The villain's way to tame the protagonist

The church door finally opened.

Chapter 115: The Other Party's Efforts

Xitana pushed open the church door, looked up at the gloomy gray sky, and sighed in annoyance.

The two priests in the church said that if it was just to rescue the civilians in the shelter, they would agree to any request made by Shitana, but they hoped that Shitana could save more people, but they had no way to make a decision for the entire church.

Xitana's request is actually very simple, there are only two.

First, help her search for all the etheric monsters that are currently in riot in the North and blindly attacking living people; second, when she launches a counterattack against the two archdukes of Gray Tower and Iron Blade, the church must join the war.

Hitana has absolute confidence in the power she possesses, but she is no longer the foolish girl who relies solely on strength.

There were at least tens of thousands of civilians protected by the church. For such an important matter, she would never allow herself to make mistakes out of recklessness and self-righteousness.

One more helper means one more guarantee, not to mention... her intuition told her that those imperial nobles were probably unreliable.

However, given that the church was stirring up trouble in East Port, Hitana was also wary of them, but her attitude would be different when it came to individuals.

"Lord Lance, I thank you for your kindness on behalf of every believer."

The black-robed priest who had been talking to Xitana just now soon followed out, and the other one should have stayed in the church to calm the emotional civilians.

"I'm just doing what I have to do. Aren't you the same?"

Xitana put her hands in the pockets of her long windbreaker and said calmly: "There's nothing to thank you for. If you want to thank someone, thank you for saving them. Otherwise, I would have no one to help me."

"Yes, thank God for giving me such a kind heart."

The priest named Padre bowed his head respectfully and prayed devoutly.

He was filled with emotion. Who could have thought that the Scourge Wolf, known for his brutality and bloodshed, was actually such an upright and gentle person? The many rumors circulating in the North could not match this beautiful lady at all. It seemed that the two Grand Dukes wanted to destroy her and His Royal Highness the Regent's image, and -

“Why are you thanking God?”

The sudden cold voice made Padela's pupils shrink involuntarily.

That condescending gaze was fixed on him. Even if there was no malice in it, the sheer indifference alone was enough to make Padra sweat profusely.

This is an instinct that has evolved over hundreds of thousands of years of biological evolution. It gives rise to fear when facing a predator that is stronger than itself. This fear takes over the mind and forcibly drives the body to flee in search of a glimmer of hope.

Just by being looked at like this, Padra actually developed an absurd will to survive.

But even so, as a priest, he would not allow his faith to be violated. The man gritted his teeth slightly, forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, and responded in a dry voice:

"Since you told me to thank myself, I should thank God for giving me this character."

"...What nonsense are you talking about?" Xitana's brows slowly frowned, "Are you born of God?"

Padela was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and shook his head: "You are joking, I..."

"Is that what God raised you for?"

"I...how can I deserve such glory!"

Miss Wolf sneered: "If you want to thank your parents, I can understand, but thanking someone who didn't give birth to you and raised you, and may not even exist, don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"Lord Lance!"

Her words immediately aroused Padella's anger: "Please take back what you said just now!"

But the next moment, a huge shadow enveloped him.

The giant wolf, which had recovered from its injuries after being stuffed with a handful of ether magic crystals by Xitana, appeared in front of Parad. Its huge head, which was larger than the main entrance of the church, slowly drooped, and a low, faint mist escaped from its sharp hunting teeth.

With just one bite, it could bite off half of Padra's body.

"You want me to take back my words?"

Xitana placed her hand on the giant wolf's head and stroked it gently, feeling the awe and obedience coming from the monster.

The dark red eyes glanced at Padra, a look that frightened him more than the giant wolf. The monster named Scourge said calmly, "Are you ordering me?"

The overwhelming pressure forced Padra to sober up a little, but he still clenched his fists tightly and said word by word: "I just hope that you can respect the god who saved so many civilians in the North."

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe in Him, but please don't trample on His existence and His greatness with such malicious intent."

“It just sounds annoying.”

Xitana had no intention of backing down, and her words became even more harsh: "You attribute the good things you have done to something invisible and intangible. Do you want to belittle yourselves like this?"

"you--"

Roar!

