The villain's way to tame the protagonist

"Milan was born a thief, so this kind of thing is not difficult for him. He should be on his way back now."

The one who answered was a lightly armored warrior behind the middle-aged noble. He bowed his head slightly and said, "I will definitely not let you down."

"Me? I'm not in a hurry... but there are several companies waiting for us to make the first move."

As the refugees ate bread, coarse salt, and synthetic meat, the nobleman, sipping strong coffee, shook his head and said, "We just need to do the simplest things. If we can't do this well, I won't be able to continue working in the city in the future."

"...Master, I don't quite understand. What's the point of just creating a violent conflict among the refugees?"

"What is the use?"

The middle-aged noble chuckled. "Orwell, you have to understand that although those refugees may seem relaxed and saved, they are more fragile and sensitive than anyone else. They probably don't even believe that they have been saved... So even if it was just a conflict, it was enough to make them tense to the limit."

"Then, spread some rumors in the city, such as that the distribution of materials had to be cut for some reason, and the refugees would receive much less assistance, or simply say that half of the refugees... no, even if only a quarter of the refugees had to leave, they would kill each other in the camp that night until rivers of blood flowed."

He shook the cup and said with a smile: "Professor Polynya won't be able to find any traces of this process. How can she understand how we operate? What's more, she probably doesn't care. Even if she cares, what can she do to us?"

The emperor's twisted order has both good and bad sides. It binds the extraordinary with the ordinary, but it also makes a group of stupid guys who are accustomed to the sense of superiority brought by this order forget the gap.

Absolute supremacy in the level of life, absolute crushing in the status of existence... In a territory where the ether is almost completely silent, Polynia, as a fifth-level extraordinary being, is actually not much different from the emperor. This territory is a country that she can play with at will.

The nobles of this city were obviously accustomed to that kind of order, so when faced with Polynya, a fifth-level transcendent, they were blindly stupid enough to dare to do such a thing, but this was probably also related to Polynya's overly gentle personality.

Fortunately, it happened that today, it happened that right now, a person who had absolutely nothing to do with the word "gentle" happened to discover their plan.

"The other companies will take over the rest of the matter, and we just have to watch the show."

The middle-aged nobleman seemed a little sleepy. He closed his eyes and said lazily, "Orwell, you don't need to notify me when your people come back. Let's talk after I wake up."

But he did not hear his servant's answer, so he repeated impatiently:

"Orwell? Did you hear me--"

bang-

The sound of armor hitting the ground echoed in the ears of the middle-aged noble.

"With luck."

The voice seemed to come from the mountains, from the wilderness, from every realm that could only be stepped into by those who stood at the pinnacle of life, and thus she seemed to be the pure terror and power itself.

"He can still hear you, oh... provided you still have a chance to talk to him."

Shitana moved her feet gently, trying to move the guard who fell to the ground away as if she was sweeping away garbage, but her toes only touched lightly, and the unconscious guard Orwell was blasted directly into the fireplace with a loud bang.

The girl was stunned for a moment, then looked down at her toes, and was thankful: "Fortunately, I managed to hold back at the end, otherwise I would have been covered in blood."

It wasn't a splash but an explosion. After all, if that kick just now had really landed, the guard would have exploded into a ball of blood foam on the spot.

"Sitting by the fireplace, and needing someone to hold your feet to keep them warm."

Xitana glanced at the trembling maid, then glanced at the middle-aged noble who was also trembling, and curled her lips: "Why, are you still a cripple?"

"This kid——!"

Shitana simply raised her toes and kicked lightly into the air, and the middle-aged noble's calf exploded into a ball of blood foam, and even the bone fragments could not be seen, actively turning the previous doubt into reality.

Amid the shrill wailing, Xitana frowned and picked her ears: "It's so noisy, did I ask you to speak?"

"I thought you were the only bad guy, but it turns out there are few good people in the whole city... Well, it's not surprising."

She walked slowly step by step to the middle-aged noble who had fallen to the ground, looking down at him condescendingly:

"I'll give you ten seconds to tell you all the people you're colluding with. If you can do that..."

The wolf tapped his temple and grinned, "I'll only do it once. Don't worry, it will be quick and painless. In just a blink of an eye, you won't have to feel the fear of being alive anymore."

"If not, then..."

Sitana bent her index finger and flicked it towards the wall in front of her.

Then, a distorted air wave blasted a huge hole with a perfect arc in the wall with a roar.

The girl smiled brightly after demonstrating her firepower: "I don't mind using less force, and then seeing how many holes I can make in a person's body without killing him."

