Chapter 827 828.
Watching the scales on the shoulders falling off one after another, the scale-shaped skin there gradually healed, and the regular cracks on the skin disappeared, and the skin that had returned to its original white luster was restored.
Wendy stood beside the bath wall, a stream of clear water dripped from the top of her head, and the clear and sweet fresh water dripped from the top of her head, passing through her chest that was like water, flat belly, round and long legs, and finally spread out from her feet...
She raised her head, letting the water slap her face, and poured it into her mouth.
It seems that these clear waters that emit divine aura can cleanse the soul, and the heart that had been twisted in the darkness saw the light again.
It was like a beam of light that made her fair body reflect a magnificent light.
Tears mixed in the clear water and flowed down the body into the trench.
In the bathroom, after these female elves were regaining their freedom, some were hugging their heads and crying, venting the pain and humiliation they had suffered over the years, some were looking at themselves in the mirror and smirking, and even touching their necks that had been marked by the slave collar.
These female elves even ignored the changes on their bodies, but secretly asked the human priests: Is there any trick to eliminate scars on their necks...
Suddenly there was chaos at the bathroom door. A female elves standing next to Wendy quickly pushed her shoulders and pressed against Wendy's ears and said:
"Wendy, it seems that people are being recruited outside. I heard that there are not enough clothes on the boat. They are recruiting female elves who are good at cutting skills. They should make a batch of body covering clothes as soon as possible."
Immediately afterwards, she added:
"It seems to be for us to wear!"
Take a bath towel from the bath wall, quickly wiped the water stains on her body, and said to Wendy beside her:
"Wendy, do I remember you are a tailor? You should sign up. It is said that the elves who work for them can enjoy some privileges."
She threw the half-dry bath towel to Wendy and quickly walked towards the bathroom door.
Wandy looked at the bath towel in her hand. It was actually cut out from a piece of original color linen, and there was no edge of the mat.
Wandy also ran to the door, found the cloak in the storage box, draped it over her body, and then squeezed out of the bathroom.
She still cherishes this cloak very much.
To her: the existence of this cloak is greater than its use value.
On the first floor of the boat building, there is only one bathroom except for the pitiful kitchen and ingredient warehouse.
The fog is still bright around the three-masted sailboat, and the sound of waves keeps slapping on the boat.
The ship was not shaking too strongly, but there were still many elves seasickness...
On the deck, there were many female mixed-race elves lined up to register.
At the end of the team there was a wooden table and a chair, and a mixed-race elf held a quill and carefully registered them on the account book.
Wendy was also standing in the line, and the line was very long, even from the bow to the stern...
Suddenly someone behind him said in an elf language:
"You wood elves can still cut this craft? I heard that the elves in Danasus City all wore clothes made of leaves?"
Wendy was startled by the voice, and she didn't say anything. The female elves in front responded:
"Only wood elves from the natural sect can cover their bodies with leaves, and most wood elves can still wear clothes."
The mixed-blood elves stood in the team, pointing at the female elf and Wendy, and said not very politely: "Hmph, you wooden elves are the dullest, you better remember... it was the mixed-blood elves army that saved you." Their dispute immediately attracted the attention of the elves around them, and even some of the mixed-blood elves crew members looked over like them. Everyone's eyes were all on this side, and Wendy, who was born introvert, blushed.
At this time, a mixed-blood elf crew immediately came here and scolded them: "No noise on the deck, please be careful!"
The mixed-blood elf wanted to argue a few more words, and was immediately pulled back by his companion behind him...
It was Wendy's turn to sign up soon.
Wandy saw a mixed-blood elf wearing standard armor holding an arm on the wooden table, holding a quill, looking at her and asking:
"Name?"
"Wandy!"
"Wooden Elf?"
"Yes."
"Have you learned cutting or sewing?"
"I have a junior tailoring certificate, a member of the Danasus Bus Association, and have experience in independently designing evening gowns."
The registration elf raised his head and looked at Wendy seriously. Seeing that Wendy didn't seem to be lying, he pointed to the door next to the captain's room on the second floor of the boat building and said:
"Danasus Bus Association, OK! Go over there to report."
