The villain's way of taming the protagonist

Since she was 12 years old, she has been helping her parents deal with sheriffs and tax officials, just to get as much grain out of their hands as possible.

In the living room, the heartbeat at that moment was not false, and the reaction came from the heart, but after returning to her room, Marina immediately completed her reflection soberly and recognized her position.

"Do you understand, Sitana. Your Excellency Hydera...it's you, me, our family, and even the hope of our village."

The weak snow-haired girl held her younger sister's face: "I will mention your talent to Your Excellency Hydera, you must... try your best to stay by his side, he will change your destiny, Xier."

Sitana stared blankly at her sister, even after she was expelled from school, she had never said these words to herself so seriously.

She knew that now was not the time to be willful... Her sister was right, no matter what else, at least that guy was much more pleasing to the eye than that fat pig, and he wouldn't look at her and her sister with that kind of despicable eyes, Although she is sissy and psychopathic, but for the sake of my sister and parents, it is not unbearable——

Sitana's thoughts stopped abruptly.

The moment the thought of "being Hydera's subordinate for now" appeared in her mind, a substantive disgust that almost made her vomit surged out of her mind and poured into her limbs.

Her stomach began to twitch instinctively, and her body trembled uncontrollably, as if at that moment.

——At the moment when I saw that Anser Hydra.

It was like seeing the ugliest and most evil monster in the world, as if he could never live in the same world with it... Absolute disgust.

"I do not want!"

Driven by this disgust, the reckless and violent girl roared without warning.

Chapter 7. Fallen Like Her (4K)

The news of Earl Chishuang's death spread to the imperial capital together with Anser's trial records, and the great majesty on the throne, as always, made no secret of his love and indulgence for Anser.

"The affairs of the Chishuang collar are under your full authority. You are free to kill anyone you want, and you don't need to tell me again, but you must not stop the Chishuang collar." This was the reply from the majesty.

So, at this time, Anser was dealing with the troubles accumulated by the scarlet collar in his study.

"Master, in the next three years, only 5.00% of the agricultural tax will be charged, and all other miscellaneous taxes related to farmers will be abolished, and the commercial tax will also be reduced. Is this..."

Savile was used to his young master's unconstrained imagination, but Anser would always surprise him in unexpected ways.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Anser raised his head, "Is it too little? Actually, I originally wanted to get tax exemption directly."

"It's indeed a bit... Your Majesty's side, it's not easy to explain."

Anser laughed and leaned back in the chair, the delicate quill was twirling at his fingertips: "Saville, do you know that Cantrell's stupid pig paid taxes a few years later?"

The young man spread his hands, and this loose market posture also looked handsome and unrestrained on him: "60 years! Calculated from the normal tax rate, that guy has paid taxes to 60 years later! It is a miracle that the red frost collar can last for so long , plus the unsightly interest chain he established..."

He shook his head and laughed loudly: "He can be stolen by us, and the personal property in his pocket is too much for His Majesty, and she doesn't care too much about the money, my dear father The family property copied in the past two years is enough for her to squander for a long time, um...maybe she squandered to death."

"But that means that you have to use your booty to replenish the civilians of the Scarlet Frost Territory." Saville reminded, "Even your kindness is too extravagant."

As a pact with Anser's father, Saville has enough experience to judge the degree of obesity of these caterpillars. Even if the bulk of Earl Chishuang's family property has to be handed over to the emperor, the spoils in Anser's hands will still be It's a huge number—not to mention that His Majesty the Emperor, who loves his young master, has a high probability of leaving the big head to Anser himself.

Even so, in Saville's view, such a large expenditure in the huge spoils was unnecessary.

However, at most, he would only raise some questions about Anser's decision-making, and he never pointed fingers, and Saville was also used to his young master's unreasonable preference for civilians—in Hydera's territory, Anser Hydera's reputation He was taller than his father and the emperor combined.

"Saville, when did your vision become so narrow?" The young nobleman shook his head with a smile.

"If the word 'great' can be exchanged for money, then hesitating is short-sighted, and being stingy is stupid—not to mention, money doesn't mean much to me."

Anser stood up and stretched himself. He opened the window. The wind and snow had subsided at this time, but a lot of snow had accumulated in Anser's temporary mansion, and many enthusiastic civilians outside were actively helping him shovel the snow.

"They are such easy-to-satisfy people." Lazy Snake showed an incomprehensible smile.

"Lovro, Kadiral, Nokela, you have been busy for more than an hour, don't you want to take a break?" the boy shouted to the youth in the courtyard.

