The villain's way to tame the protagonist

Hyacinthus Polynya, Xitana's former mentor, now known as the Great Silent, a fifth-level genius warlock, said with great anxiety:

"Do you really want to cooperate with Grand Duke Iron Blade again? Let's not talk about whether he will agree. Even if we can really reach an agreement, we will have to pay a very heavy price, right?"

The vigorous old man took a sip of coffee and said in a leisurely tone: "Don't think of that man as a reckless man. He knows what is the best way to do it."

"Can--"

"The rebels are becoming more and more arrogant, Professor Polynya."

The Grand Duke of Gray Tower put down his coffee and sighed softly, "They understand our strategic deployment too thoroughly. Until now, they have not found the traitor. The internal problems are too big."

"Yes... yes." Polynya lowered her head and responded, "So you plan to join forces with the Duke of Iron Blade? Do you want to curb the advance of the rebels?"

“It’s more than that.”

In the hand of the Grand Duke of Grey Tower condensed a staff that symbolized both his power and authority. However, this power was so fragile in front of His Royal Highness the Regent, and this authority was nothing more than a remnant that had long lost its meaning and glory.

He put one hand behind his back, supported by a cane, walked to the map hanging in the room, and looked at it quietly for a long time.

"Professor Polynya."

The old man asked softly, "Do you remember why we started this war and why we wanted to fight with that guy Lei Lun?"

Polynya was stunned for a moment, and then a very complicated expression appeared on her face. She stared at Gray Tower's back and whispered, "Because you want to change everything. You think... the people of the North should not live in this barren land."

Yes, this is what the Grand Duke of Grey Tower said to Polynia himself.

He launched a war of independence in the north and tried to unify this land that was shrouded in bitter cold all day long and would have been completely uninhabitable if it weren't for the Emperor's Tower of Eternal Flame, all in order to... march south.

Dormer Greytower wants to bring all the people living in the north to the more abundant south.

Polynia was shocked when she learned about this vision and will, so her eyes were extremely complicated when she looked at the Grey Tower.

"But if you have such lofty ideals..." the woman couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you try to cooperate with the rebels?"

The Grand Duke of the Grey Tower could not help but burst into laughter. "You also know that they are rebels, Professor Polynya. They are just a group of thugs who bring destruction, dreaming of absurd and self-righteous dreams... What I want to see is a new order, not a wasteland."

"But they are not just capable of destruction... Haven't they already occupied half of the North and are governing it well?"

Polynya couldn't help but retort.

Dormer turned around and looked at Polynya with a half-smile in his eyes: "It seems that Professor Polynya has a good impression of the rebels."

The professor, who was not very good at acting, froze for a moment, and then subconsciously looked away: "I just think... Mr. President, you should have a lot in common with the rebels."

"That's your illusion." The Grand Duke of Gray Tower waved his hand, "I'm just using them at most."

Polynya could only remain silent. She was afraid that if she continued to speak, the principal would see through her. Or, in other words, she had already...

"Go to a more abundant place..."

Dormer turned his head to look out the window where snowflakes were flying, and whispered softly:

“Can people who live in a fertile land find true peace and happiness?”

Polynia's heart almost jumped out of her throat because of these words. This was exactly what she thought, and this was exactly what the revolutionary army thought, so they wanted to overthrow this rotten and decaying empire and build a new world where everyone could live in peace and happiness.

As if he knew what she was thinking, the old man who was staring out the window suddenly laughed: "Do you think the rebels' ideas can really support their slogans, Professor Polynya?"

Just as Polynya was about to speak, there was a knock on the office door.

"come in."

After receiving the response, the sorcerer in black robes stood at the door and said anxiously, "Your Excellency the Principal, the development of the Holy Association Church seems to be a little out of control recently. In addition to civilians, more and more students have begun to..."

"Calm down, Professor Carter."

The 123-year-old, oldest of the 13 Grand Dukes of the Empire, smiled and said, "It's just a church that can't cause any trouble in the Empire. It's understandable that young people are curious for a while."

He seemed to look down on the Holy Alliance Church, just as he looked down on the rebels he mentioned.

“Only weak people place their hopes on empty beliefs.”

The old man's voice turned cold: "The Skyfrost Tower does not need to become so weak at this juncture, even the students are the same."

"…So, we still don't restrict their development?"

"The war is about to restart, don't waste manpower."

