The villain's way to tame the protagonist

The sound did not come through the communication magic crystal, but sounded directly in the room.

The Nidhogg that emerged from Anser's bracelet had condensed into the petite figure of the scholar. She stared at Xin expressionlessly and said, "Is there any point in an apology that doesn't even contain any remorse when I can't even say the name of the person I'm apologizing to?"

It seems that she was really very angry. When she was working in the Tower of Babel, in order to prevent Ansor from affecting her condition, she always used the communication magic crystal to contact him. Unexpectedly, she left the Tower of Babel and appeared directly next to Ansor.

"From what Anser said, you have done this more than once, right?"

Snap——

Dozens of gun barrels directly surrounded Xin, filling up the spacious study. The scholar lady, who was really angry, spoke word by word:

"I was only away for a short while...are you so reckless as to do this?"

Xin was somewhat shocked, because Ming Fuluo, who had rarely shown any sinful fluctuations, was now filled with surging sin and rage.

As expected, Mr. Devil is the key to influencing Ms. Doll, and vice versa...is it also true?

This thought flashed through Xin's mind, but what she was focusing on now was how to get Ming Fuluo's forgiveness... because Miss Doll was really angry.

"You're not going to forgive me?" She threw a straight ball as always.

Ming Furo was so angry that she laughed. Although she knew that Xin had no sarcastic intentions and was just asking a simple question, Ming Furo, who was already very angry, would not be objective and fair at this time.

In addition, Ming Fuluo didn't like Xin in the first place, so she naturally didn't show any good face: "I have no obligation to forgive you, you——"

"But even if Miss Doll doesn't forgive me." Xin tilted his head, "It's useless."

"..."

"Ms. Doll, you can't hurt me, and nothing can threaten me. The only thing that can threaten me is... to get me away from Mr. Devil."

She was very calm and spoke gently, which gradually shocked Ming Fuluo: "But how could Mr. Devil agree to let me leave?"

"You..." The woman's tone was much lower, "Stop being narcissistic. Do you think Anser doesn't need a big-breasted woman like you who is not clear-headed?"

She was trying to deflect the conversation, but Xin didn't hesitate to get the topic back on track:

"But Mr. Devil needs me. I am... worthy of being used by him, right?"

This time, Ming Fuluo was speechless.

What shocked her more than the fact that she had deliberately twisted the subject and then had it perfectly corrected by the other party was that Xin had actually... already noticed that Anser was training her.

How can this be?

As long as Anser doesn't want it to, anyone being played with by him will never realize that they are being shaped into what Anser needs by everything they experience every minute and every second.

Even she herself, knowing clearly that Ansher was going to teach her a lesson, still fell into the abyss irresistibly.

How could this mentally ill saint possibly realize this? Is this what Ansher calls... progress?

This is more than just progress, it's a mutation!

She looked at Anser and saw deep surprise in Anser's eyes. Obviously, Anser did not expect Xin to say such a thing.

Xin ignored their silence and continued to talk to himself: "Since Mr. Devil wants to use me to do something, then Miss Doll can't make me leave Mr. Devil. In this case, Miss Doll can neither hurt me nor make me leave Mr. Devil. Even if she doesn't forgive me, she can't do anything to me, right?"

The serious analysis of "It's useless for you to be angry" is indeed unpleasant, but Ming Fuluo's emotions have been calmed by the reality that was too shocking. She maintains her rationality. She narrowed her eyes slightly and asked: "Are you taking yourself too seriously?"

"No." Xin shook his head. "Because I know that Miss Doll doesn't want to ruin Mr. Devil's plan no matter what. It has nothing to do with me, but..."

She suddenly blinked and shifted her gaze to Anser, who had been silent. Her eyes and expression softened, which made Ming Furo feel unfamiliar and at the same time, indescribable discomfort.

Xin performed this gentle and warm expression so well that it even stimulated the tiny female instinct in Ming Furo's heart.

"But even if Miss Doll can't do anything to me, Mr. Devil will still hate me because of this."

Xin looked straight at Anser: "I don't want Mr. Devil to hate me."

"So, I hope Mr. Anser can fulfill the bet now."

"...bet?" Ming Fuluo frowned slightly, "bet between you and Anser? You beat Anser? Ridiculous, how could you possibly-"

Anser spread his hands helplessly: "Unfortunately, I did lose, Luo, now I owe her a promise, the kind that must be fulfilled unconditionally."

"you!"

Ming Furo screamed in surprise at first, but quickly calmed down because she knew that Ansel had definitely lost to Xin on purpose, and as for the bet... it was just a bonus.

