The villain's way to tame the protagonist

“Is this… the greatness of that adult?”

LaLaur exclaimed with great admiration and began to look for a small inn where he could stay.

But he walked around and around, almost running through the entire outer city area...but he couldn't find a hotel that he could stay in.

——Because they are all full!

"do not you know?"

The owner of the last inn looked at the dusty young man in surprise: "Lord Hydra is going to give a speech in the central square today, and the inns in the inner city were full yesterday! Some rich people have to stay in shabby hotels like ours, hahahaha——"

The middle-aged boss cheered in a rough and cheerful voice: "Long live Lord Hydra!"

In the small and dirty lobby of the hotel, several guys in ragged cotton jackets also cheered:

"Long live Lord Hydra!"

"But..." LaLaur smiled bitterly, "Is there really no place to live? Not everyone can stand this kind of weather."

The boss shrugged and said, "Maybe you can try your luck at the church. Although the Church of the Holy Spirit has little influence in the North, we still have a church here. The priest might be willing to take you in for a night."

Laraul was overjoyed by his boss' reminder. Although he grew up in the countryside, he had learned about the church from many people who had returned from outside, and he thought this was indeed a solution.

"Thank you! I'll give it a try!"

The simple and kind young man bowed slightly to thank the boss, then quickly turned around and ran outside.

"Hey, kid, wait a minute! The severe cold wave is coming in a few days, do you want to place an order with me now—"

"...Run so fast."

Seeing that one of his regular customers was missing, the boss couldn't help but curl his lips.

"Hey, Roca." The man in a tattered cotton jacket sitting on the old sofa in the lobby grinned, "Can you give me a room so I can survive this severe cold wave? My house is leaking too much."

"Can you afford the coal?" Roca crossed his arms. "If you don't, you'd better stay out."

"Inhuman bastard!" The guy in the ragged cotton jacket cursed, but soon laughed, "I'll bring the coal myself, so you don't have to worry about it, how about that?"

Several of his friends who looked quite poor around him laughed together.

"...What do you mean? Did you steal from that big shot?" Roca became alert. "Don't try to drag me down with you!"

"We heard something big from Lantciachi, you know, the one who's always been the best informed."

The poor man who should have been worried about his life seemed so confident and happy at this moment: "Do you want to know? If you want to know, leave a house for me!"

*

LaLaur walked into the empty church and looked around nervously.

"Hello, young man."

A steady, kind voice sounded behind him: "What's the matter?"

LaLaur was startled. He turned around quickly and explained stutteringly: "I... I don't have any bad thoughts, I just-"

"Don't be nervous." The priest in black robe smiled, "No thief would shrink like you. Is this your first time in church?"

"Ah... yes."

Laraul's eyes fell on the pendant on the priest's chest - a snake biting its own tail and winding its body into a circle.

He knew this, it was the emblem of the Holy Church of the United Nations.

"Don't be too formal. We don't ask everyone to be fearful of the gods."

The priest's voice was reassuring: "So, do you need help, young man?"

"I..." Lalauer opened his mouth awkwardly, "Can you allow me to stay here... for one night?"

"of course."

The priest agreed without hesitation: "Although we don't have any extra accommodation, God told me that you are qualified to stay in the church."

Lalaure was a little confused by the priest's mysterious words, but he was still very happy to hear that there was a place to stay. Although he didn't know how warm the church was, at least he wouldn't have to be exposed to the wind.

Moreover, Lalaure has his own little secret - for some reason, he is not that afraid of wind, snow and cold.

The young man subconsciously touched the pendant on his chest and bowed to the priest with great gratitude: "Thank you for your tolerance."

"I accepted it on behalf of God." The priest responded with a smile.

With a temporary shelter, Laraul felt much more relaxed. With nothing to do, he followed the priest and continued to look around the church curiously. At the same time, he couldn't help asking:

"Father, are you the only one in such a big church?"

"There is also a monk, a nun, and six children."

The priest said, “But now they are all heading to the central square.”

"...Central Square." Laraul was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, "Is it because of Master Hydra's speech?"

"nature."

The priest's matter-of-fact tone made Laraul nod his head. "After all, it was Lord Hydra... He is such an amazing man! I never thought that Scarlet Frost City would be like this. It seems that everyone has hope."

"Hope." The priest paused and whispered in a tone that Lalaure could not understand:

“Hope is often just an illusion created by the devil.”

"……what did you say?"

Lalaure's mind stopped working for a second or two, and his expression gradually became a little fearful.

He didn't want this sentence to mean what he understood.

"It's nothing, I just felt it."

The priest smiled and said, "Young man, why don't you go and watch the speech of that adult? Judging from the time, it should be starting soon."

"what?!"

LaLaur screamed, and the luggage in his hands almost fell to the ground: "It's about to start? I...I was planning to watch it, but I didn't expect it to be so soon!"

"Could you please keep my luggage for me, Father?"

The young man looked a little anxious. After all, who in the current Red Frost Territory did not yearn for the great Lord Hydra?

"Go ahead. If possible, please tell me what you think after listening to it."

The priest took Lalaure's luggage and smiled:

"God seems to be interested in this."

*

In the pleasant and warm carriage, Ansel closed his eyes and rested with a calm expression.

