The Artisan District

The final decision had been made—the fabrics of the Spider Clan and Alraune had been chosen. The spider silk, spun into a sleek, deep black cloth, shimmered with an elegant luster. Smooth to the touch yet impossibly strong, it was impervious to ordinary scissors and needles. Even when Wataru gave it a fierce tug, the fabric didn't tear. Not only was it beautiful and comfortable to wear, but it was also highly coveted by nobles, politicians, and even high-speed motorcycle racers in need of superior protection.

Meanwhile, the Alraune fabric, spun from the fibers of the plant-like monster, provided excellent insulation against both heat and cold. Its light gray color gave it a sophisticated appearance, ideal for formal occasions. Despite its elegance, it was just as durable, offering exceptional bulletproof and slash-resistant properties.

"Master! We've picked the fabrics!" Marielle called with a smile.