The villain's way to tame the protagonist

"I actually underestimated her?"

Anser tapped the table thoughtfully: "But in theory... the progress I expected should be the limit of what Xin can achieve."

Talent needs accumulation, and growth requires resources. Even a monster like Hitana, who can crush all efforts and sweat into dregs with her talent alone, would take more than ten years to grow to the point of looking down on the world without Hydra's unlimited supply of resources.

Anser admitted that the Saint Lady was gifted in playing with people's hearts, but no matter how gifted she was, it was impossible for her to be so exaggerated that it exceeded the expectations of Anser, her teacher.

I originally thought that her progress was too slow, but I didn't expect... that her progress is now too fast, right?

What did fate influence?

Hydra rarely revealed a slightly solemn and thoughtful expression. There must be no accidents in Xin's training, because this training affected more than just Xin.

He wanted to find out why Xin had made such unexpected progress. Was it because he had received more effective enlightenment from the Theocracy than he had imagined, or was it because... something happened to him before he returned to him?

Compared to this, what Xin has been doing these days is actually very simple.

If Xin wanted to redeem Anser from the side, he could only do it from others, and there were only a few people in Donggang who could "influence" Anser.

The communication magic crystal on the table kept vibrating, but no picture came through. Anser did not stop thinking. He stared at the flickering candlelight in the room and pondered, "It seems that she should know about Lian De and Su Si Lun... Ha, no wonder I always felt that she knew about it longer than I thought."

Using Susilun to instigate Lian De was an extremely important part of Anser's entire layout in Donggang. It was within Anser's expectations that fate would let Xin know about this, but pursuing the reasonable "He" should not have aroused Xin's curiosity and initiative so early... No matter how fate did it, this matter did make Anser feel a little troubled.

But it's just a little troublesome.

"It's time to let Marlena... huh? Is she finally free?"

The constantly vibrating communication magic crystal finally projected the interlocutor on the other end. The petite figure and cold face of the scholar lady were clearly reflected, but her expression was terrible, well... very terrible.

Ming Fuluo's gloomy face made Anser couldn't help laughing: "What happened? Is it so troublesome? You haven't dealt with it after so many days?"

When she saw Anser, Ming Fuluo's face looked a little better, and she showed a tired look that she would never show in front of other people. She rubbed her temples and said in a cold voice with a hint of fatigue:

"Someone is sabotaging the production line. They are probably from the Revolutionary Army."

"Huh?" Anser was slightly surprised. "The people from the Revolutionary Army...are destroying the Tower of Babel?"

"I don't quite believe this is true, but there is no other explanation."

After showing a little vulnerability in front of Anser, Ming Fuluo quickly returned to her cold and indifferent look: "A war that only Level 4 can participate in... Haha, Level 5 can still act normally before the war begins, is that what you mean?"

She briefly told Anser what happened at the Babel Tower headquarters during this period, including frequent sabotage of production lines, frequent attacks on scholars and alchemists, etc. Because she didn't want to cause trouble for Anser, Ming Fuluo had been handling the matter personally after returning to Babel Tower without informing Anser.

"How shameless!"

After complaining to Anser, Ming Fuluo's eyes were filled with anger: "How could such a despicable method be used?"

"You should be thankful that they have some sense...otherwise it would not be as simple as just destroying the production line."

Anser shrugged. "The scholars and alchemists were only slightly injured. No one died, right? They were the ones fighting to the death. As long as they can win, it's normal for them to step on the balance line of the agreement and test it step by step."

"...I know." Ming Fuluo sighed, "It's just... never mind, it's nothing."

She originally thought that since the revolutionary army was so unruly, she could just drive the Deus Ex to fire a cannon at their lair - you said that the war hasn't even started yet, and a fifth-level extraordinary person can already do something sneaky, then I would say that the cannon I just fired was a declaration of war, no matter how many people were killed by that cannon, anyway, before I fired it, the war hadn't started yet, right?

But Ming Furo felt that such reckless behavior would definitely ruin Anther's plan. Even though she still didn't know what other plans Anther had besides training Xin, at least he couldn't do something that even Xitana couldn't do.

Anser looked at her hesitant look and asked, holding his cheek, "Just what?"

"Nothing." Ming Fuluo said calmly.

"You're here again." Hydra smiled and shook his head. "Okay, okay, it's nothing. I'll go talk to Ivora and ask the Revolutionary Army to behave themselves."

The scholar was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to speak out to stop Anser, but after opening her mouth and meeting Anser's half-smile, she slowly looked away.

"It's up to you then. Also, stop looking at me like that."

