Golden Federation, Morn City. At this time, Biddy had been carried by Blaze to the place where the magician of the Austrian Council was captured. "Have the potions been adjusted?" Blaze asked coldly. Biddy nodded quickly: "Everything has been adjusted. I guarantee it will take effect after drinking it." Blaze said: "Then go in quickly." But there was an expression of confusion and fear on Biddy's face, and the Platinum Son's old face was trembling, words brewing on his lips. Blaze exhaled impatiently and said, "Do you have anything else to say? Don't waste our time." Biddy hesitated for a moment and said timidly: "Um, Lord Blaze. Can you let me... control a puppet to change a body and then go in? I, my body is really... difficult to move." Blazer looked at Biddy pointing at his degraded legs and his humble and pleading eyes. After a moment of silence, he said, "Where can I find you a doll body at this time?" When Biddy heard Blazer let go, his face instantly showed an expression of joy, and then he was able to control it very well. He said in a humble voice: "Leave this to the villain. Please, Mr. Blazer." Just put me in the room of a male prisoner, and take all the clothes and other things with you."
"On-site transformation? I understand." Blazer put Biddy down and walked into the prisoner's room. He grabbed a male mage and walked out amidst his panicked shouting, and threw him in front of Biddy. The male mage cried bitterly and kowtowed to Blazer: "Don't kill me. I will tell you whatever you ask." "Don't be afraid, we won't hurt you." Biddy showed a gentle smile, although Biddy's smile looked very scary in the eyes of the man. The man looked at Biddy with a terrifying face and was too frightened to speak. "Here, drink this, it's sweet." Biddy took out a test tube with twinkling stars from his arms, unscrewed the cork, and a very sweet smell came out of the liquid inside. The male mage showed an expression of resistance. As a mage, of course he knew what the liquid in this test tube meant, at least it was not a good looked at Blaze with a pleading expression, and Blaze said ruthlessly: "Drink, or die." The man showed a desperate expression, and when he tried to take the test tube with trembling hands, he pretended that his hands were shaking and smashed it to the ground. Biddy guessed the man's plan, and suddenly his eyes flashed fiercely. He rushed forward with his upper body and pressed the test tube into his mouth: "Drink it quickly!!" Under Biddy's force, the mouth of the test tube hit his teeth and shattered, cutting the male mage's lip, and the flowing blood and liquid flowed into his stomach. The male mage was still struggling at first, but soon his hands and feet were weak and he knelt on his back. Biddy closed his eyes and muttered something, and the male mage's body suddenly twitched like a machine. Then he stood up, looked at Blaze with an indifferent smile, and saluted him. "Thank you very much, Lord Blaze. With this young body, I will definitely be able to make a lot of contributions to Lady Lani and the God King she chose." The male mage's tone was clearly that of Servis. That high-pitched voice. Chapter 151: The evil taste of the puppet master Blaze frowned and bared his teeth at the male mage puppet controlled by Biddy: "Don't speak in front of me with this tone, and hurry up and get things done." The male mage doll was so frightened by Blaze that he shivered and instantly returned to Biddy's submissive posture. Biddy controlled the male mage and took out the costume of the magic professor of Rhea Lucalia Academy from the package he carried. After putting it on, he put all the potions on the body on the puppet. The victorious Servais appeared before Blazer's eyes. The half-werewolf looked at the puppet controlled by Biddy, and almost couldn't help but clenched the royal sword with both hands and chopped it down. "Hurry up and complete your mission." Blazer pulled Servis over, pushed him to the iron door of the room where the prisoners were kept, and said angrily. Servis came to the door and said in a harsh voice: "Mr. Blaze, there should be no restrictions on the target selection of the doll, right?"
