The villain's way to tame the protagonist

She looked at the woman who lowered her eyes and didn't dare to look at her, and she was actually not in a good mood.

Xitana likes to be loved and admired by people, but she doesn't want to see this kind of humility from the heart. She also knows that she can't change anything, which makes her even more depressed.

How come I'm like a bad guy for making a woman who just lost her husband so scared?

"About your husband... Jacob Kettering, that's his name, right?"

Xitana recalled the report provided by the Supervisory Bureau and asked slowly, "I remember that he was... a third-level soul sorcerer who had worked at the Tower of Babel before."

The woman was stunned, and the worry on her haggard face deepened a little.

"Yes, Lan... Lady Xitana. Jacob is my husband and we have been married for twenty-one years."

The sadness that was almost overflowing made Xitana scratch her head in embarrassment. The previous victims were not very good at handling interpersonal relationships, and their relatives and friends who learned the news just expressed shock at most. The pain of the poor widow in front of her made her not know what to say for a moment.

"Well, anyway...my condolences."

Miss Wolf, who is not very good at comforting people, said dryly: "If you mind me asking questions, I'll go back first."

The woman's face, thin and gaunt due to sadness, suddenly showed a look of panic, and even the grief she had just felt was suppressed:

"That's not what I meant, Lady Sitana!"

She immediately explained fearfully: "I will definitely answer your questions well."

"...There's no need to do this. You just need to cooperate a little... Oh, forget it."

No matter how nicely you speak to them, no matter how approachable you appear, you cannot change the image of you in their minds.

When she went to the West under the pseudonym Fenrir, Shitana had found the happiness of freedom she once had. But when she walked the world under her own name, as the head of the Hydrachi, with so many titles related to Anser, and the reputation she had established herself... everything made Shitana feel bored.

She originally hated these things the most and wanted to destroy them the most, but she fell into the quagmire without realizing it.

No matter how hard she tried to muster her strength, no matter how angry and furious she was, she could only look around in confusion, unable to find the shackles that bound her, nor the cage that imprisoned her.

In order not to scare the woman in front of her, Xitana could not show her unhappiness. She rubbed her face and continued, "It's about your husband's death... I want to do some investigation. Do you know who he contacted or did any research before he was victimized?"

The fact that Miss Wolf could ask such rigorous, clear, down-to-earth and steady questions showed that she had indeed been deliberately honing herself.

Xin looked at Xitana, whose expression was quite serious, and couldn't help but be slightly touched by her determination.

Although it is difficult, Miss Wolf is also thinking about change.

——The fact is, of course, that Shitana had asked the people from the Supervisory Bureau in advance how best to conduct the inquiry. Because of the embarrassing experience not long ago, Miss Wolf deeply realized that she was not cut out to be a detective.

"Contactee..." The woman was stunned for a moment, trying to recall the past life with her husband. While trying not to show a sad expression, she shook her head and said, "No, Lady Sitana, I don't know who Jacob met in the warlock tower he rented. Anyway, no one came to our house, and Jacob didn't tell me who he met."

"As for research...his research direction has always been on the soul. He occasionally talked to me about it. I remember it was related to emotions, personality, and other things..."

"Well……"

Xitana seemed to be pondering, but in fact, her scalp was tingling because she couldn't think of anything.

There's no point asking this question! So what should I do next? Should I just leave?

Miss Wolf racked her brains and finally asked a question that was a little outrageous, but not too outrageous, after a few seconds.

"Then...then do you know if he has any secret identity?"

"No one would tell his secret identity to his wife." Xin whispered in Xitana's ear and began to try to ignite Xitana's anger.

"Shut up! I mean... I know! I'm just testing it out."

As expected, Xitana responded in her heart with some embarrassment.

In her heart, she disagreed with Xin's opinion. Who said that couples would not reveal secrets to each other? Didn't Ansel tell her his biggest secret?

When she thought of this, Xitana's mood improved again.

From Xin's perspective, Miss Wolf once again managed to overcome the rage burning in her heart, which amazed her.

Miss Wolf, that's amazing!

She had a strong liking for "self-rescuers" like Xitana, especially those who were assisting others. She had not seen many such people in her nine years as a saint. Without exception, when these self-rescuers truly achieved self-salvation, their sublimation and transformation made Xin offer heartfelt prayers and blessings.

The assistant that Xitana had in her heart was also unique in Xin's eyes, second only to Anser - and Anser was the only one she believed in, and there would never be a second one in the past or in the future.

