The villain's way to tame the protagonist

If it were just her, Su Silun certainly wouldn't care whether this bedroom was monitored or not, but if a variable was added, it would be a different matter.

Ivola had never truly surrendered, so she could say such words without scruples, and Susilun could certainly state her position without hesitation. What frightened her was that it was difficult for her to tell whether Ivola was simply going crazy, or... she had been seen through.

Is this a knock from Ansel?

Whatever it is, the first and most important thing is to make her position clear.

"Why shouldn't I enjoy it? My dear sister... Do you think I once had the chance to laugh at you like I do now, watching you lick your wounds in a corner like a wounded stray dog?"

While Su Silun continued to mock Ivola with all her might, she cautiously stepped back two steps because she already had a guess about Ivola's current situation.

Such words, such an attitude, and the serious injuries she suffered... She should have offended Anser actively, but perhaps... this was what Anser wanted.

Because he had the "tacit consent of rebellion", he dared to say such things in Hydra Manor.

And he wanted to see Ivora go crazy and angry, which was indeed in line with the man's evil taste.

But if that's the case...her situation is a bit bad.

If Anther wanted to see the former Ivora, and if her sister, who was finally a little less crazy, turned back to normal, then the task of helping Anther tame Ivora would suddenly become difficult. If the degree was not controlled well, according to Ivora's previous personality, it would not be surprising if she suddenly attacked and killed her at any time.

Absolutely bad news.

The joy that had originally come from the huge opportunity that he had received from Marina was almost completely gone.

"Oh, if you think you can fool that guy like this, just keep pretending."

To make matters worse, Ivora seemed to have begun her fight back.

The door of the compartment was suddenly opened, and Ivora walked out with her upper body naked. Susilen could see several wounds on her body that had not yet healed, as if they were smashed by some blunt object. The contemptuous sneer on her face was more eye-catching than the wounds.

"If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be here at all. After being used, you would just be thrown into the trash by him. A waste like you who is good for nothing except intrigue... You don't even have the qualifications to breathe next to him."

"That was... a crude trick." Ivora pressed his abdomen with one hand, and continued to use the incomplete Flame of Feasting to repair the wound. He pushed Su Silun away with an expressionless face, "You can't even fool me, and you still expect to fool him?"

A flash of cruelty and brutality flashed in her eyes: "I will watch you die in the most miserable way, and you will definitely pay the price for all this!"

There was no expression on Su Silun's face anymore. They were sisters with the same blood, and they were also the most hated enemies in the world.

"How long can the master's playfulness last? How long can your willfulness last? However... whether you can live to that time is still uncertain, right, my dear sister."

Controlling the venting of hatred, suppressing the outburst of resentment... Susilun, who had been in a good mood during this period, now felt an extremely strong negative emotion. It was still the same - Ivora could go crazy anytime and anywhere, but she couldn't. If she took even one wrong step, she would fall into the abyss and be smashed to pieces.

And just at this moment, the bedroom door... was suddenly knocked.

"..."

The two people who originally wanted to tear each other apart looked at each other subconsciously.

Before they could react, the person knocking on the door pushed it open and walked in. The number of people who would knock on the door and push the door open without waiting for an answer at this time could be counted on one hand, and the one who appeared at the door happened to be the most suitable person.

"good evening."

Master Anser smiled and closed the door:

"Mind if I come in and sit down?"

Meanwhile, in Anther's bedroom, the girls were sitting around on Anther's bed, hugging pillows.

But the atmosphere seemed a little off.

"Um... is this really okay?" Xitana couldn't help but question, "Although the vote was passed before, but... but I seem to regret it a little!"

She "looked" at Susilun and Ivora, who had different expressions in front of her, and couldn't help muttering, "Although Anser would definitely not be so hungry that he would eat anything, doing this makes it seem like I have some strange habit."

Ming Fuluo seemed very calm: "There is nothing to doubt about the decision passed unanimously. It's useless for you to regret it now... and since you know Anser is not interested in them, don't think too much."

Marina sat sideways and smiled softly, "It's normal to have some emotions, Miss Ming Fuluo. You're not as calm as you say."

“……”Ming Fuluo said nothing.

In the bathhouse, the girls quickly discussed the first step of the training plan for Ivora and Susilen.

——The answer is to let Anser seduce with his physical body!

This proposal was put forward by Marina. Although it sounded quite strange, Marina encountered extremely strong opposition when she first proposed it - mainly from Ming Furo and Xitana. But after some explanation, they finally agreed.

"Ivora is a rebellious destroyer, and Susilen is a hidden careerist. They are both key chess pieces that the person behind the scenes must mobilize. I think what method to use to deal with them should depend on... their attitude towards Mr. Anser."

