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Ansel\'s words made Hendrik breathe a sigh of relief, and he subconsciously recalled the young Hydral, who had had some contact with Ravenna for a while.

This thought led him to glance at the young girl beside Ansel.

Among the high-stage extraordinary beings, the widely known Seraphina Marlowe, a peerless genius capable of bearing the power of two pact heads, would become the most powerful warrior under Ansel in a few years.

However, what Hendrik pondered was not this, but Seraphina\'s village, which was rumored to be so affluent that even the dogs ate better than humans, a testament to Hydral\'s influence.

Hendrik had considered how wonderful it would be if Ravenna became Ansel\'s pact head, and how much better the Tower of Babel would become, but it was merely a fleeting thought.

It was already a blessing to receive help from Ansel, and to think of making Ravenna Ansel\'s pact head in exchange for more resources... Regardless of whether it could succeed, such behavior was already overstepping bounds and ungrateful.

As long as Ansel could be more tolerant of Ravenna\'s capriciousness, or if Ravenna could rein in her temper... Hendrik would be more than grateful.

Before long, he brought Ansel to the lounge, not intending to discuss the Tower of Babel with him any further. He tactfully left space for Ansel and Seraphina, respectfully departing after leaving a message, "Please feel free to command me at any time."

"Finally, it\'s over!"

Seraphina exhaled, throwing herself onto the soft sofa and rolling around a bit, then waved at Ansel, "Ansel, Ansel~ come sit for a while, I\'m tired."

"You were more tired last night than you are now," Ansel sat next to Seraphina, watching the girl wriggle her body and rest her head on his thigh, "How come you\'re tired already?"

"Can they be the same?" Wolf girl blushed, "Wandering around here, looking at those iron lumps is not interesting, it\'s boring to death."

"So doing \'that kind of thing\' is interesting?"

"…Go to hell!" Seraphina scratched Ansel\'s belly, nudged her head a couple of times, and grumbled, "If it wasn\'t interesting, why would I let you torment me every day... pervert."

Ansel just smiled and stroked the girl\'s hair, not saying much, just gently looking at her.

After being stared at for a while, Seraphina suddenly turned her head, facing Ansel\'s belly, and whispered:

"Ansel, I really won\'t... do anything bad to you, will I?"

Although three days had passed, Ravenna\'s words still lingered in Seraphina\'s mind. The situation in Hydral, the storm in the imperial capital, and her own personality... In such a complex situation, she was really afraid that she would do something she would regret for the rest of her life.

"You\'ve asked this many times," Ansel chuckled, "Are you so unconfident in me?"

"Well, it\'s not that... it\'s just — you know how uncontrollable I can be."

Seraphina gently nudged Ansel\'s belly with her head, "When we were in the Spirity Lake territory, you didn\'t expect what I would do, did you? What if I lose my mind again and do something completely out of your expectations, what then?"

"I can think of many things that would make me lose control, like someone secretly sending someone to assassinate you, poisoning you, Marli\'s safety, or spreading rumors about you... Ah! Just thinking about it annoys me to death!"

The girl\'s frustrated yet naive worries made Ansel rub her hair hard, unable to help but chuckle, "I think, there shouldn\'t be anyone so eager to die. Even if there really is a plan against me, it must be very careful. I\'ve told you many times, Seraphina, you don\'t need to trouble yourself like this."

"But... alright."

Seraphina sighed reluctantly, "I\'m too stupid, I\'m sorry, Ansel."

"But you\'re very strong."

"It\'s not enough now! If those who want to kill you, Ansel, are all fifth-stage... then I can\'t do anything!"

The young Hydral shook his head, "I\'ve said, it\'s still early before the end comes, enough for me to make arrangements and preparations."

He looked at the still troubled Seraphina, smiled helplessly, and patted her head, "You\'re too influenced by Ravenna\'s words, do you care about her so much that you don\'t trust me?"

"It\'s not that, who cares about that iron lump." Seraphina bit Ansel\'s finger, nibbled it lightly a couple of times, and mumbled, "It\'s just that she scared me with her words... By the way, is she coming over later? I have to teach her a lesson, she\'s so disrespectful!"

"So you\'re starting to differentiate between big and small sisters now?"

"Humph! Of course."

Miss Wolf puffed out her chest, "How is she, ahem, bigger than me? At most, she\'s older than me, and she dares to criticize me like that... I must show her some colors."

As soon as her words fell, there was a low knock on the door outside the lounge.

"Ansel."

A familiar, mature voice emanated from outside the door, causing Seraphina\'s eyes to sparkle. She leapt from the couch, vigorously rubbed her face, and contorted it into an expression of utmost ferocity and menace, ready to fiercely intimidate Ravenna with a display of dominance.

Hmph, you dare not show me respect in Ansel\'s home... then I shall assert my authority on your turf and show you who truly is the boss!

Striding confidently to the door, she flung it open, poised to catch Ravenna off guard:

"Hey, are you even aware that Ansel has been waiting—"

"...Huh?? Where —"

Upon opening the door to find no one, Seraphina looked around in bewilderment, her face a picture of confusion: "Is this some kind of joke? What low-grade prank is this?"

"...Miss Marlowe."

The voice from below caused Seraphina to instinctively look down, and there she saw a strikingly... attractive little girl.

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