Among the visitors who come to Rozenberk's workshop, few are qualified to be welcomed in by Yorugu's doll maids.
Ms. Imelda is an exception. As a regular customer of Yorugu, they have had a relationship for decades.
"There are so many dolls this time. Don't you only sell three pieces every year?"
"Huh, so you laymen don't understand anything. Those are the works of my disciples."
In terms of craftsmanship alone, under executive-level micro-management, the control of details is beyond the reach of ordinary people. The lifelike puppets made by Ling even made Ms. Imelda unable to distinguish them at the first time.
"Oh, the old man said that he has recently accepted a new disciple, is it you? You are really capable." Imelda looked at the black-haired girl in front of her, seeming to be thinking about her origins.
Ling appeared from Yorugu's side and did some cross-dressing before appearing in front of Imelda. The other party was a local snake in Crossbell City. Although Crossbell City has a population of more than 500,000, Ling did not
I'm sure the other person has seen herself when she was a child. Not only her hair color, but also Ling, who didn't want to reveal her identity, used the skills she learned in the association to change her height and body shape. Ling herself is relatively tall among six-year-old children.
After being taller by another ten centimeters, his facial features after applying makeup are almost that of a different person, and he looks about thirteen or fourteen years old.
"Hello, Lady Imelda. I am a novice puppet master, Koneko. Compared to grandpa, my level is still far behind. From now on, I will leave it to you to arrange my works."
The issue of the soul of a doll cannot be explained clearly in a few words. To an outsider, there is actually no difference between the dolls made by Ling and those made by Yorugu.
The artworks in Rozenberk's workshop are generally high-priced items sold in antique shops. The market prices range from tens of thousands of milliliters to hundreds of thousands of milliliters. Some works have been sold at the Black Auction in the past.
The high price of one million milliliters. As for this batch of Ling's works, Ms. Imelda basically gave an estimate of about 6,000 milliras each. In her opinion, the difference in craftsmanship is not very big, but the reputation
It's still a lot worse. Because Ling has specifically stated that the kitten will not use Yorugu disciples as a gimmick, but is just a new puppet master with no reputation, so considering this aspect, he can only sell them as
Prices of crafts.
"Good boy, good boy, much better than your stingy master. Please visit my store more often in the future."
Ms. Imelda returned home with large and small bags, while Ling was still a little dazed. Although it was only tens of thousands of milliliters, it was far from comparable to the murder commission of the association, but for Ling, it was the first time in her life.
This was not the first time I earned a serious income through dirty work, but through my craftsmanship.
"Hmph, that bitch made a lot of money. So did you, Ling. Don't let her fool you in the future."
Maybe she thinks that Ling will become a famous puppet master in the world of puppet making sooner or later. The price of a puppet that can be bought for almost a cabbage price will soon be several times or even dozens of times higher.
"Hey, it's okay. Grandpa, I'm leaving today. You should also take care of your health."
A few days ago, Ling told Yorugu that she, as the executor of the Body-Eating Snake, would soon leave Crossbell. It was only because the old man wanted to introduce Ling to Ms. Imelda that he was
Stayed for a few days.
Ling has already contacted Dr. Joachim through the black market. Joachim has not yet been promoted to associate professor, and his title is still an attending physician. He has not exposed his true identity on the black market, but Ling still relies on
"Superpower" confirmed his identity.
Both parties to the transaction have disguised themselves, which is the norm in black market transactions.
After handing over the money with one hand and delivering the goods with the other, the 600,000 mira issued by IBC was handed over to the other party in a bearer check, and a glass bottle containing fifty blue pills was handed to her hand.
If you can't get the True Wisdom directly from the stronghold, just pay for it. Now that the d∴g cult has not been jointly suppressed by various countries, it is not surprising that the blue pill Blue Wisdom is being circulated in the underground black market as a banned drug.
matter.
"Remember, take no more than one tablet a day. Otherwise, your life will be in danger." Joachim gave a kind reminder after collecting the check, and then left Baruka's box in the casino.
