The villain's way to tame the protagonist

The devil would not give her an answer, so she could only ask questions to the place where she was born, to the person who gave her the mission and made her realize what a noble responsibility she had.

Perhaps just like choosing to accept that Ansel did not deceive herself and choosing to believe that her salvation worked, Xin did not necessarily want to get an answer, she just wanted... to be less painful.

But Bishop Ming was looking at her with a very complicated look, which Xin definitely didn't want to see.

"...Saint."

"Yes, Bishop Ming."

"This is not a relationship you should have."

"..."

The small, fragile expectation on Xin's face solidified and then shattered.

She looked at the solemnity and lament on Bishop Ming's old face and asked in confusion, "Emotions that I shouldn't have?"

"You mean, I shouldn't be... in pain?"

"Yes, Saint, why are you suffering?" Bishop Ming stared at Xin. She did not give any comfort, and even... seemed to be questioning.

"You should know that you don't need to suffer any pain in saving Anser Hydra. His malice is just a means to corrupt you. You should stick to your faith and not be shaken by his evil."

Of course Xin knew... of course she knew the source of Anser's malice, and she had long known how to deal with it, and she even enjoyed it.

However, the pain she was enduring now, the pain of being deceived by Anser, the pain of not knowing whether Anser was deceiving her, and even... the pain of not being able to believe Anser, were all completely different from the pain brought by Anser's malice.

Xin has experienced this kind of pain.

Xin experienced such pain at that moment when Ansel told her with the cruelest and most vicious words that all of Donggang’s plans were for Ming Furo.

Why would the Church of Jesus say... this is not necessary?

Why does it seem like I am actively seeking this pain, why does it seem like it is my fault to endure this pain?

Xin suddenly remembered that when he confronted Mu in Donggang, he had said something that he hadn't finished -

"You shouldn't have such a rich ..."

Rich in what? Rich in…emotions?

Am I not supposed to feel pain or have feelings?

The person who caused the most pain gave the answer that could comfort him, even if it might be false.

And the person who should have allowed Xin to be safe so cruelly attributed her suffering to something that "should not exist."

Xin finally made a breakthrough in redeeming Ansel, and she should be happy.

But at this moment, the saint who was seeking liberation and comfort felt that she seemed to have lost a lot.

Chapter 7: Heroes and Salvation (K)

A dazzling white light shot up into the sky, violently slicing away the snow and the sorcerer who was fleeing in the sky.

As a plume of blood fell and scattered, the battle came to an end.

In the distance, the marching team that was blocked by the wind and snow shouted excitedly, because even through the vast blizzard, they could see the light in the sky that was like dawn, which could not be concealed by any darkness or chaos.

Wings of light bloomed behind the human figure in the light, making him look like the Holy Spirit descending to the earth. The slender sword in his hand burning with fierce white flames brought the majesty of a judge to this solemn holiness. With the complete death of the last enemy, the hero, whose whole body was radiating holy light, descended from mid-air and smiled at the shocked and alert extraordinary people on the ground.

"No one was hurt."

"...No, the refugees are all safe."

The leading extraordinary person paused. He looked at the smiling boy in front of him and said with a slightly complicated expression: "You are... Hercules, right?"

"Hmm?" Hercules was a little surprised, "So I'm already so famous?"

"You helped us repel the rebel coalition three times. Now everyone knows that there is a guy in the church who glows when he fights... His name is Hercules, and he is very strong."

Although his words were not very polite, he still extended his hand very solemnly: "Thank you for your help, sir."

Hercules shook his head slightly and stretched out his hand to shake it back: "I am just doing what I can do. I am far inferior to you... If I could have come earlier, no one would have died."

Fifteen days have passed since the announcement made by the Lord of Crow's Nest, the Dark Witch Marina. During this period, looking across the entire empire, it seems that no earth-shattering events have occurred.

But the originally stalemate situation in the North began to change dramatically.

First, twelve days ago, Hitana Lanthmalos raided three castles in one day and almost wiped out the garrisoned Iron Blade Legion and the Skyfrost Tower; then, in the far north of the North, in the direction of the Tower of Eternal Flame, a blood-red sun rose, alleviating the cold disaster; then, starting nine days ago, the rebel coalition forces who had stolen intelligence from somewhere began to target the refugee evacuation forces, forcing the advancing Scourge Wolves to retreat and temporarily stop their surging offensive like a tidal wave.

