The villain's way to tame the protagonist

Shitana entered the realm called "Supreme" one step earlier than Isa, and she was the first person to step into that world since the birth of this world in ignorance.

What exactly did she see and what kind of power did she possess? Even Isha Zili, a brave warrior with the will of heaven, could not understand.

But it sounds ridiculous that a hero who fought the Dragon King to a draw, defeated Hydra, and killed the Flame Eater would betray her friends and rule the world. But the problem is... no one present seemed to think that Shetana was joking, everyone was serious.

Ming Furo took off her glasses and opened her mouth slightly, but was unable to refute. Not only did they all know what Xitana was determined to do at the moment, but they also understood the reality behind this determination.

"Of course we are afraid, Miss Sitana."

A gentle voice broke the silence of the moment.

"But we're not just afraid of you, we're also afraid of ourselves."

"The universal ether furnace has been perfected. Miss Ming Furo estimates that the next iteration will be a hundred years from now. She longs for infinite possibilities and great changes, but she has also told Miss Isa about her concerns about the future. When ether and the extraordinary are fully integrated into all living things, she will not be able to estimate the huge possibilities. Isn't Miss Ming Furo afraid that the development of the world will far exceed her pursuit of change? Isn't she afraid that a hundred years from now, she herself will become the gravekeeper of the old era?"

Xin gently held the Ouroboros pendant around her neck. Her eyes were so kind and gentle, as if embracing and purifying all the ominousness and evil in the world.

"Me too, Ms. Sitana. I'm afraid of myself, too."

"How many sins can I cleanse, how many disputes can I quell, how long can I maintain order? How long can I still...love the people of the world?"

"One hundred years, two hundred years, three hundred years...even a thousand years, these are long periods of time for any life, but on the scale of time, they are just the flow of a moment."

The saint raised her head, and a vast brilliance scattered from the sky and fell into the world like rain.

"Even Miss Isa... no, she should be the one who can admit this fear the most. She has never thought that she can keep this world in eternal beauty, because eternal beauty... does not exist."

Standing on the top of heaven, they are not affected by the abyss. They themselves may not know how long they will have to endure from now on.

Therefore, compared to the warlock who brought about change, compared to the saint who coordinated and balanced, compared to the brave man who led all living beings, Hitana, who represented pure force, decided to leave this world after completing her mission.

She didn't want to break the shackles and revolutionize the world. As a hero, she would become a new... villain who shackles the world at some point in the future.

"So, you guys are very clear about this... Xin can explain it so clearly. Ming Fuluo, even if you didn't say anything, didn't you still build this thing in the end?"

Shitana stamped her feet. This platform standing in the clouds was created by Ming Furo to help Shitana get away from this world and go to the endless depths of the Infinite Maze, far away from this world.

"This is my preparation for the future development of the maze world. Don't be too self-indulgent." Ming Fuluo emphasized expressionlessly, "And I don't have your worries. As long as I can see the changes in the world, as long as this world is not static, then I don't care what the future holds."

"Oh... I almost forgot. If Isa and Xin hadn't pulled you back, you would have become a perverted scholar." Xitana looked at her with amusement. "But even if you don't care about people as much as they do now, you're not as indifferent as you say."

"I hope to see them forge a new future. Good or bad, it's their choice and I won't interfere."

Ming Fuluo paused and looked away slightly: "At least, I won't interfere from the beginning to the end."

"Hmph, just be tough."

But no matter what, Xitana had no intention of changing her mind, and Ming Furo seemed to have given up persuading her. The conversation between the two was like a final farewell.

Xin looked at the Wolf Emperor, then at the Mechanical God, at the powerful but lonely wolf, and then at the rational but awkward scholar, and shook his head helplessly.

"But that should be a long, long time in the future, right?"

She floated to Xitana's side, held the hand that could easily break the sky and the earth, and said softly: "Miss Xitana, you and we still have a long time to watch the world move towards a better direction."

The fate of the world lies in their hands, and no matter how uncertain the future is, they must be heroes who change the world in order to follow the guidance of fate and free it from the eternal domination and manipulation of the Old Deus.

They are more qualified than anyone else in the world to expect and watch the world become more beautiful and vibrant. This is not only their obligation, but also the reward they deserve.

"...It's not that easy." Xitana sighed, "I'll be reluctant to leave after staying here for too long. Will my future self still have the resolve to make the decision I have now?"

"Also, stop looking at me like an old mother."

Ms. Wolf Emperor originally wanted to shake off the Saint's hand, but facing her... uh, loving eyes, she was ultimately unable to do so and could only complain helplessly.

