The villain's way to tame the protagonist

Su Silun considered her words carefully, because the black crow in front of her always gave her the illusion that it would throw her into the pile of body parts at any time.

“I just know they are very professional…unusually professional.”

The crow pecked at its feathers lightly: "Shadow Marsh... Oh, now it's the Execution Department of the Supervisory Bureau. It's been a long time since the Execution Department has encountered such a professional person - from physical traces to soul information, nothing is left behind, it's clean."

"According to my understanding of Oren City..." Susilen paused, "The security designed by Ms. Zeger should not be so easy to infiltrate."

"Unless you conduct a mandatory soul reading every time you enter the city, there is no such thing as an impenetrable city in this world, Susilun."

Marina lightly waved her wings, and a large shadow enveloped the body parts on the ground, swallowing up the blood in an instant. The suffocating and horrific scene seemed as if nothing had happened.

"Originally, I should have been detected by Oren City's ether detection mechanism, but now I am not. In Miss Ming Fuluo's words, I was registered by her... on the white list. In addition, Oren City has eighty-seven extraordinary people who hold special licenses and can use ether in any area."

"This mechanism only restricts assassins and spies. The Executive Department has nine ways to infiltrate, but the success rate is not very high."

Marina's words made Su Silun unable to grasp the key point, but Su Silun did not panic. Instead, she became calmer.

At the moment, it doesn't seem like they are asking me for help, but rather a test for me. Tests mean recognition, and mean...gains.

The Dark Witch is temporarily unable to find out the truth, the well-prepared enemy, and most importantly... the purpose of spying on Oren City.

There has long been no force in the empire that can compete with Anser, not only because of his strength and the qualifications and talents he has demonstrated as a ruler, but also because those extraordinary people who are supposed to be lawless have long been accustomed to the feeling of being suppressed.

If there is a chance to gain freedom, they will not hesitate to fight for it, but if the risk of this opportunity becomes too high, they will also not hesitate to choose to give it up.

No one would think of rebelling against Anser, because it is meaningless and not worth it.

So, who would do such a thing?

"The Church..." She murmured subconsciously, "Only the Church has the motivation to do this."

The crow's wings flapped briskly. "Very good, Susilen. I'm glad you agree with me."

Because she was once a princess, and because she knew more about the so-called aristocratic families and extraordinary organizations than most people in this world, she was able to quickly discover the key.

So... you found me?

But if she already had the answer, why did she need me?

Suslen was not at all pleased by Marina's praise. She remained humble. Under this humility was the self-awareness and vigilance that she had relied on to survive until now:

"It's my pleasure, ma'am, but... I still don't have the confidence to help you. Your subordinates are much stronger than me. If it is something that they find difficult, it can be called impossible for me."

"Oh?"

It was just a simple question, but Su Silun could hear curiosity and...pleasure in the slightly rising tone of the voice.

The beautiful black crow turned into a beautiful woman, with a long black skirt dragging on the ground. The conservative clothes could not conceal her fascinating charm, as if there was some kind of radical beauty hidden in the conservatism, which gave her a unique magic.

"That's not what you wanted to say, Susilen."

Marina chuckled and stared into Susilen's light flame red eyes. The color of her eyes was mixed and impure, just like her qualifications as a Flame Eater.

As she spoke, the light in Susilun's sight quickly faded, and endless darkness surged from behind her, engulfing everything, leaving the world in dead silence, leaving only the voice of the one who dominates the shadows:

"Although you hide it well, I know... you have ambitions, extraordinary ambitions."

The witch's whisper echoed in Susilen's ears: "Otherwise you wouldn't take a risk more terrifying than death and rely on Efesand to fight against Ivora. You are confident that you only lack the qualifications in strength, but in other aspects, you are no weaker than your sister."

"In that case, why did you reject me?" Marina sighed, "This is your chance, a chance for you to gain my favor and further realize your ambitions. Why don't you want to seize it?"

"Do you think I hate ambitious people? Do you think I'm uneasy about leaving an ambitious person next to Mr. Anser?"

After this light-sounding question, Su Silun finally answered. She lowered her head, her voice still respectful and humble:

"No, that's not how I see you, ma'am. You are also an ambitious person. It is that great ambition that has brought you to where you are today, and made you the most capable woman by your master's side."

Shrouded in darkness, Su Silun could not feel any existence, nor did she hear any response from Marina. She could only prevent her will from being overwhelmed and swallowed by the endless silence and darkness, relying on what Marina mentioned... ambition.

"But you always do things that match your ambition. You won't let ambition blind your decisions. Before you realize your ambition, you must first do the right thing that can help your master. That's what's really important, isn't it?"

Su Silun, whose throat was dry, didn't know if her voice was trembling. She could only continue to try her best to make her tone sound calm enough: "I think so too. In my opinion, blindly pursuing the possibility of further progress is just a fool captured by ambition."

I don’t know how much time has passed. In this endless darkness, time seems to have lost its meaning.

