The villain's way to tame the protagonist

"Big sister... the priest uncles are all good people, please don't hurt them, okay?"

Sitana was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Do I look like a bad guy?"

This made the other people's faces turn pale with fear, except for the little girl. She was also very nervous and shook her head quickly: "No, no, it's... I feel like the priest uncle and the others are very afraid of you."

As she said this, she subconsciously glanced at the priest following behind Xitana. She seemed to realize that she had said something she shouldn't have said, so she looked more and more guilty.

"Only those who have done something wrong will be afraid, little sister." Xitana reached out and rubbed the little girl's dry hair. "But it doesn't matter. For your sake, I will let them go."

"Thank...thank you, big sister!"

Xitana pinched her cheek with a satisfied smile, then stood up and turned to look at the black-robed priest.

"You guys can even solve the problem of food, you guys are amazing, how did you do it?"

"This is all God's gift, Lord Lance." The priest just lowered his head and gave this meaningless answer.

Xitana looked at him for a few seconds, snorted and shook her head: "If you don't want to talk about it, forget it. I'm too lazy to ask. I only have one question now - do you plan to guard them until the wind and snow stop?"

"Yes," the pastor answered without hesitation, "no innocent believers will be harmed before we are exhausted."

"Believers... forget it."

Xitana frowned slightly after hearing the word "believer", but in the end she didn't say much. She nodded slightly and said calmly: "Then now, I will give you two choices."

"First, find someone to help you transport all these civilians away from the North, so that they can escape directly from this blizzard that will never end."

"Second, I will give you plenty of food supplies and ether crystals, and you continue to ensure their safety."

As soon as these words were spoken, both the priests in the church and the believers who didn't know what to do were all stunned.

Only the witch who was watching all this silently sighed silently.

You really haven't changed at all, Xier, and you are still able to cause trouble to Mr. Anser as always.

In Marina's opinion, there must be deeper reasons for the church to be stationed here. Even if this factor is put aside, since the church has been able to resettle the civilians fairly well and no crisis has occurred, there is no need for Hitana to intervene.

Because she has more important things to do, and completing more important things may save more people, rather than spending more energy and time on these current things.

How much trouble it would take to protect these civilians through the blizzard, and how much running back and forth would be required to provide them with supplies? Wouldn't it be better to use this time to deal with the Grand Duke's army? Wouldn't Hitana know this?

Of course she knew that, but she would do such a thing, so Marina could only sigh.

"Are you going to..." The pastor came back to his senses and became increasingly excited, "Are you going to help us?"

Then, Sitana said something that stunned everyone, including Marina.

"Let me make it clear first, I never said I would help you unconditionally."

The wolf's gaze swept across the exhausted civilians in the church, with a hint of pity emerging in his eyes, but it was quickly suppressed by increasingly mature coldness.

"In other words, I want to help them, not you, but there is no reason for me to waste my energy and time on you because I have more important things to do."

"…I can't understand what you mean."

"What I mean is that you have to prove that you and I are of the same kind. You, like me, really want to rescue these civilians instead of using them to do something shameful."

Xitana narrowed her eyes slightly: "So, I want you to help me do something, and after that, I will provide due help."

She subconsciously thought of the pitiful little girl just now, then rubbed her forehead and casually threw out a pile of ether magic crystals from the storage device:

"This is my sincerity, I hope I can see yours."

For Miss Wolf, being this cold and cruel is probably the limit.

"Oh, by the way, one more thing."

She faced the various looks of these civilians and believers. She, who had been very strong just now, clenched her fists involuntarily, as if she was nervous about what she was going to say next. But when she spoke, her voice was extremely sonorous and powerful:

"You don't need to know who I am. You just need to remember that I came here in accordance with Ansir Hydra and the will of the Regent."

"He was working hard to solve this blizzard, and he never thought of giving up on you."

Like he never thought of giving up on me.

Chapter 113: Correct

Compared with Hitana, who was looking for opportunities in the wind and snow and never forgot to clear the name of her lover, Master Hydra, who was drinking with the nobles at the banquet, seemed a bit like a heartless man.

"It's only been a short time...it feels like the empire has been completely transformed."

"Yes, those civilians who always like to complain about the bad things here and there have become much more obedient. At that time, I was opposed to many of His Royal Highness the Regent's policies. Now I think that I was really stupid and short-sighted."

"Hahahaha, that's not right. How can the vision of His Royal Highness the Regent be achieved by fools like us? It would be more correct to say that we cannot understand it."

