The villain's way to tame the protagonist

In an instant, when the black color began to show traces of lines, Marina's eyes instantly lost their luster.

"Your...eyes." She murmured in a low voice, and her voice inexplicably carried a hint of...happiness?

Marina couldn't help but reach out her hand to Anser. She tried to raise her neck and head. Her body began to tremble. She said in an almost crazy and longing voice: "Your eyes... are so beautiful. You... Mr. Anser... Mr. Anser——"

Ansher suppressed the chaos in his eyes, grabbed Marina's hand, and kissed her lips.

The girl had just regained consciousness, and was intoxicated in the pink dream that she had imagined every night and had finally become a reality.

She is more radical and bold than Xitana. The knowledge she has worked hard to learn seems awkward at first when she puts it into practice, but soon becomes passionate and active.

Five minutes later, she panted and slowly moved her head back, looking at Anser with misty and sensational eyes, as if waiting for his choice rather than continuing to indulge herself in it.

"Marlena, this is not a reward."

Anser stroked Marina's cheek and said, "The reward you get is money, power, respect from others, and... priceless knowledge."

The passion in the girl's heart faded a little because of these words. She should have been happy about them, and she was indeed somewhat happy, but she couldn't help but feel a little sad.

So, Mr. Anser is not saying anything to me now...

“So, this is my recognition of you.”

The young man smiled softly with his eyes curved, "I added some things. I thought you would like them. I hope you don't mind."

"..."

Marina, who was half leaning on the desk, trembled in her eyes. Her slender, white throat moved a little, as if countless joys and desires surged up in her, but were suppressed by reason and calmness.

"Thank you for your recognition, Mr. Anser."

She spoke so softly, not disguising the joy in her words, and wiped the corners of Anser's lips with silk: "I will definitely continue to make you recognize me, so, from now on..."

The girl's eyes were longing and ardent: "Could you please continue to express your approval of me in this way, or... in a more advanced way?"

Anser reached out and straightened Marina's messy collar: "Of course, you deserve it, Marina."

The calm and young strategist resisted the urge to kiss Anser again, gradually stepped down from Anser's desk, stood firmly on the ground, bowed deeply to Anser, and turned away.

After closing the study door, Marina's legs almost went weak and she fell to the ground.

The girl covered her heart, feeling the violent beating in her chest. The joy that made her addicted during the deep kiss flowed through her mind again like an electric current, making her almost unable to bear it and let out a soft moan.

"Ansel...Mr...."

Marina put her legs together, put her hands there, and gently tightened the smooth silk fabric. She was somewhat glad that her skirt was thick and layered, and dark black. Otherwise, when she lay on the table, she would not only cause trouble for Mr. Anser, but also let people see the deep water marks between her legs.

After taking a few seconds to calm herself down, Marina adjusted her breathing and tried her best to keep her steps steady as she walked forward.

"Since Mr. Anser is willing to recognize me in this way..."

She stroked her cheek gently, and whispered with nostalgia and peace of mind: "In that case, isn't it too childish to compete with Xi'er for the first place?"

"But... I still don't want to give in. But -"

Marina's nails gently scratched her delicate skin, and a bold and decadent pink plan suddenly emerged in her mind. When she thought of this, the girl's steps softened again and she leaned on the handrail beside the stairs.

"In that case...it's not impossible."

A gorgeous smile with a hint of seduction appeared on her face. Silently, Marina, who was further eroded, had already taken that ridiculous thing for granted.

"Because Mr. Anser will definitely be very happy, and you will definitely not refuse, right, Xier?"

In the study, Ansel, who had no idea what strange idea Marina suddenly had, was not as excited as she was, and was even not out of control.

The young Hydra simply closed his eyes, leaned back in the big chair, and rubbed his eyebrows.

“It’s not out of control.”

He suddenly said this.

"That wasn't a loss of control, so...I regretted it. No, I hesitated."

"hesitate……"

Anser whispered softly, tapping his fingers on the armrest. This was the only echo in the silent study.

Suddenly, a bottle filled with a sticky black liquid appeared in his hand.

It was the water of redemption containing the element of the beast that he had exchanged from Fafner.

Hydra opened his eyes and stared at the liquid in the bottle named "salvation", seeming to be lost in thought.

"……Reasonable."

