A Villain's Way of Taming Heroines

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[Day Twelve.]

The mass production issue of the floating cannon was resolved. The outside me suspected that the previous inability to mass-produce was due to Ansel's interference... I also thought so, believing that Ansel wanted to further my downfall.

But it was too coincidental. I came to the Alchemy Association because of the resolution of the mass production issue, encountered Evora, and was ultimately incinerated... the whole process was too coincidental.

As an observer, I can see that this was Ansel's framing. Continue your journey on empire

But that me couldn't, because she was blinded by the non-existent person... she believed that Ansel wanted to use the Etheric Academy to create mechanical armor, and that the non-existent person intervened to solve the mass production issue of the floating cannon to counter the mechanical armor.

Seeing the construction workshop of the mechanical armor at the Etheric Academy further validated this idea, making her believe even more in the existence of such a person.

Truly... a chilling design. In three years, Ansel has grown this ruthless.

If I were not an observer, the current me would also be unable to escape.

The final result, the outside me suffered Evora's incineration, the soul was damaged again, further solving the memory problem...

Ansel, are you really that interested in the puppet's body? Do you have to manipulate my emotions… in this way?

Although it is indeed effective, it is not likable. You really have no trace of that child left.

… You lewd and wicked thing.

[Day Twenty-Seven.]

War... a war game? Ansel, what exactly are you planning?

If I had changed you earlier, would you not have become so cruel? The lives of the people in the two territories are merely tools to tame the other me outside, and this is just part of the process...

Indeed, I was right. If I had sided with Ansel back then, losing the chance I have now, the possibility of seeking the truth, I would be unable to stop Ansel from continuing his descent into deeper cruelty and coldness.

It feels as if, without Ansel, I too am gradually slipping into that abyss of rational indifference and mechanical coldness.

He will destroy himself; I must stop him.

This game... I hope Ansel still retains even a shred of goodness, and does not bring disaster upon the civilians.

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Nidhoggur... this thing, this thing...

To create the possibility of creating all things by establishing a fundamental unit... this is imitating Lord Flamelle's Creator sovereignty, even incorporating some concepts of the universal etheric furnace. Ansel is indeed a genius beyond his time! The alchemical swarm, Nidhoggur... its potential is limitless!

This might, perhaps, be the final piece of the third-stage mechanical armor!

Merely destroying alchemical creations? No, it has the ability to replace all alchemical creations. The other me outside has not yet realized its true value... she is blinded by this war that will destroy the Tower of Babel... she is completely dominated and suppressed by Ansel.

Here, I have no resources to experiment with and create Nidhoggur; I can only wait for the me outside to wake up and recognize Nidhoggur's potential.

Will it become... the power I need most?

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[Day Forty-One.]

The outside me has gone mad.

Evora gave the Tower of Babel a chance... no, it should be under Ansel's instruction that the Tower of Babel was given a chance, but she refused. She chose to continue the war, simply because she did not want to see the Tower of Babel disband.

Is this the choice I would make?

If I... if I had never met Ansel, if I had just buried myself in research, from the time my grandfather died until now, always closed off, would I have become like her?

... I would.

I know very well that I would become like that, because three years ago, I already had this tendency, though it was far from reaching the current extent.

If not for Ansel, I would certainly have become this kind of... monster.

And Ansel must know that the outside me would make this choice, which is why he deliberately set this condition.

In his eyes, I am such a cold and rational monster.

Does Ansel now... think of saving me? Or does he still want to make me his possession?

No, do not expect Ansel's salvation, Ravenna.

He has been struggling in pain for sixteen years, and no one has ever reached out to him during these sixteen years. It is already extremely difficult for him to maintain that fragile sanity; what right do you have to expect him to save you?

It is you who should save him.

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[Day Forty-Six.]

This war must have been under Ansel's control from the very beginning. Fortunately, no innocent civilians were harmed.

In fact, from the results, it seems that the Spirity Lake territory has greatly benefited, and the Watson territory as well?

You truly are, at your core, the Ansel I know.

You have never committed atrocities out of pure malice and cruelty... This is a relief, a great relief, and it means I still have a chance to change everything.

However, the Tower of Babel has now fallen into Ansel's hands, which appears to have been his goal all along.

Although I have no idea how he managed it, the outcome clearly points to Ansel's handiwork.

Has he grown to such an extent? Even the Empress is involved in this matter. If he hadn't prearranged with the Empress to take the Tower of Babel, it means he considered the Empress a calculable target and succeeded.

In just three years, he has become so dangerous. What will he become in a few more years?

Although from the outside me perspective, the Tower of Babel falling into Ansel's hands is terrible news, in reality, there was no better option. The Tower of Babel has once again become solid and towering… and the outside me have further fallen into Ansel's trap.

He openly declared his subsequent plans to me, intending to turn me into a completely inhumane monster—a perfectly transparent scheme.

From now on, no matter what I do, I will be mired in doubt, becoming increasingly hesitant and unable to move forward… Well done, Ansel.

She indeed needs a good lesson from you, Ansel.

But... you—

Did you have to use such methods? Was there no other way? Binding me, using that drug, and holding your pact head in front of me while...

You truly are...

I will retaliate after I solve your problem.

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