Needle Maiden

Ms. Schnell woke up the next day after she was safe.

"I'm starving and I'm dying."

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I spent most of the day thereafter eating.

You don't have enough energy to level up this mess, do you?

Mimachi told me in advance, and Mizzit, the chef who had prepared a lot of meals, said very strangely, "What's going on with the digestive system?" I bent my neck.

Mr. Schnell's stomach was always ringing as he ate.

"I'm sorry, I'll pay for the food."

"Don't worry, the number of people is unexpected, and the stockpile of organisms is large. What should we do?" It was. I'm so glad you ate it. "

While eating with Ham, Mr. Schnell finally found room for conversation, and said with a bitter smile, offering him a change of soup.

Mr. Mimachi also put down freshly baked steaks and advised Mr. Schnell.

Once you can move, hunting monsters in the labyrinth will calm you down quickly.

"Oh, thank you. Yeah, I wanted to keep the dress going, but I don't think I'm going to be able to move it in any detail."

Leveling up, the Lu people who got drunk were pretty much the same.

"Ah, I'll stop the embroidery of that sigil, Doctor."

Eh

"There's a risk of falling again."

Schnell dropped the fork he had been holding, perhaps because of the shock in Mr. Luluhu's words.

”No way, now you 'know', right?”

Mimachi quickly replaced the fork with a new one and spread Schnell's embroidery out of his reach.

"Is it harder than Harrison?"

"Well, maybe Harrison feels easier because Schnell owns it."

I told Mr. Schnell.

I don't seem to be good at grasping other people's aptitude levels. I didn't know that Mr. Schnell couldn't modify Harrison right now.

However, even if Harrison's material level is high, he can still modify it because he owns it.

Is it like Ariadne's yarn to me?

“We were also inadvertent. It's not easy to imitate the magic circle that purifies the Curse of the Kunimasa-sama woven into Yui-sama's gloves."

"Dress, where I want to embroider, I'll do it."

Mr. Schnell's face seemed a bit unfortunate, but no other patterns or motifs appeared in the embroidery to be sewn into the dress. "Thank you," he bowed his head.

After Schnell's level-ups settled down, dressmaking continued.

Then Schnell, Arjit, and Mimachi went to the labyrinth for a few days.