The villain's way to tame the protagonist

"No, you do."

Xin's expression became more serious: "Your sin of rage will make you unable to control yourself..."

"You're the one who's furious!" Hitana's expression immediately changed from frowning to her signature fierce look, "How could I be so small..."

Being stared at by Xin with an expression that said "I knew it", Sitana's voice gradually became quieter.

A subtle silence enveloped the two of them. After a few seconds, Xitana looked away guiltily and coughed twice: "I, I didn't ask you to stop talking, just don't touch these things."

"Okay, I understand." Xin nodded slightly, but a strong sense of doubt arose in his heart.

Miss Wild Wolf...isn't this a good way to control the rage in your heart?

But why can't the sin that entangles her be eliminated?

In her eyes, Marina's virtual image was a flock of pitch-black crows covering the sky, while Sita's virtual image... was a ferocious wolf burning with violent red and black flames.

The ferocious fire on the wolf's body burned fiercely, and just watching the flames from afar gave people an almost unforgettable feeling of horrible burning pain.

This wolf...what exactly does it want to burn?

Xin couldn't come up with an answer, just like she couldn't figure out what Sitana was doing now.

"They are all junk materials and weird tools. This guy must be a poor guy!"

Not wanting to miss any clues, Sitana wandered around the attic, twitching her nose hard to sniff the air, looking very dedicated.

Xin, who had been given permission to speak, finally couldn't help but say, "But isn't the attic a place for storing miscellaneous items?"

"Miscellaneous items are just miscellaneous items... It's impossible for a supernatural being to be so frugal."

Xitana crossed her arms and said, "You really don't understand at all, Xin. The wealth of high-level extraordinary people is unimaginable! They are not like ordinary people who store away things that they don't need in a proper manner. They just throw away the things they don't need. They are a bunch of wasteful people."

"Although I approve of Miss Wolf's frugality, is there a possibility..."

Xin said seriously: "This is a warlock tower. There are probably apprentices and low-level extraordinary people in here besides the tower owner. Will they... use these?"

"..."

Xitana was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the books and tools piled in the attic, and felt that what Xin said... seemed to make some sense.

"It's not impossible."

Miss Wolf coughed twice. "But it's hard to say. What if the deceased rented this tower? No, what if the deceased was that kind of apprentice?"

"You don't know the deceased's identity before his death?" Xin was stunned for a moment, "Did he die not long ago?"

"Ah... this..." Sitana's eyes began to wander, "He should have been dead... for a while."

Miss Saint was shocked: "You don't even know when he died!"

"How...how should I know this?" The gradually overloaded Xitana was a little angry and embarrassed, "I haven't just started the investigation yet!"

"But since you know he's dead, someone must have reported it."

Xin was even more confused: "In this case, there must be someone who knows the most basic information, right? Didn't you ask?"

Of course someone knows.

Warlocks have been dying one after another in the capital recently, and their deaths are extremely tragic. Marina is naturally prepared to deal with this matter. But Anser told Xitana in advance and asked her to contact the garden subordinates who were handling this matter. Xitana also remembered the smell of several victims, so she located the destination so quickly.

But regarding the information about the victim, Hitana, whose mind was full of achievements for Anther, did not ask a single word. After smelling the corpse, she turned around and ran directly to find Xin under Anther's guidance.

The people on the other end were stunned and didn't dare to keep Hitana, for fear that Miss Scourge would think they underestimated her.

As for the identity of the deceased? Time of death?

She didn't even know the name of the deceased, or whether he was a man or a woman!

Facing Xin's continuous soul-searching, Hitana's mood began to change.

This is not right! Isn't she a fool who can't even speak clearly and offends more people than me when she opens her mouth?

Miss Wolf took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down. She said coldly, "I don't need that useless information. I can figure it out myself."

Xin looked at Xitana for a long time, then shook his head honestly and said, "I don't believe it."

"Who cares whether you believe it or not!"

Hitana went downstairs angrily and walked down the hollow spiral staircase to a floor that seemed to be a research area. There were several closed alchemy rooms and a lot of simple alchemy equipment in the spacious public space, with materials neatly arranged on the shelves.

"Hmm...it looks like the accident didn't happen here."

Xitana turned around in a serious manner and said, "Everything is intact. No matter if it was an assassination or an experimental error, there is no way there would be no trace at all."