The giant wolf opened its mouth and growled. The strong murderous intent forced Padela to swallow back the words he had just spoken. Xitana held the giant wolf's head and said without raising her head:

"To be honest, I find you church people quite annoying. If you insist on arguing with me endlessly about this matter, then I will leave. You should find a way to protect the civilians here."

After saying that, she actually got up and walked away, leaving behind the civilians trapped in the snow and wind just because Padela's words didn't sound too offensive.

The black-robed priest looked in disbelief at the back that was colder than the wind and snow. He had never expected... that this was the true face of Hitana, and that the rumors were the most true.

That was not her integrity or kindness at all, it was just her extreme egoism.

So after she disobeyed the Scourge Wolf, she simply threw the civilians aside because she didn't care about these people in the first place.

But...but Padela cares.

The priest felt that his hands were numb and cold as if the blood had been drained out, and he was unable to clench them. He really hoped that these civilians who were becoming increasingly desperate and could only rely on their faith to survive could be truly rescued and escape from this endless icy hell.

God...is this also your test for me?

"I'm sorry... Lord Lance, please... please forgive my rudeness!"

Padra knelt down in a very standard imperial etiquette and pleaded bitterly: "I am too self-righteous and did not maintain due respect for you, but these innocent believers and civilians should not be implicated. If you are still dissatisfied with me, please punish me alone, okay?"

He didn't dare to look up, so naturally he couldn't see the girl riding on the giant wolf's back, scratching her head in a posture that greatly destroyed her cold and stern temperament.

"Someone will come, just wait."

After these words, no more sound was heard.

After a long, long time, Padra carefully raised his head and looked forward. He breathed a sigh of relief after making sure that Xitana had left.

He remained kneeling, then he straightened his back, lowered his head in panic and murmured a prayer:

"Forgive me, God...Forgive my selfishness, forgive my disrespect for you, forgive me for failing to protect your glory..."

Between the glory of God and the common people of the North, Padra finally chose what he thought was right.

He hoped that he could do the right thing, and that there were still people sticking to this desolate land that seemed to have been abandoned by the world.

Therefore, Miss Hitana, who urged the giant wolf to run away quickly, felt extremely ashamed.

She rubbed her cheeks, her face full of frustration and regret.

"Did I say too harshly? I should have known not to follow Ming Fuluo's style! Making someone kneel down is nothing... It's a bit too bullying."

The girl sighed deeply. "But at least we know for sure that he really wants to save people with all his heart. If we let him communicate with the people in the church, at least we can rest assured."

"Wait until all the trouble in the North is over before apologizing."

Thanks to Anser, Hitana does have a strong aversion to that kind of meaningless god, because the claim of being omnipotent always makes her hallucinate the existence of fate.

Although Ansor has said many times that the God of the Holy Church does not exist... No, it is because it does not exist that Xitana hates their attitude.

However, even though she hated it, she would not comment on the ideas of priests or believers so directly as she pretended just now. At most, she would criticize it in her heart and express her disgust and contempt directly and mercilessly. This was Ming Furo's style.

Not to mention leaving the civilians alone.

"It's so troublesome..."

Miss Wolf took a deep breath. The performance just now had exhausted all her brain cells. She only hoped to get the corresponding reward.

She stroked the thick hair on the giant wolf's neck, and many things came to her mind.

There are Ansel's teachings, and also...Marina's advice.

Don't blindly trust yourself, and don't blindly trust others. Stay vigilant and be careful.

Precisely because saving the civilians of the North is of utmost importance, there can be no room for error or omission. Whether the church is spending so much effort to protect the civilians out of pure goodwill or for other motives, Hitana has no idea, so she cannot easily believe Padra's words.

And just as Padra said, he cannot represent the church. Even if he really wants to save civilians, it does not mean that the church’s top leaders think so.

Xitana had already experienced the same thing in the Red Frost Territory.

This is not only to ensure that Padra is trustworthy, but more importantly, in the process of rescuing civilians in the North, people like Padra are needed to ensure that nothing goes wrong.

Hitana has gone to such an extent that he is willing to bow his head for the civilians of the North. So even if there is another conspiracy within the church, Hitana believes that he will make the right choice again. As long as he informs her, it will not only prevent accidents from happening, but also help Anser uncover the conspiracy of the church. It is a perfect way to kill two birds with one stone!

