The villain's way to tame the protagonist

Although it sounds a bit funny, the fact is... Although the young Master Hydra has been through many battles, he still knows nothing about true love. From this perspective, he can't find any other way except to slowly get along with Xitana Mingfu Luo. So to solve the problem, he can only start from another angle, that is, to let them get the growth they deserve.

Anser has knowledge from another world and has a deep enough understanding of this knowledge, but this does not mean that this knowledge can be 100% useful to Xitana and Ming Furo.

After all, what he can teach is limited, and reality... is always the best teacher.

Ansel would not be a psychopath who would deliberately create unbearable atrocities and tragedies for the sake of so-called "growth". The development of the situation to this point was due to his deliberate promotion, but also...it was natural.

Otherwise, no matter how thick the filter that Xitana and Ming Furo have for Ansher is, they will still feel strongly distorted and strange, instead of taking the initiative to excuse Ansher like they are doing now.

Although it was a lesson that needed to be engraved in one's heart, compared to the originally planned future, this lesson controlled by Anser was obviously gentle enough.

"Love..."

Ansel closed his eyes and felt the silky touch of Ming Furo's soft hair wrapped around his fingers, whispering with pity and regret.

"A Luo, Xi'er, how should I love you? How should I love you...correctly?"

He thought that letting Xitana and Ming Fuluo go their own way was respecting them, but he found that it was wrong, and it was actually an irresponsible indulgence.

And now, he chooses to plan their future himself. Will this choice, this love he believes in, be the right one?

Ming Furo's steady heartbeat seemed to resonate with Ansel's heartbeat through his chest. He, who had been familiar with a lot of clichéd love stories in that world, suddenly understood why so many stories were inseparable from the word "love".

Any existence with emotions is doomed to be unable to escape it. Even the monsters from the abyss that can see into the future are as ignorant as children in front of this word.

But even so, it did not prevent Ansher from correcting his mistakes.

It is obvious that Xitana and Ming Furo could bring him greater help, but he always put them first, which made it difficult for the two girls to grow and they could not provide any help in any aspect except combat power. Even so, he still turned a blind eye and did not care... Isn't this another kind of disrespect that almost keeps them in captivity?

Ansir Hydra needs the strength of the two girls he loves, so they need to grow up in a real sense.

Ansher gently carried Ming Fuluo aside and got up from the bed. After changing her clothes, the scholar lady, who had never been able to withstand criticism, was rubbing her eyes and propping up her upper body.

"Why don't you take a rest for a while?" Ansher said without turning his head.

Ming Fuluo yawned lazily, the quilt slipped from her slender shoulders, and her pink and white skin glowed with an alluring glow.

She slowly crawled to the bed, hugged Anser's waist from behind, put her face against his back, rubbed it like a cat, and said lightly: "I've rested enough just now, and vented some emotions that shouldn't have been there. It feels good."

"That's not something you would say, A'Luo." Anser turned his head in surprise and looked at the lazy and satisfied scholar. "You wouldn't be so frank except when you are exchanging fire."

"What is a firefight?"

Ming Furo twisted Ansher's waist with some dissatisfaction. Although it had no effect at all, this little action made her feel an indescribable sense of joy in her heart. Our scholar lady is not someone who will be restrained by emotions, and love is naturally included in it. But every time she thought of what Ansher had just said, the lightness in her heart jumped uncontrollably.

Ansel needed her, so she would do everything she could for Ansel, even if it meant using methods that once made her despair and almost destroyed herself. For the first time, she experienced the feeling of being "needed" by the person she loved, a happiness that was simply indescribable. Ming Furo didn't even want to share it with anyone except Ansel - just having this emotion to herself made Ming Furo happy.

And even if we don't talk from Anser's perspective, this "saint" who fanatically believes in an illusory god is dangerous enough.

Being accepted by Ansel would undoubtedly be the best outcome for her, and Ming Furo was sure that this evil little devil would say things like he would do to the saint, but he would definitely soften his heart in the end.

"I just... figured out some things."

