"Little Miss Qin Xin, are you back so early today?" From the window of a small wooden house, an elf stretched out his upper body and greeted me.
"You bullied our lovely Elf Highness again." The female elf looked at the elf princess who was being carried on my shoulders and joked to me with a smile. "Aren't you afraid that our Queen will tear you down?
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"Good morning, Aunt Grace." Because I was holding the elf princess's body with both hands, I could only nod in response to the elf aunt who leaned out. "It seems that the elf queen also wants her daughter to practice here. The more miserable I make her.
The Elf Queen looks happier."
"Little girl Qin Xin is so unlovable. She is obviously still young." Grace said shyly, covering her eyes with her hands.
If you have the guts, don’t introduce me to your 600-year-old sewing needle!
Aunt Grace...well, she is the best tailor in the elves. After collecting the spider silk, I will bring the spider silk to her for processing.
Miss Grace's craftsmanship is very good, and the spider silk she weaves is even better. It is even better than the spider silk I saw in Diff that is said to be produced by the elves.
In Miss Grace's words, all the garbage is thrown to those human destroyers, and only the good things are kept for your own use.
By the way, I wonder what Diff thinks when he knows that the best fabrics in his shop are trash in the eyes of elven tailors?
I met Grace by chance. When I saw humans coming to the elves to trade fabrics, I realized that the elves actually had tailors with such good craftsmanship.
At Miss Grace, I was surprised to find that there were all clothing design drawings ranging from level 9 to level 3 in production difficulty. In order to reach the "clothing production" production level that can make Qiyao suits, I made up my mind to come here to gain experience.
So I shamelessly came to Grace's hut and worked for Grace on the pretext of working for free to learn skills.
After getting to know each other over and over again, Miss Grace can be said to have learned everything from her.
After I destroyed all of Grace's spider silk inventory in one afternoon, I was kicked out by Miss Grace and was responsible for the daily spider silk collection.
There is no way, there is no automatic loom, making spider silk is a waste of time.
However, after I made an automatic loom and tried it, I found that the automatic loom I made did not meet the requirements. The quality of the spider silk produced was not high enough to meet the production requirements of these high-end clothes. In the end, it was extremely painful.
I use a simple loom to hand-make these high-grade spider silks bit by bit.
So during this month, in addition to collecting spider silk, I basically used the rest to weave spider silk.
But I am not without gains. In addition to the large number of skill points gained through continuous production, my current "Textile" skill level is 3 and my "Clothing Making" skill level is 4. This is the biggest gain.
As long as I work hard for a few more days, when the "clothing making" skill level reaches level 3, and working here at Grace can no longer provide me with the training experience needed to improve the skill level, I will say goodbye to the elves.
"I'll send this idiot back first and leave first." After saying this to Grace, I walked towards the meeting hall. "By the way, I didn't collect spider silk today because of this guy, so I skipped work today.
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"Send Her Royal Highness back quickly." Miss Grace's voice came from far behind. "Anyway, this month's output will almost exceed my workload in the first half of the year, so it doesn't matter if I take a day off!"
The Elven Council Hall.
"Oh my, today is so intense." Looking at her unconscious daughter, the Elf Queen looked at me in surprise.
"Don't say such misleading words. She was just stunned." I curled my lips in response to the Elf Queen.
"Fainted? How is that possible? Although she is indeed afraid of spiders, she has never been scared to faint before." The Elf Queen looked at her daughter lying on the table strangely.
"Obviously I've tried it with spiders before, and at most I was so scared that I screamed and trembled all over." The Elf Queen lowered her head and murmured.
"..."
Why am I not surprised at all by the elf queen's bad behavior?
Or is it that after getting to know the Elf Queen this month, my three views have already become extremely strong?
"I understand, that's it. Next, I have to conduct special training for my daughter." The Elf Queen punched her palm. "I'm going to call the human-clawed spider."
Elf Princess, rest in peace, Amen.
"By the way, how have you been this month? Are you still getting used to it?" The Elf Queen, who had decided how to arrange her daughter's special training, finally thought of me standing aside.
"It's okay, I'm doing pretty well." I said casually, tapping my toes on the ground.
I have almost learned the pharmacy of the elves, and apart from some confidential potion formulas, I can already make most common potions by myself.
Even the potion formula that I couldn't make due to my skill level was memorized by myself and I would practice it slowly in the future.
As for the Elf's archery skills, the Elf Princess has sworn not to stay at the same shooting range as me. Do I still need to explain the rest?
Ah, yes, there is also the enchanting technique. This thing is very difficult to practice, but luckily the elves have all the training methods. After I memorized them, the rest had to be honed over time.
"So, when will you leave?" the Elf Queen suddenly asked suddenly.
You want to drive me away? Believe it or not, I won’t leave here!
But forget it, staying in the elves is indeed very comfortable, but the living habits and other things are still unacceptable.
For example, the elves never eat meat, only fruits. What should I do if I don't like meat? Now I can even swallow spiders.
What's more, as a human, I always feel a little uncomfortable staying among the elves. Although most elves are very kind and can easily get along with them, the hostile looks from some stubborn elves are very annoying.
It makes people feel uncomfortable all over.
"Probably in a few days." I thought about it and said with some uncertainty.
Before you leave, at least practice your "clothing making" skill to level 3, otherwise you will be at a huge disadvantage after working in vain for so long.
"So, are you going back to Felice Academy?" The Elf Queen looked at me and asked calmly.
"I should go there and take a look around." I looked at the Elf Queen strangely, "What's wrong?"
"In that case, please give this to Phyllis." The Elf Queen handed over a magic scroll.
Can't open?
I pulled on this magic scroll and thought with some doubts.
"Oh, this is someone's personal letter. It can't be opened without special methods." The Elf Queen said shyly, covering her face.
Did Dean Felice really have an affair with the Elf Queen when she was young?
I looked at the Elf Queen with some collapse, and then started to think in my mind that the Elf Queen plus Felice equals the Elf Princess.
No, I can't think about it anymore, it's too scary.
How could a bad old man like Phyllis give birth to such a beautiful elf princess?
Even though my chest is flat...
"Okay, I'll deliver it to you when I have time. I don't know when." I put away the magic scroll and said to the Elf Queen.
"Please." The Elf Queen nodded, not showing any signs of her usual impropriety.
After bidding farewell to the Elf Queen, I went to the bar where the elves gather.
Well, you read that right, bar!
Although the Elf tribe does not sell barbecue in the bar, there is a kind of special fruit wine made by the Elf tribe that is still very delicious. I like to hang out there when I have nothing to do, to improve the food and so on.
But today, the atmosphere in the bar was a bit strange. Many elves gathered around with angry expressions. When I walked over and took a look, I realized that the person being watched was a bearded man less than 1.1 meters tall and with a strong build.
Is this a dwarf?
"Wow hahahaha, the wine you elves make is not strong enough at all."
The dwarf, the protagonist, shouted with his face flushed, and there were many bottles of elven fruit wine on the ground beside him.
Although the elves next to them were angry, they looked helpless. (To be continued.)
