The villain's way of taming the protagonist

Before going to bed, exercise as usual, I can't seem to find the feeling that day, but there is no rush, I am a genius.

Anser came to see me before I went to bed. He asked me if I was happy, and I said I was happy.

super happy! (Note: The font here is crooked and huge)

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Diary of the Great Cold Wave, the third day.

The wind and snow seemed to be less severe. I could vaguely see the outlines of houses and frozen things on the street. It was so scary. Anser actually said that I would not be frozen to death.

I used to be so good.

Today, Linna had breakfast with us, told Anser a bunch of things I couldn't understand, and gave me a last look. She didn't know what it meant, but she was in a bad mood.

After breakfast, Anser took me to see something called Jing Ying, which was projected with Ying Ying crystal. It was a long story, anyway, it was about fighting and killing. Anser said it was all acting, not real. It was very enjoyable to watch.

Speaking of which, where did Anser put the crystal I brought from that treasure house?

For lunch, I changed to new ingredients. I don’t know how many ingredients are stored here. In short, I am very happy, and I can eat whatever I want.

During the last big cold wave, I seemed to be hungry for two days, because I could not eat, but Linna couldn't.

After dinner, Anser said to change my clothes. The original clothes were too thin, and it would be cold to wear outside after the cold wave.

Anser is amazing, he has prepared so many clothes, he seems to be able to take out everything.

Accidentally broke a very warm lamp like a stove. That one seemed to be used for heat generation. Anser said it was okay, and there were still many in stock.

At night, Anser watched me exercise and sweated a lot. Anser touched my leg, and I accidentally hit him. (Note: There is a crying face drawn here)

Before going to bed, Anser was in my room. He said that I was not lazy, I was working hard, and that I could take my time and not rush.

He doesn't lie to me, he gives me everything.

Ancer was the best for me.

It suddenly occurred to me that many people were suffering from the cold in the great cold wave, and I was a little sad. I also thought that if Anser gave them coal, at least they would be able to survive.

I will make them better off. (Note: The most correct handwriting sentence in the diary)

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On the morning of the fourth day of the great cold wave, Xitana read her diary and couldn't help but laugh, holding her in her arms like a baby.

These three days were the most precious and memorable three days when she came to Chishuang collar.

She spent three days without any intrigue, without having to deal with any troubles, so peaceful, comfortable and happy.

There are no responsibilities to bear, and you are far away from all worries and troubles. Under Anser's gentle guidance and arrangement, everything is filled with untiring happiness.

Today, the great cold wave ended and the wind and snow subsided—some irrationally and viciously speaking, Xitana even hoped that such days would be longer.

Of course, this thought was only for a moment, and she quickly criticized herself seriously.

These good things have been firmly in her heart, and next, Sitana, who got up early, is going to enjoy another thing.

The girl who had changed her clothes went downstairs quickly, rubbing her hands and standing in front of the gate with an excited face.

She wants to take Anser one step ahead to listen to the praise and gratitude of the people who have been blessed by Anser and survived this great cold wave.

She wants everyone to know and everyone to recognize that Anser Hydera's integrity and kindness are by no means hypocrisy, and that is a truth with great weight.

"Come on, everyone in the Chishuang collar."

Sitana opened the door with great joy: "Let us welcome the brand new—"

Snapped--

The smile on the girl's face seemed to be frozen by the remaining biting cold wind.

The moment she opened the door, an ice sculpture fell inward, and after a soft sound, it fell to pieces.

That's not an ice sculpture.

Limbs, fragments, tissue so vivid even in the frost, told Sitana that this was no ice sculpture.

This is a human being, a corpse.

Xitana's pupils began to vibrate violently, not just because of the shattered corpse, but also because of... the scene in front of her.

"what is this?"

She took a step outside tremblingly, unable to even feel the slightest cold.

Because the icy cold emanating from the soul had already frozen all her senses.

In front of the gate outside Anser's mansion——

Standing, crouching, kneeling, falling...

"what!!!"

Sitana screamed and ran frantically from Ancer's mansion to stand on the deserted, snow-covered street.

Yes, it was empty.

But one after another, scattered everywhere, with different postures, without exception... At the last moment of death, I reached out to Anser's mansion, and to the house that brought Xitana great satisfaction and joy. Blissful heaven's outstretched hand... an ice sculpture.

Sitana Lancemallos, a follower of Anser, the future Emperor of the Sky Wolf, a willful guy who never really grew up, a girl who never really experienced pain, on the first day after the end of the Great Cold Wave—

Witnessed hell.

ps:

The total of the two chapters is 1.1W. I still overestimated myself. I didn’t finish writing until sooner. I really have to send it (vomit soul)

The beauty of the previous chapter and the first part of this chapter, and the strong conflict between the devastating ending, I have been looking forward to for a long time when I conceived, and this is just the beginning, continue tomorrow!

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Chapter 64 The Great Despair Part One

Die, die, die, die.

Visible to the naked eye, a desperate death that almost caused Sitana to collapse.

"why……"

The trembling girl walked through the thick snow, the coldness from her skin and muscles, in the face of the despair spreading from her soul, it was not even pain.

She looked at the scattered ice corpses at both ends of the road, silently telling the horror and despair of these three days.

"Why, why don't you stay at home...why run out."

Xitana walked forward in a daze, the sculptures with frosty skin and frozen expressions were like works of art given to the world by the god of death, perfect creations carved by the lord of despair.

Look, before life is frozen, the last moment of anticipation, fear, longing for life, search for hope and redemption, the expression of the conviction that one can be saved, the contrast with the final result... What a irony .