"I... I'm telling you! I'm telling you! It's Carver, Rodana, and Cliff! They all don't want the refugees to share the supplies we got in exchange for our ether crystals, and, and..."

Having said almost everything he could say in one go, the tearful noble looked behind Hitana. For some reason, his eyes gradually became dull, then quickly became clear, and then he began to cry loudly:

"Polynya, Professor Polynya! There's a lunatic here, she's broken through your domain! Get rid of her!"

After all, Polynya was ordered by the Grand Duke of Grey Tower to support this territory. Since she is the Grand Duke's subordinate, it is equivalent to standing on their side. So no matter what happens, it would certainly not be wrong to ask Polynya for help at this time.

But no fighting broke out at all.

After a brief silence, Polynya said softly, "Sorry, Xitana, I was dealing with something just now and couldn't come here right away."

"Huh? Ah, nothing."

Xitana laughed heartily: "Teacher Nia is very busy, I understand. And it's not too late to come now."

"The nobles in this city want to kill all the refugees. This really fits my impression of nobles... But it doesn't matter. This guy will confess everything soon. When the time comes, we can divide them and clean up this bunch of garbage."

Miss Wolf looked relieved: "I didn't expect that I could help Teacher Nia with the cleaning. I'm so lucky!"

The middle-aged nobleman was already in despair. He would never have thought that this crazy woman who appeared from nowhere... was actually in cahoots with Polynia.

And what she could not have imagined was yet to come.

"… Stop it, Sitana."

Faced with Xitana's invitation to the provincial government, Polynia not only did not accept it, but also asked Xitana to... stop?

The smile on Wolf's face gradually disappeared. She tilted her head slightly and stared into Polynya's eyes: "What do you mean, stop?"

"It's not that I don't want those people to be punished, Sitana."

Even though Polynya felt terrified by Xitana's look, she still looked at her former student and said firmly:

"But it shouldn't be this way. I established the Silent Realm to prevent this from happening."

"It exists to constrain others as well as myself and those who stand on my side."

Polynya, who has been immersed in this field for decades and has also been active as a revolutionary for more than ten years, said word by word: "As for the reason, I should have taught you a long time ago, Xitana."

"Power, and the violence that comes from power, is never a solution to a problem."

“It’s another source of problems.”

Chapter 5: Correct (K)

As a fifth-level transcendent, Polynya has absolute control over the city. Although some unknown reason made her arrive a step late, it was not too late.

Precisely because it was late but not too late, the atmosphere between Polynia and Athena instantly became extremely sinister. The unruly and ferocious demon wolf seemed to break through Athena's restrictions, condensing and transforming behind her, and roaring at the arrogant man who dared to stop it from venting its anger and killing.

After a few seconds of silence, the terrifying brutal aura gradually subsided.

Shitana let out a light breath, and her innate ferocity was hidden in the deepest part of her dark red eyes, making her eyes look clear and clean.

"Why, Miss Polynya?"

She asked very seriously and calmly: "Why do you think I can't use violence?"

"No... it's not violence, Xitana." Polynya shook her head. "I said, violence is brought about by power. What cannot be used is not violence, but power, the extraordinary."

As a sorcerer who has exhausted everything for the sake of transcendence, and as a scholar who studies everything for the sake of truth, he actually said something like "the supernatural cannot be used". This is somewhat... unbelievable.

But Polynya was serious. Her expression and tone, as well as everything she did in this city, showed that she was serious.

This is incomprehensible to Sitana, who regards power as food and life.

"Isn't this even more inexplicable?"

She frowned unconsciously: "Power, can't be used? The meaning of power is to be used."

"Because not everyone can have power, Sitana."

Polynya looked at the maid who had just held the noble's feet and was now kneeling on the ground, trembling. Her eyes were gentle and compassionate. She walked forward to help the maid up and let her leave. Then she whispered to Xitana:

“This is a gap that cannot be changed and cannot be bridged.”

The woman looked at the maid's staggering figure with a complicated look in her eyes: "Just like this maid, just like the refugees staying in the resettlement site."

The meaning of supernatural existence is to be used, but if using it requires screening, then the existence of this power is difference and alienation itself.

Polynya didn't actually expect Xitana to understand this truth. She just hoped that the girl would at least not disrupt the gradually improving order of the territory because of their past friendship.

"Oh... I think I understand a little bit. What Teacher Nia wants to say is actually the supernatural beings' oppression of mortals, uh... what did Anser say? Oppression? No, it seems to be more serious, called... what was it called?"

