"...!" I dash toward the electric wolf as it leaps at me, but I dodge to the side and slash its body before jumping back to create distance.

"Grrgghh..." The wolf stops its attack and glares at me, growling as its fur stands on end. It seems to have realized that just attacking won't work.

'It's smart... the electrical charge is changing.' The electricity it used before seemed focused on debilitating the target and hindering movement, but since it didn't work on me, it's switching tactics.

The air takes on a strange smell, and the grass around us starts to burn. My hair stands on end, which is a bad sign.

'My body is conducting electricity...' That means it's going to deal actual electrical damage now if I'm not careful. I shift into a more serious stance and start to move. It also begins to walk, and we slowly circle each other, waiting for the other to make a move.

We keep this up for almost a minute, maintaining an irritating level of caution, until something breaks our concentration—a faint rustling in the leaves of the trees. The unnatural noise makes it look away.

"..." In that same instant, I close the distance, aiming my sword between its eyes. The wolf notices and releases a massive wave of electricity that expands outward, forcing me to retreat, but in doing so, it reduces the electrical charge in the area.

'I see. It stores electricity in its fur and releases it... which means...' I press forward, forcing the wolf into close combat. It probably can't use electrical attacks again until it replenishes what it just spent.

As expected, it defends against my sword with its claws but doesn't release any electrical attacks. I deliver several quick strikes while the wolf rises onto its hind legs, standing upright as it tries to defend with equally swift blows.

'It exposed its belly...' It doesn't seem like much, but the fur there is white like its mane and looks finer. Suddenly, I feel my hair stand on end again and I back away just as it recovers its electricity.

"GRRAAAAAHHH!" It lets out a roar, releasing a massive shockwave in a blast aimed right at me, but I easily dodge it and kick a rock that hits it in the face, throwing its attack off balance.

It seemed like a good opening to throw my sword, but I don't have another one. If this sword breaks, we'll have problems and would probably need to leave the dungeon to buy a new one with money we don't even have.

'It always waits...' After every attack, it waits a bit until it has enough electricity to attack again. I rush it, planning to use that as my opening. The wolf tries to defend against my sword strike with its claw, but the thrust I deliver shatters it.

It tries to attack with both front paws, swiping downward, but I use my arm to block the blow. Its claws dig into my arm, making a cut, but thanks to my high resistance and vitality, it can't proceed further or cut to the bone.

It's surprised it didn't tear my arm off, and I use that opening to slash its stomach, driving my sword in with a thrust and then pulling it to the right to tear its belly open.

I make another quick slash to the other side, causing blood to gush out along with organs that spill onto the ground, bathing me in blood. Without stopping, I drive my sword into its heart.

I see a yellow sphere fall out amidst the wolf's entrails, which I deduce is its core, as the wolf collapses to the ground. It's still alive, but dying slowly as the electricity fades.

'Dammit... I'm completely filthy, and I reek so bad.' I kneel down and pick up the yellow core, ignoring the strong, metallic smell of blood. Evelyn-sama said she wanted this to create a mage puppet. Besides, we now have meat to eat.

'If I cut it, drain the blood, and roast it with salt, it should at least be edible.' I swing my sword to shake off some of the blood and then store it in the makeshift cloth scabbard I made just for carrying it.

I quickly head to the tree where Evelyn-sama is watching and see her climbing down. However, her expression isn't very good. I see her let go halfway down, and when she touches the ground, she almost falls before looking at me.

"G-Good j-job, E-Eve," she says in a strange tone as she walks toward me, but as soon as she looks at the wolf and sees the entrails and other organs spilled out, she bends over and vomits on the ground.

"A-Are you alright, Evelyn-sama?" I kneel to try and help, but she pushes me away with her hand.

"P-Please stay back... the s-smell," she says with disgust, and I quickly back away.

'Is it... really that bad?' I knew she was sensitive, but vomiting just from seeing a monster's organs is worse than I expected. At this rate, Evelyn-sama's future looks bleak.

"..." I approach her, clearly disturbed, and force her to look at me, covered in blood. She puts her hand over her mouth to avoid vomiting again because of the blood.

