A Villain's Way of Taming Heroines

"You see, you know it very well in your heart," the youthful Hydral said softly, "Extraordinary beings like you, like your grandfather, are always a minority within a minority."

"In the eyes of most extraordinary beings, ordinary people are... not on the same level as them. The gap between the two is like that between humans and uncivilized animals. The stronger the extraordinary beings, the greater this gap, equivalent to... humans and ants."

"Why? Because the power has alienated their personalities? This is just one of the reasons, one of the most superficial reasons."

"The root cause is that this world is distorted, Venna."

Ansel lowered his eyes slightly, "The extraordinary makes the soul chase and crave for further progress, making extraordinary beings eternally pursue the possibility of life's ascension, but the nature of the abyss makes all extraordinary beings unable to realize this desire, stepping into madness in repeated torment."

"The Heavenly Road was born in response, but it is an imperfect path. After the [Throne], no one has found the door to the highest, and for nearly a thousand years, countless extraordinary beings have wandered here, unwilling to perish, no one has succeeded, and under such circumstances..."

The youthful Hydral, with a mocking smile:

"Under such circumstances, there are monsters born as gods, eternally superior to them—Venna, extraordinary beings regard ordinary people as ants, but before that..."

The emotion revealed in those sea-blue eyes, Ravenna couldn't understand, but she was sure that it was definitely not contempt, but... something even more unspeakable.

"Before that, they were even less noteworthy in our eyes. Because the pure weakness of ordinary people will make them infinitely in awe, infinitely dependent, infinitely adoring us, and these self-proclaimed masters of power will never have such purity."

"...Tools to please the gods."

Ravenna murmured in a low voice, her tone somewhat complex. Ansel had openly discussed this topic with her before, and Ravenna did not harbor any hostility towards him because of it. She knew very well that if Ansel were like the empress, viewing ordinary people as beings to please her existence, he would never have worked with her for such a long time.

"Yes, and ordinary people can accept, or rather... they don't even know they exist for this reason, but extraordinary beings can't accept this reality."

"The anxiety and madness of not being able to go further, the resentment and unwillingness to be dominated by the divine beings... The combination of the two has formed... hehe, a top-down vicious curse among the extraordinary beings—"

Ansel shook his head and laughed, the irony in his laughter was so vivid, but it was more than just irony. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

"The higher stages dominate the lower ones, just as the empress dominates them; since they can't resist, they oppress, dominate, and manipulate all beings inferior to themselves like the empress. This is passed down from one level to another, and no one can escape this cycle. And all the malice, resentment, and unwillingness of the extraordinary beings...

will be imposed on ordinary people, and then, like the empress, they will please themselves by manipulating the lives of ordinary people."

"This is the current Empire."

"It's not just the changes brought about by power, Venna... but the extraordinary itself, the malice and distortion of the whole world."

"In this situation," Ansel sighed, "If ordinary people have the ability to touch the extraordinary unconditionally, if the extraordinary beings, even their last 'superiority' and 'advantage' are to be shattered, what do you think... will happen?"

"...Collapse."

Ravenna murmured, "Extraordinary beings will choose to destroy everything."

"Right, who would want to see the pigs they raise stand up, speak human language, and no longer be as humble and respectful as before?"

As Ansel said this, he also envisioned such a scene.

Extraordinary beings will oppress and dominate ordinary people more fiercely to ensure their superiority. That world will not get better, but will step by step towards collapse in the stacked contradictions.

"If it's irreversible, the emperor at the time might choose to... 'restart' the Empire."

The boy shrugged, "After all, all he or she needs is praise and adoration, not watching bigger ants and smaller ants biting each other. If he or she finds it boring, he will choose to start all over again."

"...No."

This ethereal, spine-chilling utterance did not plunge Ravenna into despair.

Instead, she stared intently into Ansel's eyes, her magnificent violet irises shining brightly:

"What if... what if it were you, Ansel?"

"What?"

"I mean, what if you were the one controlling the empire?" With a remarkably composed tone, the woman voiced this audacious proposition, "If it were you... you would never choose to tear everything down. You would find a solution, elevating the entire empire rather than letting it remain shackled in this absurd, morbid stagnation."

Ansel was taken aback for a moment, then burst into hearty laughter: "You really dare to speak your mind, Venna. If our empress were to find out, you'd be roasted to a crisp."

"But that's just the kind of person you are, different from them, from all the divine beings."

Ravenna did not hide her thoughts:

"You're an outstanding individual, aren't you?"

The youthful Hydral swung his legs, his face filled with a carefree joy: "Go on, I love to hear it."

"So... do you have a solution?"

"The journey is long, and I'm still thinking. In fact, while pondering these matters, I've come up with an additional creation, a... remarkable thing that can serve as a... foundation, or perhaps a probe into the current situation."

"...What?"

"A net."

"..."

Seeing Ravenna furrow her brows in thought, yet utterly unable to imagine what he meant, Ansel raised his eyebrows in amusement: "Can't think of anything at all?"

"Even if I could follow your train of thought," Ravenna shook her head, "I still wouldn't understand how a 'net' could be of any use."

"Suppose there's a spell that can be used to collect and search countless complex pieces of knowledge and information. What do you think it could be used for?"

The scholar pondered for a moment, then frowned: "What use could a portable library have?"

"Alright, what if we expand what it can record? Let it perform calculations, make deductions, add more complex functions like autonomous recording, scanning, analyzing... even the spell itself could be inputted. What then?"

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