Chapter 104: Future Valkyrie, this is 'God's Swordsmanship'!
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Deya held two constructs in his hands, one arm and one leg.

After completing the First World Remembrance, Deya received a character card of 'Abel Duval'.

This character card allows Deya to temporarily transform into 'Abel Duval' and gain his ability regarding construct puppetry, which can be used three times in total.

Deya himself thinks this thing is useless. This character card cannot enhance any combat power at all.

The main reason why Abel Duval was able to create powerful construct dolls was that he was an eighth-ring wizard of the school of conjuration.

If we ignore his ability as a wizard and only have his puppet-making skills left, the best he can do is create an 'inflatable doll' that is lifelike and looks like a real person.

But when I think about it this way, this character card actually... seems to be quite useful?

Open an inflatable doll shop to make money?
Holding back the complaints in his heart, after seeing Sallyste who was missing an arm and a leg, Deya suddenly realized the purpose of this character card.

If he gave up his power and just created a "prosthetic limb" that was exactly the same as a real person's body and could be used at will, it would be a piece of cake for the puppeteer.

There are many mages who study constructs, but most of them study the power brought by constructs.

However, mages like Abel Duval, who study anthropomorphic constructs and are extremely obsessed with details, are extremely rare.

Before the day when the stars changed, Deya commissioned his family to find materials.

The material is not precious, it just needs to be not easily broken and realistic enough. Deya did not add any functions such as magic missiles or magic machine guns to this prosthesis.

The construct Deya had been created long ago, but it happened to be the day when the stars changed, so he had no chance to hand it over to Sallyste.

Today, Celeste came to visit our house, and Deya just took out this gift.

"Lord Deya, this is..."

When Sally saw the construct that Deya took out, she guessed something.

She showed an expression of excitement and disbelief, and the pupil of her golden eye shrank slightly.

Deya walked up to her and said, "Give it a try."

After finishing speaking,

Deya came to Celeste who was sitting on the sofa.

After getting Celeste's consent, he gently lifted up her plain dress, exposing her broken arms and legs.

Sally turned her head slightly and clenched the armrest of the sofa with her only left hand.

Lord Deya saw her ugly severed limb, which made her feel sad and scared.

Would it be too ugly?
But Deya didn't think so much. He looked serious, like a real doctor making a prosthesis for a patient.

After measuring the values ​​of Sally's broken limbs.

He also adjusted the prosthetic limbs in his hands and carefully installed the hands and legs on Sally's severed limbs.

During the whole process, Miss Witch just sat at the dining table and watched without saying a word.

Seeing Deya's serious attitude, Sally's heart gradually calmed down. She just stood there in a daze, letting Deya fiddle with her body.

It wasn't until Deya reminded her that she came to her senses.

"Salister, give it a try, can you move your hands and legs?"

Sally first tried to raise her right hand, but her movements were a little slow and her posture was a little uncoordinated.

But when she saw that her right hand could actually move, Sally was surprised.

"You can lift your hand, that's good. Can you try to control your fingers?"

Deya put one hand on his chin. Even if it was a prosthetic limb made from a character card, it was still his own work and Deya would not allow it to fail.

As for why this prosthesis can be controlled by simply attaching it to the arm, there is no need for any neural connection.

Don’t ask, asking is magic!

Sally tried hard to control her right hand and raised her fingers slightly.

Unable to suppress her excitement, she looked at Deya, then at her own hands, and said with joy, "Lord Deya, my fingers... my fingers can move, but I can't fully control them."

"It's fine as long as you can move. The reason you can't fully control it is because you are not used to it yet. You need to practice more. This construct is designed completely according to the human arm. In theory, it can do everything a human hand can do."

"Lord Deya, I will try my best to adapt and use them well... But, is it really okay for you to give them to me? They must be very valuable."

Sally stared at her extra hand and leg and spoke softly.

"The construct did cost some money for materials, but it's not too expensive, so you don't have to worry about it, Sally."

Besides, your father has already paid for you.

Deya muttered to himself.

My father has become addicted to corruption recently and I don’t know how much money he has taken out of the kingdom.

“As for the technology used in the construct, it is indeed very expensive, but I got it for free, so it cost nothing.

Sally, as long as you can make good use of them and live like a normal person, that will be my reward."

Deya said this as he squatted beside Sally and tapped the prosthesis with his fingers.
The constructs appear to be human arms and legs, but are actually made of metal inside, mainly for the sake of strength.

Deya did not add abilities like touch. The more delicate things are, the easier they are to break. Sallyste probably doesn't care about those functions.

Sallyste clenched her right prosthetic hand into a fist.

She stammered, seeming to want to say something but stopped herself.

Why is Lord Deya so nice to me?

How can I repay you, sir?
This matter made her very distressed.

"Oh, by the way, there's something I need you to do me a favor with, Sally."

When Celeste heard that Deya needed her help, her eyes lit up and she asked hurriedly, "Please tell me what I need to do."

Deya expressed his plan.

It's nothing serious, the main thing is that Deya loves Susaitani and loves this country.

