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"Wait, Lansa, I think I can try..." Art waved his hand to stop Lansa's move and said calmly.

"Eh?" Lanza and Mamo, who had already taken two steps, turned their heads at the same time, looked at Art with some disbelief, and froze on the spot.

"Stop running, come here and cover me." Art didn't hesitate and ran quickly behind Lansha, pushing her and Mamo to the warehouse door. As soon as Lansha poked her head,

Naturally, she was discovered by her grandfather who was about to go out.

"Lanza? You...what are you doing here?" Lansha's grandfather was fine the moment he saw Lansha, but when he saw Art and Mamo, his expression suddenly became serious.

"Uh..." Lanza glanced at Art in confusion, begging for help, but Art had a completely 'let you do what you want' expression and attitude, and secretly gave her a

Thumbs up.

"I, I just thought you guys were suspicious, grandpa, so I followed you here..." Lansha said the truth angrily. She was not a child who was good at lying, and she also knew that it was wrong to lie in front of her grandpa.

Anything necessary.

"Wow, look, who is here?" Duke inside also noticed the commotion at the door, casually threw the puppet limbs in his hand back into the crate filled with straw, and opened it.

Welcome with both hands: "Welcome to explore the world of adults, my little detectives."

Ravens, on the other hand, leaned against the wall motionless, and even turned his head away in embarrassment. As the only combatant present, he had already foreseen the situation in which he would be held accountable later.

"How much have you heard about what we just said?" Perhaps because the people in front of him are just a few children, and they are also his granddaughter and her friends, old Evander's mood is a bit complicated, and he doesn't even know what to do.

What to do.

"Almost...I heard it..." Lanza nodded submissively.

"...Don't tell me, no one can tell." Evander rubbed the corners of his eyes in annoyance, and then said sternly: "Did you hear that?"

"Ugh...I heard it!" Mamo replied in a panic and a bit crying, perhaps because he was frightened by the sound.

"But that, grandpa -" Art was about to speak, but the kind old grandpa was interrupted sharply.

"I'm not your grandfather! Count Sirodal, this is the name you should say when you call me!"

"Yes, yes, Count Silodar..." Art coughed awkwardly. He didn't expect that this old guy who controlled his granddaughter was still so strict with him. Didn't he take anything last night to heart...

"Say it, I'll listen." After scolding him, Count Silodar, Lansa's grandfather, Evander, put down some of his resentment and calmed down.

"I think I can understand the contents of that manual." Art paused, looked at Duke who was holding the manual, folding his hands on his chest, and then looking at him with interest, and said

: "I also know what to do!"

"Haha, it's just you? Are you real or fake?" When Duke heard this, he immediately became happy, put down his arrogance, and said, "These are all things learned by puppets. Do you really understand?"

"He and I both went to the Doll Academy, and his grades were very good!" When she heard that someone doubted Art, Lanza said angrily: "The teachers have said that he knows a lot!"

"...Okay, hehe, old Evander, that's it, isn't it?" Hearing what Lanza said, Duke looked like he suddenly realized something, and while tapping his hand, he looked at it with amusement.

Lansha glanced at her grandfather, but soon returned her gaze to Art, and said: "Of course, my good boy, since you are willing to take my boots back, I will trust you. Come here, kid.

, look what is written in this book."

After receiving the approval, Art quickly ran away from Duke Sirodal, ran to Duke's side, and took the thin instruction book.

"Duke, if unnecessary leaks occur..." Evander glared at Duke with some displeasure and said, "You may have to bear most of the responsibility, you know?"

"Okay, I know... So boy, what is this transmission line..." Duke just responded to Evander casually, and continued to discuss the contents of the book with Art.

On the other side, Lanza and Mamo, under his gaze, slowly and step by step moved closer to Art... leaving Evander alone at the door.

After reading almost the entire manual, Art already had an idea.

The content of this instruction manual is actually quite simple. As long as a layman with a little knowledge of puppetry can easily interpret it, it fully fits the name of "instruction manual". The only difficulty is that there are many steps and it is time-consuming.

"Ravens, come here and help me, and that fat guy..."

"Please call me Shebul! Shebul Sirodar is Lansa Sirodar's father. Did you know?" The fat middle-aged man said with great dissatisfaction. It's okay to be manipulated at will by his father.

, and now being commanded by such a child...where should I put my face!

"Do you have any objections?" Evander, who was standing at the door, glanced at him coldly and said, "You also said that he was wrong when he said you were fat? To be honest, I didn't expect that I would go to the royal capital at all.

In those three years, you actually became so fat! No wonder Lansa’s mother doesn’t want to care about you at all!”

"I know, I know, father, I know I was wrong..." Faced with such mental torture, the middle-aged man named Shebuer could only walk to Art's side in a low voice, and then walked to the side of Art without anyone seeing it.

Angle glared at him and his father fiercely.

"Okay, just follow my command. First, take out all the parts and place them on the ground..." Art said one after another while looking at the book.

Ravens and Sherbul looked at each other for a while, and then according to Art's order, they took out the doll parts from the box one by one and placed them on the ground in order.

Judging from the structural characteristics of the doll, this should be a feminine doll with a slender figure and white and elastic skin. You can vaguely see some translucent lines carved on it. The clothes are also very tailor-made and very light.

It's lavender, with a gem-like luster, but the texture is like metal.

"The last thing is this... what is this? There is another box in the box?" Ravens took out a small box from a crate in confusion.


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