The villain's way to tame the protagonist

What's more, in Hitana's eyes, what Ansor needs most now is... power.

She obviously wanted to help Anser, so why was Anser unwilling to accept it?

Why would Ansel tell her that he...didn't need to become that strong?

The restless beast in the soul growled with great unwillingness.

Now, Hitana recalled that she seemed to be like this at the very beginning... at Howling Wind Keep, when she encountered the assassin.

When forced to control himself, the spiritual essence gave him extraordinary physical strength, but because he did not trust his own pure power, he chose to use thinking and reason to fight the enemy. Even though he succeeded in killing the opponent in the end, but... that power had obviously begun to weaken while he was thinking.

When she didn't believe in her own strength, the beast roared so unwillingly and angrily.

...Anser, was he ready at that time? Was he planning for me at this moment?

Xitana couldn't help feeling sad. She looked sadly at the boy in front of her who was staring at her silently. She wanted to ask him something, but she couldn't say anything.

Of course she knew that Anser was smarter than her and better at fighting against fate. What Anser wanted to do would definitely not be wrong.

But Shitana was still very sad.

Every night when she went to sleep she thought about how to become stronger the next day, and every day she became stronger, she thought about how she could better help Anser.

But why... did Ansel treat her like this?

Didn’t Ansel say that he would always stand by her side and never give up on her?

“…Anser.”

Xitana forced a smile and said, "I know, I know you must have your own ideas, and they must be more comprehensive than mine, so...so even if I don't understand why Anser wants me to do this, I will...be obedient."

"But--"

The girl leaned forward, her eyes full of hope and pleading: "But Anser, can you tell me the reason? Why can't I become stronger? Is it that you don't need me? Or... or will I cause you trouble in the future?"

"Anser, you won't lie to me, right?"

The self deep in Shitana's soul was roaring in anger. It seemed to be furious with its current self, and with such weakness and pleading. Such anger infected Shitana's emotions, making her mood even more confused.

Even so, Shitana was looking forward to Ansher's answer. No matter what, as long as Ansher was willing to give her an answer and give it sincerely as usual, Shitana would accept it no matter what the answer was.

But such anticipation, in the long silence... turned into torment.

Anser did not answer Xitana's question, but remained silent.

"...Anser?"

Xitana's voice trembled slightly: "Anser, why... why don't you answer me?"

"Shitana."

After a long silence, Anser looked into Xitana's eyes and replied calmly: "I think it's better for both you and me not to answer this question."

"Because you..." The young Hydra looked into the eyes of the wild beast that was almost roaring at him, "You will definitely not accept this answer."

"...I won't accept it, I won't accept it?"

Xitana muttered in a low voice, her body gradually began to tremble, then she suddenly raised her head, stretched out her hand and grabbed Anser's collar tightly, and shouted in sadness and anger:

"I even accepted something as unreal as that! I told you so much... and you promised me so much! Now you tell me that I won't accept it?!"

"Ansel! Tell me! What can I not accept from you... from you!"

The emotions that surged during this period, the ambiguity experienced during this period, the expectations held in the heart during this period... all turned into cruel blades at this moment because of Anser's indifference and alienation.

"How could I..."

The hand that was clutching Anther's collar gradually slipped away. Sitana leaned her head against Anther's chest in despair, muttering to herself in a daze and sadness.

"How could I not accept what you said to me, Anser?"

"..."

Hydra lowered his head and stared at the snow-white hair that kept trembling on his chest. His hands were placed flat on the armrests, and his fingers involuntarily lifted slightly, but only slightly.

He remained indifferent.

Xitana's body was still shaking slightly, but Anser did not hear any sobbing.

Unconsciously, she was no longer so weak.

"…I'm sorry, Anser."

After a long while, the girl whispered, "I said some unpleasant things. I was too willful."

"...No." Anser touched Xitana's hair with his fingertips and said softly, "It doesn't matter if you resent me now, because everything I did was just for my own benefit."

"I won't resent Anser."

Xitana raised her head and tried to smile at Anser: "I just... need to calm down."

She thought she was close to Anser and was the closest person to Anser in the world.

But now, Hitana suddenly realized that even though Ansor shared that fantastic secret with her, there was still a gap between them that she could not understand.

——She could never understand Ansher. She couldn’t see what kind of emotions and what kind of... truth was hidden behind that handsome face that always had a gentle smile.

Hitana didn't hate Ansher, she just felt a little sad and heartbroken.

"When you need me for promotion, Anser, come find me again."

The girl said softly, "I won't be going anywhere these days. I'll just stay here."

She stepped back, looking Ansel in the face as she did so, and said:

"Goodbye, Anser."

Anser and Xitana looked at each other, his expression remained calm. He just nodded and responded calmly: "Goodbye, Xitana."

As the door of the study closed, the room was instantly filled with visible black matter, which danced wildly on the walls, floor, ceiling, desk, and bookcases. The invisible and unknown great mystery emanated in all directions during this dance.

The moment an ordinary person steps into the study, he will be captured by the spreading invisible elements. He will witness scenes that he will never see in his entire life. Then, in madness and ecstasy, he will completely collapse because of the mystery that his fragile nature cannot bear. From soul to body, his entire existence will become nothingness.

"call……"

With Hydra's sigh, the endless mysterious factor disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared.

"Have you made preparations long before, just like I also tried to restrain Marina's wildness long before?"

