The villain's way to tame the protagonist

Since it is easy to design the saint into the required appearance, why not design her from the beginning as someone who is equally determined to fulfill the so-called "true great mission"?

"Our ancestors tried it before," Mu replied, "but the results showed that doing so would only bring disaster... a devastating disaster."

In fact, the three words "tried" can explain everything.

"Yes, which saint is it?"

"The thirty-fifth."

"You haven't told me the nature of the assistant." Xin asked again, "Why can I see the assistant?"

"That is just... an extension of your spiritual essence. In essence, it is just a projection of the power you possess at a specific level."

Mu unconsciously touched the Ouroboros pendant again, turned his head and glanced at Xin, and found that she was still calm. Then he continued: "As long as the concept of the assistant is shaped for you... When you use that power, you will act according to that concept. The principle is no different from your mind-reading ability."

"The effect of [Awareness] is simple and clear. It allows you to have absolute perception, utilization, and control over the power of the soul... In fact, there is no limit to you if you want to read minds. It's just that we make you believe that you can only read the other person's mind when the sins of the person are rising and falling. This is the barrier of consciousness we set for you."

Obviously, it no longer matters to Mu whether Xin can read his mind or not.

"Assistant Manager, is that the case as well?"

Xin didn't do that either, because it wasn't important to her either.

Mu shook his head. “It’s a little more complicated than that, but the essence is the same.”

"We have been deliberately emphasizing certain parts of your education about assistants, and through our guidance, we have turned these parts into habits and hints, buried deep in your heart. Finally, as you redeem yourself time and time again, and accumulate little by little, it will become... an indestructible brand."

Xin looked down at her hands. She had brought what she believed to be divine blessings and salvation to others countless times, but those were just prison instruments made specifically for her by the bishops.

"Emphasis on...certain parts?"

"Yes, like balance, like coordination, like... possibilities. What can you think of?"

"I can't think of anything." Xin shook his head.

Mu stopped and turned to look at Xin: "It's an extraordinary talent, it's..."

"The abyss, and the heaven."

Very, very simple... answer.

"Your salvation is essentially... extracting the part of the other person's soul that has been infected by the abyss. It requires an external attribute as an anchor point for you to determine that you are 'redeeming'. So it is specifically manifested as... 'turning to good' after being redeemed, and the existence that has been redeemed by you. If you can even extract the erosion of the abyss... then changing their mindset is a piece of cake."

"You may want to ask, you have also redeemed some mortals who have no extraordinary powers at all. For them... your redemption has strengthened their souls that are very likely to be corroded by the abyss, and to a certain extent, it has improved the quality and level of their souls."

"What you see is actually the aptitude of the soul. For many extraordinary people, being free from the erosion of the abyss does not mean being strong. On the contrary, it will destroy everything they have. Only those extraordinary people who can withstand your power and perfectly transfer it to the road to heaven can be saved by you... The same is true for mortals who have not yet embarked on the road to the extraordinary. Even if the road to the abyss is closed, the extraordinary people who can perfectly fit the road to heaven are souls with such aptitude and are worthy of salvation."

As for the true nature of those who cannot be redeemed, it is not difficult to understand - they are those who have been infected by the abyss, but do not have the excellent qualifications and are not worth the effort to extract themselves from the infection.

This is Xin's redemption, the mission she is fulfilling, and the essence of the association she is maintaining.

- Select those extraordinary people with extraordinary qualifications and souls, and force them to correct their thinking and accept the guidance of the church, the assistants, and God.

"And in our... design, you always adhere to the balance of the co-principle. According to this thinking, in the process of using power, the erosion will eventually be transferred to... you."

The densely packed black thorns on the pure white robe are the best proof.

Xin lowered his head and stroked the thorns on his chest, thoughtfully.

"But...I'm not in pain, not like Mr. Devil."

"Although you have fulfilled your mission for ten years and have saved countless people, the accumulated erosion is indeed very huge, but it is incomparable to the erosion that Hydra has endured."

"Besides that, although these erosions are huge, they will not have much impact on you."

The Saint Lady's eyes passed over the small snake entangled in the thorns: "Am I...very powerful?"

"At the soul level... it's no exaggeration to say that you have the potential to rival the Old Gods."

Hearing these words, the pair of holy blue eyes that had been dark all along finally flashed with a ray of light.

"is that so……"

She gently placed her hand on her chest, covering the little snake, and whispered reassuringly.

"That really couldn't be better."

Mu's eyes looked complicated when he heard the tone. He coughed lightly and said:

"As for why you see the assistant on that Hydra... this is also one of the original intentions of this design."

As an Orc, Anser obviously cannot be defined by the rules of the church. Logically speaking, Xin either cannot see the reason why Anser is worthy of salvation, or he cannot see anything at all.

