The villain's way to tame the protagonist

However, in the eyes of others, everything seemed to be just as Mr. Devil said... Was this also Mr. Devil's plan? But why did he do this?

"It is not up to you to decide what the truth is, Miss Saint."

Anser chuckled and said, "The so-called fact is - oh, are you finally done with that matter over there?"

Hydra did not continue to tell Xin what the truth was, because the Ouroboros bracelet on his wrist had already emitted countless iron-gray particles. Miss Ming Furo, who had left Donggang for some time, returned to Anser in a flash.

"I have finally finished dealing with everything that needed to be dealt with. It was really troublesome. The revolutionary army was..."

Before her body was fully condensed, Ming Furo had already started complaining to Anser, but when she realized the environment she was in, her words suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Ansel looked at her strangely.

"Why don't you tell me what's going on now?"

The dueling arena was not large, but there were many nobles in the audience witnessing the duel. Most of them subconsciously cast their eyes on Ming Furo who appeared out of nowhere. In public, especially in front of Anser, the scholar lady, who paid more and more attention to her image, was now halfway through restoring her original petite figure.

"You didn't ask me to remind you."

She stared at Anser expressionlessly: "Do I need to remind you of this kind of thing?"

Being willful is a woman's privilege, but many women don't use it well. However, Ming Fuluo did a good job, because although she said such willful words, she still appeared in her petite and complete form.

The scholar lady floating beside Anser glanced around Anser and said, "Why is there only one chair?"

His Royal Highness the Regent, who was known for not being interested in women because he had never had an affair since taking power, patted his thigh with a bright smile.

"..."

The corner of Ming Furo's eye twitched, but after looking at the full house of nobles in the duel arena, she still sat on Ansel's lap with a cold face.

None of the nobles dared to continue looking at her and Anser, for fear that the Mechanical God Yuanliu would shoot lasers from his eyes and explode them.

"So, what's going on?"

Ming Fuluo, who was leaning on Anser's arms, said coldly: "What are those two idiots doing?"

"Didn't I tell you last night?" Anser naturally put his arm around Ming Fuluo's waist, "If you put two beasts in the same cage, one of them will die."

Ming Fuluo was silent for a moment, then shook her head: "I don't believe they would be so stupid... to fight for meaningless power at this juncture."

Anser was slightly surprised: "A Luo seems to have confidence in them."

"It's not that I have confidence in them. As long as they are normal people with thinking ability, they should know when to do what."

Ming Furo held Ansher's wrist. Although she looked calm, her consciousness was already flowing in the central nervous system. The entire defense system of Triumph Port City was under her control. With just a thought, Ming Furo could activate the ether cannon on the city wall, hundreds of floating cannons, and many more alchemical equipment with different functions.

It is no exaggeration to say that now, she is the real ruler of this territory. As long as Ming Fuluo is willing, the entire Triumph Port City will be transformed into a cage of despair, and the life and death of anyone living in this city depends on her thoughts.

But Ming Fuluo never thought of taking advantage of others to do things that seemed stupid and meaningless to her. What she wanted to do and what she had to do from the beginning to the end was just pure protection.

Anser held Ming Fuluo's hand that was touching his wrist, and comforted her gently: "I hope so."

Ming Fuluo temporarily finished debugging and turned her attention back to the upcoming duel. She looked at the not-so-big duel arena in front of her and frowned as she asked, "Do they really have to fight in a place like this? Do they like being treated like monkeys and watched by others?"

"That's not right. This is a sacred occasion for the three major families of Donggang to resolve disputes."

Anser explained considerately, "Each family's core city has such a duel arena, which is to provide a final solution for the members of the three major families who cannot reach an agreement."

"Resorting to force?" Ming Fuluo whispered in disgust, "Shallow and boring."

"No matter how shallow and boring it is, it's better than being chaotic, isn't it?"

Anser seemed to approve of this approach: "Don't forget what I told you, Luo, that in terms of order, Donggang is the best region in the entire empire. Even if this duel witnessed by many nobles is rough, it can at least be called fair among the countless conspiracies and intrigues of the nobles."

"If we don't force them into a duel..."

His Royal Highness the Regent said nonchalantly, "Who knows what else they can do."

“…forced onto the field?”

With her understanding of Anser, Miss Ming Fuluo keenly grasped the key words. Her eyes narrowed slightly: "What do you mean by forced to the field? Did you push for this duel, Anser?"

"What are you talking about?" Anser said in extreme surprise, "I'm not interested in beast fighting, why do you force them to duel?"

"I see."

Turning around and seeing Anser's expression, Ming Fuluo knew what was going on: "It was definitely you who did it."

