Novel & Cerita The Master Puppeteer Book

The master puppeteer coldly snorts " I'm only going to protect you only, I don't care about the lives of others." Eunuch Ye was dumbfounded by such a character, so General Li had to intervene “Master puppeteer? I have heard of you and your techniques through rumors, but my lord, how can I convince him to help you? General Li did not know him deeply, but what he could hear is that he was a very strong martial expert, his strength was based on the manipulation and control of people to fight for him, it is said that he has a technique that can control a person totally so that this one becomes his puppet, that only obeys his orders. Now that he has seen him in person and also the young man who m

What was even stranger was the wooden figure in front of Horace Sawyer. A wooden… puppet? It had a cylinder-shaped head, square-shaped body, and round wooden limbs. Based on how Horace was still sitting on the ground with a horrified look, he was also confused about this. However, Felix sensed that this wooden figure had sprung out of Horace to block his attack! Felix felt like he was in a dream. He felt a terrifying energy coming from this wooden figure—somewhere along the levels of mastery of Transcendent Realm and Grandmaster Realm. What was this?

I gulped hard at the sound of his voice that sounded like a spell and him, the master of that spell, and I felt like a puppet who'd do whatever her master ordered. And just like that, I went straight for his buttons and started from the chest. My hands trembled slightly as my head registered what I was doing. The scene was so erotic because of our positions. But I quickly shrugged that thought off and reminded myself that I was only a maid who was doing the bidding of her master.

“Of course you are the master of the puppet master. I will never even touch even one string without your permission.” He scoffed, not really believing me still; he didn't say a word and just left. I listened to him leave to make sure he was far away before I even took a step. I followed a lone string on the floor back to where it belonged. At the end of it was a tangled pile of string. I sat down next to the pile and started weaving. Something I've been doing since the Nightmare Master first discarded him here ten years ago.