The villain's way to tame the protagonist

"I never thought of asking you to learn from Su Silun. I like you more now. Otherwise, how could I let you find your former self and allow you to be so willful?"

He emptied the wine, placed the empty glass on the tea table, untied Ivola, and said sincerely:

"I just hope to see... a more satisfactory you."

"……Ah."

Ivora, who was tightly holding the bottle, sneered. She looked into the pair of sea-blue eyes that seemed to be filled with tenderness, without any sign of appreciation: "Do you think I am on the same level as those girls you played with on the bed until they lost their minds, Anser? Suppression, flattery, malice, kindness... I've seen enough of your tricks."

"Oh~ That's really amazing." Anser applauded, "But I wonder how many love affairs our Miss Ivora has had, and how many unforgettable experiences has she had?"

Of course it is zero.

Ivora looked down on any male creature except Anser, and Anser's question, which was somewhat mocking, made Ivora even more angry.

To some extent, she even kept her chastity, which meant nothing to her, for Ansel. How could this bastard——

But when Ivora saw the tenderness in those sea-blue eyes turn into joy, he suddenly came to his senses and immediately stopped thinking.

Anser's eyes were almost asking: You're not feeling wronged like a little girl in unrequited love, are you?

Time and time again... time and time again, this guy is always like this. After endless toy-ing with her, there is still the next level of toy-ing waiting for her.

So naturally, Ivora remained indifferent to the empty wine glass on the table. She even opened her arms expressionlessly, as if letting Ansel do whatever he wanted.

"So... you should understand that I don't want you to get close to Susilen, Ivora."

The cold and sticky shadow once again wrapped around Ivora's body, and the boy's sweet laughter echoed in her ears:

"Because I really enjoy this part. If you abandon your dignity like Su Silun and don't resist, it will be too boring."

"Keep on being angry, keep on fighting, keep on pleasing me to your heart's content."

*

Xin was the first one to wake up among the girls.

Although she was the one who played the most yesterday, she still had the advantage of not having a physical body. Her sleeping state was achieved through empathy with other people. After all, with the strength of her soul, it was not easy for her to be exhausted and fall into a deep sleep.

The Saint Miss, who was sitting like a duck, first looked around. Her "comrades-in-arms" who were still sleeping soundly reminded her of the fierce battle from last night to early this morning. That feeling seemed to still be stirring in the depths of her soul, making Xin's desire to own a body that truly belonged to her even stronger.

She did not resist such desires, did not resist these unclean things that she once regarded as sins, she had never felt so happy to be able to exist in this world.

You want to taste more delicious food, see more scenery, and do more things you love... This is happiness, this is the redemption that people need.

This is also the truly beautiful future that Aneng can bring to this world.

After praising himself as the best devil every day when he woke up, Xinli used the remaining fatigue in his soul, rubbed his eyes as if he was still asleep, floated through the wall, and his upper body just hit Anser's back:

"Good morning, Ann."

She hugged Ansel's neck comfortably and lazily, and rubbed his head gently.

"Good morning, Xin, who are you going to share your breakfast with today?"

Although Anser was looking at the information in his hand, he still touched Xin's cheek and responded with a chuckle.

"Lina..." Xin answered slowly, "I'm curious about what she likes to eat."

"Well...Lina is still very strict with herself. She doesn't have too many requirements for food like Luo. Don't be disappointed."

"It doesn't matter whether it tastes good or not. What's important is to experience this world... huh?"

Xin's body moved slightly down, from holding Anser's head to his face against Anser's cheek.

The Saint looked at the information in Anser's hand and tilted her head slightly:

"The Church Naturalization Program... Is Anser dealing with things regarding the Church?"

——When she asked this question, she completely ignored Ivora, who was tied up by shadow tentacles and lying at Anther's feet.

"Because it is inevitable to encounter resistance... The reason why the two bishops Xin, Mu and Ji were able to stand on our side so easily is largely because they have lived in the empire for too long."

Anser flipped through the documents and said calmly, "And for those bishops, it is not so easy to surrender to a demon that destroys their ideals."

"But An said that they have no choice. Since they have lost all their means, they can only rely on An, um..."

Xin's words suddenly paused, and she began to ponder thoughtfully.

"But..." Xin muttered to himself as the teachings from Anser naturally took effect. "Human nature is so uncontrollable, and thoughts are even more so... The bishops' beliefs were strengthened by the souls created by the pioneers, but this belief has lost its carrier. Bishop Ji and Bishop Mu chose An as the new carrier, but the other bishops... may not be able to do this, right?"

To some extent, the church is also a bunch of psychopaths. The "strengthening of faith" that the bishops received allowed them to abandon some inferior sins, but now their faith is gone, not even a trace left, and all possibilities of becoming reality have been lost.

