The villain's way to tame the protagonist

Just as the "Wind" in the Lord of Wind does not symbolize the flow of air, but represents the breath of the world, the "Darkness" in the Lord of Darkness is never simply darkness, but the...dark side of Hydra.

It is the abyss that it can never be separated from in this life, destined to entangle it and corrode it until it is destroyed.

The Dark Head symbolizes Hydra's extreme affinity for the abyss as a creature of the abyss. It enables Hydra to gain the most powerful power from the erosion of the abyss in a way that no other existence in this world, including the Old Gods, can achieve, almost beyond the limit.

Ironically, this kind of "affinity" is merely seeking power. It is not only unhelpful in alleviating the madness, but will accelerate the collapse of the mind, the destruction of the self, and the demise of the soul.

After all, the "kindness" that the abyss can bring to all living beings is actually just power and destruction.

Whether the Head of Darkness is the key to helping Hydra further merge with the abyss and achieve sublimation, or the trump card that will make Hydra risk everything in a desperate attempt when it is on the verge of self-destruction, even Hydra itself does not know, because it is the most dangerous part of Hydra. Most Hydras give the Head of Darkness the responsibility of not allowing someone to use this power, but to stabilize this power.

Most of the time, this job is countless times easier than any other Qi Chief, but once Hydra tries to use this power, the pressure on the Dark Chief will be even greater than that of the Soul Chief.

If it weren't for his identity, Ivola would not have remembered Flamel's chief so clearly. The duties of the Hydra chief were very vague to the world. Most extraordinary people only knew about the chiefs with simple and rough duties, such as strength or magic, but for every generation of emperors, this was the first lesson that must be remembered in life.

From Ivora's perspective, Flamel's "death" was full of doubts, and her interactions with Ansher made her understand the man a little. According to her understanding of Flamel, the man would never let Ansher face Efesand unless he died - Efesand also thought so.

But the question is... how did he die? How could he die so silently? The Dark Head, the one that allowed Hydra to exchange the most extreme power from the abyss before facing the end, was enough for Flamel to explode with a great destruction that shook the whole world, but why didn't anything happen?

Ivora knew that if she faced her sister in the political arena, in those meaningless games of house playing in her eyes... she really had no chance of winning.

What balance of power, political sense, ruling methods, social research... In Ivora's eyes, these are pure garbage. Why is there so much to pay attention to when playing with a toy? If she wants the empire to prosper, then the empire will begin to prosper the next day. If she wants the empire to be destroyed, then the empire should be annihilated in blood and fire immediately.

That worthless bastard has been surviving until now with just this little skill. If that's the case, why should I confront her in this worthless field?

She clearly has advantages that Su Silun can never achieve, doesn't she?

She knew too many secrets that Susilen would never have the chance to know in her lifetime, and she also understood Ansher and the church much better than this stupid and arrogant little bitch.

That group of bastards had been frank with her in order to gain the opportunity to delay Anser, but in the end they chose to give up on her. Whenever Ivora thought of this, she felt both lingering anger and great joy in her heart.

They gambled everything, but in the end they were defeated by Anser.

Yes, they deserved to be defeated by Ansher, that was beyond doubt. How could anyone in this world be able to defeat a monster that even he himself could not defeat?

Her stupid sister was still so naive to think that the church was Anther's "guest". It was obvious that this group of trash had been completely defeated by Anther!

However, he cannot be completely considered as Anser's prisoner.

The unstable blood flame danced back and forth between Ivola's fingers, and the woman's gaze wandered between several bishops.

According to the documents he asked me to get, and the conversation with the saint, these guys...even though they have been defeated, they are still very restless.

This is also her great advantage - Anser has not been staying in the study to work recently. In fact, most of the time, he is with his girls. At this time, her tool attributes will always be maximized, jumping back and forth between the bedroom, dining room, garden... various places and the study and office. Taking this opportunity, Ivora will always be quite bold to peek... or should I say, look at Anser's documents.

