"I hope you are very late!"
"I won't and thanks for the ax." After the conversation, which Blake still wasn't used to, he thought that the only place he could get wood was in the fields under the sharance tree, so he used the teleport spell and appeared in a second.
[Space skill, increased.]
"Hasn't it leveled up yet? Maybe the space element needs to be used more times for it to level up compared to others?" And once he finished with his thoughts, and managed to see several branches and trunks around the place, he knew that it would not be long. "Let's see what's so special about this ax."
{Rusty ax. Level 1.
Old and used ax. So battered and worn that it looks like it will break at any moment.
ATK +3 when equipped
Selling Price: 180G.}
'Why is everything give me rusty or about to break...? Well, I guess it will do.' And without delay, Blake equipped the ax and got all the pieces of wood while listening to various notifications in his head.
[Logging skill, increased.]
[Logging skill, increased.]
[Logging skill, increa...]
[Logging skill...]
[Logging...]
"I got it, I got it, you don't need to repeat it, my head is going to explode!" After tossing his complaints into the void, Blake returned to the mansion with enough pieces of wood, but once he entered, a gaze quickly settled on him as it seemed that the temperature in the room had dropped a few degrees.
"Here you are... Did you think you could escape your fate?"
"E-Evelyn, why...?" But Blake couldn't finish his question as he was taken by the arm and dragged into the darkness. 'I feel a Deja vu.'
Just as Blake got a better look at his surroundings, he realized that he was surrounded by an exuberant number of fabrics, patterns, and ingredients.
'Okay... Why is there a turnip here, and that... Is it a fish?' But without getting an answer to his questions, a voice appeared at that moment seeming to attract the attention of the whole universe.
"Well, I appreciate that you came as soon as possible, today you will be present when history is written, the world will see what true genius is and you should feel lucky to be the first to see it, are you ready, Blake?" With something out of fear and not understanding what the hell Evelyn was talking about, Blake could only nod as he waited for something he thought wouldn't surprise him... But he was wrong. "Well, watch carefully, because today, my new clothing line inspired by your unique style is debuting, you should be proud to be a part of this and show what fashion truly is! Watch, the clothing line, past memories!"
Just as she said that a large curtain fell behind her as light filled the room allowing Blake to see what the excited designer was referring to. A wide variety of clothing sets were in front of him, each one was, so to speak, unique. The designs seemed to have their own theme, but what was undeniable was that each one was very similar to the clothes Blake was wearing at the time.
He didn't know what to say, Blake was really concentrating on looking at the clothes that were in front of him as if he were appreciating a unique work of art, but he had to get out of that trance since Evelyn hadn't stopped talking.
"Everyone I made trying to keep the same feeling I felt when I first saw you, but also added my own twist to them, thus giving the peak of all the combined potential of both, you must appreciate them well, Blake! Because this is the true fashion!" Hearing the emotion in her, Blake couldn't help but compare Evelyn to an eccentric artist he met earlier, and after he finished listening to the speech, he felt that there were no words that could better express the clothes he saw at that moment... But there was something that destroyed the feeling that Blake should be feeling.
"All the clothes... Are they made from vegetables and fish parts?" He realized that had said what thought, but it was already too late to regret it.
"Of course, this is the touch I was telling you about! Fashion can't be that monotonous using the same old materials, when I was younger, I was stuck grabbing the same question, 'What is fashion really?', I spent years with that question in my mind, I even got to the point of discarding any design and clothes I made, they were all the same, the same wherever I looked, there was no beauty in it, but one day, enlightenment came to me! Why be the same as others? Why try to translate my being into something that others ignore? Why instead of the following fashion, didn't I create the one that is perfect for me?" All the words that Evelyn said seemed to carry very deep feelings and although Blake did not really understand what she was talking about, he could not help but feel surprised by the feeling that she transmitted at that moment. "Then the answer came to me, and that was... Love!"
"Love?"
"Exactly! Since I can remember I have lived in this town and it is practically already a part of who I am, so I had a simple thought, the way to show the perfect fashion, is through the love I feel for this town, and after spending a lot of time thinking about how to transmit it through my designs, I knew what I had to do... Use all the materials that this place offers, vegetables, fruits, fish, flowers, minerals, everything that was! Unique to this town, I could wear it and show how amazing and different the fashion was that I was trying to convey to the whole world!"
Blake was speechless, Evelyn seemed to have conveyed something special to her and she was rethinking that perhaps he should appreciate a little more what she was trying to tell him with all that, and Blake began to see the designs with a little more interest, hoping to understand a little of what she said.