Charm

Against the backdrop of the brilliant crystal chandelier, Karl looked around calmly.

Under the dome, apart from the seats on the right side, there are only long swords and sharp axes hanging on the walls in the huge space. This is a deserted castle no matter how you look at it.

'It's still the same as before...'

Thinking silently, he withdrew his gaze, and then heard the young man on the opposite side say coldly: "First change the clothes on your body."

change clothes?

It was only at this time that Karl noticed his soaked clothes. To the puppet, illness was just a noun.

And who cares about the life and death of dolls...

Carl just had a subtle change in his heart when he saw a few wet mud marks on the originally neat floor, so he turned to laughing at himself.

However, on the surface, Carl showed an embarrassed smile, and said sincerely:

"Sorry, Master Mason, I will clean it up myself."

After finishing speaking, Carl took off his shoes, dried his feet, and then climbed upstairs with the approval of the stranger.

Mo Sheng watched Karl's gradually disappearing back, his expression remained indifferent, as if Karl's previous behavior did not move him at all.

Most of this is to disguise the original body and not reveal any flaws. After all, Karl stayed here for a few days after his birth.

But more importantly, he still has doubts about Karl's appearance in his heart.

Carl climbed up unhurriedly, until he was sure that Mason's sight could not reach him, he paused, and glanced up inexplicably.

Then, as if nothing had happened, he resumed his original movements and came to the guest room on the second floor where he lived here temporarily...

The waiting time is always short and long, and taking advantage of this time, Mo Sheng recalled some experiences of the original body, and he couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

No one is naturally cold and withdrawn, especially for Mason.

Originally, the Mason family lived in the city. Because his father was a puppeteer, they were not inferior to businessmen in terms of wealth, and even the nobles had to sell three parts of their face in terms of status.

However, all this changed one day. The servants of the family took a fancy to the wealth and colluded with outsiders, killed Mason's parents, robbed the family's wealth, and fled.

Mason survived by going to a friend's house to play, but he was only nine years old at the time.

Some noble ladies or wives who sympathized with him gave him a little money, but that was all, no one would find any real culprits for him.

At that time, Mason almost gritted his teeth and survived alone. When he gradually understood how to make dolls, the situation slowly changed...

At this moment, Mo Sheng's thoughts were interrupted, and when he looked up, he saw Karl walking down the spiral staircase.

The embarrassment he had when he came here faded away, and now Karl is wearing a light yellow jacket, against his blond hair and gentle smile, he looks like an elegant nobleman no matter what.

But the irony is... the person in front of him is just a puppet.

After the two sat down, Carl took out the letter tightly wrapped in kraft paper and pushed it in front of Meisheng.

Unwrapping the wax seal on the letter, Mo Sheng inspected the contents inside:

"My dear friend, I may be dead by the time this letter arrives. Carl was a wonderful boy, but I have managed to take care of him..."

After only reading a few sentences, the meaning that the letter writer wanted to express was already ready to come out.

After reading the entire letter, Mo Sheng folded the letter and put it back in the envelope. He did not give an immediate answer to this matter, but remained silent for a long time.

Facing Karl's expectant eyes, Mo Sheng finally nodded.

"I can take you in, but you have to show your worth."

Carl is obviously used to the unfamiliar indifference, and then he said gratefully:

"Thank you, I won't live here for nothing, Lord Mason."

Mo Sheng was noncommittal, got up and went upstairs without asking anything.

Entering the bedroom, exhaustion hit him again, making him feel unwell.

Karl's arrival was so sudden...it caught him off guard.

He was afraid that if he continued to talk with him, he might be directly exposed because of poor spirits...

Yet he forced himself to wake up, because tomorrow was the real difficulty.

[Main task line]: Raider Doll Karl

[Mission progress]: 0%

[Task Level]: Black Iron (Initial Difficulty: 1)

It was still zero, which showed that impressing him could not just be passive.

……

Early in the morning, just as the light of the morning sun fell, a strong fragrance rushed over.

Meisheng went to the lobby, opened the back of the chair and sat down, looking at the busy Karl, felt that he was superfluous for the first time.

