A Villain's Way of Taming Heroines

Chapter 671 CrossRoad · Face to Face - II

Despite being merely a fourth-stage extraordinary being, she exuded an aura of dominance capable of subduing the entire empire. Such an unprecedented and inconceivable occurrence was unparalleled not only in imperial annals but throughout the entirety of human history.

Ravenna, displeased with Seraphina's brazen demeanor, intended to voice further objections when Ansel, flanked by both women, interjected:

"Seri's capriciousness is not of concern. The Hydral family certainly possesses such privileges. In comparison to past occurrences—without delving too far back, merely considering the exploits of my father and Lawrence—their actions far surpassed Seraphina's current deeds in terms of audacity, yet none dared raise any objections."

Indeed, Seraphina's current "righteous enforcement" paled in comparison to the arbitrary whims of other pact heads, amounting to mere trifles.

Though Ravenna understood this reasoning, she still expressed her displeasure with a soft huff: "You persist in favoring her so."

"I've shown favoritism to you on numerous occasions as well, Venna, and undoubtedly will continue to do so," Ansel responded matter-of-factly to his friend's somewhat petulant complaint, chuckling lightly. "It's only fitting, wouldn't you agree?"

Seraphina stuck her tongue out at Ravenna: "I don't find it fitting at all. Ansel needn't favor her. If she doesn't care, you can exclusively favor me from now on."

As she spoke, she mouthed additional words to Ravenna.

Stub-born-mule.

In that instant, Ansel felt Ravenna's grip on his arm tighten by at least eighty percent.

Subsequently, Miss Ravenna, starting with "stupid dog" and centering on intelligence, delivered an expressionless tirade of no less than a hundred words, simultaneously bewildering and successfully infuriating Seraphina.

As the two girls bickered along the way, Ansel found himself unable to suppress his amusement. Not only was their quarrel inherently entertaining, but Seraphina's unreasonable transformation also provided Ansel with a broader array of strategies and methods for maneuvering on the chessboard against fate.

Although the cost was that this war chariot's autonomous consciousness would grow increasingly stronger, Ansel had never truly considered using Seraphina entirely as a mere pawn.

Seraphina's current self-centeredness differed markedly from her future genuine tyranny. While her inherent nature remained unchanged, her outward manifestation was drastically different, which sufficed.

Regardless of her individualism, Seraphina would never abandon Ansel... Or perhaps this indicated that she had unknowingly begun to regard Ansel as her own possession?

Upon this realization, a subtle smile graced the young Hydral's lips.

Love is a complex entity; for its passionate flame to burn eternally requires mutual effort.

If his affection for Seraphina were merely akin to that of a cherished pet, how long could such sentiment truly endure?

Undoubtedly, it would pale in longevity compared to this fervent passion of mutual possession and taming.

His Seraphina, it seemed, stirred his heart more profoundly now than ever before.

As the trio arrived at their stronghold in the lower district, Seraphina initially yearned to bask in the adoration and reverence of the masses. However, unable to risk proximity to "Faust," she unhesitatingly chose intimate closeness with Ansel over public acclaim, remaining concealed until they reached their base.

"Oh my... today was truly tiring," Seraphina declared, plopping onto the sofa in the lounge.

She snatched a juice bottle from the table, bit off the cap, and guzzled its contents in one swift motion.

Ravenna shifted her position, pressing her ear against Ansel's chest. She drawled, "It was that obvious, to me at least."

"So, do you want me to do it?"

"...No, let's not," Ansel shook his head, a fleeting look of compassion in his eyes.

"This is, after all, a matter between sisters."

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Without a greeting, Seraphina burst through the door with a resounding bang.

"Aha, Marli! I'm back! And I've become super strong! You must have seen it!"

Seraphina cheered, circling around Marlina, who sat at her desk. "From now on, you won't need to handle these matters anymore. You can go back to adventuring with Ansel! Sorry for troubling you these past few days."

"Sorry for troubling..."

Marlina softly murmured these words, a smile slowly appearing on her face, as if donning a mask. "There's nothing... to be sorry about, Miss Seraphina."

"Oh, why are you calling me that again... Never mind, I don't care. Hmm... Are these the final arrangements you're making before you leave, Marli?"

Without looking up, Marlina responded quietly, "Yes, Miss Seraphina. Before leaving the lower district, I hope to contribute what little I can."

"Oh, I see..."

As Seraphina said this, she suddenly reached out and snatched all the papers from under Marlina's pen.

Without any warning or request, she seized Marlina's planning documents and began to peruse them slowly.

"...As expected, I can't make heads or tails of this no matter how I look at it. Professional matters should be left to professionals, I suppose."

After a moment of seemingly incomprehensible examination, Seraphina returned the thick planning documents to Marlina. However, as the latter silently extended her hand to retrieve her belongings, she found that the force on the other end of the documents remained unyielding.

"..."

Marlina slowly raised her head, meeting her sister's eyes.

Those cold, predatory eyes.

"So, Marli, tell me," Seraphina asked her sister in the calmest voice she could muster:

"Since you understand so much, why did you have to cause the deaths of so many people?"

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