The villain's way to tame the protagonist

"I am...wrong?"

Ming Fuluo was stunned by Lian De's words. She subconsciously asked back: "You actually said I was wrong——"

"Aren't you wrong?" Lian De interrupted her directly, "Ms. Zeger, you have made too many wrong decisions since you came to Donggang... I won't list them one by one here, I will only ask you a question-"

"Do you think that the main responsibility for the chaos caused by Ella's policies lies with her or with me?"

"..."

Looking at the silent Ming Fuluo, Lian De laughed: "You don't know, right? You don't know what to do. You always leave the decision to others, thinking that others can do better than you, but in fact... when you hand something over to someone, you have already made a decision according to your own standards and ideas."

"There is no reason. The decision to hand it over to Elalo was wrong, and Miss Zeger... you yourself have been making the same mistake from beginning to end, which is..."

"unrealistic."

It is unrealistic to want to save everyone's life in the war; it is unrealistic to believe that as long as the order is given, everything can be accomplished perfectly like an absolutely precise machine; it is unrealistic to think that you can take care of everything, but in so many things, you don't even have the courage to make your own decisions.

"You just need to... contribute your strength to His Highness Anser. Alchemy, creation... Just do these, Miss Zeger."

Lian De said calmly, "Anything other than that is not something you should get involved in."

"And those are areas where you should not, and I will not, give you the opportunity to...override me."

"…Do you want to prove that you are more right than me?"

Liande Deep Blue...how many things has she done?

Although she did make a lot of contributions to Donggang, she deceived herself without hesitation in the beginning and decisively and coldly destroyed her best friend. How much unknown coldness and darkness are buried under the so-called correctness in her words? This woman who weaves a spider web like a spider and then cruelly eats one prey after another, what qualifications does she have to say that she is... more correct?

"Your Highness Anser, I, Liande Deep Blue, swear to you hereby."

Lian De knelt on one knee towards the highest building in Kaixuan Port City, and his solemn voice echoed over the entire Donggang with the help of magic.

"As the leader of the revolutionary army, I will formally seize East Port and carry out your will, starting the transformation of the empire. If... you think I am just daydreaming, if you think I am just rebelling -"

She raised her head and declared proudly and resolutely:

"Then please bestow upon me the most cruel judgment!"

One minute, two minutes...

Ten minutes passed and nothing happened.

That indifferent and majestic voice did not come, and no thunder and fire descended from the sky.

Knowing that she had already been recognized by Anser, Lian De stood up with her head held high and continued her declaration:

"Your Highness's judgment has not yet come, and I am still here. Then, the nobles of East Port... I hope that you will also realize what is reality."

"Now, if I release the control over your respective castle defense systems, I will win this war. Of course, if you are worried about the Revolutionary Army's attack, you only need to release it for a moment and show your attitude to Miss Zeger. If you continue to persist, then victory will belong to Miss Zeger."

"Who is it, me who knows how to achieve real change, or Miss Zeg who is so unrealistic that she agrees to Elalo's absurd policy and doesn't care at all..."

"The choice is yours."

This is what Lian De calls war, a mature, correct war.

She did not threaten the civilians, nor did she intend to inflict even the slightest violence. She simply required all the nobles in Donggang who controlled the defense systems of their respective cities to disarm, so that Ming Furo could see clearly... what reality was.

One, two, three...

Following Lian De's announcement, the lords of each city gave up control of the defensive forces. Within ten minutes, except for the three major port cities that were still at war, all other cities expressed their attitudes to Ming Furo.

They chose Lian De, who even though he said he wanted to bring about change, was still a nobleman at least.

Rather than the "unrealistic" Mingfroy Zeg as Lian De said.

"This time, it's really over, Miss Zeger."

Lian De smiled at Ming Fuluo: "If I want to continue this war with violence, even if there is only one person willing to open the door to me, you will fail because of your unrealistic persistence, right?"

"Do you have anything else to say?"

Ming Fuluo's figure swayed, and she took two steps back. After a long, long time, she just said one sentence in a low voice:

"I...will confirm one last thing with Anser."

Lian De knew what Ming Fuluo was going to ask, and also knew what answer she would get, so he smiled and nodded: "I will wait for you here... Well, if you don't want to see me, then I will help you get rid of the remnants of the Destruction Faction, and you can leave without worry."

She had only said half of her words when Ming Fuluo disappeared.

The impractical scholar... wanted to get the truth from the only person who could convince her.

*

"It unfolds like a raging wave, and the twists and turns are like a rainstorm... and the actors are dedicated and perform brilliantly..."

Anser clapped his hands contentedly. "It's absolutely wonderful, don't you think? Miss Xin."

Xin didn't say anything. She hadn't spoken since Ming Fuluo used her as a breakthrough to connect Leng Zhu and Ji.

Anser did not ask any more questions, but just smiled and said softly:

"This drama is only one step away from perfection... a satisfying curtain call."

As soon as the words fell, the petite figure who looked indifferent and lonely appeared at the entrance of the hall.

She walked silently towards Anser who was sitting on the main seat step by step. With every step, she seemed to be thinking, thinking about today and everything that had happened during this period of time.

So she walked for a long, long time, probably because she still couldn't get the answer. The answer she wanted... could only come from the devil who directed this drama.

"She... is correct?"

Ming Fuluo came in front of Ansher and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Of course." Anser said without hesitation, "Ms. Liand is undoubtedly right."

"..."

Ming Fuluo subconsciously grabbed Ansel's arm. She didn't want to listen to Ansel coaxing her at this time, but she also didn't want to... get such an answer.

It's not that Mingflora Zeger can't accept her mistakes.

