Yeah, she had never seen those clothes before. The coat was long and pitch black. Beneath it, he wore a strongly woven decorative white shirt. And black trousers. That kind of clothing.
“Ah! This suit? I always wear this as my battle uniform.” (Suimei)
“You always wear it? But, during the summoning, you didn’t wear anything like that!” (Felmenia)
“It was in my bag. You saw my belongings right?” (Suimei)
Try to remember. It’s true that she kept the belongings of those three before.
But,
“There’s no way such clothes would fit into the container!” (Felmenia)
“Oi, no matter how much you use those remarks, it only makes you seem hard-headed you know?” (Suimei) (TL Note: Implying she’s stupid.)
He shrugged with annoyance. That’s right… He’s a mage…
“I see. Magic tools huh?” (Felmenia)
“Though somehow it seems like a random answer, but well, yeah, correct. Though it looks like this, I use it a lot. This is one of my favorites you know?” (Suimei)
Suimei bragged a little. Magic tools: tools that hold power. Normally, a magic tool can demonstrate impossible power. It’s true that if that were the case, it would make sense. But, she had never heard of a magic tool to increase storage capacity. She thought that it couldn’t be applied by any of the eight attributes. But, if he has that kind of magic tool, it’s probably natural to brag about it.
After bragging about his bag and putting on his glove, he fixed his coat collar, and then interrupted daringly.
“Well, well, the night is nigh, shall we begin?” (Suimei)