The villain's way to tame the protagonist

A few seconds later, the magic wolf turned into blood and returned to Shitana's body - it was not the words of the Grand Duke of the Gray Tower that convinced her, but the fact that Anser was standing next to her, so Miss Wolf's temper naturally improved a little.

Even so, Xitana only uttered one word coldly: "Speak."

The old man bowed gracefully, and it seemed that he had a very clear understanding of his position.

"I have no intention of insulting His Royal Highness the Regent. His love for the people of the empire is well known to everyone. What I want to say is that I am the same, but I cannot achieve the great feat of His Royal Highness the Regent."

Facing Xitana's increasingly unhappy eyes, the Grand Duke of Gray Tower leaned on his cane with both hands and said in a gentle voice:

"Lord Lance, if you don't believe me, you can ask the refugees you evacuated, and ask them how many of them are from the territories under my rule, and how many are the people of my old friend."

"From the moment the war in the north began, I tried my best to protect all the people in the territory, whether they were nobles or commoners, whether they were extraordinary or ordinary people, I tried my best to protect them... Most of those refugees were the people of Grand Duke Iron Blade, and although the remaining ones were my subjects, if they wanted to escape from the north, I couldn't stop them, right?"

The Grand Duke of Gray Tower explained that he had not abandoned the people in his territory, and it sounded like there was some truth in his explanation: "Even so, I still let the Skyfrost Tower provide resources to the church, hoping that they can survive no matter how difficult the situation is."

"That sounds really righteous, Your Excellency."

This time it was not Hitana who spoke, but Hercules, who had truly "experienced" how the Skyfrost Tower traded with the church. He frowned, his eyes were gloomy, and he tightly grasped the glorious greatsword at his waist: "What you mean by providing resources... is to let the people of the Skyfrost Tower make random offers without any bottom line, and not care about the lives of the refugees, and just rely on the materials in their hands to exploit the church at will?"

Murphy, who tried to forcibly seize the secrets of the church's magic in that city, obviously did not care about the lives of civilians, and there were definitely many warlocks like him in the Skyfrost Tower.

"If you really want to save those refugees."

Hercules was filled with the anger that a young man should have: "Then the church would not be able to build any shelters at all. Every shelter should be empty because you have already taken them to the safer territory!"

Oh... As expected of Anser! The old man's nonsense was exposed in an instant!

Xitana only heard that there was something strange in the words of the Grand Duke of Grey Tower, but she couldn't tell what was wrong. Anser's angry words cleared up her confusion - in essence, the Grand Duke of Grey Tower was no different from other grand dukes.

However, faced with such sharp words, the Grand Duke of Gray Tower was not disturbed at all, and continued to speak shamelessly:

"So that's what I'm saying, I can't do what His Royal Highness the Regent has done."

"My intention is good, and my goal is to save the people of the North, but my personal will cannot override everything. I cannot make an absolute guarantee for what each tower and each person wants to do."

He looked at Xitana, whose chest was rising and falling slightly and whose face was filled with anger, and said sincerely, "There is only one Marina Lancemalos in this world, and only one Regent, who has the courage to supervise even the extraordinary people."

"I can only try my best to ensure that they provide food, but how much greed will they satisfy in the process, and what kind of mistakes will they make because of this greed... Is this something I can control, Lord Lance?"

The old man shook his head: "This is impossible."

Xitana had already used up almost all of her patience and didn't want to listen to his nonsense anymore.

"Your statement is quite novel to excuse yourself."

She sneered: "Anyway, I wanted to do good things. In the end, it was the fault of the people below. It has nothing to do with me."

Miss Wolf moved forward step by step. Here, she could use all her firepower and perhaps force the Duke of Gray Tower to take action.

"You still don't understand the key point... Lord Lance."

The Grand Duke of Gray Tower sighed: "Do you think this kind of thing, this current situation, can really be changed just by strengthening supervision? Do you really think that they did those things because they, including me, are a group of bloodless monsters and scum?"

