Major was a poor Austrian.

At least that's what he thinks, although the Austrians are built on all races, and even the poorest of them have slaves and live the life of slave owners, but Major is not satisfied.

He wanted more.

His family couldn't support his ambition to become an archarcanist, so he turned his mind to the kind-hearted Miss Donna.

Ever since he was with Miss Donna, he has been asking Miss Donna for material assistance to support his research.

For the sake of love, Miss Donna satisfied him again and again, but in exchange for insatiable greed.

His appetite grew, and Miss Donna became less and less able to satisfy him.

So what she got in exchange was unbearable treatment.

At first it was just verbal abuse, then beatings.

When I first saw the injury on Miss Donna's face, Miss Donna told me it was caused by a fall.

Then I saw that she was falling more and more.

Whenever Miss Donna can't meet his demands, he hits her.

I'd love to help Miss Donna, but I'm just a puppet, and I can't do it without the master's orders. I may be the only puppet who knows how to disobey orders, but I won't disobey Miss Donna's orders.

So I could only watch silently - after the incident, Major didn't care anymore, and he would even hit Miss Donna in her cabin.

In front of me.

Miss Donna's father, Mistress Roger, never even found out.

He only cares about his business, not his daughter.

Miss Donna had to submit to Major again and again, and she didn't have so much money, so she went to steal her father's for him.

Finally, one day, her theft was discovered by her father.

Her father lectured her hard and locked her in the house.

Major came that day.

Once again, the lack of money made Major very unhappy, and he scolded Miss Donna loudly, saying that he had lost countless reputations and opportunities by being with her ugly woman for the sake of arcane research, and that she could not even help with a little help, and that she was really a useless woman.

He began to whip hard again.

She pleaded desperately, but to no avail.

She was beaten all over her body, maybe she really couldn't bear it, she called me loudly.

She said, "Sparta, come and help me and stop him!"

Heaven witnesses, I have been waiting for this moment.

I rushed over, grabbed him with my arm, and hit him hard. As a guardian golem, my strength is not something that a trainee arcanist can resist.

Despite his efforts to fight me, I broke his shield with just two punches and knocked him to the canvas with the third.

Then I showed my guard sword.

Yes, at that time, all I wanted to do was kill him!

I swear, that's what I think, if the puppet's oath makes sense.

But Miss Donna realized that something was wrong, and she cried out, "Stop, don't kill him." ”

I heard that.

I don't want to listen.

But I didn't want to disobey Miss Donna's orders, so I chose to slow down my reactions.

Before the command could work on me, I plunged my sword into his throat.

Then stop.

At that moment, I felt extremely satisfied.

I was surprised why I felt that way, but it was a good feeling!

But I didn't expect that this would be a disaster for Miss Donna......

Miss Donna has been arrested.

An Owen died, and Miss Donna, the owner of the puppet, became the culprit.

She was charged with murder.

As much as I would have liked to tell the Inquisition that this was my own act and had nothing to do with Miss Donna, I could not speak, I could not explain any of the actions, and in the aftermath I was incapacitated, and I could only watch in silence as Miss Donna was judged.

But that's not the most desperate.

I was placed in the courtroom as murder evidence, and I saw with my own eyes that Mistress Roger was furious when he learned that he had lost far more than he knew.

He could have saved his daughter, but he claimed that because of Miss Donna's actions, he gave up spending more money to save her from punishment, and Miss Donna was sentenced to life in prison and I was thrown into the trash.

I don't know how long I've been lying in the garbage heap, I just know that my body has rusted and rotted in the long wait. But my consciousness remained, and I looked at the day, the earth, the busy life of the world, and I didn't know what the meaning of my existence was.

More than one deserter has picked me up and abandoned me.

They didn't think I was worth tinkering with, and I was just waiting in silence.

Waiting to die.

It was a craftsman who gave me a second life again.

His name is Kim.

I still remember his surprise cry when he found me: "Look, I found the head of a puppet." Although it is rotten to words, God willing, its interior is still intact. I'm sure it's a high-level puppet, and if you give it a new body, it'll still move. I'm going to make it my best work!"

