For Miss Hugo, who loves to collect dolls, especially special dolls with spirituality, Prince Ulysses in front of her is simply shining like the sun.

It's different, it's completely different, and when Ulysses proved his strength with his actions, everything about him changed in the eyes of Miss Hugo.

It was the happiness of seeing the person of her dreams come to her alive, the excitement of a girl's hazy fantasy suddenly being realized, and this feeling swept through Miss Hugo's whole body, making her heart beat straight up.

This feeling of joy and happiness even made her can't help but squeeze her hand tightly, for fear that it was just a dream.

It hurts, it means that everything here is real, and the people who only exist in her fantasy really have them in this world, even better than she imagined.

The disciple of the nameless puppeteer, the only one who has inherited the Rose Maiden's crafting skills, is right in front of her! For her crazy doll collector, this is a fateful encounter.

Not to be missed, this is the only thought of Miss Hugo at the moment. It would be the greatest failure of her life to let the prince go from her.

She also wanted him to create more, more cute dolls for himself, if one day he could reach the realm of the legendary anonymous puppeteer and create a dreamy masterpiece like the Rose Maiden...... Just imagine that Miss Hugo's whole body trembled with excitement.

For doll collectors, Ulysses is the legendary god-like being.

"So, I'm still very immature and I need to work harder. Ulysses, who didn't know that his status in the eyes of Miss Hugo had been elevated to "god", took the puppet girl he had just completed in his hand, and commented on this work with great confidence.

"Well, try, try! I'll wait for you. Miss Hugo looked at Ulysses with intense expectation, a heat unlike any girl Ulysses had ever seen.

It is the eyes that really look at "God", full of enthusiasm and love, such pure feelings, even beyond ordinary love.

It can only be said that the puppet skills shown by Ulysses are too good, so good that Miss Hugo's whole heart and soul are infinitely moved. In her eyes, Ulysses was no longer a mortal, but a great man who needed her to worship.

"Do you like this?" Ulysses couldn't figure out how enthusiastic Miss Hugo was all at once, but her liking for the puppet girl in her hand was obvious, and even he could feel the undisguised love.

"Well, yes, yes, very much. Miss Hugo's eyes were fixed on Ulysses and the doll in his hand, whether it was the doll that looked exactly like her, or the Ulysses who created the doll, she liked it.

It was from the heart, without any other distracting thoughts, with wholehearted love. In her eyes, Ulysses, whether it is a puppet or a puppeteer, has a magic that cannot be expressed in words.

She was like a moth drawn to the brilliance of the flames, and no matter what danger the flames had, they would crash headlong. In the face of this magic, she willingly became a captive.

"Well, I'll give it to you. "For Ulysses, this is just a small work for practice, and even the raw material is the most ordinary log, but with the help of cutting and separation, its quality has been slightly changed, so that it can be stored for a long time.

Compared to his current most intuitive comparison target, the Rose Maiden, this child created based on Miss Hugo is still too simple, and if such a small thing to Miss Hugo can make her happy, it will be the best.

"Really?" Miss Hugo's eyes shrank suddenly, such a spiritual doll, even in her collection, is the best of the best, a treasure that money can't buy, the prince in front of her really wants to give it to her?

Wait, this must have some special meaning, as the erudite and talented master of the library, Miss Hugo quickly thought of many of the conventions that circulated among the puppeteers.

It is said that there are only two possibilities for a good puppeteer to make a doll that is exactly like him for someone special in his lifetime, and the idea is strong enough to give the puppet spirituality.

The first possibility is that this person is his enemy who has nothing to do with the heavens, and the puppeteer poured all the hatred, curses, and madness into this puppet, so that it has a terrible spirituality. Out of such a crazy mood was born a doll used for curse killing, a doll that brought ominous and death.

Another possibility is that the puppeteer fell in love with someone, but there was no way to confess it, and the repressed love affair was transferred to the puppet created by the puppeteer, and finally became the embodiment of the person he missed. Since then, many puppeteers can no longer distinguish the difference between the present world and fantasy, and regard such dolls as their lovers.

Dolls are originally works of art created by human beings imitating themselves, and everything about them is a projection and fantasy of human beings' own feelings. They are fantasies born of human beings but more than human, and they are a reflection of humanity itself.

Obviously, Ulysses created a second type of puppet, and sending this puppet, which represents his own fantasy, to the prototype of the puppeteer, represents the most solemn thing of the puppeteer - the marriage proposal.

Just as a musician will give a beautiful piece to his sweetheart, and a painter will paint the most beautiful portrait to give to his lover, Ulysses's current behavior has been completely interpreted by Miss Hugo.

Although she didn't really say that, she could give herself the doll she wanted, which was the greatest respect and confession to the owner of the library.

So, do you want to accept it? In the rising sun, Miss Hugo looked at Ulysses in front of her with shy eyes.

Doesn't she like this gift? Impossible, this time Ulysses is confused, the girl's mind is really hard to guess.

One step, in Ulysses's opinion, was just a simple step, and he could not guess how much courage Mademoiselle Hugo had to take this step and how many difficulties she overcame.

Eventually, she managed to get to Ulysses and took the doll girl from him that was exactly like herself.

(To be continued)