Chapter 19: The Doll’s Secret Sensitivity

After seeing Xianming off, Youka, her mood complex, ran her hand over the cracks marring the floor and walls.

Although displeased that her meticulously repaired chambers had been damaged once more, Youka was not petty enough to punish her subordinates for such a trifle.

Unless it was something directly related to her master, Youka was usually quite laid-back, rarely exhibiting emotional fluctuations.

Compared to the general populace of Starfall Palace, who would casually demand one’s life, Youka was, in a sense, the most ‘friendly’ existence within its walls.

Repairing the chambers needed to be done.

However, before that,

Youka had a more crucial matter that required her immediate attention.

Specifically, she needed to ascertain the condition of her new body.

With that thought, the doll-like girl slowly walked to the mirror, gazing at the exquisite figure reflected within.

Regarding this new body,

Youka was undoubtedly dissatisfied, but since her master was quite fond of it, Youka had no choice but to accept it.

Since she couldn’t modify or replace the body for now, it was imperative to understand its current state.

For instance,

She needed to assess the strength of each body part, its agility, defensive capabilities, recovery rate, sensory perception, joint flexibility, bodily sensitivity, magic resistance, magic adaptability, and so on.

Only by thoroughly understanding all these aspects,

could she better serve her master in the future.

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“But seriously,” Youka mused, “even though it’s a doll, it’s truly identical to a human body.”

Gazing at her own ethereal beauty in the mirror, Youka couldn’t help but sigh with emotion.

Subsequently,

The doll-like girl slowly raised her hands, unbuttoning her gown one by one and shedding the garments that covered her body.

Before long, Youka stood naked before the mirror, revealing her perfect and alluring form in its entirety.

And now…

“I shall examine and test it thoroughly,” Youka stated calmly.

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However,

Youka’s calm demeanor did not last for long.

After a brief thirty minutes of thorough self-examination, Youka found herself huddled on Xiamiya’s bed, wrapped in a blanket.

She was panting incessantly, her face flushed crimson.

Although Youka felt no particular emotional fluctuation when confronted with such a tantalizingly delicate body, after a series of detailed inspections and tests, she could no longer maintain her indifferent expression.

For…

This,

This body was simply too sensitive…

Especially the slightly private areas, as well as the soles of her feet, earlobes, and neck.

Even a slight touch during examination sent an electric tingle throughout her entire body.

Even Youka found it unbearable, and a blush crept across her exquisite face.

Indeed,

A blush had appeared.

‘Even though it’s a puppet, its face can blush??’

Demonic Spirit Puppet,

A combat puppet created by the First Holy King…

Yet,

“Is this truly a combat puppet?” Youka wondered.

Feeling the current state of her body, Youka, for once, quietly grumbled.

While grumbling, Youka raised a hand and gently squeezed the soft, exquisite curves of her chest.

She then cast a doubtful gaze downwards at her tender, rosy body.

Everything that should be there was present,

even more perfect than an average woman’s.

Not only that,

All those functions were also present… even abnormally developed and sensitive.

In her more than a thousand past trials,

Youka had indeed possessed female bodies before, but compared to those girls’ bodies, this doll’s body was clearly somewhat beyond standard specifications in those aspects.

“This… isn’t this truly a pleasure doll crafted from the First Holy King’s perverse sense of humor?” Youka muttered. “Combat use… perhaps it’s for combat in bed?”

Despite her complaints,

aside from this aspect which left Youka quite speechless, the other attributes of this doll’s body were unexpectedly very satisfying to her.

Although this body appeared light and soft, much like an ordinary human girl, its internal supporting skeleton was indeed crafted from Dusk Steel, just as the legends claimed.

Furthermore, its pliable flesh was also created by fusing Dusk Steel with a special soft colloid.

Not only could it perfectly mimic a human body of flesh and blood, but it also possessed extraordinary defensive capabilities.

Even without using Abyss Reinforcement to strengthen the body, Youka could effortlessly twist and deform a high-quality longsword with her bare hands, without leaving so much as a scratch on her delicate hand.

The scorching of raging flames, the bombardment of lightning, and the thrust of a spear could not leave even the slightest mark on this body.

This Demonic Spirit Puppet’s body was indeed beyond standard specifications, just as the legends claimed.

Moreover,

The core of this doll, its heart, was crafted from a fusion of magic crystals representing twelve elements.

It was well known that

an ordinary puppet’s core typically fused only two or three elements at most.

This meant that this incredibly powerful core, while providing Youka with formidable energy, also granted her full elemental magic resistance.

As for flexibility, burst power, and recovery, none of these aspects disappointed Youka.

The First Holy King, Fisk, was indeed an unparalleled doll master.

A body like this could not be replicated by anyone in the current world. Not just this world, but the more than a thousand other worlds she had resided in were the same.

What surprised Youka even more was that

this body was an extremely perfect match for her soul consciousness.

It was important to note that,

In her more than a thousand past cycles of reincarnation, every body had, to some extent, repelled her soul, making it difficult for her to unleash her full power before completely modifying the body, and even forcing her to endure the pain caused by the body’s rejection.

This body, however, was different. After her soul attached to this doll’s form, she felt not the slightest repulsion; instead, it integrated quite smoothly.

It was as if,

this body had been tailor-made for her.

As she pondered, Youka raised a hand and wiggled her fingers. Silver threads, condensed from Abyss Reinforcement power, danced rapidly, instantly slicing a black bird, flying past the window for reconnaissance, into fragments.

Slowly raising her hand,

she gazed at the perfectly condensed silver threads connected to her fingertips, which showed no signs of dissipating power. A flicker of satisfaction appeared in Youka’s silver-white eyes.

“Indeed, it is quite good.”

Youka offered her assessment.

Disregarding the peculiar characteristics of this body, across her thirteen hundred and twenty-two trials, this body was undoubtedly the most perfect.

“So… what next?”

Having ascertained the condition of her body, Youka prepared to embark on another project.

Her master,

did she not wish for Youka to become her personal maid?

As a maid, how could she not have a suitable outfit?

The gown that came with this body, somewhat resembling a wedding dress, was far too ostentatious, and Youka disliked it.

As for Xiamiya’s clothes,

Considering the significant difference in ‘certain measurements’, Youka would find them difficult to wear.

In that case,

“I shall make myself an outfit first,” Youka softly murmured.

The next instant,

Accompanied by a surge of silver-white light, a spatial summoning array abruptly materialized.

Immediately after, a large quantity of fabrics, needles, threads, and other clothing materials were successively teleported onto the bed.

Youka then skillfully picked up a pair of scissors and a needle and thread.

Making clothes was a task Youka excelled at.

Considering her current master, Xiamiya, was an unfavored princess whose garments were mostly tattered rags unworthy of a Demonic God’s status, and even the occasional good piece was likely laced with poison or curses, Youka personally crafted all of Xiamiya’s attire – be it gowns, sleepwear, or undergarments – to ensure her master’s safety.

They were elegant, form-fitting, and comfortable.

Consequently, Xiamiya had grown unaccustomed to wearing any clothes not made by Youka.

Though she had been so resistant during the initial measurements.

‘Enmm,’

‘Never mind,’

‘Those are all beside the point.’

“Make clothes for myself? It’s been a long time… My master doesn’t let me modify my body… so adding something to a maid’s dress shouldn’t be a problem, right?”

With that thought,

Youka meaningfully glanced with her peripheral vision at the rows upon rows of daggers, longswords, scimitars, spiked maces, heavy cannons, and bottles adorned with skull symbols that she had summoned alongside her materials.

‘Hmm,’

‘Well,’

‘Heh~’