The villain's way to tame the protagonist

Xin got closer to Anser. Although he had no normal physiological functions, his breath seemed to linger on Anser's cheeks and ears. "At that time, Mr. Devil wanted to induce me to do something. Although I don't know what it was, I felt Mr. Devil's intention."

Her eyes blossomed with a strange light that was not what a saint should have, and was difficult to describe in words.

The woman reached out and grabbed Anser's shoulder, and asked word by word: "Mr. Devil, you are using Miss Doll for me, right?"

"..."

Anser just tilted his head slightly, and he almost kissed Xin, so he could only maintain his current posture and asked with some amusement: "So, Miss Xin, this is an answer to my question yesterday? You want me to care about you more, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Devil."

Just above Ming Furo's head, Xin reached out and held Anser's cheek, with the tip of his nose almost touching Anser's.

Without any hesitation, she said shyly and confusedly, "I want Mr. Devil to care about me more and look at me more."

Ansel was stunned by her strong desire - he was not pretending, he really didn't expect that Xin's emotions would rebound so quickly, and so... violently.

However, Mr. Devil would not be disturbed by such a small accident. Instead, he directly made fun of Xin:

"You didn't talk as nicely as you do today yesterday. Didn't you just run away?"

"Because I couldn't understand the feelings in my heart at that time, I felt that it was a wrong choice to show such weakness in front of Mr. Devil, so I left."

Xin's palms and fingers felt cool and delicate, but compared to the touch, the feeling of facing those holy blue eyes might be more fascinating.

The Saint of Sin... indeed has a magical power that can make people obsessed. This may be one of the results of the efforts of the Holy Church for eight hundred years. However, most people in the world can only see a cold and clear moon of thorns. Only Ansor can appreciate her beauty as a woman so closely.

"So," he asked with a chuckle, "Now that you've sorted it out, you can understand that emotion?"

"No, not yet."

Xin shook her head, still holding Anser's cheek. For some reason, her voice became a little tickling. It was not only something she learned from the carnivorous women around Anser, but she also learned it on her own.

"But this doesn't stop me from telling Mr. Devil. I want Mr. Devil to pay more attention to me."

"If Mr. Devil could care more about me..."

She whispered softly, a dark light burning in her holy blue eyes: "Maybe... I can understand it."

Isolation, exclusion, and gap.

Ansel had used this trick on Ming Furo. He used Xitana as the object and created an existence that would make Ming Furo question and even become confused about her past and present self.

I have to say, this trick is very useful and works on almost any woman, especially a woman like Ming Fuluo who is extremely rational but extremely sensitive.

Xin was also fortunate enough to encounter the same treatment, but her comparison object was Ming Fuluo who was treated in the same way.

But the results obtained are completely different.

It’s not because Xin doesn’t have a complicated past with Anser like Ming Furo. In fact, in terms of the sense of gap, Xin’s sense of gap may not be less than Ming Furo’s.

But the problem is...Xin is not normal.

She is not a normal woman, and cannot even be called a woman with female thinking.

Because the church doesn't need her to have that kind of meaningless thinking, she naturally won't have it.

So, when Ming Fuluo, who was rational and sensitive but still a woman, was infinitely confused, entangled, fearful and expectant because of this gap, Xin reacted immediately after briefly experiencing a feeling that she didn't want to experience at all.

She wanted Ansel to continue paying attention to her, and she expressed such passionate emotions without hesitation, just like a baby crying because it doesn't want to leave its parents' arms.

Anser certainly thought of this, because he had already prepared a cradle for his beloved lamb so that she could continue to indulge in her sweet dreams, but he didn't expect...

I didn't expect it to be so enthusiastic.

Looking at the Saint Lady who was still unwilling to let go of his cheek, Mr. Devil felt a little confused.

I should... not have neglected some aspects. Is there any reason for her feelings for me to be so strong?

Anser was just confused, because although Xin's current performance exceeded his expectations, it was still far from being out of control, and everything seemed to be fine now.

Then it's time for another protagonist to appear.

So the next moment, outside the duel arena... a dark storm arose.

Storm is the power passed down from generation to generation by the Triumph family. They used it to cross the dangerous waters of the Lost Sea and reach the other side of the continent. They successfully opened up a truly stable route and obtained such a distinguished honor as [Triumph].

But this storm... definitely does not belong to the Triumph Family! Such an ominous sign, such crazy chaos, and more importantly, the surging power contained in it... Elalo Triumph, the Grand Duke who had almost no fame in the past and had not achieved much in the extraordinary world... definitely should not have such power!

"abyss."

Lian De slowly tightened his grip on the family sword, a sarcastic smile on his face.

