The Seamstress Girl

The spirits put out of the solidification of their magic, their clothes were run-down.

Once he seemed anxious... he would have a crying look on his face, stroking the head of the Chanko Spirit, and Master Skull had bowed his head to me.

"These are the spirits I protected. Those with eyes that can see the spirits are rare, but there are quite a few of them: me, you, the royal people, some nobles, magicians, etc. The silver stitches you see from time to time, you were treated, weren't you? Please. Could you treat these kids, too?

"Chili?

"Oh... you didn't mean to treat me, but it would be a cure for these kids."

Consolidate your magic, make it like a needle… loosen and stretched from the cotton solidification of green magic and threaded through it.

Because other people's magic couldn't move freely.

Nyan, my daughters didn't refuse my magic thread, but I tried to get permission to use Master Skull's magic because I was going to make sure I was back in Marimo.

I listened to the story as I repaired the hem of my troublesome Spirit clothes.

"Our visible Spirit garments are not exactly garments but part of the Spirit's body and a manifestation of strength. It's just a very thin, fragile part."

I don't really understand the power manifestation, but since the slightly larger spirits are changing from very small spirits and other peppered and worn winds with nothing on them to mini wimpy winds, does that mean that the stronger spirits are going to be gorgeous somehow? And, recognize it.

"Like these kids, when a spellsmith forces you to take away your powers, 'clothes' are torn and stolen, and even slowly lose their power from this wounded part."

"All, power, gone, et al?

"Of course it will disappear."

Wow... I can see it in the walrus... the spirits whose clothes have been wasted are moaning.

Well, I guess my fix will be a cure.

The spirits, who said they had returned to the marimo of magic, also brightened the atmosphere to more and more repaired clothes.

The other children also looked kind of excited, moving their thighs and hands and forming their magic in threads.

If you cooperate, I'll be able to sew up the machine and other spirits that are daughters of Marimo at a speed that's not my eyes. Normal? became the Spirit of

Everyone has a green hem, though.

Anyway, I tried to repair the embroidery while adding it to the design as if it was crawling through the hem.

"Ah... I didn't know my magic would settle away and not disappear..."

"To?

Skull smiled bitterly at me tilting his neck.

"Look at that"

Master Skull removed the remnants of Marimo on his shoulder and placed them on the table.

Then the sole grew smaller and smaller, as if the cotton bread had melted, and vanished.

"Howdy."

After all, magic is usually a thing that disappears if you leave... not when you sew it on a spirit?

Speaking of which, you never sewed magic on a regular cloth...

Hey, hey, I sewed the hem of my own clothes to try and cut the magic thread... it just disappeared to melt after all.

A spider on his shoulder went down to his knee a little bit and said, "Shh.?," he tilted his head and threw up slightly.

Ah... Could this spider yarn have the power to stain and maintain magic?

Is that why Nuer's people look like they're special?

I also feel like the spider is just amazing.

I stroked the stomach of a hairy spider and noticed that the spider was getting bigger at some point when I was thinking about it.

It was half my palm, small, which was about the size of my palm.

"Lord Yui, if you continue to protect the Spirit, will you treat him?

Fifteen, but he looks really toddler to me, and Master Skull has laid his hands on his chest on one knee and lowered his head deeply.

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Did the butler say that he would do the courtesy of his minister?

I'm a lower end needle, right?

"Here, Yui's in trouble. Yui is not the owner of the Devil's Eye either... isn't this a bit bad?

Aunt Reese told me like I was in trouble, but I was thrilled.

Bad? What's bad?

"Oh, oh, oh, I'm sorry, I'm not trying to upset you. A girl with demonic eyes can be a candidate for concubine of the king in any capacity. Besides, I can't believe you can treat spirits in the Nuer family, because Yui's family is going to change the color of their eyes and try to get you back... of course, you don't want to go home, do you?

I snorted as hard as I could.

I was also freaked out by Wang concubine candidates and other disturbing words.

I'm perfectly sorry to go back to that house or be used for that house after getting soaked up in my life at Coco.

"It's okay. If you leave it to Master Rodin, I will not harm Yui's will. Swear to the Spirit."

I'll take care of it, won't I? And I had no choice but to snort at Mr. Skull, who said it would increase the odd force.