The villain's way to tame the protagonist

From the very beginning, Anser had already grasped all the personnel from the three northern factions who were ambushing in the imperial capital. As long as he wanted, it would be easy for him to kill all of them within ten minutes, no, five minutes.

But it can be used to reap a wave of wealth, unite those hyenas against a common enemy, and finally force the North to "invite" Ivora onto the chariot... It would be a pity to kill such a useful chess piece.

"But... Mr. Devil didn't show up, but I knew something was wrong. Mr. Devil said that the North was behind this, so do they really think it was..."

"The main purpose of this plan is to throw Ivora into the Northland. Everything else is secondary."

Having achieved his goal, Anser said leisurely, "Don't forget the most important thing, Saint."

"Everything can be my conspiracy, my fiction, but there is only one thing that is absolutely impossible in the eyes of the world."

He reached out and touched Xin's head, and said with a smile:

"That is, there is absolutely no way that Ivora is just my female cat as Xitana said."

In everyone's eyes, no matter how likely it was that this whole thing was deliberately arranged by Anther, there was one thing that could never have been designed by Anther, and that was the appearance of Ivora, and then he was "forced" to join the North.

Because it is impossible for Ivora to cooperate with Anther, let alone obey Anther. Even if even Ivora has already knelt at Anther's feet, why would Hydra go to so much trouble?

Because what Anser wants to do is so far-reaching that even their vision cannot even begin to glimpse. This gap is the guarantee that this plan, which even Xin can sense is unusual, will never be discovered.

"Yes, I did not show up. I watched the chaos happen and let Ivora burn the imperial capital... Weird, right?"

"But what's the matter? Could it be that I and Ivora are deliberately fishing together?"

The devil laughed happily. "Rather than this unrealistic possibility, it's better to guess that I have something very important and can't get away. I have some serious hidden injuries and can't fight Ivora... So I don't have to do anything, they will find a 'reliable' answer by themselves."

Hitana, who was completely clueless about this, fought with all her strength and looked extremely furious, which made this battle even more credible and...mysterious.

As for the first two purposes, it doesn’t matter whether they believe it or not, because the North did send people to lurk in the imperial capital, and because this group of people did do related things under the coercion of Anser, and that’s enough.

"so."

Blood flowed to the fulcrum of the cane, and the devil who was holding the cane smiled gently, like a big boy next door, and said:

"If I say it was the North, then it was the North. In a way, I am also a victim, am I not?"

Xin looked at the young man in front of her. His gentle and handsome smile made her non-existent "heart" feel an indescribable... twitch again.

It was neither fear nor disgust, but a kind of... a kind of excitement, desire and... excitement.

If I could be like Mr. Devil, if I had the same abilities as Mr. Devil...

Let everyone dance at your fingertips and let everything run according to your will.

Even though she cannot use the power given by God, she can easily bring judgment and redemption to anyone.

As if he knew what she was thinking, the shepherd smiled and reached out his hand to the lamb licking the sweet grass:

"Want to learn?"

The depraved whispers rang in her ears.

"Just consider it as a reward for treating Marina. It won't hurt to teach you. After all, you don't care about the good or bad of the means, you only care about redemption, right?"

"The Saint Lady who follows God's will."

Chapter 1.2: Taboo and Pleasure (w)

The turmoil in the imperial capital shocked the entire empire. The wealthy were harvested like straw, Ivora fled to the north, and Hydra never showed up and disappeared... News and rumors spread throughout the imperial capital, making it difficult for people to see the present and the future.

While undercurrents were surging in the empire, the scene inside Hydra Manor was peaceful... Well, maybe not that peaceful.

boom!

Xin sat on a swing hanging under a huge oak tree, watching Xitana, who was wearing tight sports shorts and a belly-exposing vest, sweating profusely and throwing punches like a thunderstorm.

Anser's plan made Xitana very unhappy. She opposed Marina's plan to sacrifice a city of extraordinary people in the West. In terms of justice and fairness, she was reckless and had a deeper understanding and insight. Naturally, she would not agree with Anser's plan to kill a group of rich people without any explanation... Moreover, this matter was destined to be impossible to control perfectly, and some innocent people who should not have died died.

But no matter how unhappy she was, this depression was not actually directed at Anser. She just blamed herself for not being strong enough. If she could have killed Ivora with one punch, why would there be so many troubles?

strength……

Xin looked at Xitana who seemed to be venting her anger, and recalled the scene when Ansher reached out his hand to her.

That day, Xin finally did not agree to Ansel because she felt that Mr. Devil must have some dangerous ideas, dangerous ideas that would cause great damage to her duties.

It is neither intuition nor wisdom, but the instinct of a devout believer when faced with the temptation of the devil.

