I Decided to Not Compete and Quietly Create Dolls Instead

He wields his sword at the groans, cutting off the threads of the liaison dolls one after the other.

70, 71, 72 -.

Not yet, not enough.

There are a bunch of liaison dolls gathering around us.

It's a bad idea, but it's over 200 bodies.

We need a good number to fight it.

83, 84, 85 -.

Gradually, my vision begins to blur. I started entering the danger zone.

I wanted to keep you on a hundred grand platforms, but it's time to retire.

I can't even see I'm passing out because I'm too impotent. Because this is just the beginning of a counterattack.

-90.

Unlock magic, return from the world of sound speed.

Muscles all over your body must be fractured by movements that are too intense. I couldn't even stand. If I hadn't blocked the pain, I might have passed out.

Fall in.

It wasn't the ground exposed to summer heat shots that took me.

It was a limp someone's arm.

"Forgive me for being late, my princess."

Slightly hard to hear and characteristic way to speak ancient language.

Not a bit different from what I heard two years ago.

"He" laid my body gently in the shade of a tree with his old violet-tailored black coat.

"... why are you here?

Didn't you come to see me until you received the knight's medal?

"Lord Solute asked me to.

Says: 'It's too unnatural to be held back by the Empire for so long. I need a daughter,' he said. "

Christophe Dujenne. Commonly known as the wandering Earl.

The complexion was the same.

(... Artie, you, Lok, but hey, you're handing him over.)

Gadda, Gadda, and Weiss trembled in his hand.

(You know the Count?

(It's not such a shallow relationship.

He's a thief who broke my arm a thousand years ago.)

I see.

The Earl also deals with common sense out-of-court icing magic in the Earl, but they originally belonged to Weiss.

"Hmm. I see a lot of signs of nostalgia from that sword.

Shall I leave the old story to later, though?

My mossy magic will also help if they become the stone of the wise.

- Yes, check it out. "

And the Count begins chanting.

Beautiful voice as good as two years ago.

It was enough to remember the illusion that I was in the opera.

(CHUCKLES, I had to be fooled by this magic or I'd have won)

I guess they inspired bitter memories.

Weiss turned his back to put his navel down.

I wonder which is the sword on the back. Fair enough.

... Ancient magic awakens and the world is altered.

Blue skies and green gardens disappear, and a thirsty wilderness appears closed in darkness.

There is no appearance of the sun there.

The stone of the wise loses its brilliance.

The thunder that was wrapped to protect the dolls' bodies was fogged.

I thought it was just magic to show the beautiful landscape, but I can't believe it helps in this way.

(Thank you, Count. that now we can fight fully too)

A strong wind winds around Cajero.

Because the shackles of the wise man's stone are gone.

(Well done, shitty Count)

Until earlier, it was a flaming sword of Valf that was as fine as Rapier, but now the great eagle flies but it was spraying up very hard.

It was overwhelming. Apparently it was easier than grasshopping for the spirits who regained their original power. Less than ten seconds later, the battle was over.

The magic of the Count is solved, and we come back into the midst of a summer day so disgusting.

(272 in total...... I thought the battle was good, all I had to do was pack it)

Says Cajero as he pays off the dust of his clothes.

(The birds have already figured out where the enemy puppeteer is.

A small number are turning to defense, but it's no big deal if you can deactivate the Sage's Stone.

I was wondering if it would be best for even four people to make a surprise raid)

I nodded at Cajero's measures.

... according to the records of future generations, none of the dead at Garrett Palace due to the raid, and only enough to count the injured.

This is not an exaggeration or anything.

All the people of the palace leave such testimony.

"I decided to follow because cats and mice are the ones that run away in the same direction.

Thanks to you, I was safe. "

... Actually, Cajero had ordered the animals to be evacuated.

It is also significant that the appearance of the Count led to an immediate convergence of events.

The time between the outbreak and the Puppeteer's surrender was only about half an hour away.

I couldn't even beat myself back to sleep because I did my rough work with a body I hardly even worked out.

"Ho, I really don't want to do this anymore. Because I walked alone in the garden..."

It was the lady who had just helped me from the doll who was doing the magic of recovery with her eyes cringing bright red.

I thought I had some impression of King Lereol, but that should have been three different sisters. His identity is the Third Princess.

"I can't thank you enough for saving my life.

So please, don't die. "

The recoil of a super-fast battle, or my limbs were getting worse with internal bleeding.

... Actually, it was a little hard to say, although I could do anything with a psychic drug drink.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm sorry..."

Although the animals have brought their medication, they feel the air that is difficult to get close to them or they are clumped together in the distance.

Eventually, Cajello and the others caught the puppeteer and came back.

He grabbed Weiss in his hand, or he was grabbed. I can take away control of my body, and it would be so much more effective than bad handcuffs.

At first glance, the puppeteer had the impression that he was a skinny training monk.

His head is balding and he has a slightly more difficult look on his face. She had a brown skin.

"Don't think I won this, little girl!

When he looked at me, the puppeteer yelled at me like that with a full bite.

"You seem to be calling yourself a puppet princess or something, but don't you just happen to have a powerful spirit on your side!

As a pure doll user, I'm much better up there, can you move over a thousand dolls? I bet you can't!

With his gaze Cajero asks, "Shall I shut you up?"

I shake my head.

The battle ended without having to use normal doll magic. I felt incompletely burned because of it.

It's a corner, so let's give it a shot.

Breathe gently.

Image of a lot of yarn flying off the top of your head.

Connect me to the 1243 contact dolls that are falling out of connection with the puppeteer.

- All of you, meet me on this spot on the run. Alignment.

The order was executed less than five minutes later.

"Well, to that extent, we can do it to the extent of the rush!

The puppeteer was still twitching something.

"Then I will take the doll away from you, and if I fail to protect you, I will admit you as a puppeteer in public.

But I can't use magic as it is now. Let them break the commandments!

... I wonder what you're talking about, this guy.

Why should I bother freeing my captured enemies?

Escaped, backfired, risky choices.

"Come on, can I just keep acting like a nonpuppeteer!

It's getting kind of a pain in the ass to hang out with.

Cagero, I'll take care of the rest.

(I understand. The information has already been read by Weiss.

It's not worth using, and let's hand it over to the judiciary in this country)

A puppeteer who is immediately taken.

He had scattered all sorts of dirty cursing words, but he couldn't hear it.

Memories are broken here once and for all.

I would have dived through a crisis of absolute destiny and lost my mind, and I was sometimes physically and mentally exhausted by puppet magic aimed at myself. How long have I been invited to a long sleep?

In a somewhat lucid dream I had an unexpected encounter and by the time I woke up, a few days had passed.

Fortunately, there was no third raid.

But nothing went by. There was an amazing incident.

The enemy exercised a second summons.

Cajero dared to respond accordingly. To uncover who they are.

All that remained was his loose shell, the unspeakable Italian mafia stuffed animal.