
Now, you might ask, "Then, isn't Musashi Miyamoto or Musashimaru also working well?" Or, "If it's because of Mu sashi Province, doesn't it cover the whole of Saitama?" But to do so would be rude.
You don't think, you feel. Such is the character of the mascot.
“Uh... It made me angry how strange it was," said Liscia, looking at the Little Musashibo doll." Still, why are you making something like this?"
"Well, actually .. it turns out my Living Poltergeists work really well with dolls."
With those words, I focused, and Little
Musashibo started to move in plain sight
our. He uses his arms and legs
short to dance. That he's smart
in that case it just makes it more real.
Liscia stared, shocked. "What's this...?"
"When I use it on a pen, all I can do is make it float, but with a doll, I can move it almost as if I were in it. What's more, with the doll, the distance limit is gone."
As of now, I can only manipulate objects up to 100 meters away, but with the puppets, I can send them not only to the fortress city but also outside the walls.
"That's certainly impressive, but... What are you gonna do, be a street performer?" Liscia looked desperately at Little Musashibo.
"Ha ha, now there's an idea. Maybe I'll stop being a king and make a living on the street."
"Don't be silly. I won't let you leave work halfway."
"... I-i know. Anyway, this is the important part."
I gave Little Musashibo two short swords. When I did, despite being made of felted cloth and filled with cotton, Little Musashibo managed to hold two swords that would feel heavy in the hands of an adult man. Little Mus Ashibo poses like Musashi Miyamoto with both swords.
Lescia's Eyes Glowed. "It is impossible ... It's a doll, right?"
"It seems that when a doll holds something, it counts as an optional item for that doll. What's more, it can use items that I equip with fre ely. As a test, I gave the other puppets some weapons and tried to send them to fight monsters. It managed to fight well."
"Monster fighting with a puppet. Wait ... Mannequin from the rumors!"
"Yes. I used a doll that I happened to find around the palace for an experiment."
However, I never imagined there would be rumors about it. I have tried to do my test at night when no one is around to look, but maybe it just makes it feel more like something from a ghost story.
"Thanks to that, I know they can defend against monsters. On top of that, the more experience they get, the better the dolls move."
As I said that, Little Musashibo stretched its still arm
wield it with a short sword, spinning in a circle quickly so you almost expect the "wuss" sound effect to appear. He looked like a big gasing, but he was actually like a side-spinning saw, so he was more dangerous than he had seen.
"Is the training done by the doll reflected in your main body ?" Ask Liscia.
"If it was, it would make it into one broken ability. Unfortunately not; even if the puppet learned to use a technique, I could not reproduce it myself. Maybe it's because I don't have the muscle strength for it? My body is still weak."
"Hm... Why not exercise?"
"I think this is a more effective use of my time to improve my ability to control dolls than to try to become stronger. No matter how much I exercise, I won't be tough enough so it's better than keeping three strong dolls around me."
"That's not the way heroes fight" said Liscia, desperate.
In the fantasy works of my old world, my class of work might be Master Puppet or Puppet Master, perhaps. Those types of jobs tend to be middle-class types of support. It was far from the impression of a medium-range to melee type attacker that most people had as a hero.
"When I see you, I can feel my reflection on how a hero falls to pieces .." said Liscia.
"Ha ha ha..." I chuckle. "Don't worry. I feel the same way too.
About a month since I was called, all I did was domestic politics. Since everything I plan for the next few months is domestic politics as well, can I really call myself a hero? No, I can't. (Rhetorical question.)
Suddenly, a knock came at the door.
"Sorry," said someone, entering with a bow.
It was the palace chief's maid and Liscia's personal servant, Serina. An intellectual beauty who was five years older than Liscia, she was as talented as her appearance, a woman who knew how to get her job done.
When Serina saw my face, she
bow his head respectfully.
"Your Majesty, Sir Hakuya sent word that Sir Poncho and the others have gathered."
"They're here, huh? I've been waiting! "I got up from my chair excitedly, holding Liscia's hand. "Let's go, Liscia."
"Huh? What?!"
When I suddenly grabbed her hand, Liscia flushed.
"Oh, my words, Princess," said Serina. "To think you'd be flushed just from holding hands ... With such innocence, how are you going to attend your night duty with His Majesty?"
"Serina ?! What are you saying?!"
"Please, let me hold your son right away. You know how babies are made, huh?
"Augh! You always tease me!"
Serina is a capable waitress, but she has a bad habit of being sadistic to cute girls. Her employer, Liscia, was no exception. Well, I guess that means their bond of trust is strong enough to make it possible. As long as he doesn't turn that grief towards me, he's a very capable worker.
"Well, we're leaving" I said.
"Hey, wait, David," Liscia objected.
"Be careful!" Serina called. When we left the room, he saw us leaving with a bow.
We picked up Aisha along the way, and by the time we arrived at the meeting room, all the summoned ones had gathered.
At the round table in the middle of the room sat Hakuya the prime minister, Tomoe my sister-in-law, Juna the lorelei, and Poncho Ishizuka Panacotta. If we exclude Ludwin, who was preoccupied with other problems, and Marx, who had handed over the title of prime minister to Ha Kuya and was now managing the palace, he said, everyone present for the personnel collection is here.
"Your Majesty," said all of them, rising up.
"Please, stay seated" I said to them, extending my hand. "I called you all here."
Liscia and I took our seats as well. Aisha was the only one who remained standing, hovering behind me so that she could act at once in case something happened. Honestly, it bothered me because he was standing there, so I asked him to sit down, but he stubbornly refused.
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