The eyeballs that were already cracked like glass and covered with ice crystals reflected the mansion that was regarded as a holy place by the Chishuang leaders, reflecting the only person in this dead world.

Sitana couldn't bear this kind of horror anymore. Ever since she was a child, she had never felt a little bit of fear even when she was in the depths of death. What she felt at this moment was not anger, but... terror.

She was afraid, she didn't know why she was afraid, but the silent intuition and the dead stillness of the soul made Sitana feel something...something that made her teeth tremble.

She didn't know what it was, but for Sitana who trusted her intuition so much, this feeling was enough to scare her.

"No...it shouldn't be like this...Anser, Anser!"

Driven by this fear, Sitana yelled like crazy, turned and ran towards the mansion: "Why are so many people dead! What's going on!"

But in these three days, the young man who made her peaceful and happy did not appear. The one who appeared at the door was her elder sister who had hardly had any social contact with her these days.

Marina was wearing a thick black skirt and jacket, and her smooth snowy hair was very dazzling. The black feather hair accessories pinned on the hair above her ears added an unspeakable mystery and nobility to this girl who was a village girl not long ago. .

She walked out of the mansion expressionlessly, and passed the ice sculptures one by one. It seemed that there were no such poor people who died in hope and despair in her eyes.

Marina calmly walked up the street, standing shoulder to shoulder with her sister, Sitana faced the mansion, and she looked around, looking at the street.

"Much less than expected."

Her soliloquy made Xitana feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

"This is a good thing, you can report to Mr. Anser."

After simply looking at the ice corpses around the mansion, Marina, who was as calm as counting the fallen leaves in the morning, turned around and walked towards the mansion.

"Marlena!!!"

Sitana snarled and grabbed her sister's collar: "What were you talking about just now! Do you know what you are talking about!"

Marina, whose body was slightly lifted off the ground, looked down at the furious wolf cub indifferently. The alienation and aloofness in her eyes made Sitana even more angry and heartbroken.

Her sister... When did she become like this?

When did she treat the lives of these ordinary people as nothing, and when she saw such a tragic situation, she was not only unmoved, but even said something inferior to a beast like "this is a good thing"?

Sitana stared at Marina, using undisguised anger, trying to make her lost sister show a sad and guilty expression.

But she saw nothing.

Yes, Sitana didn't see anything in Marina's eyes, this once weak older sister who was helpless as long as she played with her temper, just responded to her anger indifferently.

"Ma--"

"Sitana."

Marina spoke suddenly, interrupting Sitana's words.

"Are you angry?"

Xitana froze for a second, then roared loudly: "How can I not be angry when I see you bastard!"

"No, you're just covering up."

Marina didn't care at all that her body was being pulled further off the ground, and in a voice as cold as this dead silence, she stated indifferently:

"You are covering up your panic and fear. You are always like this, using a brutal posture to make everything outside think that you are fearless and never confused."

"Poor." She sneered.

"You... what are you talking about! What are you going crazy, Marina!"

Xitana's voice involuntarily became higher, even a little hoarse. She grabbed Marina's collar tightly, growled at first, and then used a tone equivalent to pleading, as if she wanted to fall onto Marina. , said weakly and weakly:

"Don't say such things, sister...they...they are all dead, they should have survived, so many people...are dead."

"So, why are you so afraid?" Marina asked, "Is their death related to you?"

"I--"

The dark girl didn't give Hitana time to respond, and continued to cast her judgment indifferently: "You don't think so, of course you don't think so, but why, your incomparably sensitive intuition tells you, you seem to have messed up something again Woolen cloth?"

"..."

Sitana's hand grasping Marina's collar continued to exert strength, and at the same time began to tremble more and more. Her lips fluttered and she was speechless.

Marina, on the other hand, did not leave any mercy to her younger sister.

"Sitana, why do you think that Mr. Anser used his own funds to help those poor? Why did he squander his own resources from beginning to end after taking over the Chishuang collar?"

Anger also arose in her heart, the anger that she could not dispute and blamed her ignorance, made Marina twitch the corners of her mouth, revealing an incomparably sarcastic smile.

"Even you can imagine that you can coerce the nobles to pay for all coal purchases. Why didn't Mr. Anser force them to use their own resources to transform the Scarlet Frost Territory?"

Sitana's body trembled violently, and the chill and fear that almost swallowed her completely began to spread throughout her body.

"Sitana, you are so stupid. You are so stupid to think that everything will become a reality as long as it is negotiated, and all tasks will be perfect as long as the documents are signed."

Marina, who had come to her senses, began to swing the butcher knife at her sister.

"Let me tell you why—because this city, this territory, has nothing to do with Mr. Anser. It never belonged to Mr. Anser, but to those nobles that you and I hate."

"Do you know how many nobles there are here? Do you know how many years these nobles have been passed down here? Do you know how intertwined the network where they exchange benefits with each other or are hostile to each other?"

"Do you know how many processes, how many links need to be responded to, and how many people are affected by Mr. Anser's decree?"

"In this long and complicated link, no matter how determined Mr. Anser is, it is impossible to master all of this complicated network. Let all links, all details, and everything run perfectly according to his wishes. For those who only bring It was impossible for Mr Ansel, the maid and Savile steward."

"Do you know this?"

Sitana's eyes were full of blankness. She looked at the strange sister in front of her and said helplessly, "What are you talking about...Marlena, what are you talking about!"

"...Look, Sitana, even though I've said it so clearly, you still can't see it."