Wait, that is to say, this conversation from the beginning to now...

She slowly shifted her gaze to Anser, who looked at her innocently. The two stared at each other for a long time until Anser whistled softly and looked away.

This damn brat!

Ms. Ming Fuluo, your fist is hard.

Ming Furo, who had already realized that she was now participating in the training on the spot and had successfully become Anser's training tool without knowing it, wanted to jump up and punch Anser twice, but things had developed to this point and she could only continue to act along.

Ming Fuluo took a deep breath and looked at Anser coldly: "Shame on you."

The damned young master Hydra looked helpless. He looked at Xin and said, "I've been wondering what you're going to do with the bet you won. Why did you bring it out at this time?"

"Because Miss Doll won't forgive me."

Xin looked at Ming Fuluo with a cold face, then looked at Anser who was helpless, held his hands to his heart, and whispered softly:

"If I use the agreement here, Mr. Devil can make Miss Doll forgive me. And Miss Doll knows that I use such a powerful agreement here, and she can rest assured that I won't make any excessive demands in the future. In this way, even if Miss Doll's forgiveness is required by Mr. Devil, she won't be too angry."

Anser looked at her for a long time, his eyebrows and mouth corners seemed to bend unconsciously: "But you can use this kind of agreement in more meaningful places, such as... letting me accept your salvation directly."

"No, that's not right." Xin shook his head vigorously. "Saving Mr. Devil must be a test from God. I won't use such a tricky method."

——Of course, that’s not such a ridiculous reason.

Xin knew that Anser would definitely not fulfill the agreement honestly, otherwise Mr. Devil would not be Mr. Devil. So instead of making an outrageous request and then being deceived by Anser, it would be better to use this agreement... at a more suitable and appropriate time, like now.

Not only must I not expose the fact that Mr. Devil will find a way to renege on the agreement, I must also allow him to fulfill the agreement and have a way out. Then I can bring God into the picture and solidify Mr. Devil's impression that I am still a fanatical believer in God.

I am so, so smart!

This kind of thinking is nothing more than the result of integrating the knowledge that Ansher taught her. Although Xin, who has undergone a transformation, cannot say that she can do it effortlessly, it is not difficult for her to do it now if she is calm and prepared enough.

"A test from God?"

Anser repeated this sentence, the slight lightness on his face turned into indifference, but he still showed a fake smile that ordinary people could not tell was a fake smile: "That is indeed your character, Miss Saint."

Hmm... Mr. Devil is unhappy. He will be unhappy when it comes to God and salvation. But it doesn’t matter. This is a good opportunity to say the most important sentence -

"Actually, even if it's not like that."

Xin smiled. Her gentle and charming big sister look was really hard to resist. The action of tucking her hair behind her ears was enough to kill almost all creatures in the world who were not resistant to beauty.

"If I can make Mr. Devil not hate me," she said softly with satisfaction and peace of mind, "this agreement will be extremely worthwhile for me."

What on earth is wrong with this woman! Did she sign up for some kind of vixen crash course?

Ming Fuluo's temples were throbbing. She really didn't understand why Xin suddenly mutated into this state after she had only been away for ten days or half a month!

No... She might have always been like this, but she just didn't show it in front of him, or Ansir might have brought out her hidden true self.

Things at the Tower of Babel must be completed as quickly as possible... I absolutely cannot let that arrogant brat not understand the situation and be confused by this bad woman.

Thinking of this, Ming Fuluo glanced at Anser, then with an expressionless face, she gathered a hand from behind her back and secretly twisted Anser's waist.

Because this damn brat couldn't conceal his smile to some extent... He even said he was a veteran, but even a woman like this could scare you, are you still asleep?

Hey.

Although it was only a slight hint, Xin clearly captured the trace of sin that arose in Ming Furo's heart, which made her feel a pleasant jealousy.

And when this jealousy was combined with Ansel's gentle gaze towards her, the joy instantly expanded to an indescribable level.

Mr. Devil… is actually more satisfying than I thought.

Whether he is happy or Miss Doll is jealous, they are both so cute.

I really want to... I really want to see Mr. Devil being coaxed into happiness by me like this, and I want to see Miss Doll getting even more jealous, and getting so jealous that she loses control.

Ah, all this is for redemption, not for anything else. Yes, it is for redemption, for redemption of Mr. Devil and Ms. Doll.

Redemption... turns out to be such a joyful thing.

The saint, who was gradually addicted to this unusual pleasure, tried her best to maintain her disguise, and looked at Ming Fuluo, who was full of hostility towards her, gently and calmly.