They have no choice, but how can they be willing to make a choice without choice, just like living in the silence and twilight of the empire?

"You will be the focus of their attention, Xin." Anser said softly, "and they will try to get you back at all costs."

Xin looked at Anser, then turned his head to look at the bedroom, then looked down at the curled-up maid, pondered for a long time, and then asked in confusion:

"Could it be that the church has something very powerful that I don't even know about?"

Anser couldn't help laughing. "That's not true. It's easy to deal with them, but you know I don't want a massacre. What I want is... a perfect solution. As for what I said just now... well, I was kidding you."

"I see." Xin blinked. "I thought An wanted to hear me say, 'But I can't live without An anymore.'"

"…Xin is able to say this without changing his expression. How amazing."

"Ann taught me all of this."

The Saint Lady sniffed Ansel's golden hair. She wished she had a real sense of smell now and could breathe in every inch of the scent of her devil.

An was secretly happy just now, but I was happier than him.

Master Anser, who was secretly happy, put the information aside, pulled Xin from behind and held him in his arms.

"So, what does Xin think about the actions the church might take?" Anser asked with a smile.

"Opinion..." Xin thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Probably, there's no need. If An wants a perfect solution..."

She reached out her hands and clasped them tightly, closing her eyes and feeling the seamless fusion and union of their souls. She replied calmly, "Then I will be the best solution."

Anser, who knew exactly what Xin meant, shook his head: "No, we have discussed this before, Xin. This is the last resort, have you forgotten?"

Xin was silent for a while, then looked down at Ivora who was still fighting the tentacles at his feet, and suddenly said:

"Sometimes I feel that Miss Devil is not wrong, An... you don't have to be so perfect."

"Of course there is, and there must be."

Anser touched Xin's head: "Just like no matter what Xin says, he will support me in the end."

"This is a misinterpretation of the concepts. The two things are obviously different. Um... never mind."

Xin shook her head, but it looked more like she was rubbing Anser's palm. She said softly and docilely, "Since Anser doesn't think it's necessary to do that, then forget it. But no matter what, remember to rely on me."

"Don't worry, you will need to help with many things next."

"... a lot of things?"

"Yes."

Anser looked at the sun in the distance, and the rising sun seemed to be reflected in his sea-blue eyes.

"You will know a lot of things soon."

*

Dura is a glorious [Evangelist]. In the church, evangelists are navigators who travel between the Empire and the Theocracy. This time, he will fulfill his most glorious mission as an evangelist.

The bishops collectively passed a resolution to make formal contact with the empire. The church will send a huge delegation of 50,000 people, carrying countless treasures and supplies, to land in the empire from Donggang to meet His Royal Highness the Regent who will replace the emperor as the supreme ruler.

This will be a great meeting that will go down in history. Dura feels excited but also vaguely uneasy... The Empire, this country is both strange and familiar to them. Every year, people come to the Theocracy through the only route. They are often very powerful, rich, and... dangerous.

But no matter what, Dura was not afraid, because there were four bishops among the members of the delegation. With them, there would be no accidents in this meeting.

"Captain, Captain!"

Dura, who was in the helm room, heard the anxious shouts coming from outside the door. Dura, who was imagining the scene of the meeting, came back to his senses and opened the door with an impatient look on his face: "Why are you not at your post? What are you doing?"

"The hold...the cargo hold!!"

——When Dura came to the cargo hold, she was in a daze.

There should be a large amount of supplies piled up here, all of which are tributes... No, they are gifts used to showcase the heritage of the church.

Although the gifts transported on Dura's ship are only a tiny part, but even if it is tiny... it cannot be taken away directly!

"Here, this is what we found in the innermost cargo box, Captain."

The crew member tremblingly handed a note to Dura. The handwriting on the note was very elegant and beautiful, and it made people feel comfortable just by looking at it, but the content...

"Please bring this note to the Platinum Palace to claim reimbursement for the loss of this shipping - don't worry, I often visit that place too, it's quite famous!"

"It's another matter if you can't come back. I don't know anyone in the Empire, and probably no one knows me either."

Chapter 7: An Adventurer Out of Interest (K)

As a gospel preacher, Dura had faced countless life-and-death crises on the perilous Lost Sea. He had come face to face with sea beasts that had been parasitized by the larvae of the Abyss Caller and gone mad, he had also boarded and fought with offshore pirates, and he even nearly died from the breath of a fourth-level dragon flying across the sea. However, this captain, who was proud of his past legendary experiences, had never been so panicked.

Even the Empire had no way of knowing how many gifts the Church had brought. The huge mistake that occurred on his ship would not be tolerated, and all the treasures on the ship were looted... Such dereliction of duty would cause the black-robed priests of the Inquisition to burn him alive on the spot!

