A Villain's Way of Taming Heroines

Chapter 84  The End of Childhood - Two (I)

Once more, it was a dream, a vision of the devil, half his face shrouded in shadows. "Good evening, Seraphina."

Hydral tilted his head slightly, "Missed me in the span of a day, have you?"

Silence.

Seraphina stared expressionlessly at him , sharing her darkness, unwilling to speak.

Since her return to the village, Hydral had been a nightly visitor in her dreams, refusing to grant her peace.

Upon awakening, the memories of the dream were hazy and indistinct, but Seraphina was certain, this was undoubtedly Hydral's doing.

"You are indeed relentless," the young girl sneered, "Does the great Lord Hydral need me so much? Need a little girl who won't grow up?"

"Of course."

Hydral lifted his chin slightly, strangely, even with this movement, his face remained shrouded in shadow.

But this was a dream, nothing in a dream was ever surprising.

"Have I not told you many times, my dear Seraphina. I acknowledge your talent, your power, I see you as an equal."

He leisurely approached Seraphina, his words sincere and genuine, heartfelt, "I bear the mistakes you've made, share my glory with you, provide you with ample resources, and teach you without reservation. Seraphina, why do you still doubt my trust in you, or do you think... you're not worthy of my expectations?"

"Go to hell, you self-righteous bastard!"

Seraphina vented her inner fury, even though she could think calmly to some extent during the day, she always became so irritable, emotional, and uncontrollable in her dreams:

"If you need me... you shouldn't manipulate my life!"

She stepped forward, grabbed Hydral's collar, her knuckles turning white as she lifted the scoundrel, and said word by word, "Stop playing your puppeteer tricks... I don't have time!"

Hydral laughed happily, "As long as you think about me even for a day, I will never leave your dreams."

"Ugh!"

A surge of electric shock made Seraphina grunt, she knelt on the ground, Hydral placed his hand on her head, gently stroking.

"From your perspective, I am indeed a self-righteous fellow, Seraphina."

"I never thought of excusing myself, just as I never lied to you."

He lifted Seraphina's chin, looking into the eyes of the angry and pained wolf.

In Seraphina's eyes, that face shrouded in shadow seemed to become a little clearer.

"Whether you love or hate me, my attitude towards you will never change."

The devil gently embraced the girl, his figure disappeared into the boundless darkness, only his gentle voice echoed in Seraphina's ears.

"——No matter when, I will never give up on you, this is my promise to you."

Kneeling on the ground, Seraphina stared blankly ahead, she didn't even know when her arms had risen, reaching out to embrace the void.

But the Hydral she hated seemed to have never existed, that unrealistic shadow and image seemed to be just her imagination, in this boundless darkness, she was alone.

This was a dream, but it was also the reality she faced.

It seemed that only after leaving all the beauty around her, the growing wolf could break free from the happiness that made her numb, criticize herself in this way, and face her heart.

"No, no, it's not like that."

Seraphina clutched her chest, panting heavily, "This is... Hydral, it's Hydral's trick, don't be fooled, Seraphina, it's all fake, it's all fake..."

Boundless cold began to flow on her body, drilling into her flesh and blood, spreading continuously, this cold made Seraphina's consciousness gradually clear, floating up from the dream like a chaotic black sea, returning to reality. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Before waking up, Seraphina repeatedly warned herself—

Absolutely, absolutely not to become Hydral's puppet again, even if it means death, she can't become his toy again.

Then, with this determination equivalent to a death wish, Seraphina woke up from her dream.

"Hiss..."

Still somewhat drowsy, Seraphina hadn't had time to recall her dream, her body involuntarily shivered, she got up and lifted the thick blanket, saw the fire still burning in the fireplace, but her mother who was covered with the same blanket and her father who was sleeping on another sofa, were nowhere to be found.

"…"

The magic crystal hadn't arrived after a night.

Seraphina silently got up, although her thoughts and feelings in the dream were somewhat vague, she still remembered most of them.

Feeling something, she walked towards the outside of the house, just as her hand touched the doorknob, the door was pushed open.

Seraphina saw the worry on her parents' faces that they couldn't hide.

The honest man and the gentle woman stared blankly at their daughter, they didn't have time to change their expressions, and they knew that their current appearance was seen by their daughter.

"Dad, mom."

Seraphina said calmly, "In the future, will there be no more magic crystals?"

Orin opened his mouth, he didn't know what to say to his daughter for a moment, while Yolanda, after a brief silence, tried to put on a smile, "Don't think too much, Seri. We... we know you did it for Lord Hydral, everyone makes mistakes, right?"

"Mistakes..."

Seraphina chewed on her parents' words, and at this moment, she understood a lot.

Ah, if that's the case, it seems... it's only natural.

Because I made a mistake, damaged Hydral's reputation, those nobles who couldn't wait to give all their property to Hydral, no longer gave me, gave the village preferential treatment, of course, it's reasonable.

Reasonable... ha, reasonable.

Seraphina, tormented by that shadow that controlled everything, didn't think this was any kind of reasonable.

The corner of the wolf's mouth twitched slightly, she lowered her eyes, her inner voice was full of contempt and disdain.

Hydral... no matter how sweet your words are, I won't be deceived by you again.

Cherish? Won't give up? Yes, who would want to give up such a useful tool? A tool that can please you and take the blame for you, you... cherish me so much.

Cherish to the point that you go to such lengths to force me to come back!

"It's alright, dad, mom." Seraphina smiled, a fiery light igniting in her deep crimson eyes. The wolf, covered in scars, found solace in her humble abode. She might have relinquished her wild aspirations, lost her ambition, suppressed her wild nature, but one thing remained... her absolute, pure confidence never wavered. She was Seraphina Marlowe, the prodigious warrior who, despite being tormented by the devilish schemes of Hydral, never fell!

"I can help everyone, trust me." The young girl confidently swung her fist and strode out. "Seri, Seri—wait!" Yolanda, her face filled with worry, tried to dissuade her daughter, but Seraphina had already left with her head held high. Orin, silently watching his daughter's retreating figure, followed without a word. -->