Yuanshen would naturally cook breakfast, but Meisheng still felt unable to get involved.

"Okay, master, here is your breakfast."

Looking over the plate in front of him, Meisheng looked up at Carl, only then did he realize that Carl's eyes were pure amber.

At this moment, he looked at his appearance quietly, so concentrated, but he tried his best to keep calm, but the tension in his heart was reflected on his face.

It's rare for Mo Sheng to no longer have a cold face, pick up the knife and fork and start to fight.

The browned and crispy toast has a hint of buttery aroma, and the fried eggs are moderately fried, and the egg yolk is just enough to ooze oil when you bite the outer skin.

Seeing that Meisheng did not express dissatisfaction, Carl continued to return to the kitchen with confidence.

Meisheng quickly finished his breakfast, and it must be said that it was very appetizing.

At this time, Karl just finished the second serving, hesitated for a moment, and said, "The breakfast tastes pretty good."

Hearing this, Karl raised his head, his eyes gleaming brightly, and his joyful look was as childish as a child being praised.

Mo Sheng felt a little funny, but this kind of breakfast did bring him a little warmth.

Whether it is the former orphan or the Mason in this life, in the final analysis, they have never had such care, so it is normal to have such feelings.

Then Meisheng suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Shouldn't he be attacking this task? Why does it look like Karl is attacking himself?

[Main task line]: Raider Doll Karl

[Mission progress]: 5%

[Task Level]: Black Iron (Initial Difficulty: 1)

Looking at it again, Mo Sheng was slightly startled, waiting for what he said just now.

He got the progress after just praising Karl once, he was a little surprised.

But think about it, it's normal.

Under the always indifferent tone, this time's praise is naturally especially precious.

Thinking of this, Meisheng directly overturned the original plan, and his expression returned to its original appearance.

Even if it's just for you to attack, let's see who gets into the game more deeply...

The author has something to say: the code is extremely difficult.

☆、Strategy: Deadly Doll (3)

Walking in the town and fields outside the castle, Karl felt extraordinarily quiet.

What you can see is the lush trees and wild tulips swaying from time to time. The faint scent of flowers mixed with the faint scent of grass made him feel in a trance.

After being with Mason for more than ten days, he felt some changes in Mason, whom he should call his father, compared to two years ago.

In addition to occasionally entering the manufacturing room, in daily contact, not only did he not feel the coldness and cruelty that should belong to the puppeteer, but it made Karl experience the so-called "home" sense of belonging.

Mason didn't say much, but the two of them formed a tacit understanding.

From the next morning, Mason didn't ask why he made breakfast, nor did he explain anything, just regarded it as his own duty.

This way of getting along almost made Karl forget his purpose of coming here, but certain things are not easy to be forgotten.

Because of the above doubts, when it was time for the monthly routine purchase, he knew it was an opportunity, so he took the initiative to take on this task.

Mason also silently agreed to this, just like many things before.

After thinking for a while, Karl interrupted these complicated thoughts, picked up the list in his hand, and the market in the town was right in front of him.

The market, which does not occupy too much space, is busy at the moment, and this town is lively only a few times a month, and nearby towns will also come here to sell some local specialties.

There are not only fresh vegetables and meat in the market, but also some strange things.

Seeing so many humans, Karl's body was slightly stiff. Since a year ago, he has rarely had such close contact with humans.

Among so many people, Carl looked no longer conspicuous, following the location Mason had mentioned, he walked towards the nearest one at this time.

As soon as Karl approached the stalls in the market, the residents of the small town immediately showed a look of vigilance.

"You're not from us, are you? Where did you come from?"

The stall owner was an old man. He seemed to have some prestige among these residents. As soon as he spoke, the others slowed down their work and paid attention to the movement here.

Carl was stunned for a moment before he realized: "I am a servant of Lord Mason in the nearby castle, and this time I bought it for my master."

Hearing this, the old man showed a look of surprise, and before Karl could leave, he arranged the dishes and handed them to him.

"Just leave it to Little Mason."

Little Mason... This intimate address moved Carl's heart, and he didn't leave after receiving the food. He asked curiously, "Has Master Mason been here a long time ago?"

