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A Villain's Way of Taming Heroines

Warning: 1. MC is a mad hound. 2. The story is R-17.99 as the title suggests. —————— Ansel of Hydral, the Empire's most notorious villain, devours a peculiar being known as a "Traveller". In doing so, he glimpses a future of despair, a foreordained future featuring a war-god who can shatter armies, a saint bearing great sins, a mage discerning the truth, and a heroine of unassailable morality... These formidable "she" would destroy his family, his empire, everything he holds dear. Upon truly recognizing the cruelty and weight of fate, Ansel has an epiphany. "If the Empire requires reform, then there is no need for a so-called protagonist. Armed with this knowledge, I can effect change far more efficiently." "And as for you, the world's chosen ones..." "If destiny dictates that you cannot be obliterated, then I have no option but to make you fall... fall with me to the very end of the abyss." In essence, this is a tale of a villain rebelling against fate, taming the chosen daughters of heaven, all while orchestrating a transformative revolution in the world. ————— Harem No yuri

POWER_ · Fantasie
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767 Chs

Ansel's Gift - Two (I)

Seraphina's birthday celebration was by no means a lavish affair. 

She had a fondness for lively gatherings, yet she was not one to insist on pomp and circumstance. Indeed, as Ansel had mentioned, Seraphina had few friends in the imperial city. 

Presently, the attendees included only Ansel, Seraphina, Marlina, the Hydral couple, and Lawrence and Toradon, who joined for the merriment. 

The venue was set on the open lawn of the Hydral manor, where servants had transported an array of cooking equipment for on-site preparation, creating a bustling scene that scarcely resembled the "banquets" of the era. 

However, Seraphina was delighted, and it was precisely because of her preferences that Ansel had chosen to do so.

The young Hydral stood by the bar, personally crafting beverages for the gathering, while Flamelle stood beside his son, observing the various hues within the exquisite bottles, his eyebrows slightly raised.