The Seamstress Girl

"Hey, how did the guy who sewed Arjet's clothes now get the spider? I find the spellsmith very dirty. [M] The clothes are so beautiful. than the Spirit has given himself the power he wants."

So Zowari and Goosebumps stood on Schnell whining that some nobleman had fallen and wondered if he had even gotten it in the works of his legendary ancestors.

The sharpness of the senses is easily linked to the high level of competence. Yet Schnell is an intermediate adventurer.

It is not uncommon in itself to be under the protection of a high spiritual, yet not able to deal fully with its power. That human abilities cannot handle the power of the Spirit.

"Schnell, it's you. Why can't you handle the power of the Spirit?

"Oh? I'm sorry I'm a person who doesn't match the Spirit, what the hell! abrupt contempt! Are you listening to people?

Arjit shook his head in a panic to Schnell, who had a vicious eye.

"No, no, no! I listened to you, so uncomfortable that I can't handle the power of the Spirit because of your high abilities!

"To?"

"Dear Arjit, I think you should take a look at Master Schnell for Yui."

Endelia suggested.

Stoll's armor, Cenri's apparently divinely involved relationship... big and small. Yui is influencing something around him.

Arjit also swimmed his gaze slightly over the sky, associating himself with the same thing that had no basis for enderia but caught on to his senses, he nodded.

"Yui sama? Arjet, I knew it was a pseudonym... Arjit?... like you heard somewhere?

He tilted his neck, but couldn't remember. Schnell sighed and embarked on himself.

"Is that Yui, the sewer? I'll do anything I can to help! If you can let me see you, let me see you!

"Schnell?"

To a desperate look, the two glanced at each other in confusion.

"Calm down, what's up? Are you still drunk?

"I'm not drunk, and I'm calm!

Screaming and then stuffing his breath a little, Schnell, who covered his face with both hands, spilled a roar.

And I got my breath ready, hands down.

Schnell looked serious, seemingly faceless.

"All this time, I gave up, I was deceiving myself. But I can't give up. I have a protective stitch."

The Spirit, staring at Schnell spinning his words as he clogged his voice, trembled slightly.

Arjit saw that the force that was wrapped around him was pushed from the inside out.

Even when transparent, the enderior also changes its complexion to signs of overflowing without being able to hold it down.

A rare advanced spirit, I thought it was a normal spirit.

Yes, on second thought, if the Spirit interacts with each other, like the Guardian Spirit of Amnat and Hahnia, the divided powers will settle if the other accepts them. There is something wrong with the spirit of this wind attribute, which accepts and does not settle.

Without realizing the changes in the Spirit, Schnell took care and shaped the word.

"I'm a protective stitch, but I want to." I want to be a needle. "