26th day, the month of Sephri, the year 1661.

Slumping down on my desk I let out a tired sigh. Even though I don't get tired if I don't want to mental exhaustion is still a thing for me and I'm positive a 3 hours lecture about reporting on time for a mission is pretty exhausting.

But even so, I can't help but grin as I look through my inventory. Getting lectured over this is definitely worth it in my opinion.

With a thud, a small patchwork of a doll appears on my desk. It is barely the size of two apples stack together in the shape of a puppy.

Staring at the Frankenstein puppy, I lift my chin and mentally declare "all according to plan!" as I try to block out the true plan I had from crawling to my mind.

I definitely am not trying to make a humanoid doll but made a mistake when welding the exoskeleton inside it.

And I definitely did not rip the original cloth body when fitting the skeleton inside and just use whatever closes materials available to fix it.

*Cough* anyway, this is the moment of truth! If this thing works then I should be able to compute some logic into it's brain and it will start moving.

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Er.. how were you supposed to compute it again?

Taking the book "Alchemy engineering for idiots", I skim through the pages until I got the topic that I want.

Let's see let's see... "After remodeling a monster core into the type one needed, one has to compute the logic into it before placing said core into it's new home. If in case one were to put the core before computing it, then there are only two outcome. The first outcome, you are fucked and had to dissemble everything from top to bottom. Or the second outcome, you have a tool called logic engraver which will allow you to compute the logic into the core without physically touching it. But beware, the parameters of said tool are very delicate. One mishap and it could blow you to oblivion."

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So in other words, I'm fucked am I.

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27th day, the month of Sephri, the year 1661.

Within the forest surrounding the capital, nothing seems out of place. Birds singing up on the trees or the herd of deers resting by a stream. Nothing is out of place unless you include two short figure groveling on the ground.

"Lucas.. next time no matter how convenient, let's never get teleport again." The first figure said before milking rainbow out of his mouth.

"Yeah.. I agree with you, my stomach still feel weird after the jump.." the second figure, Lucas, agreed as he hold back his own rainbow from bursting out.

The two figure are Lucas and Eleanor. After reporting their recent activity and the prophecy to the Mizuki royal family, their king, Adolf King Wiseman, decide to lend them a hand.

As soon as his words left his mouth, people of many profession flood the throne room and taking them both away. Subjecting them to endless hours of rush training and education before being brought back to the king after a week.

They couldn't even utter as much as a word of complain or question before the king wave his hand and they found themselves here, with a stomach that felt like they've been put inside a barrel before being shake violently.

"If I have learned anything, next time I see that guy I will use my mother 7 hours long lecture technique on him, give him a piece of my mind." Said Elea, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand before adding. "So where are we anyway?"

It took a few more breaths before Lucas look up to their surrounding and taking out a small clear crystal that's faintly glowing purple.

"I think we are somewhere north of Alandria, the hunter's forest to be exact."

"Well, at least the king didn't mess with us too much. It could have been somewhere worse."

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"Yeah, tell me when you feel better, we'll move then."

"Sure thing, just let me lie down over there for now."

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Holding a small orb the size of a Brazilian nut, light could be seen moving from Vayne's hand into it until it stop a few moments later.

"Alright, the basic programming is complete, supposedly it can move and bark now." I said with a tired smile. Setting the core down to the table.

"Now should I start reassembling everything or not, that's the question. It's almost dinner time as well."

It take a few seconds of pondering before I decide to go through with the process, it's not like Fiona won't set aside a portion for him to eat later.

Putting the nut size brain into the skull and reattach it to the rest of it's body before refitting and stitching the cloth skin over it, took almost 2 hours before the final product is done.

And now, for the moment of truth!

Sending a mana command, I order the little thing to move forward. For a moment it did not do anything and I thought I made a failure, but then it moved. Just as commanded, it moves forward. Keep moving forward even after it's face kisses the wall before being told to stop.

Looking at the result, I rub my brows in frustration. It could be considered a success but at the same time it is a failure.

This first prototype shows it is working without an issue, but it is lacking any form of intelligence. It will never be useful in battle unless he can improve it's intelligence.

Stretching out, I leave my room for my late dinner, I'll think about how to improve the thing some other day.