The female elf who came with Wendy has successfully mixed into the ranks of sewing female workers. She was still waving to Wendy.
Unexpectedly, Wendy pursed her lips and pointed to her on the second floor of the Boat Building, indicating that she would go there.
The female elf showed a joyful smile on her face, waved to Wendy, asking her to go quickly...
Wandy grabbed the edge of the cloak nervously, walked up the stairs barefoot, and then came to the door of the second floor room. There were only a few female elfs in the room. One of the female elf was cutting a piece of cardboard on the table, and the two female elfs took apart a tube skirt...
Wendy walked in and explained her purpose.
The female elf who cut cardboard said to Wendy after introducing herself:
"You come with me to design the fabric template. In addition, we must also stare at the cutting female workers, don't let them waste fabrics. The batch of fabrics on the ship was originally intended to make hemostasis bandages for the mine guards, but now they need to make some tube skirts, so save as much as possible."
The room was facing a lot of bundles of fabrics, and almost all the fabrics were in the original color.
Everyone spread the fabrics out and layered them together layer by layer, and stopped until the fabrics were stacked for about fifty layers.
At this time, use the designed template to draw the cloth of the skirt on the top layer of fabric. All the templates must be arranged in a compact manner until all the templates are filled. At this time, the female elf pulled out a pair of thin and long cutters from her waist.
Although the knife was very sharp, she still carefully scraped the belt twice.
She gestured on the fabric, and the blade inserted into the thick fabric, and began to hesitate...
Wandy saw that she had little experience in cutting large batches of fabrics, so she came to her silently, took the sharp cutters from her hand, and slowly pushed the knife up and down along the lines drawn on the fabric, just like cutting a cake to open the fabric.
Wendy is one head taller than an ordinary elf, so she also seems particularly relaxed when she does this job...
A batch of fabric was cut out soon.
These fabrics will be distributed to the sewing female workers, sewing them into the simplest tube skirts.
Watching the cloth slices cut out, the female elf breathed a sigh of relief and pulled Wendy to rest next to the wooden table for a while.
At this time, the other two female elfs began to clean up the piles of pieces on the floor, and then re-painted the fabric, and the quantity was still fifty layers.
The female elf looked at Wendy with a smile. She glanced at the cloak on Wendy's body and asked:
"Your cloak is only available in the mine guards... Is this what Boss Roy gave you personally?" Wendy was stunned: "You mean... the half-elf who looks very much like an imperial person?"
The female elf covered Wendy's lips and whispered to her:
"You'd better call him Boss Roy. He doesn't like anyone treating him as an imperial person!"
When the female elf let go of his hand, Wendy stuck out her tongue embarrassedly.
The female elf looked at the left and right sides, and saw that no elves were paying attention to them, then she whispered: "I guess he would like to fall in love with you. Look, there is a wooden elf sword dancer beside him. Her skin is as white as you, and she is tall and big. I heard that some half-elves just like to be taller than themselves." When she looked at Wendy, her eyes were filled with strange spirits.
Wendy's face turned slightly red and she didn't know how to put it down...
The fabric has been repainted. This kind of tube skirt is simple in style and does not require too complicated cutting techniques. The steps for making clothes are very simple.
Junior tailors like Wendy can also be skilled in cutting.
Although the female elf had very average cutting skills, she was well-informed.
At this time, Wendy heard her whisper to herself:
"Do you know? The leader of this elves army is actually a half-elves. He likes mixed-blood elves very much, and his partner is a mixed-blood elves."
Wandy was a little dumbfounded. She always thought that Boss Roy was from the Empire.
"Isn't he an imperial family?"
The female elf raised her eyebrows and said softly:
"Who said? I heard those crew members say that he grew up in the Silver Moon Elf Kingdom and his education was all about the elf education."
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She saw that Wendy was a little unbelievable and said:
"It's nothing to tell you. My brother is the guard in the guard regiment.
After I was captured by the gray dwarf outside Minascu City, he ran to the Patington plane in order to find me. Later, he spent all his money, so he took a boat to the Patington plane, intending to make some money there before continuing to find me.
