The villain's way to tame the protagonist

"I only agree with three words in your sentence, rabid dog."

In the raging flames, an emperor wearing a red-gold robe and a blood-flame crown on his head emerged.

The endless blood flames that filled the sky, as if to burn the concept of the sky to ashes, surrendered to the empress's hands and feet. She looked at the woman in front of her who already had a domineering demeanor that looked down on everything, with a calm expression:

"What my mother did at the end of her great life was indeed disgusting. I cannot refute that."

"But the fact does not mean——"

The Eternal Ruler of the Empire raised his index finger and declared indifferently:

"You are not qualified to judge this."

A ball of blood-red flame exploded from the body of the woman who had not yet earned the title of Wolf Emperor. If this was just a flame, it would be no different from air to her.

But the flame of feasting is never just a flame.

It was a trace back to the origin, encompassing countless ancient great powers. At this moment, when the blood flame ignited the woman -

Time was blocked, space was shattered, souls were exterminated, ether was burned out... that kind of destruction was like turning the burning existence into a book that recorded everything about its life, and then throwing the book into the fire, with absolute power that seemed to come from a higher dimension... to annihilate the disobedient!

In just that instant, the woman who looked so beautiful and looked down upon everything seemed to be burned to ashes.

But it seems... it has always existed in that blood flame.

Her flesh and bones were destroyed in an instant, but recovered in an instant. As time passed, it even looked as if she had not been hurt at all!

"This is your spiritual essence?"

The emperor raised his eyebrows slightly: "It's really interesting. The earth, the ocean, the sky... This world may not have seen such a special spiritual essence in ten thousand years."

"Mad Dog, you are such a lucky guy."

"Ha, lucky guy."

The woman who was burned by the blood flame sneered. She clenched her fists without any feints or attacks. Covered by the blood flame, she couldn't even mobilize the ether. She just simply and ordinary swung a straight punch forward.

And then...the sky collapsed!

The blood flames that filled the sky were torn open by this punch, leaving a gap several hundred meters long! The surging air waves were actually very similar to the power of the Feasting Flame!

It is an ability to completely "overwhelm" all existence. Wind, clouds, earth, ocean, sky, resistance, space, time...all concepts must give way to this punch!

That is to say, before all things start to operate and all results under the operation of rules are produced, the fist of the overlord that is above all else has already brought about destruction!

The domineering ambition of swallowing up everything and looking down on everything surprised even the emperor a little.

"You, with such thoughts, are actually not interested in the crown."

"I'm not like you psychopaths. I'm not interested in playing house."

The woman, still burned by the bloody flames, rubbed her neck and began to move her limbs, as if she was now really serious.

“When this country that shouldn’t exist is completely destroyed, I will go to higher and farther places and see more extreme scenery.”

"…As for you, the last emperor."

Xitana Lancemalos, who had transformed into the most powerful person in the world, laughed loudly:

"Let this rotten empire be destroyed by my fists!"

The picture suddenly stopped.

Xitana woke up from her dream in a cold sweat.

The severe pain in her body and the lingering pain in her brain could not stop her from thinking about what had happened in her dream.

"that person……"

The girl held up her face and murmured in disbelief:

"Is that person me?"

Why was this dream so real? Why did it give her an... irresistible feeling of longing?

——As if that was the future she was looking forward to.

"I...um!"

The escalating severe pain forced Xitana to cover her head and temporarily stop thinking about the dream.

She half opened her eyes and looked around. The familiar furniture and decorations made her realize that she was back in Anser's mansion, back to the room she had lived in during this period.

"I'm back..."

The girl managed to straighten up and curled up on the bed, looking exhausted.

"Is it all over?" She buried her head in her knees weakly and murmured softly, "Is it all...over?"

Hitana recalled everything she saw and felt before she fell into a coma. She was happy that she had finally taken responsibility and had not brought shame to Ansher, but the corners of her mouth just twitched and she couldn't smile.

The malice at that time, the overwhelming malice directed at her, the malice that wanted to tear her apart, made it impossible for Hitana to laugh no matter what.

Only now did Hitana realize that those "ordinary people" whom she regarded as companions were so terrifying.

It was so scary that she was a little scared.

"…It seems that I can no longer show up casually."

The girl laughed at herself and said, "If I walk down the street, people will throw stones at me, right?"

"I hope Anser won't be stupid again... and won't be stupid enough to say it's his fault again."

"It's his...fault."

Sitana suddenly fell silent.

The question in her mind has not been answered yet.

Why, Marina and Ansel, knowing the consequences of their own actions, still did not stop them?

She didn't mean to blame her mistake on anyone, she just wanted an answer.

Or perhaps, she was afraid of something even more terrifying that her intuition was telling her.

