After the Palm Monster left, Catherine tried to feel the other elements of the space. It's a pity that like the fire element, you can't feel the slightest.

"There's not even a water element. Catherine looked at the heat rising from the pool and fell into deep thought.

"Lord Catherine, I've kept you waiting. Just as the mage was pondering, the departing palm monster jumped out of the hole. He had some ice chips on his body, and his hat was a little crooked.

The palm monster took off his hat, dusted off his dress, then bowed and saluted, and said slowly: "My god is supreme, and I don't want to be luxurious and hedonistic. It was presumptuous and rude not to prepare clothes for Lord Catherine in a hurry. In order to atone for my sins, I have just traveled through the world in search of fine clothing and tailors. If he is able to offer clothing, he will be protected by our God, and if he can make clothing, he will listen to the teachings of our God. I believe that it will not be long before capable people will come to perform with gifts. ”

Catherine opened her mouth after listening, but did not make a sound. She suddenly felt that the guy in front of her had gone out for a spin, and the words he said after coming back seemed to have changed his taste, and he would not be able to speak well for a while.

Catherine knew in her heart that the "my god" in the mouth of the palm monster was most likely the fallen god she had encountered before. Then the space you are in is likely to be a divine kingdom opened up by gods.

Catherine didn't know why the fallen deity had somehow disappeared from the platform. But it seems that he has come back here, and now he is going to summon himself in a serious manner.

To tell the truth, the female mage has no interest in meeting a god with whom she has a "vendetta" in the realm of gods. But she also knows that there is no choice at the moment, so the requirement of "not wanting to go naked" is not only a matter of keeping warm, but also a delaying tactic in itself.

However, judging from the performance of the palm monster oracle in front of her, Catherine couldn't guess the thoughts of the fallen god at all. The respect and behavior of the palm monster does not seem to be a fake or deliberate performance. But it made Catherine feel weird out of tune.

"Lord Catherine. You see, here it is. After five minutes of eerie silence, the palm monster suddenly raised his voice and said.

Sure enough, from the gray and oppressive forest in the distance, a black spot came out. The black dot was coming in the direction of the sulfur pool at an alarming speed.

Catherine's eyes narrowed, and a golden light flashed in her pupils. She saw two tall palm monsters, one behind the other, carrying a huge log on foot.

"Yes, I'm looking forward to it. Catherine said in a satisfied tone, not showing any surprise in her heart.

"Knock, knock, knock, knock......" The two palm monsters were earth-shattering with every step they took, and it seemed that even the snow fell denser and faster because of their movements, as if a brain was shaken down from the sky.

Although from a distance, they walked slowly, but in fact the two monsters were running much faster than they could see. They are all giants with a height of nearly ten meters, and their steps are amazingly large, enough to make up for the lack of fast cadence.

Two giant-like palm monsters stood in front of Catherine and the oracle, carrying black logs about twenty meters long and two meters in diameter, which had been cut down from nowhere. They erected the logs and held them one by one.

Catherine looked at the oversized palm monster. They run with their fingers on the ground, and when they stand, they land on their wrists. At this time, it really looked like two giant hands had grown on the ground, holding a big stick.

But Catherine still couldn't figure out what this big guy who could cover the sky when he came in front of him had anything to do with tailors and clothes.

"Lord Catherine, the finest fabrics and tailors have arrived. The Palm Monster Divine Envoy took two steps closer to Catherine, his size now looking small, making people laugh, "Do you think we can start making clothes for you?"

Catherine nodded subconsciously.

"Stand up and let the tailor measure it. ”

Catherine crawled out of the pool and stood by the pool, drenched. "A minute. She said in an impatient tone.

"As you wish. The envoy bowed respectfully, "My god won't be willing to wait." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the giant's palm monster to the right of the log grabbed Catherine. The female mage almost instinctively wanted to jump back into the water, but Catherine took a deep breath to steady her mind and watched as her super large palm fell like a canopy of heaven on her.

The huge palm slammed Catherine into her palm. No matter how bold Catherine was, her heart jumped to her throat. But to her surprise, the breathless squeezing sensation she had imagined did not appear. Catherine just felt like she was rolling in a cotton ball, and the feeling of being wrapped was gone.

The huge palm returned to the log, and a humanoid depression appeared in the palm of its palm. It was exactly the same as Catherine's, and it was printed on it exactly.

It was a bit of a miracle indeed, and Catherine jumped back into the pool with a "tom". After standing on the shore for a short time, she was almost frozen.

"What are you waiting for, hurry up and do it. Catherine went to the edge of the pool, and did not forget to give instructions at once.

"As you wish. The Palm Monster Divine Envoy immediately replied. Without waiting for him to give an order, the giant palm monster on the left stretched out his four fingers and grasped the log.

