I Decided to Not Compete and Quietly Create Dolls Instead

Solute with those soft eyes. I couldn't believe your father was trying to kill someone, and I was convinced of the existence of the conspiracy from the beginning.

Similar incidents occurred in the original world... No, hey, stop, it was six years before your father could get dressed in wet clothes and the charges were insider with other countries. I feel that this difference in food is very important. But no clear thoughts come to mind. It just feels vaguely weird. It's like we're trying to solve math problems with a misguided approach.

(Is this some kind of rotten sage ploy, too?

Let's just call back Cajero and the Count. There's nothing we can do with our heads on our own)

(Right, let's do that.... I can't even think of anything so obvious. You're upset, I)

(The flesh and mother are involved. It's not about losing your mind)

(Thanks, Weiss)

Nevertheless, it is also pitiful that the dolls are left hanging around like this.

I grab the cactus at the window and hug him. It's at least a tranquilizer.

... Is that it?

(Hey Cactus, didn't you get a little hungry around here?

Of course I haven't heard back. I don't know what I want to tell you, but I just shudder when I sift.

(Hey, Artie, you okay? There's no way a doll can stop pretending.)

Weiss was right. It must be my fault.

Varf, who couldn't work with the ice-soaked Yasai stone, cared badly about it and had been on a training journey for a while.

That's why a total of seven people gathered in the room, me, Cagero, Cactus, Weiss, Count, Figuzez, and - Mr. Filka.

(Thought you might also need input from a step-by-step perspective)

That's what Cajero brought in.

(Lord Weistar, and Lord Christophe Dujenne, the "wandering Count," the first to see you.

I'm Philka Leewas, I'm an alchemist.

I'm not going to lose out on the two of you who lived a long time ago, but I'm not going to lose in the mood to think of Altilia. Regards)

These days Mr. Filka calls me by name, not "Sister Hall". You must have reconsidered that it was just too approximate.

(Ha, you'll bark at the encounter, won't you, young man? I'll tell you what, Artie is my monkey.)

Weiss let him shake that body to intimidation. The ice blade rubs in the sheath to make a noise with the kick-ass.

(How about calm down, Weiss? I swear allegiance to you, princess, more young people, aren't you happy?)

On the other hand, it is the Count who smiles at Eagle Deep.

(Philka Leewas, elementary school students welcome Sir)

Apparently something strange was blown into his classmates at the Knights School, the Count was starting to refer to himself and call him "Little Student". Well, it suits me when I say it suits me because it always gives me an old-fashioned vibe.

(Oh, aren't you out of your mind? That's why you call yourself the Count.

Hey Philka and I will slap you if it seems like all you can say is an opinion.

I mean, Cagero, what are you going to do, bring outsiders to such an important place? Isn't that a problem to deal with internally?)

(Sage Asklasua could also be involved in this matter.

It is the usual means for him to hunt down the subject after isolating him, so it would be foolish of us to try to cope alone.

Therefore, Master Filka gave it to me)

I think it's a muscular reason, but then I guess it wouldn't have been okay if it had been Mr. Feria. Maybe this place has a lot of personal friendship. Kajero and Mr. Filka have been close lately. Did "synergy" trigger a sudden approach? I don't quite understand. I see you looking forward to talking about advanced alchemy or something. Kind of misses it.

(This is how much foreclosure will be fine.

I thought I'd check the factual relationship first. Are you sure?

Cajero looking over together. No one spoke differently.

(Thank you. So let me get started.

First of all, it was two months ago. Lord Solute has been recalled to the Empire in the name of "urgent business involving the imperial imperial imperial."

We already have support for the fact that the Emperor was falling ill. Now if you say what an urgent matter and what they were -)

Cajero urged the ninja doll Figuzez to talk with his gaze.

(On the face of it, "the Council of Lords involved in the reign of the next emperor".

But the truth is, it would have been anything if Lord Solute had been pulled over by the Empire.

who can't imagine how well it is but a grandson was born. But the meeting had been postponed many times for crap reasons)

(I guess the rotten sage was pulling the thread behind it anyway)

(I thought Lord Weistar was right. Figuzez, could you look it up again on that line)

(Wait, wait, Cajero, that could be an impossible challenge instead of overwork.