"No," Blazer replied. After hearing this answer, both Biddy and the male mage puppet he controlled had a satisfied smile on their doll expressed his joy in a sharp tone: "Ah, ah, this is a great good thing that has happened to me, Servis. Please rest assured that I will carefully select the best-quality captives to make me. doll." Then, Servais pushed open the closed iron door, and Biddy, as the real body, said in a submissive voice, "Uh... Sir Blaze, there is no use for the villain to stay here." Would you like to take the villain to a safe room? Well, it would be nice if you could help put some magic books about this world and a few pieces of pyroxene crystals for light. The room does not need to be big. There is a basement that can Just place my puppet.” Blaze's ears twitched impatiently, and he took a step forward, picked it up, put it on his shoulders, and gradually walked away. After entering the room, the remaining "Servais" doll looked at the group of nearly 200 mage prisoners crowded together in the custody room. First, he sorted out the starry sky and black magic professor robes. Then he raised the magician's hat, which showed a golden star map under the brim and a golden thread symbolizing "order" sewn at the mouth. Silent aura filled the air from the puppet named "Servais". . After the male mage was taken out just now, all the mage captives showed uneasiness in their expressions, especially after seeing this mysterious magician come in. This situation deepened. The men and women occupied the front and back of each other. The boys protected the girls from behind. There were also several couples who held each other's hands tightly to beg themselves to overcome this difficulty. Of course there are always some mage captives who don't fit in and don't understand their situation. "My family has a very close blood relationship with a high-ranking noble in the Holy Empire of France. My family can definitely afford the ransom you want. Please release me from this smelly warehouse. Open a separate room to live in." A young male aristocratic mage who was dressed in a mess but still trying to maintain his grace and elegance stood up first. His face was covered with dust and he made his request to Servais. Servais looked him over and over, folding his gloved hands: "Hmm... Useless bloodline, not suitable to be my assistant (doll)." The young noble mage didn't understand what Servis said and showed doubts in his eyes. The next second, a starlight that was too fast to be seen penetrated the young noble mage's eyebrows. His stunned expression froze, and his body slowly lay on the ground. The crowd was frightened and took a few steps back, and those with low psychological endurance screamed. "A group of noisy insects, ah, maybe I can't say that completely. Maybe there are a few high-quality products among you that can meet the conditions." Servis clapped his hands, and his sharp and mean voice covered the prisoners. Screams. The room fell silent, the body of the young noble mage was bleeding on the ground, and the only sound in his ears was the buzzing of flying insects. The fear shown by the mage captives of the Arcane Council towards Servis made the latter very satisfied. He came to the captives and stretched out his hand to point at two female mages with outstanding looks and a taller figure. Others are very strong male mage. "You, you, and you. Yes, stand up obediently." Servais said: "Don't think about playing tricks, if you don't want to become exactly like the corpse on the ground." The crowd in front of the pointed person dispersed automatically, and the male mage stood up proactively as if resigned to his fate. Only the two outstanding-looking female mages squeezed into the crowd with tears in their eyes and shakes of their heads. "I'm counting down to three seconds. If you two don't come out, your friend standing next to you will turn into an unconscious corpse. Hee hee hee." Servais's bad taste came to words were not meant to test the consciences of the two female mages, but were meant to be heard by the people around them. Sure enough, after listening to Selvis's infiltrating laughter, the two female mages were easily betrayed by their companions. They were pushed out of the crowd and knelt on the ground. "Yes, yes, you mortals can occasionally give birth to superior species." Servais's eyes under the mask showed a satisfied color, as if he had seen through their clothes and curvaceous bodies, and was making them into adult dolls. Then you can play with it carefully and appreciate it. Soon he stopped admiring, and his tone became indifferent but still sharp: "Follow me." Then he stood to the side and looked calmly at the three mages who were selected as puppets. The three mages had been betrayed by their companions. They had no other choice and did not dare to disobey Selvis's male mage walked out of the room first, and then the two female mage helped each other out. Servais nodded with satisfaction and followed them, but stopped when he was about to reach the door. "Ah, there is one more thing, I almost forgot." Servais turned around, and there seemed to be an endless galaxy behind him. He said: "I told you brainless insects not to play tricks. But there are always ignorant and weak mantises who dare to block the wheels that can crush their own bodies." As Servais spoke, stars flickered a few times among the male mages and two female mages, a total of seven mages suddenly collapsed among the crowd. The wounds on their foreheads were exactly the same as the body of the young their lives dissipated, the magical ether that had just been condensed in their hands also dissipated.
