A Villain's Way of Taming Heroines

Chapter 260: The Indomitability Witnessed by the Snake - I

In the opulent chamber, Hyena leisurely exhaled a puff of cigar smoke, his scarred face appearing somewhat ferocious in the mist.

"How does Marquis Noel respond?" His voice was deep and hoarse.

"...Lord - He, he has declined your dinner invitation."

"..." The man exhaled another puff of smoke, indifferently inquiring, "Which Marquis in the capital can we still contact?"

His subordinate swallowed nervously, "There are... there are none left, we've contacted all that we could."

"What about the extraordinary beings?" Hyena asked, his face expressionless.

"There's no response from the Etheric Academy, the Tower of Babel refuses to participate, the Alchemy Association outright ignored the messenger, the Zero Explorers are willing to help, but only in combat, and their price... their price is very high."

"Is the capital a place where one can stand firm only by fighting?"

The man who once swallowed more than half of the black market with the support of the Grand Duke Luminaris sneered, "Make a fortune and leave, adventurers are all such mongrels. What about the other forces and individuals?"

"Some can't be contacted, some say they'll wait and see, none are willing to take a stand..."

The impact of the fall of the Duke of Luminaris was no longer a mere storm for Hyena, but a howling hurricane, mixed with fierce, white thunder.

Any delay in his actions would result in utter destruction.

Upon learning of the downfall of the Duke of Luminaris, he almost immediately began to mobilize his connections, trying to contact all the individuals or forces in the capital that could be contacted and were of significance, but the result...

Either they were unwilling to muddy the waters, or they looked down on the black market, or they just wanted to make a quick buck during the reshuffling of the black market, or they did not respond immediately... In short, no one was willing to stand for Hyena at the moment.

"Wait and see..."

Hyena took a deep puff of his cigar, emitting a chilling chuckle, "Are they waiting to see what I'm capable of, or waiting for me to be half-crippled before they put a leash on me?"

"Just started, he... he calls himself Faust."

Hyena's footsteps suddenly stopped.

"Faust..."

"Faust?!"

*

The auction was compelled to a halt.

"Mr. Faust."

A gentle and pleasing voice echoed from outside the door, "I apologize for the intrusion, may I disturb you for a moment?"

"Come in," Ansel patted Seraphina, who was squatting beside him out of boredom, resting her head on his lap. "I was wondering why the auction was abruptly suspended."

A woman with an innocent face but a seductive figure, dressed in a sleeveless, tight-fitting dress, entered the room. She smiled and bowed to Ansel, then softly said, "Mr. Faust, I am Lilith, the manager of the Dream Demon's Domain."

She swayed her hips as she approached Ansel, her demeanor enchanting, her expression sympathetic, "I am sorry for disturbing your mood, I came here first to apologize—"

"Hey."

A hand suddenly rested on her shoulder, but what stopped Miss Lilith from advancing was not just the force on her shoulder, but the terrifying gaze from behind... as if from a fearsome beast.

"Stand here," the wolf behind her said indifferently, "That's enough."

"Seri," Ansel took a sip of his drink, "Show some respect to the host here."

"...Huh?"

The tall girl who had suddenly appeared behind Lilith, whose chilling and cruel demeanor never existed, looking aggrieved and unhappy, said, "Don't tell me master, you're not going to be like this... sniff sniff... ugh!"