Chapter 244: Dummy’s Origin (2)

The island’s guild room, a shack with a slanted roof, a creaky floor, and little protection from the sand. However, it was one of the best among the remaining real dwellings on the island.

“…Congratulations. The Professor seems to like you.”

Zukaken spoke sarcastically while looking in the mirror. Arlos grimaced.

“Don’t mess with me, you fucking bastard.”

“No matter what you say~ It’s true that the best puppeteer in the world, Arlos, revealed her body, and Deculein has put his eye on her~ You are more beautiful than the most beautiful artworks in the world~?”

While chuckling, Zukaken shaved his beard and tidied his clothes. He was probably trying to impress Deculein in his way. Arlos shook her head.

“Whatever it is, Deculein is the same. I still get chills.”

Since she was called Cynthia, she had been obsessed with appearances. She received all kinds of flirtations from both sexes. The reason she hid her body from the moment the specialized magic of Puppetry bloomed wasn’t a big deal; it was just because it was annoying. And because it was dangerous.

That was a big reason why she had to team up with Gerek and Zukaken. Gerek didn’t care about humans, and Zukaken didn’t care about women.

“…We can finally get off this crazy island~.”

“Go and do your work.”

Zukaken and Gerek’s mission was to work on the tunnel and draw the frame of the magic circle on the outskirts of the island. It was difficult to persuade Gerek, but in the end, he agreed when they said that he could get proper revenge only if they left.

“Yes, yes. I can do just about anything to get out.”

Zukaken combed his hair. He neatly parted it sideways, revealing his old self.

“Right. Where’s Deculein? Your job is to escort him.”

“He’s in town.”

“Town? Oh, you’re remotely escorting him with that crappy doll now?”

Now Arlos was controlling a scarecrow. She was on Hikikomori Syndrome levels of a shut-in, so she avoided outside activities. More importantly, she could avoid Sylvia’s magical surveillance in this place.

“Crappy? It’s a puppet that can at least kill you. Also, I don’t want to be with the Professor for no reason. The way he was looking at me-”

“He wasn’t mean.”

“…”

As he said, it wasn’t lust or evil. Rather, it was pure. He truly marveled at her as if he were looking at a work of art. It was a shower of praise that made her uncomfortable.

“It’s not bad. If I use this face for profit… there would be nobody like the Professor.”

Arlos shook her head with a slightly sour face.

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The Voice’s Island, at a long and special house at the center.

I visited Sylvia’s residence. In case of danger, Arlos’s scarecrow was placed nearby.