"A fool held captive by ambition..."

Not until the boundless darkness faded away and the chuckle sounded again did Su Silun finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"I like your statement, Susilen."

Marina disappeared, or rather, she turned back into the crow and said in a light tone, "But don't worry. I chose you because you are really suitable for this job. After listening to what I am going to say, it won't be too late for you to accept or reject it."

Sure enough...I was right!

Su Silun knew that she had made the right bet again.

Ansel, and the girls around Ansel, she tries her best every day to understand everything about them, to figure out their likes and dislikes, to guess their tendencies, to analyze their personalities... in order to seize every opportunity she can.

Marina Lancemalos is the most radical woman around Anther. She will not hesitate to wipe out anyone who dares to hinder or disobey Anther. She uses Anther as the standard for everything. She looks almost crazy and has no rules in her eyes. In some ways, she may be more dangerous than her sister.

But after thinking deeply about the events that Marina had recorded publicly, Suslen discovered that this woman...she was not actually radical. She was far more conservative than anyone had imagined.

——All her starting points were just for Anser, and because of this, she would not do anything unnecessary. As long as she achieved the goal that was beneficial to Anser, she would not do even a little more to avoid any accidents. The way she realized her ambitions was also based on this.

Because Marina cares more about Anser's interests than Anser himself, it is impossible for her to become a true radical. Before taking any action, she must first ensure the possibility of success.

To a certain extent, Suslun's analysis was not wrong, because Marina would always make the best choice for Anser - and this choice would often take into account almost all situations and therefore appear conservative.

Suslun didn't know Marina's specific code of conduct, but she had a general idea.

In this way, she not only seized the opportunity that she really wanted, but also, as just now, increased her score in Marina's heart.

For Su Silun, the latter is more important - as long as the girls around Ansel truly recognize her current status and identity, even if she is just a personal maid, she will benefit greatly in Su Silun's eyes.

"Then tell me, ma'am."

The girl bowed humbly: "I will try my best to live up to your expectations."

Live up to...any opportunity you give me.

*

There was an explosion in Hydra's great bath.

"Shitana!"

Ming Fuluo's angry shouts echoed in the empty bathtub: "How many times have I told you not to run and dive like an idiot! Do you think this is fun?"

The one who caused the explosion stuck his head out of the water and said nonchalantly: "Of course! If it's not fun, how can I play it every day!"

"Marlina...keep your idiot sister in check!"

Sitting on the edge of the bathtub, Marina gracefully applied lotion on her legs. She rested her face on her knees, tilted her head slightly, and smiled: "Although Miss Ming Fuluo will not get wrinkles when she is angry, if she is anxious for a long time, she will still develop a bad temperament."

"Hahahahaha that's right, Ming Fuluo, you look so dead all the time. Maybe one day Ansher won't be excited about you anymore..."

"Same to you, Sitana."

Marina interrupted Miss Wolf's laughter with a nonchalant tone: "If you want to talk about that... Miss Ming Fuluo is much better than you."

Before Hitana could even laugh twice, she was stunned. Two drops of water dripped from the hair on her forehead and swirled in the deep grooves.

"Ming Fuluo... is better than me?"

Xitana had an expression of disbelief: "Marina, you have seen her dying before, how can she be better than me!"

"Being desperate doesn't mean Mr. Anser can't satisfy her... He obviously likes the way Miss Ming Fuluo cries, but it's hard for us to learn it. After all, we don't have a special identity or a special body shape."

The originally reserved and calm Ming Fuluo's eyes twitched, but she still maintained the demeanor of a mature woman. She cast her eyes on Xitana with a little contempt: "Your sister is much more mature than you, Xitana. She knows how to spell the word 'interest' just like me, but you, who are so eager to collapse the floor, obviously don't understand."

Miss Wolf, who was always invincible in this regard, was furious: "What are you talking about! If Anser doesn't like it... can it last more than five hours every time? You're all lying dead, and in the end you still have to rely on me to save the situation!"

"Childish behavior won't make you look childish, but it will be sensed by Mr. Anser. Haven't you noticed that he has a tendency to treat you like a child recently?"

Marina rubbed the body lotion onto her slender waist and slowly added the final blow: "According to my judgment, Mr. Anser is more concerned with satisfying your demands, Sitana."

Under the siege of two mature women, Xitana was unable to utter a word for a long time. She could only sit down angrily, submerging half of her face in the pool water, and grumbling angrily.

Xin, who had been floating on the water and not participating in the chaos, just floated over. She comforted him softly, "No, Xier, An and you always have a great time. I envy you very much."

Xitana's eyes brightened up again, and she immediately poked her head out proudly: "I said -"

"However, Lin Na is right. When doing it with Luo, An's lust will be released more."

Girls always have a subtle competitive spirit in some aspects, but fortunately, this competitive spirit is not very strong. After all, no matter how much they argue, Anser is always the winner in the end.