"I don't know why His Royal Highness the Regent didn't let you learn such an important thing, Lord Lance, or... you didn't understand it at the time? But after going to the Western Country and witnessing how chaotic it is there, you can understand what I mean, right?"

——The city lords, garrisons, and dignitaries did such things not because each of them was hopelessly evil and cruel at heart, but because... they were extraordinary beings.

"The Empire is twisted, Lord Lance. The Emperor used this twist to accidentally stabilize the Empire, allowing the extraordinary people who should have transcended mortals and classes to become a part of this world."

But what about now? The emperor is no longer here, and that kind of invisible oppression and restraint will only fade away little by little until it disappears completely - the Western Kingdom has already entered this situation.

"To the extraordinary, mortals are meaningless, and the morality and beliefs that are only applicable to humans are even more incompatible with them."

"Imposing moral concepts that only apply to mortals on extraordinary people and requiring them to abide by them is no different from an ant waving its antennae and ordering an elephant to wrap itself in a cocoon."

It's just... impossible and illogical.

"For extraordinary people, it is not an obligation to abide by the rules of this world created by mortals."

He said: "When the strong are willing to follow the rules of the weak, that is enough to be called kindness, even greatness."

"His Royal Highness the Regent is such a great man, but there is only one His Royal Highness the Regent in this world."

The old man's calm, yet powerful voice echoed in the wind and snow, describing the trampling and indifference of ordinary people by the extraordinary as if it were natural.

Chapter 1: The Extraordinary and All Living Things Part (W)

What Dormer Grey Tower emphasizes is not the moral and personal issues, but the deeper, irreconcilable contradictions.

The extraordinary and the ordinary are incompatible, but the emperor forcibly integrates them with his ultimate power and authority to control all things. Regardless of whether they are extraordinary or ordinary, their identity in the empire is only that of a citizen of the empire.

But the emperor's order has collapsed, and a new era is about to come. Although the current regent Ansel Hydra has just made that incredible declaration, can he really turn it into reality?

Breaking away from all factors and returning to the origin, starting from the two major parts that constitute this world and human society, if the emperor did not need to use the empire as an anchor to stabilize human nature and a plaything for his own entertainment, and could reach the omnipotent transcendent through ether, would he really need mortals?

What Dormer Grey Tower emphasizes is not the moral and personal issues, but the deeper, irreconcilable contradictions.

"so what?"

But Hitana was not moved at all. Not only was she not confused at all, she even skipped the thinking stage and focused her violent and brutal murderous aura on her fists again.

"Do you think I'll assume you have a reason for saying this?"

The wolf beast sneered and stepped forward. The red-black air currents spread out in all directions as if they had transformed into a pack of wolves, and intertwined to form a huge demonic shadow, almost completely covering the sky of the mountain.

"Since you know that I've been to the Western Country, do you still expect this kind of words to be useful to me?"

The willpower that Shitana possessed, which even Ming Furo admired and envied, and which had never been lost, was thoroughly tempered and sublimated in the Western Country.

The battle in which she broke through to the fourth level allowed her to gain the Wolf Emperor's heart of dominance that looked down on the world - if fate did not give Anser a choice, then she would give it to him. These words, which even fate despised and even trampled on, were the best proof of this.

She doesn't care about the difference between extraordinary people and mortals, nor does she care whether such a difference can be eliminated. She will only use her fangs and claws to let her enemies, Anser's enemies, understand... they only have two choices.

Either kneel down or die.

Break the knees of the arrogant, pull out the spine of the despicable, and pierce the will of the abuser... In the eyes of Hitana Lancemalos, there is no such thing as an irreconcilable contradiction. If there is, then the person who caused the contradiction should be resolved.

So much so that the words of the Grand Duke of the Grey Tower, which exposed the most cruel and twisted part of the empire, sounded like nonsense to her.

The undisguised arrogance and ferocity seemed to make the Grand Duke of Gray Tower understand something. He stared at Xitana for a long time, then sighed deeply.