The situation in the North was once again in chaos. Relying on the triple intelligence network of the Head of Wind, Marina and the Church, Hitana rushed around the North, either attacking the rebels or protecting the refugees from evacuation. The Church, which had always remained neutral, seemed to be targeted by the rebels because of its side with Anser. Supplies began to run short and the shelters were repeatedly attacked. This group of extraordinary people who went deep into the North to pick up the refugees were equivalent to standing at the forefront of the fight against rebellion.

And their mission is not to fight, but to protect civilians. At all times, the safety of civilians must be the top priority.

Of course, it is obviously absurd to require every extraordinary person participating in the escort mission to have this awareness. Although the empire is extremely vast and it is not impossible to find such rare extraordinary people, it is somewhat... wasteful to put people with this awareness in this matter.

At least, that's what Marina thought. In her opinion, those people should be used in more appropriate places.

As for how to ensure the determination of these escorts... even mercenaries will fight to the death for rewards. Faced with the "merit of following the dragon" to create a new order together with Anser, there will naturally be countless people who are willing to fight to the death when faced with such harsh conditions.

However, the man standing opposite Hercules was obviously not like that. His upright face revealed a very pure and firm righteousness. The same was true of his colleagues. Just before Hercules arrived, a warrior was surrounded and killed in order to block the Iron Blade Legion outside the safe range.

They participate in such missions not because they are forced to accept them or for reward, but out of the most simple and upright ideals and beliefs.

"Go west, keep going." The man pointed him in the direction. "It's the nearest shelter. You should be able to find it easily."

"The evacuation over there hasn't started yet, and it's not my responsibility, but the city of the Skyfrost Tower is also nearby, and they may attack that shelter at any time."

He performed the imperial etiquette solemnly and bowed his head slightly: "I hope you can lend a hand, Lord Hercules."

The young man smiled and nodded. He rose into the sky, followed the direction the man had just pointed, and turned into a stream of light, disappearing into the vast gray.

The man raised his head and stared in the direction where Hercules left. The complicated expression that had not been revealed just now reappeared.

"I heard that this guy went from a mortal to a superhuman in less than a month... and he's incredibly strong. Is this really possible, Boss?"

Someone came up to him and asked.

"How is it impossible? Doesn't the Water of Redemption have this effect?"

"But the people in the church...listen to the team, they are all shouting about 'righteous man'. Didn't they say that guy was blessed by the saint of the church?"

"The Saint's blessing... humph."

The man sneered and turned to walk towards the evacuation team, shouting loudly and forcefully:

"When His Majesty the Regent had to confront the tyrannical princess for the sake of the people of the North, did that unknown Saint do anything?"

The saint who did nothing was following the merciful Regent.

"That man just now, is he pregnant with the assistant, Miss Saint?" Ansher asked directly.

After the Ice Valley City incident, Xin no longer communicated with Anser through her mind. Even though it was obviously extremely troublesome to change other people's cognition for the sake of communication, she would rather do so than communicate with Anser through her mind.

Because when communicating directly with Anser, Anser would not maintain a superficial disguise as he did with his inner voice, but would actually focus his attention on her and would not treat her as if she did not exist.

No matter how she looked at it, the Saint Lady, who had become much heavier, was silent for a while, then nodded slightly: "Yes."

"But I don't think there is any sin in someone who is willing to risk his life for civilians." Anser raised his eyebrows slightly, "What do you think?"

"Arrogant." Xin said softly, "He actually doesn't like you... He doesn't like Hercules, Mr. Devil. He thinks this empire only needs you and can only be ruled by you."

Hearing such compliments, His Royal Highness the Regent raised his eyebrows: "Is this also considered arrogance?"

"Why doesn't it count?"

"Why does it count?"

"because……"

Xin paused for a moment: "Because... he is despising——"

"Despise Hercules, despise the heroes and righteous men of the Church, despise the Church and even God?"

The extraordinary person who led the team to protect the evacuation of refugees was about thirty years old. At this age, he could reach the fourth level, which was actually a first-class talent. Even if he was not a legend or a genius who could be engraved in history, he was obviously the backbone of an era.

Just as Miss Witch once said to her sister, whether as Hydra or as regent, Anser has far more supporters than others imagine, and they are... fanatical.

As the most fanatical person about Ansher in the world, no one can better identify these followers who are willing to do everything for Ansher than Marina.

"Or did he despise Hercules' merit or... kindness?"