With the convenience of falsely claiming his identity, the old man didn't hold much back on this information: "Mason moved to the neighborhood when he was young, and he was very withdrawn, so he only came to the town for shopping every month, but If there is an urgent matter in the town, he will come to help if he is free."

When it came to the end, the old man couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional.

Karl didn't speak in silence, only his eyes flickered slightly. He could hear the sincerity in the old man's tone, but he still didn't believe it in his heart.

Noticing his expression, the old man couldn't help but add another sentence: "Little Mason has a cold face and a very warm heart. You just came here and naturally you can't understand this."

After picking up the food, Karl walked around the market purposefully. To his surprise, almost everyone praised this puppeteer more than criticizing it.

Maybe Mason did it on purpose...he guessed so.

His former master was a terrible demon... the scars all over his body are proof, but his master died after all.

And how could Mason, who created his father and handed him over to his master, be just a withdrawn but kind-hearted person as these people said.

Carl immediately felt a bit of deep coldness in his heart. If he is soft-hearted now, how can he get the freedom that really belongs to him?

As he became firm, he ignored the wavering for a moment.Now he naturally firmly believes in what he thinks is the truth.

Akatsuki on the other side is in the manufacturing room, and he is not making dolls at this time.

He slowly pulled out the sword at his waist, and the sword's edge flashed past his eyes like water waves.

This is a relic of the original owner, and it is very different from the ornamental sword hanging in the castle hall.

Its workmanship is exquisite, and the forger is also a famous master. A cold weapon like this is naturally worth a lot, which is about equal to the price of making three dolls by the original body.

After all, advanced craftsmanship in this world is very expensive, not to mention that the sword body is made of a relatively rare metal.

According to the memory of the original owner, Mei Sheng did the basic swordsmanship movements. After these few days of training, he is finally doing decently now, but there is still a long way to go from the original owner.

After sweating, Mo Sheng stopped. The reason why he practiced his original sword skills at this time was because, on the second day after he came to this world, he found that he could not use Shuiyue Zhenjie and Shuiyue Zhenjie here. Moon sword technique.

But Karl tried again and again, which made Mo Sheng suspect Karl's purpose of coming here.

This made him have to pick up what the original owner had learned in order to protect himself in this mission.

He also has other thoughts, if he can also learn the three sword skills of the original owner, can this be converted into a specialty?

Only recently has he slowly understood an important world rule.

Every world has fixed laws and power systems, and expertise can only exert its power if it conforms to the laws and systems. However, those consciousnesses and instincts he has now are not able to have the original strength because of the restrictions of the world laws...

Just as he was thinking this way, Mo Sheng accidentally flipped through the main quest, only to find that the progress of the strategy had jumped by 15% at some point.

Just when he thought he was wrong, it suddenly rose by 5%.

"?"

Mo Sheng was a little stunned, originally staying at 30% and suddenly rose to 50%, what happened.

In an instant, he calmed down, and at the same time thought about the reason for the improvement in progress.

He thought of the answer for a moment. There are many people who know him in the nearby town. It is normal to hear some news about him by accident.

What's more, Karl was so active in purchasing in the past, and he obviously had some thoughts in his mind. If he wanted to understand himself through other people's mouths, he would not be surprised.

At this time, Mo Sheng was somewhat thankful for the good impression the original owner had left on the people in the town.

Then he did not return the sword to its sheath, but began to practice the sword skills that the original owner would have known.

The next moment, the originally still curtains shook violently as if swept by the wind.

☆、Strategy: Deadly Doll (4)

As the days in this world grow longer, Meisheng's life has entered a reassuring and stable period.

In three months, although Meisheng could personally feel that Karl was becoming more gentle and considerate to him, the progress of the task still remained at 60%, as if it had fallen into a bottleneck period.

What is the concept of 60%?

In order to understand this, Meisheng conducted an experiment.

At dinner one time, he made a point of standing up abruptly when Carl was serving the meal.

Before Carl could react after finishing his meal, he was taken aback by the sudden approach, and even his originally well-pretended expression showed signs of cracking.

