After pulling the hooked "fish" out of the dented side wall of the aircraft and throwing it onto the wing, Alice and Brenda stood on the right side of the wing, lowering their heads and silently looking at the incapacitated sneak attacker.

The attacker looked like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy with fiery red hair and dark red skin. His eyes were closed at the moment and he was unconscious.

The hands hanging on both sides of the waist were clenched into fists, and the red skin had a faint sheen. It was more like some kind of glorious porcelain than skin, with a hard texture.

The young man's face was like a mask. The young man's chest did not rise and fall, and he lay motionless on the wing.

He doesn't look like a normal person no matter how he looks...

"This is not a real person." Willett looked at the unconscious red-haired boy, lowered his eyelashes, and quickly made his own judgment, "This is a puppet."

A look of doubt flashed in Alice's eyes. After thinking for two seconds, she said to Brenda in an uncertain tone: "Puppet... does it mean puppet?"

Willett nodded slightly, then shook his head slightly.

He took a step forward, walked up to the red-haired boy, then squatted down, stretched out his right hand wearing a blue full-finger glove, and gently tapped the red-haired boy's smooth forehead, making two soft "dang-dang" sounds.

"Puppet is just a type of puppet. Puppet can also be made of rock, steel, crystal and other materials."

The Magic Guild Leader raised his head and looked into Alice's eyes, his voice as clear and calm as ice and snow, "In the stupid world, puppet masters control puppets to perform stage performances. In the magic world, puppet masters can control puppets, fight, and even assassinate."

Alice's shoulders were straightened and her nerves were tense. She stood on the wing and looked around, with the edge of a sword in her amber eyes.

While she was alert to the changes around her, she asked her friend who was squatting next to the red-haired puppet, "Is the puppet master nearby? How can I find it?"

There was a hint of thinking in the ice blue eyes.

Willett squatted on the wing and stared at the unconscious red puppet. After pondering for about five seconds, he gave the answer: "Puppets are divided into wired puppets and wireless puppets. The puppet we encountered is a wireless puppet."

puppet."

At this point, Brenda paused and said,

"Wired puppets are low-level puppet masters. When controlling puppets to fight or assassinate, they must control the puppets on the spot."

Willett slowly stood up as he spoke, and pushed back his silver hair that fell in front of his eyes. A cold voice came through the mask,

"Wireless puppets are puppets that can only be controlled by senior puppet masters. They don't have any threads on their bodies, and they don't require the puppet master to be present. As long as they receive orders, they can act alone."

Brenda's tone darkened, "In order to perform the task smoothly enough, the puppet master will not give them any pain."

Alice touched her chin with one hand and told Brenda what she was thinking about.

"The target of the puppet master is us, there is no doubt about it. If he knows us well enough, he shouldn't just send out a flame puppet... Unless he doesn't know us well and just uses a puppet as a test

.”

Willett nodded, confirming Alice's idea,

"You are right. But the risk is not small. Although the flame puppet can detect our strength, it also reveals the puppet master's purpose of assassinating us. Since he is not afraid that we will be more vigilant to guard against him, this senior puppet master

, you must be very confident.”

Willett made his own judgment in a calm voice,

"He believed that he could still successfully complete the assassination mission even if he alerted us."

Hearing what Brenda said, Alice's beautiful eyebrows wrinkled slightly, the lines of her lips tightened, and her face gained a hint of solemn gloom.

If, as Brenda said, the mysterious puppet master had strong confidence in assassinating them, then the other party would most likely have made complete preparations and plans. This is definitely not a problem for Alice and the others.

Good news.

Why did the Healing Demon Tower suddenly fall, and why did he and Abu come to this mysterious space? What kind of secret does Opslet hide?

Why do they face the assassination of a senior puppet master?

There are mysteries everywhere. It's like standing in a primeval forest covered in mist. I can't tell the difference between east, west and north. I don't know the way I came from, and I don't know where to go.

Alice hates this feeling. Everything is out of control. Ever since she came to the magical world, all kinds of emergencies have come one after another, giving people no chance to breathe at all.

The enemy is hiding in the dark, planning a conspiracy in the shadows.

But he was like a child lost in the dark.

There are shadows everywhere, step by step, walking between life and death, walking through dangers, almost losing his life several times, and almost losing his best friend in the world.

However, mysteries appeared one after another. Finally, the secret of the purple curse was solved, and the murderer found was the big devil from three hundred years ago.

With his current ability, he simply cannot defeat this enemy. He will take revenge on Creedo Academy and the Violet Magic Family.

Wanting to spend this semester quickly, I went to the far north with Brenda, which seemed so far away across thousands of mountains and rivers.

After finally finding the Moonlight Requiem Grass and rescuing Brenda, the night before leaving the tower, something like this happened again.

However, because he was not capable enough, he was injured at such an important moment and could not exert his full strength, which made Brenda worry and let the cat in the middle get burned by the giant shadow dragon.

Nowadays, there are still puppet masters waiting to assassinate her and Willet. The mystery has not been solved, and the crisis is lurking around, ready to give them a fatal blow at any time.

I have been tensing my nerves, not daring to relax for a moment. I have always believed that one day the clouds will break through and the moon will shine, but what I encountered was the pressure of heavy dark clouds and violent storms.

Alice felt that the string in her heart was getting tighter and tighter, and was about to collapse.

She tried hard to think of a way to deal with it, but her mind went blank and her left shoulder hurt. During the fierce battle with the flame puppet, the wound was affected again, and the bones hurt as if they were being torn apart.

Alice tried hard to look better, she could never fall down like this... This was too outrageous.

There were blurry double images in the world in front of her. Alice shook her head hard and pressed her temple with one hand. Her voice became a little erratic, like white catkins flying in the wind:

"What...should we do with this puppet?"

Willett heard something unusual in the voice, and turned around to see the little blond wizard wearing a black mask suddenly staggered and fell forward!
Chapter completed!