Tailoring. A job respected by all who don't want to be naked. A profession of which a lot can learn but only few can master. But on Peach Country United Front, tailoring has become a myth.
Since the dawn of magic, magicians such as conjurers and enchanters have their ways to create clothing. With a whisk of their wands, garments and other tailored products could be made. Alchemists could now toss a few ingredients into the alchemy circle to transmute them into linen so there was no need for weaving. Clothing factories were created which employed magicians instead of tailors because they were more efficient for the business.
Thus, tailors became jobless and their profession useless. The tailors throughout the entire Pearl continent closed their shops and changed vocations. Except for one oddball.
An eccentric 18-year-old tailor who inherited his shop from his drunkard teacher who disappeared suddenly was sewing a belt with a large leather buckle in his not so well ventilated dark shop.
Dust could be seen everywhere, mold and mildew on unwashed cups and plates; remains of linen cuttings litter on the ground; dead plants; and untouched counters. A sign that no customer has entered this shop for a very long time.
"Hur hur hur...!" a creepy laugh could be heard from the tailor. "Once I finish this belt, I'll earn hundreds of copper coins! hur hur hur!"
The belt he was sewing looked shabby but sturdy. The quality of the materials he used was sufficient to compensate for his lack of talent in tailoring.
"Luckily, that drunkard old man left his magic robe. Hur hur hur! Now I got enough materials to sew 3 magic belts that I will sell!"
It was a magic belt of the 6th Tier!
There are three grades for magic items. The Low-Grade magic items comprise 9th to 1st tier, with 9th as the lowest and 1st as the highest. Followed by the Middle-Grade which is Copper rank, Silver rank, Gold rank, Diamond rank, Platinum Rank, Mithril Rank respectively. Then the High Grade which must be a 3-5 set item: Adamantium Set, Earth Set, Sky Set, Heaven Set, and God Set items.
Middle and High-Grade items were the stuff of the legends so no one has ever seen them before while Tier 4 to 1 were rare items. Tier 7 to 5 were unique magic items thus were much more expensive than common magic items of the 9th to the 8th tier.
The Drunkard Old tailors robe was called the "Robe of Beginnings". A robe that will enhance the abilities and skills of the wearer for 5 levels. Thus making it a Tier 2 magic item. This would amount it too 250 gold coins which are 250,000,000 copper coins. Unfortunately, the little tailor shredded it to pieces and turned it into 3 belts of the 6th magic tier that would only amount to 140 copper coins each.
If the Old tailor will find out what happened to his precious robe, veins pop out from all his body, burn the little tailor on a stake, vomit all his blood before dying of extreme anger.
"It's your fault old man for leaving your burdens to me without teaching me anything! Hur hur hur!" His evil laugh echoed around the four corners of the small shop.
Actually, the reason he became a tailor was to earn money and become the richest man in the world! He was only thinking about earning money that he forgot that tailors aren't needed anymore. So if he knew that the Old man's robe was that expensive, he would cry and die of regret.
Not long after he finished the 3rd belt, the tailor heard a shout that highly piqued his interest.
"Strawberry Jam! Apple Jam! Mango Jam! All the Jam you want! 50 copper per jar!"
As his smiling face popped out of the shop's window, he saw an old lady carrying a basket full of Jars of Jam.
"Old Lady! Old Lady!" the tailor shouted.
"Old lady your sister! I'm only 70 years young! You're the old lady!" replied the old lady angrily.
'Eh... 70 years old isn't old? Was my memory jammed by the jam?' the tailor thought to himself. "Ah! my mistake. Beautiful elder sister, may I look at the jam your selling?"
"That's more like it!" The old lady laughed as she opened her basket.
The sweet smell of the jam permeated around the tiny alley. The common folk and other bystanders only needed to sniff the air and they could already taste the jam.
"May I taste them so that I can select which I like best?" The tailor asked.
"Sure, here's a tasting stick." the old lady gave him a thin flat stick and he began to scoop one of the jams.
"Mango... hmm it's good! Apple... hmm its good too! Durian... hmmm... smells bad but it tastes good! Strawberry..."
As he tasted the jams one by one, the old lady stared at him blankly. Because one stick was supposed to be used only once in one jam. But this thick faced young man used his saliva-wet-stick and dared to dip it in all of the jams!
"I take one spoon of this strawberry jam for 3 coppers!"
"That would be 50 copp... huh?!"
The little tailor took a spoon from his pocket, scooped a large spoonful of strawberry jam, placed 3 coppers on the old lady's hands and said "Keep the change." as he went back to his shop.
The old lady was dumbfounded for a long time until she regained her senses. Then her face went red in anger and fumes could be seen coming out of her eyes, nose, and ears.
"YOU LITTLE TAILOR!!!!!" an angry shout could be heard outside the shop.
"Hur hur hur! One satisfied customer!" The tailor grinned happily feeling he did the world a huge favor.
"Now where's that new bread I bought last week?" looking at his messy table filled with cloth fragments, threads, and needles, he spotted something covered in brown paper.
"Ah! there it is! Now... Bread and strawberry jam! Fusion!" he said as he dramatically spread the jam on the piece of bread.
"Now for the taste!" he bit the bread and paused for a while in a daze.
"This... This... I... I have invented the food of the gods!!!"
Enlightened by his food he decided to embroider the third belt with the sentence "I created the food of the gods!". He placed the half eaten bread back at the table and prepared the materials for the embroidery.
As he was ready to start his work, flies from outside entered his shop. It was about a dozen in number and was buzzing around the shop until they spotted the tailors bread.
"Crap! I forgot to close the windows!" the tailor exclaimed.
When the flies neared his bread he shouted "Shooo!!! Damn flies! Don't you get near the food of this genius!"
However, would flies understand human language? No... So the flies kept on attacking his jam filled bread.
Angered at the stubbornness of the flies, he picked up a piece of cloth and said "So... You wanna do it this way huh? Then... When I striketh thou will falleth!"
He swatted the flies with his piece of cloth and amazingly... with only 1 swing, 7 flies got hit and died.
"Huh! What the!" He was amazed at what he did. He leaped and shouted for joy.
"I'm sooooo great! Wow! I killed 7 flies with one swing!" Overwhelmed at what happened, he decided the new words to be embroidered on his belt.
"I have to tell the world of my achievement! They have to know how great a tailor I am! And many customers will come and flock in the shop! Hur hur hur!" He laughed loudly thinking about the money he might earn. He even forgot about his bread... of which was where the 7 dead flies fell...
He began embroidering the new words he thought about until he finished his work the morning the next day.
"Now I'm off on a journey to inform the world of my great work!"
He took a piece of old cheese from his drawer, a few clothes, and needlework, closed his shop and started his journey.
"Opps... I forgot to wear my new belt! hehe! People must see this to believe!"
On his belt were 4 words. It was embroidered from the thread the came from the old tailors magic robe. It said:
"SEVEN IN ONE BLOW"