The villain's way to tame the protagonist

Marina crossed her arms, rested her chin on her head, tilted her head slightly, and looked at Xin with a smile: "How does it feel to lose a friend? Is it good?"

Before Xin could speak, she chuckled and said, "Ah, sorry, I forgot - you didn't consider Xitana a friend anyway, so how could you be... upset?"

As the words came out bit by bit, Marina's voice became colder and colder, until it was so cold that it seemed to freeze the steam in the bathtub.

Xin stared at Marina for a long, long time.

Her plan failed just as it began... or even before it began.

This was an unexpected mutation, a devastating destruction. She and Hitana had just established a special friendly relationship, but it was torn to pieces by Marina who suddenly broke in.

If Ming Furo just generally hated her in Donggang, then the degree of dislike that Xitana had for her now... was probably only one level lower than "hating her to the bone".

This is really... the worst start.

So Xin was very confused, extremely confused, and there were many things that puzzled him.

"Do we have any deep conflicts, Miss Crow?"

After a long silence, the Saint finally asked, "I don't remember doing anything unforgivable and vicious to you. If I remember correctly, I have extended your life by at least two years, and this number may increase."

“Pfft…hahahahaha—”

Marina laughed happily. It would be very damaging for a woman to laugh out loud, but Marina's laughter did not have any affectation or sense of disillusionment. Instead, it made people more immersed in her mature charm that seemed to have some kind of magic.

"Miss Saint... Now, here, there are only you and me."

The witch held up her face and asked with amusement, "Even so, are you going to continue to disguise your true nature?"

"…I don't know what you are talking about, Miss Wolf."

"Really? What about the eye contact at that moment? When you looked into my eyes, you should have had the same thoughts as when I saw your eyes."

Marina put her shoulders into the bathtub and sighed lazily and comfortably:

"——'This woman is just as bad as me. She's unbelievably bad.'"

The crow's slightly hoarse voice echoed in the bathtub:

"We are the same kind, Miss Saint."

similar.

The collision between Marina and Xin when their eyes met was undoubtedly... a collision between the same kind.

They ignore the law, trample on human ethics, and stop at nothing to achieve their goals. They will do anything and don't care.

It's just that one pursues love and the other believes in God, but in essence, there doesn't seem to be much difference.

They are all bad women. When facing good girls like Ming Furo or Xitana, they not only do not feel inferior, but instead think about how to use their weaknesses to achieve their own goals. They are absolutely bad women.

"...You may overestimate me, Miss Crow." Xin shook his head, "I don't think I am the same as you."

"You underestimated me, Miss Saint."

Marina put aside her strong aggressiveness at this moment and talked to Xin like a close sister: "You have an amazing talent. Even Mr. Anser is willing to pay attention to you."

She looked at the extremely noble Saint with a half-smile: "Most of the time, I simply ignore good and evil, but Miss Saint can always believe that she is doing the right thing and never waver. It's really... admirable."

"So, how does this relate to what you said to Miss Wolf?"

Why do you want to ruin my plan?

"Because it is my duty, Miss Saint."

Marina stroked her delicate skin and whispered softly, "Ever since you served as a key springboard in East Port to help Miss Ming Fuluo achieve greater success, I realized your true role in Mr. Anser."

"Then you and Mr. Anser came to the North together. As for why and for whom, there is no need for me to emphasize, so... I am here."

Xin knew Marina's weakness, or rather, she knew the weakness that every girl around Anser would definitely fall into, after all, it was the same weakness.

"So you are acting on your own initiative." Xin's face was expressionless, "Because Mr. Devil did not instruct you to do so, and would not instruct you to do so."

"To take the initiative...?"

Marina first chewed on this phrase slowly, and then couldn't help but burst into joyful laughter again:

"Miss Saint, you are driven by that meaningless salvation, and you have the nerve to say that I act on my own? Do you know what the fundamental difference between you and me is?"

The shadow's tentacles spiraled up and poked Xin in the heart.

"Your salvation is not for Mr. Anser, but for yourself."

The witch's whispers echoed in Xin's ears: "But everything I did was for nothing other than Mr. Anser."

…My salvation is for myself?

Xin, who had not shown any emotion despite Marina's hostility, calculations, belittlement and contempt before, suddenly changed his expression.

Redemption is her duty as a saint and the meaning of her life.

Redemption is to spread the glory of God and to bring God’s grace to those who are trapped in sin and suffering to free them.

How dare this witch say... that the saint's salvation was for herself?

"Oh? Are you angry? I thought you were like stone, without any other emotions."

