The Ultimate Beast World Glow-Up novel Chapter 191

Rosalie waved her hand and gave the stall owner two silver coins. That was enough to buy every craft on the stall, with some left over. 

The stall owner broke into a wide smile and offered to teach her prettier designs. 

Rosalie shook her head and refused. She only wanted to make the little fish. They were simple and fast. 

The stall owner assumed she had a beloved husband who liked fish, so she became even more patient, nearly guiding Rosalie’s hands step by step. 

The more Rosalie wove, the more skilled she became. By the end, the fish she made looked almost the same as the stall owner’s. 

The better the quality of the fish, the more proficiency it added. A lifelike one could even add 15 points. 

Before long, Rosalie’s construction proficiency reached level two. She also started to enjoy weaving and asked the stall owner to teach her a few other patterns. 

It was almost dark when Leon reminded her it was time to leave. Only then did she reluctantly say goodbye to the stall owner. 

Before she left, the stall owner gave Rosalie all the crafts she had for sale. 

She returned home with a large basket full of woven animals. 

If it hadn’t been so late, she would’ve kept weaving. She was only a few dozen points away from level three. 

Back at the temporary house, Gael and the others gathered around her in curiosity. 

Rosalie tipped the whole basket out. 

She picked out a small fox she had made and gave it to Cameron. 

Cameron beamed as he accepted it. His fox tail slipped out and brushed against Rosalie’s ear as he held the woven fox with clear affection. 

Next, she handed a woven cat and a small dragon to Gael and Declan. 

Gael buried his face against Rosalie’s shoulder and said sweetly, “Thank you, Matriarch. I really like it.” 

Declan blushed and awkwardly accepted the dragon. He carefully placed it against his chest and murmured a quiet thanks. 

Everyone had received one. Everyone except Leon. 

Leon’s chest tightened as if a large hand had clenched his heart, squeezing it hard until it felt heavy and worn. 

He showed none of it on his face. He crouched down and gathered the scattered woven animals into a basket. 

Even if Rosalie became upset with him, her health mattered more than anything. He would never allow her to be hurt. 

Rosalie released his hair and covered his eyes with her palm. Leon was plunged into darkness. 

In the dark, his other senses sharpened. 

He could smell the faint scent on Rosalie. He could feel the softness of her hand over his eyes. 

“You did it for me. How could that be wrong?” Rosalie’s voice was gentle. 

Leon swallowed. Heat quickly spread through his body. 

Still, he stayed kneeling, steady as stone, though his body betrayed him. 

He heard a soft rustling sound. Then, the hand over his eyes lifted. 

Leon instinctively leaned forward, craving that warmth, and bumped into something. 

It swayed in front of him, blurry at first. When he focused, his eyes lit up with a shine. It was a small woven leopard, with a tiny flower tied to its head.