Dormer nodded slightly. "But their development speed is indeed problematic. Donggang is in chaos now. No one knows how many people from there have quietly sneaked into the empire. Let's go check it out."

"Yes, Your Excellency the Principal."

This warlock came and went in a hurry, without any sign of calmness at all. It seemed that the forces under the Gray Tower were not in a good situation recently.

Polynia looked at the Gray Tower for a long time, wondering what it was thinking about, and her myriad thoughts finally turned into a question about future plans.

"So...how do you plan to form an alliance with the Grand Duke of Iron Blade?"

"Do you know how to defeat monsters, Polynya?"

Dormer Gray Tower looked towards the south and answered softly:

"The only answer is to find a monster that is as powerful as it."

*

At this moment, Mr. Monster was sighing and fastening his belt.

"Have you really read those books carefully, Saint?"

Xin stood up and pursed his wet lips. His face, which exuded divine beauty, was full of innocence. “I have read it very carefully.”

"Since you've watched it carefully, you should know that this kind of thing requires not only effort in technique, but also coordination in demeanor and expression."

"Didn't I cooperate?"

Miss Xin was very surprised. She tried to roll her eyes upwards and made an octopus sucking expression...

"That's enough, that's enough..."

It was the first time that Ansher felt such a strong resistance to such a thing. In addition to his instinctive disgust towards Xin, the final effect of this woman was really...disgusting.

As mentioned before, Xin doesn't care about any universal moral concepts. The propriety, righteousness, integrity and shame that ordinary people should have are nothing but air to her.

Xitana's transformation from resentment to anger, from anger to shyness, and then from shyness to obsession is an attractive ingredient that Anser can't stop; Ming Furo's change from shock and anger to resistance, from resistance to numbness, and then from numbness to obedience is also a sweet dessert that stimulates the desire in the devil's heart.

But Xin, who has no moral bottom line or ethical concepts, will not have any emotions that a normal person should have because of her actions. In addition, her current "entity" is very special, and she will not have any feedback. She just clumsily imitates the strange postures and expressions in those strange books, and then makes the devil who bears the sin of lust in her mouth lose interest.

...To a certain extent, she did eliminate this sin for a certain period of time, but this was not what Xin wanted.

So Miss Xin looked very depressed - although Anser felt disgusted, but in fact from a purely aesthetic point of view, with Xin's appearance, even if she made such an abstract expression, she was still very beautiful, so her current depressed look could make almost everyone in the world feel pity for her, except for the inhuman devil.

"I don't mind trying another way." The conscientious Saint said distressedly, "But I don't know what other way can redeem Mr. Anser's sin of lust."

She originally wanted to use the inspiration she got from Hitana to try to achieve redemption for Ansher in a direct enough way, but she found that Ansher really didn't seem to like her at all. The sticky snake that almost accepted all the graceful women was unwilling to entangle with her no matter what.

This path doesn't seem to work, but what can I do to atone for this sin?

But this sin is so difficult to redeem, so how can we free ourselves from the sin that is as deep as the abyss and entangled with Mr. Devil?

Xin couldn't think of an answer, so she was very depressed.

After staring at the Saint for a long time, the merciful and generous devil seemed to be unable to bear her melancholy and gave her gentle advice:

"First...I have to confirm your idea."

Anser looked at that face that no one could find fault with, but he could not have any desire for it at the moment, and reluctantly confirmed Xin's idea: "But first you have to make some...small changes to yourself."

"Change?"

"I'm quite picky about this kind of thing. Physical satisfaction is secondary. I care more about deeper pleasure. Simply put... I need you to truly express what's written in the book, rather than simply imitating and pretending. In other words..."

The devil narrowed his eyes and smiled: "You need to develop yourself well."

Xin was stunned for a moment, then revealed a look of sudden realization: "Development... I have seen relevant content."

"Then come back to me after you have achieved certain results. By the way, you have to remember..."

"I won't find anyone else."

Xin blinked and said, "I will only develop myself for Mr. Devil."

A mature and beautiful body, a face of divine beauty, and a childlike innocence... With these three factors combined, Xin, who said such words, had devastating lethality.

Xin's long career as a saint allowed her to witness countless complex human natures, but she never cared. The ugliness and beauty passed through her spotless soul like flowing water, but never left any color.

It’s not that she doesn’t understand, she just doesn’t care.

