Can you withstand the power of this sword strike, which has been used twice in the game?

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Milu wasn't unsurprised; she completely understood why the other person wasn't going out!

Still not hearing a response from Miluko, Mati looked back in confusion, wondering why the other person wasn't talking to him at all.

After thinking for a while, he sighed inwardly.

I guess he's determined to take his sister away and is deliberately keeping quiet, right?

Two months ago, Maggie might have tried to stop the heroes and believers from taking his sister away.

But now, he suddenly had the idea of ​​not wanting his sister to stay in the room any longer.

Because... aside from her sister regularly taking out her artwork from her room and delivering the materials, she almost never gets to see her.

In the past, I could let her come out of her room occasionally, and I could still feel that I had such an older sister.

Now, however, he sometimes forgets that his sister exists.

They used to need care, so I still keep them in mind.

Now you don't need to worry about anything. Just take your artwork from the doorway and leave the materials there.

They don't even need help with moving things.

With the Hero System, her older sister can now easily move a complete life-size doll all by herself, without needing any help from me.

The basement door no longer needed to be opened for him; it had become a door that seemed to automatically produce artwork simply by placing the materials at the doorway.

If she had known from the beginning that it would turn out this way, she would have preferred to let the Heroes' Alliance take her away.

Anyway, her ability is to make dolls. Even if she leaves with the Brave 4 Alliance, she will definitely continue to make dolls somewhere.

If that's the case, at least I can follow her around the world and find buyers for her, which would actually make for a pretty good life.

At least it won't become a door devoid of emotion.

As they descended the stairs, realizing that Milu didn't want to talk to him, Mati stopped trying to start a conversation.

Standing in front of a door, Mati suddenly stopped.

Miluko also stopped.

"Have we arrived yet?" she wondered.

“Before I see my sister, I’d like to show you this room,” Maggie said, turning around before pushing the door open.

The small stone chamber had two transparent glass coffins in the view. A man and a woman dressed in formal attire lay in the coffins, surrounded by colorful flowers.

Milu stood there, stunned.

Because the bodies lying in the coffin did not look like two corpses.

It's someone who's asleep.

They look very young, and seeing them immediately raises some questions in my mind.

Why are they lying in coffins?

Are they dead?

If they are already dead, what disease could have caused them to die seemingly without pain?

Or are they really just sleeping?

“These are our parents.”

Maite's words instantly brought Miluko back to reality from her many doubts.

Qiu this...

This is a doll!

“They look very young, don’t they?” Maggie smiled. “They were very young when they died.”

If Mi were alive today, he would probably be a middle-aged man with wrinkles on his face by now.

Si and his companions were killed by the demons.

"My parents used to be in the business of making those dolls too."

In the border region, they helped the military create puppets to interfere with the demon race.

On the way back, he was killed by demons who appeared along the way.

The military certainly sent people to protect them, but tragedy still struck.

Upon hearing this, Milu suddenly felt a chill run down her spine.

and many more……

Mati placed one hand on the coffin, as if gazing at his mother's face, and continued, "I was very young then, and I can hardly remember what my parents looked like."

Actually, it was just two months ago, when my sister went out for the last time, that she made dolls of our parents.

She said that it was her lifelong dream to let her parents sleep here in peace.

Because… never mind.

Because when their parents were found, there were no intact bodies left at the scene.

"Now, my sister makes dolls according to her own preferences and doesn't accept custom orders anymore. It's like she's..."

Let's hone our skills!

Okay, that's enough talk. Let's go see her now.

Maggie rarely brings people to meet his sister directly, so he doesn't talk to others about many things.

And this is the first time that outsiders have seen the doll inside the coffin.

To be honest, he might have had a personal reason for wanting to share these things with someone for a long time.

At the same time, it is also hoped that after Milu takes her older sister away, she can treat this silly older sister who has nothing in her mind except for dolls well.

I walked along the basement corridor for a few meters until I reached the end of the corridor.

The door was tightly closed, and there were no dolls placed outside, indicating that the work was not yet completed.

"Knock knock." Maiti knocked on the door. "Sister Wu, I'm coming in."

Just because she didn't come out of the room doesn't mean that Mitch didn't go in.

Rather, it's more accurate to say that he's always been able to enter whenever he wants.

After all, no matter when she went in, her sister would always be sitting at the table carving materials and making dolls.

"Sister, a hero is looking for you." Maggie's tone changed from its previous formality to a more casual one.

He stepped aside from Miluko.

At this moment, Milu could see inside the room.

The basement was dimly lit, with only a table lamp on. The spacious room was filled with all sorts of unfinished dolls, and the floor was covered with pieces of doll parts.

At the table, a young girl sat with her back to the two people, bent over and hunched over the table, seemingly carving some intricate parts, without turning her head.

Her hair was very long, stretching from her head to her back, covering the stool and extending to the ground like a black waterfall.

"Sister, we have a guest, a distinguished guest. They're not here to order a custom-made doll." Maggie walked up to the table with his hands on his hips, snatched the part from her hand, and said unhappily.

The girl let out an "Ah..." inquiring voice and reached out to take the part back.

Maggie hid the parts behind his back and said, word by word, "A guest has arrived!"

The girl looked down at her pajamas, which were covered in various material scraps, dyes, and adhesives.

Then he turned around and looked out the door.

At that moment, two pairs of lifeless eyes hidden beneath long hair met.

"what……"

"what……"

"We're the same kind... ah."

The moment the two met, they understood that they must be very similar.

And they should be able to understand each other quickly, right?

"Ah... hello..." Miluko first put her hands in front of her abdomen and bowed slightly to greet him.

The other person also got down from the chair; she was about the same height as Miluko, and then nodded in the same manner.

"Ah... hello..."

Her voice was deep and somewhat androgynous, which seemed a bit disproportionate to her size.

"Ah... I'm sorry to bother you..." Miluko lowered her head.

"I won't disturb you..." The girl lowered her head again.

“I have a favor to ask… no… I am the Hero of Thorns, Miluko Zinza…” Miluko said solemnly.

"The Hero of Thorns... Miluko Zinza of the Zinza family...?" The girl seemed to remember something.

"You know me?" Milu asked, puzzled.

“I don’t know you. When your family trains… they should use the puppets I made.” The girl scratched her head. “Ruby Tabas, the Thousand-Man Warrior.”

"Excuse me, what can I do for you?"

Milu stood in front of the door, looking at the brother and sister from afar, and hesitated.

Because... the same thing could happen.

Their parents died while working in the border region making dolls for others.

What if the thousand brave warriors also died in the border region for the same reason?

Then, who will put her "corpse" in the coffin?

Milu stood there, silent for a long time.

She looked down and suddenly noticed something she had been holding in her hand.

That's the information on the [Thousand Heroes].

She held it in her hand from the moment she entered the room, and then forgot to put it away.