Chapter 547 It won't take long
"Great! I'll go with Asti right now!" Bertrand's eyes lit up, and he grabbed Behefinger's hand and ran out of the safe house again.
"Wait a minute, just use teleportation."
Behfinger rolled his eyes speechlessly, then teleported away while holding him up.
Dusk Villa.
The two appeared precisely in the lobby of the annex.
The Twilight Villa, whose exterior had peeled away to reveal its golden interior, was finally restored through the tireless efforts of the dolls, and was even more exquisite than before.
Akemi Miyano walked down the stairs with a gentle smile on her face. She walked up to Bertrand, gently took his hand, and led him toward the specimen room that had been converted into a doll-making room.
Bechfenger followed behind.
Pushing open the door to the specimen room, a finished female doll stood in the center, but it had no magic and its eyes were empty, appearing lifeless.
Similarly, there are very obvious connecting points on her exposed areas.
Neck, arms, wrists, etc.
These are all human body parts from different owners, but the skin color is not much different, and overall there is not even any sense of difference.
This was clearly carefully selected.
Bertrand circled around her, but there was no surprise in his eyes.
He raised an eyebrow slightly and poked the mark on her wrist. "Ah, as expected, a doll that isn't made from a perfect whole is imperfect."
"Well, it's barely passable."
He chuckled, turned to look at Behrfinger, and winked at him.
Behringer shrugged, took out her wand, and tapped it on the forehead of the human-part assembly doll. A point of dark blue fluorescence immediately entered her brain.
Suddenly, the sound of bones cracking rang out. The doll blinked slightly, its eyeballs darting around to look at everyone in the specimen room. Finally, its gaze, like that of all the other dolls, gently fell upon Bertrand.
Bertrand looked at her, blinked, and then smiled brightly, "From now on, you'll be called Maria~"
“Okay,” Maria replied with a slight smile.
"So happy~ I have another standard doll~" Bertrand pressed his hands together against his cheeks, his eyes sparkling with innocent joy.
"Oh, right, let's go take a look at Scotland too."
After hopping and skipping around Maria, Bertrand seemed to suddenly remember something and stopped.
Bech, the tool-like magician Finger, yawned softly and followed behind him with seemingly floating steps.
The room where the Scottish specimens are currently housed is not far from the specimen room, only a few rooms away.
Bechfenger: Would you like to see how big this place is first? (^v^)
Upon entering, one sees Scotland placed on a specimen table.
The muscles on his limbs were cut open, exposing the bones underneath. Bertrand leaned over to take a look.
There are many black spots on the bone.
"Ah, these can't be kept." He took off the blackened piece of bone and took out an identical bone from the cabinet next to him and put it back on.
Behringer squatted down beside them and tapped the blackened bones with his wand. "These bones don't seem to have a very long shelf life."
Bertrand, who was busy assembling bones, chuckled upon hearing this, "Because this doll won't be used for very long, this material is sufficient."
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