Dura, sweating profusely, crumpled up the paper and shouted angrily, "What are you still standing there for? Call everyone to the deck and catch the thief!"

The crew members quickened their pace and left. Dura's first mate whispered anxiously, "According to the note... could this thief have already stolen all the goods before we set out? Were the previous goods all disguised as evil spirits?"

"Whether it's true or not, we should just assume that the damned thief is still on the ship."

Dura gritted his teeth and said, "Stop saying that, Rick. Do you want to blame the problem on the priests' poor review?"

The smell of the imperial sea breeze and the steady and gentle currents were all too familiar to Dura, and thirty years of sailing experience told him that they would reach East Harbor in half an hour.

Within fifteen minutes at most, two white-robed priests and a group of black-robed priests would arrive on his ship to conduct a final inspection before arrival. No matter whether the cargo was hijacked before sailing or stolen during the voyage, there would be no time for disguise or compensation.

The only remedy is...

Dura scattered the crumpled paper on the floor, took a deep breath, and then walked onto the deck.

The Platinum Palace is the economic center of the church, and it stores many of the church's secret treasures since its founding. Many of the treasures brought on this voyage were taken out from the deepest warehouse in the Platinum Palace.

He didn't leave his name, but only said that he would ask the Platinum Palace for reimbursement, and he was sure to be recognized. Was this guy talking nonsense, or was he really capable? But as a senior evangelist, he had never heard of the Platinum Palace being frequented by people.

Now Dura can only hope that this Mr. Thief really has the ability to live up to this confidence.

*

Su Silun looked at herself in the mirror, wearing a white dress, like a blooming white iris.

Happily and greedily, she stroked the layers of finest fabric on her body, touching the patterns and pleats designed by the master craftsman. Then she placed her hand on her head, trembling slightly as she held the small crown steady.

This is a crown that symbolizes the identity of the prince and princess, but in fact it has no meaning. No one will care about unqualified royal blood, and the person who is destined to become the emperor does not need to use such a thing to identify himself.

But now, "proving identity" has become particularly meaningful, especially for Su Silun.

This was the task Marina assigned to her. They were obviously not worthy of Ansher personally receiving the visit from the church, and although the heads of the church were suitable, they were still somewhat too high. What's more, none of them were interested in doing this.

Needless to say, Xitana and Ming Furo are not suitable for any contact with the church. As for the most suitable Marina... she has too many things on her hands and can't seem to get away.

And in this situation, the most suitable person is actually her, who has no actual status but a legitimate identity - after all, until now, even though everyone agrees that Anser is the real ruler of the empire, he still regards himself as the regent.

Of course, these were all Suslun's thoughts. As for whether Marina did not have the time and energy to receive the guests from the church or there were other reasons, only she and Ansel knew.

But Su Silun didn't care about these. When this opportunity was placed in front of her, she was destined to be willing to sacrifice most things for it.

Reason, dignity... no matter what the price, to get back her former identity, to communicate and negotiate with the church in the name of the imperial royal family under the gaze of the public, even if it was only temporary, even if there were more important tasks, but for Su Silun, at this moment... her clothes, her decorations, even if they were illusory and unrealistic, but at this moment the authority she controlled was more important than anything else.

"Your Highness Susilun, the church's fleet will soon be arriving."

The maid's respectful voice came from outside the house. The title of "Your Highness" made Su Silun's slender fingers wrapped in white silk gloves twist together and tremble continuously.

How long had it been since she heard someone call her like this from the bottom of their hearts?

The young princess turned and stepped forward, her skirt swirling and undulating. Her whole body seemed to be glowing, but it was not dazzling. Instead, it made people unable to take their eyes away.

Missing an opportunity is an unforgivable sin.

Don't let yourself down, Susilun, who has nothing left. You have to crawl back again!

Meanwhile, Xin, who was leaning over the windowsill with his chin in his hands and watching her, was relaying her passionate inner monologue to the other girls.

"So, you really have to be kind to idiots like this... By the way, Xin, isn't your ability a bit too convenient?" - Said Sitana while beating up an artificial chimera monster.

"Isn't this great? People with desires and ambitions are more easily exploited and driven. Both we and Mr. Anser will make good use of Susilen." - This is Marina who is performing a certain task, but the other girls cannot hear the screams coming from her.

"Although Oren's research is very important, my puppet in Donggang can replace some of her work. Does that woman really understand Donggang now?"

Although the scientific research mission in Oren City is of paramount importance, this does not mean that Ming Furo has given up the "social experiment" in Donggang. The special order based on the Regulatory Bureau has been stabilized in Donggang, so Ming Furo was very opposed to letting Su Silun get preferential treatment that night.