This is Part of the Plan

Sandrone's words made Pantalone's thoughts return to reality in that moment.

Although he didn't know why Sandrone wanted to hear his story, he would be satisfied if what he shared could please her.

After the other party lent him the puppet, this idea faded from his mind.

Although he didn't know much about this aspect, as someone who came from the information explosion era of the 21st century, it could be said that the things he had seen were mixed.

Summary—

"Just make it up!"

However, you still have to think carefully about how to compile it.

Pantalone thought carefully for a moment, then organized the words in his mind and spoke slowly.

"I've heard of an ancient theory from a faraway place. The knowledge of life about its own nature comes from its most essential gnosis. There is no difference between life and non-life in the material world."

"In other words, after eliminating the boundaries of the material world at the level of self-awareness, essentially everything in this world is no different from this world. As a carrier of flesh and blood and other things that exist objectively, it is no different from a stone or something dead by the side of the road."

Pantalone extended his hand and gently touched the huge mechanical creation under the steel fence walkway, smiling softly.

"And for a life with self-awareness and its own nature, the same can be said. However, the flesh and blood that carry the self and gnosis are no different from dead things. So, can inanimate containers obtain what life and gnosis possess?"

"If possible, this kind of transcendent existence may have no fear of wear and tear. In terms of life scale, it has already obtained a time comparable to that of the gods. Perhaps in this long time, it will be worn down by the years, but when that moment arrives, it will certainly be very long."

Pantalone spoke with more and more enthusiasm, not noticing the subtle changes in the face of the little girl sitting quietly in the hand of the giant puppet.

As she looked at Pantalone giving a passionate speech, his words had the power to confuse anyone.

Her mind sank into deep thoughts, staring at the unmasked Pantalone in front of her. "Is this what you think?"

As one of the deepest executives in the city among the fools, Pantalone always had some unexpected ideas.

Although she didn't believe this was the full extent of Pantalone's thoughts, since he dared to say these words in front of her, it should be clear that he intended to invite her.

"Replacing the body constantly to resist the wear of time?"

He truly dared to think about such a practice that was contrary to common sense and moral ethics in the world.

If she remembered correctly, doesn't the Sixth Seat seem to be a similar existence?

By trying to create a creation that mimics the Sixth Seat, what exactly does he plan to do?

The lady's white-gloved hand gently held her chin, and a curved smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"It's a very interesting idea. People always want to overcome their physical limits… Pain, illness, and death are wear and tear that mortals cannot resist. Even the gods cannot escape this wear, but there's a way to transcend it. A way to transcend this wear and break the limitations of mortals is, in a sense, a crazy idea."

"It's just nonsense, a fantasy. What do you think of the story I told?"

Upon receiving Sandrone's comment, Pantalone returned to reality. He observed the subtle expression on the lady's face. It was a little strange, but he didn't think much of it, assuming Sandrone simply liked listening to him.

She wanted to hear him tell his story, so he did.

It was that simple.

He didn't think much about it at all.

Seeing Pantalone's reaction, the lady smiled softly.

"Haha, is it really a story?"

She really didn't believe Pantalone was just telling a story. Wasn't that an indirect way for the other party to invite her to join him?

She was sure that Pantalone had a much deeper plan. If he dared to confess these things to her, it must only be the tip of the iceberg.

But what she had to admit was that Pantalone's story had once again caught her interest.

Of course, she could simply ignore Pantalone, steal his idea, and do it on her own.

But since he dared to approach her this way, it must mean he needed her power. From another perspective, he must be completely sure that she couldn't do it alone, so he expected that she wouldn't refuse.

Although she wanted to say she had the ability to do all of this independently even without his cooperation.

But, by telling such an interesting story, she would accept his invitation.

Sandrone gently placed her light brown hair behind her ears.

"I really like your story, and I accept your request to borrow the puppets."

"Thank you for your help, it's an honor."

Pantalone didn't think much about it; he simply thought it was great that Sandrone was willing to help him.

After all, he was already prepared to be rejected and to work hard to get others to help him. It was truly great to succeed the first time.

Arlecchino had really given him good advice.

He would give a gift next time to thank her for her excellent responses.

"However, since I've accepted your request, naturally, as an ally of the same faction, I believe there still needs to be some honesty between comrades. Can I ask why you need to borrow the puppet?"

Just as he wanted to express his gratitude, Sandrone's words left him stunned.

He thought for a moment and realized that Sandrone was right.

After all, the other party had already offered help, so he naturally should be honest with her. Thus, he answered Sandrone's question with a sincere smile on his face.

"It's part of the plan."

Part of the plan?

It seems he was right.

Looking at the impressive smile on Pantalone's face, she felt that she had gotten her answer.

Indeed, this ambitious man with a "big plan" in his head was planning something important.

But it was simply amusing.

With such thoughts, Sandrone returned the smile.

"Then, I wish us a happy cooperation."