Chapter 582 The Nature of the Puppets

Jean was still shaken, her eyes wide, her gaze slightly unfocused.

Instinctively, she glanced over at Ludwig, her eyes full of questions. Just as she opened her mouth to speak.

Ludwig suddenly raised a finger to his lips and let out a gentle hush,

Whatever Jean had meant to say stopped at the back of her throat.

Ludwig leaned in close, his lips brushing her car as he whispered, “These things…”

“They’re highly sensitive to sight and sound.”

In other words, as long as they didn’t make a sound–or step into the puppets‘ line of sight–they wouldn’t be attacked.

Just like now, the two of them were perched high on the wall. The horde of mechanical creatures below swept their flat, lifeless gazes across the area, scanning aimlessly. As long as Jean and Ludwig didn’t speak too loudly, the puppets wouldn’t notice them.

So they have weaknesses after all… Not so smart, are they. Jean eased up a little, then followed Ludwig’s lead and lowered her voice. “When did you get here?” she asked.

faint glance and gave her a

being led out of their cells,

threatening the Gingers

wanted to

deal with–he

he summoned these strange,

tough–immune to blades, bullets… practically invincible. They were like living bugs in

was caught up in a relentless fight with them, chased from the main hall to

to notice certain

he stayed out of their field of vision

he climbed up onto the high wall and stayed there, watching the puppets from above, perfectly still, thinking through how to completely shake them off and rescue the

expected–was for Jean to return

figured she might

but stubborn; principled, and always

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