"Does Ivora simply desire to conquer Mr. Anser, or does she have some twisted and unclear mentality? What is the limit of Suslen's ambition? Does she really respect Mr. Anser? These psychological factors are very important and will definitely drive them to make corresponding choices."

After using Xin's soul empathy, everyone is now in Anser's first-person perspective. Because this perspective is too real and close, Miss Wolf, who just expressed regret, couldn't help but ask again: "But if Anser does this, can he really test their emotions?"

"Of course. Ask yourself, Xitana, when Mr. Anser is 200% determined to take you down, do you have room to resist?"

Xitana looked away guiltily and did not answer.

Marina chuckled. "Look, this is the answer. We can judge their basic thoughts through their 'reactions' to Mr. Anser... Even if Ms. Xin can see clearly, she can only read their inner thoughts, and thoughts are always vague. But with this method of judgment, can't we easily distinguish their positions?"

Feelings are complex and changeable. Even if they are laid out on the table, they may not be able to be analyzed clearly. But if there is a standard that can allow them to be specifically planned and broken down, things will be different.

"The reaction to Ansel's temptation" is the standard, and it is very effective.

But... there is indeed a strange feeling.

"Although I don't mind everyone holding meetings in my head, and I don't mind listening to your ideas..."

At this time, Master Anser, who rarely acted as a tool, interrupted the girls' meeting: "But this kind of noise will affect my performance."

"...What do you mean by performance? I've just shown my intention." Ming Fuluo's eyes twitched. "You're not planning to do this for real, are you?"

"Hmm? Didn't Lina just say that she would show 200% determination?"

Anser's doubtful voice rang in the girls' hearts.

Xitana immediately became anxious: "That's a metaphor, a metaphor! Lina didn't ask you to do it for real!"

Marina held up her face and said with a little distress: "But if Mr. Anser puts his heart into it, the effect will be better--"

"I veto!" Xitana raised her hand decisively, "Anyway, Xin just needs to have a standard to judge. Why take it so seriously?"

Ming Fuluo was silent for two seconds, then raised her hand: "This time, I stand on Xitana's side."

Miss Witch sighed and turned to Xin who was not participating in the discussion: "What about Miss Xin?"

"Me?" Xin tilted his head. "An thinks it's fun, so let An have fun."

"Don't be so submissive to Ansir at this time, Xin!" Xitana wailed, while her good sister smiled happily.

"Isn't what Miss Xin said very right? Since Mr. Anser likes it, of course we should follow his wishes."

"No, no! Didn't you see the look on Susilen's face... If Ansel gives her a little sweetness, she will start licking! She will really lick it directly! Lina, you are not so stupid as to look at Ansel--"

Although his mind was noisy, Anser felt relaxed and happy... This way of entertainment was really unique, but only he could afford it.

Really... It's bad enough that you treat me as a tool, but why do you even want to control me remotely?

Master Anser opened his arms leisurely, and Su Silun was the first to react and immediately helped him take off his coat.

The girl, who was scheming against her sister just now, now had gentle eyebrows and a hint of shyness in her anticipation.

I didn't expect that after Xi'er had a great time, it was my turn to play so soon. This was really my first time to experience this.

Anser hadn't expected that his girls would be able to come up with such a...fresh and unconventional plan at the very first step.

So it’s too late to regret now. How could I… let down your enthusiasm and kindness?

Chapter 11: Anser's Micromanagement

"I am so sorry, Master, we don't have your favorite wine in our bedroom and have kept you waiting."

Miss Susilun, who was incredibly ambitious, just took her sister to Ansel's wine room. After pouring wine for Ansel, she knelt down at his feet obediently.

In comparison, Ivora, who stood aside reluctantly, seemed somewhat immature.

"This guy... is so shameless." Sitana commented sharply when she saw Susilun's cute appearance through Anser's perspective.

"If she had that kind of thing, she would have been killed by Effisandre long ago." Ming Furo rarely agreed with Xitana.

Marina sighed, "Ladies, this is not what we should be concerned about right now."

[Anser... he should continue to humiliate Ivora. I just need to do what I should do.]

A cold voice, completely different from the one Susilen usually spoke, rang in everyone's heart. The girls all turned to look at Xin, who was sitting like a duck with her hands on the mattress. She tilted her head and blinked.

"Instead of speculating whether Mr. Anser had any improper intentions, I immediately concluded that he wanted to continue humiliating Ivora."

Marina chuckled. “She is as self-aware as ever.”

Ming Fuluo pushed up her glasses: "Not only is she self-aware, judging from her mood swings, she doesn't seem to have any thoughts about Anser..."

