The villain's way to tame the protagonist

"Can you tell?"

Anser tilted his head slightly and asked curiously, "Miss Xin, didn't you tell me that you couldn't tell what the bishop was thinking?"

"Hmm? I'm not relying on God's power to see His Eminence."

Xin immediately lowered his head and looked at Anser with a faint smile:

"Are you using what Mr. Anser taught me?"

“Is it useful?”

“It’s very useful.”

When he saw the saint lower her head and shift her gaze to Ansel's face, her expression became visibly lively and bright, which made Mu feel a phantom pain in his heart.

He thought he had overestimated Ansher's viciousness and cunning, but who could have imagined... the degree of terror of this devil had long exceeded his imagination!

No... No, if this goes on, the Saint will... No, the Saint is already terminally ill!

Did she really...really know that she was fulfilling her duty as God? Did she really stay with Hydra just to fulfill her duty as God?

Xin didn't care about Mu who seemed to be in despair, but emphasized seriously: "So Bishop Mu, what I said just now was to protect you, because I can see that you are lying, and Mr. Devil who taught me a lot will definitely be able to see it too."

"...Thank you, thank you for your reminder, Your Excellency the Saint."

The corner of Mu's mouth twitched, and he was basically unable to control his emotions.

The culprit of all this put on a very generous expression: "Don't pay too much attention to what she said. Miss Xin is actually still ignorant in this regard... Ah, sorry, Your Excellency the Bishop should know her better than me--"

If Anser wasn't so impeccable in appearance and had a gentle and decent tone, this kind of words would be like a young boy mocking his future father-in-law - "Old Deng, I taught your daughter better than you did."

But in Mu's eyes, Ansher's image is ten thousand times more threatening than Huangmao's. He can ignore any appearance and tone, so his aggressiveness can be said to be at its maximum.

Even so, he could have still responded to this sentence cautiously, but... the saint lady who could even easily reveal the bishop's background to Anser, made Mu completely break down with just one sentence.

"Not."

Xin did not look at Mu, but bent down, lowered his head and looked at Anser, and said very seriously: "Mr. Devil knows me better than the bishops. Mr. Devil... knows me best."

Mr. Devil was quite modest: "How can I know you as well as the bishop of the church? I haven't known you for long, Miss Xin."

"But Mr. Devil knows how I should grow up, and he taught me a lot of things I have never learned. Mr. Devil knows what I need, and Mr. Devil wants me to... I mean, Mr. Devil must know me very well to teach me so many things."

Xin was still very stubborn. She emphasized in front of Mu that Ansor understood her better than any other bishop... Frankly speaking, if the person who said this was a little girl, she would at most be lovable like a child who lacked love. Although Xin was indeed just a little girl to some extent, her attitude and tone when she said this, as well as her identity and status, were destined to make Bishop Mu never feel sympathy for her because of this "lack of love".

Xin's long gray hair fell on Anther's legs, completely blocking Anther's face. From Mu's perspective... even if these two were not kissing, they could be seen as flirting.

"Your Highness the Regent!"

He suddenly raised his voice: "Let's...let's talk about Miss Elalo."

Hearing this, Anser smiled and pushed Xin's head away. The end of the latter's hair seemed to rub Anser's cheek lightly while swinging slightly, as if venting a little dissatisfaction.

"I'm looking forward to it, because if I remember correctly, Luo and the Saint Lady had asked you about her situation before, but you said at the time..."

"I don't know...please don't get me wrong, I really didn't know at the time."

It was unknown whether it was to prove that he was not lying or because he did not want to hear "Don't lie to Mr. Devil" from Xin again. Mu, whose face was already pale, emphasized: "Because I cannot forget any believer who was granted faith and grace by me personally. I can assure you with my own faith that I am not the guide of Ella Luo Osen."

Xin wanted to remind Anser that "it's not a lie", but Anser stopped him by pressing the back of his hand.

After all, Mr. Devil can see clearly that His Eminence the Bishop is now basically on the verge of exploding. If he continues to use Xin to put pressure on him and is provoked by fate... it is possible that he will really explode.

Ansel had not expected that this saintly lady could be so heartless and unrighteous. Although from Xin's perspective... she was actually just performing her duties and stating the facts.

Putting aside his satisfaction with Xin for the moment, Anser continued to show his curiosity about Elalo: "But you also said it was at that time, right?"

This sentence made Mu fall into a long silence. He no longer pretended at this moment. Anyone could see that he was weighing something.