"How ridiculous! Do you still want to distance yourself from the church? If you can't destroy the church, then destroy yourself?"

She did not disguise her voice at all, and pointed the blade at the sky, declaring coldly: "No matter what you do, you can't cover up your lies. End it all, Elalo. As your friend... this is my last gift to you."

"Die like a noble!"

"Destroy...yourself?"

A distorted and hoarse voice rang out in the clouds and storm. Compared to Lian De's upright speech, Elalo Triumph, who had no idea what had happened overnight, seemed to have gone mad.

"Don't make any mistake, Lian De, I'm here to... destroy you!"

At this moment, the moment he saw Elalo, Xin suddenly understood.

Fallen.

Miss Elalo's soul...is corrupted.

There is no longer any possibility of redemption. These are the most evil souls who must be judged and sentenced with the most extreme and severe punishment. There is no hope for them anymore.

He had clearly been redeemed by her, and was clearly about to sacrifice himself for the ideals and justice in his heart and become a glorious martyr, but now he was so madly pouring out endless resentment and anger.

The devil…destroyed her salvation.

But why, why...I don't feel sad at all.

Miss Ellalo's redemption was clearly destroyed, and Mr. Devil clearly caused such a good person to fall, so why am I... happy?

Xin's fingertips trembled slightly, and a hot emotion that made her weak was roaming in her body.

He said he was doing it for Miss Doll, but in the end, he was still using Miss Doll as a cover, so I didn't realize that he had corrupted Miss Ellalo.

However, Miss Elalo is just a test subject. The person that Mr. Devil wants to corrupt and destroy in the end must be... me.

"Mr. Devil..."

The Saint closed her eyes and murmured in a tone that she herself could not understand: "You are lying to me."

"I'm not lying." Facing the temptation of the saint, Master Hydra remained calm and held his scholar lady tightly, as still as a mountain. "I said it was for A'Luo, it was for A'Luo."

"Well... hehe, I know. If Mr. Devil wants to say that, it doesn't matter."

Or for... me.

The extinguished and burning fire in my heart began to burn like never before, even horribly.

You are using Miss Doll for my sake, Mr. Devil.

Xin had a lot to say to Anser, but considering her current situation and the facts she had to hide, it took a lot of effort for her to finally restrain the urge to pour it out.

Even if you want to make me fall and destroy me, it doesn’t matter, because I will definitely redeem you, Mr. Devil.

So, even if you have such bad, vicious, and sinful thoughts about me, it doesn’t matter, I will forgive you and help you.

As long as you stay like this, and stay like this...just look at me.

With this thought in mind, Xin began to savor the dark emotions that had just arisen from Anser's neglect and inattention.

Is that... the pain Mr. Devil was talking about?

Probably not. If that was painful, how could I be happy about that feeling now?

5. Two Similar People (K)

"That Orson... I mean the Grand Duke Triumph, what's wrong with her?"

The audience in the stands were whispering, all of them were astonished at the change in Elalo.

Originally, the direction of this matter seemed certain to them - as a role model for the new generation of nobles, Lian De would easily crush the stupid and blind Elalo and regain power in East Port, and the Triumph Family might even disappear as a result.

But no one expected that the Regent, who had already taken the entire empire into his hands, would suddenly appear on the scene. Therefore, whether it was Ellalo's sudden exposure as a "believer" or Anser controlling the strange device, the nobles of the entire East Port felt pressured.

If it weren't for all this mess, they could at least maintain their noble status and witness the most astonishing change in East Port in nearly a thousand years. But under the watchful eye of His Royal Highness the Regent, who would dare to sit here with the mentality of examining the future changes in power in East Port?

The final fight to the death - this is indeed as Anser said, it is the final solution passed down from generation to generation by the East Port nobles to solve the problem. In order to prevent the three major families from falling into meaningless internal friction, all the complicated and chaotic conspiracies and calculations are abandoned, and they return to the most fundamental power of the extraordinary to resolve disputes, so as to avoid any unnecessary and redundant losses.

Therefore, the spectators participating in the death match do not pay attention to the duelists, but are more inclined to discuss the meaning of the duel, each choosing a different approach, either cautious, radical, or hiding and continuing to use their power and authority.

After all, the end of disputes means the arrival of redistribution of benefits.

The nobles of East Port have solved many big problems in this way and avoided more trouble and destruction. They are very proud of the uniqueness of East Port's order and have become accustomed to everything that comes with this order.

Information...has been collected.

Ming Furo opened her eyes, and her gorgeous purple pupils swept across the audience seats on both sides. The nobles who sensed that cold gaze all froze, and quickly looked for their companions beside them to talk about the battle between Lian De and Ella Luo. The order of East Port and the restraint of the nobles were all thrown to the back of their minds.

weak……

Ming Fuluo withdrew that gaze that sent chills down one's spine and whispered in her heart expressionlessly.