When Ansir was used as a benchmark, Suslun's thoughts were clearly revealed to them, and everything became clear - no one felt that Suslun had any feelings towards Ansir that could even be called admiration.

Xitana was stunned for a moment before she realized what was happening. Then she said in disbelief:

"Wait... this isn't normal! How could she not have any feelings for Anser at all?"

Ming Furo looked at her sideways - it must be said that after the shackles set by the church on Xin were touched, her control over [Awareness] immediately reached an incredibly astonishing level. The switching between Anser's perspective and their own perspectives was extremely smooth, and to them it was like watching a movie.

"You were worried that she would lick it directly."

"That's not the same thing... I mean, how could someone not have any thoughts about Anser at all?" Xitana argued, "That's totally abnormal!"

"Because Xi'er treats Miss Viper as a 'female'."

Xin's voice was gentle and soft, but he hit the nail on the head: "But in fact, she is also Miss Devil. In terms of thought, she has completely divested herself of the identity of 'female'. This characteristic of Miss Devil is very obvious, while Miss Viper is more like..."

The saint tilted her head in thought, unable to find a suitable adjective for a moment.

Marina gave the most correct answer:

"Political creatures."

Through Anser's sight, the witch looked down with pity at the girl who had a perfect balance of coquettishness and weakness: "She is more like the kind of extraordinary person that Mr. Anser mentioned, who doesn't know what to pursue. Living in the palace with no qualifications... How is she different from a mortal who is dominated by the emperor? She was born to be an insignificant corner in the magnificent history of the empire. Perhaps because of this, she is trapped in the vortex of power and cannot be freed."

"Oh... to put it bluntly, he's been so obsessed with becoming the emperor that he's gone crazy."

Miss Hitana, who had a limited education, nodded in understanding, then curled her lips in disdain: "The Emperor's family is full of psychopaths."

——Although in terms of the degree of danger, her family is no less dangerous.

"But is there a possibility?"

The young man's cheerful and pleasant voice rang in the girls' hearts:

"It's just that I didn't do anything?"

Anser shook the wine glass, took a sip, then half-closed his eyes, leaned back in his chair, and breathed slowly.

"Polyard means 'amber' in the ancient language of the Zhengtian Dynasty, which is also the name of this bottle of wine... The special ancient alchemical process allows the bottle to automatically secrete ten milliliters of wine every day. It tastes like swallowing a lost soul that survived tens of thousands of years ago. How did you think of bringing it, Susilun?"

"Because Ms. Marina gave my sister and me a report on your preferences and tendencies in daily life... She said that although it is completely unqualified for a personal maid to fail to figure out the master's hobbies, it would be putting the cart before the horse if we used you as our trial and error object and created unhappiness in your life."

"Oh... Marina's reminder." Anser put the hand holding the wine glass on the armrest. "She has always been considerate, even more than I care about myself."

Su Silun continued to praise Miss Witch without any effort: "Ms. Marina will definitely be proud of this."

[Marina Lancemalos... Anser's housekeeper, she is the first one to be fought for and the best person to be used. As long as the credit is attributed to her, all suspicious ambitions can be wiped out.]

"Madam Housekeeper..." Xitana's eyes became strange, "When did Lina become Anser's housekeeper?"

"I have never called myself that. This is just Su Silun's personal opinion."

Although she denied it very straightforwardly, the slightly raised corners of her mouth proved that Marina liked this name very much, and she didn't care even if Su Silun's inner voice was quite offensive to her.

Hitana simply thought that this title was a little subtle. After all, the titles related to Anser that they were given by the world were more intimidating than the other, such as Beast King, Mechanical God, etc., while Marina was just a housekeeper... more ordinary, but more intimate.

Facing the maid's humble words, Anser laughed happily: "You are always so modest, Susilun. Maintaining this excessive humility and respect... will make people feel boring."

He slowly and methodically turned the wine glass, his eyes falling on Ivora's exposed waist, where the wound left by Sitana had just healed.

"Isn't that right, Ivora?"

[…Is he hinting at me? Am I not interesting enough now? Am I not here just to tame Ivora?]

[Go to hell, Anser! ]

The two completely different thoughts caused the girls to fall into a brief silence.

"You never get tired of using this trick." Ming Fuluo couldn't help but complain, "Are you going to give it meaning again and make the other person cry bitterly?"

Xin peered curiously, revealing Su Silun's mind completely. She blinked her eyes, as if she was examining something extremely new and strange:

"However, Miss Viper still did not consider Mr. Anser's thoughts at the first time. It is even a little incomprehensible. She has never considered that possibility at all."

"Rather than being self-aware, this is more like a kind of..."