"Listen, Evelyn-sama. This is normal. This is literally nature. Do you think the world will simply bend to your will?" I tell her coldly. Evelyn-sama needs to face reality.

"Evelyn-sama, I am your servant, your puppet. But I have my own desires and will. And my will is for you to be safe and well, with no one able to harm you."

"But that also means you have to lead properly. How do you plan to give me orders if you get sick from seeing a simple dead wolf? Don't be a coward."

"A cowardly master isn't just disappointing; it's a disgrace to everyone—to strangers, to servants, and even to themselves. I know fear, disgust, and other feelings are common."

"And I hope you overcome them. But I won't accept leaving you weak, only to be killed because you hesitated." I say, pulling her by the hand.

"W-What are you... d-doing?" she murmurs as I pull her toward the wolf.

"You and I are going to butcher this wolf. You can vomit, complain, punish me, hit me, even hate me for this. But I will force you to clean this wolf's meat, even if you hate it." She needs this. She must learn this.

"Above being a noble, you are a puppet master. As a puppet master, you will have to dissect corpses, handle disgusting, repulsive, and sometimes even dangerous materials." I tell her, releasing her near the body.

"You can even discard me afterward if you want. I would truly understand if you did. But I'm not leaving now, and I won't stop until I see this wolf completely cleaned, even if it takes weeks with you here." I say, hardening my expression and my heart as I see her crying.

I won't give in. This is important. And she needs to learn to overcome her fear and disgust as soon as possible so she can do things properly. Because in the end, to create specific puppets, she'll often have to handle materials she hates.

It gets even worse when she has to fortify other puppets with certain materials, undoubtedly doing things that will be disgusting.

"E-Eve, I-I can't," she says with tears and disgust as I take out a knife and hand it to her. She ends up taking it with her trembling hand.

"It doesn't matter if you can't. Learn. I will teach you." I scold her harshly. This hurts my heart. I feel like crying, but I force my body to remain impassive because she needs this, even if she hates me later.

Soon, she starts doing what I ordered while crying. Seeing her sobbing and feeling sick truly breaks my heart, but I remain firm, thinking only of her future.

I watch and tell her what to do while forcing myself to ignore her tears and crying. I listen to the sound of her cutting the wolf with the knife as she removes the remaining organs and opens it up completely.

She ends up vomiting again, but I force her to continue. She gets completely covered in blood as she does this sloppily with trembling hands.

Slowly, her tears dry up, though she still feels sick, but she obeys. I know that as her servant, I'm committing a terrible sin worthy of death by forcing her to do something.

However, it's precisely because I am her servant that I understand she needs to change and adapt to seeing and doing things like this. If she asks me to take my life after this, I will lead her out of the dungeon and take my life with pleasure to atone for my sin of forcing my master.

But until she finishes cleaning the wolf, I continue to hold back my own tears as I give her cold orders, listening to her tearful gasps.

And after 7 hours of what must have felt like torture to her, she completely cleaned the wolf's body. She cut off its head and cleaned the meat, removing the skin and fur from the wolf.

She then set the cut meat aside to drain the blood. She vomited several times, and at some points, it seemed like she would faint. But considering we haven't eaten much, after the third time, she wasn't really bringing anything up since, as a puppet, her stomach doesn't have gastric acid like other beings.

Everything Evelyn-sama eats is fragmented and converted into magic for her core. So, all the food in her stomach turns into magic with 100% efficiency over time. Thus, after vomiting everything, her stomach was empty.

Of course, that doesn't make things much better. Seeing her like this hurts more than the wound on my arm, which is already starting to heal because I'm a puppet. But fortunately, it's over now.

"..." I look at her. Her eyes are clouded and empty, her face and dress stained with tears and blood as she says nothing. I look at the meat that has been cleaned enough for us to eat.

The cuts are uneven, the precision is terrible, and the straight cuts have irregular patterns because her hands were trembling. But she did it. She finished it after much effort.

"I'm sorry, Evelyn-sama... I'm so sorry for forcing you... I will accept any punishment you wish." I say, kneeling before her and placing my forehead on the ground as tears finally fall from my face onto the floor.

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