In this silence that made Hitana herself uneasy, the door suddenly opened.

As if in response to her doubts.

It also seemed like it was to give her... greater despair.

The girl in the black dress stood at the door, looking calmly at her sister on the bed.

"You were in a coma for three days," she said. "Mr. Anser said it was a spiritual and mental problem that needed to be healed."

“…Yeah.”

Sitana opened her mouth, not knowing how to respond, so she just looked away, not wanting to, nor daring to, look at Marina.

"It's a good thing that you are willing to finally stand up and admit your mistakes."

Marina said, “That’s what you would do.”

"..." Xitana smiled reluctantly, "I can't let Anser solve everything for me again, Lina."

The indifferent girl nodded, as if she had nothing more to say, but she did not leave.

And just standing there, staring at Shitana, as if saying... you should have something else to say.

You didn't ask the right questions.

In this increasingly unbearable silence, Xitana reluctantly pulled the corners of her mouth: "Lina, do you have anything else to say to me? If not, I want to rest."

Then, Sitana saw disappointment in Marina's eyes.

Yes, disappointed.

Shitana couldn't understand where the disappointment came from, which made her more and more panicked.

"Xitana, I thought what happened that day was enough to make you grow up."

Marina took a step back and said calmly, "In the end, you don't even have the courage to face it. I was overthinking it. Have a good rest."

She turned around and prepared to leave the room.

"and many more!"

Xitana struggled to get up from the bed, and asked loudly while enduring the severe pain: "What do you mean! What do you mean by letting me grow up... Marina, what do you want to say! You..."

She clenched her teeth, suppressed the panic in her heart, and tried her best to make her voice serious:

"You... since you knew what was going to happen, why didn't you stop me?"

Marina, who had finally waited for this question, turned around and looked at Sitana.

Those eyes with the same color as her own, those gentle and kind eyes that she had seen countless times, now only made Hitana feel distant and indifferent, full of strangeness and fear.

"I've already told you the answer, Sitana."

Her tone remained unchanged: "For your growth."

"..."

Shitana's body began to tremble, her lips opened and closed, and when she got out of bed, due to emotional and physical problems, she accidentally fell to the ground. She looked very embarrassed and miserable.

"My...growth."

The girl, murmuring in a trembling voice, climbed up with great difficulty and walked towards her sister step by step.

"You mean, my...growth?"

"It makes you realize your own stupidity, your own mistakes, your own arrogance, and at the same time, it makes you realize the cruelty of this world."

Marina said without wavering, "You should have a deep understanding of this."

Of course, Xitana deeply understood everything Marina said.

Not only herself, but also those civilians whom she once regarded as her own kind, their reactions, their changes, everything they revealed... all made Hitana fall into deep confusion and self-doubt.

but……

But is this the reason why Marina didn't remind people or make changes, allowing people who could have survived to die tragically?

Just for the so-called... to make her grow?

"Marina!!!"

Pure rage, rising from the dark and deep despair in my heart.

Sitana roared and stumbled towards Marina, tears gradually filling her eyes.

"My growth... is this the reason you watch so many people die?"

She came in front of Marina and punched her sister on the side of the cheek. Marina staggered back two steps, and bruises soon appeared on her delicate cheeks, but her expression remained unwavering.

"if not?"

She looked at Sitana who was grabbing her collar and preparing to punch her again, and said expressionlessly:

"Wait until you become stronger, wait until you become more trusted by Mr. Anser, wait until your destructive power is enough to affect a wider area and more innocent people... wait until you make an irreparable mistake that is ten, a hundred, or a thousand times more cruel than what you have done now, then I will kneel down and beg you in tears to stop doing what I want."

Sitana's fist, which was about to hit Marina in the face, trembled in an instant.

"I did it, Xitana." Marina said in a nonchalant tone, which made Xitana's whole body tremble:

"I did it, I did it many times, but it didn't work."

"If that worked, you wouldn't be so angry today and wouldn't blame me for your mistakes."

"If that worked, nothing would have happened. You would have been Mr. Anser's most trusted subordinate, and you would have shared the glory with him three days ago."

Her sister's words, those ruthless, cold, and extremely cruel words, repeatedly cut into Hitana's heart, which had received a little comfort after her redemption.

The girl looked at the stranger in front of her, listened to her unfamiliar words, looked at her unfamiliar expression, and felt as if a large piece of her heart was being cut out.

"It shouldn't be like this."

Xitana let go of her hand with tears in her eyes and fell to the ground helplessly: "Marina... why did you become like this, why... why don't I recognize you anymore."

How could her sister regard the lives of so many people as nothing, just for... her so-called growth?

How could it be worth it? How could her gentle, ever-tolerant sister do such a cruel and heartless thing?

"..."