The villain's way to tame the protagonist

And the little kid in her family who never worked and seemed to just hang out in Donggang every day provided her with the most crucial help at this time.

"There is some unknown contradiction within the revolutionary army..."

In the huge alchemy workshop, the green flames that occasionally gushed out of the furnace made the air extremely hot and scalding. The roar from the operation of the machinery made people's eardrums hurt. In this place that was not a place for humans to stay, Ming Furo showed a rare look of excitement.

She stared at the clues she had listed on the screen in front of her and slowly exhaled.

Ming Furo was not good at interrogating intelligence, but this time she did not ask Ansel for help. After realizing that this was a more important breakthrough, she focused her energy on the only surviving revolutionary army.

The young man code-named Haiyan was still very stubborn, so Miss Ming Fuluo, who was an efficiency-oriented person, took an hour to learn the art of truth that she had never been exposed to before, and soon got everything she wanted.

——Although she said that she would empty the other party's brain and soul if they did not cooperate, the information feedback rate of searching the memory was too low. Ming Furo would not do such an inefficient thing.

After being released by Anser, they really intended to go back directly, but after cautiously contacting Leng Yu, the leader of the revolutionary army gave them a very...unacceptable answer:

Continue to stay in Donggang and continue their mission.

When Ming Fuluo heard Haiyan say this like a zombie, she doubted for a moment that the mantra she had learned for an hour was not good enough.

But the fact is that it proves...that Leng Yu really doesn't want the revolutionary army to win.

Although the emperor doesn't care, the revolutionary army that can take root and grow throughout the empire cannot be completely useless. Ming Furo has entered the Forest of Death several times and only detected their traces, and her prediction of their marching speed also comes from this.

Lord Leng Lu obviously thought so too - in order to prevent Ming Fuluo from being unable to judge the time of the arrival of the revolutionary army, he directly and extravagantly sent a small team of elite soldiers to remind Ming Fuluo that they would be arriving soon.

They might even have to stay to make sure Ming Fuluo believed that the revolutionary army was really about to arrive at Donggang. It was even possible...

"It's possible that you are rejecting Anser's kindness."

Ming Fuluo, with her arms crossed over her chest, glanced at Haiyan, who was tied up next to the furnace, looking dazed and ashen, and then returned her gaze to the light curtain.

As the screen flashed, it showed all the information about Leng Zhuo that Ming Fuluo had collected through her own ability.

As one of the original founders of the Revolutionary Army, Leng Yu is estimated to be over a hundred years old. He is proficient in the three elements of [Cold], [Wind], and [Life]. Fifty-seven years ago, he fought a great battle with the then Grand Duke of Gray Tower in the North. Although he was slightly defeated, he successfully saved Rongshan, one of the former commanders of the Revolutionary Army, who was burned to death on the spot by Ivora.

In the following decades, he moved around the empire and news about him gradually became less and less. It seemed that he had turned to behind the scenes to train talents for the revolutionary army.

From the known information, Leng Yu did not exercise dictatorial command over the revolutionary army due to his seniority and age. Was it because he did not have the power to completely suppress other commanders, or was it because he had no desire for this power... Ming Fuluo was more inclined to the latter.

So the question is - a man who built a new world with his own hands, worked hard for it, and continued to contribute to it until his old age. It is not an exaggeration to say that he dedicated his entire life to it, why would he watch the organization he built with his own hands destroyed in this crucial war?

As long as they could find the key and hold decisive evidence that the revolutionary army could believe, then, not to mention causing the New World to collapse, at least destroying their offensive would be no problem.

It seems that there is no way to do this, because the last remaining revolutionary army is just an unlucky guy who is going to die. How can he know what Leng Zhu's situation is? He might even think that he died gloriously.

But Ming Fuluo knew who the clue was and knew which big fish Anser caught using these baits.

"Lian De Deep Blue..."

Looking at the large amount of information about Lian De projected on the screen, Ming Fuluo narrowed her eyes slightly: "Whose side are you on?"

The remaining traces of ether in the safe house came from the magic of the Deep Blue Family. The surging quality of ether proved that this was not the work of an ordinary person. Only the currently popular head of the Deep Blue Family could do it.

Lian De captured these revolutionary troops... Very good, no problem. Ming Fuluo also reflected on the fact that she was too anxious at the time. It was normal for Lian De to notice something strange and think that there might be revolutionary troops entering Donggang.

She could search for them, or even capture them herself, but the only thing she shouldn't do was... kill them.

If Lian De stood on Donggang's side, he would definitely keep these revolutionary soldiers. Whether they were tortured for intelligence, used as hostages, or even sent back as human bombs after brainwashing, it would be more useful than killing them.

As the Grand Duke of Shenlan, Lian De Shenlan had no reason to kill those revolutionaries - even if she wanted to kill them, she could just take them away, do what she needed to do and then kill them. After all, no one knew that she, as a grand duke, would personally go out to capture the revolutionaries.

