hidden under Hydra to slowly move and spread its tentacles to the entire empire.

Marina thought that Anser needed to rest. At least now, he had no reason to be anxious.

All the urgency comes from danger, and there is nothing in this world that can truly threaten Ansher - of course, strictly speaking there is still danger, but it is not much different from nothing.

From the perspective of the witch lady, what Anser needs to do now is to live a leisurely life and throw all the pressure to his contract leader: let Xitana become stronger at all costs, let Ming Fuluo study day and night, and let her handle all government affairs by herself. After all, this is the responsibility of the contract leaders.

——Although Shitana does nothing but exercise except eating, drinking and sleeping, and Ming Furo has not come out since she returned from the Western Country and plunged into the alchemy workshop. She also accompanies Ansel all the time to handle all the matters she can handle, but Marina feels that this is not enough, far from enough.

But it is always a luxury to let Ansher be a hands-off boss, so Marina hopes that there should at least be some colorful entertainment activities in Ansher's life.

If this dying lioness is still worth making Mr. Anser feel relaxed and happy, then letting this pair of ridiculous sisters perform a few more hilarious human tragedies would be the best use of their resources.

Marina's thoughts and ideas were so unreservedly presented in Ansel's mind that after the witch put on the ring and received Ansel's promise to step into the abyss together, her mind became clear as hell - you can say that she did not go crazy because of Ansel, but she was indeed completely crazy because of Ansel.

But, simple entertainment...

Anser's eyes were still wandering over Ivora's face with a blindfold and a gag. He suddenly chuckled and reached out to remove the blindfold.

Ivola's eyes were bloodshot due to his slit eye sockets, as if countless tiny tentacles were floating on his eyeballs. His eyeballs, which were slightly bulging due to madness and rage, were shaking uncontrollably. The extreme hatred surging in his eyes made them look deformed and terrifying, as if they had crawled out of the abyss.

What Hydra saw seemed not to be a pair of eyes, but two blood-colored spherical monsters that came to life - Ivora was now so angry and mad.

Anser had no doubt that if the ball gag that Susilen had stuffed into her mouth was a cheap one, it would have been bitten to pieces by now.

"You've done a good job of taking precautions."

Anser did not put the blindfold back on. Instead, he admired Ivora's almost distorted appearance and said with a smile, "Otherwise I can't imagine how ugly she would scream."

"After all, she is a female cat who has never been disciplined. She does not recognize her own status and your respect."

Ivora turned her head suddenly and started to growl again. Since Ansel was there, Susilen didn't dare to slap her in the face directly. She just pulled the rope hard again, kindly reminding her sister not to do anything stupid again.

"She-cat... well, that's the perfect description for Ivora."

Anser squatted down, pinched Ivora's chin, and forced her to face him and look into those terrifying eyes that were enough to scare people silly.

He could see in Ivora's eyes the unquenchable rage, the hatred deep in his bones, and... the inextricable confusion.

Our eldest princess obviously couldn't understand why Ansel would treat her like this.

Wasn't she good enough to Anser? If it weren't for her, Anser would have died at the hands of Efesand! How many times had she helped Anser over the years! How could Anser let this damned little bitch do whatever she wanted to her? How could he be so heartless!

"Cats are creatures..." Anser sighed softly, "They will take your kindness for granted. The closer you get to them, the less they like you."

"When you ignore it, it will stick to you. When you start to be nice to it, it will ignore you and even treat you as a slave it has conquered."

Marina smiled and said, "Does Mr. Anser hate cats' moodiness?"

"No, it's self-righteousness and...utter stupidity."

Anser patted Ivora's face gently: "And our Princess Royal perfectly meets these two requirements."

This female cat has always taken all demands and plunders for granted, and regards her so-called contributions as more precious than anything else - even though she has never completely given anything for others, it is clear that she only takes action when she is self-interested first.

She despised and trampled on everything from the bottom of her heart. She really treated Xitana as a dog, Ming Furo as a puppet, and Marina as a livestock... Not to mention the class, she did not even regard Ansher's pledge as the same species as her.

And how could she not know what Anser's attitude was towards those girls? She was not provoking Anser, she just felt that she was superior to them, that's all.

This remains true even after losing the qualifications to become a god.

——It sounds like a version of Sitana with her shortcomings magnified infinitely, but despite her recklessness and stupidity, Sitana still had moving principles and conscience as her bottom line, but the she-cat Ivora has nothing.

Effisand could be considered a wise ruler when he was young, or it could be said that most of the Feasting Flame emperors were pretty good in the early and middle stages of their reign. After all, the empire was the anchor that maintained their humanity, and the way to make this anchor more stable was to make the empire a place of peace and prosperity for the people.

