Chapter 69

Schneel woke up safely the next day.

"My stomach is so empty, I feel like I'm going to die."

With a growl like a beast's distant howl, his stomach made a loud noise. He spent most of the day eating.

"I don't have enough energy for such a drastic level-up, you know."

Midget, the cook, who had prepared a large amount of food as Mimachi had instructed, looked very puzzled and tilted his head, wondering, "What's going on with your digestive system?"

Even while eating, Schneel's stomach continued to rumble.

"I'm sorry. I'll definitely compensate for the food."

"Don't worry about it. We had more provisions than we knew what to do with because the number of people was reduced. We were wondering what to do with the excess. It's a relief that you're eating."

While munching away, Schneel finally had the presence of mind to converse. Arjitt smiled wryly and offered him a second helping of soup.

Mimachi also placed a freshly cooked steak in front of Schneel and advised him.

"Once you can move, hunting monsters in the dungeon will help you settle down quickly."

"Oh, thank you. Yeah, I wanted to continue with the dress, but I don't think I can manage the fine movements right now."

"Most people who experience level-up sickness among the land-dwellers end up like this."

"Ah, that embroidery on the dress, I'm putting a doctor's stop on it."

"Huh?"

"There's a risk you might collapse again."

Schneel, shocked by Luu-Luu's words, dropped the fork he had been holding.

"You can't do it, right? You understand now, don't you?"

Mimachi quickly replaced the fork with a new one and moved Schneel's embroidery to a place out of his reach.

"Is it harder than the harisen?"

"Well, the harisen might feel easier because you own it, Schneel."

I told Schneel.

It seems I'm not good at gauging other people's aptitude levels. I didn't realize that Schneel couldn't modify the harisen right now.

Even if the material level of the harisen is high, he can modify it because he is its owner.

It's like the thread of Ariadne for me.

"We were careless. The magic array woven into the gloves Yui-sama made to purify the curse of the guardian of the country's cloth is not something that can be easily imitated."

"I'll do the embroidery on the dress where you want it."

Schneel looked a little disappointed but probably couldn't think of any other patterns or motifs to sew into the dress. He bowed his head and said, "Thank you very much."

The continuation of the dress-making would have to wait until Schneel's level-up had settled down.

After that, Schneel, Arjitt, and Mimachi spent several days frequenting the dungeon.