A Villain's Way of Taming Heroines

Chapter 302: Miss Puppet's Perplex - II

Everything Ansel had done before exploded in Ravenna's mind at this moment, the chaotic and confused memories and scenes kept churning, once the confusion and doubt began, everything couldn't stop.

Marlina Marlowe, what that woman said, was like a delayed bullet, shattering Ravenna's thinking that had solidified for three whole years after Ansel's test made Ravenna realize the strangeness between them.

When she began to look back at everything that had happened during this time, she could no longer distinguish whether Ansel's kindness was to tame her or truly care for her, whether Ansel's cruelty was to make her submit or to retaliate for her betrayal.

...Yes, Ansel also said that I was a traitor in his eyes. If, if that's true, am I—

"Got you, bastard!"

The excited and high-pitched roar shattered Ravenna's thoughts.

Her unfocused eyes slowly regained focus, there was no joy of surviving a disaster, the complex and chaotic thoughts made Ravenna unable to calm down, so she only realized now... the one who saved her, was not the person she thought.

—He didn't even show up.

The wolf, having shattered the ceiling and descended from the heavens, twisted its neck to gaze upon the large iron lump before it, licking her rosy lips.

"That was a close call. I almost couldn't report back to Ansel."

"... Seraphina Marlowe," came Conrad's voice from within the steel golem, "why are you here?"

"Idiot, of course, I'm here waiting for you."

Seraphina crossed her arms, her face expressing confusion, "Or did you think I was here for a lecture?"

"So, it was Lord Ansel who... instructed you?"

The steel golem fell silent for a moment, then let out a desolate and neurotic laugh.

"Hehehe... hahaha! You're really lucky, Ziegler!"

"You're insane... I'm not here to listen to your ravings."

Seraphina looked at the steel puppet with a look reserved for the mentally challenged, her fiery gaze not hidden, "Ansel told me I could have a good fight today. Although that formidable-looking guy ran away, you, hmm... you're not bad."

She twisted her neck, her fists collided, and a wild smile appeared on her pretty face: "Come!"

The wolf, still a long way from becoming a king, took a step forward. The spreading violent aura and the tremor from that step increased the fear in everyone's hearts.

Without turning her head, Seraphina yelled, "What are you still doing here? Get out, don't hinder me!"

After uttering these words, she raised her hand and landed another punch on the steel armor, which was gradually deforming under her blows. Her expression was ferocious as she said, "Either you defeat me before you kill her, or you die by my hand now... there's no third option—"

Her fists clenched into a hammer shape, raised above her head. Her muscles tensed, channeling an immense force along her spine to her arms. The hammer fist, carrying an explosive force, crashed down amidst Seraphina's roar!

"—possible!"

Tsk!

The anticipated booming sound did not come. Instead, Seraphina's forearm and fists were directly shaved off a layer of flesh by the instant light cannon, causing the lethality of this strike to plummet.

"It seems, I have been used as a whetstone by Lord Ansel for Miss Seraphina."

Conrad suddenly spoke, "In that case, I will no longer struggle. Let's have a fair duel, shall we?"

Seraphina, whose hands were nearly carbonized, was stunned for two seconds, then nodded vigorously with great joy, "You're quite cooperative! Let's do it!"

She leaped back a dozen meters, first opened her palms, relaxed her muscles, then suddenly clenched her fists. The sudden burst of muscle directly shattered the carbonized matter on her arm, exposing the bloody flesh and even the bones. Meanwhile, her muscle fibers were visibly repairing her arm at an astonishing speed.

"A fair duel, oh... and this thing!"

Seraphina walked to where the steel armor was kicked away by her, picked up the metal long sword that should have been used as a casting medium, and forcefully threw it to Conrad in the distance.

By the time she completed this action, her arms were almost fully recovered.

"Now that's more like it... come on!"

Seraphina, excited to the extreme, watched Conrad raise the long sword, preparing to fight her like a true warrior, "Continue!"

This was the battle she yearned for, the fight she craved, the valuable... hunt!

In the ruins, Ravenna watched Seraphina in the distance. The latter was fighting an enemy of a higher stage, and despite the intensity, she was not at a disadvantage, even somewhat dominating.

Just by looking at that side profile, Ravenna Ziegler could feel the spirited enthusiasm.

She once had it too, that spirited enthusiasm.

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