Tore through the camouflaged gentleness, Karl's fleeting look was filled with shyness and astonishment, and then he quickly recovered, distanced himself, and acted as if nothing had happened.

If it wasn't for Mo Sheng who could clearly hear the fierce beating heartbeat in Carl's chest, he would have thought it was just dizziness.

Thinking back on this scene, Mo Sheng rarely showed a different kind of regret. It has always been difficult to see Carl's true emotions.

Then he shook his head slightly, and continued to focus on the book in his palm.

For three months, he was not just doing missions and practicing swords. With the help of books or occasional trips, the world that he had learned based on his original body was gradually becoming fuller.

This world not only has the unusual profession of puppeteer, but also knights and swordsmen who are not inferior in ability. However, like puppet masters, as a small group of people in this world, they are rare and unknown .

But if this is the case, if this force is gathered together, it still cannot be underestimated, so

Various associations have been born in this world, such as Knight Church, Swordsman's House, Doll Association and so on.

The ignorant students have a deeper understanding, and the one who has more contact with them is naturally the Puppet Association...

'knock knock'

Mo Sheng turned a page, and replied indifferently: "Come in."

The door was pushed open, and I saw Carl holding a dinner plate and said with a smile:

"Master, please enjoy your afternoon tea first, and then you will have more energy for reading."

The moment he saw the hot cake and black tea, Mo Sheng's spirit was indeed refreshed for a short while, but when he looked at the values ​​on the task panel, he couldn't help but feel a bit dull again.

He knew very clearly a few days ago that ordinary daily interactions alone would not be able to push forward to the later progress, so he had been planning and brewing a more in-depth communication with Carl in his heart, and now was the right opportunity.

"it is good."

Mosheng pushed the books away, cleared the space, and when Carl put the plate away and was about to leave, he heard Mosheng inadvertently say: "Come talk with me for a while."

Carl's hand touching the doorknob stopped immediately, and when he turned around, he saw the bright blue eyes of the young man refracted by the sun, from which he felt a soul-stirring power .

As if subconsciously, he knew that this time it might be more than just a conversation.

However, at this time, he had no way to refuse, so he had no choice but to answer, "Okay, Master Mason."

When he stood in front of the young man again and was about to ask, Mo Sheng suddenly said in a flat tone: "You killed your previous master, right?"

For Carl, these light words seemed like a thunderclap in his mind, but after thinking about it for a moment, he quickly reacted and raised his head doubtfully in front of Mo Sheng: "What...Master Mason, are you Are you doubting me?"

It's just that Mo Sheng didn't pay attention to his words, but continued: "That letter is also fake."

This time it was no longer a question sentence, but a declarative sentence. Although Mei Sheng had no expression on his face, it was because of this that Karl became emotional as if his heart had been stung for some reason.

"Master Mason, why do you doubt me? Is there anything wrong with me?"

Mo Sheng swiped Karl lightly, and said lightly: "Don't you admit it? The handwriting of that letter is his, but you forgot one thing, how can a person who is about to die have the strength to hold a pen and write, and the handwriting It’s still so correct, and the logic is so clear.”

"So fundamentally it's an unreasonable loophole."

After listening to this passage, Karl's face turned pale, he lowered his eyes, and whispered: "He is not a good person, why did you hand me over to him..."

Before Mo Sheng had time to answer, he saw Karl lift up his skirt, and there were obvious crisscross scars on his fair skin.

"Every time he gets angry, he whips me again and again. As a puppet, I can't resist my master, I can only bear it. This kind of pain will never end. If I want to end it, I can only..."

Recalling those years, the pain on Carl's face gradually deepened. That kind of experience will not fade away with time, and it will even become clearer when he occasionally thinks about it, clearly reminding him of the existence of human beings.

Mosheng never expected to know such a thing. In his impression, this friend is not this kind of person, otherwise his predecessor would not have made dolls for him, but it doesn't look like he is lying.

"Even so, you can't kill the master." Although Mo Sheng looked down on the guy who can only bully and whip dolls, he still said slowly, "If the Puppet Association finds out about this, you will be finished."

