Deep within the palace, Minamoto Takuya's gaze swept rapidly across the scroll recording the secret method for crafting Intelligent Puppets. At last, he closed it with a faint sigh.
As expected, the core materials required for these precious puppets were rather rare. No wonder Toneri's Father had created so many combat puppets but had not mass-produced these Intelligent Puppets.
"Luckily..."
During the earlier fierce battle, the main force Toneri's Father had sent out had only been combat puppets without independent consciousness.
The puppets possessing intelligence now stood motionless throughout the palace like sleeping statues.
Having lost their former master's chakra as a driving force, their cores remained intact, but they had fallen into silent dormancy.
For Minamoto Takuya, this was instead a good thing. He only needed to inject his own chakra into them to easily awaken them and make them his own.
Of course, he was not content with merely taking over old possessions.
With a thought from Minamoto Takuya, his figure appeared in the warehouse deep within the palace that was specifically used to store rare materials.
Following the method recorded on the scroll, he transformed his chakra into invisible carving blades and furnaces, guiding various strange materials together and engraving runes.
With his top-tier chakra control, even though it was his first attempt, he handled the process with ease.
Before long, a brand-new puppet with smooth lines and exquisite details was born in his hands.
The instant its chakra core lit up, the puppet's lifelike eyelids slowly opened.
Its inorganic pupils precisely locked onto Minamoto Takuya's figure. Then, a respectful voice, indistinguishable from that of a real person, sounded. "Master."
"From now on, you'll be called Number One." Minamoto Takuya's voice was calm and flat. He had no interest in naming puppets; Number One was merely for