Marina's smile grew even brighter. "Great, that's interesting, isn't it? After all..."

"We will be together for a long time, dear Miss Saint."

Chapter 108: Accomplishments

"The snowstorm in the north has increased the difficulty of our attack. In addition, the two rebels have been rooted in the north for a long time, so..."

"I'm not here to ask for accusations, Digger."

Anser, leaning back in the big chair, looked gently at the extraordinary person in charge of guarding the fortress: "You can tell all the nobles who contact you this, and tell them that I am not dissatisfied with the current situation."

"Yes...I understand, Your Highness the Regent."

Digger was just a fourth-level transcendent who could barely be considered a capable general in a marquisate family on the northern border, but today he received the most exaggerated greetings in his life.

Anser arrived in the North. The speed of spreading the news was even more exaggerated than the transmission of intelligence during the war. The various dignitaries and extraordinary organizations gathered at the border of the North already knew that their Regent had had enough of playing in East Port and now had to officially turn his attention to the North and was about to start a head-on confrontation with Ivora.

All the bigwigs who were usually high and mighty were naturally nervous. Many of them wanted to visit Anser immediately to get even the slightest opinion about the current situation from His Royal Highness the Regent. But in the end, they reached a consensus tacitly - no one went to find Anser.

Perhaps he didn't dare to disturb His Royal Highness the Regent, or perhaps he felt... his performance was a little too incompetent.

In Donggang, Ming Furo formed an army alone amid internal and external troubles and with almost no chance of winning, and blew into pieces all the calculations of the revolutionary army and the church. Although the fundamental reason was that Ansel provided her with countless resources, no one dared to bring this matter to the table.

This made them seem somewhat incompetent, as they had gathered almost all the noble forces in the empire, but were still standing outside the northern border and procrastinating. Apart from repelling a few waves of attacks, they had no achievements.

——And the current record is basically achieved by Athena.

The poor leader of the fortress garrison may have received messages from dozens of great nobles, asking him in either gentle or solemn tones to try his best to find out whether Anser was dissatisfied with the poor progress of their work.

Anser was certainly aware of his situation, and there was no need to even tell from his stiff expression when he came in. The young Hydra knew too well the character of the vast majority of the nobles in the empire.

Therefore, Ansher generously unloaded Digger's burden as a small reward to the leader of the garrison. After all, he treated Sitana very well and even built a private bath for Sitana. If Miss Wolf was not satisfied with this place, she would not have regarded this fortress as one of her permanent bases.

"The increasingly severe cold currents in the north are indeed very troublesome. Ordinary low-level extraordinary people simply cannot march in such a snowstorm. The border fortresses that are frequently attacked by monsters also indicate that the monsters in the north are in riot for unknown reasons."

"For various reasons..." Even when facing an insignificant officer, His Royal Highness the Regent maintained his innate affinity, "It is a better choice to stay at the northern border. You have done nothing wrong, so there is no need to worry."

Hearing this, Digger was truly relieved, and responded with great respect and sincerity: "It is an honor for us incompetent people that you think so. To be honest, even in the matter of holding the line, we rely heavily on Lord Lance's invincible power. It is really... shameful."

Anser laughed happily. He enjoyed hearing others praise Xitana's power, just as he enjoyed observing people being amazed and shocked by Mingfulo's creation.

"Relying on Xi'er is nothing to be ashamed of, Digger."

Hydra stroked the index and middle fingers of her left hand and smiled: "That's just natural for her."

The weak obey the strong, the weak are protected by the strong, and the weak rely on the power of the strong.

To Xitana, this is a matter of course, which is why she unleashes unstoppable violence, tearing enemy after enemy to pieces on the battlefield.

Compared to Ming Furo who once hesitated, Xitana, who is also a descendant of the Western Country, stands at the other extreme - she firmly believes that her power can change everything. If not, it means she is not strong enough.

"...Yes, Lord Lance's integrity is obvious to all of us."

When Digger said this, he had no intention of complimenting her, because he had seen with his own eyes the monster who could tear a fourth-level monster in half with his bare hands, holding buckets of food and personally distributing them to refugees fleeing from the North. He had also seen her, who would smile brightly to the poor, brutally twist off the heads of aristocratic bureaucrats and throw them to the ground.

Privately, this group of people called Hitana different things. Some fearfully called her a monster, while others worshipped her power as if she were a god. But regardless of fear or respect, no one questioned Hitana's integrity, the simplest and most honest integrity.

——Good deeds will be rewarded and evil deeds will be punished, that’s all.

