A few minutes later, Samael, fitted with new limbs, stood before the full-length mirror, moving his hands and feet slightly. The sense of lightness and the nerve conduction that felt like an extension of his own bloodline were indescribable.
The ancient serpent made a rough estimate. Though they could not compare to his original parts, they could at least bring out sixty to seventy percent of his strength.
This was simply unbelievable!
Looking at the limbs seamlessly connected to his stumps, Samael could not help but marvel at and praise Touko Aozaki's craftsmanship.
After all, even stripped of his Authorities, his body was still a divine body of an exceptionally high grade. Replicating it was several levels more difficult than merely recreating human components—no less difficult than asking a high school student to handcraft a nuclear bomb.
Yet this high school girl had overcome such a hellish problem using only the materials at hand and the knowledge she currently possessed. It was simply unbelievable!
The future Crown Puppeteer truly lived up to her name...
As Samael adapted to the performance of his new limbs, he could not help sighing in admiration.
In truth, puppeteers had no rank called Crown. The future description of Touko Aozaki was simply, "a puppeteer of the highest caliber."
After the seventeenth century, the magical theory of replicating human bodies had declined. Even highly skilled magi could not surpass antique automatons from centuries ago in the field of artificial dolls, but Touko Aozaki could mass-produce combat automatons whose performance was no worse than those of the Middle Ages.
What was more, this genius magus had broken the absolute law governing puppet creation left behind during the peak of medieval magecraft.
Namely: "Even if one creates a puppet surpassing humanity, one can never create something identical to