I get regular contact from a doll in Whisper territory, that day.

I've been sewing in my room all morning.

Damn, dammit.

I sew with my own hands alone.

It was no longer possible to harness the power of the Spirit because of the "placing souvenirs" of the wise.

Though it took me quite a while to finish it... it's almost ready.

Blurry kakakashi, brisk wood dust, frightened lions - characters from The Wizard of Oz.

One case at Garrett's Palace led to a lot more royal acquaintances, but there was also a slight mix of five-year-olds and six-year-olds inside. I promised to show them the puppet show.

(I can't do doll magic anymore, can I call it off?

That's how Weiss, the magic sword, who was gobbling in bed, talks to me. By the way, he didn't seem to like the detailed work, and the mysterious tragedy of the Kakashi doll's head exploding if he helped me. It was a terrible case... Forget it.

(I think it's unacceptable to break a promise to a little girl.

You can move a doll by hand.)

(Then I can't give you three or four.

I don't know what Oz's Nantyarra is about, but it's not all about one-on-one dialogue, is it?

(I'm supposed to ask the Count and Feria to help me.

Oh, speaking of which, King Lereol wanted to leave, too. Because he seems to love his brother and sisters.

You don't have to worry so much.

It's a shame you can't use magic, but you didn't even get your hands and feet, did you?

No magic existed in the first place in my previous life.

But humans have lived for thousands of years.

Magic would be convenient, but I guess it's not essential.

... Is that it?

Weiss didn't respond.

Turn to the window - it looked that way, though it wasn't something that had a face or anything on the sword - I was thinking about it.

Eventually, pompous.

(You, you're a big guy after all, yeah. Awesome.

It's been quite a while since they crushed the doll magic, but you really don't care.

At first, I thought you were not strong enough. But this far is a real thing.

She's a good woman. I knew you weren't getting married.

(Good luck with that because I think Cajero will be blocked for now.

I'll get back to it, but it's not like I don't care.

I don't want to think about what's going on with the kids I've left in the empire, if possible)

Aren't you okay?

The creator for a doll is like a parent in a human place.

Think of Feria. You were trying to make up for what you did. That's what it is.

Besides, there are piles of sage stones over here. It's the one that was embedded in that liaison doll.

You should throw him if you have to. If you were a half-breed spirit, you'd blow it, dokan! So.

I mean, Artie.

That's all I have to do.

Shouldn't we rather be worried about what's ahead?

I think it's a little harder to conquer the world than I can no longer unload the Spirit)

(Sorry, Weiss, I didn't really hear you right now)

It's like a disturbing word popped up that I've never even thought about.

(I'm joking, joking.

But the truth is, what do you think about the future?

Why don't you tell my newcomer what my Lord intends?

If the world wants it, there's a way to do it. If you don't mind, you'll get margaroids in a month.

From then on, well, five years if you're the way people die, and twenty if you can keep them alive.

Conversely, she will live as a regular Duke's Lady. A hero of salvation? If you work Cajero to death, you can erase the memories of everyone involved.

Extreme story, your father and brother's head can also be messed up and become your town daughter or village daughter)

(That's a lot too wide an option...)

Surprise.

Anything, the word was the right situation.

Just, well.

If you ask me if I want to ravage everything and reign, the answer is no.

If we got the world, we'd be taking responsibility for each and every one of the people who lives there.

Can you stand that weight?

I can't. It's impossible.

Pushing everything on Cajero or someone, I would be stuck in my room.

Then what about a flat life...... hmm.

The position of being a hero of the Redemption or the Duke's Lady is really hard.

However, there is a corresponding "good feeling" that I don't want to let go if possible. I am a vulgar person.

Hmm.

It's not very clear.

Let's just get back to our beginnings.

The goal was roughly threefold.

First, remove the anxiety element of the original tear.

I could almost accomplish this, but there's only so much left to do.

Preventing the fall of the Whisper family.

The nightmare the sage had shown me, though the game didn't tell us much about it, gave me a big clue.

There's a complicated conspiracy going on in the empire, and for that, your father's suicide - it looks like he's going to be assassinated.

Besides, I was dressed in a sin without sardines.

We definitely have to do something about it.

Next thing you know, don't go to magic school.

General magic is a waste of time because it's a tease, and I'm the one who gets annoyed and crushed by inferiority where I go.

Your father showed a good understanding, but it was puppet magic. Things are different now.

Sooner or later we need to discuss it. When will I be back from the Empire? Wait to hear from you for now.

The last thing you need to do is stand up as a magic puppeteer.

There's nothing more I can do about this.

However, the handicraft arm that I saw in my previous life is not this blunt either. Maybe we can move on that side.

Hand sewn clothes and plush store. It would also be ant to try dreaming about small places.

And then.

(I wonder if I want to open my own store eventually while cleaning up all the things in front of me...)

It's a little vague, but that's the direction I'm thinking about so far.

(All right, man. So you're finally going to be a big merchant.

Ruling the distribution and manipulating the world from behind, yeah, why not?)

Why, it does.

(Weiss, what kind of eyes are you looking at me...)

(Well, of course it's up to you to make a name for yourself in history.

When it comes to empires, Rustille, the kingdom is the same as around Marua.

I hardly have ambition, but I don't really want a mediocre life.

You look just like a rebirth around walking in a bimyo place)

Speaking of which, the Count would have overlaid Princess Rustyou about me too......

It shouldn't look like a girl like that chunk of pity, but was there something on the drama CD that wasn't depicted?

(So, Ma, I'm kind of hoping you'll do something big while I say it.

... Oh, they finally have something waiting for you. Regular contact)

Eventually it wasn't you, Pelican, who always tells me how Whisper territory was...

Dressed in black, ninja doll.

About 300 of them lurk all over the empire for intelligence, among them a child wrapped in red mufflers against the chief.

Figuzez the name. It's a name I put on myself, just like Valf.

I guess the fact that he's coming out is an extra emergency.

Has the possibility become a reality?

For example, the Whispering dolls revolted, or something.

... No.

Instead, there were more serious incidents in the capital than that.

That was the assassination plot of the current emperor, and it seems to have been a big deal aimed at a ceremony to celebrate his eighty years of age.

But shortly before, the conspiracy was exposed, and the masterminds were imprisoned one after the other. The person who was in the top position among them will be executed immediately.

It's just death and all that lukewarm for the Great Revolt.

The restorative magic forces him to keep his life, while gradually cutting off his limbs.

Such a brutal sentence was to be served.

But.

On the day of the execution, there was no sign of him in the cell.

He was on multiple guards and accomplished jailbreaks.

The subsequent whereabouts may not be known.

The name of the great sinner is Solute Whisp.

It was my father.

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