After venting her anger for a while, Ming Fuluo let go of her hands and sat on the edge of the bed. The gray particles condensed into a simple hairband in her hands.

Anser turned around and saw the petite and beautiful scholar who was tying her long blue-gray hair into a ponytail. She looked so charming while biting the hairband.

The evil little devil she had been talking about suddenly narrowed his eyes, sat down on the edge of the bed, and started to behave dishonestly again.

"What are you doing...behave yourself!"

"It's hard for me to be honest when you're like this, Luo."

Under Ming Furo's slightly angry gaze, Ansel smiled and withdrew his hand that was wandering around her slender waist, touched her hair, and stretched out his hand towards her at the same time.

Ming Fuluo stared at Anser for several seconds with a scrutinizing look, and then handed him the hairband and warned him: "We have really wasted a lot of time today. If you really can't help it, I... I can make you a doll that is disconnected from my senses to play with."

Anser, who was tying Ming Fuluo's ponytail, was stunned for a moment, and then stroked his chin thoughtfully: "This is really a way of playing that I have never thought of..."

Ming Fuluo's eyes twitched, and she couldn't help but reach out to poke Anser's forehead: "That saint really didn't wrong you."

"Didn't I admit that she was right?" Ansel answered innocently.

Ming Fuluo was naturally no match for Anser in terms of verbal skills, whether abstractly or physically. She could only tap Anser's shoulder lightly and then asked, "I wanted to ask some questions about that saint, but from what you said... you really want me to guess it myself."

If she wants to cooperate well with Anser, tacit understanding alone is certainly not enough, whether it is the ability to read minds, or the purpose of Xin staying with them, etc. Sufficient information will allow her to cooperate better with Anser, but Ming Furo discovered that Anser obviously did not mean to tell her.

Anser didn't say anything, but Ming Fuluo smiled faintly, and even made a rare joke: "Finally, you don't treat me like a doll anymore?"

"Ah."

The young Hydra responded softly.

After receiving the response, Ming Fuluo leaned against Ansel's chest and sighed contentedly, "It was not until Ansel really needed you that I realized...how much I relied on you before."

It was a matter of course to be supported by Anther, it was a matter of course to receive unlimited resources, and it was even a matter of course to do what he wanted to do without providing any real help to Anther.

"It's all your fault, Anser." Ming Fuluo suddenly said, "If you had been so selfish earlier, Xi'er and I wouldn't have made things so difficult for you when we were in the West Country."

"Is it my fault for being too nice to you guys?"

His Royal Highness, the Regent who rules the Empire, said this with a rather helpless tone - but the anti-teasing tone made the sentence full of the unacceptable sour smell of love.

Ming Fuluo shook her hair gently: "Being willful is a woman's privilege, can't I think so?"

Anser finally couldn't help laughing: "Okay, okay, it's my fault. I shouldn't have been so nice to you and Xi'er, A'Luo. I should have turned into a demon controlled by my lower body earlier and abused you every day."

Compared to the powerful Miss Wolf, dirty talk has always been Ming Fuluo's weakness. She blushed and pinched Anser's thigh, then said softly: "So you have to do what you told us before and become more selfish, even more selfish, understand?"

"I think I've been selfish enough."

Ming Fuluo gently stroked the part of Anser's thigh that she had pinched just now: "You can be more selfish. It's okay."

"Uh." Master Hydra let go of his hand, looked at his masterpiece, nodded and said, "I mean your hairstyle, Luo."

"..."

Ming Fuluo subconsciously raised her hand and touched upwards, and touched two long and thin ponytails tied on the left and right sides of her head.

"A Luo really suits this hairstyle. She had it when she was still Helen. It was so cute that people didn't realize it—"

"Re-tie it for me!"

*

After coming out of the hotel, the scholar lady with a high ponytail turned back into the famous and renowned [Mechanical God Origin] Mingflora Zeg, who was known to everyone in the empire.

Even though the love-brain that had been suppressed for so long was about to explode, whenever there was a third person other than Anther present, Ming Furo could think calmly and would never be affected by unnecessary emotions, maintaining the same rationality as Anther.