In this way, Kim became another master of mine.

I was given a new lease of life at his hands.

Kim is an innovative young craftsman, because he has no precious materials, he can only use the most ordinary materials to shape my body. My body was covered with rags that he had taken from all over the place, and I looked in tatters. But it was at that time that Kim gave me a special ability — I could speak.

Language was a new challenge for me, and I had to struggle to get a character out of it. However this is not the most difficult, the real dilemma is that I don't know what to say.

My intellect is still shallow, and my consciousness is still indifferent.

So most of the time, I just sit there quietly.

Kim sat next to me and talked to me, nagging constantly, and he talked a lot more than Miss Donna.

But I always didn't answer, which disappointed Kim.

When I'm bored, I always think of Miss Donna.

I sat on a tall garbage heap and looked into the distance, thinking, I wonder how Miss Donna is now.

I killed Major, and I killed Miss Donna.

I'm to blame for that.

Now that I have a body and I can speak, maybe I should go to Donna and tell them all about it.

So I decided to leave.

That night, I walked alone.

I'll go back to Miss Donna.

I went to the prison and told the guards that I was the puppet who killed Major in the first place, and demanded that they arrest me and release Miss Donna. However, the guards laughed, saying that they didn't know who had secretly controlled a puppet to impersonate the crime, which was the most creative and stupid way they had ever seen to save people. This method is not destined to succeed, and Miss Donna has no need to save her—she has become seriously ill and is dying.

She didn't live long, so she was allowed to leave the prison and stay at home to die.

I don't know how I got out of there, but their grim laughter is still ringing in my ears.

I felt grief and despair.

I went to Mistress Roger's house to see Miss Donna, only to see Mistress Roger marrying a new wife.

I sneaked into the backyard and saw Miss Donna lying in a hospital bed, she was still alive, but she was worse than dead.

I picked her up, and she looked at me with a sparkle in her eyes.

She said to me, "Is it Sparter? It must be you, and I knew you were going to come back to see me." ”

Even though my appearance had changed, she recognized me at a glance.

She just confided in my arms and died.

When she died, I could feel a beautiful soul flying.

It was an instinct from the Spirit Eater, awakened at this moment.

Then I knew that it was it that brought me wisdom, and it was also that it brought me this special ability.

I put away Donna's soul so she could be with me forever, and I picked up her body and left.

I don't know why I did this, but I don't think Miss Donna wants to stay in that house.

I buried her remains in the woods near her house, where there was a beautiful landscape that Donna loved to go there when she was alive. When I buried her by the creek beside the woods, I could feel the joy of Donna's soul in my body.

Perhaps it's because of Donna's soul that my wisdom has grown by leaps and bounds.

It dawned on me that why couldn't I kill the Ordiners who killed Donna?

I don't need to be afraid of anything, I'm not a life in the first place, I'm just a puppet, and whatever I do, they will think that some being behind me is directing.

That's why Donna died.

In that case, why don't I take action to prove them wrong?

I do what I want.

I returned to Mistress Roger's house and killed him and his new wife.

Although Mistress Roger is a powerful arcanist, and I am just a puppet made out of a pile of rags, he is completely defenseless against me because of this.

After I killed him, I went to the prison and killed the guards in the prison who made Donna seriously ill.

I went on a killing spree because I was a puppet, and at first there was almost no Austrian defense against me, until later they found out that it was a puppet that did all this, so they tried to find me and the mastermind behind me.

But I've gotten smarter, I've used the components of Roger's home, I've reinvented myself, I've changed my image.

Now I only have one last goal left.

The president of the court, the bastard who knew that Major had abused her, but still convicted Donna of guilt. He could have let Donna go, but he had to ask for a lot of money. When Roger refused, he deliberately sentenced Donna to the prison used by the lower class slaves. Because it was a slave prison, Donna was subjected to inhumane torture.

This bastard must die!

But this time, I failed.