The person sitting next to him was not Sitana, but Marina, who was wearing a thick black dress.

"Up to now, nearly 10,000 migrant workers have flooded into the city."

Marina, who had summarized the real-time reports, said softly to Anser: "According to the information provided by Mr. Savile, 20% of them are investigators from various forces, from..."

Ansher listened quietly to Marina's report, nodding gently from time to time.

"According to the data provided by the patrol team, the crime rate this week has dropped by 32 percent. In addition, the sanitation management in the outer city has also been successfully implemented..."

In fact, Marina couldn't understand many of the terms in the report, and most of the things in it were not done by her at all. She was just simply reporting.

But she was madly absorbing all the information and knowledge she could access at a terrifying speed that no one could imagine - even Hitana didn't know that Marina hadn't slept for six days. She applied for three bottles of energy potions and nutrient solution from Ansor, which were enough for her to stay awake for a whole month while maintaining her physical health.

"…and finally."

Marina's voice changed, becoming hesitant and heavy.

"The funds you allocated to the nobles of the Red Frost Territory have been returned in full, without a cent less."

"It seems that our Earl of Stone is very punctual."

Anser finally opened his eyes and smiled in a relaxed manner that was completely different from Marina's: "He is an interesting person and he is quite capable."

"...Mr. Anser." Marina lowered her eyes, "I know it's too late now, but can you——"

"Is this your plea, Marina?"

Ansher turned around and looked at Marina.

His tone was gentle, yet convincing and decisive: "If what you are going to say next is your plea to me, then I will agree."

Marina, looking at Ansel, gradually clutched the hem of her skirt, her knuckles turning slightly white. She moved her lips but still did not say the words.

"...No, please forgive my impoliteness."

She bowed her head deeply: "I am deeply sorry that I doubted your correctness."

"That's not necessary, Marina. Confidence is an invincible weapon, but it can only be used effectively by those who can use it correctly."

Anser grabbed the cane beside him and chuckled, "That weapon is not suitable for me. I am more suitable for the doubt you mentioned, and I use it to dissect myself at all times."

Marina nodded as if she understood something. These words, which were almost like gibberish to Hitana, always made her further realize and perceive the greatness of the person she swore to serve.

"Well, I can hear people cheering."

Anser stood up and put on a smile that won the nobles' praise. It was extremely passionate and dazzling, yet so gentle and approachable.

"It's time to start this speech to unite the Red Frost Territory before the great cold wave arrives."

In another carriage, Hitana, who was lying on a seat bored, jumped up as soon as she heard the sound of the door opening outside, and rushed out of the carriage, almost kicking the door off.

They are now in an open space outside the central square of Red Frost City, which is heavily guarded by Earl Jianshi's private army. The heavily armored guards exude a solemn and cold aura, and it is obvious that they are not ordinary people.

When Xitana saw Anther walking down the carriage calmly with his cane, she jumped and waved her hands and shouted, "Hydra! Wait for me!"

The young nobleman who had always obeyed her in everything really stopped, turned his head, and looked at her with a chuckle.

Miss Wolf cub laughed warmly and ran quickly to Anser, then quickly turned into a grouchy face.

"Why do you want me to ride in a carriage all by myself? It's not like the carriage can't accommodate three people."

"Because I have a lot to report to Mr. Anser."

Marina also got off the carriage, her voice slightly cold, without any of her usual gentleness: "You will cause trouble, Xitana."

"Tsk, just chatting is a hassle."

Hitana actually lost all her usual respect for Marina, and turned her head away with her arms folded: "You're so pretentious!"

The relationship between them became like this after Sitana returned from Earl Solidstone's mansion.

The reason was simple. When Xitana came back excitedly, and despite Ansel and Marina's attempts to stop her, she insisted on rushing into the study and announcing the big thing she had done -

Marina slapped her on the spot.

Different from the impulsive slap during the sisterly quarrel, this slap...hid Marina's cold and clear anger.

For some reason, Marina did not explain the reason for the slap, and the two of them had a very bad argument because of it, and they haven't reconciled yet.

"Okay, be quiet, Sitana."

Anser looked at Hitana, who was wearing a black outfit with a dignified temperament and a black velvet cloak, and nodded with satisfaction: "Did you forget? You were going to go up with me."

"Oh...ah! I know, of course I know!"

Xitana coughed lightly and tried to put on an expression of "I'm calm": "Don't worry!"

"You always have to get used to big occasions. This is your first time, so perform well."

Anser patted the girl's arm and said, "Don't be nervous, just stand behind me. If you feel uncomfortable with too many people, don't look at them. Just lower your head."

"I don't want to. It's too embarrassing." Miss Wolf Cub put her hands on her hips. "Wouldn't that be embarrassing for you? If you hire a coward like a quail as your bodyguard, you will be laughed at."

Anser couldn't help laughing out loud, the joy and happiness came from the heart: "What about you?"

"Me? What's wrong with me? I don't show up very often."

Xitana replied as if it was a matter of course: "On the contrary, you are the one that people talk about every day, so of course you have to be the best!"

"Since you said so, Sitana."

Anser responded to this sincerity with a bright smile: "Then I will be the best one."