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Chapter 79  Dreams · Taming · Preparations - I

"I think you must have missed it." Hydral\'s tone was like an opera singer, very exaggerated: "How does it feel to put it back on?" "Pah!" In the dark cage, Seraphina spat at him without hesitation, and said with hatred, "One day, I will put this thing on your head and blow your head up again!" "Your feelings for me have hit rock bottom, dear Seraphina." Hydral sighed, "You used to say you\'d shock me back even harder." "Ha! Do you still expect me to follow you like a dog, calling for Ansel, after you\'ve said those goddamn things?" The young girl stared hard at the devil in front of her, half his face shrouded in shadow, angry and sad. Even she herself couldn\'t tell whether there was a hint of sorrowful fantasy in her words. Just as Ansel said, under his candid words, the so-called good and evil didn\'t matter at all. Seraphina would never accept... never accept her life being toyed with like a plaything. This was the root of her unforgivable hatred for Ansel, and it had nothing to do with anything else. The wolf\'s words made Hydral laugh. He tilted his head slightly, and his smile in the shadows seemed a bit exaggerated: "I know, so I never intended to persuade you with words — " He raised his finger and gently pointed at his neck. Seraphina shivered subconsciously, curled up, her muscles tensed, waiting for the familiar convulsion to come. But... nothing happened. Only Hydral\'s hearty laughter echoed in the dream. "Hahahaha, Seraphina, aren\'t you already very used to that feeling? I\'ve heard that some people get a strange pleasure from electric shocks, don\'t you —" "Shut up!" Seraphina shouted in embarrassment — she didn\'t know why she could still feel so-called "embarrassment" in the face of this guy. Logically, the hatred surging in her heart should have swallowed her up long ago, grinding her reason to dust. But Hydral just smiled gently: "You see, you still show that annoying expression that makes my heart beat, just like before. Dear Seraphina, you don\'t hate me as much as you think, do you?" Even though it was her own dream, Seraphina could only watch as Ansel arbitrarily controlled everything. His always effortless expression finally ignited a real rage in Seraphina\'s heart. The loneliness and frustration she had swallowed in the past few days all burst out at this moment, making her roar with great sadness and hatred: "Don\'t talk as if you know me so well! You\'re just a beast who treats me like a toy! A liar full of lies! I don\'t hate you that much... haha, you can even say that!" "Hydral..." The wolf, covered in scars, roared with hatred, like sucking her own blood, "The sadness and pity of being fooled, controlled, and manipulated by others, how can you, a high and mighty person, understand!" [How can you escape from my control with everything you\'ve experienced?]

The infinite despair that this short sentence brought her, in Seraphina\'s eyes, Ansel absolutely could not understand. Without a doubt, that guy took this as part of taming her, and even shamelessly said "I will never give up on you"... After experiencing so much and hearing his "sincere words", did he really think she would take his words seriously? Give up? Care? Even Seraphina would throw away her own toys, how could the guy who manipulated her life at will care about a puppet? Every time she thought about the ups and downs she had experienced, all the feelings she had moved, were just part of the script carefully designed by the other party; her every move, her thoughts, would make the him laugh in a corner she couldn\'t see, even for that self-righteous "growth"… the raging flames in Seraphina\'s heart could not be extinguished. And at this moment, the Hydral in front of Seraphina, shrouded in shadows, fell silent. "What, can\'t you speak?" The wolf mocked without hesitation: "So you know how damn what you\'re doing is, huh? Then why don\'t you just die? Maybe in a year or two, I might feel a little guilty about you." "If I really die, won\'t you regret it?" For some reason, Hydral seemed a bit offbeat, the silent him suddenly tilted his head: "I thought you would worry about whether I was really dead not long after you left Red Frost territory." "Or..." he laughed again, "You knew I wouldn\'t die so easily, so you dared to hit me so hard, didn\'t you?" "Nonsense! I don\'t care what happens to you, I just wanted you to die in the most miserable way at that time!" "Hmm... I see." Hydral said so, and then his head exploded.

