Mischievous Lolita in the Doll

"What exactly do you mean?" Mil didn't explode; he simply asked the question in a normal way.

"Stay with me."

"Huh?" Mil picked at his ear, as if he hadn't heard clearly.

The mermaid didn't repeat herself, but just stared straight at him.

"Holy crap, that's terrifying!" Mil stood up in fright. Anyone would feel creeped out by being stared at without any emotion in their eyes.

The mermaid continued flipping through the book. Seeing that the mermaid was no longer paying attention to him, Mil, having nothing better to do, walked up the steps and began to examine the throne.

"Don't look, you'll go crazy," the mermaid's voice rang out again.

"So what's wrong with you? You can't even utter a complete sentence." Mil said bluntly, but his tone was devoid of any anger.

"Human, you..."

“Not human.” Mir interrupted her, pulling off his shirt to reveal terrifying joints and a large, glowing orb on his chest. “I am a puppet!”

The mermaid broke the stiffness on her face the moment she saw Mir's body. She stared in astonishment at the large sphere of light on his chest. This was the first time she had shown such strong emotions in front of Mir.

"What's wrong?" the doll-like boy asked, puzzled. Although he appeared confused, he was actually very satisfied. He had achieved his goal. Anyone who saw these terrifying joints for the first time would be startled.

"You are... no, you are... who are you?" The mermaid's tone changed, and she even used a respectful title.

"Huh?" Mil looked at the mermaid with a blank expression.

Seeing Mir's reaction, the mermaid seemed surprised for a moment, then looked enlightened as if she had just realized something.

"It's nothing, I can take you back. In the future, you can ask me for help by silently reciting my name and paying me..." The mermaid drew a symbol in the air.

"Reward?" Mil asked疑惑地, "What reward?"

"Five million crystals at a time..."

"Holy crap!!" Mil's mouth dropped open. One crystal was equal to one thousand Miras. Even if he sold himself, he couldn't afford it.

We're still so poor, where would we get the money to give you?!

Just as Mir was considering whether or not to stew her, the mermaid's next sentence came:

"The main body takes one meter at a time."

"?????"

Chapter 139 Theft

Having returned to his dormitory from the unknown palace, Mir stared silently at the fish-shaped emblem imprinted on his arm. In fact, the mermaid had already told him that even without such a thing, their connection would still exist, but Mir shamelessly insisted that the mermaid get him a tattoo, claiming that it looked cool.

This emblem doesn't seem to have been something the mermaid lady created casually; its complexity couldn't have been conceived on a whim.

Although Mir still had many questions, the mermaid seemed to deliberately avoid them and sent him back directly.

"Hehehehe..." The doll-like boy half-covered his forehead with one hand, and grasped the arm of that hand with the other. "In the name of the Command Seals, Cerostana will have a chat with the great Mil." Cerostana was the mermaid's name, but Mil shortened it to Cerostana because it was too long.

"Please don't come to me about such trivial matters..." Setana's uniquely emotionless voice came from Mil's mind, and for some reason Mil felt that she was somewhat helpless.

"You still haven't answered me how you know I have a physical body."

After Mir asked that question, the other person remained silent for a long time—no, it should be said that they ignored him.

"Damn, you're pretending to disappear." Mil raised an eyebrow, gathered a mouthful of saliva, and spat it onto the emblem on his hand.

Then he repeatedly wiped his hands with a towel; these were his own hands.

I checked my watch. Xia Ye should be back by now. I should go say hello to her and check on how the guy next door is doing with his fight with the group of eunuch rats.

He stroked the door of Xia Ye's room, then suppressed the urge to pound on it and frantically rang the doorbell.

"Ding-dong ding-dong ding-dong ding-dong..."

click -

Xia Ye stared blankly at the guy who had been harassing her doorbell.

"Hey, I'm back."

Xia Ye carefully examined this "familiar face" she hadn't seen in a long time.

“…Welcome back.” Xia Ye’s expression was a little awkward. Although she didn’t usually like this guy, she was genuinely happy to see him safe and sound.

Mir raised an eyebrow: "How welcome?"

Xia Ye ignored him, turned around and walked towards the living room, but she did not close the door.

Mir whistled. Did Xia Ye's reaction mean he could come in? It's dangerous for a girl to let a boy into her house so easily.

Without hesitation, Mir went straight into the house.

Xia Ye had already sat down on the sofa in the bedroom and picked up a book to read.

Mil glanced at the book, "Basic Teaching of Common Language".

That's true. Xia Ye has only been in this world for a short time. She definitely can't understand other books. At this time, of course, she should learn the language first.

"I brought you a gift." As he spoke, Mir pulled the sorcerer's notebook from his panties under Xia Ye's murderous gaze.

Xia Ye glanced at the notebook with disdain. Where did this guy pull out that notebook from? How dare he give it to her?