"……Yes."

Finally, Mu nodded gently: "Not long after Miss Zeger and Her Excellency the Saint left, I realized who the bishop that Miss Elalo mentioned was."

He exhaled slowly and looked at Anser calmly.

"Well, that is to say..." Anser leaned his elbow against the armrest, without showing any anger or coldness. Instead, he smiled with interest, "The power of the church in the empire has never been managed by only one bishop. In fact... there is a second bishop hidden, right?"

"Is that really the case..." Xin whispered thoughtfully, "It's something I don't know either, Mr. Devil."

The Bishops are able to resist Xin's power, and Xin is unable to locate them most of the time unless they act on a large scale or are completely targeted by Xin.

In this case, Xin certainly did not know that the church had always arranged two bishops in the empire.

"Yes, his name is... Ji. In fact, he came to the Empire many years earlier than me."

"Ji... Oh, is this the only black cardinal whom I have never seen before?"

Miss Saint tilted her head: "It turns out that I have never seen him because I have been in the Empire."

"So Bishop Ji found Miss Elalo on purpose and gave her faith and opportunities. He also gave her a mission, allowing her to hide her identity as a believer for so long..."

Anser's mouth curled up, and he couldn't help but applaud: "This is really... getting more and more interesting."

"Your Highness, the Regent, Jita...has always been alone. Or, in other words, every bishop like him who hides his identity in the empire never chooses to show up, and only helps the church according to his own will and judgment."

Mu chose to confess and tried his best to explain the reason for the existence of the mysterious bishop: "Even so, no, it is precisely because of this that he knows his limits very well and absolutely does not have any dangerous crazy thoughts. It is impossible for him to want to threaten you..."

"No, no, no, don't be nervous, Bishop Mu." Anser smiled and shook his head, "I'm not here to accuse you. Didn't I make it very clear at the beginning? I just came to understand the situation, and now I just simply find it... interesting."

"You said that Bishop Ji made all the decisions for the church? In other words, he hid the chess piece of Elalo for more than ten years because at some point, she would be of great help to the church, or..."

He leaned back in his chair, put his fingers together, and said meaningfully:

"Just these ten years of hiding are already equivalent to helping the church?"

Mu just remained silent. His silence was understandable. After all, according to what he said, he really didn't know what Ji was trying to do.

"Bishop Mu, do you know what Bishop Ji is doing now?"

"I don't know." Mu shook his head. "I can only contact him very rarely, but even if I do, he will never tell me what he has done recently, let alone his public identity."

Xin stared at Mu for a while, and only lowered his eyes when he couldn't see any clues from his face.

"Hmm...I see." Anser nodded slightly, "Then I don't have anything else to ask...Hehe, I hope I didn't disturb you, Bishop Mu."

Mu glanced at Xin who never left Anser's side, and could only grit his teeth and respond, "How could you disturb me, Your Highness the Regent?"

"In that case, if there is anything else concerning the church, I will come to consult you again, Bishop Mu."

"We await your arrival at any time... Wait, Your Highness the Regent."

When Anser was about to turn around and leave, Mu suddenly asked, "Excuse me...why do you care about Miss Elalo? Is it because she has a bad influence?"

"Bad influence?"

Anser turned his head and looked at Mu, then said with a smile: "No, it's just for Luo."

Xin's hair was fluttering slightly as she turned around, and it fell naturally as her body suddenly froze.

"Yes, Luo actually admires Miss Elalo, but there are still mysteries about her that have not been solved. I don't want Luo to be hurt because of this secret, but now it seems... Although there is still no complete answer, it should not hurt Luo, so there is nothing to worry about."

"Is that so... Please forgive me for my presumption, Your Majesty the Regent."

"It's just a small matter." The young regent said cheerfully, "Is there anything else? If you have any, just tell me directly, Bishop Mu."

Mu hesitated for a moment, then cast his gaze on... Xin, who was standing still for some reason.

"If it's okay..." He closed his eyes slightly, "I want to talk to the Saint about some recent events. Do you need the Saint now?"

"Hmm? Of course not."

Anser's nonchalant tone made Mu sense that something was clearly wrong—something was wrong emanating from Xin.

"Your bishop wants to talk to you. I'll be leaving now, Miss Saint."

"……Um."

Xin lowered his head and responded softly: "I'll be back to you soon, Mr. Devil."

Anser laughed and rubbed her head casually: "Don't make yourself like a homeless stray cat... The church is your home, isn't it?"