One of the regulations of the Doll Association is that when a doll is found to have killed the master, the doll must be destroyed.

The birth of each puppet needs to be approved by the puppet association to some extent. If the puppet master violates the regulations and causes damage to the outside world, he will be judged internally.

Speaking of the Puppet Association, Karl gritted his teeth and clenched his hands slightly: "I know..."

"Do you know that if you still come to me and risk exposure, you are not afraid that I will send you to the Puppet Association?"

Under Wusheng's pressing step by step, Carl said dejectedly: "No, at first I planned to use the name of my master to get you, the culprit..."

Although he didn't go on, Akatsuki understood what he meant.

He still wasn't too moved by Carl's words, but just nodded: "So that's what you came here for, so why don't you do it yet."

The dagger was in Karl's sleeve, and now he was very close to Mosheng, so close that if he suddenly got up, he was very sure that he would be able to kill Mosheng.

But listening to Mo Sheng's words, he didn't act rashly at all, but knelt directly on the ground.

"Master Mason, please don't drive me away. I gave up the idea of ​​doing anything against you a month ago. Now I just want to be by your side and make up for the mistakes I made."

Wu Sheng noticed that Carl was lowering his head, so he lifted his jaw with his hand: "Wrong, how can I know that what you are telling me now is not a lie, and keeping you by my side is harmful to me. , why would I do this?"

Carl fell silent, he didn't know how to save the situation in front of him.

Up to now, he still doesn't regret killing that master, it's just... he regrets why he came to this castle.

Mo Sheng looked at him without answering, and continued: "So, what use are you to me?"

The questioning one by one made Carl's eyes instantly filled with tears.

And looking at Carl, who was disheveled and teary-eyed, Mo Sheng's eyes darkened slightly.

"I……"

At this time, Carl's real emotions, that kind of regret and fear, as well as inexplicable sadness, were intertwined in his heart.

He was forced to raise his head and look at the indifferent young man in front of him. He wanted to say a lot, but it got stuck in his throat and he couldn't say anything.

Then he suddenly opened his eyes wide, and saw the young man bent down, his handsome face constantly enlarged.

And that originally messy mind suddenly became blank.

Then he felt the gentle touch on his lips, just like the kind of tenderness he would treat a lover.

In the mood of being shy or intoxicated, after the feeling of touch disappeared, the young man spoke coldly and could not be rejected:

"Stay here and stay with me."

The author has something to say: Well...how did you write it as a domineering president, silently supporting the forehead, but as an attack, what can you do if you are not strong.

(Thank you for the nutrient solution of foodie Libra, by the way, self-willedness is also a Libra)

☆、Strategy: Deadly Doll (5)

Mosheng is very clear that Karl has been in a trance recently, and Karl is overwhelmed by the revealed feelings and his unexpected strength.

Therefore, Meisheng did not force him, but chose to give Karl some time to think.

During this period, Karl has undergone a lot of changes. As always, he took care of Meisheng in subtle ways, but he did not maintain the original false warmth. Even though he laughed a lot less than before, Meisheng knew that this was at least It comes from the heart...

Similarly, the progress of the task has progressed to 70% with dignity, which gives Mo Sheng the confidence to proceed as planned.

The current Meisheng is holding a stack of papers in his hand. These are all the information about Carl that he asked someone to investigate.

As the pages of paper were thrown on the table by him, his brows could not help but frown.

The truth is crueler than what Karl said...

He couldn't help thinking of the memory of that friend that Mason had kept deep in his mind.

The reason why Mason became friends with him was because after Mason narrowly escaped that time, he begged his parents to take Mason in and spent a period of peaceful time in their home that he cherished.

Because of this, Mason's feelings for him are a bit complicated, with both gratitude and some fetters of the past, so even if Carl said these things, Mei Sheng still didn't accuse him on the surface.

However, Mo Sheng never thought that the original gentleness and kindness of his friend was just a disguise.

It covered up that he used harsh punishments to punish his subordinates to obtain abnormal spiritual comfort.