"The seven mages, well, the magic power in their bodies is much higher than that of trash like you." Servis judged the situation of these seven mages with just a glance, and shook his head with pretense of regret: " They are your mentors, right? They are hiding among you, waiting for the opportunity to escape and ascend to heaven. It's a pity that it was me who met them." "No more petty tricks. The insect is more arrogant than the faded one. If you survive in this room, you can return to your hometown under Lord Roland's kindness like moonlight." Servais looked completely shocked. The residents walked out of the room amidst their own contemptuous laughter. The iron door closed again, without any spell restrictions on it, and the iron door was not even locked by Selvis. But the remaining people didn't dare to go to the iron door at all, even if they just pushed it gently, they might be reborn. Chapter 152: Prepare a doll body for me The next day, after Roland finished handling his own affairs, he also came to Moren City. He took Melina and Ikosela to the temporary residence requested by Servis, pushed open the iron door outside and walked in. "Oh, rare visitor, come in quickly, Lord Roland!" Servais opened the door and saw Roland and the people behind him. He was stunned for a moment and then said in a passionate tone. Roland looked at Servis who came out to greet the guests and was obviously stunned for a moment, but soon realized that the other party was a puppet controlled by Biddy. "Bidi, I should have not summoned your puppet." Roland asked with a frown after entering the room. Servais was just about to give Roland the usual yin and yang, but then he thought that the other person's current status was different from when he first met him, so he quickly changed his mind: "You... ahem, that's a good question, Mr. Roland. Little It’s true that the human-controlled dolls didn’t follow me, but as long as I put on this outfit, anyone can be Servais.” "I understand what you mean." Roland nodded: "So you asked me to come here to see your completed puppets?" Servis nodded excitedly: "Yes, Lord Roland. My potion is very suitable for the native residents of this world. I don't even need the most basic rejection test to feed them the potion directly and make these mages behave." Become my puppet." "Take me to have a look. If the puppet is not disguised well enough, it will be seen through." Roland said, and the group of people walked towards the increasingly dark basement under the leadership of Servis. After pushing open the door of the basement, everyone came to a spacious space, and the light of pyroxene filled the entire basement. The prisoners of the Arcane Council mages selected by Servis all lost consciousness at this time and were kneeling on their backs on the ground, just like they were in the basement at the junction. "Papa." Servais clapped his palms. The applause seemed like some kind of switch, and the puppets stood up mechanically. Their eyes changed from empty to lively, and their bodies stretched and moved like normal people, bending down to salute Roland and others. When the doll stood up, Icosela had already stepped forward with a shield, and Roland and others were guarding him behind him, while keeping a watchful eye on Rodel's knights had heard unfriendly comments about the mage from Blaze, they were worried that Servis was doing something secretly. "Hmm..." Roland looked at Servis and groaned. Servais mentally controlled a slim female mage puppet to walk out of the team. Flames slightly condensed in the puppet's palms, and then it was raised. After the demonstration, Servis said to Roland with great satisfaction: "Look, Lord Roland. The puppets I made are not only the same as living people, but they can even use the skills that the puppets had when they were alive. Whether it is spells or martial arts. They can all be restored perfectly, and no one will notice anything unusual.” Roland nodded and said: "Very good, the next step is to think about how to arrange these dolls among the prisoners returned to the Officine Council. I remember that your dolls can't speak, right?" Servais's original excitement faded. He was afraid that Roland would be dissatisfied because of this, so he said uneasily: "Well, in theory, I can control these dolls to speak, just like the dolls I control now. But in fact, the more puppets I have, the less able I am to control them in such a precise way. Of course, the puppets I made can be set to act according to the original living habits, but if they meet an acquaintance, …” Servais's voice became smaller and smaller, until Roland almost couldn't hear what the other party was saying. Roland pouted: "You don't have to be so nervous in front of me. What happened between you and me at the junction is over (although he hasn't thought of it yet). You only need to think about how to repay Blaze. As long as Lani and the others atone for their sins, I am very satisfied with these dolls. As for the shortcoming of being unable to speak, I have already thought of a solution." Servais slightly dissipated some of his uneasiness and asked, "What is it?" Roland said: "Just return the prisoners in batches. Divide the prisoners of the Offensive Council into three batches and return them. The puppets you selected are mixed in the second batch, and the other normal prisoners are in the first and third batches. As for the issue of not being able to speak, we told the normal prisoners that they had participated in some kind of magic experiment and were unable to speak."