She is a scholar, and scholars care more about the distinction between right and wrong than anyone else, because only in this way can they go further and see a broader landscape.

However, this does not mean that she will be happy about her failure, because people's views on society are not simply studies.

It reflects a person's inner heart and cognition, how the world shapes him and how he views the world.

No matter what, Ming Fuluo didn't think she was wrong, because she had made many mistakes and was completely wrong.

She thought that everything could be sacrificed in pursuit of her ideals, but she was wrong. Some things absolutely cannot be sacrificed.

She thought that as long as she cast a miracle called extraordinary into the world, the lives of mortals would become happy and beautiful in the blink of an eye. She was wrong. Miracles always come with a price. The extraordinary may be able to bear this price, but mortals cannot.

So now, she was wrong again?

Is it wrong or impractical to want to protect innocent people from harm in this senseless war?

Why do both Huo Yao and Lian De, two people with completely different positions and views, say that they are wrong and unrealistic?

Why are both Huoyao and Lian De so absolutely convinced that they are right?

Why...even Anser said that Lian De was right?

"Not only is Rento right, but those revolutionary soldiers who are fighting to the death are also right."

Ming Fuluo was stunned. She stared at Ansel's face, not knowing what to say.

"A Luo, in this war, no one is truly wrong."

Anser gently held Ming Fuluo's cheek and stared into her blank purple eyes: "Do you know why?"

"I... don't know." Ming Fuluo shook her head with some difficulty.

"Because they stand in their own positions, their own environments, and their own boundaries."

"The revolutionary army of destruction has endured countless pains that you cannot understand. They have never received any correct guidance, and they do not have any talent. It is right for them to do this because they cannot find any other way to reconcile with this world."

"Lian De and the nobles made the right choice, because Lian De Shen Lan is a great duke with outstanding talents. She knows how to get everything in East Port back on track. She knows how to make East Port change step by step without causing turmoil. The nobles also believe that no matter how reluctant they are to accept the so-called change, Lian De is definitely the right choice compared to you who cannot be contacted or even communicated with."

Whether it is Huo Yao or Lian De, from an absolutely objective perspective, they both did things that were completely in line with their lives, selves, and beliefs... and were extremely correct under their respective conditions.

"Then I am..." Ming Fuluo murmured in a daze, "I am actually——"

"What are you thinking about, Luo?"

Anser rubbed Ming Fuluo's cheek vigorously:

"You are right, of course."

He leaned forward, his forehead pressed against Ming Fuluo's forehead:

"How can it be wrong to want to protect innocent people from the harm of war? How can it be wrong to want to bring change to the world with your own power? How can it be wrong to want everyone in this world to be happy with your talents and strength?"

Ming Fuluo also closed her eyes, feeling the breath that made her feel at ease, and the confusion in her heart gradually faded away.

No, actually it shouldn’t be called confusion, maybe it’s some kind of... hesitation.

She was not no longer confused, but she gradually stopped hesitating.

"They said I was unrealistic, a puppet living in a fake paradise you created."

Ming Fuluo gently hugged Ansher's neck: "I don't know how to refute."

"unrealistic?"

Ansher burst into laughter and touched Ming Fuluo's forehead. An extremely magnificent scene filled the scholar's mind.

That was a bird's-eye view of the entire Donggang, a bird's-eye view of the entire Donggang...after it was almost fully armed.

"A Luo, answer me."

Anser opened his eyes, his smile full of tenderness: "Answer me, is this unrealistic?"

"If you say that you, who worked so hard to protect everyone, could almost annihilate the entire revolutionary army by yourself and forced them to use such means, are all unrealistic... then what exactly is so-called reality?"

"But... the resources come from your support, Anser, and mass production is also the Tower of Babel—"

"Who created these things?" Anser interrupted her. "Who created these creations that are completely beyond their time?"

"Do you really think that with my support, anyone else could accomplish such a feat?"

"Great... career?"

Ming Fuluo murmured subconsciously: "My... great cause?"

Hydra smiled and shook her head. "Look, you have no idea what a remarkable thing you have done. Go and listen, A Luo, listen to it all."

The next moment, countless distinct sounds penetrated into Ming Furo's ears.

"Thank... Thank you, Lord Zeg. Oh my God! We are actually fine!"

"I even thought the whole city was doomed, but it turned out that group of thugs couldn't even get over the city wall!"

"Lord Zeg is simply a god! What kind of kindness and goodness could create such a great man!"

Admiration, worship, emotion, submission, prayer, and countless...gratitude.

"There really aren't any innocent people who died in this war, Luo. You have never been unrealistic. You have always been doing extremely practical things from the beginning to the end."

Anser held Ming Fuluo's hand, still resting his hand against her forehead, staring into her increasingly brilliant purple eyes, and proudly expressed his joy in his heart:

"Just like you don't understand why they think they are right, they can't understand you either."

"Because you can see farther than anyone else, because you have talents that are beyond their understanding and beyond this era."

"It's because they can't see your height, not because you are unrealistic, Luo."

Anser kissed Ming Fuluo's forehead: "If they say that you are a puppet living in the imaginary paradise I built..."

"Then let's turn their fake paradise into reality!"

He stared into Ming Fuluo's eyes, which had brightened up more than ever before, and smiled confidently and gently:

"Because I'll always be on your side, A-Luo."

A few seconds later, Ming Fuluo suddenly turned her face away in disgust.

"You are so old, and you still say things that only children would say."

Anser blinked: "You are so old, and you don't even have the slightest confidence in your abilities."

This time, Ming Fuluo did not refute, but after a brief silence, she couldn't help laughing.

"Yeah... I don't even have this much confidence."

She sighed, and whispered as if expressing emotion, holding Anser's hand tightly.