Catherine was thinking he was about to make a move, when the dark red palm monster blurred. No, it should be said that he is falling apart.

Smoke-like dark red particles drifted out of the giant's palm monster. The particles swept over the log like quicksand, and finally it was like a large python devouring the whole antelope and wrapping the log. At the same time, the figure of the palm monster slowly dissipated, and finally disappeared into the air like a block of melted ice falling into a pond.

Catherine speculated that it might be some kind of self-disintegrating spell, with some spatial spells having a similar effect when spatial shifting objects or human bodies, and some Transfigurations that would happen after being activated in order to reshape.

However, when the female mage gathered her eyes and carefully observed the dark red particles, she found that her guess was not all right. Those particles are actually tiny palm monsters, and they are no bigger than flies and mosquitoes. The little palm monsters are crawling all over the log, and are doing all kinds of work. They work like ants, dismembering entire logs -- some peeling bark, some chopping wood, some carrying sawdust. It's really hot and energetic.

There were so many of them that in a minute, the towering log had lost its appearance. Most of the wood was gone, replaced by rows of boxy, half-meter-high black and white ice bricks stacked on the snow. It was made of sawdust carried by the little palm monsters. I don't know what kind of tree the log is, but the whole trunk is black from the inside out. When the black sawdust is built into blocks, snowflakes fall on it and melt into water that seeps in. It doesn't take long for a layer of ice to freeze on the outside of the blocks. The ice thickens at a rate that is recognizable to the naked eye, and little by little it turns into a stone-like hard, white on the outside and black on the inside.

But Catherine's eyes weren't drawn to these wonderful ice bricks. She noticed that there were some special little creatures among the little palm monsters who worked differently.

Not all large logs are converted into sawdust, and sometimes during the felling process, there are places that cannot be cut. At that moment, a small, shiny palm monster would run over, grab a shiny black thread from that place, and pull it with all its might.

Usually a small palm monster can't pull out the entire black line, and a companion will come to its rescue. One by one, they lined up in long lines and pulled hard together. A thin thread that is so thin that it is almost impossible to see is drawn from the wood. These thin lines can be long and short, the long ones can be two or three meters, and the short ones are no longer than the fingers.

Whenever a thin bright black thread was drawn, the little palm monster in the lead would drag the thin line towards the giant palm monster standing on the right, and then jump directly into the humanoid depression in the palm of the giant palm monster.

In that depression there were already a number of small palm monsters, busily running back and forth in the space created by the depression, dragging thin threads.

Gradually, Catherine saw a ring of glossy black fabric slowly emerge in that space. At first, the fabrics were scattered randomly in various places in the depressions, but as more and more small palm monsters ran in, the scattered pieces of cloth gradually gathered together. The small pieces become large pieces, and the large pieces form the whole piece, and the rudiments of a robe are thus produced.

What may seem like a complicated process actually goes on very quickly. The towering log was completely detached and disintegrated, and it took only a few minutes. Most of the little ones who had nothing to do came together again and reformed the Giant Palm Monster, but the new Palm Monster was missing a finger.

The little palm monsters that the fingers turned into are still busy making clothes. Not only do they have to weave the fabric and make the garment, but they also have to do some finishing in the details of the garment.

For example, trimming the edges of the robe so that the length of the front and back and the left and right sides are symmetrical, filling in or cutting some imperfections in the fabric to ensure that the overall thickness of the garment is uniform, and finally the remaining silk threads, which are woven into a decorative pattern and embroidered on the chest—the pattern of a palm monster with eyes, mouth, ears, and nose—like the figurine on the roof of the ice-carved carriage.

In the end, when Catherine got the black gown, she was quite surprised. The whole robe is a whole from top to bottom, from the inside to the outside. Whether it was the wide sleeves or the nape of the neck, there was not a trace of stitching onto the robe. The size of the robe is completely customized for the female mage's figure, which is comfortable, lightweight and convenient, and does not affect the movement when worn on the body.

Moreover, this robe is warmer than Catherine imagined, and it can actually allow the female mage to enjoy the wind and snow in the snow without feeling the cold. As for the shortcomings, the only thing that can be said is probably the palm monster decoration pattern on the chest that looks a little evil = cult. But fortunately, the fabric is pure black, and if you don't look closely, you can't see that there is a small logo embroidered on the chest.

"If a tailor who can make this kind of clothes appears in the royal city, I am afraid that the people who come to the door to ask for goods will have to line up at the gate of the city. For such a good dress, the female mage couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

"I'm satisfied. Catherine, who put on her robes, said, "Now we can go and meet your gods." ”

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I like this chapter, the poor female mage finally has clothes. Ha ha.

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