"Secret identity..."

The woman looked a little tired, probably because she recalled her life with her husband too easily. She whispered, "Jacob likes to talk to me about his work life, but I don't have any impression of his special secret identity... Recently, he often said that he regretted leaving the Tower of Babel, but he didn't regret returning to the Tower of Skyfrost..."

"Wait!" The last sentence made Xitana's eyes widen instantly, "Skyfrost Tower?!"

"Yes... Jacob is from the North. I heard that after graduating from the Skyfrost Tower, he refused to become a mentor and chose to come to the Imperial Capital. After wandering for a while, he joined the Tower of Babel, but quit within two years and has been working independently ever since."

The answer was complete, but the woman spoke very haltingly. At the end her eyes turned red and she began to sob.

She thought of the days when her husband would come back from the Warlock Tower every day and share his achievements and harvests with her with great joy, she thought of the kindness of her husband who would never look at her badly even if he worked hard every day, she thought of how even though he longed to achieve a higher level of excellence, he never forgot her warmth.

Hitana, who was originally excited about the important information she had obtained, was frozen in time, not knowing what to do when she saw the woman, who could no longer control her emotions and sobbed with her hands covering her face.

It would be too heartless to just turn around and leave like that. She couldn't think of any words to comfort her. Should she say, "I will definitely beat the person who killed your husband into a meat pie?"

Just as Xitana was hesitating, not knowing what to do, Xin suddenly floated forward, raised his hand, and touched the woman's eyebrows in a strange posture that Xitana could not understand.

"If your husband loved you as much as you love him, he wouldn't want you to be so sad."

As she spoke, Xitana felt something fleeting flowing between the two of them. She subconsciously focused on sensing it, but was shocked to find nothing.

The super-strong intuition and perception that is integrated with the Head of Wind has always been one of Hitana's cheating abilities, but at this moment, when she was completely focused and serious, she didn't even notice what Xin had done... This is too incredible!

A few seconds later, the woman who had been sobbing uncontrollably just now slowly put down her hands. Her pupils were very hazy, but they seemed to reflect... the moon entangled in thorns.

"Yeah, Jacob..."

The woman who was so haggard and withered because of love, so shaky that it would not be strange if she died at the next moment, suddenly gained faith almost out of thin air, and gradually revealed a nostalgic but determined smile.

"He definitely doesn't want me to be sad like this. How could I...how could I let him down?"

Xitana watched in amazement as the woman wiped away her tears and apologized for her previous gaffe. She didn't understand what was going on until she left the house in a daze.

Brainwashing spell? But spells must have the flow of ether, right? Her perception is so sharp that it can even shatter dragon breath. If Xin used some spell, how could she not feel anything?

If it’s not magic, then what kind of weird thing is it?

Although she has become friends with Xin, Shetana will not be so careless as to explore the other party's secrets, especially the secrets of power which are most important to the extraordinary people.

She only knew that Xin was doing a good thing, helping a heartbroken woman get over the pain of losing her husband.

Although... Shitana always feels that something is a little weird, but it's a good thing after all.

"Thank you, Xin." Xitana patted Xin's shoulder, "I don't know what to say to her... You know a lot."

“Because I’ve seen a lot.”

Xin still maintained his calm demeanor that never changed: "So I know what to do."

But before, she never did this because there was no need.

It was just like she had just helped the woman out of trouble, not with the intention of saving her. There was no need for Xin to understand what kind of life the poor widow would live because of her heavy emotions.

That lady is part of the assistant who exists to redeem Miss Wolf's sins.

Xin thought so, but he didn't tell everything to Anser like he did to him.

Because she had no choice but to tell everything to Ansher, Xin knew at the first sight of Mr. Devil that she couldn't hide anything - even though she had never learned how to hide before.

But it was different when facing Hitana. Xin knew that if he said those words, Miss Wolf would be very angry and would no longer consider him a friend, and he would lose the possibility of redeeming Miss Wolf.

She is not an ignorant child who knows nothing. It is not that she has no common sense and is unsympathetic. It is just that she can use her power to directly achieve salvation and judgment, so she never has to do so.

"Miss Wild Wolf wants to save that woman." The compassionate Saint said softly, "Miss Wild Wolf is really kind."

As for "deceiving" Xitana, she was just starting to use a new method, but she used it very smoothly, without any sense of awkwardness, and it seemed so natural.

She is simply... a born bad woman.