Unless she knew that someone else was looking for the Revolutionary Army.

Unless she doesn't want me to find this group of people, and doesn't want me to find the revolutionary army's flaws through them.

"I completed the Deep Blue Family's inherited promotion ceremony at the age of five, became a second-level extraordinary at the age of seven, third-level at the age of thirteen, fourth-level at the age of seventeen, and fifth-level at the age of twenty-five."

"'Talent, awareness, will, courage... In the entire empire, there are very few people of her age who can match her. Even if we look back a hundred years ago, Lian De was a first-rate person, an aristocrat among aristocrats.'"

Ming Furo whispered what the previous Grand Duke of Deep Blue had said about her daughter at a banquet. Her gorgeous purple eyes were filled with contempt as she looked at the legendary life of the current Grand Duke of Deep Blue.

"A noble among nobles...haha."

"You are the biggest flaw, great noble."

Ming Furo would not think this was a coincidence. Ansel's guidance and the basis in reality all pointed to one thing - Lian De... was helping the revolutionary army.

Everyone knows that Mingflora Zeger is a genius. Everyone in the Tower of Babel knows it, the dignitaries throughout the empire know it, Lian De knows it, and Xin knows it too.

But except for Anser and Erion, no one has a real idea of ​​the weight of the title on Ming Furo's head.

It was as if Lian De didn't think that anyone could remember her spellcasting characteristics based on just one almost crushing battle, and it was as if Xin didn't think that Ming Furo could use this clue to lock on Lian De as the real target.

No matter how much the legend of Lian De Shen Lan boasts of the glory of the nobility, he is destined to be a hero... No, it is just an insignificant little story in the more magnificent life of Ming Fuluo Zeg, the head of the Abyss.

However, although she found the key to breaking the deadlock, Ming Fuluo's mood fell into deeper depression after a brief moment of joy.

"The Grand Duke of the Empire is colluding with the Revolutionary Army, but the leader of the Revolutionary Army is betraying his beliefs... Heh."

After coming to Donggang, Ming Fuluo's understanding of this world, this society, and the human species is updated every day.

She suddenly understood why she was qualified to be a hero. If she was really like Ansel said, and had wandered in the world for years or even decades after losing the Tower of Babel, perhaps she could really be reborn.

But now Ming Fuluo did not have any feeling of being reborn. She only felt endless confusion and endless... tiredness.

Struggle, the never-ending struggle.

The infighting among the powerful destroyed all efficiency. Even if it had nothing to do with power and interests, they would still fight, not to mention the many "aristocratic codes" that Ming Furo thought were meaningless.

The two parties with different ideologies started a war at the expense of innocent people. The funny thing is that the two parties with different ideologies can't even manage their own internal affairs. It's bad enough that the nobles of the bloated and huge East Port were still numb and sluggish when the war came, and the revolutionary army in the name of "New World" was even experiencing unknown internal strife, which was even more ridiculous.

Absurd human beings, absurd war.

But she has no ability to solve all of this. All she can do is to protect everything that is fragile as much as possible under steel. But how can steel change such absurdity?

Even if it wasn't for Anser...she wouldn't even be able to protect these people with steel.

Even though she told Anser again and again that this was her war, even though Anser patiently said again and again that he would not really intervene, but every time... every time Anser's help was indispensable to Ming Furo. Even if one of them was missing, she would be doomed to fail in this war.

Ming Fuluo is not afraid of failure, what she is afraid of is... being powerless.

She silently let the light curtain dissipate, turned to look at the half-dead young revolutionary, and threw a ball of water at him.

"You're not dead, are you? I still have some questions for you."

"...Then why don't you just continue to use the Word of Truth?"

The young man codenamed Haiyan raised his head and pulled the corners of his mouth with difficulty: "A big shot like you doesn't need to waste your time on me."

Ming Fuluo didn't look at him, but at the still burning furnace. The blue flames reflected in her pupils were like the upcoming... meaningless war.

"Do you really want to stay?" she asked.

"..."

Haiyan was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head and remained silent.

He was like this when Ming Fuluo asked him questions at the beginning. Miss Scholar saw that he had no intention of cooperating and there was no expression on his face illuminated by the firelight. She untied Haiyan's restraints and said indifferently:

"Go away, you are useless now."

——Of course he is not useless. Ming Furo placed a unit of Nidhogg on him for monitoring. When he reports the situation to Leng Xi, Ming Furo will know what is going on with Lian De.

As for the question just now, it was just a spur of the moment question, and I didn't expect this guy to answer it -

"I didn't want to stay."

Haiyan lowered her head and said, "If there is a chance, I don't want to die here."

"…but you stayed, all of you stayed."

