"...That's how it is. As long as you invest a negligible amount of labor and a little Ryūmyaku energy at the beginning, I can fulfill my promise through puppet techniques."
Using the gentlest tone he had ever employed, Mukade explained his plan to the woman above him.
There was no helping it. His life was in her hands.
After listening, Sāya fell into thought. Mukade's plan was simple: use the Ryūmyaku as an energy source to improve both the number and quality of puppets he could control.
Then, through these puppets manufactured by Rōran, he would in turn benefit Rōran.
Building houses, tending farmland...
Generally speaking, Mukade could replace any simple, repetitive labor with puppets, freeing up more time for the people of Rōran to enjoy life.
Sara looked at her mother. Though she was still young, that did not mean she knew nothing about such matters. On the contrary, thanks to her mother's teachings, she fully understood what this represented.
More than that, she could see through the surface and recognize the deeper implications hidden behind Mukade's plan.
Mukade's plan was wonderful, but it had one fatal flaw—
The puppets that could benefit Rōran could also overturn Rōran under Mukade's control.
After all, neither she nor her mother could be certain what kind of person Mukade truly was.
"I can agree to your plan." Before Mukade could rejoice, Sāya continued, "But you must hand over the method for controlling the puppets!"
The benefits of the puppet plan were plain to see;
The risks were not small either, but her control over the Ryūmyaku gave her confidence that she could keep those risks within a reasonable range.
"No problem."
Mukade was secretly delighted. Afraid she might change her mind, he immediately agreed.
A barefoot man was not afraid of someone