Ansel never underestimated fate because he had experienced the bitter consequences of thinking he was successful but ending up in complete failure.

So at that moment, when Sitana made a promise to him, Ansher only thought that he had only won one step over fate, which was so insignificant that it could not determine the real victory or defeat between the two.

"……beast."

Hydra, ready to play the final game with fate, closed his eyes and whispered in a complicated tone:

"Shitana, why is your essence a beast?"

Chapter 87: Trust is not mutual

In the courtyard of the mansion, Shitana sat on a swing, swinging gently, her eyes staring straight ahead with an unfocused look in her eyes, lost in thought.

Although a day had passed since that conversation, Shitana felt as if it happened just now.

She tossed and turned late at night, unable to understand why Ansor wouldn't allow her to advance to the third level, and why he said she didn't need to become that strong.

After thinking about it, Xitana could only come to the conclusion that she would cause trouble to Anser after she became stronger. But her future self was so powerful that she could cause trouble... wouldn't it be easy to deal with it?

If she were stronger than the emperor, what troubles in this world could not be solved by her?

The girl swung on the swing dejectedly, and the occasional cold wind could not make her feel much cold.

Not only was she upset by Ansel's words, she was also anxious and unhappy because the power was within her reach but she had to endure it.

Experiencing the feeling of becoming stronger and stronger is the most important hobby of Hitana among her few hobbies.

From the time she left the Skyfrost Tower until now, Shitana has never slacked off for a moment, from the constant hunting in the village to the constant fighting in search of opponents now. Even if Shitana does not have that subjective will, she has been on the path of constant fighting and killing, and at the same time becoming stronger.

However, compared to Hitana in the original world line, the battles she experienced now were pitifully few. Hitana didn't know why, because Anther rarely asked her to do anything, and didn't allow her to continue to serve as a guard. She had to take the initiative to find things for herself.

"Hey...how will Anser help me then?"

Xitana held her chin with her hands and sighed sadly.

From what Anser said, it seemed that he had some way to avoid his own spiritual essence and allow her to grow to the third level and then become the leader.

The ring that Xitana had been looking forward to suddenly didn't seem so attractive anymore.

"Anser, I'm trying to help you..."

The girl tapped the ground with her toes, letting the swing swing back and forth, and whispered sadly, "Why don't you need me to become stronger?"

"Xie'er."

The call from not far away made Xitana look up suddenly. She saw her sister wearing a black dress, her feet wrapped in semi-transparent black stockings and a pair of high heels, looking at her so dignified and quiet.

"…Lin, Lina."

Xitana shook her head, trying not to let Marina notice her abnormality: "What's wrong? Don't you have work today?"

"Of course." Marina tapped the ground with her heel. "If I didn't have work, would I dress so formally?"

"Um... um, you're not cold, are you?"

Xitana looked at the slender calves and ankles exposed under the long skirt and jumped off the swing: "Why are you wearing so little..."

"The stockings provided by Miss Meili have a warming function... Sit there, Xier."

Marina motioned for Xitana to sit back on the Qianqiu: "What are you worried about? Can't you tell me?"

"I, I'm not worried! And don't you have to work? Go to work quickly and don't cause trouble for Anser!"

Xitana stopped and looked at Marina walking towards her, and quickly waved her hands to signal her to stop: "Malina, I really--"

"Yes, I was going to patrol the Great Stream Territory to ensure the safety of the collection area established there by a warlock under the command of the Grand Duke of the Gray Tower."

Marina sighed first, then tilted her head and looked at Sitana with a half-smile. "But just as I walked to the door, I saw a pitiful little girl swinging on the swing, sighing from time to time. Upon closer inspection...it turned out that this little girl is my sister!"

She walked over to Sitana, gently touched the girl's head, and said softly: "In this case, that kind of work that is not particularly important should be put aside for the time being."

Xitana rubbed Marina's palm with some emotion, but still wanted to change the subject:

"...No, it's not particularly important. If it's very important, Lina, you won't care about me?"

She said this, but in the end, Marina still led her and she sat on the swing obediently.

"Of course." Marina gathered her skirt and sat on another swing. She looked up at the sky and said in a relaxed tone, "In my eyes, Mr. Anser is the most important person. Even Xier, you are not as important as him."

"why is it like this!"

Xitana shook Marina's arm vigorously and muttered unhappily: "After all, they should be equally important!"

"Because Mr. Anser will definitely do the right thing." Marina tapped Xitana's forehead, "But Xier, you are different."

"..."

Hearing this, Xitana's eyes suddenly became much dimmer.

Marina, who easily noticed the change in her sister, did not ask her directly what was wrong, but asked another question:

"Xi'er, you haven't been promoted to the throne yet."

"……Um."

"Why? Can't you find that feeling?"

"No!" Xitana immediately retorted, "It's because——"

She couldn't continue. Tell Marina that Anser asked her not to advance to the third level? What would Marina think? Would she speak up for Anser?

Xitana didn't want Marina to stand against her... Although Marina might be able to explain it to her, Anser was unwilling to tell her something that she would definitely not be able to accept...

The confused wolf clenched his fists, not knowing what to say.

"Xie'er."

When Sitana was in a state of confusion, Marina suddenly spoke.

She looked at the sky and said in a distant and nostalgic tone: "What were we doing at this time three years ago?"

"……what?"

Xitana was stunned for two seconds, then scratched her head and thought about it.

"Three years ago...three years ago, we were...having a snowball fight, right?"