"Hey, hey! Didn't you agree that I'll do it after I give the order? Go back to your seat!" Tedder, who was behind the table not far away, looked a little distressed and shouted, "You want the people around you to do it?"
Are other people disturbed?"
"But the new boss, this white-haired boy is running away, I have to stop him, right?" The half-ogre scratched his head and looked at Tedder at a loss. He seemed to have inherited half of the strength of the cannibal troll.
At the same time, it only inherited half of human intelligence.
The existence of this half-human, half-ogre troll is often seen in some remote areas. In some villages with a small population, incest marriages often occur, and the children they give birth to are, for some reason,
There is a high chance of becoming such a half-ogre troll, but compared to the obvious inheritance of this advantage, there are more people who inherit half the size of a human, and at the same time only inherit half the IQ of a cannibal troll.
Humans no longer look any different from plants.
"You guys, are you going to kill me if I don't do it?!" Ravens swallowed. Facing such a behemoth, he still had a hard time making a move.
If it were in an open area, he would have many ways to kill this monster, but now he is indoors. The narrow stone wall can easily cause the knife to flick away. Even if he uses a bomb, there is a high chance of accidentally injuring himself.
There really wasn't much of an advantage against such a monster who could beat him to pieces with his fists.
"Of course this is not possible, Mr. Ravens." Faced with such a situation, Tedder was also a little embarrassed. Why did you, a guy, run away so quickly, which directly provoked the people waiting near the door to attack you.
Seeing that the half-orc troll in front of him no longer looked at him, Ravens also understood that this must be a misunderstanding, so he put the long sword behind his back.
"How about it, Mr. Ravens? In fact, the power we have prepared here is no worse than a seventh-level magician. When the time comes, you only need to find him for us. As for how to take him down, we still have the means.
"While Ravens calmed down, Tedder filled in what he had left unfinished.
"As long as I'm not asked to participate in a head-on battle." Tedder's words made Ravens a little moved, but in order to show his attitude, he still looked unconvinced and continued: "You know, Demon Hunter
, it specifically refers to a hunter who hunts monsters, rather than someone who fights against people. That kind of guy is called an executioner, or a murderer, and it won’t be me anyway!”
"Of course, of course." Seeing that Ravens reluctantly agreed, Tedder breathed a sigh of relief, then tidied up the things on the table and said, "Then please go to the carriage behind and we will return to the security station.
Get to know the other people involved in this operation and some other matters."
"Okay..." Ravens nodded and followed the Orc Troll and Tedder to the carriage in the backyard.
"Sit tight, get in the car and set off."
"Wait! Are you sure you want me to sit with this half-cannibal troll!"
Looking at the small carriage that had been filled to the brim by the half-ogre troll alone, as well as the two horses with half of their bodies lifted in the air, Ravens thought about whether he should run there alone.
This is my idea. But unfortunately, the Security Bureau is set up in the North District. If I run there by myself, it will probably be dark.
"If you have your own way to get to the security station quickly, that's fine." Tedder looked inexplicably unconcerned. Although half the front of the car was tilted forward, he still looked like "There's no problem at all." !' expression.
"...can I sit on the roof of the car?"
"Of course you can, but be careful not to crush the roof of the car. It will not be good if you hit the people inside."
"Don't worry, I already feel that this carriage should be solid." After saying that, Ravens climbed onto the roof of the car. As expected, because the carriage was completely filled, even the top of the carriage was covered with water. There are some bulges. Although I am not light, it is quite difficult to press through them.
"Ready, let's set off." With that, Tedder waved the reins, and the two strong horses driving the carriage moved their strong hind legs, dragging the carriage and galloping away. ...and ran out...
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At the academy, with the help of Teacher Sarayetti and the fact that the parts of the doll were selected to be easy to assemble, the doll had been assembled before the afternoon.
"Uh, it's so ugly..." Lansha frowned and sighed as she looked at the unskinned doll in front of her. When the doll had no skin, most of its body surface was wooden. It's yellow and smooth, and it really doesn't have much aesthetic appeal. The eyes are also the same luminous goose egg as Tiyi's before, and it feels quite funny after seeing it too much.
"Let's not talk about whether it looks good or not. Have you all remembered the steps I took before?" Sarayetti shook her shoulders. The long operation made her arms a little sore.
"Yes, I remember everything." The three of them nodded. Because of Art's supervision, Lansa and Mamo also rarely read Sarayetti's teachings carefully. Although it may not be all, most of them are I'm sure I've remembered some of it.
Art, on the other hand, has previous experience, and coupled with this consolidation, he is already able to assemble the dolls by himself.
"Are we going to start applying the skin?" Looking at the bare doll and the reconciled skin mud on the side, Mamo was already a little ready to make a move.
"Do you want to come by yourself? Please do so, I will lie down for a while." After saying that, Sarayetti yawned and lay back on the easy chair again.
"Let me help you. I still have some experience." Having the experience of squeezing Tiyi's face, Art stepped forward to help Mamo.
Judging from the body shape of this doll, it is the largest among the dolls that Art knows. He is at least 1.7 meters tall and has a relatively tall build. Even without the skin, just looking at it gives people a look. Strong pressure.
"Well, what kind of face shape do you like?" Art recalled in his mind some of the face-shaping techniques in advanced puppet science, as well as the steps required to create various face shapes.
"I like... round, fleshy ones, preferably white ones!" Lanza looked at Art's face, and then gave an example, which was obviously describing Art's face.
"...I don't think this face shape goes very well with this body type." Although Art could tell that Lansha was referring to himself, once he put this face shape on such a tall doll, he would always be confused. I feel like it's quite inconsistent...