He hoped that one of the former kings would crawl out of the ground and witness the present glory of Susaytani with him.

Now, the number of undead creatures that Deya can contract with the 'Hero Template' has become '3'.

He will set out tomorrow to look for the ruins of Darkmoon Cathedral, and there will not be enough time for Deya to find more powerful corpses.

The best target is Susetani I, a seven-ring strongman who was killed by himself in the World Remembrance.

However, Sussetani's tomb is in the Cathedral of Dawn, and Deya does not have the ability to dig up the tomb under the Pope's nose.

He can only settle for the second best and use other former kings first.

Among the previous kings of Susetani, there is a sixth-ring warrior professional branch "Weapon Master", who can be used temporarily.

A contract does not become permanent once signed and can be terminated at any time.

I'll just wait until I find a better corpse and then change it.

Celeste didn't think too much about it and she agreed to Deya's request without hesitation.

She even helped Deya dig her own grandfather's grave, so she had no pressure at all to dig the grave of an ancestor she had never seen.

She was genuinely happy to even be able to help Lord Deya with some trivial things.

Celeste had dinner at Deya's home.

Black king crab rolls, foie gras from Florence and local specialty bread.

Beef shoulder stewed in a hot pot, cold whitebait cooked with chestnuts, potatoes and plum wine, and finally served with sesame cake.

The dishes for dinner were not very sumptuous, but they were carefully prepared and were delicacies that only true aristocrats could enjoy.

Deya sat at the head of the table, while Lamia and Sally sat opposite him at the lower table on both sides.

There were candles lit on the table, making the atmosphere look deep and peaceful.

The maids placed exquisite dishes on the table, and Deya and others enjoyed the meal quietly.

Sally could not yet control her hands perfectly. She ate in a strange way, with her knife and fork often falling onto the plate, and her manners were very stiff.

This made her always feel embarrassed and bow her head to apologize.

Deya had no resistance to this and even tried to comfort her.

The Cavendish family is not a noble family that attaches great importance to etiquette, as long as basic etiquette is in place, it will be fine.

As a time traveler, Deya dislikes the aristocratic etiquette that requires every detail.

It’s okay to be almost there, too much is as bad as too little.

Lamia, on the other hand, even though she had been captured by the Witch Cult for several years, the etiquette of a Duke's daughter that she had been taught since childhood was already ingrained in her bones.

Except for the time when she was caught by Deya and was forced to eat like a dog, she always kept herself elegant at other times.

Lamia hasn't spoken much since she met Shaliste.

Deya could guess what she was thinking; the witch was sulking.

Deya pretended that he knew nothing about this.

Do I still need to coax her?
It's true that women need to be coaxed, but it depends on the situation.

If you are confident and excellent enough, then just do your own thing and let others accept you instead of changing yourself to please others.

If the other party doesn't accept it, then find someone who does. There are always better fish in the sea.

Since ancient times, deep affection cannot be retained. The more you care about a relationship, the more you will be controlled by the other party, until the day when you suddenly realize it.

Why do those scumbags never lack women? Because they have never been moved. Their feelings are like dust and they never care about them at all.

The less you care, the more you live like yourself.

That unique quality of your own may actually attract women more. In the end, it is the other person who is begging you out of anxiety, rather than you worrying every day about whether she doesn't love you anymore.

Good men should be themselves, while incompetent men should be lickers. Being a licker is a promising career with no investment and huge profits. What if you can lick the goddess?
As for the lickspittles who pay money, they are fools. Those lickspittles who only talk are much smarter.

Of course, if you really meet a good woman, you should love her well and don’t let yourself regret it.

Ahem, Deya felt that he was teaching people bad things, so he quickly stopped thinking about it.

After dinner, I took a rest.

Deya accompanied Celeste for a slow walk in the garden of her villa.

Celeste didn't use a crutch or ask Deya for support. She was trying hard to learn to walk on her own legs with her newly acquired prosthetic limbs.

Sometimes she lost her balance and fell to the ground, getting covered in dirt.

But she still refused all help, just gritted her teeth, tried hard to get up from the ground and walk again.

These are the prosthetic limbs that Lord Deya prepared for her. She must master them and become familiar with their use.

Only in this way can she be worthy of the help given by Lord Deya.

Seeing Celeste's appearance, Deya no longer thought about helping her, but just walked silently beside her.

A strong girl always touches people's hearts.

Lamia followed closely behind Deya, one step away. She suddenly took out a pocket watch from her arms and said:

"It's late, you should leave. Deya has something to do tomorrow and can't stay with you all the time."

The witch's words made Sally, who was happily practicing walking, pause. She looked at the clear night sky with some disappointment.

Yes, it was late at night and it was time for her to leave.

Although she just sat in the living room waiting most of the time today, she did not have much communication with Lord Deya.

However, she was extremely happy to receive the prosthetic limb given by Lord Deya and to practice how to use it under his care.

But when people are happy, time always passes quickly.

Only when you are sad do you feel that time goes so slowly.

