After Maxing Out All Job Classes - Chapter 14
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Chapter 14: Making You a Maid Dress
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Robb had actually said that the clothes Lillian had made would not satisfy him.
There was a distinct look of defiance on the latter’s face. If the man in front of her hadn’t been her master, she would probably have snapped at him. But she didn’t dare get angry with her master, so she pouted and said, “Lillian is very good at making clothes.”
Robb laughed. “But not as good as I am.”
The corners of the little girl’s mouth turned up stubbornly, and she raised her voice just a fraction. “Master! Lillian is excellent at making clothes.”
Robb smiled. “Okay, then we’ll both make the clothes at the same time. When we’re done, we’ll compare and see who looks better.”
“Okay!” Lillian puffed out her cheeks, looking very serious.
Robb fetched a pair of scissors and a needle and thread from the mayor. He divided a large roll of white cotton into two halves and gave one half to Lillian. He took the other half and divided the black dye as well. “Now on the count of one, two, three,” he said with a smile, “we will begin.”
“Good!”
“One… two… three… here we go!”
Robb shouted for it to begin, but he did not move at all. He merely cocked his head at Lillian to see what his new maid was capable of.
Lillian bent her head and went to work. First, she picked up a small stone from the floor and drew a few lines on the cloth. They were all drawn around the edges of the cloth. It was obvious that she was designing how to cut the fabric most sparingly. This was “expensive” cotton, not burlap. She could not bear to waste even a tiny bit of it.
After drawing the lines, she began to cut. She used a small pair of scissors skilfully. With a few clicks, she cut the cloth into the shape of clothes in front and behind. Then she took out a needle and thread and began to sew the front and back pieces together.
Robb silently praised her for her diligence and dexterity. ‘Unfortunately, the style of your dress really doesn’t suit me. What the hell is this tube dress that looks like a prisoner’s uniform? I wouldn’t acknowledge a woman dressed like that as a maid. Never.’
Forget it. As someone from a small village, she must have never seen my gorgeous maid outfit in the future. Even if she had, how could she handle that complicated design?
He watched as the young lady busied herself for a long time. Only when she had finished sewing the last row of stitches did Robb begin, placing the cotton cloth side by side with the black dye. Then, he changed his profession to tailor.
Choosing a prop that he wanted to create—”Maid Outfit,” choosing the material “White Cotton,” choosing the material “Black Dye.”
Start manufacturing!
System Notification: The clothes you create are decorative clothes. Their defense is fixed at 10 points. They do not enjoy the additional defense and enchantment of the grandmaster tailor skill.
Manufacturing complete!
Robb shook his hands, and with a flourish a maid’s outfit appeared. It was the same style as he had set on Remm’s body, black on black with decorative white trim. It looked good to knock. If the outfit had been on a blue-haired girl, it would have been a man’s ultimate dream.
Beside him, Lillian had finally finished sewing the tube dress. The garment, which looked like a prisoner’s uniform, flapped open. She turned to Robb and smiled. “Look, Master, I’m done. It’s very well sewn—”
Before she could finish the sentence, Lillian saw the maid’s uniform in Robb’s hand.
It was no exaggeration to say that Lillian had never seen anything more beautiful since she had been brought into the world by her parents. Because her range of activities was limited, she had only lived in her old town of Borderhammer. Then she had been sold around to merchants and brought to Westwind. The most gorgeously dressed person she had ever seen before was a merchant’s wife, but even the dress that the lady wore did not look as good as the one Robb held in his hand.
Lillian fell to the floor with a thud. “I may not be qualified to be a proper maid,” she managed to say. “The clothes I make are not as good as master’s.”
“Haha, don’t be sad.” Robb smiled at her. “Countless professional tailors have fallen in front of me in the past. You’re not a professional tailor yet. You don’t have to compete with me.”
“Eh!?” Lillian was dumbfounded. She couldn’t understand why her master wanted to compete with tailors in dressmaking. Wasn’t her master a priest of the Holy Light? What was the point of such a noble person learning to tailor?
“Well, don’t gawk here,” Robb said with a smile. “Go take a bath and put on some new clothes. You can use the tube dress you made for your nightdress in the future. Wear the maid’s outfit I made for outdoor activities. I’ll make another set of the same, so you can change.”
“Thank you, master,” Lillian said, happily accepting the maid’s dress. In truth, girls loved to look pretty. In the past, they hadn’t had the means, but now that they did, there was no reason to be unhappy.
Of course, she was most happy to have met a gentle and kind master. Not only was he pleasant to her, but he was also willing to spend so much money on her. A lowly maid like her would be impressed even if she was given a burlap shirt. There were many servants from noble families who lived in a dirty burlap shirt all year round.
She did not expect her master to make clothes for her with cotton cloth and two beautiful dresses. She could even have a nightdress. This was a treatment that many girls from commoner families could not enjoy, let alone servants.
Lillian happily fetched water from the well and went inside the church to bathe.
As small as the church was, it had several rooms. Because it had been built with priests, nuns, servants, and others in mind, there were small rooms for servants. Robb hadn’t even bothered to arrange them before Lillian had found her own way to the servants’ quarters.
However, the mayor had only arranged daily necessities for Robb’s room. The others were empty.
Lillian surveyed the servants’ quarters, which were bare of furniture, and thought: I’ll have to get some hay to support the floor, or the evening won’t go well.
After taking a shower, she changed into the maid’s outfit that Robb had made and walked cleanly into the courtyard. She felt refreshed. A new life had begun, and it was definitely better than when she had followed her aunt.
She immediately saw her master slumped on a stone bench in the courtyard. He was in a state of relative stillness…
Lillian was anxious. “Aye? Master! Are you unwell?”
“Not really!” Robb said. “Just too lazy to move.”
It turned out that Robb had started to become lazy!
After all this work, he’d finally solved the maid problem. Now that he had a pretty girl to do odd jobs for him, he could justifiably be lazy. Of course, he didn’t bother to move anymore. He slumped down on the stone bench and looked at Lillian, who had just come out of the shower. The little girl’s skin had turned snow-white after her shower. Her blond hair was down, and she looked beautiful in a black maid’s outfit with white flowers. It was pleasing to the eye.
Such a lovely girl could be bought for five gold coins. Feudalism was so… so… so wonderful.
There was no such good thing in the game!