I Will Be Unrivaled With The Skill [Sewing]! They Said It Was A Bad Skill, But With Effort, I will Make It A Hit~ - Chapter 21
Episode 21: Only My Will…
In front of Maior stood a Rampage Ape that had lost its sanity.
Just moments ago, it seemed to be moving calmly, working to separate Seneca and Maior. But now, it was in a state of frenzy.
The Ape attacked with punches and kicks in a chaotic manner, lacking any coherence, making it hard for Maior to predict its next move, causing her great fear.
The one-armed Ape was channeling all its magical energy throughout its body, seemingly enhancing itself. While the enhancement appeared powerful, it didn’t seem sustainable for long. However, Maior wasn’t sure if she could evade long enough for its magic to deplete—the weight of a single attack was overwhelming. To survive, she had to rely on shielding and evasion.
The responses from her 【Detection】 skill indicated that Seneca was struggling. She was repeatedly being thrown and coming back, again and again. If she weren’t returning, Maior feared Seneca might already be dead.
Maior reflected on the situation.
They had faced many tough battles before. They had been injured. When Maior faltered, Seneca supported her, and when Seneca weakened, Maior took over. Though still inexperienced, they had managed to overcome challenges together.
But what about now?
Even Seneca was struggling. As a warrior who relied on agility and skill to swiftly defeat her foes, she was only eleven years old, lacking the endurance of an adult. The longer the battle dragged on, the worse their situation would become.
Maior was in the same boat. The Rampage Ape before her, despite its missing arm, attacked with abnormal ferocity and reckless abandon. She had never faced such an enemy before.
Her attacks seemed ineffective. Although she slashed at the Ape’s arms and sides as they passed, the cuts barely pierced the skin, it didn’t feel like her strikes reached deep enough to cause real damage.
Suddenly, a fear of death surged within Maior.
Her thoughts spiraled downward, becoming increasingly negative.
She couldn’t see a path to victory.
She didn’t believe they could win.
As the battle continued, sweat poured from her body, and she grew pale.
Eventually, her body began to tremble uncontrollably. Each time she deflected the Ape’s attacks with her shield or narrowly avoided a body slam, a horrifying sensation rose from deep within her, threatening to consume her entirely.
Maior realized she couldn’t continue like this. Yet, the more she tried to shake it off, the narrower her vision became, her breathing faltered, and her mind went blank.
Just before darkness overtook her heart, Maior instinctively distanced herself from the enemy and deactivated her skill.
She let her body relax, discarded her shield, and exhaled deeply.
A slight calmness returned.
She murmured to herself.
“If I die, Seneca is finished too. If Seneca dies, so am I.”
Their joyful days, dreams, and grueling training—all would end. Everything would be over.
Was she really okay with that?
Could she truly be satisfied with such an end?
Maior questioned herself.
The answer came quickly.
“Of course not!!!”
Maior activated 【Detection】 and focused all her abilities on the one-armed Rampage Ape.
She ignored all other distractions.
Tears unknowingly streamed down Maior’s face.
Her hands and feet still trembled. Her skin was pale, and her teeth chattered audibly.
To an observer, she must have looked like a girl terrified of death.
“So what!”
Maior muttered to herself, as if to rally her spirit.
“Destiny, my body—none of it goes my way. I face misfortune, abandonment by the heavens, and my strength fails me. Tears fall uncontrollably. Nothing ever goes as planned. But my will, my inner strength—those are mine alone. That’s who I am. Even if this body perishes, my will is something I’ll never surrender!!! I’ll fight with everything I have!!!”
For the first time, Maior launched an all-out attack.
The Rampage Ape twisted its lips into a sneer, confident it couldn’t lose.
Maior, in a trance, poured all her magic into her skill.
Then, something extraordinary happened.
Time seemed to slow, like a revolving lantern, and she saw afterimages of the Ape’s movements.
Traces of its actions materialized in her world.
The future is always shaped by the past.
Suddenly, she could predict the Ape’s movements.
She knew the trajectory of its attacks and how it would approach.
Maior used 【Detection】 to anticipate the Ape’s actions and elegantly evaded with her limited movements.
She then stepped into the Ape’s guard and drove her broadsword straight into its eye.
“GUUUYAAA!!!”
The Rampage Ape screamed, clawed at its throat, and then collapsed like a marionette with its strings cut.
Maior had triumphed.
In her mind, she heard the voice she had been waiting for:
【Level 2 achieved. [Subjective Vision] acquired. Physical abilities significantly enhanced. Sub-skill [Trajectory] obtained. 】
For the first time, Maior let out a triumphant roar.
