Chapter 171: Disgust
Percy wanted nothing more than to dive back into his work, having lots of urgent tasks to tend to. The looming threat of House Tantalus aside, there were only 9 more months until the lotus bloomed, and he wanted to return to his family by then.
Sadly for him, his injured channels forced him to place everything on hold for a few more days. Unable to use mana, he couldn’t condense crystals, nor cleanse his cores. Even sending out his next clone had to wait a while longer.
But that didn’t mean he remained completely idle.
Knowing the name of his trait, he figured this was as good a time as any to explore the benefits it granted him. Of course, he still had no clue how it could possibly help him improve his magic, but there were other, mundane ways to put it to the test.
To this end, he approached Leah, the lady who’d spoken for him and Nesha during the other day’s discussions. Apparently, she was the town’s resident tailor – the very person Nesha had purchased their clothes from. Though it wasn’t a wardrobe change Percy wanted from her.
“Do you think I could work here for a couple of weeks?” he asked, eliciting a raised eyebrow from the woman.
Naturally, she was a little surprised to see a young man – and a noble scion at that – display a sudden interest in her profession. Still, she eagerly agreed to his request as soon as her initial confusion faded, happy to help Percy after everything he’d done for the town. In fact, she offered to tutor him of her own volition, and even to pay him for his work.
Suffice to say, Percy refused to take any money. Besides the fact that he didn’t need it, he had no idea if he’d be any good at this. His trait might have raised his proclivity towards the art, but he wasn’t sure if being a little skilled with a thread and needle would cut it.
‘Getting some experience is more than enough.’