The young people whose names were called raised their heads in great surprise and waved the shovel in their hands vigorously. None of them felt that they had worked hard.

Anser turned his head and glanced at Saville, who nodded slightly and disappeared into the study in an instant.

Five minutes later, the maids came to the courtyard with transparent spirits and dried meat. Anser waved his hand with a smile in the surprised and admiring eyes of the young people downstairs, then turned and sat back on the chair.

But not long after, the joy on Anser's face faded when he heard the shouts of "Wooha, Hydera!" and "Wooha, Hydera!" from outside the window, and he sighed helplessly.

"Saville, find me a warlock who can add a powerful sound barrier before tonight."

"Tonight? Are you going to live in the mansion tonight?"

"Huh? I have other plans?"

Anser flipped through the documents at hand in some surprise, and then patted his forehead vigorously: "The little nobles and merchants in the Chishuang collar... I almost forgot about them, hehe, their actions are also fast, it only took half a day That's all. By the way, what about the Chishuang clan? Did you deal with it as I said?"

Savile bowed slightly: "It's being processed, it won't take much time."

The young Hydera nodded, and then suddenly reacted: "So fast? Couldn't it be the father's way of handling it?"

"...Master, in your eyes, am I that unreliable?"

"Hahahaha, it's just a joke to relax, dealing with official duties is very tiring, Savile."

"Then, do you need me to call Miss Nanajia over?" The old butler asked very considerately.

"Oh! Almost forgot my good girl."

Anser touched his chin and pondered for a while: "Turn on the heating mode of the room after leaving."

The old housekeeper bowed and left.

"Ah, yes, Savile."

A meaningful smile appeared on the boy's face:

"Help me get in touch with those two friends recommended by Earl Chishuang."

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Marina, who was standing in front of the study, clutched the hem of her clothes, waiting for a response from the inside.

"Please come in."

When the young and pleasant voice came out from the door, the girl took a deep breath and cautiously opened the door to enter.

Marina was a little surprised by the warmth in the room. Even though there was no fireplace, the study was still warmer than the living room with the flames burning.

Marina knew what it was. It was something written by the sorcerer... Anyway, as long as the magic crystal energy is provided, it can make the room extremely cool in summer and warm in winter.

If every northern family had something like this, how many people would be saved from freezing to death every year...

Marina was a little lost in thought, but quickly put these chaotic thoughts behind her, and nervously looked at the young man who was writing at his desk.

"What's the matter, Miss Lance." When Sitana was not present, Anser called Marina by her surname politely.

"Hai, Lord Hydera."

Even though she had made enough mental preparations, Marina's heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably when she faced Anser again.

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Even if he repeatedly warned himself that Anser Hydera, as a big shot who can execute Earl Scarlet Frost at will, must be far more mysterious, complicated, and dangerous than he imagined... But everything he has done so far has been Even the slightest inappropriate behavior?

No, even if Marina is picky again and again, she can't find any stains on the young and handsome Hydera. The biggest evil beast on the land was personally beheaded by His Royal Highness the golden knight, what else could she doubt?

Marina secretly looked at His Excellency Hydera's serious expression when handling the documents like a little rabbit, and couldn't figure out why her sister harbored so much malice towards His Excellency Hydera.

"Miss Lance."

While Marina was still in a daze, Anser had already put down his pen, looked at her with a gentle smile, and asked repeatedly without any impatience: "What's the matter?"

Knowing that she was impolite, the snow-haired girl blushed blushing, she lowered her head, her voice was still weak, but she was less timid and more shy.

"I...I want to ask you to spare a little time, just a little bit."

Anser leaned back comfortably, and put his fingers on the table together, then moved down normally, and asked with a smile, "Can I take it as a date invitation?"

"Ah! No—no!" Marina's ears burned instantly, and a beautiful blush climbed from her white and delicate neck to her cheeks, "I didn't mean that!"

"That's really a pity." Anser sighed sadly, "It seems that I don't have the qualifications yet."

Poor Ms. Marina didn't know how to react when she was told, she froze in place, making strange syllables "uhhhhh" until Anser couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Don't be too nervous, Miss Marina, it's just a joke."—He changed the title silently, and Miss Marina didn't notice it, but she clenched her hands in embarrassment after she realized it. Clothes hem, bowed his head and said nothing.

Of course, it can only be a joke, how could Your Excellency Hydera think highly of a girl like her—Marlena felt indescribably complicated for the momentary joy that flashed in her heart.

"Hmm... Am I being too frivolous and rude, Miss Marina?" Anser, who was looking at Marina, suddenly asked worriedly.

"...No, no, just, I..."

Marina, who thought she could be sober enough to talk to Anser, was in a mess at the moment.

The good news is that Marina no longer feels any pressure for the request she wants to make; the bad news is that the current pressure makes her want to crouch on the ground with her head in her arms.

"Okay then, please raise your head, Miss Marina."

"..." Marina was not her wayward sister, and raised her head obediently.

Anser looked straight into her eyes, and before Marina started to dodge her eyes, she spoke directly with an extremely pure and sincere tone:

"I apologize for my previous rash remarks, Miss Marina."

Marina immediately waved her hands in a panic: "No...you don't have to..."

No one had ever apologized to her, and the first time she tried to point out the taxman's mistakes, all she got was a brutal slap in the face.After that, Marina learned not to point out any mistakes made by the big shots.

"But it's true that I was careless, I just hope you're not so nervous." Anser smiled and blinked, "Now, Miss Marina just thinks about 'what strange things this person is talking about', and instead thinks to herself Are you less nervous about what you want to say?"

The girl was stunned. She felt that the breath she exhaled became hot. She didn't know whether it was because the room was too warm or because of other reasons.

She couldn't help but tap the ground lightly with her toes, and replied in a voice that became slightly hot and soft: "Yes, thank you, Your Excellency Hydera, I am not so nervous anymore."

"I would like you...to take some time to witness, to witness the talent of that child Sitana, I assure you, she will be outstanding...no, she will definitely be the best hunter and warrior in the Northland!"

Marina's voice was resonant and powerful, and the eyes she met with Anser no longer avoided the slightest bit.

"Well...then why didn't Ms. Sitana come with you, Ms. Marina?"

"..."

Poor Marina, the courage she had finally mustered up all of a sudden blew up.

However, there was no time for embarrassment and embarrassment for the other party, Anser had already said with a smile: "It's okay, tomorrow... After breakfast, take Miss Sitana—"

He paused for a while, as if thinking of something, the smile on his face became wider: "No, just tonight, the maid will notify you then."

The excitement between the ups and downs made Marina's heart stop for two beats. She resisted the joy of jumping up on the spot, and bowed deeply to Anser: "Thank you for your kindness, Your Excellency Hydera!"

"No, you should thank yourself, Marina...his...Miss."

As if that strange voice had never been made before, Anser smiled and said, "You should be grateful for your love for your loved ones, and for your admirable courage."

Marlena, stared at by those sea-blue pupils, was in a daze. No one had ever said such a thing to her. She felt that there was a strange emotion brewing in her heart. The germination of this emotion made her ignore that kind of... There is a strange feeling that something is gradually winding up.

As Anser said, she mustered up her courage again, lifted her skirt and performed a nondescript ladylike salute, then restrained the urge to escape from the study, and trotted away.

After a short while of silence in the study, there was a strange swallowing sound.

"Poor Miss Malina." From nowhere, the seductive and confident female voice sounded like a siren singing.

"Dear Miss Nanaga." Anser lowered his head, and looked at those extremely dark, dull eyes, but with treacherous and fanatical eyes, "Just now is not something a good girl should do."

Around his sea-blue pupils, there seemed to be a deep black border, which twitched from time to time like a living thing.

The polite, peaceful and kind appearance just now seemed to be just an illusory cloud, when the cloud cleared... only the demonic scene from the abyss devoured those who stared at him.

"But I am no longer a good girl, my dear master."

The reborn Miss Yura Nanaga rubbed Anser's thigh with peace of mind and happiness: "Of course, if you need me to be, I will be, but at that moment—"

A provocative and seductive smile appeared on the woman's face, she twisted upwards like a boneless snake, close to the boy's chest, raised her chin and licked his earlobe:

"Do you want me to be a good girl or a bad girl?"

Anser stroked her chin with a smile: "I need you to be a girl who won't be jealous."

Looking at the beauty with a slightly stiff expression, the devil born from the endless darkness became happy, gently wrapped her arms around her waist, and cast magic on her soul.

"Because those who are unnecessary and unqualified cannot walk with me."

Anser gnawed on Yura's graceful snow neck, whispering softly as if injecting venom into her veins:

"But you, Yura, my good girl, you are destined to fall with me to the end of the abyss, aren't you?"

"Ah... ah—!"

The dark-eyed woman who hugged Anser tightly let out a frantic moan that seemed to be mourning:

"Yes... yes, yes! My devil, my... Lord!"