"However, I did come to the Northland to do something, and at some point, I will need your cooperation."

The "you" referred to here obviously has nothing to do with Digger.

The experienced officer naturally understood what he heard, but that did not prevent his heart from suddenly trembling, and the boiling greed made his throat gradually dry.

After all, Digger is not a lone wolf. He has powerful forces behind him. It is a great fortune for him to get a reasonable opportunity to meet Ansel. He did not expect... such luck could be even more exaggerated.

"Yes, Your Highness, the Regent, everything in the empire is at your disposal."

He tried to calm down, bowed his head with great respect and said, "We will definitely give you... everything we have."

Digger, who had completed the task in excess, left the room in ecstasy, while His Royal Highness the Regent, who had given them the opportunity, stared at the closed door of the room for a few seconds, chuckled, took out a thin book out of thin air, and began to read.

"Miss Saint." He suddenly said, "Do you think they made no achievements in the war in the north because of the raging blizzard and the monster riots?"

"..."

Xin's figure slowly appeared beside Anser.

She stared at the devil for a long time, then whispered, "Even though you have deceived me and used me like that, Mr. Devil, do you still want to continue teaching me?"

"First, I told you I was telling you the truth; second..."

Anser looked up at Xin, and with a warm smile that could make people fall in love with him, he said something extremely evil:

"Is there any conflict between using you and continuing to teach you?"

"Mr. Devil feels there is no conflict and can continue to do so, but has Mr. Devil not considered me?"

Xin stared at Anser's sea-blue eyes that seemed to be able to absorb people's minds and hearts: "Why should I accept the teachings of a person who deceived me, used me, and will most likely continue to use me in the future? His teachings are also a form of exploitation, right?"

Anser slowly turned his eyes away from the book.

He began to look at Xin, as if trying to find something from this face that looked like a masterpiece of God.

Then, the smile on his face began to brighten, it was a kind of relief... no, it should be said that it was an unexpected joy.

"I didn't expect that, Miss Saint." The devil was amazed. "Your ability to endure is far beyond my imagination. I thought you would be unable to recover for a long time."

As a saint who regards salvation as her mission and the only value of life, according to Ansel's expectation... after being accused of the sin of jealousy, she should be depressed for a while.

This is one of the necessary steps to break her dependence on God, and it is also an important step for Xin to re-understand the world and herself.

But she accepted the fact so quickly, and even reversely analyzed Anser's purpose and means - although it was neither complete nor rigorous, it was not easy to think to this point.

Xin has a stronger will than Anther imagined, well... or maybe his devotion to God is stronger than Anther imagined, which doesn't make much difference.

"You haven't answered me yet, Mr. Devil."

However, Xin did not continue the previous topic. To others, it seemed like he was avoiding the pain that he never wanted to recall again, the pain of being used by Ansel.

And this implied, subtle melancholy is so vivid and lifelike, and it makes people feel pity.

"Why should I believe you?"

"Then you don't have to believe me." Anser shrugged slightly, "You can leave now - of course, Marina's condition must be stabilized, and it would be best if it can be completely resolved, if you can do it."

Unlike his patience and gentleness towards Xitana and Ming Furo, Anser's words can be summed up in one sentence: "If you don't want to learn, get out."

Xin lowered his head and pointed this out: "Although Mr. Devil's attitude towards me is very good, his attitude towards Miss Wolf and Miss Doll is completely different."

Anser had been very patient in educating Xin, but what else was that besides "education"? In anything other than education, did he show the same patience and care that he showed to Xitana and Ming Fuluo?

Or in other words... for Anser, when Xin is with him, is there anything else he can do besides being educated?

Doesn't this mean that the so-called "learning" is actually just Ansel taking advantage of her?

Xin didn't say these words out loud, but she knew that Anser must know what she was thinking.

——Because Ansher wanted her to sink further into the vortex of jealousy, unable to escape.

Xin knew all of this, and he saw it more and more clearly.

Although the saint lady looked helpless and fragile, her heart was filled with long-lost joyful emotions.

The more Ansel wanted to make her jealous, the less likely she would be jealous... Although Xin was also very clear that she was indeed tainted with this sin and it was difficult to erase it, she knew that the devil's plan was half successful, but she was still happy with it.

It was precisely because of Ansel's constant attempts to make her jealous that the coldness and gloom that spread in Xin's heart gradually dissipated and was burned out by a ball of boiling and blazing flames. Whenever Xin faced Ansel's unreserved malice, the flame made Xin more thirsty, and she morbidly looked forward to the devil's malice... which was equivalent to caring about her malice immensely.