Chapter 171: Puppet Repairer Ansel - III

As she was thinking, Miss Wolf saw Ansel sit next to Ravenna's puppet body and start to fiddle with it.

"..."

"Hmm, structurally, it has indeed improved a lot compared to three years ago. The circulation and flow of ether have become more efficient and concise... but you still haven't completed the upgrade, Ravenna. You haven't devoted more energy to the research of alchemical puppets."

Ansel's hand stroked Ravenna's body. Although it sounded somewhat emotional, in reality, his fingertips had already cut open the puppet's skin, revealing the puppet's body that glowed with a faint silver light.

Ravenna's eyebrows twitched slightly, and seeing her expression change, Ansel smiled and smoothed her eyebrows, "Sorry, it's been three years, I forgot you're afraid of pain."

Even though her neck was twisted like this, the puppet body could still speak normally, just with a slightly off-key voice:

"Hydral, what did you get in exchange for giving the mechanical armor design to the Lost Eye?"

For Ansel, almost everything in this world was within his reach. Ravenna couldn't understand... what benefits could Ansel gain by giving such an important design as the mechanical armor to Soren.

"Well..."

Ansel gently stroked Ravenna's chin — the metal chin that had its skin worn away due to Seraphina's brutal attack.

Ravenna's appearance, or rather, the appearance of this puppet, was more mature compared to Seraphina. In the words of that transmigrator friend, it was a sharp tongue super-sister. If Seraphina's beauty was the sweetness and charm of a young girl, then Ravenna carried the unique charm and allure of a mature woman, adding a contrasting temptation to that indifferent face like a silent iceberg.

Stroking the adorable Seraphina could bring joy to one's body and mind; stroking Ravenna, on the other hand, would likely stir one's body and mind.

"What if I say, it was to get the current fragile you."

Ansel's hand slid down Ravenna's iron-glowing face to her twisted and broken neck. He leaned slightly forward, gazing at Ravenna's puppet body, and softly said, "Would you believe it?"

Ravenna sneered, "I remember Mr. Hydral saying that he didn't need me anymore."

"In terms of etheric studies and alchemy, indeed."

Ansel's fingertips traced over the broken parts of the neck, then paused at a certain spot and suddenly plunged in.

"Guh!"

The fragments originally crushed by Seraphina were all cleaned out by Ansel, and the twisted neck was also corrected by him. Now, the originally delicate and long neck had lost all its skin, revealing a pale silver metallic luster. The resilient magi-metal that could support Ravenna's neck movement was tattered, but to say it was terrifying...

its specific shape was largely restored under Ansel's exquisite craftsmanship, only becoming like a finely carved model with multiple hollows.

If one were to describe it, it was like a hollow lace tube, like a silver holy tree eroded by holes, supporting the skull with a cold and radiant expression.

It was eerie and mysterious, yet carried an indescribable charm.

"Without tools and components, let's make do with this for now." Ansel stared at the work of art born in his hands, nodding in satisfaction.

Ravenna touched her neck and looked at Ansel expressionlessly: "You haven't answered my question."

"Didn't I answer? Oh... right, I just said that in terms of etheric studies and alchemy, you indeed have no value to me."

Ansel said with a light laugh: "But your value is not limited to this."

"My value is limited to this."

Ravenna responded without thinking, her voice was cold and decisive, without a hint of hesitation.

"That's all there is to me."

A comfortable life, daily joys, these things had no value to Ravenna, she focused all her energy and time on learning and research —

No need to eat, just need to replenish nutrient solution every three days, the time to replenish nutrient solution can also be used; no need to sleep, because a short mental relaxation after each research is enough rest time; no need for entertainment, because for her, being able to expand one step forward in the field of knowledge is the best entertainment.

This is Ravenna Ziegler, a despairing genius, a terrifying madwoman.

For this obsessively genius lady, Ansel just put his hand on her neck with a metallic luster and said softly:

"Ravenna, you need to know one thing. The value of a person, most of the time... is often determined."

"Your subjective will, doesn't play much of a role."

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