The girl couldn't quite summarize the concept in her mind, so she could only scratch her head and said, "Anyway, the gap between extraordinary people and ordinary people is too big, so big that it makes people despair... That's about it."

Her expression was very calm when she said these words, without any of Polynia's heaviness and sentimentality, which made her former teacher even more surprised.

"Hitana... can you understand?"

"Of course." Xitana said nonchalantly, "I have seen this kind of thing before. I have seen it enough when I was in the West Country, Teacher Nia."

Her expression of not taking the matter to heart at all made Polynia start to feel negative emotions.

"If you can understand, then why——"

"It is precisely because I can understand that I rely on strength and use violence."

Xitana interrupted Polynya without hesitation: "Not only that, I will also gain even stronger power and become absolute violence, because as long as I become absolute, there will be no so-called...difference."

She stepped on the calf of the middle-aged noble who was trying to sneak up to Polynia, and the sound of broken bones rang out along with a shrill wail.

The wolf who had set out on the path to domination revealed a ferocious and arrogant smile:

"Under me, all are equal!"

This egocentric belief allowed Hitana to break through the fourth-level barrier and kill the fifth-level dragon, once again exceeding Anser's expectations.

And throughout the entire trip to the West, even until now, Anser had never criticized her ideas once, not even a gentle exhortation.

Anther supports her absolute, and as a gift in response to this trust, Xitana will become absolute, making all things in the world submit to Anther's correct...absolute!

Seeing her former teacher's expression gradually stiffen, Xitana also realized that she had not controlled her emotions well just now. She coughed lightly and restrained herself a little. After kicking the half-dead noble to the ground, Miss Wolf said in the softest tone possible:

"That's why I want to ask you, Teacher Nia, why can't I use violence? If there are so-called strong people who oppress others, then I will oppress them, isn't that great?"

"Actually, that old man, oh, the Grand Duke of Gray Tower, also told me about this. He said... 'It is merciful for the strong to obey the rules of the weak.' But since he divides people into strong and weak, how can he be sure that he is the strongest one?"

The girl used a very soft voice to speak words that were not soft at all.

"But I am sure that I will be the strongest. Those who claim to be strong are weaklings who should expect me to be kind enough."

Although her words were a little... unkind, in fact, Hitana's tone was very sincere and friendly. Both as a former teacher and for her help to the refugees, Polynya deserved her gentle treatment.

But... Polynya didn't seem to want to accept this tenderness. She took two steps back and smiled reluctantly:

"You really haven't changed at all, Sitana. That's amazing."

Now, Hitana didn't think Polynya was praising her. She raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "Teacher Nia, you seem very unhappy. Do you want to say..."

"Am I still as stupid as before?"

Polynya's face turned slightly pale, she bit her lip and said nothing.

In this increasingly bad atmosphere, it was Sitana who always had a bad temper who took the initiative to save the situation and laughed heartily: "It's just a joke, if you thought I was an idiot before, Nia, you wouldn't have gone to so much trouble to help me."

"You believed in my possibility, and now..."

The girl walked towards the noble who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, slowly raised her boot, and prepared to crush his head with one kick.

"I'm here to repay you for this letter—" "Bang!"

The surging ether ball hit Sitana's boots, knocking her legs about two centimeters off course.

“Xitana…” Polynya’s face turned paler but her expression gradually became resolute. She tightly grasped her cane and said in a hoarse and dry voice, “You are still trapped in that simplistic hatred and anger. You don’t understand why the extraordinary destroyed this society. The destruction it caused to order has never been based on good and evil.”

Sitana's raised leg hovered in the air for two seconds, then gently lowered.

She kicked the floor tiles lightly with the toe of her boot, and once again, she suppressed the beastly and brutal nature in her heart, tilting her head to look at Polynya:

"Then you can just tell me directly, Teacher Nia."

Asking questions whenever there is a problem is one of the effective ways for Hitana to avoid trouble. Although few people would say something inexplicable or confusing in front of her now, because Polynia is standing opposite her, she will still listen to the other party's opinions.

Up to now, Sitana was not actually angry at all, she just disagreed with Polynia's ideas and was a little confused as to why she was angry instead.

"You were like this when you were a child, Sitana... You always believed that the world was built on good and evil."

But Polynya had no way of figuring out what Sitana was thinking, because her changes... were too great.

Even if there was no malicious intent, the brutality and cruelty of stepping on the mountains of corpses and seas of blood was not something a scholar could bear. Polynya, who was unable to see Xitana's current state of mind, said with great difficulty under tremendous pressure: