A Villain's Way of Taming Heroines

"Hmm?"

Shifting her gaze from the flying creatures and sorcerers outside the window, Seraphina tilted her head, "Is that so? I've never learned how to manipulate ether."

"…That means you have an incredibly astonishing talent in this field, a true genius."

Mr. Conrad answered fluently.

"Do I have talent in ether too..."

Seraphina's eyes brightened, and she grabbed Ansel's arm, gently shaking it, looking forward to it, "Ansel, can I be a sorcerer too? I think sorcerers who can cast fire and lightning are so cool! Can I learn spells?"

"Of course." Ansel held back his laughter, "When we get back, I'll find some books for you from my mother's collection."

Conrad interjected at the right moment, "If Mr. Ansel and Miss Marlowe need it, we can also provide any books."

Ravenna, at the forefront, stopped in her tracks.

She turned to look at the trio behind her, the icy coldness in her eyes lowering the surrounding temperature.

Having lost the first match and unable to control her emotions, she appeared utterly ridiculous, like a clown.

"What's wrong, Ravenna?"

In the suddenly chilling atmosphere, only Ansel's smile remained unchanged, "Did you suddenly have a whim to challenge Mr. Conrad right now?"

"Miss Ziegler." It seemed that Conrad had already confirmed that Ansel was on their side, and he also smiled and said, "I know you're eager to win, but I'm sorry, my main responsibility today is to introduce the current Etheric Academy to Mr. Ansel and Miss Marlowe. If you insist on finding someone to compete with... I can arrange for an instructor to be your opponent."

Initially worried about Ravenna causing a scene, Conrad had already begun to disregard her, focusing his attention on Ansel, while Ansel and Seraphina had never really cared about her.

This made Ravenna, who aimed to "humiliate the Etheric Academy," appear like an outsider, becoming the one whose face was swept away.

Starting with Seraphina's unreasonable punch, the strong hostility she displayed had become a joke.

But under these circumstances, when she seemed to have become a trapped beast, unable to resist, and turned into a laughingstock, Miss Ravenna suddenly uttered these words:

"The true significance of elements lies in their universality."

The contrast caught Conrad off guard, and she seized the opportunity to speak, "As the foundation of matter, elements can be combined with various abstract essences, such as the fire of life, the fire of deathly silence, the fire of chaos, and the fire of the soul...

Elements can accommodate multiple intangible essences, and although they are ultimately not as powerful as directly manipulating the most fundamental essences, they excel in convenience and efficiency, which is why most spells are presented in the form of elemental spells."

With clear words, coherent logic, and fluent speech, Ravenna quickly finished the outline of the elemental aspect, leaving Conrad speechless.

That beast, is under the control of Hydral.

Just a moment ago, a thought flashed across Ravenna's mind — her consciousness instantly dispersed, completely dissecting the contest that had just taken place, and then immediately perceived the malice within.

She and Conrad were almost equal in their mastery of the Sorcerer's Hand. At the beginning, Conrad was unprepared and somewhat underestimated Seraphina, but she took it seriously from the start. The problem... would not be her.

The reason Seraphina chose to only shatter her spell was because she harbored disgust towards herself, and this disgust...

It was part of Hydral's scheme.

He was using this method to interfere with my emotions, manipulate my thoughts, and try to make me waver with his so-called "strength", fall into helplessness in fear, and finally beg him for mercy, wasn't he?

Ravenna murmured in her heart, the chill she had just emitted was not due to the emotional fluctuations of being in a predicament, but all because of this.

You failed once three years ago, Hydral, do you still want to repeat the same trick, or are you underestimating people too much?

I can be your collaborator, but you... have no right to be my master.

Conrad, who had come back to his senses, changed his expression slightly and said in a deep voice, "Miss Ziegler, what do you mean by this?"

"What do I mean?"

Ravenna sneered, her gaze shifted to… Seraphina, standing next to Ansel.

"I can speak more clearly than you, and I don't add any meaningless words, that's all."

After perfectly controlling her emotions, Ravenna almost immediately found the breakthrough.

One thing was clear, Hydral didn't need any so-called explanation at all— Not to mention these basics, even the problems that those old bugs couldn't solve, might not be anything in his eyes.

Then why did Hydral agree to the invitation of the Etheric Academy to come here for a visit?

At first, Ravenna thought that Ansel had completely sided with those vulgar people, but at this moment, Ravenna, who seemed to have become a clown but had gradually calmed down, understood one thing.

That is, Hydral, who had completely changed... he didn't care about the Etheric Academy at all.

He only cared about that retarded beast, he only cared about his pact head.

This visit was entirely for the intellectually challenged Seraphina to broaden her horizons and have a deeper understanding of the entire extraordinary world.

And the Etheric Academy? The Etheric Academy must have known, but they didn't care, those old bugs who indulged in the glory of the past, but still regarded it as a standard, regarded it as eternal, only needed Hydral's influence.

As long as Hydral agreed to their invitation, they could use this to exert their influence and gain the upper hand in the struggle with the Tower of Babel during this period.

As for Hydral only agreeing for the sake of the pact head? So what, if they had a real reverence and desire for the truth, how could Ravenna despise the Etheric Academy so much?

In that case... there's one more way to make the Etheric Academy lose face.

"Your voice is not the only one that can be heard here, Conrad," Ravenna said, her face expressionless as she adjusted her glasses and glanced at Conrad before turning to continue her step forward.

Ansel chuckled lightly, remarking, "Ravenna remains as candid as ever."

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