Chapter 40

"Hmm, a failing grade... 'Ah, it doesn't work. You guys are too weak. Do you even want to cure this child?'"

Aria stopped speaking in Japanese and used the language of this country, extending her hand. The Country Cloth Spirit appeared gently and placed her uninjured hand there. The lace dress she wore rustled softly.

Aria began to explain that the horrific boss was a manifestation of the curse I had scattered from the Country Cloth Spirit. I started making new gloves on the hand of the Country Cloth Spirit that had appeared. Of course, the thread I used was Aria's golden thread. This thread, when mixed with magic, becomes flexible yet firm. When it moves, it makes a beautiful sound. If not mixed with magic, it sticks to other threads... it's good for making fabric, but when the lace stitches were crushed, I screamed.

While listening to the conversation between Aria and the Arjitt with one ear, I started to incorporate the patterns I was taught. It was a purification magic array that was also on the top of the tapestry. However, since Aria was the provider of the material and not the creator, I had to reproduce what I saw at the meeting. Here, I mixed magic, and here, I didn't... I designed the knitting pattern in my head. This arm will eventually be cut off. If that happens, even without Aria's interference, it will turn into a monster... the curse I scattered made it a horror. If this arm turns into a monster entirely, who knows what kind of final boss will be born. I have to reduce its power even a little...

But, I need to practice! That's the stronger part of my consciousness.

Until now, I only had two choices: mix magic or not. The speed of my hands didn't change much. However, the speed of my hands became a problem here. My hands tried to create the knitting pattern I designed in my head unconsciously. I'm not used to adjusting the mixing of magic here and not here...

Ahh! I'm about to make a mistake! But I can't take my time! I have to seal it before the curse seeps out and my fingertips recognize me. Aria's golden thread remained without disappearing. It apparently takes a few weeks to purify and disappear. Yeah. The first gloves I made only scattered the curse, and eventually, I would be drawn back by the curse. It was meaningless unless I defeated the monster Aria had turned into. Honestly, I was disappointed that it didn't work as a cure. I had overestimated my blessed sewing.

'No one noticed, so it can't be helped... Even if it only reduces the child's burden for a short time, it's a good thing,' Aria said, but...

Monsterization is less efficient than a purification magic array and is also more dangerous. Familiarity and overconfidence hinder growth. Sewing faster and more beautifully than a sewing machine... creating something with mysterious effects... I shouldn't be satisfied with that, I thought again.

I was so focused that I hardly remembered the conversation between Aria and the Arjitt. It just passed through my ears.

Aria's consciousness has about a year left. It will take my spider a few years to gain Aria's level of power. The Country Cloth Spirit's arm needs to be cut off. For that, we need the cooperation of a high-level wind spirit or a magic sword with a cutting attribute. The cut arm will turn into a monster even without Aria's interference.

I heard all this before the wall turned into light and the Arjitt joined us, making it even more memorable.

Of course, Aria didn't mention that she has a high probability of reincarnating or that we are reincarnated. The Japanese language wasn't questioned. According to Aria:

"It's fine. Things with magic often can only be read or seen by qualified people. If someone asks, just look confused, and they'll understand on their own."

"Then, the wedding will be in six months."

Huh?

When I completed the knitting, which I had struggled with more than usual, Aria's words caught my attention.

So my thoughts couldn't catch up.

"Wedding in six months?"

Who? I must have had a puzzled look on my face.

"It's Amunart and Hania, Arjitt and Yui," Mimachi, who had been standing diagonally behind me, informed me.

"Of course, if we don't find a way to cut it off, it will take another six months," Aria sighed.

"The main body of this curse is likely no longer able to distinguish individuals. It might go berserk at the wedding of the king and queen. But that means it will be easier to separate it from this child." Aria stroked the Country Cloth Spirit gently and smiled.

"We only have a year, and I can only wake up two more times at most." She looked at me and the Country Cloth Spirit with a gentle gaze, then at the Arjitt with a serious one.

"I can only protect this child and Yui during the main event."

"Get strong enough to die in six months."

... That seemed to echo in the Arjitt's minds as a subtext.