But this is not the case, because although Xin has always believed that the assistant is great and noble, even under the design of the church, she will not pay attention to why the final manifestation of salvation is only on the two ends of good and evil, but she will still form a kind of... subconscious that the church needs her to form.

"As your power accumulates and grows stronger, in addition to that qualification, you will gradually generate another standard of measurement."

The result of salvation is that people change and become good, so Xin will unconsciously think...

"The possibility of good and evil, you... are able to see that kind of thing."

Mu's tone became a little complicated: "It's actually hard for us to explain the logic behind this, because there is no objective standard for judging good and evil, but the facts prove that... you can indeed judge this possibility through the soul, but it only appears in extreme cases."

Most ordinary people will waver between good and evil, only a very small number of people are pure evil, and a very small number of people are pure good. And this kind of redemption is to liberate the possibility seen by Xin, so that the pure goodness of the other party, which has been hidden because of certain things, can shine.

This is undoubtedly the case with Xitana. Even though she has so many shortcomings and a bad temper, and even though her reputation for cruelty has spread throughout the empire, she still has a very high reputation among the people. If she was really changed by Xin... I don't know how perfect a woman she would become.

Ming Fuluo...she is most likely a combination of both. After all, she had always been hesitant before being rescued, and her talent as a genius is unquestionable.

As for Ivora and Anser, neither of them should appear in Xin's normal standards, but in her opinion, the former cannot be redeemed, while the latter has the largest assistant in the world.

Ivora was obviously hopeless, someone who was not worthy of being saved in any way, and Anser, the so-called greatest assistant in the world...

This means that if his hatred, his rage, his despair, all the pain he has experienced, and all the hatred he has carried can be eliminated, then maybe... he can become the most amazing and kind person in the world.

That's why the church was so confident in sending Xin to Anser. Who could have thought, who could have thought, that the regent, that Hydra, actually had... such a possibility in Xin's eyes?

Even Mu, whose life was saved by Anser, had never considered this situation, because this criterion is only generated under extreme circumstances, and the fact that Anser has an assistant who can make Xin abandon everything is simply a fantasy. No one could have imagined that such an extreme among extremes would occur.

But at this time, Xin was not happy at all.

If that was the case, then the possibility of Anser becoming a perfect person would have really been exaggerated to that extent...

So what kind of pain had he gone through, what kind of terrible despair had he experienced, and how had he been destroyed to abandon that possibility, to completely destroy and trample upon his own heart, to choose to become what he is now... vicious and cruel?

"I am still...too naive."

Xin subconsciously hugged her, mumbling in a trance:

"Even if that's the case, maybe there's no way to empathize with Mr. Devil... So that's how it is."

It turns out that there is no one in this world who can truly and completely empathize with Mr. Devil, so he made such a choice.

I finally know what I should do, my choice, my guess... is correct, Mr. Devil.

I will never let you——

"Saint."

Unconsciously, they had arrived at the end of this mysterious space. The light here was already very bright, because the surrounding was filled with various equipment, dense cables, and opaque jars arranged in arrays. It seemed that they were studying something very important. However, now that no one was watching over it, it meant that the research project had become completely stable.

"It took a lot of work to move it here... but it was necessary. I have one last question for you."

Before Xin could come to his senses, Mu's question had already come.

"I want to ask you, even now... are you still thinking about redeeming His Royal Highness the Regent?"

Xin did not answer the question. Her eyes even softened a little, as if she was looking at an illusion that did not exist here.

"You know what, Bishop Mu."

"I promised him. I promised Ann."

Then she opened her arms, as if hugging someone from behind, and on that beautiful face given by God, there appeared something called a smile, which she didn't need but was so real.

Mu's pupils suddenly contracted, not only because of Xin's completely abnormal behavior, but also because of the way Xin addressed Anser.

It’s not Mr. Devil, it’s...Ann?

In the culture of the theocracy, this short syllable name can only be used by bishops, bishops' successors, and saints. It is a holy name bestowed by God.

Xin called Anser that, obviously not because she wanted the non-existent God to give Anser a name. Facing reality, no matter how unacceptable she was, she could not get rid of the church and culture that shaped her life in an instant.

Even though she was still restrained, even though she had not escaped the pain, she could still do it for that person... destroy the rules she once abided by and the order she once respected, just to not be able to call him in such a strange tone, not with a name that was meant for a mission.

She didn't want to call him Mr. Devil anymore. She didn't want to use the habit she had developed while fulfilling that imaginary mission to call the person she didn't want to save under the pretext of fulfilling her mission.

She never knew how to address him in a way that showed intimacy, so she could only call him clumsily in this strange way, in the way that was most important to her, even though he couldn't hear her.

"I'll make him... a hero."

It was not an agreement with Hercules, but with the devil who said he never felt any pain, the one she cared about the most and the most important person, An.

Looking at Xin's gentle smile that made people dazed, Mu was silent for a long time.

