Is it a psychological effect?

...It seems to have become more magnetic and mature.

Chris frowned.

"What are you doing in there?" she asked.

Apart from a wall, Wien leaned against the door lock and pressed the door tightly against it.

This thin wooden door is related to your vital integrity, and at this critical moment, it cannot be broken through no matter what!

"I...I'm doing something that is inconvenient to tell you!"

He manipulated the ugly little doll and avoided the attacks of the city lord Alic who had entered a violent state, while still having to take time to deal with Chris.

Hearing this perfunctory answer, Chris felt a question mark slowly appearing on her head.

"What the hell are you doing?" She used some strength again and knocked hard. "Open the door!"

Hehe, it is impossible to open the door.

As long as I don’t want to go, I’m sorry that you can’t force a breakthrough in the battle with five scumbags.

Leaning behind the door, Wien was not at all square.

By the way, he not only locked the windows of this house, but also added an opaque shield inside, and the safety factor has reached the highest level.

"Ah right!"

Although she is not worried about her breaking in, she has to divert her attention from the present moment.

As long as you knock the Lord Alic unconscious with the doll and then rob Horace, you can immediately return to normal.

Thinking of this, Wien began to skillfully change the topic.

"Chris! The dress you are wearing today looks so good..."

The doll punched Alik.

"Hmm?" Chris's moody and anger came from outside the door, "Does the clothes I used to look good?"

Ah this...

"It used to be nice, but every day looks better than the previous day."

The doll kicked a jio at Alek.

Chris hummed, and the response was obviously mixed with joy.

“Yes…”

But in an instant, her attitude suddenly changed: "Stop talking sweetly, open the door for me quickly!"

As soon as the words were finished, a strong vibration of "dongdongdongdongdong" came from the door panel behind him.

"Open the door! You have the ability to open the door!"

... So persistent, Miss Chris.

On the other side, Alic waved a huge magic blade at the doll with both hands.

Wien's pressure increased.

"Oh! Boys have their own little secrets. Are you sure you want to come in now?!" he shouted loudly.

As soon as these words came out, the outside of the door became quiet for a moment.

...

When Tasia came to the gate of the city lord's mansion, she saw a messy scene.

The exquisite design that was originally everywhere was already ruined in a blink of an eye, and even the gate of the city lord's mansion collapsed halfway.

"This..." She was a little surprised.

The injured city lord and guards fell to the ground in a row, and some of them were still gushing with red blood.

She immediately stepped forward and used the magic of light.

The glow of stars gathered in her hands like floating dust.

Tasia kept passing by the people, and the dots of light followed her and fell onto their wounds.

However, such a superficial treatment can only relieve the injury, and they will not be able to recover from their actions for a while.

Seeing that they had no worries about their lives, Tasia breathed a sigh of relief and continued to rush towards the direction where the magic wave finally came.

"Is it... a messenger of the god..." Someone murmured to himself in a confused consciousness.

Without paying attention to those people, Tasia's attention at this moment was all focused on the situation she had to deal with next.

It seems that new forces are participating in disrupting the situation.

The city lord is missing now, and Horace is gone.

Could it be that the disruptor was also trying to save Horace?

She suddenly thought of the "doll assassin" who rescued her last night.

Behind it, is there anyone else who is actually manipulating it?

Is there an internal connection between what happened last night and the changes that have happened now?

Tasia only felt that everything was full of mystery.

I can't even catch its magic fluctuations, how did that person control the doll... This is simply contrary to common sense.

She speeded up her feet.

When she arrived at the center of the magic waves, she saw... a doll floating in the air.

There was also the Earl of Alic who was standing on the ground, covered in blood.

Before she could figure out which side she wanted to help, the doll in front of her suddenly screamed "Wuhu!", took off her top hat and put it on her fingers and turned it around several times, then threw it at Alek.

Shadow tentacles stretched out below the hat, as if an octopus had grown from under the hat.

Alik's magic shield shattered as soon as he touched the attacks of these tentacles, and was whipped out by a whip-like tentacle, and fell heavily to the ground, unconscious.

After witnessing this scene with his own eyes, Tasia looked shocked.

What kind of magic is this?

After getting rid of Alek, the doll turned around and revealed its extremely abstract face.

It stared at Tasia.

The joints of the rags of different colors were like extremely ugly scars. When stared at their dark eyes, Tasia felt that breathing became a little difficult.

"You...who are you?" she asked.

"Wuhu?"

The doll made a puzzled move in a vivid way, and reached out to touch his head, which was not wearing a top hat.

...Don't you speak?

It seemed as if it was not hostile to itself, Tasia relaxed a little.

"Are you... manipulated?" she said in a gentle tone, "Please... be sure to answer me, this question is very important to me."

But the ugly doll ignored her request and turned around and looked aside.

I saw that the top hat with tentacles that grew tentacles grabbed Horace who was about to escape with two tentacles, and then used other tentacles as legs to go towards the direction away from the city lord's mansion.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Tightly tied by tentacles, Horace screamed in horror.

Tasia subconsciously wanted to stop: "Wait..."

Hearing her voice, the doll looked at her again.

However, it did not say anything or do anything else, but instead stroked a hand on his chest and bent down to salute her very gracefully.

Then--

It fell down.

It seems that the person behind the scenes has been cut off, and now the one lying on the ground is just an ordinary doll.

No...at least it is much ugly than an ordinary doll.

Tasia stepped forward and carefully picked it up.

She patted off some dust stained behind it, and she lifted it up and observed it carefully.

The doll looks exactly the same as before, but she just could feel that there was something very important missing on it.

Is this the difference between [dead things] and [living things]?
Chapter completed!