His Royal Highness the Regent could only sigh helplessly: "You have a very deep prejudice against me, Luo."

"This is called objective cognition." Ming Fuluo emphasized, "And prejudice...what is prejudice? Do you think I am dissatisfied with you for doing this?"

Anser blinked: "No?"

thump—

Miss Scholar punched Anser expressionlessly: "You still say it's not you."

The latter raised his hands in pain and surrendered, begging for mercy: "A Luo, you said you are not angry."

"I'm not angry at what you did."

Ming Fuluo raised her head and stared at Anser with a cold look that said, "You are such an annoying kid." "But you had a deep prejudice against me just now."

"You have so little confidence in me that you think I won't support you?"

As she said this, she reached out and rubbed the place where Ansel had been hit by her.

Ansher was stunned for a moment, then his eyes and smile softened. If any noble dared to watch his interaction with Ming Furo at this moment, he would probably have his eyes gouged out.

Who would believe that His Royal Highness the Regent would have such a youthful expression?

"Aluo, you said it yourself. Anyone who's still causing trouble at this time has something wrong with his brain." Ansor chuckled and hugged Ming Fuluo tightly.

Ming Fuluo glanced at Anser, "Do you think I would think you are causing trouble for no reason?"

She paused here, and her tone was threatening:

"If you think that my understanding of you is so shallow that I don't understand anything unless you tell me... then you'd better be careful tonight, Anser."

His Royal Highness the Regent couldn't help but burst into laughter: "This kind of threat coming out of your mouth really has no deterrent effect at all, Luo."

"……roll."

Mr. Devil, who is in great need of redemption, is within reach; Ms. Doll, who is also in great need of redemption, is finally back.

Xin should have been happy. She felt that she should be happy because Miss Doll was very important to Mr. Devil. If she came back, it would mean that she would have one more way to influence Mr. Devil, or even defeat him.

But why...she can't be happy at all?

Is it because neither Miss Doll nor Mr. Devil looked at her even once from beginning to end?

Chapter 5: The Sweetness of Pain Part (K)

The protagonist did not keep the audience waiting for long. The new Grand Duke of Deep Blue, who had the greatest influence in the imperial aristocracy, Lian De Deep Blue, was already standing on the side of the duel arena close to Anser's seat. She was very calm, leaning on the Deep Blue family's heirloom weapon [Deep Blue] with both hands, and looking calmly at the entrance of the duel arena, waiting for the arrival of the other protagonist of this drama.

"Anser..." Ming Fuluo couldn't help but confirm again and again, "Are you really going to let this meaningless duel continue?"

"Your words will hurt the dignity of these two grand dukes."

Miss Scholar frowned. "What dignity do you have for a fool who still wants to duel at this juncture? I said, although I don't want East Port to be in chaos, if it were you, you would definitely have other purposes for doing this, so... why on earth do you allow such a meaningless fight?"

Anser rested his chin on Ming Fuluo's shoulder and said with a smile: "It seems that Luo is really anxious. Normally, you won't ask me for an answer directly."

"…Don't say that now!"

Ming Fuluo struggled symbolically, but when her struggle failed, she sighed and said, "Since you know clearly, don't let me waste time guessing."

She was indeed very anxious. The accident at the Tower of Babel was completely beyond Ming Furo's expectations. If it hadn't happened, her iron-clad armed forces should have covered two-thirds of East Port. Even if the revolutionary army attacked again, she was confident that she could easily quell the war.

But now, according to Ming Furo's estimation, it shouldn't take long for the Revolutionary Army's main force to pass through the Harel Fortress guarding the Forest of Death, but the defense system has not yet been fully deployed. She really doesn't have the mind or energy to waste time on such a idiotic fight.

Ming Fuluo's attitude was clear, so Anser didn't tease her anymore. He said generously, "Then I'll tell you directly - but if I ask you, Luo, you will be confused."

The petite and cool scholar said expressionlessly: "Then speak human language."

"This is not a matter of speaking human language. You have to know the whole story so that you won't feel confused. And with your ability, Luo, after knowing the whole story, you will understand why I have caused the current situation without me saying anything."

Ming Fuluo thought Anser was still teasing her, so she stretched out her hand and twisted his thigh: "I haven't been in Donggang for a while, how do I know--"

She suddenly paused, and then showed a thoughtful expression mixed with vigilance.

"You didn't... guess that this would happen from that time on, did you?"

"It's just to avoid accidents." Anser shrugged. "This is my personality. Don't you understand?"

Xin, who had been trying to get in on the topic, finally found his chance and asked in a harmless and blank voice: "Mr. Devil, what did you do again?"