He said stubbornly that he didn't care, but his tone was somewhat gentle and annoying.

"Okay, okay... Then when will you be back?"

Hearing this, Ming Fuluo turned her gaze back, and as if trying to save face, she said in a condescending and mocking tone, "Do you miss me that much?"

Anser stared at Ming Fuluo for a long time, and then responded very earnestly:

"A Luo, you are not suitable to speak with this tone and expression. You sound like a little girl trying to be strong. Whether it is strong or not is another matter, but the main thing is that you sound like a little girl, pretending to be young...ah, turn it off."

Anser was not angry at Ming Fuluo's anger. After all, although he said that it was not appropriate for her to show that kind of expression, Mr. Devil still liked this tone, and...

Besides, he had no right to complain to Ming Fuluo.

Anser half-closed his eyes, leaned back on the chair, and called softly:

"Marina."

The moment the communication magic crystal dimmed, as Anser called, the shadows in the room suddenly moved, and a woman's slightly hoarse and gentle voice immediately came from it.

"What's the matter, Mr. Anser?"

"You can stop the action at the Tower of Babel tomorrow. Make sure it's done cleanly. A'Luo is very meticulous."

His casual words revealed the truth that an accident occurred at the Tower of Babel and Ming Furo had to leave Donggang temporarily.

There has never been any revolutionary army brave enough to go to the Tower of Babel to destroy the production line. There is only the shadow of Hydra spreading to the entire continent.

Marina, who can serve as Anser's vessel and borrow power from him, can stand in the invisible darkness and do so many things that no one can imagine.

"Yes, I understand."

The shadow reflected on the wall had turned into a graceful silhouette of a lady. The silhouette bowed slightly to Anser and said, "If you have any other tasks, please let me know, Mr. Anser."

Anser smiled and said, "I will let you know when the time comes...By the way, how is your soul doing during this period?"

"Hmm... Actually, I'm not very optimistic." Marina's shadow stretched out her index finger and tapped her chin. "With the help of Her Excellency the Saint, I can probably hold on for another four to five months."

Anser's fingers tapped the tabletop lightly and paused for a moment. "You are calculating based on the maximum intensity and the standard of frequently borrowing power from me, right?"

Even if she used the Devouring Head, as long as she didn't frequently ask Anser for power, Marina's soul could at least last for more than a year under Xin's healing. But now she used this calculation method...

The shadow on the table climbed up Ansel's arm and gently wrapped around his wrist, as if clasping his fingers tightly, and silently penetrated between his fingers.

"But isn't that my job?"

The dark witch's voice was still as gentle as ever, a gentleness that was dedicated to and belonged to just one person.

"Please continue to use me to your heart's content, Mr. Anser."

Anser laughed after a brief silence: "Haven't I been using you all the time? So no matter when, you have to respond to me like you are doing now, don't forget, Marina."

The witch's silhouette lifted her skirt and curtseyed gracefully, her brisk laughter echoing in the study: "I will, Mr. Anser."

The shadows in the room returned to their original appearance. Anser, with his eyes half closed, sighed softly, "One by one, they are all so troublesome that they give me a headache."

As for Ming Fuluo and Xitana, Anser was fully prepared this time, but what about Marina? How should he face the trap set by fate using Marina? Although Marina was the least likely to be used by fate, if she was involved, it would definitely be a killer move that would greatly affect Anser.

At present, the only possibility is to take advantage of the conflict between the Lance sisters to plot a decisive move.

After resting for a few minutes, Ansher opened his eyes again. Gleipnir appeared in his hand. The moment he stood up from the chair, he appeared outside the manor of the Grand Duke of Deep Blue.

"Okay, let's go catch our peeping Saint lady in the act... hm?"

As Anser showed a slight look of joy, his brows slightly furrowed.

"Not here? There's no possibility that he's in the North, so is he going to look for A-Luo? No, it's even less possible that he's in A-Luo's place, so it can only be..."

"Ah, I almost forgot."

Mr. Devil thought of something and his frown gradually relaxed: "Letting dear Miss Saint get rid of that meaningless belief is not just for her alone."

"Calculating the time, no matter how inefficient the church is, they still have to get things done."

Anser, who had already guessed what Xin was doing, gradually brightened his eyes.

"That being said... this is really a great opportunity."

*

Xin actually didn't want to always stay away from Anser, but she knew that even if she succeeded in deceiving Anser now, it would be sooner or later that she would be exposed as time went on, and she didn't have the ability to maintain her disguise every minute of every second.