He answered indifferently in a creepy tone: "If you want to corrode Xitana, there is no need to obtain the Water of Redemption. Both are... the last insurance."

"..."

He looked at the only snake head ring on his thumb and fell silent again.

*

"what!"

After barely avoiding Gleipnir's last attack at a tricky angle, Hitana, with only two tears on her clothes, cheered happily: "I succeeded, Anser!"

Hitana obediently followed Ansher's wishes and began to actively and seriously think about what would be the best solution in the battle. As it turned out, for a genius... this kind of thing is a piece of cake.

During this process, Shitana did not experience the situation she had imagined, "The fight has already started and there is no time to think." On the contrary, during the movement of her fists and feet, if Shitana intended to think, she would get the answer instantly when the thought arose.

Compared to relying on intuition, the ideas that Anser provided to Hitana undoubtedly opened up a new path for her. After becoming a little familiar with it, Miss Wolf was able to quickly predict the trajectory of the whip blade through the movement of Anser's wrist, rather than relying on perception to dodge. She completed the second stage of Anser's test in four days.

"How is it, how does it feel?"

Anser held up Xitana who had jumped over and was hanging on him: "When you try to take the initiative to understand the battle situation instead of relying on instinct to deal with it, does the battle become easier?"

"Ok!"

Sitana rubbed Anser's face vigorously: "It is indeed much more useful than relying on feeling alone... I'm just not used to it. I just need to practice for a while!"

She jumped to the ground, her fists and feet tearing the air with explosions at will. After only a few days, her physical strength seemed to have reached a new level.

The girl, who was jumping briskly on the spot, clenched her fists and looked at Anser happily: "Anser, I feel like I should be reaching the third stage soon. My strength now seems to have reached... that, the bottle, uh... the bottleneck!"

In fact, Hitana rarely has any clear concept of her own strength. From childhood to adulthood, "becoming stronger" is something that is almost as easy and natural to her as breathing, so she is very sensitive to bottlenecks that suddenly strangle her growth.

Anser was not surprised by this, as he knew Xitana's talent better than anyone else. However, the third-level throne, which truly distinguished the extraordinary from ordinary people, was not so easy to achieve.

"Xitana, do you still remember how to become a third-stage transcendent?"

"Well……"

The girl scratched her head and thought for a while: "I remember that the body and soul... need to be combined together? But isn't the soul already inside my body? How can it be considered combined together?"

Anser tapped his cane lightly, and Gleipnir transformed into a ferocious hand cannon with the pleasant sound of mechanical operation. He handed the hand cannon to Xitana and said with a smile: "Pull the trigger and try it."

"Huh? Really?"

Hitana's eyes lit up. She had wanted to play with this super powerful-looking hand cannon for a long time.

Shitana took Gleipnir, held the hand cannon which was a little too big for her in both hands, excitedly and carefully aimed it at the sky, half closed her eyes, and pulled the trigger hard.

But... nothing happened.

"Huh?" Sitana opened her eyes slightly and pressed the trigger several times, but nothing happened.

"As a 'gun', the principle of its external entity determines that it will fire a bullet as long as the trigger is pulled."

Anser waved his hand, and Gleipnir automatically flew back to his hand and spun in his palm.

"But as an alchemical artifact, Gleipnir's internal self-operating rules are above common sense - this is transcendence."

"The same principle also applies to the relationship between extraordinary people."

Anser looked at Xitana and explained the basic theory of Aetherology to her in a concise manner.

"No matter how special the body of a transcendent who ascends through the Path to Heaven is, even if he or she uses transcendental elements to strengthen it, it will eventually reach the limit of 'common sense'."

"Here, the soul, as the element for transforming the 'inner rules' of the extraordinary, is the opportunity for the extraordinary to formally sublimate."

"Oh...oh!" Xitana understood a little, "Just like the big wolf in the Blackwater Forest, although it looks like a wolf, it is just a monster in the shape of a wolf, right?"

"That's about it." Anser nodded. "To ascend the throne, one needs to completely combine the soul and the body after extraordinary tempering. In fact, it means that the soul helps the body to break through the mundane boundaries, and a stronger container can accommodate a stronger soul, so that they complement each other."

“So, the body is important in this process, but it is not the key. The key lies in the soul’s shaping, sublimation, and transformation of the inner self.”