Ming Fuluo did not answer. Countless streams of light appeared on her glasses and in her pupils. She seemed to be in some special state. Anser did not embarrass Xin again and replied gently: "I didn't do anything. I just provided some insignificant suggestions to Luo's defense system."

"suggestion?"

"Well, let A Luo add a little thing to the steel fortress she wanted to build."

Anser tapped his bracelet with a smile: "You saw it yesterday."

Xin didn't really want to talk to Anser about this. She didn't want to talk to Anser about Mingfu, but in order not to continue to fall into the uncomfortable feeling of isolation from being excluded, she could only force herself to act curious and tilt her head slightly: "Are those things that fly around?"

"Of course not. It is A-Luo's most talented work, a masterpiece that even my father may not be able to achieve."

Anser gently stroked the soft hair of the woman in his arms: "Even I admire it, the madness called system."

In the defense system that Ming Furo originally planned to build, there was no such thing as a "central control system".

Because she originally planned to distribute the corresponding equipment to each territory and then hand it over to the city lord to control, allowing them to use these alchemical weapons to defend their own territory and people in war.

Ming Furo was well aware of the disastrous consequences that would result from interfering in areas she was not good at. She did not know what war was, nor did she understand the allocation and dispatch of resources. It was even more impossible for her to control the entire situation in Donggang by herself. Therefore, this "original plan" was actually very normal from her point of view.

Anyway, she will take back those alchemical weapons after the war and will not give the powerful people in Donggang any chance to use them.

But Anser suggested that she set up a system for this system... that could be fully operated relying solely on her personal will.

This was certainly not a difficult task for Ming Fuluo, but she could not understand why Ansel made this suggestion.

Ming Fuluo wants to protect Donggang and all the poor people who have suffered from this war, but she doesn't think she can protect everyone by herself. Whether subjectively or passively, when the war begins, everyone is responsible for their own life.

The idea of ​​a defense system was born. Ming Furo wanted to give power to those who needed protection so that they could protect themselves.

However, after experiencing Ansel's training, she knew very well the chaos and complexity of human nature. A piece of farmland could make people kill each other, and what would happen to a weapon that could take lives in the hands of an ordinary person?

So after careful consideration, Ming Furo chose to hand over the power to the city lord and the nobles - because she knew that no matter how greedy and brutal those guys were, they would never allow their territory and wealth to be harmed in the slightest.

As long as they protect themselves, they are trustworthy.

Ansel knew very well the root cause of Ming Furo's choice, and that was why he did it so personally in Donggang.

Correspondingly, after the things in East Port were over, Xitana was still waiting for him in the North, waiting for him to bring another equally important drama.

And what about Xin? Xin knew nothing about this. She only knew that all this was for Ming Fuluo again. Really... just for Ming Fuluo.

"So..." Miss Saint lowered her head slightly, "Mr. Devil, have you started preparing for Miss Doll's matter a long time ago?"

"Yes, it started a long time ago." Anser looked lovingly at the genius in his arms who could overturn the world. "A Luo has waited too long."

"..."

Xin stared at Anser's profile, looked at the expression of love that showed no action, and then looked at Ming Furo who didn't know what she was focusing her attention on. The dark emotions that had been surging in his heart suddenly calmed down a little bit.

It seems to be becoming... fake.

It’s not that Anser’s emotions are fake, but the moments when Anser expresses his emotions and the reasons for expressing his emotions give Xin a feeling that is... somewhat unreal.

Because although Anser said he wanted to help Ming Furo, apart from that experiment that sounded ridiculous, Anser didn't say how he would help Ming Furo.

Miss Doll's question has proved that Mr. Devil did not want to debug the system at all. Mr. Devil was lying to me. But if it was not this incident, it means that Mr. Devil never revealed the real reason from the beginning to the end.

Is he trying to help Miss Doll, or is he using Miss Doll as a cover to do something to me?

"Mr. Devil..."

She suddenly leaned forward slightly, over Anser's shoulder, her pink, moist lips just inches away from Anser's cheek, and her plump breasts wrapped in white satin almost brushed against Ming Furo's head.

Miss Saint stared at Mr. Devil and asked curiously, "Are you really doing this entirely for Miss Doll?"

Anser laughed in silence: "You question my sincerity towards her in front of Luo? Isn't that a bit rude, Miss Saint?"

"But this isn't the first time Mr. Devil has done this."

Xin tilted his head down a little, and moved his body closer to Anser, and that erect mass was also closer to Ming Furo's head.

"Using Miss Doll...didn't Mr. Devil do something like this not long ago?"

She was obviously referring to the brief chat between Anser, Ming Fuluo, and herself.

"At that time..."