The villain's way to tame the protagonist

"self-abasement."

Everyone gave this answer almost in unison.

And our Master Anser sighed helplessly: "Really, she is my personal maid after all, you should get to know her better. Have you only glimpsed one part of her true nature now?"

Although he becomes calm and sober, the devil's bad taste will not be diminished. Rather, it is because he becomes sober that he can better satisfy his bad taste.

Inferiority complex is an extremely important part of Susilun's equally twisted and complex personality.

On one side is the supreme mother in the world, and on the other side is the elder sister who is destined to inherit this greatness. She walks between madness and cruelty, and both sides have never looked at her straight in the eye. The pressure she is under cannot be measured in words.

To the truly strong, Su Silun always has a kind of humility and weakness that cannot be eradicated, because she has long been accustomed to it and even survives by it. This characteristic is the key that allows her to abandon her dignity and principles without any burden.

And what this kind of admirer who hides his inferiority complex cannot refuse the most is...

"You are so boring like this."

Ansher looked at Susilun, who hadn't spoken a word and had kept her head down, and his fingertips gently stroked her head and her hair.

"I don't think you like this mask, this disguise... You could be more interesting and lively. Didn't you do a good job in Donggang?"

The devil's lazy, boyish voice, which was gradually moving towards maturity, seemed to gently tickle Su Silun's heartstrings.

He half-jokingly chuckled, "Or do you think I am more of a pretentious vase?"

——Through Anser’s perspective, the girls could clearly see Susilen tremble slightly.

"Of course I'm not..."

"Oh, I know, I know, Susilen, you are cautious and sensitive, and you will not look down on my aesthetics and hobbies."

The master interrupted the maid's increasingly nervous words, her voice still gentle: "So you are very disciplined and keep your distance... In fact, even if it is just a maid's job, you can't be regarded as a vase. After all, you are only slightly inferior to the professional maids who have been trained for a long time. It is not easy to achieve this level in such a short time."

"I just felt that, well..."

Ansher pondered and said nothing, but the sound seemed to be getting closer and closer to Susilun, along with his breath.

Su Silun still tried her best to maintain her rules as a maid. She did not look up at Anser. With her head slightly lowered, her gaze could only fall on the wine glass on the armrest.

The dazzling amber luster seemed to devour Su Silun's mind bit by bit.

[What's going on? This kind of statement, this kind of tone, could it be that Anser... No, this should be, just his bad taste, right? ]

"Although I do have a low self-esteem." Xitana crossed her arms, "But if you ask me, it's more appropriate to be self-aware."

"This inferiority complex is not because she doesn't believe Mr. Anser would have any thoughts about her, Xitana, it's because...she herself." Marina said meaningfully.

Ming Fuluo also began to feel a little sorry for Su Silun: "It's normal to think that Anser has no feelings for her. It's pure delusion to think that Anser has any feelings for her, but... she doesn't even have the courage or the thought to be delusional."

Xin nodded gently: "Even if she can't even have fantasies... When facing a strong man like An, Miss Viper, who is used to being oppressed, will instinctively deny herself."

Therefore, what Su Silun cannot resist the most is the tenderness and...affirmation from the strong.

Su Silun felt a hand gently pulling her chin up.

Anser looked at this pure and beautiful pretty face and sighed softly:

"I just feel that if I waste you like this, I might regret it."

He lowered his head, only inches away from Susilen's face:

"I want to use you better, Susilun. I have always thought so, but you don't seem to think so. I respect your choice. If you think it is good now... then I have no problem with it."

[Anser... No, he can't possibly see me like that, so why——]

[Ah, I see. Is he trying to make Ivora jealous in this way? His tolerance and tenderness towards me, his malice and cruelty towards her... Yes, that must be it.]

Xin touched his cheek and said softly with some nostalgia: "This is really... an idea that makes people feel empathy."

Hearing this, Ming Furo seemed to be thinking about something, Marina smiled without saying anything, and Xitana was confused.

[But if... just if, he really...]

Su Silun, a weak political creature, an ambitious person with low self-esteem, who completely abandoned her identity as a "woman" and only regarded it as a tool, now planted a seed in her heart... that she would never have planted.

This seed doesn't mean anything, it doesn't mean that Susilun will have any feelings for Anser, but it does mean that from now on, when she faces Anser, her mentality may uncontrollably... turn towards something that originally seemed absurd to her - Anser's favor and love.

The entire process, from the time Ansel entered the bedroom to now, took no more than ten minutes.

Chapter 8: Girls' Tactics (K)

Susilen finally raised her head and met Anser's gaze.