Compared with these two women whose train of thought is becoming increasingly strange, Young Master Hydra, who is sandwiched between them and seems to... have no idea what they are thinking, looks like a harmless good boy.

Well... harmless to humans and animals.

Xin's little plan worked perfectly. The bet, which was actually just a bonus at most, was used in the most appropriate place. Ansel felt better about her, and Ming Furo had nothing to say. She could no longer look at her coldly and just disappeared.

——Anyway, in Xin’s own opinion, she was a great success.

However, although Xin had taken another extremely solid step towards success, Ansel's previous conversation with Ming Furo still made Xin extremely concerned.

Even though she was discovered every time, Xin never gave up sneaking up on Anser. She only heard the last one or two sentences of the conversation, which happened to pique her interest.

Anser was reading a book attentively, while Xin still maintained her habit of having no sense of boundaries. She just lay on the armrest of the big chair, with her long, silky gray hair flowing on Anser's legs, like a big, well-behaved long-haired cat.

"Mr. Devil." Miss Longhair Kitten suddenly asked, "Can I ask you a question?"

Anser calmly turned the page and said, "You usually ask questions directly. How come you have learned to consult my opinions?"

Xin tilted her head and rested her face on her arms. The softness on her cheeks made her look particularly cute and innocent. "Because I think Mr. Devil is not very good at answering this question."

Anser laughed heartily: "You'll have to ask to find out."

"That's true. Then..."

The Saint stared at the devil's profile with her holy blue eyes and asked calmly:

"Mr. Devil, did you let me hear those words on purpose?"

Anser's fingers, which were turning the pages of the book, paused in mid-air.

"I always feel that there are some coincidences." Xin blinked his eyes, "I just happened to hear something about God."

wow——

As the pages of the book turned, Anser's chuckle rang out.

"You have really grown a lot, Miss Saint, far beyond my imagination."

Xin's eyelashes trembled slightly. She was silent for about one or two seconds before she slowly said, "It's too obvious that it's the devil. Although I... still can't see the essence of faith, my belief in God will not be shaken so easily."

Mr. Devil is still trying to shake my faith in God, so cute.

The clueless look of Anser doing useless work caused waves of joy to surge under Xin's calm expression, further diluting Mu's warning to her.

Mr. Devil... He's not that dangerous actually.

Even if I reveal to him now that I already know he is seducing me, it doesn't matter. In fact, it's better this way.

Mr. Devil, you also taught me how to use unimportant truths to cover up really important lies.

Xin knew that this was the limit for the moment. Her alertness to Ansher's "seduction" was, at most, only slightly higher than her realization that the conversation just now was an attempt to seduce her.

If Ansel really wanted to guide her subtly, she was still unable to identify the right choice now, so instead of holding on to this vigilance, it would be better to let Ansel see his own... progress.

There has to be progress. As a teacher, Mr. Devil certainly wouldn't want to see me make no progress at all. Well... if it were Mr. Devil, it would be strange if I couldn't see any progress. It would be bad if I was found to be hiding.

Xin's eyes narrowed unconsciously, as lazy and harmless as a real cat.

Yet he was so excited and expectant...staring at his prey.

Ansher unconsciously put his hand on Xin's head and stroked it gently. Although the latter did not snoring as exaggeratedly as Xitana, he also made comfortable and gentle breathing sounds.

Your emotional management is much worse than I thought, Miss Xin.

He looked at the woman lying beside him with a very gentle gaze, but the latter was completely unaware of the pity in his gaze and was still immersed in the satisfaction and desire that was extremely new to her.

I have never felt any emotion that can truly be called "satisfaction" in my own salvation... After all, if you carry out salvation based on personal feelings and desires, your bishops will have a headache.

The devil's touch on Xin's head was delicate and gentle. Any woman who had feelings for Anser would be moved by this touch. And the only thing that made Xin, who was unaware of these external senses, breathe that way was the twisted pleasure that was growing in her heart.

That's why you are like a child who is carried away by success.

The feeling of his fingertips sliding across Xin's skin was fed back to his brain. The delicate and tender feeling that made his tailbone numb made the smile on Anser's face carry a deep evil.

Children who get carried away by success need a valuable lesson.

Ansel really wanted Xin to grow, so he couldn't let Xin be carried away by the current victory and happiness.

She was a little too happy, and she overestimated herself. Well... after all, it was a memorable victory, and if Ansel did not expose her in every conversation, the sense of accomplishment and happiness she got from this concealment would continue to accumulate.

Being motivated is a good thing, but being overconfident is not.