"Alright, conversation's over. Now stitch this up."

"Ugh, Gainan’s such a slacker. Should’ve made him take illusion magic."

Watching his friends grumble as they sewed, Lee Han felt puzzled.

Huh?

"Why is everyone sewing?"

Of course, no matter how sturdy their clothes were, life at Enroguard was rough—things got worn, torn, and sometimes even burned.

But it was unusual for his friends to all be sewing at once like this.

And from the looks of it, they weren’t just repairing rips; they were adding designs to their cloaks…?

"Are you guys trying to add magic to your clothes? If so, …