"I see... It turns out that it's not that His Royal Highness the Regent doesn't think it's necessary to teach you these principles, but that he has already taught you, but you don't care, Lord Lance."

"You say that as if I'm sorry to Anser."

The mocking and happy smile on Xitana's face became more obvious: "Do you understand Anser better than me, old man? I tell you, Anser likes me like this, he likes me--"

Without entering the state of beast transformation or demon transformation, the original body caused the mountain top to tremble at the moment of heavy stepping. As the body tore through the roaring sonic boom at a rapid speed, Xitana's wild laughter also sounded:

"Blast you bunch of trash!"

The thunderous roar coming from the sky could be heard in the distant cities and even in the more distant shelters.

Every time Hitana, who was completely unrestrained, swung her fists and feet, it was like a meteorite hitting the earth. No one could believe that such a deafening and violent roar could be emitted by a fourth-level transcendent. What was even more unbelievable was that this fourth-level transcendent, with her violent offensive... was actually suppressing the Grand Duke of the Grey Tower, who was over a hundred years old and whose skills and background were unfathomable!

Because of the "agreement" with Ivora, if he dared to make even the slightest counterattack, he would be regarded as interfering in the war and would be executed by Anther, so the Grand Duke of Grey Tower could only passively defend, and the shield he held up seemed as solid as a rock, but he himself was retreating step by step.

"Even the flow of ether can forcibly cut off the power of the Devourer. You are obviously more suitable to be the Devourer's Head than your sister. Ah... I understand. Is it because the beastly nature in you is too ferocious and will conflict with the beastly nature of the Devourer's own?"

The Grey Tower Duke remained calm under Sitana's attack and said, "As a human being, he has the same animality as Hydra... He is worthy of being the first genius that His Royal Highness the Regent chose. He traveled thousands of miles to take over a territory and tens of thousands of people as his subordinates."

"Yeah..." He lowered his eyes and whispered, "If you weren't beastly, how could you be so violent and crazy? It's totally different from-"

Bah!

Amid the endless roar, this crisp sound should have been insignificant, but it was so harsh.

The Grand Duke of Gray Tower, who had been handling the situation with ease, had his pupils slightly shrunken behind his glasses. He had previously maintained a calm demeanor, but now his head tilted back in a somewhat comical manner, his body frozen there.

About five centimeters in front of his eyes, a fist that was originally white and delicate, but looked evil because it was wrapped in red and black air currents, was stopped there.

His shield... was shattered.

If the shield had not recovered extremely quickly and directly locked Shitana's arm, the punch would probably have hit him in the face.

"The old man has many tricks up his sleeve... Let's continue!"

Hitana grinned fiercely, and red-black air rushed out from her arms. Her originally slender arms swelled up in an instant, and in a moment she was about to shatter the shield that trapped her arms and punch the Duke of Gray Tower in the face.

But in the next second, the punch was thrown in the air, and a clear passage was blasted out hundreds of meters in front of the fist, and then a rumbling storm was swept up due to the air pressure difference!

Although the scene was spectacular, Sitana was not happy.

With her ferocity fully aroused, she turned her head to look at the Grand Duke of Gray Tower who flashed to the other side. His arms hung down like animal claws, his body slightly hunched... He looked exactly like a humanoid monster.

"Being beaten and running away like a rat, isn't that too embarrassing?"

As if she was exhaling blood, Xitana laughed in a low voice: "Since you don't want to fight back, then just be a punching bag."

"...I admit that I underestimated you, Lord Lance."

The Grand Duke of the Grey Tower looked at the top of the staff calmly, and the dazzling gem was intact - because he had replaced it with another one.

"The power to dissolve aether is the natural enemy of warlocks. Add to that the physique enhanced by the Lord of Strength and the ability of the Lord of Wind to see through weaknesses... it can even penetrate my defenses."

"You can only say such flattering words after I break your limbs and make you kneel down and beg for mercy."

