Charm

Erna still cared about serving the plate, he mercilessly dropped the snack he made before on the ground, quickly came to Mason, and drew out the dagger from his waist.

Chelsea's face became serious, and he sensed a hint of danger from Carl.

Just when the sword was on the verge of breaking out, and blood might splash on the spot at any time, Mrs. Jerin took a deep breath and scolded:

"put it down."

Chelsea hesitated for a moment, then reluctantly sheathed the sword after she reiterated it again.

"I'm sorry, I'm so excited..." Mrs. Jerin showed her sad face again, "After all, this is my son, yes, you are using it as a puppet, but I think it is my son."

Carl, who heard the words, felt a little pity in his heart, and couldn't help looking at Mason.

"No, again, I'm only responsible for making, not repairing."

Mrs. Jerin held back her anger this time, gritted her teeth and bent down:

"Master Mason, I beg you, my son is very important to me, he is my everything, I don't want him to die, please let him be like before."

This was a very humiliating posture for her. The knight Chelsea next to her wanted to help her up, but she couldn't hold back the stubborn noble lady.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Karl felt that a soft spot in his heart had been hit in an instant.

However, what awaited her was not the answer she had imagined.

"I can't fix it."

Mason's words were flat but firm.

Hearing this, Mrs. Jerin's whole body tensed up, her body trembled for a moment, and then she tried her best to smile and said, "Okay, then I won't bother Mrs. Mason."

Chelsea glared at Mason fiercely before leaving, but in the end he didn't make a move because of Carl's presence.

After closing the door again, Carl stared at Mason blankly, just like when he first saw him, he was so dazed.

"Why..." If you don't help her, you are clearly capable.

"No reason."

Mo Sheng replied without any hesitation, he could imagine Karl's disturbing thoughts now...

After all, there have been such masters, and he will subconsciously favor those who show attachment and love for the dolls.

What about Mason?

His heart became cold. Carl didn't understand at all that repairing the doll was not easy at all.

Carl was really annoyed by his attitude. Mason couldn't see him until after the snack. He looked at the progress of the task mockingly - 75%.

To lose my temper just because of a stranger...

Mason's eyes flickered slightly, showing a trace of indescribable displeasure.

While Karl stayed in his room, he pulled out his dagger annoyedly, and slashed at the wooden dummy he was carrying.

"Mason...Mason...Mason."

In the past, when he endured the whipping of his master, he would always pick up such a wooden figure to vent his hatred in his heart.

"Why did you send me to him?"

There is an invisible bond between the puppeteer and the puppet. Three days after the birth, from admiration to fear, to hatred after coming to the master...

In his dreams, he wanted to chop Mason to the ground and stab him countless times, but he gave up before.

Because he found out that he had developed feelings for this person...

After waiting for a long time, Karl leaned on the bed dripping with sweat, and the wooden figure fell to the ground.

When he calmed down, Carl carefully picked up the wooden figure, brushed the mottled scars on its body, and began to regret again.

After he put the wooden figure away, Karl pushed open the door, checked the surroundings, and then went upstairs. He leaned over the door of Mason's bedroom, listened quietly for a while, and then slipped in quietly.

Mason was lying on his back on the bed, and the sound of his shallow breathing reached Carl's ears, which made his heart itch.

This time was when Mason was in a deep sleep.

Thinking of this, Karl unconsciously became bolder than usual, and cast his eyes over Mason's face, lips, waist, and thighs... Karl inevitably had an irresistible impulse in his heart.

At this moment, the previous scene calmed him down like a basin of cold water.

"Don't linger too long."

Following his memory, Carl found the keys on Meisheng's waist, carefully took out one of them, and was about to step back, but immediately saw...

☆、Strategy: Deadly Doll (7)

But immediately saw Mo Sheng raised his hand...

Karl stepped back subconsciously and made a defensive movement, but the next moment Mosheng just changed his position, and he was still sleepy.

It was a false alarm.

He was inexplicably relieved, stroked the scabbard for a while, and then gently closed the door.

Then he came to the manufacturing room with ease, aligned the key with the lock hole, and then turned the doorknob.

