Chapter 891: The Seamstress (2/2)

They retained all their experiences as bandits. But now, they seemed like honorable warriors nurtured by a respectable family, judging by their demeanor.

”To a typical battle maniac, the best way to fend them off is to annoy them as much as possible until they're repulsed by the very notion of fighting. That is our way of protecting ourselves and maintaining peace.” As if it was a response to her words, the ex-bandits slammed their chests once again.

The bandit at the front exuded unwavering resolve as if he had been trained for this very day. One of his pairs of ribbons shone as it coiled around his body, wrapping every nook and cranny as their sides and ends merged, turning into a cohesive armor that covered him from head to toe.

The part of his armor above his eyes shone with a blue light as his presence changed. The other ribbon formed a knot on his head. And with just a single thought, it moved forward, taking on many shapes: shields, ropes, cages, etc. All the other bandits had also executed the same thing in their armored forms.

”Change.” Upon her command, all the ex-bandits connected one of their ribbons to each other, creating a massive formation, one that manifested a massive shield capable of defending against the strongest of attacks in their respective realm and even a realm beyond without suffering from a single scratch.

”Great.” She nodded and proclaimed, ”From today onwards, you will be reborn as the Ribbon Sect. When you die, your children will inherit your pair of ribbons, carrying your legacy of bringing peace to the world.”

”Yes!” All of the armored ex-bandits shouted. Their shout thundered across a vast area, causing the listeners that had been traveling towards the Sub-Realm to become scared.

”Let's move towards the Sub-Realm, then.” The old lady smiled, ”Also, address me as the Seamstress.”

”Yes, Lady Seamstress!” All of them shouted in return. The row of cultivators were clad in blue armor that glistened with blue light, possessing an imposing appearance.

One of them walked forward and kneeled on the ground, causing the old lady to look in surprise. He thumped his hand on his chest, speaking, ”I have never revealed my demon beast form to others because I had been afraid they would abuse me. But, I finally have the guts to do so now that I am wearing this ribbon armor.”

”Go ahead.” She nodded, anticipating the next because this was something she hadn't come across before.

”Yes.” The man nodded as his body bulged, causing his armor to collapse into a blue ribbon that coiled around his hip region. His arms turned into sharp blades, capable of piercing through anything, while his legs turned into tough stumps, dense enough to stomp on anything.

They then segmented into three, turning into flexible legs with spring-shaped musculature capable of making massive leaps. The arms turned into aerodynamic blades that maximized their ability to cut through the air.

Its face turned into a cute creature that normal people couldn't resist. Such was the charm of its face.

Upon seeing his demon beast form, exclaims of surprise and shock resounded from everyone. Even the old lady was surprised, for the demon beast race before her was infamous for scamming people. And, the worse part of it was the fact that even if they knew about them, people would still get scammed by them from time to time.

Also, thanks to their tremendous jumping ability capable of leaping kilometers with each leap, traversing them in a second, they couldn't ever be captured. And because of their repeated scams, their race garnered a lot of infamies.

Rooked Famer!

This was what their race called themselves. Even in human forms, they were still able to scam people to a considerable extent. Moreover, they were capable of subtly morphing their facial features while in human form.

This was how they changed locations from time to time in search of new prey to scam. So, the moment someone knew there was a Rooked Famer among themselves, they would immediately try to harm or even kill them. Though, they would always fail as Rooked Famers were the fastest demon beast race on land and would always escape from any situation easily by leaping from the scene.

The fact that a Rooked Famer voluntarily revealed his true identity did surprise everyone. Surprisingly, no one tried to attack him.

”Why did you reveal yourself like this?” The old lady gently smiled as she inquired.

Making a light bow with its head, the Rooked Famer replied, ”I wish to serve as your mount. That way, no matter how dangerous the situation becomes, I can bring you out of it.”

”Yes, Lady Seamstress. He's the perfect choice as your mount. With him, you don't have to worry about your safety.” The others too chimed in.

”Fine.” The Seamstress smiled as she watched the Rooked Famer manipulate its ribbon and cover itself, fully armoring itself, turning into a blue creature. With that, it now looked like an entirely different demon beast.

Moreover, the part of the ribbon forming the armor on its back changed, turning into a comfortable seat for the Seamstress to be seated. The Seamstress climbed aboard and felt that it was perfect for her, nodding in acknowledgment, causing the Rooked Famer to roar in joy.

Followed by her cue, they all started to march through the path.