"Actually... I do have something I want to ask for your opinion on." She said softly, "Ms. Marina... wanted to give me a task, but I refused. I think I need your consent before making a decision."

Ansel stroked his wine glass: "Then why don't you ask me?"

"Because I was probably just like you said before, I only dared to be a boring person, because I couldn't find... my own value, Master."

She looked at Ivora on the other side and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Besides playing around with my sister, do I really mean anything to you?"

The eldest princess' forehead was bulging with veins as she was passively "playing" with her sister. Even at this time, her good sister still did not forget to disgust her, which could be said to be extremely conscientious.

"I think as long as we do our best to do what we should do, we may be able to get a decent ending."

Su Silun first lowered her eyes slightly, then as if mustering up the courage, she looked up at Anser. Her pretty face, which was cautious yet mixed with a bit of humble expectation, would make anyone feel pity.

"I know I am not as good as my sister. I am a discarded defective product. But just because I don't have the qualifications to become an emperor, I am nothing? Why is this world... so unfair to me?"

She looked at Ansel so sadly and unwillingly, and there was a growing determination and firmness in the delicate and fragile voice of the girl.

"I also want to... I have always wanted to do something truly meaningful."

Then, the girl, who had always humbly regarded herself as a servant, suddenly plucked up her courage and, as if she was overwhelmed by courage, reached out and touched the back of Ansel's hand.

Her eyes gradually brightened, and the transition from weakness and sadness to hope and expectation was so natural:

"I don't think the status quo is a good thing, Master. Can I be... more courageous?"

Hitana, who watched the whole process through Anther's perspective, gasped on the spot, especially when she saw Susilen put her hand on the back of Anther's hand, she screamed directly.

"I can't stand it anymore! I'm going to beat her up!"

[Perfect...opportunity. No matter what Anser is thinking, even if it's just his bad taste, it's a chance for me to move forward.]

[Luckily I didn't agree to that woman right then... Come to think of it, could that have been a test from her? Was it a test of my loyalty to Anser?]

Su Silun's thoughts were clearly visible to everyone, and that was why Xitana's anger level suddenly soared.

"She is indeed very sensitive to opportunities and has the ability to fully grasp them." Marina was not angry, but praised, "She can't refuse my invitation, and will definitely find a suitable opportunity to mention it to Mr. Anser... But at this time, my invitation is secondary. What is really important to her is-"

"Solve the current...dispensable situation."

Ming Furo observed Su Silun intently through Ansel's line of sight, but could not see any flaws at all. It is no exaggeration to say that although she could guess through logical reasoning that Su Silun must not be that simple, if Xin was not there, she would probably even think that Su Silun really thought so at the first moment.

"Well, to use An's words... Miss Viper should have had this ability first, which is why she was chosen by the Emperor to become a tool to suppress Miss Devil."

Xin was not impressed by Su Silun's position. Instead, he nodded seriously with a very standard learning attitude: "She is actually...very good."

It was impossible for someone without talent to cause trouble to Ivola, even with the emperor's support.

So did Anser really keep Susilen by his side simply to disgust Ivora?

The girls' discussion and Su Silun's inner voice echoed in his mind. His palm felt the cool touch of the wine glass, and the back of his hand felt the comfortable soft touch. He stared at Su Silun's crimson eyes that were so wet that they seemed to be dripping with water. He did not remove his hand, but chuckled and said, "I told you, you have a choice, Su Silun."

The nervous Su Silun finally smiled sincerely at this moment, and the light blush on her face made her look so innocent and beautiful.

The down-and-out princess finally took an important step forward with her courage. This is cause for celebration. This is cause for celebration... However, if Hitana and the others were simply unhappy with Susilun, there was one woman who absolutely did not want to see this scene.

"Anser, are you serious?"

Ivora, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke, and right at the start he launched an attack with astonishing lethality:

"Why do you seem to think that this little bitch is some kind of pure, pitiful, and boneless thing?"

The woman walked up to Su Silun with an expressionless face, looked down at her for a while, then sneered, raised her hand, grabbed her sister's neck, and pulled her up from the ground.

"This kind of clothes that almost want to show you the crack of the buttocks... and the Hydra tattoo all over the back, oh yeah."

With a "rip", Ivora tore Susilen's maid skirt and showed her belly to Anser:

"She has no shame at all... Are you still willing to listen to these disgusting nonsense?"

Obviously, after being forced into hand-to-hand combat and being beaten up by Sitana who possessed the cheating spirit, Ivora, who no longer wanted to hold on, was completely exposed - although she didn't hold on for long in the first place.