Anser is going to meet with Bishop Mu next. He said that he will stay in Donggang for a while because many matters of the church need to be personally supervised by him.

Ming Furo felt that the entry of the Holy Association Church should be an invisible barrier set up by Anser to protect East Port. After all, she had this idea before - the revolutionary army would not offend this neutral force for no reason. When a large number of clergymen of the Holy Association Church entered East Port, the possibility of the revolutionary army causing massive damage would be smaller.

However, this was Anser's effort and had nothing to do with her. What she had to do was to fundamentally eliminate the damage and destruction brought about by the war.

"The basic defense arrangements for Deep Blue Harbor City should be completed within an hour, and then..."

Ming Fuluo's figure appeared at the highest point of the Deep Blue Port City. She looked into the distance, and the image of another majestic port city flashed across her eyes.

Lian De refused her order. Although Ming Furo had plenty of ways to make her surrender, the scholar did not want to waste her time on this woman who was jealous of the relationship between her and Ansher and was deliberately going against her like a psychopath.

Although among the three great duke families in Donggang, only Lian De has completed the integration of his family, this does not mean that Lian De has the greatest power.

On the contrary, it is said that it was because this woman killed six relatives who were high-level transcendents in one breath with lightning speed and directly cleared out most of the opposition forces that she was able to take power in the first place. But the price was that the strength of the Deep Blue Family was greatly weakened. If the other two grand ducal families united at this time, the Deep Blue Family would be doomed to cease to exist.

However, given the current situation where they are in internal conflict, they really don't have the extra time to care about the Shenlan Family. Instead, they need Lian De's help. From this aspect alone, Lian De Shenlan, who can make such a big gamble, is indeed quite courageous.

But what if Ming Furo took personal action and ended the internal struggle between the two families?

Ming Furo had learned a lot from Ansir, Xitana, and even Marina, but had never put them to use.

And now, there seems to be a chance.

The future wise man narrowed his eyes slightly: "Thinking about it this way... Anser should just need a pair of black gloves in East Port."

Since there has to be someone to control the order in Donggang, why can't it be someone I decide?

Chapter 39: Mr. Devil is a very good bad guy

"Don't you feel it?"

"No."

Anser looked at the Saint who was still unwilling to give in and sighed helplessly: "You are really persistent, Miss Xin."

Xin, who tried to redeem Anser's evil sin of lust every day, slowly climbed down from Mr. Devil. Without answering, she stared at Anser's thighs, her expression gradually changing from unwilling to thoughtful.

Anser didn't particularly care what she was thinking at the moment. After all, he really couldn't muster any interest in this woman.

"So...it's really a question of like or not."

Xin suddenly said this.

"Mr. Devil, you don't like me, do you?"

"You already knew this a long time ago." Anser raised his eyebrows slightly, "Why did you confirm it only now?"

"But at the beginning, Mr. Devil clearly had lustful thoughts about me."

Xin answered seriously: "But suddenly--"

As there was a knock on the door, Xin sensibly took back what he was about to say.

Don't talk about lust in front of third parties. Thanks to Ansel's "coaching materials", Xin has done a very good job in this regard - of course, women who have succumbed to the devil's lust are not included in this.

The person who came to Anser now was certainly not that kind of person. If it was, it would be terrible in some ways.

"Please come in." Ansel glanced at Xin who was standing obediently aside, and answered the knock on the door with some amusement.

Cardinal Mu pushed the door open and showed a moment of surprise when he saw Xin. Then he immediately bowed to Anser and said, "I am very sorry to bother you at this time, Your Highness the Regent."

He did not greet Xin. As a bishop, he was so neglectful to the saint, which really showed Anser enough respect. However, this kind of flattery and fawning like an aristocratic bureaucrat was not like what a religious bishop should have.

"The preaching of the Holy Alliance Church in the Empire is a big deal."

Even though his reputation had undergone some subtle changes after he went to the West, compared with a first-class tyrant like Ivora, Anser was still enough to shock other extraordinary people. He still maintained his usual gentle and peaceful appearance. He gestured to Mu to sit down very enthusiastically, and the shadow under his feet extended tentacles, and poured a cup of tea for Mu.