Sally felt a little embarrassed. She didn't want to go back to the lonely little house, but she had no reason to stay here.

Besides, if Lord Deya really has something important to do tomorrow, she should not be willful.

"Well, it is indeed late, and I shouldn't bother Lord Deya any further."

Sally said a little disappointedly.

"Lamia and I will go back with you. On the way back, you can continue to practice how to use your prosthetic limbs."

Deya spoke up.

Sally's eyes lit up and she nodded happily.

Lamia pursed her lips slightly and remained silent.

Accompanied by Deya, the three of them walked silently on the streets of Abrana.

They walked slowly, mainly because Sally was still getting used to her other leg.

But no matter how slowly you move forward, there will come a day when you reach the end of the road.

When they arrived at the simple wooden house where Sallyst lived, Deya suddenly said, "Sallyst, don't go to where I live anymore."

"Why? Lord Deya!"

Sally was startled and asked anxiously.

I was worried that maybe I had done something wrong and made Lord Deya angry.

Deya interrupted her and explained a little: "It may be dangerous where I live. I will clear the villa tomorrow."

"Is it... because of His Majesty the King?"

Celeste knew that Deya had offended the royal family.

Although the king was her father, Celeste never called him that, nor did she consider him as her relative.

"Part of the reason."

Deya didn't explain too much. It's not appropriate to say too much about the Witch Cult.

Now that the day of the change of stars has come to an end, His Majesty the King will probably target the parliamentary faction.

The war has been brewing for a long time, and now it is just the calm before the storm.

After hearing that it was not because of her that she could not see Lord Deya, Sally felt relieved.

But she inexplicably developed a dislike for the king and the royal family.

past,

Even though the entire family had always been sarcastic and abusive towards her, she had never hated them so much.

"But don't worry. If you want to contact me, just write to me."

Deya flipped his wrist, and a crow appeared on his palm. "...This is the Death Crow. It will always stay nearby. You don't have to feed it. It is not an ordinary creature."

If you have anything to ask, please write and have it delivered to me."

Celeste looked at the beautiful crow and asked softly, "Can I write a letter to greet you, Lord Deya?"

Deya smiled and said, "If you don't mind the trouble, of course you can. Go back and rest, Sally, and get used to your new hands and feet."

"Ok!"

Deya took Celeste's hand and kissed it.

Only then did Sallyst look back every few steps and slowly walked back to her own cabin.

Back in the house, Sally leaned against the door, covering her chest.

Somehow, she felt her chest was hot, as if a strong emotion was about to burst out.

Lifting the prosthetic limb given to her by Lord Deya, Sally clenched her fists and waved them in the air a few times.

No, I must help Lord Deya and I must repay him.

But what can I do? I can't do anything.

No, there is something I can do!
The power of that unknown god, the knowledge that god left in my mind when he tried to take over my body.

In the past, Sally felt that this knowledge was useless, and she even hated and resisted the god who had made her become like this.

But now she feels that this knowledge is useful and can help Lord Deya!

“Unknown God, I am willing to learn your knowledge, but I will not give up my own will and will never give my body to you.

For Lord Deya, I will never give up. I will dedicate everything I have to him and follow him forever.

And everything you have is my gift to Lord Deya. I will use this unique power that belongs only to me to crush all enemies that stand in Lord Deya's way!

I will prove to Master Deya that I am useful and that I can do more than just ask for your help and sacrifice for me!"

She swore softly.

Sally's right hand moved along the trajectory left in her mind.

That is the 'sword technique of God'. The unknown God has used it to kill countless enemies!

Although, learning from the other party's things will make the god's erosion of oneself more serious.

But Sally was not afraid.

Because she has discovered that the duel between herself and the unknown god is just a contest of wills.

Whoever has the stronger will be the final winner.

This is the relationship between them, they are almost like one person.

Sally believed that she would not lose to the other party in terms of will!

……

It was late at night and Deya was preparing for tomorrow's trip.

He didn't know how many days it would take to explore the ruins of Darkmoon Cathedral this time.

But according to Deya's own estimation, it should take quite some time.

Even if we know the approximate location of the Darkmoon Cathedral, it would probably not be easy to find it.

Otherwise, the ruins of Darkmoon Cathedral would have been discovered long ago in the past seven hundred years.

Deya didn't prepare much, just some clothes to change into and some seasonings.

As a mage, Deya is able to create food and clean water, allowing him to survive even in dire situations.

Moreover, the wizard has the power of cleansing, so there is no need to worry about having no place to take a bath.

The profession of mage is absolutely omnipotent.

He just hasn't learned any new spells for the time being, otherwise he could even use a spell slot to build a house on the spot.

In this case, it is enough to bring as many condiments as possible, and you can change the flavor when hunting some game.

Only when the situation becomes absolutely necessary will he eat the things created by his own magic.

That stuff tastes terrible!
At this time,

The door was pushed open and the witch walked into the house.

Deya, who was preparing something, asked casually, "What did you do, Lamia?"

When he looked up and saw Lamia's current appearance, he was stunned: "What are you doing?!"

(End of this chapter)