"I originally wanted to give it to Her Majesty the Queen. In terms of performance, it was clearly her exclusive weapon."
Sherlock shook his head regretfully. "But now that I look at it... it still isn't quite suitable. Making an Angel the ruler of Avalon or something like that feels far too dangerous to me."
"Indeed."
Iver nodded in agreement. "I don't want Isabel to use this mask to become the Jester Angel, either. If it only granted her power, that would be one thing... but if it also contained the will of a higher being, I'd still feel a little uneasy."
Although Isabel had also created several puppet masks for other people... including Ligeia, Yulia, and even Iver himself. When he had split apart back then, he had even descended into Isabel's body.
But all of them were people Isabel knew and trusted. She was also certain that their wills were normal, their minds healthy, and that their thoughts carried no indescribable corruption...
Isabel's own puppet mask, on the other hand, had been given to quite a few people. Lily, Selene, Ligeia, and Saint George, for example... Those who had obtained Isabel's puppet mask were all vessels for her descent. As long as Isabel called them and told them to put on the mask, her will and soul could directly cross space and time to descend into their bodies.
--However, they all had one thing in common: their levels were equal. The initiative was actually in the hands of the person wearing the mask... The person wearing the mask retained a clear awareness of being an observer and could take over control at any time. Even if the system was on autopilot, it could be switched to manual control at any moment.
It was like the person wearing the