"Hey Hey……"

Xitana laughed with great satisfaction. She scratched her head and said happily, "Same for Xin! He is a kind and good person!"

The Garden is full of pragmatic idealists, Shadowmarsh is full of unscrupulous idealists, and Anther is surrounded by all kinds of idealists, but there are very few among them who can truly be called "kind" - to be precise, the word "kind" in Hitana's eyes.

The relationship between Xitana and Ming Furo is getting better and better, but she doesn't think Ming Furo is that kind. That dwarf can be described with many positive adjectives, but his kindness... is just so-so.

For Hitana, kindness can be roughly summarized as "a simple sense of justice."

And it is unlikely that there is anyone else around Ansel who possesses this simple sense of justice, except for her who has been spoiled.

But now there is someone else! Someone who never hesitates to use his power to help innocent people, a person who has some strange problems but is definitely a good person! Her new friend, Saint Miss Xin.

Xin felt the joy and enthusiasm emanating from Xitana and felt that now was a good time.

"So, can I touch Miss Wolf's soul now?"

She asked earnestly, very conscientiously.

"…Do you really have to do this?"

"Because this way we won't have to resort to unnecessary means to resolve Miss Wild Wolf's sins."

Xin really felt that using this or that method to reduce sin through external forces was too inefficient.

If I continue like this, even though I have vaguely found the trick, I don’t know how long it will take to eliminate Miss Wolf’s sin of rage.

Xitana scratched her head for a while, and finally sighed deeply:

"Okay, I got it. After I ask A Luo and Anser, I will consider agreeing to this matter with you. How about that?"

"Mr. Devil has already agreed." Xin reminded very considerately, "It was he who told me that I could try to use my own power to eliminate Miss Wild Wolf's sins. That's why I came to you, Miss Wild Wolf."

"Mr. Devil said that we should respect Miss Wild Wolf's choice."

...Ansher agreed?

For Hitana, when things involve Anther, she will most likely give up her choice and just follow her own chosen goal or cooperate with the goal given by Anther, because Anther has already arranged it for her.

Xitana immediately began to think about Anser's purpose. Could it be that Anser was planning to let this guy spy on my soul... Ugh!

What am I still thinking about? Why don’t I just go and ask Ansel?

If you don't understand, just ask. Xitana never feels ashamed to ask Anser for help.

"Well, I just happened to have a report to give to Anser. I'll go ask Anser about his attitude, and then--"

boom--!

Before she finished her words, Anticheg, the place where the ancient flame was born and the emperor's bedroom where the source of power of the Flame Clan was stored, suddenly... exploded.

As Xitana looked at the bloody flames rising into the sky, the first thought that flashed through her mind was:

Who is Anser planning to trick again?

Chapter 7: Ranch Part (K)

The deafening roar frightened many attendees and some even held on to their protective or teleportation items in fear, fearing that the witch behind Hydra would swing her shadow sickle and chop off all their heads in the next second.

The scorching heat waves, the fierce winds, and the terrifying breath that seemed to burn everything to ashes almost instantly turned their fear into despair.

Damn it! Eh, Effisand is back?!

Anser held his chin in his hand and looked at them as they panicked and even began to tremble. He found it a little funny, but also very... pitiful.

The pressure accumulated by Xiang Yan over thousands of years has already completely dominated the human race. No matter whether it was the Zhengtian Dynasty ten thousand years ago or the empire today, they are just playthings in the hands of Xiang Yan.

History, humanities, society... whether it is progress or regression, birth or destruction, it is just a matter of thought for the ruler.

Even the determination to resist this rule is a joke just because the emperor wants to see it happen.

If there is no intervention from fate, how long will this eternal and endless domination of despair last? Even Anser doesn't know.

He only knew that he would neither allow the future world to remain so absurd and corrupt, nor would he allow fate to fulfill its wish.

"Don't be too nervous, guys."

Hydra's calm and steady voice slightly dispelled the panic in the palace. Anser still kept his chin in his hand and said with a slight tilt of his body, "It's just that Anticheg exploded. It's nothing."

A small matter? Could this be a small matter?

The attendees' hearts stopped beating because Anser said this as if he had blown up the place.

"After all, I was the one who blew it up." The young man laughed heartily, "I just blew up the palace. After all, the source flame is just a ball of fire. There is no possibility of it being angered. Hmm... probably."

"..."

Anser still maintained his lazy and casual look, but it was obvious that the attendees' fear of Shangyan had visibly shifted to Anser.