Chapter 142
Before I could say anything, Alderson slowly raised an arm in a smooth circular motion.
He stopped his arm at shoulder height, and at that moment, like a curtain descending after a show, numerous threads fell from his arm.
Clack...
And there appeared a puppet, tied to those strings.
It appeared without warning, but I wasn’t surprised; this was just how magic worked.
“This is what the puppet looks like before it is infused with ‘information.’ How does it look to you?”
“It just looks like an articulated doll made of wood.”
The puppet wore no clothes and had no eyes or ears. Its body was so rigid and unshaped that it was impossible to tell whether it was male or female.
Truly, it was a wooden puppet in its most minimal form.