And the reason why he asked Mason to make Carl was to use the puppet to reach his darker thoughts of pouring out his selfish desires.

After thinking this through, Mo Sheng couldn't help but feel a little guilty. He inherited Mason's identity, so it was his fault that he created Carl and handed Carl to his friend.

Even without mentioning these, the views and words towards Carl at that time were a kind of prejudice that did not understand the facts...

With this in mind, Mo Sheng sorted out these papers and stuffed them under the drawer, then pushed the door open and walked out.

Without too much hesitation, he went to the door of Karl's room.

Mo Sheng knocked on the door, but got no response, so he turned the doorknob, but saw a scene that made him almost want to close the door.

Karl had just taken off his shirt, and the scars under his white skin were worse than what he had seen before, and his actions seemed to be to apply the blue ointment on the table to the wound.

"Mai...Master Mason..."

The moment Xunsheng saw him, Karl's expression immediately turned ugly. He didn't care about his current state, and subconsciously wanted to hide the ointment.

However, it was this action that made Mo Sheng realize something was wrong.

So in the next moment Karl's wrist was held.

The ointment rolled from the air to the ground with a crisp sound, but no one at the scene noticed it.

"Do you like the wounds on your body that much?"

Mason's tone was so cold that Carl subconsciously wanted to back away, but then he realized the strong restraint on his wrist, so he could only lower his head.

The function of this ointment is to destroy the self-healing of the wound, and it was suddenly discovered right now, which caught him off guard.

"At first, I was still wondering why the wound on your body hasn't healed after such a long time... Now I finally know..."

Hearing the words in his ears, Carl was both angry and uncomfortable. He raised his head to defend himself, but he saw the turmoil like waves under Mason's quiet eyes. After all, he felt guilty and lacked confidence: "Feel sorry……"

"Those experiences I want to remember forever, so I..."

"So you ruin your body like this?"

The strength on his wrist became more and more severe, and even his physique as a battle puppet felt pain.

After that, he heard Mason say slowly: "You still don't want to trust humans...you don't want to trust me, that's why you still can't let go of the past."

"is not it?"

Facing Mason's questioning, Carl couldn't answer.

Afterwards, when he saw Karl's appearance of being picked by the king, the anger in his heart naturally reached its peak.

So the next moment Carl found himself pushed down on the bed by him, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Just when Karl thought it would be the same as before, he heard Mason snort coldly, and then pulled down the curtains that were close at hand, and tied him to the bed.

"Mason, you..."

Mo Sheng's movements were quick and elegant, and before Karl could react, his hands and feet were tightly wrapped around the edge of the bed.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen to you."

Mo Sheng showed a mocking smile, and then hurriedly took out a few bottles of medicine from his room.

After turning back, he saw Carl's flushed face. After secretly smiling, he unscrewed the cork without saying anything.

It was almost poured on Karl, and Meisheng began to apply and massage for Karl.

In the middle, Mosheng lingered in his sensitive place for a while, noticing Karl's fleeting expression and subconscious twisting of his body, and suddenly said: "Are you disappointed?"

Carl turned his head away and firmly denied: "No, no..."

However, the auricles of the speaker are still red, showing full disobedience.

"Oh...that's fine."

Mo Sheng shook his head with regret, and after covering the cork, he untied the cloth strips that bound Karl in an orderly manner.

"Remember to get a new one for the curtains, you rest, I'm leaving first."

Before Karl could say anything to hold him back, Mei Sheng covered him with the quilt, pushed the door open and left without even looking back.

Carl felt a trace of remorse inexplicably, at this moment he could still feel the residual warmth of his fingertips resting on his body.

Those charms never dissipated, but made him more restless physically and mentally, but right now he can only hold back.

Mo Sheng returned to the room, his expression returned to his usual calmness.

In fact, the previous emotions had already calmed down with the ambiguity, and he did seriously heal Karl afterwards.

It's just that the wounds on the body are easy to heal, but the scars on the heart are not easy to heal.

He understands this, but still wants to let Karl gradually accept everything in his own way.

'fluttering'

Suddenly there was the sound of a bird's wings flapping in the distance, Mo Sheng's heart trembled, and he immediately looked out the window.

