Clothes Healer

"Hmm… seems like the other teams haven't arrived yet," I said as I hop out of Revian's room after arriving at the east gate of the Academy. "Hope nothing as eventful happened to them."

"Well, that's all for today kids, you're free to go. If you are still in need of me, I'll be in the Rectorate building to report today's founding." Sir Mahanta then left us to do whatever we pleased, and all of us seemed to have different agendas from each other.

"Hmm… I'm going to make some lunch for you guys." Falisha called an elemental resembling a giant tiger, with a saddle on its back. She then rides it and walked calmly to the campus kitchen. "Want to join me, Revian, Althea?" She asked the two dragons.

"With pleasure, Your Grace." Both of them bowed and followed her in their human form.

"I'll join you later Falisha," Said Hada as his eyes began to glow. "Today's incident piques my interest in a certain topic, imma get some books first at the library."

*Blink*

The boy wasted no time and instantly teleported to his destination. All that's left was a trace of cyan light.

"What about you Hazana?" I asked the timid Guntak.

"I—I think I'll check the gym for… research." A drip of sweat fell down from her forehead. She looked away from the rest of us with luminous eyes and began casting her spell.

A collection of violet particles started to surround her, then burst a graceful cloud that engulfed her entirety, teleporting her away from this place.

"Well… looks like it's us three again…" I said to the remaining members.

"Don't you have anything you delighted to do Your Highness?" Chiya asked me, she looked confused because I always seemed to have everything scheduled.

"Of course, I'm going to meet a Guard and ask him if any Pandeka is willing to teach us martial arts on a weekly evening." I retorted.

"However… since I broke my uniform, I'll be leaving this matter on Anna's care." I shared a glance with the spouse of mine.

"Off to do my bidding then, My Prince." The girl bowingly smiled then left me alone with the ashen lady.

"Good luck!" Both Chiya and I wished to her.

"So… are you going to repair that sleeve of yours, Your Highness?" She continued her question as the girl finally away.

"Yep, I'm going to visit our campus clinic," I answered.

"Can I come?"

"Sure."

Having our destination set, we strolled our way to the campus clinic, which is located not far from the administration where we submitted our CSS.

Chiya's face is currently painted with a puzzled look, the lady must have wondered, why are we now going to a clinic instead of a workshop or smithery. The one that's injured is my clothing, not my body after all.

"Good afternoon Your Highness, already back from your orientation?"

A Nu Manah (Sarma) greeted us, She sat behind a desk, playing with a couple of nature fairies clouded by flickering pink light, which had their home nested on top of her desk.

Unlike Mrs. Senaria, she's a bit on a mature side.

There were only two age groups of Nu Manah currently present in the New World, the one that was born in the first era, and the one that was born on the fourth.

Which means the lady is 85 years older than Mrs. Senaria. With that piece of information, she was supposed to have a look resembling a 42 years old lady, but I can't seem to see it. The Sap of Life within her body made her skin fair and smooth, though anyone can sense the aura of an elderly being from her.

Also unlike Mrs. Senaria, her language is neatly constructed.

"Yeah… can you help me with my uniform Nurse Aleesia?" I kindly asked her.

"With honor, Your Highness."

The nature lady then stood up from her chair, stepped out of her desk, and come forth closer to me.

Chiya who's drowned in curiosity moved to my side, with a clear view between me and the nurse, to see how she's going to repair my uniform.

"Your hand please, Your Highness." The lady then offered her hand.

I lift my arm and held her hand tightly. The shredded clothes and armor could be seen hanging on my shoulder. Anyone can see how skilled the attacker was, based just on how clean the cut mark was.

Three layers of clothing made up my upper uniform. The first layer is an undershirt, just plain orange fabric. The second layer is chainmail made out of black steel, a type of tungsten and iron alloy. Lastly, the third layer is a jacket made out of enchanted cotton, where all of the design and paintings are at.

Nurse Aleesia sent her elemental energy through my arm to my clothing, and a pink light glowed from the torn part, slowly guiding those three layers to repair, while each part and fabric grew, and gracefully weaved themselves as neatly as possible.

Chiya's eyes shone brightly, dazzled by the magic that unfolded before her. She never expected a Sarma to be able to 'heal' armor, and she was deeply amazed by it.

"Thank you Nurse Aleesia." I bowed slightly, as a gesture of being grateful to her.

"Anytime, Your Highness." She replied with a calm smile on her face.

There are 6 healing combat classes currently existed in the Land and Sky. Each of them had its own unique traits that made them different from one another, And for Nu Manah, it is the ability to heal clothing, whatever they made from.

"Well looks like we're done here, let's move on Chiya," I said as I leave the clinic.

"Okay~" Chiya then followed, feeling satisfied with what she just witnessed.

"Be more careful next time, Your Highness." The lady waved, and get back to whatever she's doing before.

Once we stepped out of the building, I did not stop walking for even one bit, gesturing that I already had another place in mind that I wanted to go to.

"What's our next destination, Your Highness?" Chiya realized this and asked with another spark of curiosity.

"Workshop, I lost two weapons alongside my arm since they both embedded in my hand in the form of a ring," I replied.

"Your Santi and…?"

"A knife, a hunting knife to be precise." I quickly completed her sentence.

"Oh right… I forgot that Genka is a tribe of hunters." Her index finger played with her lips, trying to recall her memories.

"Well on the bright side, at least it's not the left hand that been lost." I lifted my left hand high and showed the rings on it to her.

"5 rings!? All those are weapons!?"

She looked shocked, judging that she came from Survya's main family, she's supposed to have already seen a lot of Waraney, which mean not many of the one sent to teach the Darkness tribe is a Santi Waraney, who is the most versatile out of all the Waraney combat classes.

Most Waraney only carries 1-2 rings on their hands.

"1 shield, 1 firearm, and 3 throwing knives, not that much if I put the throwing knife aside right?" I smiled jokingly.

"Still… I only used 1 weapon to compare, a whip."

She showed me that [Spiked Whip] of hers. The thing isn't fortified physically though, only by magic which helps her in casting curses. But being hit by it alone, probably won't hurt a Shaper who has a sturdy body.

"Well, we're here, let's go inside and I'll show you how I smith."

"Okay~"

The two of us then entered a building covered with steam and loud noises, which however still looked somehow neat with its white paint on the outside. But when you opened the door, the heat instantly blows the winter chill away. Chiya felt sultry even with how little she dressed.