These maidservants had noticed Art and his group from the beginning, but they would only react if they approached them purposefully.
"Hello~" Art responded with a smile.
This is actually the first time Art has been greeted by a doll. This feeling... well, it's quite amazing.
Even though we know that the doll in front of us is man-made and its main materials are inorganic metals and crystals, after it is made into a doll, its eyes reflect the light of reason and sensibility.
"Whose child is this? He has black hair and looks like a doll. He is so cute."
"Nana, he is also a guest. Do what you are supposed to do and don't move."
"Hey~"
Unexpectedly, several puppet maids started talking among themselves.
It seems that the light in those eyes is not just worthless gadgets...it seems that these dolls are more like independent creatures than Art expected.
Several interesting questions suddenly came to mind.
"Hey, sisters~" Art walked between several puppet maids and said with his head raised.
"Ah~ he called us sister! Can I hug him?" The cheerful maid named Nana said she could hug him, but she actually hugged Art.
"Nana! I told you, he is a guest!" Another maid who looked very serious hit her on the head fiercely.
"Ah, it's okay, it's okay. Look, this child looks very happy too." Nana didn't relax at all after being hit. Instead, she hugged her a little tighter.
Well, its touch is the same as that of Weima, it is basically the same as human beings, and it even has a temperature similar to body temperature.
"...Oh, you guy, if I had known, I would have sent you to the kitchen to help today."
"Um, if that's okay, can I hug you too?"
Although he looked happy and happy, Ravens's expression, who was watching from the side, could no longer be described as weird.
"Uh, cough, sir, please wait here for a while. When the baron is free, I will come and summon you again." The butler coughed awkwardly for the first time today. Anyway,
He can't stand it anymore and wants to leave here quickly.
"Ravens, on the other hand, still pretended to be ruthless and just nodded in agreement without saying a word.
After receiving the answer, the butler left in a hurry.
After noticing that there were no outsiders, Art was finally able to start asking questions.
"Sisters, how long have you been working here?" After being passed around like a ball, Art forcibly broke away from the restraints of the puppet maid and returned to the ground.
"How long has it been? Hmm... If you say how long you have been working at the Baron's house, it must be almost thirty years~" The maid named Nana is the closest to Art, and she almost doesn't have to think about the questions Art asks...
...or in other words, the answer can be found through calculation.
"Yeah, I've been working for a long time." With Nana as the starting point, the other maids also started chatting.
"Well, serious malfunctions have happened several times. I always feel like I can't move anymore."
"Yeah, but the most powerful one is Nana, right? Haha, a big problem happens almost every month. It's almost completely broken, right?"
These dolls accidentally told these serious-sounding things as jokes...
"Hey, how could such a thing happen?" Nana, who was teased, did not show any anger at all. Instead, she looked a little ashamed. However, her expression changed and she said seriously: "I also want to be like Miss Weimar.
Same, working for the Baron for at least seventy-five years... Well, my ideal is eighty years! Ah, speaking of Miss Weimar, you are the ones who brought Miss Weimar back, right?"
"Yeah, yes." Art responded, feeling relieved in his heart. These dolls finally said something that is unlikely to be said by humans.
"Miss Wilma is very pitiful. She fell in tatters on the sand island." When Art said this, he deliberately had a pitiful and heartbroken tone, as if he was really sad for what happened to Wilma.
.
"Sand Island? Ah... that place... um..." After hearing Art's description, they didn't care about the reason for Wei Ma's suffering, but they cared about the place on Sand Island.
"Also, at the end, she entrusted us to collect some sandworm eggs." Art threw this sentence to see how they would react.
"What?! Sandworm eggs?! Then, have you collected them?" The reaction of these maids was very big, much bigger than Ate expected. Especially the one who seemed to have a higher status.
The maid, out of character, pressed closer and closer to Art.
Their beautiful eyes were full of longing and desire, as if the sandworm eggs were something absolutely important.
What are these dolls thinking about? Why do they want sandworm eggs so much? It can’t be an explosion of maternal nature, pursuing the birth and nurturing of life, right? Then why not get a few eggs, it’s convenient
It's safe, and chickens are better looking than weird things like sandworms.
"Collected it." Art responded, then took a step back and came to a safer area, where Ravens could immediately support him. He recalled that there was a puppet holding a pitchfork in the bakery.
Regarding Ravens, who knows what these dolls can do if they are pushed into a hurry.
"Then, can you give me one? I...I can also pay for it."
"That's not okay. This is Miss Weimar's commission. I can't live up to her expectations."
"...Well, there is nothing we can do about it." The puppet maid with a higher status sighed and returned to her original position.
"Who told me that the person who went to Sha Island was Wei Ma, not me."
"Yes, but Miss Weimar, why do you want to go there suddenly?"
"Probably...there is something wrong with the Soul Stone..."
"..."
After mentioning the Soul Stone, all the dolls fell silent.
At this time, Art, as a child, had the privilege of speaking regardless of the atmosphere and environment.
"Then why do the sisters want the eggs of sandworms so much? Sandworms are so scary." Art asked as if the sad atmosphere did not exist, pulling on Nana's dress.
"Sandworm eggs...are the Baron's favorite food." Nana knelt down, pinched Art's cheek and said, but she was no longer as cheerful as before.
"The baron's favorite thing?" Art asked inarticulately as his face was pinched.
"Yes, Lord Baron... It should be said that he is now Lord Baron's father. He is eighty-two years old this year, but he has been lying in bed for several months. He is already... about to die." When he said this, the people around him were sad.
The atmosphere intensified once again, making all the puppets unable to lift their heads.
"But, Lord Baron, his favorite thing to eat is sandworm eggs. But because of something, he had a bad imagination about Sha Island. He doesn't like Sha Island, and he doesn't want any of us to
Close to Sand Island.”
"Yes. But, we...all of us want to do the same thing as Miss Weimar, but...we can't do anything. We can't defeat the sandworms, and we can't imagine being abandoned on the sand island..."