The Seamstress Girl

He said he wanted to show you something, and Schnell invited Arjit and Enderia to the inn room.

Remove a single shirt from the left luggage.

"I was saving up by the time I got to this country, of the protective sewing I used most of my money to ask for... the result is this."

A red thread was crawling dirty over his chest pocket.

"Wow."

"Because the power of the Spirit dwelled, and it was me who came back for an extra fee"

"... wait, I'm sewing up my back side, too, right? You can't wear it."

"Even if I could wear it, I wouldn't wear it, but it's so obnoxious!

Schnell snapped his teeth and picked the sole at his fingertips.

"What did the power of the Spirit dwell on! That's the power of the spirits you took from me!

"Schnell, do you know the kind of power the Spirit has?

"The truth is, I called you because I found out that the producer of your clothes had the same hand as me."

"The Nur family, the former lord"

"No, now... could it have been put down? The guy in your clothes right now, huh?

Schnell smiled with a broken face and slapped his hand.

"Zama! That fucking pig! We have to celebrate."

Arjit hastily stopped Schnell from removing a pretty good nectar from the locked storage under the bed.

"Schnell, don't forget us."

"Oh, bad bad, bad.... uh, yeah, Arjet, obviously noble, right? That's pretty high status, too. So in home training, I was wondering if I could only wear the Nur family clothes. But come on, unlike me, you didn't have the power to take it from me, did you? I don't know why."

I unfortunately put the liquor on the table and lined up the attached chair with two legs in front of the bed.

Schnell himself sat down on the bed and showed the two of them to sit in a chair.

"Confirmation, Arjet... can you see the Spirit?

"Oh."

"I can see it, too. But if you stare."

With his eyes narrowed, Schnell looks at the Spirit leaning against him.

My eyes got worse and worse, but my expression was soft.

"I see she's putting the colors together to make it easier for you to see."

"Bring the colors together?

Arjit nodded at Endelia's inquiry.

"When I first met him, I thought he was a spiritual of high flames and wind attributes. But the next time we meet, we'll have dirt and wind attributes."

"Oh, you look weird."

"And the attribute colors other than the wind faded and I saw moments trading power with near-field spirits. That was water, now it's green."

"Yeah. The original power surprise, I can't keep much of it. Spider threads with protective stitches are special.

Later on, Schnell voiced the colour of envy, not knowing it was a yarn that could host the power of the Spirit all the time.

"But if it's the power I took, I guess I had to sew it up before that power came out"

From before I could sew it up, the sewing landscape of Yui floated like the Spirit was waiting in order to give it strength, but Arre is a phenomenon that shouldn't have happened outside of its original ancestors.

The Spirit stayed away from spiders other than his original ancestors... because he didn't.

Let the spider eat the power he took away, and that man would have made a protective stitch that housed the power of the Spirit... create a thread.

But while sewing for a long time, the power of the Spirit fell out. Maybe he hasn't noticed either. That it was an expensive request and that everything I sewed myself was in turn devalued.

"... I see"

"Or maybe you refrained from the fear that the demonic eye could discern the kind of power of the Spirit"

To Endelia's words, I thought it was likely... but I shook my head.

I'm an idiot and a greedy person who only thinks about what's going on.

Whether it was a substitute for ruining the clothes I gave Schnell, or shamelessly charging him an extra... sewing this kind of garbage would have been so incapacitated that it was rare to have been retained the power he took away.

"I wouldn't have the head to think that far. Until now, I was in charge because I had a contract with a spider.

"... oh, right"