But Her Highness Ivora showed her unparalleled talent as a tyrant before she ascended the throne. She supported the Tower of Babel in vigorously promoting weapons research and development, and planned to launch a war game that would sweep across both ends of the continent right after she ascended the throne. She had little interest in governing the empire, and just wanted to laugh and watch everything burn.

This woman is the real, out-and-out villain.

Because there was no "shining" point in Ivora's personality, Anser felt that there was no point in training her, but...

"Give me the rope." Ansel said suddenly.

Susilun was stunned for a moment, and then very obediently handed the leash to Anser with both hands. During this time, Ivora tried to resist and attack Susilun, but it turned out that... she was indeed weaker than Susilun now.

Ivora, who was pinned to the ground by her sister with one hand, was helpless and furious. Several meridians popped up on her temples, and the ball gag in her mouth kept shaking, making people worry that she would bite her own teeth off.

Anser held the rope in his hand and weighed it casually twice. He suddenly wanted to... change today's itinerary.

"Six hours... No, playing for too long is not good. Come meet me in the courtyard outside in four hours."

In fact, Anser hadn't slept for ten days.

The dust has settled on the Western Kingdom, but the dragon disaster is not over yet. Although there are no more terrifying fifth-level dragons arriving, there are still giant dragons wreaking havoc in the Western Kingdom every day.

Anser gave up the original "voluntary defense line of the extraordinary people" and directly forced the extraordinary people to garrison the Western Country. Ming Furo has been working overtime and is also researching a set of autonomous fire control systems that can fight against dragons with the greatest efficiency and can directly arm the city.

And these are just small things, although Anser hasn't made any big moves during this period... or rather, it is precisely because he has not made any big moves that it can be shown how heavy the various preparations he has done during this period are.

Anser needs to deal with the domination of the empire, the control of the extraordinary people, the North and some upcoming troubles, the affairs of the Holy Church, and... the issue of Marina's life span.

Although he no longer has to rush to solve problems one by one, Anser has become accustomed to this kind of high pressure and this kind of life, and it is not so easy to change.

But it’s not too late to start now.

The young Hydra gently pulled the rope. He did not do any rough actions such as trampling on Ivora - training is a delicate and complex, even elegant matter. Using rough means to trample on the dignity of the other party is undoubtedly the lowest of the low.

He looked into Ivola's eyes, those eyes that seemed to have become the manifestation and embodiment of rage, and a happy smile from the heart that had not appeared for some time slowly appeared on his face.

Marina was right, he really should change his mood.

The end of revenge is not emptiness, but incomparable satisfaction - he can't be unable to adapt to the happy life after defeating fate because of the infinite high pressure when fighting against fate, which would be too ridiculous.

Although doing so may seem like popping the champagne in advance, since the path has been chosen, why not do something... the evil party is supposed to do, which is to do the wanton and evil things.

For example, without any utilitarian purpose, purely to please oneself, he would train this female cat who wanted to bite off two pieces of meat from himself.

At this moment, the young Hydra temporarily put aside his long-term training plan for Ivora and decided to find some real relaxation and fun in his boring work.

Doing the pleasures that he should have done but almost never did for pure pleasure.

"Come on, dear Ivola."

The young Hydra said in a lighthearted tone: "I have thought of many, many... interesting games suitable for you."

He pulled the rope, but the big cat didn't want to follow him and even tried to stand up, whimpering in resistance.

"Rebellious cats are not popular, Ivora."

Anser shook his head and sighed, then reached out and tapped Ivora lightly on the head.

"You are a good female cat now, aren't you?"

The next moment, two fluffy light pink cat ears grew on Ivola's head, a piece of bone bulged out from his tail vertebrae, and a slender pink cat tail quickly grew out.

After standing there for a few seconds, Ivora began to tremble and slowly, slowly bent down on all fours, with his cute cat tail and ears drooping down unwillingly.

Su Silun was stunned. The way she forced Ivola to kneel down was pure violence - and she didn't use violence to make Ivola submit, but directly forced her to kneel down. Otherwise, it would be a fantasy to make this woman crawl on the ground like a cat or a dog.

But why did this crazy woman kneel down willingly when Ansher just tapped her head like he was teaching her a lesson?

Could it be that... Ivora was brainwashed directly into a cat?

Ivola didn't know and didn't care how shocked her sister was at the moment. She only knew and cared... When Anser hit her, she was infused with surging ether.

And all that ether, all... all concentrated on the cat ears and cat tail on top of her head.

It's like saying - if you want these ethers, then play the role of a female cat seriously.

If you want to become stronger, if you want to regain your former strength, if you want revenge... then wag your tail and meow flatteringly to me.