Mir puffed out his chest: "This is a guide written by an A-rank [Witch], which I stole... I borrowed."

Hearing this, Xia Ye finally took a closer look at the notebook. Although she certainly couldn't understand the words inside, what she lacked right now was the guidance of the [Sorcerer] senior. It could be said that this thing was a godsend.

However, you'll have to tear off the cover afterwards.

"How have you been? Have you made any friends these past few days?" Mil asked like a caring older brother to his younger sister, even though he was a little younger than Xia Ye.

Xia Ye hesitated for a moment: "That elf race?"

"Elves?" Mil was taken aback. There were so many elves in the academy, so he didn't know which one she was referring to.

“It’s the one that was kidnapped.” Xia Ye started gesturing in the air with his hands.

"President?" Mil asked tentatively.

“Yes, it’s her.” Xia Ye nodded with certainty.

What a load of rubbish! You didn't even remember their names! Speaking of which, that student council president is the type who can't make friends either. Maybe it's a case of birds of a feather flocking together...

But what was that big-haired elf girl's name again? Mir pondered, stroking his chin.

“Yes, Amiya! That’s the name.” Mir tapped his palm to confirm.

"I see." Xia Ye nodded in sudden realization. She finally knew the elf girl's name. She had felt embarrassed because she had forgotten her name before, and she was too shy to ask again, so she had always called her "President".

Next time I see her, I'll call her by her name. This is the first step in building a good relationship! Xia Ye secretly decided.

"Want to go for a drive?" Mil invited Xia Ye, holding a bunch of keys. "I have a motorcycle."

"No...no need." Xia Ye didn't want to be a ghost fire girl.

"That's boring." Mil said somewhat dejectedly, but then perked up: "By the way, wanna go on a date?"

"No..." Xia Ye blushed slightly.

"Never mind then." Mil didn't seem to care about her rejection at all, as if it were just something he said casually.

Mir walked out of Xia Ye's dormitory, making sure to close the door behind him.

Back in his dorm room, Mil struck that cringeworthy pose again:

“In the name of the Command Spell, Cerostana summons me to you.”

With those words, Mir vanished from his spot and returned to the mysterious palace.

Setana remained expressionless: "You don't need to say anything extra, just call me by my name."

"That's so boring."

"Is there anything I can help you with?" After saying this, the mermaid lady continued to flip through the thick book.

"Could you teach me some magic?" Mil surprisingly asked a useful question.

The mermaid seemed somewhat puzzled, as if she didn't understand why Mir wanted to learn magic from her, but she still answered, "...What kind of magic do you want to learn?"

"The more fun, the better," Mil said, picking his nose.

Although he had no interest in learning magic, he had finally obtained something that resembled a protagonist's "cheat code" in a novel, so he had to make good use of it.

The mermaid fell silent, seemingly having never heard of such a strange request as learning magic.

"...I know of a spell called 'Theft,' I wonder if you'd be interested?"

"Theft?" Mil was taken aback. Of course, he had heard of this spell. It wasn't a high-level spell, and many people with mystical abilities could learn it. However, it couldn't be used on people stronger than him or of similar strength, and it couldn't steal items of high value. Moreover, it had a cooldown period and was ineffective against people without magic power, making it rather useless.

Mil seemed somewhat uninterested: "This useless magic is really not interesting."

“No.” The mermaid shook her head. “Although I don’t understand which magic you’re thinking of, the magic I’m talking about is different from what you’re describing.”

Chapter 140 The City of Ur, with its Simple and Honest People

On the street, Mil looked at his hands in silence, finally becoming interested in the "stealing" the mermaid had mentioned.

The mermaid tore a page from her thick book and showed it to Mil. Mil didn't recognize the words, but he felt a strange sense of familiarity with them, which kept attracting his attention... When he came to his senses, the mermaid told Mil that he had learned how to "steal".

Even now, Mir doesn't think this "stealing" is any different from the "stealing" he was talking about. But learning another skill is good, maybe it can help him get some pocket money.

Mil looked around at the bustling street where he was, searching for his target.

As a model student with his own values ​​and a golden spirit, Mil naturally wouldn't steal money from ordinary people. So, his first target now is the wicked rich.

No rich person is a good person. — John Mill

Suddenly, he saw a spoiled young man pushing a motorcycle. The man's suit looked expensive, and the motorcycle looked very cool, the kind that Mil had never seen before. So he decided to go for it!

Mir launched the "Steal" from a great distance, targeting the spoiled young man's money.

You ask why Mila hasn't seen anyone targeting his money? Nonsense! All Milas in the world look the same, why would he need to meet one?

A blue light flashed in Mir's tightly clenched hand, and a card appeared in his palm.

Huh? Card?

Mir glanced at the card. Identification? What the hell?