"The only downside is that my soul strength isn't enough to control the doll for very long, and it can't speak."
A look of regret crossed Lucilia's face.
She had only been inside the doll for less than an hour, an hour that felt far too short, passing in the blink of an eye.
For the first time, she felt time fly by too quickly.
Moreover, this doll had been used for a long time and wouldn't last much longer before breaking down.
"It's alright, don't worry," Ed comforted her, looking at the booklet in his hand. "It contains the method for making this kind of doll and some research insights. I'll study it and learn. Maybe I can make an even better one for you in the future."
Of course, he has no mood to make this anytime soon, at least not before he can find a girlfriend on the ship who can take Lucilia's place in his time of need.
"Really?" Lucilia's emerald eyes seemed to sparkle.