"This concerns the future of the entire continent..." He smiled and raised the wine glass in his hand, "How can you disturb me?"

Mu did not raise his teacup in response as a collaborator, but lowered his head, looking terrified: "Your kindness makes the church feel terrified."

Anser looked at Mu, who seemed to be very humble and sensible, with a half-smile, and did not think that he could be on equal footing with Anser. He said slowly: "After all, the Church of the Holy Alliance has stably ruled the other half of the continent for more than 800 years. From the perspective of stability alone, you have done much better than the Empire, and..."

He glanced at Xin who was calm and composed beside him, and said meaningfully: "Don't you still have God to rely on?"

"..." Mu Ye glanced at their Saint, and then responded very smoothly, "God does not personally touch the human world. We worship and serve Him in order to spread His glory, not to tarnish His majesty or squander His power."

"There's no need to be so humble. I know how difficult it is to manage such a vast territory. It's a remarkable thing that they have been able to maintain a stable rule for more than 800 years without the high-pressure control of the Deus."

"Even now..." Anser leaned back in his chair, fingers interlocked, smiling brightly, "The Holy Alliance can be called a peaceful paradise, isn't it?"

After His Royal Highness the Regent gave him the stairs to go up, the Bishop, who was known in the Empire for his pure kindness, raised his head, still with a humble demeanor:

"This is the duty of us servants of God, and we are still far away from the paradise you mentioned, Your Highness the Regent."

Even Anther could not find any fault with his sincere tone and firm belief at this moment. It was hard to imagine that such a bishop who worshipped God had talked with Anther about the value of religion to governance.

Even the best politician in the empire might not have the skills of Bishop Mu. Even though Xin was indifferent to the changes in the church, and even knew that some bishops had ill intentions, he never thought that the Church of the Holy Alliance was an organization born for ruling and built on lies from the beginning.

In fact, Mu was not as calm as he appeared now. He had been trying to maintain his composure to prevent Her Excellency the Saint from reading his mind. Even though he had already mastered this, he still felt tremendous pressure when facing Ansel and Xin at the same time.

He would not regard the words of His Royal Highness the Regent as an endorsement of the Holy Church. Although the church gave the saint great autonomy, it had gradually realized that... she had an abnormal attachment to Anser.

The right to interpret the definition of "sin" lies in the doctrine of the Holy Church, but the bishops do not know what Xin has seen. They only know that even if Xin's faith in God cannot be distorted, His Royal Highness the Regent, who is famous for his ability to control people's hearts, still seems to have designs on the saint.

After all, there is no one who would not be tempted by Xin's power to control souls. If one is not tempted, then that means he wants to destroy her directly.

But should I remind Xin now and keep her away from Anser? There is absolutely no need.

Xin herself knew Anser's malice better than anyone else, and she was destined to not leave the devil who needed redemption the most in the world, not to mention...

The church has accumulated knowledge for eight hundred years, perfected its doctrines for eight hundred years, and cultivated faith for eight hundred years... Even if His Royal Highness the Regent is able to control people's hearts, it is impossible for him to distort the Saint in a short period of time.

As long as the saint still believes in God and the assistant represented by God, it doesn't matter what Hydra wants to do to her.

Mu calmed down a lot after thinking this. He took a sip of tea and said slowly, "In half a month, a total of 15,000 clergy will arrive in Donggang. The new Grand Duke of Deep Blue is willing to accept us like this, all thanks to you."

"I'm just giving you a chance."

As a ruler, Anser's attitude seemed very reasonable. He nodded slightly and said, "Whether the teachings of the Church of the Holy Spirit can be spread throughout the empire depends on your ability."

If you can't show enough value, you will be abandoned. Mu is very clear about this.

What surprised him was that His Royal Highness the Regent was actually a surprisingly standard political creature.

Everything is aimed at more perfect domination and rule... This is good. Compared with the tyrannical emperor, such a political creature is much better.