"For the sake of the empire that has finally ushered in the dawn, the traitor who dared to be an enemy of His Majesty the Regent must be executed no matter what!"

In the banquet hall, nobles holding wine glasses were talking loudly to each other about the empire and their own affairs. Some talked with smiles on their faces about how better their territories had become in recent times, some lamented that the empire could finally be freed from the eternal torture, and some even expressed their desire to die on the battlefield of the decisive battle with Ivora.

However, they all knew very well what these nobles were thinking as they watched the people of the North being trapped in endless snow and wind across the border.

In a society where free will exists, no matter which world it is, fawning on superiors is a very despicable and particular thing.

Unlike the emperors of previous dynasties, their current sole ruler, His Royal Highness the Regent Ansir Hydra, is a man who is above vulgar tastes. He should be thankful that such purely flattering words, let alone being effective, do not make him feel disgusted.

But those who have been able to survive or rise through the millennium of the empire always have their own ways.

People always like to be recognized and praised. The lack of subjective demands does not mean that they will reject it. These nobles tacitly praised the empire's new look during the conversation, while at the same time stepping on the head of the nominal Crown Princess. Although they rarely talked about Anser, every sentence involved Anser.

In fact, even if they were to participate in a banquet held by the emperor, they might not rack their brains so much. However, unprecedented changes in the empire had indeed arrived. As rentiers, they had to use any means necessary to gain a foothold in this huge wave. Face was the most meaningless thing in these tests.

After all, everyone is shameless and no one has the right to laugh at anyone else.

As the protagonist of the banquet, Anser was sitting on the main seat, watching this farce which seemed a little funny because it was so clumsy.

"Mr. Devil."

"Ok?"

"Didn't you promise Miss Wild Wolf that you would solve the snowstorm in the north?" Xin tilted his head and looked at Anser with a puzzled look.

Anser took a sip of the expensive wine and asked: "What do you think is the solution to the cold wave problem?"

Xin thought about it and answered honestly: "I don't think drinking with them here will solve the problem."

Hydra chuckled, "But I said I wouldn't lie to Xi'er, right?"

"Yeah, so I wonder what Mr. Devil is doing."

“Some advance preparation and help.”

Anser put the wine glass aside and stood up. The nobles who had been paying attention to him soon quieted down.

"Xi'er may not use it, but with this help, her ideas can be better implemented."

Ansher said these words to Xin that sounded a little confusing, then smiled and clapped his hands, and the entire banquet hall instantly became quiet.

He glanced at the nobles who had put down their glasses, and his tone was still gentle without any sense of condescension:

"This should be the first banquet between me and the pillars of the empire. It is a bit hasty that it cannot be held in Hydra Territory."

No one spoke up to flatter Anser, perhaps because they all felt that doing so would only backfire, or perhaps no one felt they were qualified to flatter Anser.

"Although it was rushed, your enthusiasm makes up for this small flaw. I am glad that you are all paying attention to the future of the empire and know that change is urgent."

When the word "change" was mentioned, the nobles' faces were filled with respectful and humble smiles, but whether underneath these smiles were anger, resentment, or annoyance, was probably different for each of them. However, no matter how rich the expressions under these masks were, their resistance to the change that Anser mentioned should be the same.

"I think everyone has heard about the small competition in Donggang. Luo is a strong-willed person. It shouldn't take long for her to win against Ms. Lian De. I think it might be a good start to apply the experience she gained in Donggang to the entire empire."

"..."

The nobles who had put a lot of effort into managing their expressions showed obvious loss of control of their emotions for the first time at this moment. Some of them had twitching mouth corners, some had drooping brows, and some had tense faces. Although they quickly realized their gaffes and adjusted in time, it was enough to illustrate the impact of Anser's words just now.

What are the experiences Mingflora Zeger summarized in Donggang?

All of them were paying attention to Donggang, so they knew better than anyone what kind of incredible changes were happening in Donggang.

Her first order to the Eastport nobles was simple and straightforward - do your job well.

What is a good job? According to this genius scholar who pioneered the field of mechanical technology, although she does not understand how the political system works, she is sure that the current bureaucracy is extremely inefficient. She will not make rude changes without authorization, but efficiency must be improved. So... what is the way to improve efficiency?

The answer is surveillance.