With a 'click', the door opened.

Looking at the puppets in the cabinet and on the ground, an indescribable sadness spread throughout his chest.

The demeanor and behavior displayed by these of his kind are all still, like frozen life.

They are lifeless, and can even be called dead things. The same is true of the original him. The reason why he is him, not it, life gives a clear boundary.

"They're just puppets."

He was almost suffocated by the churning of words in his mind.

When the puppet has a mind, acquires five senses, and knows what emotions are... his essence is finally close to that of a human.

Learn to hide your identity, maintain basic living expenses, and seem to be no different from human beings.

It's just that he knows that the most crucial point is still missing - a freedom.

This is what humans are born with, but the doll is deprived of it at birth... Karl guessed it was hidden in the manufacturing room.

This is the world Karl saw when he opened it for the first time, but he is not familiar with it.

Because it was just a glimpse, Mason took him out.

'Where is he going to put it? '

Karl was a little confused, so he could only carefully search the manufacturing room, but he still found nothing.

The manufacturing room is a relatively empty environment, and it is almost impossible to hide things.

Aware of this, Karl focused on the wooden door on the other side.

Pulling it away casually, his eyes fell on the box.

'It must be this. '

He has carefully inspected other places, and the chance of a secret door is very low.

With a hint of excitement, Carl subconsciously opened the wooden box.

Then, a picture beyond his imagination appeared in front of him.

Inside the wooden box lay a broken doll whose limbs were forcibly glued together. It was covered in blood, and Karl could easily see that it was the blood left on it in the form of splatter.

The puppet's face is very delicate, and it maintains a smiling expression in life, which is in stark contrast to its misery when it died, which made Karl feel a little creepy for no reason.

'crunch—'

Just then, there was another knock at the door.

Carl was taken aback, and his thoughts were pulled back to reality in an instant.

He turned his head stiffly, looked at the door, and saw the young man looking at him plainly.

"What are you doing here?"

At this moment, meeting in such a situation, it is hard not to feel flustered in Karl's heart.

He avoided Mason's gaze and didn't answer.

With a sneer, Mason took out a square silver stone from his clothes, and then clamped it between his index and middle fingers, showing a trace of indifferent contempt: "You are for this thing, right?"

Carl, who was still silent at first, only kept the silver stone in his eyes, nodded involuntarily, and his breathing became a little short.

Mason noticed Carl's expression, smiled softly, and held the stone back in his palm: "What do you have that deserves me to give you this thing?"

Carl was very annoyed, he couldn't tell whether it was because Mason was betrayed by him or his usual expressionless face, or because of his cold attitude of equal exchange.

"Obviously you found me earlier, but you still followed me here, are you planning to play tricks on me?"

Suddenly, Karl thought back to the previous scene in the bedroom and felt ridiculous for a while.

Mason looked at Carl's excited look, and said coldly: "If you don't open the box, I won't expose you."

box……

As soon as he mentioned this, he glanced at the wooden box again. As a puppet, it was hard for him not to have doubts about the situation inside.

"Who is the puppet here? How could it be..."

Facing Carl's question, Mason was silent for a while, then raised his eyes to stare at the box: "His name is Jonah, and when he was protecting me..."

It turned out that this is why he was able to be kept in the box by Mason...

"Then Master Mason, why didn't you fix him?" Carl's tone was a little puzzled.

"Fix?" Mason snorted amusedly, then his tone became low, "Even if it's fixed, so what, he's not him anymore."

Facing Carl's puzzled eyes, Mason continued: "Why do you think the doll is like a human, and it's not because the doll has a 'spirit'."

"spirit?"

"Yes, those are human souls."

Knowing the truth, Karl took a deep breath, was he also a human being?

"Then why do I have no memory?"

"The 'spirit' required by the puppet must be blank, otherwise, wouldn't this be the resurrection technique of the dead? This is a kind of blasphemy, and it is not allowed."

Karl, who got the answer, understood it intellectually, but his mind became more and more blank.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that not only had he wronged Mosheng earlier, but he had even made a mistake and broke into the manufacturing room, which was a forbidden area for puppeteers.