As for how Padra would look at her because of this, Hitana didn't care. She didn't care about anyone's opinion except Anser. And if Padra really thought of her as a bad guy, maybe it was a good thing.

The two Grand Dukes, Gray Tower and Iron Blade, knew what Xitana's greatest weakness was. They tried more than once to use Xitana's kindness to force her to submit, but because of some... strange emergencies, their attempts were inexplicably resolved time and time again.

Although it may not work, what if they really believe that their personality has changed drastically, and they think that the despicable means are no longer effective and give up? Wouldn't that be a huge profit!

"Oh……"

Miss Wolf's eyes gradually brightened: "Now that I think about it, it turns out there is such an effect!"

Her mind, which had gradually cooled down, finally came to its senses. Shetana clapped her hands and smiled happily: "In this way, maybe I can solve another big problem at the same time. I am worthy of being you!"

It's the amazing Sitana!

"Awww~"

"Don't try to please me. You're like a dog, you don't have any temper at all."

Xitana slapped the giant wolf's head in annoyance: "Being a wolf requires backbone, you know!"

The giant wolf, who was used as a mount, had no idea what backbone was, but when he saw that his master was not happy, he could only whimper twice.

"Sif and the others have done a good job of guarding and protecting the monsters. We don't need any more help now. You are responsible for finding other monsters. Call me when you find them. Do you understand?"

Hitana displayed the generosity of a pet owner and with a wave of her hand, another large pile of ether magic crystals were sprinkled on the giant wolf's back like roadside stones, stimulating it so much that it immediately howled twice in excitement.

"I'll go with you now... No, it's better for me to go back first and discuss it with Anser... No, no, no, I can't trouble Anser. I must not trouble Anser again."

Although she instinctively wanted to rely on Anther and was not at all opposed to relying on Anther, like Ming Furo, Xitana also believed that this was her war. Perhaps it was to prove her ability, perhaps to gain Anther's recognition, or perhaps just for the belief in her heart. Xitana also did not want Anther to provide her with too much help.

but……

"Do you want me to communicate with those nobles..."

Miss Wolf just felt her canine teeth were sore and wanted to bite something to relieve the pain.

The nobles who wanted to help her could line up from the northern border to the imperial palace, but just like her concerns about the church, Xitana did not think that these guys were helping her out of kindness, but were simply trying to please her.

Of course, in theory it is not impossible to make things worse in order to please her, but the help driven by pleasing her and the help driven by saving her will definitely have very different effects in the end.

Hitana really didn't believe that among so many nobles, there was not even a good person who didn't want the common people in the North to suffer disaster.

Even if she were to find such a good person among this group of old foxes...it would be a bit of a stretch.

"Is it possible that we can only..."

The girl bit her lip, and the dark and frail figure appeared in her mind, a figure she had never faced head-on since she returned to the North.

Because Hitana knew that without that person's help, she might have collapsed long ago, let alone the current brilliant results.

However, even though she did help her many times, Sitana never took the initiative to ask her for help once.

Go and ask for help from that sister who is now on a different path from her.

Chapter 5: The Righteous (k)

The door was opened by a young priest who warmly and friendly welcomed Ansel, who had changed his appearance slightly.

"I didn't expect anyone would come to church at this time... Are you okay, sir?"

In the eyes of the priest, Anser was now a young man who was dusty and a little embarrassed. He handed Anser a cup of hot water and asked curiously: "You look very tired. What happened? Is there another war somewhere?"

The boy first took a big sip of hot water, then shook his head with a bitter look: "I escaped from the blizzard."

Master Anser's acting skills in playing an innocent person are at the pinnacle. Xin, who was standing next to him, couldn't even see the slightest trace of falsehood. Miss Saint even thought that even if she could read Anser's thoughts, what she heard would still be a lie.

Even Xin couldn't tell the difference with such a terrifying speed of progress, and the young priest certainly had no doubts and was greatly shocked:

"In a blizzard? You...you crossed the heavy snow in the north alone?" He looked at the young man in front of him with a bitter expression and a teacup in his hand in astonishment, "This is really..."

Because from the priest's perspective, Anser was just an ordinary person without any extraordinary powers. He couldn't quite believe that an ordinary person could actually hike through this vast snowstorm alone. Not to mention whether he would be frozen to death, he might not be able to find his way back if he went out for half a minute.

"It's just good luck."