A Villain's Way of Taming Heroines

When Seraphina, with a face of satisfaction, put down the dragon leg bone and let out a small, contented burp, two hours had already passed.

She patted her slightly bulging belly, exhaling with infinite satisfaction.

"That was wonderful... I've never eaten so happily before!"

Ansel wiped the corner of Seraphina's mouth, "Are you satisfied?"

The top-notch chef, the most perfect ingredients, creating the ultimate feast. For Ansel, this was his first time celebrating Seraphina's birthday, the significance was naturally extraordinary, so he strived to do his best.

"Of cour…"

Seraphina's subconscious response suddenly stopped, she touched her lips, looking at Ansel with a somewhat guilty, but also eager anticipation.

"Well, Ansel... if I- I say… although I'm very satisfied with the meal, but there are still many things I want to do..."

The girl's eyes were bright, her tone hopeful yet cautious, like a big dog squatting in front of its owner, wagging its tail for food.

"You won't... think I'm too greedy?" Seraphina asked in a low voice.

Ansel couldn't help but laugh, "I was just asking if you were satisfied with the meal."

The young Hydral, with one hand propping his cheek, said with a smile, "How could my Seraphina think that I only prepared this lunch for her?"

He stood up and reached out to Seraphina, "Next, is the main event I prepared for you."

Seraphina's cheeks instantly turned red, her non-existent tail was spinning wildly, she grabbed Ansel's hand, stood up excitedly, suppressing the urge to cheer, "I knew Ansel must have prepared something! What are we going to do next? Where are we going?"

Although after arriving in the imperial capital, Seraphina spent most of her time with nothing to do, basically killing time with exercise, but as long as she was with Ansel, she was always looking forward to the new day.

And on this special day, she was even more convinced that Ansel would give her an incomparable, unforgettable birthday.

"Saville, is everything ready?" Ansel looked at the butler standing behind the Hydral couple.

Saville bowed slightly, "Everything is arranged, young lord."

Marlina was slightly stunned, she subconsciously looked at Ansel, but quickly realized her overstep and immediately lowered her head.

No one seemed to notice her small emotional fluctuation, which made Marlina breathe a sigh of relief.

But Ravenna, who had been silent, took this small change into account.

Marlina Marlowe, was she just now doubting, in... loss?

Ravenna knew the old man standing behind the Hydral couple, he was the current butler of the Hydral family, one of the very few people who held the Hydral family emblem, although he had been loyal to Flamelle since Flamelle was a child, but he was not Flamelle's pact head, because although he had a ring on his hand, it was not the proof of the pact head.

It was normal for him to come to handle affairs for Ansel, Marlina's reaction... was it because she had been helping Ansel handle affairs before, and now she was at a loss?

It shows that Ansel really values Seraphina's birthday, but...

In the woman's flowing thoughts, a thought flashed.

But what if, behind this birthday, Ansel has other plans?

Using an event to hide the real purpose... or to say, using a real purpose to achieve another real purpose, this is Ansel's usual method, Ravenna couldn't be clearer about this.

The devil who can control people's hearts can always use "seemingly achieved some purpose" to perfectly cover up another purpose he has achieved. Of course, he is sincerely celebrating Seraphina's birthday, but this... does not prevent him from using this as a means to do something else in secret?

"..."

Thinking of this, Ravenna subconsciously clenched her fist under the table, but a few seconds later, her tense body softened again.

She looked at Ansel, her eyes, which should have been cold and rational, were a bit lost.

As always, she found Ansel's true face from the slightest clues.

But at this moment, after experiencing the changes of this period of time, after being tormented by that sentence for so long, what emerged in Ravenna's mind was not how to confront Ansel, but an indescribable emotion that she dared not think about.

"Venna... Venna?"

Ansel's call interrupted Ravenna's tumultuous thoughts. The young Hydral cocked his head, looking at Ravenna: "Come, join us."

"...What?"

Ravenna paused, slightly stunned: "Should I… come as well?"

Although she knew that Ansel was unlikely to let her off easily, Ravenna still instinctively reacted with bewilderment.

For Ansel to forcibly involve her, an unrelated individual, in his affairs was intriguing to onlookers, regardless of his intentions. Moreover, this deliberately affectionate address made it difficult not to speculate about their relationship.

Ravenna glanced at Seraphina and easily read a hint of displeasure on the face of the girl who could not hide her emotions.

Ansel... what exactly does he intend? Is he simply seeking revenge against me, or is there more…?

Unable to find an answer, Ravenna could only respond softly to Ansel, rising from her seat, bowing to the Hydral couple, and following behind Ansel and Seraphina.

"Ansel, Ansel, what are we actually going to do?"

Seraphina, clinging to Ansel's arm, chattered incessantly: "Why not invite Marli as well?"

"Marlina is dealing with matters for you."

"Dealing with..."

The girl's expression froze, then drastically changed, resembling a puppy scolded by its master without understanding its fault.

"But, but I haven't caused any trouble, why would Marlina need to handle—"

"It's those gifts from the nobles, the extraordinary beings, piled up like a mountain."

Ansel said with a smile, ruffling her hair: "From the standpoint of a pact head and a Hydral servant, neither you nor she need to pay special attention to those people. But Marlina is a delicate and sensitive person; she's well aware that many among them will cast their gaze towards the village in the Red Frost territory, seeking to contact your family and friends.

This could complicate matters, even making it difficult for you... Therefore, these people need to be handled properly, and she does not wish for such trivialities to trouble you or me, understand?"

Seraphina nodded, half-comprehending: "I see... Marli is really working hard."

She said somewhat sheepishly: "Compared to Marli, it seems I've never really been of any help to you, Ansel."

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