The glory of the nobility and a higher level of order? It sounds good, but it shatters at the touch of anther. It's really... so weak that it's unbearable to watch.

Ming Fuluo was doing two things just now. One of them was to collect information about this kind of death fight and some secret ancient traditions of Donggang through the data system. She understood this pattern in a very short time and... approved of their approach.

Limit casualties to one person, use traditions and rules to restrain both parties, and because of the three-way confrontation, no party dares to bear the cost of breaking the rules, and Donggang has an extremely favorable geographical location and natural resources...

This seemingly old-fashioned duel is indeed very suitable for resolving disputes among the three major families in Donggang. The only problem is that their disputes... have never been big enough to gamble the entire family.

This duel was not based on this rule. She challenged Elalo to a fight to the death based on the imperial law and with the support of half of the nobles of the Triumph family.

And that is… the heart of the matter.

Ming Fuluo narrowed her eyes slightly, and subconsciously placed her hand on the back of Ansel's hand, stroking it gently.

Anser didn't tell me about any imperial laws. What he said was the traditions of Donggang.

When Ming Furo asked Anser why he was wasting time on such a meaningless fight to the death, Anser's only answer was "the final solution for the East Port nobles", but he did not mention a word about Lian De's attempt to plunder the Triumph Family in accordance with Imperial law.

So how did Ming Fuluo know about this when Anser clearly didn't mention it? This is related to the second thing she was doing at the same time. To put it simply, she was just... uh, checking the surveillance.

The defense system of Triumph Port City was the first to be built after Ellalo came to power, and it is also the most complete. Reconnaissance equipment is of course indispensable. This thing has already been equipped with an autonomous module by Ming Furo, and can realize automatic patrol without manual operation. In the original plan, the city lord only needs to be responsible for the fool-proof startup and recovery.

But under Anser's suggestion, Ming Fuluo, who was puzzled but would not refuse him, still added the central control system and naturally gave Anser the only authority other than hers. So it was only natural...

The control of this thing is in Anther's hands. It can be started whenever Anther wants to.

Ming Furo traced back the system data and found several reconnaissance devices that were directly activated after being loaded into the system and are still operating. She was just retrieving their reconnaissance records for this period of time from back to front, and then... she soon discovered yesterday's bizarre incident.

Anser was hinting that I should use the system to retrieve the truth that he had not yet told, which was...Lian De wanted to seize the Triumph Family in this way.

...No, that's not right.

It was not that Lian De wanted to use this method, but Lian De was forced to use this method to seize the Triumph Family under Ansel's design.

Combined with what Anser just said, it means...

At this moment, the entire duel arena suddenly became quiet for a moment.

Lian De, who was suppressed to the fourth level and fighting against Ella Luo, also froze. Only the already crazy Ella Luo ignored it. The violent storm cut dozens of wounds on his former best friend.

The abnormality at this moment was fleeting, and Lian De, who had already had the upper hand, fell into a slight disadvantage, but he quickly suppressed Ellalo again.

The sword that stirred up the deep blue waves and the dark dancing storm showed no mercy at all. The two women were intertwined with rage, hatred, and perhaps some emotions that no one could understand in their repeated collisions. If the world's top painters traveled here, they should be able to paint a very amazing masterpiece that will be passed down through the ages.

But unfortunately, no matter how surging their emotions were, they were insignificant under the gaze of His Royal Highness the Regent who was sitting on the main throne.

and……

No painter would be in the mood to paint when being aimed at by a huge cannon.

That’s right, the moment that made many nobles and Lian De himself stiffen was precisely because Ming Furo...directly awakened the sleeping steel behemoth on the city wall and aimed the muzzle of the gun at this duel arena!

Even Xin was awakened from his strange thoughts by her action. When he noticed the rage surging in Ming Furo's heart, Miss Saint instinctively wanted to take a peek into Miss Doll's heart. Unfortunately, Miss Doll's control over her emotions was perfect. After she reacted, the anger disappeared in a flash and there was no more ripples.

Anser pinched Ming Fuluo's cheek helplessly: "Don't make such a big noise suddenly, Luo, it will scare the people."

Ming Fuluo suddenly raised her hand, as if she was going to slap Ansel's hand away as usual, but in the end she just held Ansel's wrist and gently moved his hand away.

Ming Fuluo exhaled slowly, and on the city wall far away, the destruction that had not yet arrived and was still silent also turned back to its original direction with her breath.

"I am very unhappy, Anser."

However, what she said still made people feel uneasy.