After saying this, he left in a casual manner, and Xin's slender white index finger just brushed across the corner of his clothes without grabbing it.

"Your Excellency." After confirming that Anser had really left, Mu used divine magic to set up many boundaries, and then said solemnly, "I have something to tell you--"

"If it's Miss Doll..."

Xin still lowered his head and murmured in a creepy tone:

"If it was Miss Doll, would Mr. Devil say something like 'I don't need it'?"

"Saint, you..."

Xin slowly turned her head, but Mu could no longer see her face or her person.

All he could see was a moon entangled in thorns.

Furthermore, the thorns that had originally entangled the cold and bright moon were extremely dead, but now they were breathing like living things, and even... wriggling.

"Why is it... for Miss Doll again?"

Xin said this calmly with a calm tone, but to Mu, it sounded like an unrecognizable and extremely harsh noise.

Mu couldn't even recall what Xin said at the beginning. The saint's appearance was distorted into crazy and fragmented lines in his memory, and her words turned into inaudible noisy noise.

"Saint...woman."

The huge and powerful ether was rumbling. Mu covered his forehead with his hands, looking extremely depressed. He growled with great difficulty: "Do you know what you are doing... You are... betraying your duties and beliefs! Are you going to give up everything you have as a saint for him?!"

Xin's eyes flickered, and the Moon of Thorns in Mu's perspective faded a little, revealing her true face in the shadows.

"I know exactly what I'm doing, Bishop Dusk."

Mu could now hear Xin's words normally. He heard the Saint, who was already extremely dangerous, calmly say, "I also know Mr. Devil's purpose. He wants me to fall, just like Miss Elalo."

"You..." Mu looked at Xin in disbelief, "Do you know what he wants to do? You knew his purpose, why did you still -"

“Because this is the grind God has given me, and this is my mission.”

Xin's eyes unconsciously blurred: "Because it is this kind of devil... that is worthy of my saving."

Mu finally understood what was wrong with Xin.

This... is not simply a "degeneration". The saint who has reached perfection has completely deviated from the track they set!

"No...how do you have such a rich-"

Mu seemed to realize that he had said something he shouldn't have, and stopped talking immediately. Fortunately, Xin didn't seem to notice anything strange, and just stared at Mu, staring at the bishop who was supposed to be the closest to her.

But it was like staring at his enemy.

"You are the one who knows nothing, Bishop Mu. You have no idea how great it is to redeem Mr. Devil. This is God's long-cherished wish, so..."

Mu's vision became blurred again, and he saw the moon wrapped in thorns again, but at this moment the moon of thorns was larger and clearer than at any other moment. The densely packed thorns that wrapped around and blocked it were like... snakes from hell.

That indifferent and cold voice seemed to come from the sky, from a realm that no existence could reach. It echoed and reverberated thousands of times in Mu's soul:

"Stop hindering me!"

Chapter 5: Fish, Fish, Fish (K)

Anser looked comfortable as he sat on the coast enjoying the warm sun and sea breeze. After the duel, he had never hidden his tracks again, which made him look more and more like a person who came to Donggang for vacation - if one ignored the light screen projecting the picture in front of him, it was indeed the case.

"How's the Revolutionary Army doing?"

With his eyes half closed, Anser looked lazy, as if he was about to fall asleep in the sun.

A mature female voice with a slightly hoarse voice came from the shadows crawling at his feet: "The military strength remains intact... The revolutionary army has some strange spells and directly passed through the Forest of Death. If nothing unexpected happens, they will arrive at Donggang in a week at most."

"One week...A Luo really dragged it out long enough." Anser smiled and shook his head. "It's amazing that one person can force the entire revolutionary army to this point."

"Mr. Anser... Although I have already obtained in-depth intelligence on the Revolutionary Army, I still lack a lot of key information. If I just hand it over to Miss Ming Fuluo, will it be..."

"There's no need to be so euphemistic."

Anser opened his eyes slightly and stared at the sun hanging high above the sea, his expression still carefree: "Just say you're worried about Luo, do we still need those meaningless excuses between you and me?"

The voice from the shadows was silent for a few seconds, and then it let out a heart-stirring low laugh: "I am too slow, Mr. Anser."

Anser's shadow squirmed, and the spreading shadow obediently and tamely wrapped around Anser's calves, as if rubbing against them.

"But, don't you have confidence in A-Luo, Marina?"

Anser held up the side of his face and shifted his gaze from the sun to the endless Lost Sea.

"She has my full support."