As a Sword Saint, I Want to Be a Demon King

"—Number 12, quickly help me up."

She turned her head and said to a puppet next to her.

The puppet walked up to her and helped her slowly sit up from the bed.

The silver-haired girl was taken aback by what she saw next!

——Because Rowling in front of her was bare, without arms or legs.

Only the head and torso!

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She said she was sitting up, but in fact she could only lean on the pillow, and she couldn't maintain a balanced sitting posture like ordinary people.

"I'm sorry, I can't come down to entertain you in person, Sister Jian Ji."

The other party is obviously familiar with the matter of the silver-haired girl:

"So I have to let the puppets do it for me. Do you want some tea?"

"No, thanks."

Egwene quickly calmed down:

"I had already drunk a lot when I came here."

Realizing that her current image was somewhat suspicious, she took off her hood, revealing her original face.

"Wow, you really are a beautiful person."

Rowling looked at her in surprise:

"And it's silver hair, even more beautiful than grandpa's hair."

Uh.

Someone glanced at Moses beside him in embarrassment.

There was only a doting smile on the latter's face.

"When I first saw Rowling, I thought this guy was a pervert who tortured his granddaughter."

She secretly pondered:

"It doesn't look like it now."

"Wait a minute, I'll change clothes..."

Rowling twisted her neck and moved sideways with difficulty:

"Number 6, bring me that black dress here."

she said to the other puppet.

"Let me come."

Egwene glanced at Moses, walked over and opened the closet.

She took out several black dresses from the inside and showed them to Rowling, who happily chose the last one.

"Sister Aiwen, you didn't ask me."

Looking at the dress in the other party's hand, Rowling sighed:

"I didn't run away immediately in fright... I didn't react the same way as other people."

"Why run away?"

The silver-haired girl sat on the bed and held her in her arms.

Then he kissed her lightly on the forehead as he usually did with Xianya.

"Wow wow..."

Rowling blushed immediately.

She leaned against the other's chest at a loss, and looked up at the silver-haired girl.

Ai Wen also looked down at her, her eyes full of tenderness.

"Jowling is a genius at making puppets."

Probably because the two were young girls of similar age, the sage Moses did not prevent Egwen from being close to Rowling.

He stood there and said:

"I had high hopes for her since I was a child, and I let her touch puppet since she was 6 years old."

"But at the age of 11, Rowling was not satisfied with the existing technology and wanted to invent a new puppet herself."

"At that time, I admired her idea very much, so I gave her a workshop on her 12th birthday...then an accident happened."

The silver-haired girl stroked Rowling's smooth hair without saying a word.

——she understood that it was best for her to be a quiet listener now.

"Sister Aiwen, my new invention is very powerful."

Rowling seems to have fallen in love with this beautiful silver-haired sister, and her spirit has improved a lot:

"It can increase the power of the puppet by more than 10 times in an instant, and the speed and power can be greatly improved..."

After talking enthusiastically for a while, his face suddenly became dark.

"But I was too excited and didn't pay attention to the safety factor."

"The last puppet exploded violently...and made me what I am now."

She raised her head sadly and asked:

"Am I very useless?"

"Maybe I'm not the kind of genius that grandpa said. I just know how to rush forward blindly, and I don't think about things comprehensively like other people."

"I think you should change your way of thinking."

The silver-haired girl thought for a while and replied:

"I have seen the self-destruction of a giant puppet... that kind of power is like the doomsday, no matter how powerful the strong can resist it."

She patted Rowling's thin back lightly:

"Although it's not appropriate to say that, a technology that you think is useless may be useful in another situation."

Hearing her words, the sage Moses looked a little unhappy.

——It was because of the power of the puppet explosion that Rowling became useless.

The other party actually said that this kind of explosion can play a role?

He began to regret inviting the other party to his home.

"Really?"

But it's different from what he imagined.

Not only was Rowling not angry or sad when she heard this, but her originally bleak eyes shone with brilliance!

"Isn't the puppet I made useless, can it also play its role?"

She opened her eyes wide and asked the silver-haired girl.

"of course can."

Egwen touched her head and answered affirmatively:

"Farnes is now facing unprecedented challenges, and the war is imminent; if you can develop this new type of puppet, it might change the situation of the battle."

"Then I'll try again!"

Rowling eagerly arrives:

"Anyway, all the blueprints are still there, just give me some time..."

Her brain circuit seems to be different from that of ordinary children.

If it is an ordinary person, the trauma caused by such a serious accident will probably become a lifetime shadow.

But she is different, she seems to be the type who becomes more courageous as she gets frustrated, and her persistence in researching new technologies far outweighs her fear of pain.

"—No! I can't let Rowling touch that dangerous thing again."

The sage Moses couldn't bear it anymore, and stopped loudly:

"Miss Garcia, please go back!"

"Grandpa, if you let Sister Aiwen leave, I will ignore you in the future."

Rowling straightened her face:

"I do what I say."

Moses opened his mouth wide and remained silent for a long time.

It turns out that this is a super granddaughter.

Someone secretly laughed in his heart.

She didn't intend to expose Rowling's scars, nor did she want to frame this poor little girl.

From Bazel, she learned a lot about alchemy puppets, among which was a technology similar to the prosthetic limbs on Earth.

Although Rowling can't act like a normal person, at least she doesn't have to lie on the bed like this every day, and even have to rely on external forces to sit up.

And she found that the precision of the puppet used by Rowling to execute orders was so high that it was unbelievably high.

Compared with those old models of intelligent robots, it doesn't feel much better.

——So is it possible to use puppets instead of humans to perform some dangerous operations?

This is a magical world, Farnes is a magical country.

There are magic crystal balls that can be monitored remotely, sound transmission props, and puppets that can strictly execute orders...why can't we create a safe manufacturing platform?