Xitana touched her forehead and muttered thoughtfully: "No wonder I always feel like there's something strange living in my head. So this is it."

"Can you feel it clearly?"

"It didn't happen before, but it's becoming more and more obvious now." Xitana said frankly, "It would bark excitedly like a dog, and sometimes it would get angry or unhappy... But for some reason, it hasn't happened much in the past two days."

"..."

Ansher's eyes narrowed slightly for a moment, but Sitana, who was still thinking about the strange things in her head, naturally didn't notice it.

"Anser, Anser, so what should I do? Soul... transformation or something."

Xitana excitedly grabbed Anser's clothes and said, "I really want to become a level three right now!"

"Generally speaking, this requires a large amount of extraordinary materials to construct a ritual. When the ascended person feels that the moment of ascension has arrived, the ritual is used to assist the sublimated soul to break through the boundaries of the physical body and allow the two to become one again."

Hydra smiled and pinched Xitana's cheek with a natural look: "But Xitana, you are different. You have unparalleled physical talent and an innate strong soul. You are also a rare spiritual essence holder.

"As long as you come into contact with the extraordinary, the growth of your soul will come naturally, so you just need to wait for the right time and for that feeling to come."

"……Feel."

Xitana chewed on Ansher's words, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

The feeling, that feeling…she had experienced it before!

When following Anser to the central square of Red Frost City to give a speech, walking through the corridor formed by two rows of armored soldiers and feeling the people's cheers, Hitana could clearly feel that her power was burning and boiling, and her soul was cheering and roaring!

That kind of... absolute self that is destined to achieve the highest, and must stand at the highest point; it must sweep away all enemies and not allow any arrogant ambitions to surpass itself.

I was born to roam the earth, conquer even the sky and the ocean, forever chasing after power, forever chasing after strength, and on that never-ending road, to achieve supreme greatness all my own!

When she thought of this, Xitana's heart began to boil.

Combined with the fighting method that Ansher taught me, examining and thinking...it won't take long for me to beat the snake to pieces!

"How about it?"

Anser looked at the excited Xitana and asked, "Do you feel it?"

"Hmm...it's hard to say, but I don't think it's difficult at all!"

Although she didn't feel anything, Xitana still said confidently: "I've experienced that feeling before, and it's no problem to do it again. Why don't you practice more with you, Anser? Maybe you can master more skills."

Hydra tilted his head, his eyes wandering over Xitana, and said meaningfully:

"Learn some more...skills?"

The girl, whose "skills" had improved by leaps and bounds in recent days, was stunned at first, then stamped her feet in embarrassment and anger: "Not that! I meant fighting!"

"But...but..."

She looked away and said in a floating tone, "Anser, if you want me to learn something else, I'm not...not going to learn it. Just don't be too, not too weird."

Because of her sister's guidance, Hitana chose to stop before the last checkpoint. She tiptoed on the ground, swayed her body, and glanced at Anther from time to time.

On the one hand, it seemed that she was afraid that Anser would not be satisfied, and on the other hand... it seemed that it was because she herself sometimes could not be satisfied.

Of course, Anther could not hide Xitana's little thoughts from her. The young nobleman, whose life seemed a little decadent recently, smiled but had no intention of stopping her from having wild thoughts.

"Speaking of which, aren't you planning to use these two rewards?" Ansher asked.

The reward that Anser gave to Xitana was not complicated, it was very simple but also very precious - that is, Anser would agree to some of Xitana's small requests. Although they were small requests, they were already very precious to Xitana.

“…Hmm? Oh! This, this——”

Xitana coughed lightly, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously rose, revealing a playful and ambiguous smile.

"I want to save up the rewards and use them together... As for when to use them, don't ask me, Anser. You will know when the time comes."

She laughed and put her arm around Anser's shoulders: "Okay, today's exercise ends here. I haven't rested with Anser for a long time. You don't have to work today, and stay with me, okay?"

The girl who rested her head on Anser's shoulder blinked, then stood on tiptoe and gave Anser a small kiss on the side of his face.

Anser was silent for a moment, then smiled and replied: "Okay, actually there is nothing important to do these two days. Let's play with Xitana for a day today!"

"Great! Then I'll ask Lina to come... Oh, forget it. She will definitely tell me seriously that she has too much work to do."