Ivora, with his fingers tightly clasped, slowly raised his head and looked into those sea-blue eyes.

That look of joy that seemed like a smile but was not a smile, directly imprinted these words in Ivora's heart.

You're going to...regret this, Anser.

I will make you pay a hundred times... no, ten thousand times more! I will make you crawl beside me like a dog, looking at your woman...

Anser, who had no idea what kind of vicious curse was surging in Ivora's heart, was happily leading her to the courtyard - even if he knew, Anser would not care.

After all, who cares about the anger of a cat, even if she is big and white... I mean, although she looks a little too big for a cat, to Anser, her paws are probably as soft as the pads of a normal cat.

Young Hydra now had only one thing on his mind.

——It seems to be really fun to be a bad guy without any disguise.

Chapter 4: Greedy Cats Are So Easy to Understand

Ansir Hydra is by no means a pure villain - this is the consensus of those around him.

Even Marina, who turned into the shadow of Hydra, believed from the bottom of her heart that Ansor wanted to become the sun that shines on all things.

Even Anser himself thought so, and fell into self-doubt in the West.

But after being pushed forward by Marina, who was determined to go to the abyss with him, Ansel suddenly realized... Although he never did evil out of pure malice, it did not prevent him from getting some pleasure from doing evil.

After all, he enjoyed the initial training of Xitana and Ming Furo very much. As for the second half of the training process...it's better not to mention it.

In short, even if the young Hydra has not yet found a perfect way to solve the question of fate's choice, it does not prevent him from starting to re-recognize himself step by step.

And all this starts with accepting some of the bad parts of your personality - like now.

"Jump higher, dear Miss Cat Vola."

Anser was holding a fishing rod in his hand...or rather, an enlarged version of a cat toy with a plush ball hanging on it, except that the end of the rod was not holding something furry, but a creepy black substance.

The abyss material, which is a mixture of multiple elements and transformed into a concrete form, is a dangerous thing that most people in this world want to avoid. However, to I... uh, to the current Miss Cat Vola, it is a treasure that cannot be missed.

Therefore, even if he had to crawl on all fours like a cat being toyed with by a cat teaser and jumping around with a ball gag on his head, Ivora had to take this ball of abyssal matter.

Among the girls around Ansel, the one with the most perfect figure is undoubtedly Sitana, whose body was reshaped by the Lord of Power. Even though she is a little too tall, her proportions are still impeccably beautiful, a kind of beauty that can make people feel awe like appreciating a work of art, and can also ignite a raging desire in people.

But the problem is that Miss Wolf’s figure has changed, but her face and temperament... haven’t changed much.

As we all know, whenever Sitana opens her mouth, everyone forgets that she is still a beautiful girl.

So even with the bonus of being the Lord of Strength, in terms of charm, Shitana is sometimes not as charming as Ming Furo lying in Ansel's arms and calling him daddy.

But Ivora... is different. She is a mature woman, absolutely mature both mentally and physically.

As narcissistic as she is, even the most insignificant part of her body has its proportions adjusted to the absolute beauty in aesthetics, and is not inferior to the reshaped Sitana - whether it is the full and slender legs without any excess, or the waist and hips with amazing proportions that make people's mouths dry, even the muscle lines all over the body, have achieved an absolute balance between strength and feminine beauty.

Therefore, even when she was dressed as a cat, Miss Maovola's body was not stiff at all. As the large cat toy in Anser's hand rose and fell, the ups and downs of her snow-white and tender body and the leaps of her plump breasts were extremely pleasing to the eye.

Anser had already tried a few tricks before, so now he was finishing it up with a simple little toy.

The young Hydra smiled as she watched the big white cat chasing bait on the lawn. She admired the beautiful sight of her beautiful body moving like a cat, while thinking about what to do with her later.

Although there is a sense of novelty when you do it on a whim, it is just a sense of novelty.

Miss Catvola is so different from other heroes - she is an extremely evil person with no morals at all, so there is no possibility of her "falling".

As long as you firmly touch her vital points, she will definitely choose to obey temporarily, and will not feel any distortion or pain because of the morality and persistence in her heart.

Everything about Cat Vola is based on strength, dignity, arrogance, all of which are based on the fact that she is destined to become the emperor who dominates everything.

So now... what she wants most is to regain her past power. As long as this can be achieved, the dignity built on strength will give way to it.

Of course, if Ansir pushed too hard, Miss Cat Vola would definitely not choose to meow and endure the humiliation. Her extremely morbid self-esteem, arrogance, greed and madness would make her prefer to die than be toyed with by Ansir.

...Or in other words, if she had fallen into the hands of someone else other than Anser, she would probably have been ready to die long ago.

Because of this, the training methods that Anser can use are quite limited.