She got it. The excitement of getting the power made her unable to help but make a victory gesture after Joasim left.
She couldn't wait to unscrew the cap of the medicine bottle, but just before she was about to pour the medicine into her mouth in one breath, a somewhat frivolous voice sounded in the private room where there should be no outsiders.
"I advise you not to do this, Xiaoling."
The "boy" who appeared in front of her with illusory flames was wearing a pink suit, with his left eye covered by bangs and an unknown pattern on his right face.
The name is Ken Parela, the No.0 Clown who is the executor of the Body-Eating Snake. It is a bit strange that he will appear here.
"That drug dealer with ulterior motives must have said it too. Taking too much in one sitting can be fatal."
"This is our first meeting, no.0. Why are you in Crossbell? Also, when did you get here. Are you planning to stop me?"
"Ah, how do I put this? In fact, it has nothing to do with me personally. It's just that the leader is a little concerned about your situation, Xiaoling. I originally thought that this kind of thing should be impossible. After all, it should be a nightmare for you. You
I don’t think you don’t know what kind of medicine is in your hand, right? I just didn’t expect that I was actually caught. There is a limit to my joke. It’s a bit hard to watch the youngest executor in the association die.
pity."
Kenparela smoothed her bangs from her forehead, and there was a hint of apology in her tone.
"If you disappeared like this, Levi and Joshua would also be very sad."
"What do you know about me? It's obviously the first time we've met. And...and..." When those two people were mentioned, Ling's mood became slightly excited.
"What True Rui Intelligence brings to you is only false power. Even if you can withstand the effects of the medicine and survive by chance, you will no longer be yourself after that. You shouldn't know the experimental data we obtained when we formed an association to break through the d∴g cult's stronghold.
I haven’t seen it. Xiaoling, you should know the fate of those subjects best. Of course, I am just trying to be kind and righteous to advise you. I personally don’t care what you choose to do. Don’t get me wrong.
.”
The clown still had the same frivolous tone, but Ling became a little calmer.
"I'm still too weak and can't change anything. This is the fastest way I can think of to become stronger."
Ling put the bottle on the table, her arms hanging down weakly.
Ken Parela, who saw this scene, shrugged, with a somewhat troubled expression on his face.
"I asked you, are you a little too impatient? Although I don't know what is chasing you, but I think you may have misunderstood. Even if you gain strength by relying on that kind of heresy, you will not be able to achieve first-class results." The clown's words made him
Ling thought it made sense. Although it seemed unconvincing coming from a second-rate guy like her, Ling knew that she was not as simple as she seemed.
"For your age, you are already the strongest among your peers. If you still want to learn something, I think everyone else in the association will be willing to teach you."
After Kenparela left the contact information of the other executors, he disappeared without a trace in the flames of the illusion, leaving only Ling, who was looking at the table in a daze.
In fact, she has vaguely known it for a long time, but she has never thought about it. When she calms down, she will find that her current will cannot even expel the thin curse tainted by the empire, let alone rely on her own will.
Come to control the devil and become a human.
To be persuaded so easily, I probably secretly hoped that someone would stop me, but I didn’t expect that the person who would come in the end would be Ken Parela, a guy who is considered mysterious even within the association. The reason he stepped back from the brink was actually because of Ken
Parreira's persuasion was like a bad joke.
"Anyway, I owe 'her' a debt. Maybe the clown is not as annoying as he looks."
Following the instructions of Pharmacist Qiongta, after taking only one pill, Ling put away the vial containing the blue pills and left the Casino Baruka.
Now that I have been convinced, there is no need to stay in the Crossbell Autonomous Prefecture.
Ling just lost herself for a moment, but she still believed in her own strength.
As Ken Parela said, she still has plenty of time to find her own path.
Therefore, it is time for the kid who escaped from home to go home, otherwise Levi should be worried when he finds that he ran away from home without saying a word.