The topic of color that they would always talk about every time they got together was brought over by Xin Miaowei. After Ming Fuluo, who was enjoying the hot water with half-closed eyes, suddenly said, "Xitana, how are you doing?"

"How was it? Just like that, I beat up that idiot again..."

Xitana imitated Xin and began to float in the bathtub. She replied lazily: "This time it was just a pure fight. She had no chance of winning. Her eyes were almost hammered into her brain by me. But... this time she was quite to my taste. She was a bit brave, not bad!"

"...You don't have to describe this primitive and backward behavior in such detail."

"Tsk, what about you guys?"

It seemed that it was difficult to balance the weight of the upper body and float lying flat, so Xitana turned over and sat down, holding the two high-density floating objects: "I don't like that Su Silun, she gives people a special feeling... How should I put it, special... despicable?"

"Any means necessary." Ming Fuluo's expression turned a little colder. "Compared to Ivora, she is someone who can truly sacrifice her dignity without hesitation. This kind of person... is very dangerous."

"Well... even I was almost fooled by her." Marina held up her face with a look of distress, "She really tried very hard to figure us out."

Miss Scholar snorted: "Although I was reluctant, I was almost tricked by her just like you. Even if it was just a simple improvement in favorability, it was indeed tricked."

Xin's senses were connected to the three girls at the same time. The triple bathing sensation made her feel a little dizzy, but she still added seriously: "But, as An said, this was intentional, not Luo and Lina's problem, and..."

The Saint Lady showed a sweet and harmless smile:

"I can see it all, so it doesn't matter."

This sentence made the girls fall into silence.

"What's wrong?" Xin tilted his head in confusion, "Why are you all silent? I can't read your minds."

"No, no, no, we're not worried about that. It's just that the way you smiled just now, how should I put it..."

Xitana stroked her chin and looked at Xin with a complicated expression - a look that seemed to be a little scared, but also a little pleased: "Should I say that you are worthy of being taught by Anser personally? You are exactly the same."

"It's so good that it's natural, and so bad that I'm unaware of it." Ming Fuluo nodded in approval.

"Alright, alright." Marina clapped her hands gently. "We've come this far, so why not get on with the business? Sitana has dealt with Ivora, and I've also received a response from Susilen. It's time to move on to the next step."

The bathtub was quiet for a while, and then Xitana rubbed her hands nervously and excitedly: "Is this really possible? I, I have never tried such a big plan!"

"I thought you would be worried about the trouble they might cause. You know, it's very likely that they will have something to do with the emperor... Never mind. Anser thinks it's better for us to come, so there's no problem with that."

"I also want to try more... to apply what Mr. Anser taught me to other people."

At this moment, Hydra's pledge of allegiance has achieved great unity, and neither Susilun nor Ivora would have thought that the organizer of this game was Anser, but the ones who entertained them were their "tortured" and therefore eager to try... predecessors.

Chapter 10: The Girls’ First Test

Susilen slept in the same bedroom as Ivora, who couldn't stand it but had no other choice.

After walking into the bedroom and closing the door, Su Silun's tense expression that had lasted the whole day finally relaxed.

She didn't know whether Ansor or Marina were always monitoring them. From a personal point of view, Susilun didn't even think that Ansor would be wary of them to this extent. Even if he was, it didn't matter.

Acting weak and helpless was also a necessary part of the performance. If they were watching, then it was just what she wanted. If not, then it was just a way to relax.

Su Silun sighed, kicked off her high heels like a laborer who had just returned home from a hard shift, and then took off her too heavy maid outfit. Her feet wrapped in semi-transparent white garter stockings stepped on the soft carpet, making a slight and seductive friction sound.

"Don't you plan to say anything?" Su Silun, sensing the presence of another person in the room, threw herself on the bed like a girl and rolled around lazily. "Did you enjoy your short journey with the Master, my sister?"

"……joy?"

Ivora's overly low and hoarse voice came from the compartment in the bedroom:

"You should be glad that it's not you who is experiencing this pleasure."

The hoarse and distorted voice made Su Silun raise his eyebrows slightly. It sounded like Ivora's throat... was torn apart.

The girl jumped off the bed and followed the sound to the door of the compartment, not hiding her joy at the moment: "What's wrong, sister? Did you get whipped for being disobedient? The master is not such a tyrannical person... Did you fail to control your animal nature and offend him?"

Although she spoke with contempt and sarcasm, Su Silun had already begun to be alert.

Don't want me to see... Is she still recovering? How badly was this stupid woman injured? What did she do to deserve such punishment from Anser?

For Susilen, Ivora is not just a tool for pleasure, a target that she deliberately tramples on to help Anser. She is also an excellent mirror and a clear alarm bell. Ivora's experience often reflects the thoughts of many people around Anser.

Just as Su Silun was thinking about how to get Ivora to talk, the words coming from the utility room instantly made her feel a chill down her spine.

"Susilun...are you really so happy being Anser's dog?"

This... lunatic!