The sound spread across the sky and flew into the distance.
Seneca is fighting with both arms against the Rampage ape. She’s been at a disadvantage the whole time.
There hasn’t been a single good moment for Seneca.
Somehow, she manages to dodge, repeatedly getting deflected, yet still standing her ground.
The ape is entirely superior in strength, comparable to an orc. Though it lacks intelligence, technique, and magic, it’s faster than an orc.
This is not an enemy Seneca can defeat alone.
She knows this.
If Seneca loses, Maior’s life is over. If Maior loses, it’s the end for Seneca too.
As time passes, they edge closer to their doom.
She knows this in her head.
Yet, despite everything, Seneca has an unshakable belief that she can overcome this situation.
It was the same when she was six.
When she fell into the river just before the waterfall, her mind remained inexplicably calm, convinced she would be saved.
She survived, with minimal injuries, clinging to a tree after the fall.
Last year, while walking alone in the forest, she fell into a large pit.
Even as time seemed to slow, she had an unfounded certainty: “This will be fine.”
In reality, the bottom of the pit was cushioned with fallen leaves, and the impact wasn’t severe.
Calling out continuously, a passing adventurer noticed her and pulled her out.
Later, when she tried to find the pit again to cover it, it was nowhere to be found—but that’s another story.
It’s the same now.
A single misstep could cost her life.
Her ribs are likely broken in several places.
A portion of flesh is missing from her left arm.
Her right abdomen has a gash, bleeding profusely.
Her head is fuzzy, her breathing labored.
Yet, she has a conviction that she’ll manage somehow.
Seneca enters a state of deep concentration.
In moments of hesitation, she continues to choose the right action.
Even in situations with no clear answer, she’s doing her best.
Then, from afar, she hears a shout.
“Gugyaaahhh!!!”
It’s the cry of the Rampage ape.
Following that, Maior’s triumphant yell echoes.
Seneca thinks Maior might have shouted “Yatta!” (I did it!).
Maior has done it.
She defeated the ape.
The ape in front of Seneca falters for a moment.
It must not have expected its partner to lose.
If Maior arrives here now, the advantage shifts to them.
A usually vigilant ape shows an opening.
Seneca has been pondering.
Since she acquired the skill, she’s been thinking about it.
The mysterious skill, 【Sewing】 .
【Sewing】 is greatly influenced by her psyche.
Even with the same infusion of magical energy and the same movements, the power differs drastically between thinking “pierce” and thinking “sew.”
The 【Magic Needle】 follows the same principle.
When she aims to stab, the power is weak. But if she thinks “I’ll sew it to the ground” or “I’ll sew its stomach and back together,” the needle flies faster and homes in on the enemy.
Kito once said, “Sene-chan, you have strong convictions sometimes, so that ability suits you,” with a bright smile. It didn’t sound sarcastic, so Seneca felt flattered and a bit embarrassed.
Seneca has sewed many things over time.
Her most groundbreaking thought was “sewing the enemy to the ground.”
She’s sewed everything—fabric, leather, paper, wood, enemies, the ground.
Recently, she’s unsure of what to sew next.
Thus—
The moment the Rampage ape shows an opening, Seneca runs, circulating magical energy throughout her body.
A brilliant idea suddenly strikes her.
She’s never tried it before.
“But it’s bound to work.”
Seneca, as always, holds onto a strong belief.
“I’ll sew the enemy!”
With what???
“With myself.”
Seneca envisions herself as the needle, intending to sew the ape.
“I am a needle, I am a needle, I am a needle…”
It’s a bit scary.
Just one and a half steps away from the ape’s range, Seneca’s body begins to glow.
From around her backside, a tail-like magical thread appears.
She succeeds in recognizing herself as the needle, and the thread emerges.
Looking like a small animal, Naeus would probably be overjoyed if he saw this.
Seneca’s magic flows into her sword, integrating with her body.
She thrusts her sword forward and charges at the ape with terrifying speed.
Boom!
A tremendous sound echoes.
The Rampage ape doesn’t understand what’s happening.
The small female it had been fighting suddenly charges at it, and when it tries to intercept her, she vanishes.
Before it realizes, she’s behind it.
The ape is bewildered.
At that moment, it hears a “whoosh,” as if the wind is blowing.
A strange sound.
When it looks down to find the source, it sees a large hole in its body.
Seneca turns around and stabs her sword into its back once more.
“Running sew.”
Before the ape can even register the words, it breathes its last.