For a moment, shame overwhelmed his thoughts, and he took a deep breath, closed the box, bowed his head, and apologized sincerely: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have opened it."

The reason why he didn't kneel down was because Mason had said that he didn't need to bow down to such an extent.

Mason didn't respond, and after helping him up, he directly mentioned the former Mrs. Jerin: "Since that lady asked me to repair the doll, the 'spirit' on the doll must have dissipated. The son her spirit rests on is nothing more than It's just vain. I've seen too many people who are so addicted to their own world, unable to extricate themselves."

"Why don't I want Jonah to come back to life, but the reality clearly tells me that even if he still has the same body but a different soul, even if he still names him Jonah, it's just a self-deception."

Hearing this, Karl's heart trembled, and he suddenly found himself jealous of a dead person.

However, how does the living compare with the dead? That is a completely different weight.

Just as Karl was in a daze, a silver line suddenly drew across his head. He subconsciously reached out to catch it, and spread it in his palm, only to realize that it was the silver stone he had been looking for.

His heart was first surprised and then pleasantly surprised, but when he looked in Mason's direction, what he saw was the back of Mason leaving.

All of a sudden, his whole body froze, and the emotions in his heart disappeared without a trace, and turned into panic and fear.

This is indeed his 'freedom', but Mason gave it to himself so easily because he wanted to...

Suddenly thought of a possibility, Carl immediately chased after him, and stopped Mason: "Are you going to let me go?"

The young man didn't look back, and asked calmly, "Do you want to leave?"

"No, no, I don't want to leave." Carl waved his hands in a panic, knowing that he had made a mistake earlier.

Carl, who was relieved, naturally no longer prevented Mason from leaving. Just when his figure was about to disappear in front of Carl's eyes, an inaudible voice came.

"Next time ask me directly."

The author has something to say: the saved manuscript is gone, I have to save it, and try to read it every two days.

☆、Strategy: Deadly Doll (8)

Mason has been very strange recently. For several days in a row, he locked himself in the manufacturing room, and let him eat and drink outside the door. When he occasionally saw him, he also frowned, as if he met a An insurmountable problem.

Finally, one day, Mason came out with a rare joy on his tired face. Just as Carl was about to walk quickly to greet him, another person came out following Mason... No, it should be said to be a doll.

He stopped reflexively and looked at this fellow.

The newborn puppet has pure black short hair, and his ice green eyes are still a bit dazed, and he follows Mason blankly, with a trace of attachment that is hard to detect.

Carl tried his best to restrain his facial expression, pretending not to care and said: "This is..."

"Jacob is also a battle doll."

The meaning expressed in this sentence made Carl feel a sense of crisis.

It's also a battle doll... Does this mean that he can be replaced?

"Hi, I'm Karl, a battle doll just like you."

Carl gave Jacob a faked smile and extended his hand in welcome.

"You... good." Jacob was stunned for a while, glanced at Mason, and shook hands with Karl after his consent.

In Mason's eyes, the two puppets chatted cordially for a while, and when Mason took Jacob away at the end, he was still a little reluctant to part.

"What do you think of Carl?"

"very good."

Seeing the ignorance in Jacob's pure eyes, Mason shook his head with a smile.

Back in the room, Karl took out the dagger and stabbed it fiercely on the wooden dummy, restlessness and anxiety occupied his mind.

He knew that at this moment Mason was teaching Jacob some basic knowledge that newborn dolls needed.

It's a step every puppet goes through, but Carl is still jealous.

All he understood was that Mason was with a strange puppet.

Thinking of this, he couldn't calm down, and a resentment lingered in his heart.

"Am I so useless in Mason's eyes? He wants to make another battle doll, or what Mason told me earlier was just a joke..."

After venting his temper, Karl, who gradually calmed down, stroked the dagger for a while, and some inadvertent details suddenly appeared in his mind.

Since Carl came to this castle, Mason has never made dolls or had any contact with the Puppet Association. If he didn't know that Mason is a puppeteer, Carl would really regard Mason as an ordinary nobleman.