"Because I love everyone in this world, Ms. Sitana."

Xin was not disappointed by these words, but instead showed a more sincere and gentle smile:

"You are one of them, and of course I love you too."

Xitana turned to look at Ming Fuluo with empty eyes: "After I leave, you and Isa will have a hard time."

Ming Fuluo's eyes twitched as well, and she was obviously not used to Xin's "kindness". "...There are still quite a few people left in the church, I will ask them to find a way to correct Xin's bad habits."

"Ha, so you didn't put your hopes on that Isa guy, did you?"

Xitana grinned and said, "'Xin finally found her true value and self, please don't look down on her'... She would definitely say that. In a way, she is more saintly than Xin."

Xin blinked his eyes and said, "Ms. Isa's integrity and kindness are indeed beyond my reach."

"I'm not praising you two! Wait..."

Xitana turned around suddenly and stared at the entrance of the platform. Her expression changed drastically: "I smell that guy!"

She stared at Ming Fuluo fiercely: "Didn't you say she was busy dealing with the mess of Xiangyan! How could she have time now——"

"To avoid her bothering me all day long after you run away." Ming Furo put on her glasses slowly, with the corners of her mouth rising slightly.

"So, I gave her a last-minute notice."

"My little Xixixixixi——"

A cry like that of a funeral came from a distance, and the last picture was frozen on Hitana's face, which was a mixture of panic and fear.

It overlapped with the somewhat anxious face in front of Anser.

"What should I do? What should I tell Teacher Nia when she comes?"

The girl paced back and forth in the room in panic: "She must be heartbroken... Why is Lina so anxious! Can't we all sit down and have a good chat?"

Listening to the close chattering, Hydra's consciousness returned to reality from the huge "image gallery" in his mind.

The heroes of the future.

He looked at the girl's face, which was a little childish at this moment and had a completely different style from the future, but was just as beautiful and moving. He was in a trance for a moment.

After accomplishing such a great feat, what he thought about was not basking in the world's love and cheers, nor was he enjoying all material satisfactions, and he didn't even plan to taste the fruits of victory. Instead, he was worried about the impact he might have on the world and on the people of the world in the distant future.

They are so great that I don’t know what to say... Compared with them, I am really a complete scum and villain.

As Anser thought so, his gaze gradually fell on the collar that could never appear on the Wolf Emperor's neck, but appeared on Shitana's neck.

"If I comfort her, she'll think I'm mocking—Ugh!"

Xitana shuddered violently, then looked at Anser with disbelief, her face gradually beginning to turn red.

"install--"

Unfortunately, before she could ask the question in anger, Polynia, who was lying on the sofa, woke up.

The girl could only glare at Anser with a resentful look, but he looked so cute no matter how she looked at him.

The Wolf Emperor who was able to choose to exile himself for the sake of stability in the world when he had achieved success, is now a silly girl who is a little addicted to her little hobbies, and the Saint who will always love the world...

"Ms. Xin," he said softly, "Thank you for your hard work. Next, I will need your help."

Xin, who was surrounded by Anser from behind, leaned gently on Anser's shoulder: "I will help Mr. Devil, no thanks needed."

"Is it for me, or for redemption?"

Xin stared at Anser's profile, his eyes flickered for a moment, and after a brief silence, he replied:

"It's all the same, Mr. Devil."

"That's it."

The evil Hydra smiled lightly and said nothing more. Now was not the right time to stimulate Sin's emotions. A stable balance had to be achieved between the enhancement of the sense of need and the dismantling of God.

Xin will be his sooner or later, but as the devil's property, Xin must have a normal and safe mentality.

But no matter how abnormal it is, it has nothing to do with loving the world.

Ansir Hydra stroked the snake ring that symbolized himself, deep and pure darkness surging in his sea-blue eyes.

Fortunately, I am a complete scum and villain.

Chapter 5: Wrestling (K)

The little interaction between Ansel and Hitana was paused because Polynya woke up. The girl touched her collar somewhat unnaturally, and when she saw Polynya slowly open her eyes, she hurriedly helped her up.

"Teacher Nia, are you...are you okay?"

Hitana, who had a strong and even cold aura when confronting Polynya just now, now seemed a little at a loss: "Well, Lina should have no ill will towards you... probably."

As Polynya gradually regained consciousness, her vision began to slowly focus. The scene before she lost consciousness appeared before her eyes, but she was still in a daze.

"The refugees... have all been taken away." Xitana looked at her former teacher cautiously, "Linna is here in person. She will ensure everyone's safety, Teacher Nia."