I didn't expect that he actually joined the city defense security regiment. Later, the mine guard regiment expanded its troops and joined the mine guard regiment..."
The female elf had a pride on her face and said to Wendy:
"This time he followed the guard regiment to the Lost Sea, but he didn't expect to find me on the island of Presterton. I was so happy. He knew that I had learned tailoring, so he asked me to come here to help...
Actually, I am just a tailor apprentice, and I am not very familiar with this kind of batch cutting... Fortunately, you are there! "
The female elf is not greedy for merit at all, and is very friendly to Wendy.
Wandy smiled at her and shook her head repeatedly to say that it was nothing...
The female elf poked Wendy's arm, pointed to the elf sword dancer in silver armor standing on the deck, and said: "The wood elf is called Sabrina, and she is actually a mixed-blood elf with wood elf blood..."
Then he pointed to the white long skirt that was a little transparent on his body, pulled the hem of the skirt, revealing a snow-white long legs, and said somewhat dissatisfied: "I just walked back and forth in front of Boss Roy several times, and deliberately showed his legs to him. Unfortunately, people didn't even want to look at me." Wendy blushed, and she felt that the female elf was cheerful and generous, and she was not very comfortable with it because she was just talking about her...
The female elf still said to herself: "We female elf, even if we return to the elf world, we still have a slave mark on our bodies. I don't know that our past elves are okay, those who know our background do not know how to talk about us behind our back..."
She pointed to the scar on her neck with some self-deprecatingness, and then pulled open the collar of her chest, allowing Wendy to look at her branding on her chest.
This numbered mark is her name when she was a slave.
The female elf leaned on the back of the chair next to the wooden table, holding a pair of scissors in her hand.
There are only four female elves in the room, and they are all rescued from Prestton Island...
Only Wendy is a little special, she is a wood elves.
The other three are mixed-blood elves...
"It's better to be proactive now. As long as I can seize the opportunity, if I really succeed, I can get a happy life..."
Wendy asked her, "Then have you seized this opportunity?"
The female elf shrugged her shoulders and said very casually:
"Failed, fool! If I succeed, would I still sit here and tell you all this?"
"But I think you can try it. Even if you fail, you won't lose anything. Maybe Boss Roy likes your type."
Wandy and the other two female mixed-race elves looked at each other silently, and no one said anything. "Sister, have you made the sample here?"
A mixed-blood elf guard pushed open the door and asked the female elf in the room.
"Sewed! Is it so urgent?"
The female elf answered actively.
The guard of the hybrid elf lifted up the mask on his helmet, and the female elf on the opposite side said again:
"Send the sample to Lord Sabrina. As long as Lord Sabrina nods, you can sew it in batches. Sister, please send the sample to you as soon as possible."
The female elf responded:
"I understand, I'll send it here... Forget it! Wendy, you'd better go, don't forget what I said, you must seize the opportunity..."
The hybrid elf guard asked in confusion: "What opportunity?" The female elf replied without hesitation: "It's not your business. If you have nothing else, just leave. Don't affect our work here. We have to cut the fabric. Now we have only cut out the fabric of the two hundred sleeve skirts. It's still a lot worse!" Wendy picked up the newly sewn skirt from the wooden table at this time and walked out of the room.
She is tall and needs to bow her head when passing through the door.
The mixed-blood elf guard standing at the door couldn't help but say: "She is a wood elf, she looks a bit like our Lord Sabrina, giving me a strong sense of oppression."
"Are you okay?"
The female elf asked.
The mixed-blood elf guard quickly withdrew his gaze and hurried downstairs.
…
Sabrina pushed the door and walked out of the room and saw a wooden elf standing at the door, holding a sleeved skirt in her hand.
"Is it done so soon?"
Sabrina asked her to walk into the room...
Wendy hurriedly walked in with her tumbler skirt, then spread it in front of Sabrina. "How did you get caught?" Sabrina asked Wendy.
Wendy replied: "I was caught by a group of gray dwarves in the Whispering Plain. I was sent to Sanders by the union. There was a shortage of tailors there. I wanted to work in a fabric workshop there. Unfortunately, I was caught by them before boarding the ship."
(End of this chapter)