"Is that so... Then I understand, Saint."

hum-

The strange instruments around suddenly made a loud sound, and the opaque jars forming the array became clearly visible. Xin's opened eyes reflected the light and shadow at the moment, and also reflected... Mu who took off the Ouroboros pendant.

"You asked me why our ancestors had to create a god, right?"

Mu closed his eyes and injected ether into the pendant, causing it to turn into mustard powder in an instant.

"Because people need a God."

"And you...will become their god."

Chapter 6·Weakness (K)

The chaotic battle started by the Grand Duke of Gray Tower and the Grand Duke of Iron Blade could not last long after all.

With the casualties of innocent civilians, Xitana's rage is enough to spread throughout the North. The wolf beasts that feed on war and killing are becoming more and more unstoppable in one massacre after another. Whether in terms of strength or mentality, there is no reason for the nobles and extraordinary people who have given everything for the two grand dukes to retreat step by step or simply turn against them. Under the leadership of His Majesty the Beast King, the unstoppable imperial army has approached the city defended by Ivora, and it is only one step away from ending the war.

Da, da, da——

The howling of the cold wind should have drowned out most of the other sounds, but the steady knocking sounds were still so clear to the bigwigs on the city wall.

Outside the city walls, a terrifying group of magical beasts gathered, but they did not launch an attack. Instead, they stayed where they were quietly and obediently. They would not do anything before their ruler gave any instructions.

In the center of the group of monsters, a young girl stood on top of a giant ice-white dragon, looking expressionlessly at the huge city looming in the distance and the blood-red sun hanging high in the sky. Her long boots unconsciously stepped on the hard scales of the giant dragon Sif, making such a knocking sound.

Compared to those huge and ferocious monsters, no matter how tall and outstanding her figure was, she should not be noticeable. But the fact was, just standing there, her strong presence seemed to show her spirit and strength to the outside world all the time, but compared with the size and ferocity of the monsters, they were really weak.

The short braided white hair and the dark black windbreaker fluttered in the cold wind, but in the eyes of others, just the back of this monster was enough to make people's backs colder than the increasingly cold wind in the north.

"Farrow, what do you think this lunatic is going to do next?"

Those who can stand on the city wall behind the Warcraft Legion are basically the most powerful nobles or leaders of the extraordinary organizations. Most of them are at level five. Although they cannot directly participate in the war, expressing their stance is very important to them.

After all, everyone now has a consensus - if you make the wrong choice between Anser and Ivora, you may die later, but if you don't follow the ideas of His Majesty the Beast King, you will definitely die suddenly.

Larenbar is the new generation leader of the Soaring Eagle family. His family has been passed down for more than two hundred years and is considered to have a strong foundation in the empire. As a young man, Larenbar is naturally ambitious. In his opinion, this war and change is the best opportunity for the family... However, this is just his initial idea.

"Who knows? We should be thankful to the Regent that she has no intention of forcing an attack on the eldest princess."

Farrow also comes from a long-standing organization of supernatural beings. His organization has close ties with the Soaring Eagle family, and the two have a good personal relationship.

Larenbar's eyes were gloomy and anxious. "But she will do it sooner or later... Can't you see it? Xitana Lancemalos... She is just a mad dog raised by the Regent and spoiled too much!"

Of course, these terrible words were conveyed through a special means of communication. After all, no one dared to bet whether Xitana could hear the voices from dozens or hundreds of meters away.

"Calm down, Bal." Farrow comforted his friend, "She and her monster army will bear the most intense counterattacks and attacks, and our loss rate will be much lower."

Larenbar rubbed his nose and said, "Damn it... doesn't she understand that she should stop here?!"

The outcome of this war has actually been completely decided at this point.

The forces under Ivora have been almost completely wiped out, while the empire ruled by His Royal Highness the Regent has not suffered any damage, not even a scratch. The Beast King wreaking havoc on the battlefield and the Witch wandering in the shadows... the two of them have taken care of most of the problems.

The game according to the rules has ended, but everyone knows that Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess, who has not yet appeared, will never accept such a defeat.

In the end, she will definitely risk everything and fight to the death with the Regent.

But that was not a battlefield that people like them could set foot on. The mad Ivora should be handed over to Anther for handling, and Hitana looked like she might rush into the city and fight with Ivora at any time. It didn't seem like she wanted to call Anther to solve the problem.

You are the leader, you can fight Xiangyan’s psychopath however you want, but we are not like that!

All the bigwigs who were waiting for Xitana to make a decision thought so.

They really hope that His Excellency the Beast King can calmly realize that in the upcoming war, they and their people will no longer be able to play any role. If you must go, you can go alone, and don't let them make any more unnecessary sacrifices.

It would be best if His Royal Highness the Regent could be present in person, but unfortunately... it seems that he still wants his loyal dog to solve the problem.

"…Farrow, is there a possibility?"