After all, in Ivora's view, Ansel asking her to get these things was tantamount to acknowledging that she would look at them.

In this way, Ivora’s direction is clear.

Wang, the people of the Empire would never choose such a strange short-syllable name. Only the Theocracy has this habit, and in the Theocracy, only saints at the level of bishops can use this name.

Ivora didn't believe that Anser would not want to find the two contracted leaders of his father who were stranded outside. He didn't mention it to the church before, and it was likely that he had other higher priority things to do.

After all, according to logical reasoning, Flamel died, but Anser did not advance to the sixth level, which means that Anser did not know where Flamel died. The two missing heads of the contract might be the key.

In addition, Ansher had already noticed the church's movements, so what she had to do was naturally to do what she was best at - to treat these losers who came across the sea with treasures to curry favor with them in a tyrannical and cruel manner, and to obtain the information she needed in the most arrogant and domineering manner.

In this way, not only can Anser be provided with extremely important information, but also these unstable elements can be dealt with for Anser. Isn't this a million times better than her sister's playing house game?

Ivora found it ridiculous to think that Susilen not only had to receive this bunch of rubbish politely, but also thought she was doing a good job.

Just watch, Susilen, watch how I destroy you and everything you want!

"Wang..."

The wound on her neck had healed and Bishop Ming finally spoke. Her expression was extremely complicated and she obviously could not understand why Ivora mentioned this person.

But she still paused for a moment and answered in a low voice:

"He died, just four months ago."

"..."

The arrogant smile on Ivora's face froze for a moment, but soon returned to normal.

The chief of the clan who was most likely related to the church was dead... She had considered this possibility. After all, Flamel's chief of the clan did not appear on the day of the fire, so it was not impossible that they all died with Flamel.

But Ivora always felt that it was not that simple. When she recalled the day when she fought alongside Anther, she did not feel any sadness from Anther at all... It was not surprising that Hydra would not be sad about the death of their fathers. After all, they were born to devour their fathers. But even if Anther would not be sad for Flamel, Ivora did not think that he would be indifferent to the death of other pledges.

——That person always puts his emotions in unnecessary places, but thinks he is cold enough. Ivora often sneers at this.

She hoped that Wang was still alive. If this person was alive, it would definitely be of great significance to Anser. She might be able to use this to crush Su Silun to death... But if he died, it didn't matter.

"Any information about him, as well as his death... give it to me word for word. I only give you 24 hours. By this time tomorrow, I want to see everything I want."

Even if there are no living people, intelligence will be fine. Although it is much less valuable than living people, it is still better than nothing.

Moreover... Wang died four months ago, which is also information in itself. It has been more than half a year since the day of the fire, but Wang died only four months ago. Maybe Flamel's other heads of contract are still scattered everywhere. This must be of great significance to Anser!

"I now understand the seriousness of the 'information gap' that Anser keeps talking about."

Although Xin couldn't fully understand Ivora's inner thoughts, Sitana, who could understand her motives without even needing them, said: "From our perspective, Ivora seems to have thought things through, but she's just as retarded as a fool."

"That being said... her direction is not wrong to some extent." Marina said softly, "Wang, Christolongin, Mr. Flamel's two pledges never returned to Mr. Anser after he fell asleep, and now their lives and deaths are unknown. What are they doing?"

"Hmm? Didn't the bishop say Wang was dead?"

"Life and death... who can tell? By the way, Miss Xin, do you know this Bishop Wang?"

Xin frowned and looked at Bishop Ming, who lowered his eyes and remained silent, with some surprise.

"There is clearly no such person among the bishops."

"...?"

Just as the Lance sisters were both stunned by Xin's answer, Bishop Ming's expression suddenly changed.

She raised her eyes to glance at the majestic Ivora, and finally turned her gaze to Susilen.

"Your Highness, an accident happened just now."

Su Silun, who had no idea what her sister was doing, immediately seized the opportunity: "What's wrong, Bishop Ming?"