In addition to maintaining her disguise, she also realized early on that starting only from Anther himself would be almost futile, and Ms. Spider and Ms. Viper, who were used by Anther, could obviously be used as references by her.

The Saint Lady was happily spying on the conspiracy of Lian De and Su Si Lun today, but an urgent message sent through the divine power that only the bishop can use forced her to interrupt her daily study process.

In the quiet cathedral, the saint stood in the moonlight and gazed at the Ouroboros statue. She did not kneel down to pray as usual, but just looked up at it calmly.

"Bishop Mu."

There was no sound of the door opening, but footsteps could be heard in the church, which prompted Xin to ask, "Why did you come to see me at this time?"

Mu keenly heard the slight dissatisfaction in Xin's words. He was very surprised because Xin had never shown such emotion before, and it was even more impossible for him to be dissatisfied with the bishop's request.

This further strengthened his determination.

Although a meeting had been held and a vote had been taken a long time ago, Xin had disappeared for a while, and the reason that could not arouse Xin's suspicion was indeed very fabricated, so Xin was not contacted until now.

It's time to end this.

The deal with Anser is important, and doing one's best to stabilize Anser is important, but all this is based on the premise that the Saint will not be seriously affected by Anser.

Mu Zheng initially believed that no matter how dangerous His Royal Highness the Regent was, he could not easily destroy the church's accumulation of more than 800 years, so he let Xin and Anser contact with confidence.

But reality told him that he was a little too naive.

The evil nature of His Royal Highness the Regent... was simply beyond his imagination.

Xin's change was too obvious, even abnormal, indicating that the situation was beyond his expectations and control.

The cardinal in white calmed himself and softened his voice. Although he didn't know what was going on, he had to calm Xin down first: "In accordance with God's will, I do have very important news to convey to you, Saint."

Such words are always extremely useful to Xin. As for God's will and God's name, the devout saint will always obey under the influence of her pure faith.

However, the saint under the moonlight gave an answer that made Xin's expression stiffen.

“God’s…will.”

She tilted her head: "And then, what is it?"

And then…what?

How could this be... How could this be the answer from the Saint!

Not to mention managing his facial expression, it was already very difficult for Twilight, whose heart was filled with turbulent waves, to control his emotions. He looked into Xin's pure and flawless holy blue eyes, but did not see a trace of his former enthusiasm and fanaticism in those eyes.

A huge sense of crisis enveloped Mu, and even made him forget his original words. He said in an extremely stiff voice:

"Because of something, we need you to...leave... His Royal Highness the Regent for a while—"

Mu was speechless because he saw the moonlight.

"What did you say?"

Cold and merciless, deep and unknown, absolutely not holy... the twisted moonlight.

Chapter 68: The Limit of Reasonableness

However, the next moment, Mu came back to his senses from his trance and found that it was just an illusion.

Xin did not show any distortion. Bathed in the moonlight, she was still ethereal and holy, but she simply looked puzzled:

"I'm leaving Mr. Devil? Why?"

Mu did not answer Xin immediately, still not recovering from the strange scene just now.

The fear in his heart had reached its peak at this moment.

The scene just seen was indeed an illusion, but it definitely did not come out of thin air. Xin unconsciously used her spiritual essence under the emotional fluctuations and broke through the consciousness barrier set for her by the church in an instant!

This is the only way to explain why he could see such an illusion, because Xin now seems to be just confused on the surface, but the resistance in his heart surges out of the control of his mind, and instinctively drives the power that can easily dominate the soul, so Mu sees such a scene.

Even if it is just a fleeting flash, even if it is just a moment, it is enough to prove the horror of the problem.

One of the supreme tools used by the Church to redeem the world, the Saint of Sin, who had clearly reached perfection in eight hundred years of iterations, had lost control.

Never... Never let the Saint stay, no... Not only that, she must return to the Church immediately and must accept again -

"Bishop Mu?" Xin's eyes were filled with more doubts. "Why are you silent? Why on earth should I leave Mr. Devil?"

Before Mu could speak, she said seriously: "Although I don't know the reason, I think there should be nothing more important than redeeming Mr. Devil right now."

The transformed saint turned to look at the Ouroboros statue, placed her hands on her chest, and whispered, "Bishop Ming's teachings have made me realize what is truly important to God... The duty given by God and the salvation I should achieve are above all else."

"Redemption...above all else."

She turned her gaze back to Mu: "So now, completing the redemption of Mr. Devil must be above all else."

Xin saw the presence of a co-spirator in Elalo, redeemed her, and achieved remarkable results - if Elalo's plan succeeded, then all the civilians in Eastport would benefit.