Gust is a male elf with long golden hair. His hair falls on his shoulders like a waterfall. It is soft and shimmering, but carries an indescribable gloomy feeling.
Because he had not been out for a long time, his skin was so white that it was almost transparent, as if one could see the light blue blood vessels underneath through the skin. Under the illumination of the magic, it looked even more crystal clear.
He was dressed in white, his loose robe fluttering in the wind, with delicate silver patterns embroidered on the collar and cuffs, adding a touch of elegance.
However, his slightly droopy eyes and pale lips made him look pitiful, as if he was a wronged little woman, inexplicably arousing pity.
But at this moment, he was looking at Merlin and Alex with slightly angry eyes, which destroyed his originally gentle temperament.
Merlin looked at the elf in front of him with a unique temperament in shock, and couldn't help asking, "Are you the rare genius in the alchemy world, Gust?"
Not only Merlin couldn't believe it, even Alex was full of suspicion.
After all, in their cognition, Gust was an old man who was nearly two hundred years old. But when they saw his iconic pointed ears, they realized that he was an immortal elf, and they were relieved.
Gust looked at the box of gold coins scattered on the ground, picked up one, put it in his mouth and bit it, nodded and said, "It's me. Didn't you come here specifically to find me? Wow, it's indeed a gold coin, and it's the federal gold coin with the highest gold content."
Merlin looked at the densely packed dolls around him, and his curiosity was piqued. He couldn't help but ask Gust: "Did you make all these? These dolls are..."
Gust snorted and proudly declared, "These are all my wives!"
"Wife?!" Merlin's expression suddenly became extremely strange, and Alex couldn't help but muttered in a low voice: "Who would treat a doll as a wife?"
"Don't be so confident," Merlin raised his hand and said with a smile, "In my hometown, many people take paper dolls as their wives."
Gust crossed his arms and complained with a slight pout: "You two are the same, you must be looking at me with strange eyes. Humph, I'm used to it. Anyway, I'm not understood by the world. You don't like these puppet wives, you don't understand their goodness at all, we are not the same kind of people at all."
As he spoke, he walked to a life-size doll, gently stroked the doll's cheek, and said intoxicatedly: "Dolls are so good, they will never lose their temper with me, and will listen quietly to whatever I say. I don't have to worry about them betraying me, nor do I have to bother to coax them, they stay by my side quietly every day. Their beauty will never fade, and will always be as moving as when I first saw them. Unlike those real creatures, they have all kinds of complicated emotions and demands, and it's too tiring to get along with them. Only my doll wives can give me the purest and most stable company."
At this time, Alex couldn't help but complain: "Master Gust, have you ever been hurt in love? Have you been hurt? How can a doll compare to a real woman?"
Gust suddenly yelled angrily, "Shut up! You don't know anything! Those women keep saying they love you, but what is the truth? They just use sweet words to deceive you, your feelings, your money, and even my alchemy drawings! They played me like a fool, and finally betrayed me mercilessly! Every time, I treated them sincerely, but what did I get in return? Endless hurt and deception! Only my puppet wives will never betray me, never hurt me!"
Gust's face flushed and he trembled with emotion.
When Merlin saw Gust's expression, he knew that Alex was right.
Just then, his communication crystal rang, and he saw that it was a message from his teacher Harrington.
Teacher Harrington sent a message saying, "Gust has suffered many emotional injuries, been betrayed by many women, and been cheated of money and alchemical drawings, etc. As a result, he has become extremely distrustful of women and finally fell into paranoia. We in the alchemy circle know that there may be something wrong with his brain. He always has unreasonable delusions. Don't mention these things when you invite him."
After reading it, Merlin just wanted to say that it was too late, but...
Merlin walked up to the dolls. They were so beautiful, even gorgeous. They looked exactly like real people.
The exquisite face and delicate skin texture make it seem as if every doll is infused with a soul.
Merlin couldn't help but reach out his hand to touch her, but Gust stopped him like a calf, shouting, "Don't touch my wife! Take your dirty hands away!"
Gust snorted and waved his hand. The display cases in the room that held the dolls began to spin rapidly, hiding the dolls behind the walls like a magic trick, as if the room full of dolls just now was just an illusion.
Gust sat on a vine chair and waved his hand. The gold coins on the ground flew into his space ring as if pulled by an invisible force.
He said slowly, "This money is your compensation for breaking into my house and disturbing my babies. Go back to where you came from. You want me to help you with alchemy? Humph, I'm only interested in alchemy dolls. I don't plan to participate in other alchemy at all. Haha, I'm a disgusting person in your eyes anyway, keeping company with dolls..."
Electrolux's face was full of disgust and he couldn't help but curl his lips. What kind of compensation requires one million gold coins? This elf is quite shameless.
Merlin, however, thought that this was nothing. He thought that if this happened on Earth, someone like Gust would be called a high-level collector.
Merlin waved his hand and said sincerely: "Gust, don't think so badly of others. I actually understand you!"
Gust looked unconvinced and sneered, "Who are you kidding? I've met many people who said the same thing. In fact, they all wanted my help in the field of alchemy. You don't understand what alchemical dolls are, and you don't understand their beauty."
Gust's eyes softened, and he looked in the direction where the puppet had just hidden, muttering, "This is the best research I've ever done. These puppets I made, my wives, actually exist in reality, but you just can't see them and don't understand this field. In my perception, they have their own joys, sorrows, anger, and happiness. They are my closest companions and my warm harbor in this cold world."
Merlin couldn't help but sigh when he heard Gust say that. He slowly stood up and said with his back to him, "I thought you knew enough about this field, but it seems that I thought too much, Gust, you don't know anything at all!"
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