Bones, flesh, and brain matter splattered across Seraphina\'s face. Thud—

The decapitated corpse collapsed onto the ground. "In truth, I am indeed dead, Seraphina," a voice echoed in the dream, filled with a hint of relief and regret, reverberating in the ears of a stunned Seraphina. "What appears in your dream is merely the last vestige of my soul."

The gentle voice carried a trace of regret, "I wanted to see how you truly perceive me... It seems I was too presumptuous."

"However, this is good too. Since you genuinely feel this way, my death has some value."

"...Heh, hehe... Hahaha..."

The wolf\'s face twitched, revealing a hideous smile tinged with a hint of fear, "Do you find it amusing to deceive me? Do you think I will scramble around like a clown, thrown into disarray by your seemingly sincere lies?"

"Lies... Lies..."

Hydral sighed, "When have I ever lied to you? You know very well, Seraphina."

"..."

A long silence ensued between them.

"You..." After the silence, Seraphina\'s tone finally changed noticeably, her hand wiping the blood from her face trembled slightly, "How could you... You are Hydral, how could you be killed by me!"

"Isn\'t that a simple truth?"

Hydral chuckled,

"Because I never guarded against you, Seraphina."

"I never thought my life would end in such an absurd way, truly... interesting."

He spoke with ease, "You are the first to catch me off guard. In a way, this is within my expectations... You are indeed the most perfect, Seraphina. It\'s a pity I can\'t see it."

Hydral let out a lazy and relieved sigh, his voice gradually fading,

"Even if you hate me, don\'t come looking for me too soon, Seraphina."

"I won\'t welcome you."

Then, everything disappeared.

Whether it was the corpse or the voice, the sticky sensation on her face, all seemed like illusions.

In this desolate and dark dream, only Seraphina was left, kneeling on the ground in a daze.

She tried to pull up the corners of her mouth, her face twitching,

"Ha, haha, do you want to play me for a fool with this trick?"

"What no guard... Do you think I would believe such a lie!"

"Do you think... Do you think that if I kill you once, I will forgive you!"

"Answer me, Hydral! Come out! Speak!"

Seraphina\'s voice gradually went off-key, distorted, and then... near collapse.

"Bastard! Beast! Get out! You won! Now you can jump out and tell me you\'ve successfully played me again, come out and mock me!"

The wolf\'s pupils trembled violently, the fragility under that rage and hatred surfaced, just like on the way home, she had countless times remembered that man\'s smile and words, and countless times forced herself to forget.

When everyone the young wolf cherished was not yet dead, the Sky Wolf Emperor was not yet born, that domineering world-devouring power was still in gestation, Seraphina was still Seraphina, always Seraphina, the girl whose love and hatred were always as fiery and surging as fire.

Hatred could not erase her attachment, love could not offset her rage... making her seem both incredibly strong and incredibly weak.

"Found out so soon?"

At the moment when Seraphina was about to despair and shed tears, a familiar chuckle sounded behind her ear.

"But, doesn\'t this prove everything?"

"Seraphina, believe me, you always care about me."

"And I feel the same."

This time, the capricious rage reached its peak in an instant, obliterating the fragility in her heart in the midst of confusion and astonishment, Seraphina roared the bastard\'s name in extreme fury, and then—

Bang!

The girl who got up too violently directly collapsed the bed.

Seraphina looked around in a daze, looking at the unfamiliar environment, familiar objects, her consciousness gradually returning from the dream to reality. Nôv(el)B\\\\jnn

A dream... Was it a dream?

No, no!

In an instant, the wolf, who knew all too well how despicable, shameless, cunning, and evil that guy was, trembled all over, squeezing words out from between her teeth:

"Hydral..."

"I will... I will make you... kneel before me and apologize!"

"A hundred thousand times!"

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