These are some things that confuse Carl. After Mason told about Jonah's puppet, he was able to gradually understand Mason's thoughts.

The matter of Jonah is a knot in his heart, so he has never made a doll before.

What is the reason for the sudden change now?

After a period of peace and harmony, Carl would feel a headache every time he saw Jacob and Mason walking together. It was hard for him not to think of the three days after his birth, which was short but important to him. Words are so precious.

One day, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, gritted his teeth and came outside Mason's house.

'knock knock'

To his surprise, Mason didn't fall asleep, but leaned over the table and swiped a quill.

"What's the matter?"

Mo Sheng, who was writing, paused, turned around, and was immediately stunned.

Carl in front of him was only wearing a thin coat with none of the buttons buttoned up, revealing his fair collarbone and two faint spots of blush.

What made Mosheng even more unbearable was that Carl actually took the initiative to hug him after this, and whispered, "Take me."

Feeling the warmth of Carl's body, Mo Sheng was stunned for a moment, then finally grabbed his head and kissed him forgetfully.

At this moment, there is no need to say anything, let the desires that stir each other clearly pass through each other's bodies.

For the first time, Karl was so tough and active, with a kind of madness that made even strangers terrified.

In the end, both of them were panting heavily, and some resentment that Calshan had originally turned into a deep resentment.

"I can not make it……"

"Then you can continue to lie down."

"..."

When Karl put on his thin clothes again, it was already dawn, and Mo Sheng looked at the messy room with an indescribable wry smile.

It's ridiculous...

He actually wanted to reject Carl, but in the end he didn't, because he knew that he might never have another chance, so he might as well have a good time this time without leaving any regrets.

When the hand really caressed Karl's body, watching the original traces gradually disappear, that indescribable subtle sense of satisfaction filled his heart.

Although Carl didn't say anything, he did as he did and didn't hurt himself again.

Mosheng tidied up the room, and when he touched the quilt, Carl's blushing face flashed in his mind, and the hotness swept over him again, but his eyes were still calm...

On the way back to the room, Carl staggered, thinking that he would have to make breakfast soon, he was a little ashamed and angry.

But after such a night, not only failed to dilute his confusion, but deepened his premonition.

Something must have happened to Mason to create Jacob.

And he also felt the resistance of Mason's body at the beginning, but what was the reason for his acceptance afterwards?What is hidden in such complicated eyes?

Carl pursed his lips and lay exhausted on the bed, these questions were still swirling in his mind.

The author has something to say: This is a happy story of being eaten after a self-recommended pillow mat (*￣︶￣)

☆、Strategy: Deadly Doll (9)

Mo Sheng started to write again. If Karl had just paid some attention to it and watched it secretly for a while, he might be able to figure out the doubts in his heart.

call……

The flying falcon, which was no different from before, landed in his hand in the gust of wind.

Stuffing the roll of paper written overnight into the paper tube, seeing the flying falcon disappearing into the night, Mo Sheng's tense heart finally relaxed a little.

He checked the progress of the task.

90%...

This progress seems to be within reach, but in reality it is as difficult as reaching the sky.

After he exposed Mason's own scars, he set up a trick to make Karl misunderstand him and made him feel guilty, and then he deliberately left Karl in the cold so that Karl would sacrifice himself voluntarily...

These did push the progress forward, but not to the last degree.

...It all depends on whether the difficulty of this world is really as dangerous as he thought.

In the next few days, Carl and Mason tacitly assumed that what happened that night never happened, and everything was the same as before.

During this period, Jacob has changed the most. He has a new look almost every day. From being ignorant and lively at the beginning, he has become more restrained. Karl doesn't know whether it is because of Mason's training or Jacob's awakening. The instinct of the previous life.

Karl was convinced that the latter was more likely, since he himself had been on this path before.

The reason why battle dolls are battle dolls is not only because the material they are made of is more conducive to combat, but more importantly, the choice of soul.

The "spirit" of each battle doll must be a warrior who has experienced many battles, so as to ensure that the awakened battle doll is not a crybaby in nature.