Since Polynya was in a bad state, Anser, who was sitting not far away, communicated directly with Xin: "Ms. Xin, what do you think of Xier's current views on Ms. Polynya's ideas?"

"...Miss Wild Wolf will not accept this concept."

Xin looked at Xitana, who was now like a good girl, and responded calmly: "She is used to relying on strength to solve problems. It has become an instinct for her."

Can a wolf without claws still be considered a wolf? It is obvious that Xitana cannot accept that she has lost the power to solve problems. Whether it is the fact that Polynya was repeatedly interrupted by Marina and failed to express her ideas properly, or Xitana's very emotional personality, it is destined that she cannot understand the nonsense of "erasing the extraordinary".

At least that's how Xin sees it.

Anser smiled, and this smile seemed to have some deeper meaning in Xin's eyes, but before the saint had time to think about what it was, Anser asked another question:

"That's what you think... What about you? Do you also disagree with the idea of ​​returning everything to normal as Sitana does?"

Anser had asked Xin what he thought of Polynya not long ago, and this time he asked what he thought about the issue of "erasing the extraordinary".

As expected, Xin answered almost without hesitation: "Of course."

Of course, she could not agree with Polynya's point of view. Not to mention that such a thing was impossible to do, the mere idea was blasphemy against God.

The extraordinary is the embodiment of God’s power, the gift bestowed upon mankind by God, and the best proof that God, who resides high in the sky and has never appeared, really exists.

Only those who have committed serious sins will be deprived of this gift by God. To attempt to forcibly deprive everyone of the qualification to receive God's grace is not only arrogant, but also a desecration of God's majesty and a denial of the fundamental proof that God does exist.

But just after responding like a conditioned reflex, Xin couldn't help but have doubts in his mind.

in case……

"But what if Polynya uses this method to fulfill your role as assistant?"

Ansel held his chin with interest and stared at Polynya, who still looked confused, as if he was very interested in the theory proposed by the scholar.

"If her theory of isolating the extraordinary is indeed valuable, and if God needs her to bring about such changes in the world, what do you think of her idea?"

"..."

Xin didn't answer because she had been in this dilemma not long ago.

Redemption only brings about a change for the good in a person, not completely distorting her will from beginning to end. Even if Polynia's arrogance is redeemed, she will not give up her lifelong pursuit and long-cherished wish because of redemption. At most, she will only turn to other directions, but ultimately she will still study the so-called "ether silence".

Would God...consider this as coordination? In God's eyes, blocking the ether and isolating the supernatural is equivalent to digging up its foundation, which is also a part of coordination?

If it were the Xin of the past, he would only devoutly praise God's magnanimity and greatness, and firmly believe that God must have other intentions, but now Xin only feels... contradictory.

It seemed as if contradictions were everywhere, and she could touch upon them as long as she thought deeply about them, which she had never done before.

The assistant exists for greater rules and to maintain the operation of the entire world. However, what she has seen and heard along the way, as well as the questions raised by the devil from time to time, all remind her... there is no greater goal at all.

Redemption is to enable the redeemed to bring positive changes to the society in which they live, and judgment is to make unforgivable sinners lose the ability to harm others, as if... that's all.

Those verses that sound profound and mysterious, those laws that must be revered and obeyed, are ultimately just for the sake of the world we live in.

Xin did not find the so-called greatness and transcendence from his own memories and experiences. Everything that God touched seemed to have never left the scope of human beings.

Marina's meaningful words still echoed in her mind.

[As if by making this excuse grand enough, it can conceal its true nature]

Therefore, Xin could only remain silent. Everything she had experienced along the way with the devil turned into the cruelest and sharpest blade, chiseling at the mental barriers that should have been unbreakable in the eyes of the bishops, and cutting her soul that had clearly experienced good and evil, life and death, but was so... fragile.

After such a long time, Polynya finally accepted the reality and slowly revealed a bitter and sad smile.

"You think I'm ridiculous, too... just like your sister, right, Sitana?"

"...That's not the case. I just think that Teacher Nia's idea is a little too...advanced."

Xitana scratched her head: "Now is not the time to discuss this kind of thing, right? At least we have to wait until Anser and I kill all those bad guys, and then we can figure out whether the extraordinary are harmful or not..."

Polynya sat up with her help and shook her head weakly and dejectedly:

"That's impossible, Sitana. When you get used to achieving success with that omnipotent power, when you get used to having your way with others, it will be impossible to leave it."

She raised her head with difficulty and stared at her former student with tired and painful eyes:

"Can you... stop?"

Xitana was speechless, and she really didn't know how to refute Polynya.