That bastard wants to exist, but he's like a sage stone, and he can grant you some kind of "curse" in the information he's involved in. Spirit-limited perception inhibition, what do you mean? If he's serious, the Spirit won't even grab that tail. It is also possible that it is still better to make a request to the Adventurer Alliance)

(I see. Sounds like you should consider that later)

(... I wonder if you could just forgive me for speaking so much)

It was the Count who raised his hand.

Though he lived a thousand years, he must be human, so maybe he's getting information about the wise.

(Elementary students change their name and appearance to attend the Cavalier Training School in Imperial City, where they heard an interesting story.

Says a blue-white-faced political scientist has been in and out of grand aristocratic mansions everywhere for about two years now.

The name is Susqua, but perhaps its identity is -)

(Smart as I can tell. This guy is Asklasua. Definitely)

(Genius knows. I guess the identity is Asklasua. Definitely)

Weiss and Mr. Filka reacted almost simultaneously and I couldn't help but blow out.

(You can't put it on my statement.)

(I just put what I thought into words. Don't ask me to imitate you)

intelligence sword (wonder where the eyes are) that glimpses when it comes to rubbing, and the genius of cold flushing glasses.

Somehow, it's a surreal schematic.

(It's a brilliant way to engage your breath even though it hasn't been long since we met. I'm sure the two names are bound by fate)

Although the Count's romanticized remarks are often difficult to keep up with, all this time I was in agreement.

If I let Mr. Filka have Weiss, he'll work surprisingly well...... but if I get a chance, so be it.

(Let the two of you go and continue the conversation.

In short, he said it might be a wise man's ruse for your father to be recalled to the Imperial capital.

Then it would be natural to assume that the assassination of His Majesty the Emperor was planned as a result of the trap of a wise man)

Nature, is it? Really?

I myself feel like I'm in a hurry for an answer somewhere.

All your father's desire to be innocent had preceded him, and he was far from being very, but calm.

(Princess, it's really hard to say...)

The red muffler ninja doll was uttering words to sneeze and squeeze out.

Seeing the unsatisfactory atmosphere, Weiss and Mr. Filka were also listening quietly.

We have little idea of your father's trends in Imperial City.

(Figuzez, I should have reached the point of putting a few ninjas on Dear Solute)

As Cajero blames, no, I guess he actually blames it. The blade tip of the word is sharp as piercing.

(I am aware of that.

Now it's only an excuse, but this is what Lord Cactus ordered.

Since I will provide escort, there is no need for ninja dolls, don't report it to Cajero until there is an emergency.)

To begin with, I didn't understand what Fig was talking about.

Because Cactus has always been in this house, and he's still in my arms.

And that was then.

Buru, Buru, Buru.

Cactus started vibrating hard.

When I let go of my hand in surprise, I jump a pinch and stay away from me.

And.

Pong, and.

Only the smoke was left behind and disappeared. It was like ninja.

(Nah...)

Apparently it was an unexpected situation for Cajero as well.

It was rarely flattering to him.

On the other hand.

(All right, boulders are smart me. Mostly, I swallowed the situation.)

Weiss was so good at humming his nose.

(Even Cajero noticed. Hey, exquisite fake, he's the only one who can produce such a mon.

Finally, it's getting messy. Hey.)

(Weiss, please don't convince yourself. Explain it properly)

(Okay, okay. Don't be in such a hurry.

The spirit that was in the cactus doll, but I got a good idea of this guy.

It's even more superior to me, the so-called concept of God.

The humans would have called it "the carriers of destiny and watching")

(I've heard of that name)

Yeah, it was Mr. Filka who snorted.

That's what he told me before, but he's asleep with a bunch of tips to help him with alchemy in his inheritance and old stories.

You think you became more familiar with nature as you looked into it?

(I see, this is the power of the "replacement ring" that many heroic myths call for)

(You know very well. He used to give me things that kept him in power. Anyway, the specialty is to support him in trying to make a big battle for a generation. It could be the opposite of a rotten sage in that sense.

Since the Spirit fell on me, I've been watching you - but I can't tell you enough that your father was with him when he planned the assassination.

Even if it was wet.

I'm pretty sure he's gonna take care of it.)

to that word of Weiss.

I, uh, remembered that your father used to whine.

"A puppet emperor full of great aristocracy and authority who runs on his own greed.

You're already at your limit in the Stable morning. Dynasty shifts like a thousand years ago will soon happen.

In my opinion, within ten years. [M] If you think about the unrest then, it would be more useful to stretch out puppet magic than general magic. "

Wasn't that a prediction, was it a teaser?