The puppeteer naturally has a choice about the "spirit", but no matter what the relationship between the "spirit" of the predecessor and the puppeteer is, after becoming a puppet, it is considered to have cut off the relationship with the previous life.

Becoming a puppet is a new beginning. Although it is not a destiny that one can choose by oneself, it is just like being born from a baby.

Carl's thoughts flashed by, but he noticed that Mason was looking into the distance.

At this time, the afterglow of the sky is falling, and the dense orange has an indescribable tragedy at this moment.

Against such a background, Mason suddenly seemed out of reach.

Involuntarily, Karl wanted to ask about his past life, but the words stopped again, and he changed to something else: "What are you thinking?"

"It could be today, or it could be tomorrow, there will be some trouble here."

Wu Sheng frowned slightly, the information he got was not complete, so he could only infer some things based on some premonitions.

"Do you know who it is?" Carl's heart sank, knowing what Mo Sheng was hiding.

"My enemy, the murderer who killed my parents, now...maybe I will be added."

The ignorant eyes widened, and the tone of voice didn't fluctuate much, but it could make Karl feel a hint of ridicule.

enemy...

Carl took a deep breath, and finally figured out some things. It must be that Mason was not sure how to deal with it, and Jacob was created.

The cost of the battle doll is so expensive, naturally there is a reason for it, except for its fixed heart which is its weakness, even if it is broken or damaged elsewhere, it will not cause problems for a while, as long as the battle doll is in battle, Will fight till the last moment.

"I'll sleep with you tonight to keep you safe."

Then Carl thought of something, and said suddenly, with a sonorous tone, as if he had made up his mind.

"it is good."

Karl's decision fell right into Mo Sheng's arms, and he agreed without thinking about it.

If you are not with Karl next, how can you break through the last line of defense.

"And what about Jacob?" Carl asked after a moment of hesitation.

Mo Sheng understood what he meant, and said, "I think the person who wants to kill me must be interested in the puppeteer's things. I asked Jacob to guard there to prevent the things from being stolen."

Carl naturally nodded noncommittally. Mason had considered everything thoroughly, so there was no problem in his opinion.

Late at night, the castle under the moonlight was extraordinarily quiet.

Shadows are sneaking in under the cover of night. In their eyes, this castle is an undefended girl. With a light flick, everything is in their hands.

The shadows are divided into two batches, and they have different responsibilities.

The leader was a man in a black cloak. He led two of his subordinates and watched the other two leave, and walked directly outside Mason's door.

After lying on the door and listening for a while, he signaled one of them to unlock it.

This kind of door lock was a breeze for them, and they opened the door without any difficulty.

As soon as they saw it, they saw an empty bed.

Before he had time to think about where the target had gone, a blond man appeared from the sky.

"It's a doll."

Even though the appearance of the puppet is no different from that of a human being, a professionally trained thief can still see through his identity at a glance.

'laugh--'

The thief next to the leading man suddenly had an idea, threw out the dart in his hand, and hit the doll's weak point.

In such mid-air, it is difficult for people to dodge.

But the puppet is fine. Karl avoided the key parts, and the dart passed by immediately without leaving any marks on his body.

While his eyes were on Karl, Mo Sheng stopped dormant, pulled out the scabbard with his right hand, and drew his sword impressively.

The next moment, the leader thief who was caught off guard was pierced through his right eye, bleeding profusely in an instant. However, Mo Sheng did succeed in attacking, but his position was faintly caught in the encirclement of three thieves. It can be said that he exchanged injuries for injuries. The way.

The pain of losing his right eye just made the leader thief stunned for a moment, and then he recovered his usual calmness, opened his bloody eyes, and ordered the two thieves to start double-teaming.

Suddenly the situation reversed, Karl couldn't stand it, and immediately prepared to help Mosheng.

"rest assured."

After Karl heard these two words coming from the air, his ignorant eyes slowly deepened, and he even stared at the three of them seriously.