Sure enough, he saw a merlin fly over the window and flew in front of him.

Misaki caressed its dark-spotted back, then removed the letterbox from the merlin's ankle.

Spread out the scroll, the content is very small, enough for him to scan it.

After reading it, Mo Sheng raised his eyebrows and placed the note on the candlelight.

Soon, the tongue of fire licked and left ashes all over the place.

He gazed at the sky at this time, it was dark and without a ray of light.

The author has something to say: Carl (shy): What are you... fumbling about?

Mo Sheng (serious): I'm not healing you yet.

☆、Strategy: Deadly Doll (6)

Driving through the spacious road, you will see complex and interlaced dense forest trails.

Seeing this, the driver of the four-wheeled carriage stopped, opened the curtain, and asked respectfully: "Madam, the road ahead is narrow and I can't go in. Do you think I should call the puppeteer, or?"

The woman called Mrs. poked her head out and looked at the path. A trace of disgust flashed in her heart, but she responded calmly on the surface: "No need, let's just walk in like this, which will also make him feel sincere. "

Then they headed straight for the trail.

The wind whistled through the carriage, lifting the curtain bearing the emblem of a fierce one-eyed eagle on the rear.

In this world, the family with such an emblem is called 'Eagle of the Far East' Jelin.

The coachman was wearing light armor that was easy to move, and walked ahead nimbly, clearing the way for the noble lady behind him.

There are only two people in this line, so what he shoulders is not only driving, but more importantly, ensuring the safety of his wife.

Mrs. Jerin originally walked with her head held high and reserved in small steps, but she stopped behind panting on her knees: "Slow down, Knight Chelsea."

Chelsea shook her head slightly, stopped as she said, and admired Mrs. Jereyn's chest rising and falling due to her struggling to breathe.

Master Jerein is really very happy.

While Chelsea was thinking this, the lady wiped off her sweat with a handkerchief, and the two continued on their way.

someone is coming.

In the bedroom, Mo Sheng suddenly opened his eyes.

Ever since he practiced the sword skills of this world, he has become sharper day by day.

However, instead of making him happy, it made him more vigilant, because he still hasn't seen the level of power in this world until now.

'bang bang bang-'

The knocking on the door outside the castle became louder. Chelsea looked down on the puppeteer from the bottom of her heart, but couldn't bear Mrs. Jelin's order, so she had to knock on the door according to the rules.

As soon as Karl opened the door, he saw the master and the servant. He bent down to express his respect and said, "Excuse me, are you here to find my master?"

Before Chelsea could reply, Mrs. Jerin said hastily: "Yes, yes, let me know and say it's Mrs. Jerin's request."

Hearing this, Karl nodded slightly, closed the door again, and was about to go upstairs when he turned his head and saw Mo Sheng.

"Master Mason, it's Mrs. Jelin..."

"Open the door." Mo Sheng nodded calmly.

Afterwards, Chelsea and Carl stood by, and Mo Sheng invited Mrs. Jelin to sit down.

"Master Mason, my son accidentally... fell and has not woken up until now."

In the middle, Mrs. Jerein paused, and said with a sad face.

After Mason listened expressionlessly, he concluded, "The puppet is broken."

"Yes...that's right."

After being told so directly, Mrs. Jerin's face turned pale. If it were any other nobleman, she would be furious, but facing the young man in front of him, he had no choice but to answer.

"You want to fix it?"

Mason asked in a uniquely indifferent tone, as if he was buying a commodity.

"Yes, yes, is it still possible to fix it?"

As the wife of the "Eagle of the Far East" nobleman, of course she knows some special people, but there are very few puppeteers who really have the superb ability of the young man in front of her.

The puppet that Mrs. Jerein used as a substitute for her son was also made by Mason, and it was her viscount husband who bought it for her at a high price.

Wu Sheng didn't give an answer immediately, but waved for Carl to bring some snacks, as if he was lost in thought.

When Carl brought the plate, he saw a look of anger on Mrs. Jerin's face, and Chelsea drew out her sword and pointed at Mason.

This makes the card