And she never cared about, nor did she use her understanding of human nature to assist in the judgment of sin and the pain of redemption. It was a bit difficult and clumsy at the beginning, so she seemed stupid, but now it seems... she seems to have gotten some glimpse of the way.

The possessiveness of the male - Xin realized this before Anser reminded him.

Faced with Xin's powerful speech, Anser was silent for about a second, and then asked with a smile: "Have you ever thought that even if you answer like this, I will still think that you are someone who can say such words to anyone in order to achieve redemption?"

Xin tilted his head: "Why would Mr. Devil think so?"

Anser spread his hands and said, "There will always be people who think so. This is what males are like."

Miss Saint was puzzled, "But I have no way to use the power given by God on Mr. Devil, so I can only use this method."

"But Mr. Devil, there is only one Mr. Devil who can let me develop myself."

After this devastating straight ball, Xin, as if telling of some glorious mission, stepped forward, held Anser's hand, and said in all seriousness:

"Mr. Devil is the only one."

She stared into Ansel's sea-blue eyes, and seemed to quietly see the dark abyss beneath the sea.

"Not only does it prevent me from using my power, but it also entangles me in such a huge sin, and it also has an assistant... There will never be another one like this in the world. If I can redeem Mr. Devil's sins, then Mr. Devil will make this world the beautiful paradise that God desires."

"So, my encounter with Mr. Devil was destined by God's promise, so——"

Xin suddenly stopped, because she saw Mr. Devil, destined by God, with an extremely cold expression.

In her silence, Ansher laughed first. He gently broke away from Xin's hand and inserted his fingers into the pink and moist lips of the Saint. The latter obediently welcomed this unreasonable invasion.

"So what you're saying is that as long as this great mission can be achieved, anything is acceptable to you?"

"Yes, Mr. Devil."

Although his tongue gently wrapped around Anther's fingers, Xin's voice was not ambiguous, as if it sounded in the void.

"I will develop myself well for Mr. Devil."

She said this with great obedience. She possessed a divinity that was far away from the human world, yet she was like an extremely docile lamb.

"This is just one of the prerequisites." Ansher pulled out his fingers and wiped the wet saliva directly on Xin's holy robe in a very blasphemous manner.

Miss Lamb was stunned for a moment, and then asked somewhat dejectedly: "Anything else?"

It wasn't that she was annoyed, but she felt that it was too difficult. Xin didn't want to fail at all, so she naturally felt a little discouraged.

"As for this premise... maybe it's a lot easier than developing yourself."

Anser gently rubbed Xin's eyebrows to make her look less sad: "Besides, you will definitely be keen to complete this premise."

Xin looked at Anser, completely indifferent to his considerate behavior, and just asked curiously: "What is it?"

The young Hydra withdrew his hand and showed a perfect smile that made people feel like spring breeze: "Don't you want to eliminate the sins of Xi'er and Luo? I give you this opportunity - not just agreeing to you do this, but allowing you to use your power on them."

Xin's expression changed instantly. Although his beautiful face had ups and downs similar to those of a human, it had nothing to do with the mundane world and such obvious changes of emotions were rare.

"Is it really possible? Mr. Devil!" Miss Saint's tone became a little high.

"Of course. However, just because I allow you to do so doesn't mean they will accept it. Whether you can successfully use that power, and whether you can get them to agree to your use of that power, is up to you."

Xin no longer had to think about how to redeem Xitana and Ming Fuluo, and responded happily: "I know, Mr. Devil. Thank you for your help. This is indeed not a prerequisite, but something I must accomplish."

"In this case……"

The Saint Lady paused and said very seriously:

"I will definitely work harder to develop myself in order to clear Mr. Devil's sin of lust!"

After getting Anser's permission, she immediately had other ideas: "Then I'll go find Miss Wild Wolf first. Goodbye, Mr. Devil."

Anser waved his hand with a smile and watched the other person disappear in front of him out of thin air.

A few minutes later, Ansel sat back in his chair and thought: "I didn't ask about the book..."

Maybe he didn't go to see it, or maybe he didn't take it seriously for the time being. Whatever the possibility, it had no effect on Anser.

It doesn’t matter whether he has seen it or not, he can go and confirm it. If he hasn’t seen it, he can just find another opportunity next time.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t take it to heart now. Anser just wanted to plant a small seed.

"'Behold! The Lamb of God, who takes away the sin of the world!'"