"If the accident hadn't happened today, there would have been enough time for the others in the Warlock Tower to clean up the scene." Xin tilted his head and asked, "It's impossible to just leave the place in such a mess."

“…Then, then I can smell it too!”

Hitana forced herself to explain away the matter with a barely reasonable excuse, and after opening the alchemy workshop and walking around it again and again, she went down one more floor in great unhappiness.

"Eh?! This portrait... the ring on the right hand of the portrait, I have seen it on the corpse! The deceased is the person in this portrait. And since he can hang his own portrait in the tower, the deceased must be the owner of this Warlock Tower!"

"There's no one in this Warlock Tower, doesn't that mean the tower owner must be dead?" Xin was a little surprised, "I thought you knew it a long time ago, Miss Wild Wolf."

"..."

With each level she went up, every time she raised a point, Xin would immediately refute it without hesitation, which made Xitana more and more annoyed and uneasy.

Oh no, Ansel asked me to bring her with me, doesn’t he really want her to help me?

Could it be that...she is a genius?

Xitana, who was almost on the first floor, pretended to be calm and said nonchalantly: "Xin, you...you are quite smart."

"But aren't these... common sense that extraordinary people should have?" Xin asked back in confusion.

Xitana blushed immediately - she was just from the countryside, didn't study hard, and her mind was full of trembling and reckless country girls, but was it her fault! What's wrong with not knowing common sense! Is common sense as powerful as her fist?

Hitana, who hadn't gotten any useful information on the way down from the roof, was holding her breath. Xin could also see that the flaming wolf might open its mouth and bite people at any time.

After all, she had done a lot of work along the way. Whenever Xitana's blood pressure went up, she would tell her not to be angry, which would make Xitana even angrier, thus forming a perfect vicious cycle. Now Xitana's anger included multiple emotions such as shame, pressure, and unhappiness. It could be said that she was about to explode.

But when Hitana walked to the first floor with her fists clenched, her expression suddenly froze.

Because she smelled a strong smell of the dead here. In the whole tower, this place had the strongest smell. Although the first floor had been cleaned up, there was no doubt that the dead were attacked here.

Ah, I am really sick! I am analyzing and analyzing, what am I analyzing! I am not good at this kind of thing! Can't I just solve it with strength? And Xin doesn't seem to be stupid...

Miss Wolf suddenly realized the truth and the anger in her heart subsided at once, which stunned Xin who was secretly observing her.

And suddenly... not angry anymore.

Miss Wolf, how did you do it?

Just when she was full of confusion, Shitana was "smelling" the smell of the first floor hall with the power of the Wind Head and intuition. She closed her eyes, and it seemed that even the fierce scene of the battle was restored in her mind.

"An overwhelming... victory." The girl murmured softly, "The attacker crushed the deceased almost instantly. The attack was completely on a different level, making the deceased's body look extremely miserable."

She carefully "tasted" another kind of ether floating in the air, cold, biting, and eerie... as if it came from the cold winter that she didn't want to recall.

As Hitana's power increases, it's not just the power of the Lord of Strength that becomes more adaptable. The insight and sharpness of the Lord of Wind also make her powerful enough for reconnaissance and even pursuit, no matter how specialized she is in combat.

What? After all this time, it turns out to be that simple? Thinking is not really my thing. This is much more convenient!

"……snort."

Xitana opened her eyes again and chuckled confidently, "I've memorized this smell... If I know a little more, it won't be a problem to follow this etheric scent to track down the murderer!"

Xin felt Xitana's strong self-confidence, which was by no means comparable to the previous self-confidence that she showed when she was just talking tough out of a guilty conscience.

"So." Xin was silent for a while, and then asked a final soul-searching question, "Ms. Wild Wolf, if we just come in through the main gate, can we solve the problem right away?"

Xitana's expression froze, and she immediately cast a murderous look at Xin, but after a few seconds, she forced herself to hold it back.

Calm down, calm down... maybe she'll be of use to you later.

"Solving the problem directly...what's the point?" Xitana raised her chin proudly. "What I want is to accumulate experience. Do you understand?"

——Of course it was pure bullshit. Shitana was eager to get the job done quickly and take credit from Anther.

After realizing that her IQ could only surge sharply at critical moments in conjunction with her intuition, but would normally drop to an unbearable level, Hitana almost gave up thinking about those fancy things. She was just being stubborn.

