A Villain's Way of Taming Heroines

"Even when confronted with such adversities," Ansel gazed into Helen's dim, lightless eyes, "would you not falter?"

"Never, Father," Helen's response came without hesitation, as steadfast as Ravenna's allegiance had always been.

"Be it the Empress or fate itself," she extended her hand, wrapping it around Ansel's neck, pressing closely against his shoulder.

"Trust in me, Father, I shall not allow you to be harmed or sacrificed again."

Helen, with her delicate gaze lowered, seemed to have made a resolute decision.

"Even if it means expending everything I have."

Ansel merely smiled, not in derision of Helen's naivety but finding… a semblance of solace in her words.

Helen, who had never experienced the formidable power of fate, could naively declare the avoidance of sacrifice, much like Seraphina believed she could easily overcome her beastly nature.

However, it mattered not. Whether it be Helen or Seraphina, their resolution to stand by his side against insurmountable odds and despair was sufficient.

In the harshest of truths—

Should Helen truly sacrifice everything for Ansel due to some event, he would remain unwavering.

She was born from the soul of a betrayer, her existence purely for utilitarian purposes.

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Helen was neither Ravenna nor Seraphina, and certainly not… his mother.

Moreover, when the critical moment arrives, when Flamelle completes his ultimate creation with all the materials gathered over the years, there would be nothing left in the world that necessitates Helen's complete self-sacrifice.

And even if there were, Ansel would ensure her salvation.

"Our journey is far from over, Helen."

Ansel took Helen's hand, placing it upon his chest, softly speaking, "Now that you are aware of who my true adversary is, there's no need to rush for immediate success. From this moment on, be my strength."

This was Ansel's second formal invitation for Helen to become his pact head, to forge a covenant, yet for some reason, she, who had yearned for that ring since three years ago, remained silent, offering no response.

"...Wait, not yet, Father."

Helen and Ansel exchanged glances. "I have something of utmost importance to present to you."

Ansel raised an eyebrow slightly. "During this period?"

"Yes, thanks to your blessing, I have found the way forward."

The voice of the petite woman was calm yet resolute: "I hope it will be the power to help you... alter your destiny."

"That won't be easy," Ansel chuckled. "Are you planning to choose the pact head in a year or two?"

"No, it won't take that long."

Helen grasped Ansel's hand, her eyes devoid of any concealment or wavering: "It will be soon... very soon, please believe me."

"Is that so..."

Ansel nodded in understanding. "Can it be completed within thirty days?"

"That will be sufficient, Father."

Helen agreed to this ambiguous deadline: "Meanwhile, I hope you will allow me to meet with Mr. Flamelle."

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She looked down at her palm, speaking in a tone of indifference and even disdain:

"I and she, we must come to a thorough conclusion."

Ansel, perceiving something deeper, pondered and asked: "At the same time… you also need the knowledge that Ravenna has accumulated over these three years, don't you?"

"Yes, Father."

"That means you need to see my father immediately... He might be at a critical moment right now and might not—"

For some reason, Ansel's words faltered slightly; he was quite aware of what his father was currently doing, having revisited that memory far too many times.

"Now, it's probably not yet time for the actual refining part."

Ansel stood up, looking up at the ceiling and said softly, "Well then, I'll take you to see father, Helen."

Perhaps to assist Helen in achieving her thorough conclusion.

Or perhaps just to see his father once more.

Before the final curtain falls on this… prolonged drama.

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Okay, here's now my regular rambling time, I couldn't post this chapter on WebNovel because it's less than 1000 words lol:

I have finished writing the most painful memories of Ansel's life, concluding this part.

Initially, I had planned to write more, feeling that I could make it better with more intense emotions. However, if it becomes too long, it might veer off track, and the emotional fluctuations might become excessive... So, I think, um, this will do! I feel a bit regretful, but I consider it a satisfactory section.

I'm not afraid of you guys making fun of me — while writing, my own emotions got a bit out of control because I thought of my parents, my childhood... How should I put it? Although it's not a perfect childhood like in fairy tales, I finally understand the greatness and depth of a mother's love, a father's love, and their value in life.

When I was younger, I used to be really annoyed with how my mom would constantly control everything in my life. She would dictate what I ate, who I befriended, what time I had to come home... We would argue non-stop, and I would often run away from home, feeling that she didn't deserve my forgiveness. But now, as I create the character of Annelisa, I can't help but imagine my mom's voice in my head.

Or perhaps, this is how all mothers who love their children sound like. Maybe their way of loving us isn't perfect, but we're also their first experience at being children, and they're experiencing motherhood for the first time...

Alright, enough of these sentimental thoughts. Everyone, care more about their parents and loved ones xDD

In addition, regarding the recent chapters, they are actually laying the groundwork for an "amazing" ending! You don't have to worry about the ending being too painful xD after all, Ansel has had a great time slaying his way through! Hahahahahaha

Trust me, by the end of this volume, everyone will have a satisfying conclusion. Rest assured, rest assured, I, Power, never deceive people. Heh heh he...

I'm looking forward to your comments! Thank you very much! I will continue to work hard and update! Yeah!