A Villain's Way of Taming Heroines

Ansel squatted down, propped his cheek with one hand, and slightly pulled Ravenna's eyelid, "Hmm... good, consciousness is still there, after all, it's an idealist who can't be killed, how could it be defeated by mere sensuality? You are still the Venna I know, very good."

"Don't worry, I won't do anything excessive next."

He chuckled, helped Ravenna up from the ground, and every time Ansel's palm stroked that soft metal, the puppet's body would tremble.

Ansel picked up this puppet body, which was not Ravenna's original body. It was much heavier than a normal body, had no temperature, but still had normal softness. He looked at Ravenna in his arms, chuckled, and gently and considerately laid her flat on the sofa.

"Ah... that's better."

Then, Ansel really didn't move her anymore, and walked straight out of the bedroom.

"Ha...ha..."

Ravenna, gradually regaining her composure, gasped for breath. Recalling the sensations she had just experienced, she still shivered. She wanted to shut off all perceptions of the puppet, but her consciousness suddenly froze.

She realized... she had become exactly as Ansel had described.

Because the first thing Ravenna thought of when she tried to shut off her perception was — would Ansel be dissatisfied with this? If he was, what would happen to the Tower of Babel and her future?

"..."

Her "rationality" made a choice once again.

But without shutting off her senses, Ravenna, lying on the sofa, could still feel the constant shocks brought to her soul by this puppet body. Even with the wind blowing from the open balcony, she would shiver slightly.

"Hydral...Hydral..."

Ravenna twitched slightly, murmuring that name in a weak and chaotic manner.

Ansel had openly stated his plan to cultivate her into a monster that completely annihilates humanity and everything else.

And his method... seemed absurd and vulgar, but was actually very effective.

— Directly putting Ravenna herself on the scale of choosing ideals, if she could sacrifice her dignity, body, and everything else for her ideals... then what couldn't she sacrifice?

Human, or monster.

The devil no longer sets traps, he just smiles and presents two paths that will lead Ravenna into despair, right in front of her eyes.

In the bedroom echoing with deep breaths, the puppet manipulated by Hydral needs to make a decision about her future.

After an unknown amount of time, so long that the carpet under Ravenna's feet had turned dark, the bedroom door was suddenly opened.

"Ah, Ansel, you, why do you suddenly want to... it's broad daylight..."

"Seraphina, are you unwilling? Then I'll go find Mar—"

"Who said I'm unwilling! I just... ah!"

Seraphina, her face flushed, grabbed Ansel's wrist. Seeing Ravenna hanging by the sofa, she screamed in surprise: "What's going on with this guy?!"

Ansel, wrapping his arms around Seraphina's waist from behind, chuckled, "Isn't this the scene you've been looking forward to?"

"I'm looking forward to—yip!"

Seraphina instantly realized what was going on, her face turned even redder: "Ansel, you, you really are—"

"You said you wanted to supervise me properly." Ansel said innocently, "And now, I've given you a chance to help me."

"Help- help you?"

The wicked Hydral chuckled, whispering in Seraphina's ear.

The girl was first stunned, then trembled, then went crazy, and finally screamed in extreme embarrassment: "I don't want to! She's not Marli! No, no... absolutely not!"

"Hmm?" Ansel raised an eyebrow, grabbing the collar around Miss Wolf's neck, "I'm not discussing with you, Seraphina."

A slightly excessive amount of electricity surged through Seraphina's body in an instant. For Seraphina now, this was not pain, but a… signal.

Even though she had become taller and more muscular, she actually preferred to be pulled by the collar by Ansel, releasing electricity.

Seraphina, limp in Ansel's arms, let out a weak, ambiguous sigh: "Bad... you so bad..."

Ansel gently kissed Seraphina's cheek: "Let me put the blindfold on for you, okay?"

"..."

"Agreed?" Hydral rubbed Seraphina's head hard, exhaled satisfactorily in her ear, and said, "Good, Seraphina is my good girl, remember to say those words to Ravenna, okay?"

"Uh..."

Ravenna heard the sound of clothes rubbing and falling, the low moan of the girl, and the approaching footsteps.

"Ravenna." The devil's voice rang in her ear.

"I don't think I told you to close your eyes. Open them and look at me."

"..."

She had no choice but to make a choice.

So, she saw—

"Hu...ha...Ravenna...this position now...is mine."

"Ansel-Ansel...is so amazing, hehe...you just, just watch."

"After all, Ansel...doesn't want you anymore, hehe, even if he needs to someone,ah… it...it's not your turn."

Ravenna, who was constantly being wrapped and tightened by the whip, could only watch, listen, and feel in this way.

But she could never be complete.

This dual shock of senses and spirit made her feel dizzy, chaotic, and almost mad.

That constantly erasing the burning emotions in her heart, but unable to prevent it from burning again, torturing herself in this back and forth, if it were anyone else... they would have collapsed long ago.

But Ravenna is still under this storm-like impact, holding on to the belief in her heart that has not wavered at all, it's just...

Just, those mixed and chaotic memories, are torturing her will and soul uncontrollably.

["It's a sign, a harbinger that you'll eventually cast off even more…"]

["Never mind, when that time comes, I'll be there to save you once out of sheer benevolence…"]

Hydral, Ansel...

How many lies have you told me?

In this long, happy, painful torment, Ansel's question still lingers in Ravenna's mind.

Is it to choose to turn back now, pick up humanity again—

Or to obey all the devil's commands, follow all the devil's will, walk with him again, to become that... monster that sees ideals as everything?

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Okay, time to examine back this chapter. It seems I've got a bit... too excessive? Not sure if everybody can take it xD

The ranking is on fire this month! Well, I won't refuse your tickets or ps or gifts =v= but it's fine, let's keep the story going which is the most important thing.