But when he saw Shitana pouring out her power wildly, the throbbing in the ignorant lamb's heart became unbearable again.

Lack of strength.

After all, she couldn't save Miss Wild Wolf or Mr. Devil, wasn't it because she couldn't use that power on them? To some extent, it could be considered a limitation of power.

Because there is no way to use the power given by God, I am helplessly stuck in a deadlock. If I could learn a way to achieve salvation without relying on God's power, it wouldn't be so troublesome.

This is her duty. Just like Mr. Devil said, if redemption can be achieved, God will agree no matter what the method is.

The woman who was hesitating between duty and faith sighed and lowered her eyes to meditate in the prayer posture of the Church of the Holy Alliance.

God never responded to Xin's questions, but that didn't stop her from looking for answers in her faith.

"Saint."

Just as she bowed her head to pray, a voice behind her brought her back to reality.

Xin turned his head and saw the highest official in the Empire of the United Holy Church, Cardinal Mu in white.

"...Bishop Mu?"

Xin, who was sitting on the swing, swayed: "Why are you here?"

The young bishop in white robes looked warm. He bowed his head to Xin and then said, "I was invited by His Royal Highness the Regent to come to the capital to discuss some matters related to the church. Ms. Lance told me that His Royal Highness the Regent is currently dealing with some matters, so I came to confirm with you about Ms. Lance's recovery."

Although he said so, Xin felt that Mu was using the church's secret techniques to request communication with his soul, and was extremely cautious.

"Ms. Crow is still stable." Xin turned the swing seat around, grabbed the rope with both hands, and rocked it gently. "Her soul is obviously very fragile, but something is supporting her and preventing her from dying. Her will remains clear... It's very strange."

In subsequent contacts with Marina, Xin has been trying to find that mysterious power, but he has never been able to find even the slightest trace like the first time he touched her soul.

After saying this, Xin, whose brain was running on a single core, used his soul to communicate with Mu:

[What's wrong, Bishop Mu?]

[Your Highness, can you sense your power?]

Xin was stunned for a moment, tilted his head and thought for a while, then replied: [It shouldn't be possible. I sneaked into Mr. Devil's dream, and he found me after a while. It's just that in terms of soul, he should be on par with me. And if you count the gift of God, then I should be slightly better.]

"Is that so? That's good."

Mu smiled, both in response to what Xin had just said and in fact feeling fortunate for the content of the soul communication.

Then his expression became a little more serious: "Regarding that mysterious power...what do you think, Saint?"

His Excellency the Bishop was very considerate of Xin and did not ask questions verbally while communicating with the soul at the same time, so as to avoid overloading His Excellency the Saint.

Anser originally used this strange power to hook up with the Holy Church, so there was nothing to hide from Mu.

The swing swayed a little more, and Xin Bai's round, pink toes gently scratched the lawn. She pondered for a long time, and finally shook her head with some regret.

"I don't know what that thing is, I just feel that... its source may be dangerous."

On the path of the soul, Xin, who is blessed by God, has never met any existence that can be compared with her. Even a fifth-order transcendent can be easily judged by her. Even Hydra, who is now superior to millions of people, she can confidently say that she is "slightly better."

But even though she possessed this power, she was unable to glimpse the essence hidden deep in Marina's soul that maintained the Crow Lady's clear mind.

"Bishop Mu." Xin stared at the white-robed bishop in front of him, who was frowning slightly and wondering what he was thinking, and asked seriously, "Is that really a power related to the Kingdom of God?"

Under the rule of the Holy Church of Cooperation, all the extraordinary people in the Western Continent are extraordinary people who are on the road to heaven.

The extraordinary people who seek power from the abyss are regarded as heretics and rebels who will eventually bring disaster upon themselves... Although to some extent, this judgment is indeed correct, the abyss itself is not evil, it is just that this power is not something that humans can control.

The Holy Church does not denounce the Abyss as rebellion and heresy, but it almost does not accept the extraordinary people of the Abyss and the extraordinary powers from the Abyss.

But that power... is obviously related to the abyss.

Just as Mu was about to say something, Marina emerged from the shadows under the oak tree. She gracefully bowed and lifted her skirt to salute: "Mr. Anser's affairs have been dealt with. Sorry to have kept you waiting, Your Excellency the Bishop."

"...Thank you for your reminder, Ms. Lance." Mu responded with standard imperial etiquette, "I will go to see His Royal Highness the Regent now."

Marina nodded slightly: "Mr. Anser is in the study you just visited. Do you need me to show you the way?"

"No, don't bother." Mu lowered his head slightly.

