"No, I should be grateful that you are willing to overstep, at least you are not a puppet that agrees with me." Nihil said, "Here, I can create thousands of soulless things at will, but you are the only one who has a real soul.

Walking... If you, the only one who can travel between here and the outside world, choose to agree, then you don't need to exist."

Brazo was sweating profusely. He didn't know how he walked out of the palace and returned home.

When his wife and children walked up to him, hugged him, and said with disdain that he was sweating, Brazeau suddenly realized...that he had probably been approved by God.

An outspoken compliment.

"What's wrong, dear?" My wife noticed Brazeau's trembling. "What's wrong with you today? Are you out of your mind?"

"No, no, nothing."

He hugged his wife tightly, grateful for the impulsive decision he made at that moment.

"I'm going on another long trip."

"Didn't you just go out and come back? Why did you leave again?" The wife complained, "Are you the only one in black who can do something in the secret meeting?"

Her husband, who was dressed in black, was always busy with strange things. In her opinion, he could just leave things to the people below.

Brazeau did not explain, but just told his wife that he might be away for a longer time this time because he had to assist an unusually noble and powerful being in completing a huge project.

"But dad... you promised to take me to visit the secret meeting's doll store... From last year to now, you haven't fulfilled your promise, you liar."

The child's words made Brazo couldn't help but touch his head lovingly. Unable to explain much, he could only coax the disappointed boy.

Brazo left Cercalo again, and this time, traveling with him were dozens of flying dragon puppets and boxes full of materials.

Even in the secret meeting of the puppet masters, this is a top-secret matter, coming from the "supreme" will of the City of Flowing Light.

"Why is it Brazo again... This guy always seems to be favored by the supreme?"

"Who knows, it has been like this since the last trial."

When the secret meeting men in black couldn't help but discuss Brazo's good luck, the supreme will from the City of Flowing Light suddenly issued an order.

The order was simple and unpretentious, but it made everyone in black look at each other.

"Let a child in black clothes and a brazo go visit the secret vault of dolls."

Nihil watched every move of everyone in the secret meeting workshop through the puppets, and saw the confusion in their eyes.

The corners of his mouth raised and he continued to immerse himself in the paintings.

The game country in his dream is slowly becoming a reality according to his will.

In this process, he needs more believers who understand his own mind and are willing to show his true side.

They must be flesh and blood and cannot be "dolls" who bow their heads to "gods".

This is the knowledge he learned from Lu Yu, Lulu, and Sera.

The country of dolls cannot be just dolls.

"Lulutis...the theme is..." Nihil opened the envelope Lulu gave him and saw that line of words.

"genius?"

Nihil laughed heartily, and the posture of three briquettes instantly appeared in his mind.

What a genius indeed.

"It can't just be used as a theme...it has to be polished."

Nihil took out Vanessa's painting and said, "If it's a genius... it can include more people."
Chapter completed!