The Seamstress Girl

Deacon Wolde has quickly procured an expensive cloth as a mountain because he was so pathetic, or because Lord Rodin...

"Excuse me, Yui, can you ask Master Arjit for something like your sleeping roll you make?

I nod at Master Rodin, who says with protective stitches.

All the clothes, the proper clothes on your skin are a little more laborious.

It's a yukata, because Master Rodin also sews it and uses it regularly, so I knew right away. That's pretty much one, and Master Rodin's using it for a bath, so I guess he knows how easy it is.

In the meantime, choose an expensive and heavy fabric that can be worn on your skin and have it spread over your desk.

Cut the cloth without hesitation into pieces, strike the clasp needle, and stroke the spider's back.

Thread the thread that came out all the way through the needle......

"The former king seems to be compatible with the light, the ice, the sky and the moon, Mr. Green Spirit,"

I was softly leaning in from the beginning. Seeing the color of the Spirit, I shrug.

Right. For some reason, she's just a little girl.

"Please."

I can't let the little one force me, so I call you.

Even if we give strength to the former king, he says, "Come, son."

The former king, Arjit, took his breath.

I was also surprised at the mansion with so many healthy spirits, comparable to the sanctuary, but to the ability of a child I heard was comparable to the true lord of the Nuir family.

On the belly of the spider, the Spirit gave way to the next place moderately dancing with Kurlickruli. Impossible sight of spirits waiting in order... to share power around them.

If you are a regular protective sewer, you must leave the power of the Spirit to stain the spider thread and magic of the sewn Nuir family.

From the beginning, all I can say is a miracle, such as being able to share power with you in an aggressive manner, hoping.

"From here, Mr. Spirit of the Moon might be good,"

I get dizzy when the kids just whine and the spirits swap the order. Even magicians use the power of spirits, but they need magic to speak up, and expertise and spiritual favors.

The spirits will gladly use their power on children who are not magicians either...

Isn't this already a true home or the legendary Nuir family ancestral line...

Furthermore, the cloth, properly cut, was sewn at a magical speed, making it a strangely shaped garment that I had never seen before, but I had no choice but to flash.

"Bedtime, sir."

The girl took out the same clothes of different sizes and woven feathers to show them out of the luggage that Wolde had brought further.

"Thus, here, wear it:

The other clothes were taken off, adding that I smiled at the child who turned her back, even though she was a little girl.

Bewildered, naked, wearing bedtime clothes as the child says...

In his comfort, Arjit realizes that the fatigue that never left him, wrapped around his body, disappears instantly.

"Awesome."

The spirits who were leaning on me when I realized it were growing. A baby piece like a simple skin outfit changed its shade and shape to something like this bedtime outfit, as if it grew from a baby to a toddler, for example, to a person.

Such a phenomenon was what happens to Him when a spirited sorcerer, in some factor, grew suddenly.

"Dear Arjit, the magic..."

Arjit nodded, as Rodin shrugged unexpectedly.

Those who could not see the Spirit also changed enough to feel and perceive the magic.

"Sure, you're introducing me."

"I haven't been this far either..."

The girl tilted her neck wondering if she could keep up with the amazement around her.