"Selene, remember this. You need hundreds of golden threads to make spiritual armor. If there are only a few strands, it won't be enough to block his pure spiritual aura."
Selene recalled Alaric's words. She frowned anxiously, realizing that the amount of thread she had found was far too little.
"There are fifteen strands. I think this is enough." Caelis had taken them from the golden worm's nest and handed them to Selene.
"No. Not enough. I need hundreds. No, thousands." If Claude planned to train in both magic and swordsmanship, he would have to improve the quality of his spiritual roots. The armor he wore would have to be extremely dense and durable to withstand the force of his spiritual aura.
"Are you planning to make spiritual armor?"
Selene's heart skipped a beat at such an accurate guess. What excuse would she come up with if he pressed further? "That's right. I was planning to make one."