Anyone in the political system, from lords to clerks, must appear at designated places on time every day to work and can only leave at the designated time. Their work process will be recorded in its entirety, which, in Ming Furo's words, is "clearly visible."

No one doubted this because she had demonstrated how to monitor the entire East Port and even kill others from a distance. As for the principle, there was no need for Miss Scholar to explain. The nobles of East Port only needed to know that from now on, someone would always be watching them.

And this is just the beginning. No one knows what tricks Mingfulo Zeger will play in Donggang.

This beginning was enough to make them angry.

What a joke, fixed time, fixed place, forced work, and under surveillance? They are nobles, rulers, not laborers locked in a dark mine. And even the laborers are not monitored the whole time!

What did that woman think of them? Slaves of the common people!

If this is the change that Anser mentioned, no noble would accept it, because today Ming Furo asked them to work under surveillance like chained dogs, then tomorrow she would deprive the family of their honor and dignity for any reason, and the day after tomorrow anyone could replace their status and power.

They must never be the ones being slaughtered, because as the slaughterers, they actually know better than anyone else how it feels to be slaughtered.

Anser's statement made the originally enthusiastic atmosphere of the banquet become gradually solemn. In Xin's eyes, the banquet hall at this moment was like a dance of demons.

Rage, greed, jealousy... countless sins are intertwined with each other, forming a picture of destruction that can be called hell.

"You seem to have said something terrible, Mr. Devil," Xin reminded.

"Does Miss Xin think so too?"

Anser responded in his heart: "Do you think my decision was wrong, just like them?"

"No, I'm just wondering why Mr. Devil could make them just say these two sentences..."

Xin looked at the hellish scene of demons dancing wildly again, and for a moment he didn't know what words to use to describe what he saw.

"They just feel like they're going to lose everything they have now."

Hydra, still smiling, looked at this world and the nobles of this era, and said to the Saint Lady: "But from my point of view, I have never thought of depriving them of what they have."

"They are just doing their job."

"Although I don't quite understand what Mr. Devil means, but..."

Xin responded softly: "I think this may not be a good choice."

Xin learned a lot from the lessons in Donggang. She understood that many things are not what you want them to be. The approach to implementing a certain goal may lead to very different results due to various factors.

People, this world, this society are made up of people.

She has the power to read people's minds. Individuals have no secrets for her, but she cannot control this huge group of countless individuals. Everything she did to target Ming Fuluo was simple point-to-point - as long as she did something to someone, Ming Fuluo would do something. There was no transition in between that could be connected and hidden, so Anser could easily use her and finally became Ming Fuluo's whetstone.

Even a seemingly insignificant thing can control a person. Anser can do it. Xin is thinking about how to do it. The answer she gets now is that you can't go against the group, because no matter what plan, you can't bypass them.

And now, Anser is going against the group. Even though Xin doesn't know what Anser wants to do, Xin feels that Anser, who is going against the entire group, is isolated and helpless. Being isolated and helpless means it is difficult to take a step forward. What can Anser, who is struggling, do?

Xin didn't know that she had accidentally begun to learn the laws governing the operation of society. At the same time, because she only had a vague understanding of everything, she overlooked a very important thing.

That is the normal social law, which does not apply to Anser.

"I know that it's a bit difficult to ask you to accept this right away. After all, this is an unprecedented huge change in the history of the empire. We have no one to learn from. We can only rely on ourselves."

Anser continued to speak words of encouragement, which made some of the nobles present have inappropriate thoughts.

"You are right, Your Majesty the Regent..."

Finally, a noble mustered up the courage and cautiously said, "You can still rule the empire for a long, long time. Since this is an unknown road, why don't we slow down and make small attempts first? Of course, I'm not saying that Lord Zeger is taking too big a step, but... I'm sorry, you should understand what I mean."

Honestly speaking, the nobleman's words were very decent and thoughtful. There was no questioning in them at all, and they sounded more like reasonable advice.

His Royal Highness the Regent is a great ruler, and no one dares to deny his decision, but... aren't we the ones who truly constitute the empire?

So should you consider...

"Of course I understand what you mean, Lord Erling."

Anser was indeed not dissatisfied with the noble's words: "So, I think you should understand what I mean."

The Marquis was stunned: "You mean..."

"What I mean is, I'm not discussing feasibility with you guys."

Hydra tapped the ground lightly with his cane and said with a brilliant smile:

“I’m just making a statement.”

This is not a negotiation, just a declaration.

Those who heard the announcement naturally had no choice but to obey.