[I should really...kill...her]

"Ivora is resisting Xin's power?" Ming Fuluo frowned slightly, "Can she still do this now?"

"Yes. If you try to peer into Miss Devil's soul, you will be burned by dangerous flames... Although you can hear it, the content will be a little fragmented, unless her emotions fluctuate greatly."

"If it was Miss Devil in her prime, the flame would make her soul even more difficult to approach than An."

Xin held up his face and said with some regret: "It should be something that happened in the Lost Sea, and Miss Devil was alerted."

"I was wondering why she seemed to have no voice in her heart just now, so this is the case."

A certain wolf lady who had beaten Ivora to the point where he had to hide in a corner to lick his wounds was quite indignant, "Even if he's crippled, he's still so powerful, the Old Gods, it's really unreasonable!"

Ivola was indeed an unreasonable person. She tightened her grip on Susilun's hand, and as she watched her sister's face turn from red to blue, the fire of brutality in her eyes grew more and more intense.

"Only 'that' value? Do you think Anser and that old bitch are the same kind of people? Believe it or not, as long as I am willing to bow down to him, he won't say anything even if I roast you the next second!"

“Heh… cough cough cough——”

Su Silun looked at her sarcastically, and struggled to squeeze out the intermittent words from her throat:

"Then will you... bow your head...? Sis...?"

"you--"

"All right, Ivola."

When Su Silun almost started to roll her eyes, Anser slowly put down the wine glass and supported his face with his fist: "There shouldn't be such a big hatred between sisters."

The corner of Ivola's eye twitched, and unstable flames burst out from her body. She took a deep breath, and finally threw Su Silun to the ground.

"How cruel, Anser."

She looked down at Anser, who was smiling softly with his legs crossed, and even had the courage to sneer: "I just said so many nice things to that idiot, and in the next moment I almost killed her like I was running over a dog."

"Oh... So you did this to prove that I don't really care about Su Silun, and what I said just now was just a lie to make you feel unfair and angry?"

Amid Susilun's uncontrollable coughing, Anser's words had a somewhat joyful tone, which made Ivora dissatisfied, but he still sneered.

She glanced at Su Silun, who was almost strangled to death by her. The look in her eyes was so contemptuous that it was as if she was looking at a bitch instead of her sister. "Isn't it? Could the opportunities and choices you promised her be more important than me?"

"That's a bit strange...

Anser interlaced his fingers on his legs and looked at Ivora in confusion: "Since you know what I think, why do you do this?"

Then, he turned to look surprised: "It can't be that even though you know I want to make you angry and jealous, even though you know this will only make you be toyed with and laughed at by me... you still want to do this?"

As Ivola's expression gradually stiffened, a happy and cheerful smile began to appear on Hydra's face. He stood up, walked to Susilen, and gently stroked the little maid's throat, relieving her pain.

He stared into Susilun's scarlet eyes. Just as Ivora said, he just watched the maid to whom he had promised tenderness being wantonly ravaged, but a sickly blush appeared on Susilun's still pale face.

Not only did she not feel disappointed by Ansel's indifference, but she became even more... excited?

"Ivola, Ivola..."

Anser seemed to be speaking to Ivora, and also seemed to be speaking to Susilen, whose breathing was becoming increasingly heavy:

"Can't you just suppress...the jealousy in your heart?"

These words seemed to have hollowed out Su Silun's body, causing her to tremble and fall into Ansel's arms, letting out bone-chilling moans and sighs.

"I do not--"

Ivora subconsciously wanted to speak out, but after realizing that it would only show her ugly jealousy and hatred and was useless, she could only swallow back the roar that was about to tear her throat.

She looked at Susilun nestled in Ansel's arms, and then at Ansel who was gently supporting her. She wondered whether the burning fire in her heart was jealousy... perhaps she herself didn't know.

[I don’t… I don’t! But what qualifications does this bitch have… what does she have——*……＆%]

[I feel so happy when they use me so openly. This is really... so evil and powerful that it makes me feel so obsessed.]

The maid's bedroom fell into silence, and at the same time, the girls in Anser's bedroom also fell into silence.

After a while, Marina, still stroking her cheek with a blush on her face, whispered softly, "It's really... very much in line with Mr. Anser's style."

"After all, what he's best at is playing with women." Ming Fuluo had a deadpan expression on her face. "You useless brat."

Xitana coughed twice and said, "Well, that's not the case. If Anser only spends this kind of thought on me... and us, I'm still very happy."

Xin's perspective is the most incisive: "So that's how An did it... If you were to watch from the sidelines, you would know more clearly. He"