"King of the Ancient Tomb, you seem worried about something. I always enjoy helping others, especially great individuals like yourself."
The King of the Ancient Tomb turned his head and found that the words were, shockingly, from a puppet in the mountains.
The puppet had hundreds of invisible silver strings on its back. The strings pierced into the void, as if someone was manipulating the puppet through space.
Turning to face the puppet, the King of the Ancient Tomb said, "So, you're the one who assassinated the Duke of Lombardy and a dozen of his successors, right?"
"Indeed," the puppet replied. "But I consider it as doing you a favor."
"You're a foreigner with ill intentions, yet you had the audacity to come to me without showing your true face. What is it you want?" the King of Ancient Tomb asked.
"I'm conducting an experiment that requires sufficient chaos. So far, your performance has satisfied me," said the puppet.
"Moreover, our temporary goals are aligned."