Xitana rubbed her wrists, and clenched her fists fiercely and proudly, tirelessly:

"Bite your teeth, and keep shrinking your neck and hiding in your shell!"

In this legendary battle, Mr. Hercules, who was designated as a righteous man and a hero by the saint, was marginalized, just like a marginal character in the legendary epic who was only responsible for narration and encouragement.

Looking at Xitana who was burning with rage, Xin finally couldn't help but ask:

"Mr. Devil, do you think it's okay for Miss Wolf to do this?"

The Grand Duke of the Grey Tower is not a simple character, but his attention is now on Xitana and he did not notice the conversation between Xin and Anser.

The devil, who seemed to have come here only to witness his girl's wild and fierce battle, smiled happily: "Then you can first tell me what's wrong with Xi'er."

Reckless, brutal, and inconsiderate... Xin could put many accusations on Xitana and criticize her many shortcomings, but when she looked into Ansel's eyes, she felt that no matter what she said, it would be meaningless.

Because Mr. Devil thinks Miss Wolf is perfect, so...

……and many more.

Xin's mind trembled slightly.

Miss Wolf could not possibly be perfect in Mr. Devil's eyes. From Donggang to Beidi, she must be the same as Miss Doll. In Mr. Devil's opinion, she has problems that must be corrected.

So that was... a disguise, another lie from Mr. Devil.

Xin breathed a sigh of relief at first, but that relief soon turned into gloom.

Not speaking out about Sitana's problem must be to prevent her from interfering. This is a normal secret confrontation between her and Ansher, but Xin, who is now becoming more and more sensitive and fragile, cannot ignore it lightly.

Miss Wolf must be defeated.

This thought, this desire, entangled her soul like thorns. Every time this desire arose, the sharp thorns that pierced into her soul caused her to feel tearing pain, making this desire grow larger and more... terrifying because of the pain.

It should have been due to Xin's desire to prove that he was the only one who could save Ansher, but now, the saint who had to succumb to the words of the devil to prove that she had not betrayed her faith and the gods seemed to have a completely different reason.

Xin couldn't tell what the reason was, maybe he just wanted to relieve the pain.

When she thought about how Ansher would devote himself so much to Sitana, and how her Mr. Devil loved and cared for Miss Wolf so much, she couldn't suppress the pain.

"It's just defense. Lord Lance does have the ability to break through the barrier."

After a brief moment of surprise, the Grand Duke of Gray Tower regained his previous calmness and indifference: "But if I want to leave, you should also know... you can't keep me, right?"

"...You are so confident in talking about running away. You are more shameless than I thought."

Hearing that the Grand Duke of Gray Tower was ready to run away at any time, Xitana could only let go of her hand and curled her lips in boredom.

The old man smiled kindly and said, "Lord Lance, at my age, most things are unnecessary, including what you call face and dignity."

Judging from his performance from the beginning to now, this sentence is not a lie. The glory and majesty of the nobility, the transcendence and pride of the extraordinary, seem to be meaningless to Dormer Gray Tower.

He did not feel the slightest bit of anger at Sitana's violence and arrogance, and he did not even have any thought of retorting after being refuted like that.

This was boring to Hitana. She felt as if she was really beating an old turtle. There was no fun in this fight and this creature had no value in prey.

"If you came to me on purpose just to tell me that you intend to be a good person and that your current situation is completely forced, then get out of here right away."

Xitana waved her hand in annoyance: "I'm very busy. I don't have time to listen to your nonsense here."

"Lord Lance, don't you want to rescue those more than a thousand refugees?"

"Humph."

Compared to Ming Fuluo, Xitana, who had experienced this kind of thing countless times, was even less moved. She sneered: "If I want to save people, then I will save everyone. You said you took those refugees to your city, but in the end you still have to take them hostages. I told you, do you think I will be timid just because you have more hostages?"

"Based on Lord Lance's performance... it's hard to say." Grand Duke Grey Tower looked at her with a look that made Hitana extremely unhappy.

"Neuropathy."