Anser in the air retracted his downward gaze and gently patted the non-existent Holy Light Greatsword at his waist: "But he still showed respect to Hercules very decently and did not show any hostility. Since he can restrain his arrogance... shouldn't it be considered humble?"

Xin was silent again. She was always like this during this period. She seemed to have become a little absent-minded and no longer cared about Anser as always.

After a few seconds, she whispered back, "That's sophistry, Mr. Devil."

Ansher looked at her for a while, but did not continue to pursue the matter. He just chuckled and ended the topic.

Such conversations have occurred many times in the past few days.

Anser began to frequently ask Xin about the assistant and sins. Xin would of course give a response, but it was no longer like before. Even if Anser forced him to the point of having nothing to say, he would still use the self-consistent logic unique to fanatics to strongly refute.

Now she mostly just says that Anser is sophistry, or even keeps silent. In short, she will no longer force herself to prove that she is right and that there is nothing wrong with her logic.

Now, even if what Ansel said just now could be considered sophistry, she would not refute it.

To say that the results are remarkable... then it is indeed remarkable. Xin's faith is collapsing and her suspicion of the church is growing day by day. This is visible to the naked eye. And just like when they were in the imperial capital, fate deliberately pushed Anser to attack Ming Fuluo so that she could turn the tables on Anser, the speed of Xin's faith collapse has always been within Anser's estimation. If nothing unexpected happens, she will soon face the next major impact.

But even though this training went very smoothly in a real sense, Anser's vigilance reached an unprecedented peak.

Because based on Xin's previous performance, he had a very ridiculous guess.

"Miss Saint, what do you think redeeming me can bring you?"

The shelter was already vaguely visible, and Anser slowed down and asked in a casual tone.

"Bring me something..."

Xin was stunned for a moment and began to think about this problem subconsciously.

But after a few seconds, she came to her senses and responded in a calm and indifferent tone: "I redeemed Mr. Devil in order to fulfill the duty given by God."

And, Mr. Devil's request.

Xin didn't say this out loud. She felt that if she said this, Ansel would definitely use this to make fun of her or seduce her, in any case, to corrupt her.

"It's still duty." Anser sighed, "Miss Xin, being able to fulfill your duty is a meaningful thing for you, right?"

"Is it not possible?" Xin tilted his head.

“It’s just a pity.”

The devil narrowed his eyes and smiled. In Xin's eyes, he was always that handsome and gentle boy. He whispered softly:

"I actually really want to hear you say that it's a little bit for me."

Then, he paused again and said very cheerfully: "But even if it's not me, Hercules is pretty good too."

"..."

Is this a lie?

No... I have chosen to believe Mr. Devil. He really wants to save the empire and change the empire, so he also really wants to get me... what I need.

But even thinking this, Xin still couldn't say "I did it for Mr. Devil" in the end.

But this was not important to Anser. He could guess roughly what happened just by looking at Xin's reaction of slightly looking away.

Combined with the occasional probing of Xin during this period of time, Anser felt that there was a high probability that Xin really fell in love with him.

But this...is impossible.

Anser didn't believe that Xin would fall in love with him, just as he didn't believe that Ivora had such feelings.

Completely different from his training of Xitana and Ming Furo, Ansel never showed any ambiguous emotions towards Xin. He had been playing the contradictory roles of mentor and devil, and did not deliberately mix even a little bit of love between men and women in the process.

The feeling of being needed that he created for Xin had nothing to do with love, and the jealousy that he aroused did not come from this emotion, but from pure possessiveness.

And Xin, who was incapable of having such feelings, could not suddenly fall in love with Anser when Anser did nothing to guide her in this emotion.

If Xin really fell in love with Anser, it could only be another act of fate.

But from Xitana to Ming Fuluo, from Ming Fuluo to Marina, and now Xin? Does He have no other means?

And this time is really different from any previous time. He and Xin have no emotional foundation at all. All he has is pure desire that gradually grows with Xin's depravity. It is impossible for Xin to replicate the miracle created by Marina because Anser has learned enough lessons.

He didn't even need to block out his feelings for Xin. He just needed to let that desire expand, expand infinitely, and treat Xin as the object of his complete desire and the tool to achieve his goals.

Xin's thinking logic has been forever placed under her God, and if Anser replaces God's position in her heart, then she would be positioning herself as Anser's slave. Not to mention the status, the entire thinking logic is not on the same level.

No matter how soft-hearted Ansher is, he can never fall in love with such a woman.

The situation on Xin's side...is not destined to be for Xin himself.