Xin looked left and right as the two exchanged simple courtesies, thought for a while, and suddenly said:

"Can I go see Mr. Devil?"

Mu's expression froze.

Devil, Mr. Devil?

My saint, have you always been addressing His Majesty the Regent in this way?

The bishops of the Church of the Holy Spirit all knew about the strange habit of this generation of Saint. When facing someone who needed salvation or judgment, she would refer to the specific sins she "saw" and then address them with honorifics such as Mr. or Ms. But how could Mu have thought that... their Saint dared to address the new ruler of the empire like this!

Just when he froze in place, not knowing how to respond, Marina's chuckle broke the awkwardness: "Of course, Mr. Anser always welcomes you to be his guest, Miss Saint."

"Thank you." The Saint was visibly happier. She jumped off the swing and turned to look at Mu, "Bishop Mu, let's go together."

The Bishop opened his mouth, but finally smiled bitterly: "Okay, Your Excellency the Saint."

Marina watched the two of them leave, and when their figures disappeared from the end of her sight, she slowly turned around and looked at Shitana who was resting and meditating not far away.

The red-black aura wrapped around her as she sat cross-legged, and at the same time transformed into the phantoms of a pack of wolves near her. But when Marina's gaze fell on her, the red-black wolves that were also lying down slowly stood up one by one. Even though they were not physical entities, the wolf eyes that flickered like will-o'-the-wisp still exuded the domineering aura of their master.

The dormant beast in Marina's body was awakened. She bit down hard on the snake ring on her ring finger, and its sharp teeth pierced into the witch's flesh. The shadow of a dark demon snake emerged from the shadows under her feet, coiled around Marina's body, and looked down at Shitana and her wolf pack. As the snake's tongue flicked out, its black vertical pupils showed undisguised greed, as if it wanted to swallow up the madman who provoked it in one gulp.

Xitana still closed her eyes to rest, but the wolves around her were already ready to move; Marina watched silently, and the demon snake wrapped around her became increasingly unbearable in its frenzy and wildness.

"You really are becoming increasingly difficult to satisfy, Sitana."

The long confrontation was broken by Marina's sigh.

"Mr. Anser, what extent will it take for you to be satisfied? It must be so precise that every person who died is guilty, and it must be ensured that not even one innocent person was sacrificed in the plan, will you be satisfied?"

Hitana opened her eyes, but did not look at her sister not far away. She just calmly stretched out her hand, letting the wolves turn into murderous breath flowing through her fingertips again, feeling her own increasingly surging power.

"I'm no longer interested in arguing with you on this matter, Marlena."

She stood up and said indifferently: "Whether it's right or wrong, at this point, it's impossible for you and I to convince each other. You have decided what path you want to take..."

The wolf's eyes still burned with the fire of anger and sin that Xin believed must be redeemed. She no longer roared in anger in the ideological disputes as she did in the past, but responded resolutely and firmly:

“I also know where I should go.”

Marina gently stroked the phantom of the demon snake: "Even if it means hurting Mr. Anser?"

"Don't act like you're the only one in the world who cares about Anser." Xitana frowned. "When did you become so self-righteous, Marina?"

"But I am the only one in the world who cares about Mr. Anser wholeheartedly. Am I being self-righteous?"

"..."

Sitana stared at her sister coldly, while Marina smiled at her sister calmly.

There was no conflict due to differences in ideas, but instead there was tension over how to help Anser.

In the end, it was Marina who smiled and patted the shadow of the demon snake that was entangled with her, causing the latter to dissipate unwillingly. This brief sisterly conversation that completely separated the two people's positions started and ended with her.

"The facts will prove everything, Sitana." Marina whispered, and her figure gradually dissolved into the shadows.

"Mr. Anser will achieve whatever he desires, no matter what the cost, no matter who the cost is."

Sitana looked at the place where Marina disappeared, and the wolves beside her paced back and forth anxiously.

"...Let's go find Luo."

After watching for a long time, the girl sighed softly and left.

What should be done to help Anser while preventing innocent people from being implicated and ensuring that those who deserve to be tried are tried? Xitana still doesn't know.

She wanted to ask Ansel more than once - is it really so difficult to achieve the four words "good is rewarded and evil is punished"?

But Xitana also knew that her willful request would only cause more trouble to Anser. In the end, she would have to solve her own problems.

If only... there were people who shared the same ideals as her.

Although Ming Fuluo's path is similar to hers, they are different in nature. The companions and friends that Xitana needs should be people who, like her, hope that the scales of good and evil can be correctly judged.

"Xin...if it were you, what would you do?"

Hitana thought of her new friend, who, like her, was kind to the weak, and she felt a little better.

Although rare, there are still people in this world who truly uphold justice and kindness.