This is a rather thick-looking box, about the same size as a square made of eight basketballs. It is completely dark and has no decorations. There is only a mechanism left in the center of the box.
"Hmm... this should be the head. At least it looks like only the head is left over there." Art also walked to Ravens' side, pinched his chin, and touched the box with a frown.
It feels cold to the touch and has a smooth surface, making it difficult to tell whether the box is made of metal or some kind of rock.
Ravens also looked around, but didn't see any clues, so he casually pressed the button in the center of the box. He only heard a 'bang' sound, and the mouth of the box jumped for a moment, which should be the lock inside.
loosened.
However, unfortunately, Ravens seemed to have picked up the box upside down. The moment he heard the lock open, in full view of everyone, a white head fell out of the hole made at the bottom of the box and bounced on the ground for two seconds.
Down, rolled to the feet of Art...
After everyone was silent for less than a second, Art realized the seriousness of the problem. He hurriedly picked up the doll's head at his feet, rubbed it lovingly, patted the mud off, and observed it carefully.
stand up.
This is a doll head with long silver-white hair and exquisite facial features. If judged by human standards, the age is about fifteen or sixteen years old. It is definitely a girl. However, because it fell to the ground,
It was stained with a lot of mud, but it couldn't cover up its aggressive and coveted eyebrows at all.
But just as Art was wiping it, suddenly, the doll's head opened its eyes, and its scarlet pupils looked straight at him...
"F*ck!" Art was so frightened that he cursed in his native language, but fortunately he controlled his emotions well and almost threw his head out again.
"What's wrong? What happened?" Hearing Art's scream, Duke and Ravens rushed to Art's side to avoid another accident.
"No, it's nothing..." Art gasped, slowly calmed down, and said, "Is this doll still awake?"
While speaking, the scarlet eyes of the doll looked at Ravens and Duke again, but did not speak.
"Well, this is indeed a bit scary..." Ravens couldn't help but shuddered, remembering the scene when he dived into the bottom of the lake and found Weimar. You must know that most of Weima's face was crushed at that time.
, those eyes were still staring at him, and besides, he was underwater. Even though he had experienced many battles and had seen worse things than this, he was still so scared that he ran away.
"Hello, miss, you are so beautiful..." Duke on the side saw this face as beautiful as a fairy, and while she was still just a head, he planned to touch her face with his hands.
Unexpectedly, just as Duke was about to take action, a light yellow barrier separated him from himself and Art, and the chilling air in those scarlet eyes immediately spread out.
"No, no, no, I was just talking casually, just talking, ahem, um." Seeing this, Duke instantly got goosebumps all over the floor and backed away timidly.
Seeing that the aggressor had retreated, the doll turned its gaze to Art again, but this time the majority of its gaze was filled with curiosity and confusion.
"Ha, you are really powerful... But you'd better turn off this shield first. I still have to press it on that body over there for you..." As the 'pedestal', Art was also a little helpless.
He looked at the light yellow barrier around him, and he didn't expect that this doll could do such a thing with just its head.
After hearing Art's words, the doll's head lowered the shield obediently, and Art was unequivocal and immediately directed Ravens and Shebuer to assemble the doll's limbs, and finally the head
The other parts were assembled by myself. After what happened to Duke, this doll was no longer willing to let others get close to its head.
"Duke, it seems that your romantic habits have harmed you after all." Evander, who had been watching from the side, sneered coldly, which made Duke feel ashamed and hid in the corner.
No matter how talkative he is by nature, he is unwilling to say another word at this moment.
After almost two hours, the doll was finally assembled.
He is about one and sixty meters tall, with a slender build and fair skin. He is wearing a thin lavender metal armor and his pupils are blood-like scarlet.
"Tauriel, confirm that the reorganization is complete, parts detection...normal, bone detection...normal, transmission line detection...normal, magic stone furnace mode...low energy consumption, usable time is forty-two hours and thirty-six minutes.
Under normal circumstances, it is three hours, and it is recommended to replenish energy."
After the assembly was completed, the doll lying on the ground quickly reported a long list of maintenance contents, and from it, it was learned that her name should be Tauriel, which sounded a bit like a male name.
"The purpose of the mission... This trip should be to find and deal with an eighth-level registered magician, and to minimize the damage to Fit City. Obtain permission from the maker, the great king: abide by and maintain the minimum legal restrictions
, not subject to any legal liability.”
"What does this mean? Doesn't it matter if she kills someone?" Evander, who was listening on the sidelines, slowly frowned and said, "Why should a doll be given such high authority? I'm not afraid...
…is something wrong?”
"Who knows. However, I remember this was mentioned in the term sheet last night. Didn't you read it?" Duke raised his eyebrows and turned to Evander, showing a proud smile.
smile,
"..." Evander glared at the guy in front of him who always had a playful smile. He was so angry at him last night that he didn't read the second half of the terms at all, so he signed them hastily.
In order to be clean. And now it seems that this should be one of his plots... Anyway, I definitely can't read the term sheet again. God knows what other magical contents are in the second half.
"The model stipulates that you can move freely, and Evander Sirodal should provide an uninterrupted supply of magic stones. Thank you for your cooperation." Tariel seemed to know who Evander was, and immediately focused his attention on the man at the door.
On top of an old man, he bent down and saluted, causing Evander's face to turn blue and white.
Hearing this, Evander felt bitter in his heart... Even if you can move freely on your own, you still have to rely on me to provide you with magic stones? This is not a robbery! But it is obvious that such a thing must be in the terms and conditions
It was written in a relatively backward position, but he had signed it long ago... Damn Duke!