"This is a feasible solution." Servis nodded. Roland said: "Don't forget to modify the memories of these dolls, so that even if there are great magicians in the Arcane Council who are good at spiritual magic and perform memory checks on them, there will be no loopholes. Arrange these dolls as captives You are responsible for your own affairs. If the captives are curious about what magic experiments have been done, you can just use one or two pyroxene magic to fool them. The other party won't be able to tell anyway. The Arcane Council uses the enemy's prisoners to test its own research and development. The spells are not something that can be done in a day or two, they will figure out the rest by themselves." Servis nodded, then thought of something and asked tentatively: "Uh, may I ask Lord Roland. Are all these puppets really going to be arranged among the prisoners?" Roland raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, then glanced at the puppets in the basement. Only then did he notice that most of these puppets were women with outstanding looks, and only a few were men, and even the looks of men were A very handsome one. "You should restrain your bad taste. I don't care about other things. At least this time you must arrange all the puppets for the return of the prisoners of the Austrian Parliament." Roland said. Then he saw that Servis seemed to be discouraged, curled his lips and continued: "Selvis, think about what Blaze would do to you if he knew that you still have old habits that are hard to change. And when When Lani came over and saw you doing these dirty things again, would she think of you as disrespectful to her..." Servis was shocked: "Hey. I understand, Lord Roland. I will carefully arrange these dolls among the prisoners, so please be at ease." Roland turned and walked out of the basement, Melina slowly falling behind. After Roland disappeared, Melina turned back to Servis and said, "I remember that you prepared a replacement body for someone at the junction, right?" Servais was still immersed in the sense of loss that he was about to lose all the dolls. After hearing Melina's question, he directly said with that sharp emphasis: "Of course it's me, who are you, it's nothing." Get out of here quickly. That’s why I hate people who have no eyesight and can’t even tell other people’s moods.” Melina looked a little surprised. She really didn't expect that Roland had just left, and the mage in front of her would reveal his true nature. She smiled and said: "I would like you to prepare a body for me too, with the same appearance and posture as mine now. Can you do it?" Servis raised his head impatiently after hearing this: "You? Oh, it's you..." Obviously, the puppet master recognized Melina's identity, and his tone instantly became flattering: "It's completely fine to prepare a body, but your current body doesn't seem to need to be replaced. And you don't A magician cannot be reincarnated into a new body without the stone used to host the soul." "..." Melina did not speak, but stretched out a finger hidden in her fingers, which were originally covered with scars, were now like broken porcelain, with black and red flames occasionally emerging from the cracks. When Servis saw this flame, he was so frightened that Biddy, who was far away in Stonewell City, seemed to have his heart skip a few beats. "This, this is..." He stepped back and said a little lost his voice. Melina retracted her hand into the brown robe and said softly: "When I was summoned to this world, the golden tree had re-condensed a real body for me. But now it seems that this body will be transformed in the near future. I will reach my limit in the future, so I would like to ask you to prepare the same body for me as a backup." Servis nodded fearfully: "Girl holding the god-killing black flame, I have received your request." "Melina, we're about to leave. Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Roland's concerned voice came from the entrance to the basement, and he came back. Melina turned her back to Roland and gave Servis a silent look. Then she turned around and faced Roland gently: "It's nothing, I'm just curious about the puppetry. I asked a few more questions. Let's go. , the next thing I remember is to go to Leiden City to check the recent results of the patrol team, right?" Only when Melina and Roland disappeared did Selvis dare to take a deep breath. He sighed with fear: "The full moon is above, who is this girl?" Chapter 153: Temporary truce The Upper House of the Offa Parliament fell into silence at this time. The members of the two main fighting factions all had gloomy faces and said nothing. The members of the other factions looked expressionless. After all, the person currently occupying the position of President was not in a good mood. If he showed an expression of watching a show, he might be excused for surgery. "The Golden Federation made a proposal of 'ransom in exchange for prisoners' to our country. Everyone, we, the Austrian Parliament, are being humiliated by the other party." Alois said in a sad tone.
The House of Lords remained silent, no one wanted to speak first. Alois looked at the performance of the congressmen below, and a burst of contempt flashed in his heart. He stood up and waved his hand: "Since everyone is silent, let the Golden Federation send over the list of captives and count them. Members are captured, please redeem yourself. Dismissed." After speaking, the figure of the Speaker disappeared from his seat. Then the silent hall of the House of Lords turned into a noisy vegetable market. Members of each faction were verbally criticizing members of other factions. Some excited members even began to use low-power magic in their hands and throw it at those who were arguing with them. people.