The old woman sighed, her pale, cloudy eyes full of fatigue:

"All the passengers on a ship died."

Chapter 5: The Gap Between Sisters (K)

Su Silun looked at the messy deck that was dyed crimson and covered with broken flesh and limbs. Her expression was very ugly and the atmosphere at the scene was quite depressing.

This is not as simple as "someone died", but a complete massacre.

"No ether residue remains, and the traces of local time flow are also cut off, making it impossible to retrace the scene."

The man in black shook off the blood on the unit that cast the spell, and said calmly: "There is no way to track it down at the moment. My suggestion is to immediately block the Kaixuan Port City and notify Ms. Zeger to activate the active defense system of the port city."

The dark black uniform revealed the man's identity - a member of the Regulatory Bureau, and from the Executive Department that was feared by the Empire's extraordinary people.

He was even one step faster than the bishops and Susilun, which made the little princess, who was already feeling a little frightened, even more frightened.

Marina Lancemalos…that witch, has she been watching?

However, now is not the time to think about this matter. In this bloody occasion, Su Silun, who had lost her glorious image in the conference room and had almost no sense of existence, chose to take the risk without even thinking.

"Before notifying Ms. Zeger, I think I should refer to Ms. Lance's decision first."

To this day, there are still many people who doubt Ansir. Some people cannot believe that Ansir Hydra, the supreme god species who has been above all living beings since the moment of birth, can have such pure kindness and such beautiful visions.

Su Silun was not sure either, and she could not see the man's true face, but there was one thing she was sure of, that was her current master was a person who cared very much about rules.

He may even care more about order than anyone else in the world - solid, unshakable order.

So he gladly accepted the church's visit, even though he did not come in person and did not seem to take it seriously, but he performed the superficial etiquette very well and did not neglect the pomp and ceremony that should be seen when the church enters the port... These were the rules that Anser cared about.

But now, this rule was broken. His guests were brutally slaughtered in the land that was completely controlled by him. Even though Anser didn't care about the lives of these people, his rules would never allow this to happen.

This is... an unforgivable mistake.

The man from the Supervisory Bureau looked at Su Silun with a bit of surprise: "The Director has her own..."

Before he finished speaking, his expression changed slightly and he lowered his head: "Yes, I understand."

The man left in a hurry, and as soon as he left, a bright black feather fell from the sky.

"It's really... an infuriating sight."

A slightly hoarse sigh from a mature woman's voice came from the mast.

"I failed to prevent this tragedy from happening immediately. It is my fault, bishops."

Black Crow was clearly saying these words of self-examination, but he was standing on the mast, looking down at the bishops.

Ming, the bishop's representative, put his hand on his chest and answered earnestly, "No one could have imagined that such a thug would appear in Kaixuan Port City. How could this be your dereliction of duty? It's even more likely..."

The old man paused, his shame evident in his words: "It is more likely that we failed to conduct adequate inspections and allowed the wanted criminals to sneak into the fleet, which in turn caused trouble for you and His Royal Highness the Regent. It is our responsibility."

Her sincere look made what she said sound not just polite but true.

"You are all guests. How can you be held responsible for losses suffered by guests? Mr. Anser will be very angry if I do this."

Marina said softly, "Please rest assured, bishops. No matter who committed this atrocity, we will make him pay the price."

The Dark Witch, the Devourer of Hydra, was indeed qualified to make such a promise, but after making such a promise, she turned around and threw the problem... to the most powerless person.

"Your Highness Susilen." The crow's inexplicably chilling dark eyes stared at the girl who had the least presence at the moment, "You seemed... not going to inform Ms. Zeg? If you have any ideas, please tell me."

Of course, I couldn't inform Ming Fuluo. Given that iron woman's character, notifying her would mean that the welcoming banquet would come to an end immediately, and there would no longer be any room for me to perform.

Moreover, Ansor will definitely know about this... Although Ansor will most likely know it if Marina knows about it, but compared to certain failure, a higher probability is more acceptable.