He wanted to persuade them, but thinking of Mason's calm performance, he still stayed patiently aside, just keeping an eye on the four of them at all times, and if something went wrong, he could take action immediately.

"Then let's see your strength."

Mo Sheng didn't say these words, but said silently in his heart. In fact, he had already moved, and the blood dripping in the future was flying in the air, and the sword quickly blocked the attacks of the other two.

After that came the menacing leader thief. He had been adapting to the world after losing one eye before, but he was able to attack at this moment.

Apart from admiration, Mo Sheng's subordinates showed no mercy.

The more you admire the opponent, the more serious you must take it.

He had been using ordinary sword styles before, and the sword skills he had practiced so hard could finally come in handy.

The author has something to say: the saved manuscript was told by the online disk that it violated the regulations and had to be rewritten. It is really a mouthful of old blood.

This chapter is very unpleasant.

Change it tomorrow.

☆、Strategy: Deadly Doll (10)

Meisheng was very good at swords, but he was limited by the styles and weights of swords at the beginning. Now, his swordsmanship level has surpassed that of Mason.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Sheng found a gap in the encirclement, dodged a dagger attack, and he no longer hesitated.

As if he had practiced countless times before, he concentrated his strength on his abdomen, and the sword drew an arc in his hand. At this moment, the wonderful Qi was transmitted from his abdomen to his arm, until his right hand holding the sword...

clang--

I saw an imperceptible white light appearing on the edge of Wusheng's sword, knocking away the daggers of the two thieves one after another, and piercing the throat of one of the thieves in pursuit of victory.

'Hoo uh'...

Without even uttering the last scream, the thief died out of breath.

Mo Sheng, who had killed an enemy, had not had time to breathe a sigh of relief, followed by the leader's vicious blow at this time.

Previously, Mo Sheng wanted to repel the three of them, but he did not expect that he could not form a great suppression of the leader with his sword skills.

At this moment, the bandit leader's right eye was still in pain, and blood flowed from the eye socket to his cheek, making his hideous face made of pain even more horrifying.

'Kill you. '

As a good thief, he will not be swayed by hatred, but he will bide his time for revenge.

But now is the best time...

It was almost a deliberate indulgence, he didn't take action when Wu Sheng knocked his subordinates into the air, but chose now... He used the lives of his subordinates to help him create a chance for revenge.

Cruel?Maybe... He felt that it was worthwhile to be able to sacrifice others in exchange for victory.

After using sword skills to kill people, Mo Sheng's reaction was obviously a beat slower than that of the leader, and he only had time to turn around, unable to make a defensive posture at all.

Just when everything was at stake, Karl, who had been watching from the sidelines, lost his composure. He got closer, and quickly rushed to the two of them, raising his hand and swinging a sword.

The leader, who was about to stab into Mosheng's body, felt the strong wind behind his head. In order to save his life, he had to give up the attack, and rolled around to dodge the swords of Karyu and Mosheng.

The thief whose arm was numb from the shock also returned to the battle situation. At this moment, it has become a 2VS2 form, but it is obvious that the victory has been tilted towards the unknown.

Afterwards, the leader who resisted desperately saw that there was nothing he could do, and just wanted to retreat, but Karl took the opportunity and stabbed him in the left chest.

Feeling the burning pain in his chest, the leader of the thieves was no longer prepared to run away, this time he was really going to die forever.

Next, the leader of the thieves launched a frenzied attack on Aosheng, both in terms of the strength and speed of the attack, and it was another thief who was the same as him.

For a moment, the two were suppressed and fought, and the situation was reversed in an instant, and the two were so attacked that they couldn't breathe.

They know that this is a secret method, and this state will definitely not last long. When time passes, the crisis will resolve itself, but judging from the current situation, they may become a corpse at any time.

Winking at Karl, he barely opened a sword curtain, in exchange for Mo Sheng's time to speak.

"I know who sent you here, but now you should go back to take care of the house, not come here to assassinate me."

The thief who heard the words was obviously unmoved, but Mo Sheng continued to say regardless: "The master of your family can't even save his own life, and it's ridiculous to come here to grab something..."