But at this moment, Xin seemed to have suddenly realized something, and the way he looked at Shitana was different.

I see……

Miss Wolf, how can you overcome the anger in your heart after such hardships?

He was fully capable of solving the problem in one go, but he used me to increase his rage and sin, and then overcame it in one go... What a bold plan, amazing!

Could it be that... Miss Wolf, who doesn't look very smart, is actually a genius in the path of salvation?

"Well, by the way, although there is a high probability that I won't be able to use you, if you have any ideas... just tell me."

——Hitana said this with the idea that having a brain is better than having no brain at all.

"Okay! I will definitely try to provide my perspective to Miss Wolf!"

——Since Miss Wild Wolf is determined to do this, I must try my best to make her even more furious so that she can sharpen her own ideas, Xin answered.

"Xi'er and the Saint Lady should be getting along better and better."

At the same time, in Hydra Manor, in a secret room that no detector could find...

Ansher muttered to himself, chuckled and looked at the two sweaty female bodies in the room.

"How are you two sisters getting along now?"

Chapter 13: Small but cute

There is no idle person in Hydra Manor in the imperial capital. From Anser, the owner, to the most ordinary maid, everyone is busy with their duties every day.

The only two remaining sisters in the world are also very busy, but one is busy actively and the other is busy passively.

"Anser... Your Excellency..."

Riding on Ivora's waist and pulling the collar rope, Susilen panted and smiled at Anser. It seemed that Anser happened to arrive when she was trying hard to tame the big cat.

"Thank you for your...care."

The iris girl showed a sweet and lovely smile, and her semi-transparent gauze skirt clung to her delicate skin because of the wet sweat, like a second layer of hazy and sensational skin.

Anser gave Susilen free access to Hydra Manor. No matter what she did to Ivora, the other servants would turn a blind eye... Of course, she could also ask the servants to respond in order to achieve different training effects.

While Miss Susilen was torturing her sister every day, she would also wear clothes that were not too revealing but very sexy. It was obvious that she had other thoughts in mind.

"My relationship with this female cat..."

She pulled Ivola up with all her strength and put her face close to her sister. The beautiful girl's giggles made people's hearts flutter. This sweet smile, coupled with the intimate gesture of face against face, made them look like a pair of close sisters.

- Of course, the premise is to ignore the ball with a hole in it that keeps drooling from Ivora's mouth, the sexy lace blindfold that covers her eyes, and the collar that is tightly wrapped around her neck, leaving red marks.

"I think her desire to resist is still very strong."

Anser raised his eyebrows slightly: "During this period, there has been little effect?"

Su Silun, who was riding on her sister like a horse, panted lightly, with a guilty look on her face: "Please forgive me for being so stupid, Lord Anser, who is far inferior to you. I have tried my best... well!"

She clamped Ivora's waist and abdomen, swung her waist, rubbed it hard, and then continued helplessly: "Her dignity is indeed something I can't break in a short time."

"That's a good thing."

Anser was not dissatisfied with Susilun's poor efficiency. On the contrary, feeling Ivora's strong sense of resistance, he was very satisfied.

He never expected that Susilun could tame this female cat. Susilun, who grew up in the twisted environment of the Flame Royal Family and also had twisted desires, did not know how to train her, nor would she really treat Ivora for the purpose of training. She just took this opportunity to vent the resentment that had been in her heart for more than ten years.

This only made Ivola's already nearly indestructible will even stronger, determined to seek revenge on everyone who had humiliated her, making the fire of hatred in her heart burn even more fiercely.

The devil squatted down with a smile, not caring at all about Ivora's saliva dripping, and reached out to pinch her chin.

"There is no sense of accomplishment in destroying a fragile object. Breaking through an unbreakable iron wall and flattening an eternally standing fortress is what gives people motivation and anticipation."

"My dear Prince Ivora, it is a great masterpiece."

"So I'd love to see that she isn't even allowed to crawl at your feet so easily."

Even though she was blindfolded, Ansher could already feel Ivora's mad gaze that was almost going to burn him to death. It was no exaggeration to say...if a real devil were to fall from the sky right now and promise her that she could trade her soul for the power to return to the peak, she would definitely agree without hesitation.

And this is exactly what Anser wanted.

Because who else in this world deserves to be called a true devil...besides him?

"So..." Su Silun's eyes flashed with cruelty and sadism, "I can continue..."

"No, she has other uses now."