"It's Lord Leng's order." The young man coughed twice and murmured weakly and dazedly, "We have no reason to refuse."

"But I really don't want to... die here like this, and I don't want to be let go by the young regent again."

Although from a practical point of view, Leng Xi already understood Ansher's meaning, and their words were indeed conveyed, but if they can survive, who would want to die?

Being caught and then released by the enemy is both lucky and shameful. People in this era have never experienced a real war. The more the struggle is caused by ideas, the more the weight of ideas is greater than the cold game of actual interests.

"I should be able to do it... I want to do more. I want to see that cruel princess die in the most miserable way, I want to see the nobles lined up on the gallows, I want to see my brothers and sisters... have enough food and warm clothes from now on."

They can die, they can sacrifice themselves to defeat an invincible enemy, they can face destruction to protect those who should be protected, and they are even willing to become sacrifices in exchange for a chance of victory. Their standing here means that they are all prepared to die.

But in the dungeon, the words of the young regent did shake their minds. If possible, they certainly wanted to see the tyrannical princess of Ivora die miserably while alive, rather than die in this war that has not yet begun.

Or in other words, no one in this world exists to die.

No one really wants to be part of the war, let alone become a destined victim.

Unfortunately, they have no choice.

Ming Fuluo could tell that they had no choice.

Extraordinary people all face the despair of having no choice, so what kind of life do ordinary people living in this world live?

"If it's Anser..."

She whispered softly: "You will never be sent to die, even if it is me..."

Ming Fuluo suddenly fell silent.

She took off her glasses, stared at the face reflected in the lenses, then turned to look at the raging fire in the furnace, as if her own figure was in it.

"Why don't you leave?" she said suddenly.

Haiyan hesitated for a moment, but finally staggered out of the alchemy workshop.

Ming Fuluo knew that he would not leave...even if he left, he would come back in the end.

This young man is destined to die in Donggang, perhaps during the war, perhaps tomorrow, or perhaps shortly after leaving here.

The war would kill him, he didn't want to die, but he had no choice.

Ming Fuluo had no sympathy for the young man, just as she never sympathized with the materials in the melting pot. She just felt that this melting pot... shouldn't be like this.

The purpose of fire is to burn away impurities and refine purity, not to bring about ruthless destruction.

Every material sent into the furnace and buried in the flames should be given an incomparable new life, rather than having everything that exists destroyed in the tormenting fire.

Ansher wants her to do what she thinks is right, but Ming Fuluo herself doesn't know what is right.

Faced with countless wrong things, how can we find the only right thing?

Ming Fuluo closed her eyes, and the blazing fire went out.

"Do you think you have already won? You still have time to think about these things."

She murmured softly, then opened her eyes. The gorgeous purple was clear and bright, as if it could see through everything.

Now is not the time to think about the philosophy of life, to summarize and reflect... After the war, there will be plenty of time.

Lian De is the key to breaking the impasse, but what Ming Fuluo wants is definitely not just for the Revolutionary Army to cut off this internal support.

Since there is no way to ensure that the entire Donggang can be armed, Ming Furo can only continue to pursue perfection in other aspects.

Lian De Shenlan is selfish, hypocritical, and arrogant... He is a typical aristocrat, and his weaknesses are obvious.

——She could never accept losing everything she had as a noble.

Ming Furo didn't want Ansher to be involved anymore, so she planned to use other methods to make Lian De realize his current situation.

"Since we are close friends... then we should get together more often. I just don't know... if you can continue to shamelessly criticize your friends in front of me."

Ming Fuluo whispered so, and her delicate fingertips flickered with a faint pure white light.

Chapter 6: The Saint's Daily Progress (K)

Ming Furo came to the church where Elalo lived in seclusion, but found an unexpected person here.

Ming Fuluo, who was standing at the door of the church, frowned and cast a look of displeasure at the holy figure: "This is not the place you should come to."

"This is a church, a place to pray to God, or... to seek salvation. So why can't I be here, Miss Doll?"

The woman in the white thorn robe turned around, her expression calm and her voice ethereal, but Ming Fuluo vaguely felt... she seemed to be undergoing some indescribable transformation.

There seemed to be something unknown and profound in those holy blue eyes, but now it seemed that she was still the supreme saint in the Church of the Holy Alliance.

"Do you really think there's nothing wrong with you being here, or are you pretending to be stupid?"

Ming Fuluo's disgust was palpable: "Does torturing your victims make you feel more fulfilled about what you do?"

Xin, like the hypocritical egoist Lian De, is the culprit who caused Ella Luo to fall into his current miserable state. In Ming Furo's opinion, the blow that Xin, the ridiculous saint, brought to Ella Luo must have been much greater than that of Lian De.

She could not understand Xina's inexplicable logic, nor could she accept this woman's trampling and disregard for the dignity of believers.

"Miss Doll, do you have any misunderstanding about me?"