The sarcasm and Mo Sheng's calm demeanor made the thief dubious, because he didn't even realize that his attack slowed down a little, as if he was thinking about the possibility of this.

'It's now. '

Karl and Mosheng looked at each other, and the next moment they passed by, Karl attacked the leader thief, and Mosheng aimed at the other thief with killing intent.

laugh--

Mosheng turned sideways to avoid the blood splashed by the enemy, and immediately rushed towards Karl after pulling out his sword.

The battle has continued until now, and all three of them have more or less wounds.

The place where Mosheng was stabbed was not serious, this is because he avoided it on purpose, while Karl didn't care about the wound, since it wouldn't bleed anyway, so it didn't matter.

The most serious thing was the leader thief, whose leather armor was stained red with blood under the care of Mo Sheng.

The one eye that was left at the moment gleamed with anger and hatred.

Originally, this was a good job with a good chance, but he didn't expect that the current situation would be caused by his underestimation of the enemy.

This time the leader thief was determined to escape, he knew that staying here would only lead to death, and he didn't want to die yet.

Almost desperately, the leader thief blocked the two of them and was about to rush towards the door, but he didn't expect that Mo Sheng had followed closely behind.

Mo Sheng's swordsmanship has always been very accurate, and this time is no exception.

The sword pierced through the back, along the ribs and directly on his heart.

When he was about to draw his sword, he never expected that the leader thief still had the strength to turn around, and he was extremely cruel to him.

He yanked forward the sword that had penetrated his heart.

The unguarded Mo Sheng staggered suddenly, and then his heart suddenly jumped.

A strong premonition made him take a step back.

The flying dagger grazed his throat and landed in his thigh.

Carl, who rushed over, had only time to support Mosheng, looking at the poison on the surface of the dagger on his thigh, intertwined with worry and fear, and thinking that there were still enemies to be solved, he reluctantly returned to his senses.

Gritting his teeth, he let go of Mosheng temporarily, and after beheading the dying leader with anger, he began to observe the situation of Mosheng.

"Why is there no bloodshed?"

As a battle puppet, he naturally knew the structure of the human body. Although the position of the dagger was not completely pierced on the artery, it also opened a few arteries, so there shouldn't be no blood flowing out.

Is it because of the poison?

For a while, Carl started to think wildly, but Mo Sheng who heard the words shook his head gently: "You don't have to worry, I'm fine."

Seeing Carl's unhappy face, he said indifferently as if he was being amused: "This leg is fake, so there will be no problem of toxin intrusion."

fake?

These words short-circuited Carl's brain, and then Mo Sheng pulled out the dagger on his thigh, showing the wound in front of him.

With just one glance, Karl fell silent...

As a puppet, he naturally knew that this was not human flesh, but the material usually used as a puppet body.

"How could it be?" Carl was puzzled and a little depressed. He had completely kept this matter from him in the dark. He never said it. If it wasn't because of this time, would he have planned not to tell him all this time?

However, Mo Sheng didn't say anything about it, and instead said: "Go to Jacob first, this matter will be explained later."

The author has something to say: It’s a bit long to write about fighting, and killing missions will describe fighting in a large space.

☆、Strategy: Deadly Doll (11)

All the important information about the doll was put in the dark room by the original owner, so Karl and Mei Sheng went up to the third floor,

Even though Meisheng had said that his leg was fine, Karl still walked by his side, protecting him carefully from time to time.

The room leading to the dark room was quiet. Mo Sheng looked at a rough wall, took a deep breath, and slowly placed his hand on it.

'Kakakaka...'

The machine's mechanism rang, and after waiting for a while, a dark path appeared right now.

Before they could enter, a small voice came from the other end.

Sure enough, someone broke in.

Carl and Mason pricked up their ears and listened carefully as they walked forward lightly.

As time passed, the sound began to gradually disappear, and then the world in front of them opened up, and the scene of the entire dark room was displayed before their eyes.

The dark room looks no different from the study of the ignorant, but there are bloodstains on the ground in a large area, especially where the two fell down, the pool of blood formed by the blood flow is even more eye-catching.