Susilun did not intend to conceal the massacre. This time, she made an omission, just like she had rejected the church's goodwill before, to solve the problem first and then confess her guilt - even though she was not responsible for the incident itself.

That witch should be on my side... No, she is only on her own side. I just happen to be used by her, but this kind of use is enough.

In essence, she was the one who was truly derelict in her duty. She certainly didn't want Zeger to know about this, and she would have really put in some effort... Although no clues were found just now, with the witch's ability, if nothing unexpected happened, she would definitely be able to solve the problem before Anser discovered it.

Then, it was just the same as before... let her take most of the credit, and I just had to occupy a place in the corner.

"I think... there's no need to alarm Ms. Zeger."

Su Silun bowed slightly to the crow and saluted: "Let's not talk about whether Ms. Zeger is busy with important research. Just activating the active defense system of Kaixuan Port City may not be the right choice."

"If the murderer is from the Empire, he was able to clean up the scene in such a short time without leaving any traces. This shows that he is not only powerful, but also well prepared. In this case... he couldn't be unaware of the changes Ms. Zeger made to Triumph Port City. Even if he didn't escape, he must have some way to deal with it."

"And if the murderer is from the Theocracy, then his goal is obvious. If he just wants to take this opportunity to escape to the Empire, then there is obviously no need to kill so many people. So he must be seeking revenge on the Church, and he will not leave easily... He is most likely not familiar with the defense system, and because he does not understand it, he will be more cautious and more difficult to be discovered."

This series of seemingly calm and fluent remarks almost exhausted all of Su Silun's energy. She had no idea what the murderer was thinking. She wanted to give a reasonable explanation in order to prevent Ming Fuluo from interfering. In addition, in order not to appear deliberate, she had to give an explanation immediately. She was answering while thinking.

"From the above two points of view... notifying Ms. Zeger may not be the right choice."

Su Silun cast a sincere and humble gaze towards the high-handed crow: "Although it may sound a bit shameless to say this, but... after all, I still have to rely on Ms. Lance's power."

That’s right…that’s it.

She met the pitch-black crow pupils, and deep in her own impure crimson eyes was buried pure coldness.

If we succeed, it will all be your credit, but if we fail to do it before Ansel finds out, it will be my fault.

Su Silun knew Marina's thoughts too well. She always felt that this woman was very similar to herself.

Her position in the whole process has always been insignificant, and Marina had no need to consult her opinion at this time, but Miss Witch did it anyway, because in this way, it would not be her who expressed the opinion, but Su Silun who hosted the banquet.

As a top-level strong man and Ansir's favorite, it is really cheap for him to plot against a helpless, weak and pitiful girl. But Susilun doesn't think so. Even though she is the victim, she very much approves of Marina's approach.

No matter how powerful you are, you must eliminate all possibilities that may put you at a disadvantage, and you will use any means to do so. Only such people... can climb to the top.

Marina Lansmalos, you have gone from a country girl to where you are today, just because of this desire and madness that you will do anything for it. Did you choose me because you saw the similarities between us?

"She's a little overly self-conscious."

Because the plot unfolded suddenly, Hitana, who started to watch the show seriously, made such a sharp comment.

Xin also agreed with Xitana's point of view: "People like Miss Viper do need a strong and twisted self-awareness to anchor the stability of her mind. If she doesn't do this, she will easily fall into endless panic. After all, compared to the people around her, she is really too... weak."

"Hmm?" Marina interrupted, chuckling with interest, "I don't think there's much of a problem with Miss Susilen's mental journey?"

“That’s exactly who I am.”

She did not feel any shame or regret, but sighed with satisfaction: "It is because of this that I can have everything I have now."

Xitana fell silent, and Xin felt that now was not a good time to speak. Just when the atmosphere became a little heavy... Miss Scholar suddenly broke into the girls' chat room angrily.

"What are you doing! Why did that Ivora guy suddenly appear and take Anser away?"

"...?"