The beautiful mage was kidnapped by the contracted beast again

"What style of clothing do you want? The latest popular style is the cool Cecil style, which imitates the dressing style of Cecil Garner, the first lady of the continent seven hundred years ago. It is a mixture of complexity and luxury in the ultimate sense of freedom. Look at this men's suit." The clerk took out a piece of clothes from the layers of clothes and showed it in front of Miaomiao.

He patted his chest and proudly said, "This style of clothing is the best-selling one this year. It especially highlights a person's noble temperament. Customers who have bought it have given it high praise."

Miaomiao was silent for a moment as she looked at the huge collar that looked like a blooming sunflower, and the sleeves that were covered with countless layers of gold thread and lace.

He seems to lack the artistic talent to keep up with the aesthetics of the times.

"Change into something." Before he could say anything, Chi, who had come to watch the fun, couldn't bear to watch anymore.

What noble temperament? Wearing a fancy sack will only make you look like an empty-headed fool.

Chi Nan was too talkative to ask for more, and immediately made three requests to the clerk, "Pick simple clothes for him, without any messy decorations. The clothes should be made of good material, very soft but not easily damaged, and preferably with an automatic cleaning function."

The smile on the clerk's face was impeccable.

He glanced at the bulging bag in Chi's arms again, nodded, and said, "Okay, please follow me."

Money makes the world king. Even if the store doesn’t have the style, they will contact a tailor to make one on the spot.

Fortunately, not everyone follows the current trend of affluence. After following the clerk to change sections, the clothes on the display racks were all in more subdued colors.

The clerk explained, "These were left in the store by a lady and entrusted to us for sale. Unlike other clothes sold outside, these are all handmade. Only one of each is available. You won't find another like it in the entire continent."

Miaomiao picked up a piece of clothing and tried it out. The sleeves were much longer than his arms. He put the piece of clothing back and shook his head: "It's too long."

There were smaller versions of those Cecil-style clothes, but they were the only one of their kind and couldn't even be exchanged.

The clerk smiled and said, "That's exactly what makes it so magical, you see."

He picked up a piece of clothing and put it on as a demonstration.

The clerk was not particularly tall and was smaller than the clothes. However, when his arms fell into the sleeves, the clothes suddenly shrank in front of Miaomiao's surprised eyes and stuck to the clerk's body perfectly, as if it were a tailor-made work of art.

"These clothes have been imbued with Ernst's unique control magic, allowing them to change size freely. Therefore, no matter your age, height, or body shape, you can wear these clothes perfectly."

He turned around on the spot and raised his arms to show the two of them the perfectly fitted shoulder and back lines.

Not only Miaomiao was moved, but Lian Chi couldn't help but nodded slightly, expressing his great appreciation for the effect.

The clerk was not surprised by their satisfaction. This batch of clothes was undoubtedly more functional than those fancy aristocratic clothes, but it was not completely without disadvantages.

He said with some regret, "Due to the difficulty of hand-making and the cost of the clothes themselves, the lady set the selling price of these clothes at twenty gold coins each."

Twenty gold coins were enough for a family of four to live happily for nearly two years. It was even several times more expensive than those expensive Cecil-style clothes.

Ordinary people wouldn't spend such a huge amount of money on a single piece of clothing, while noble families often disliked these clothes as too bland and insufficient to reflect their luxurious status, so they would only buy one or two pieces for novelty. As a result, even though this batch of clothes had been on sale for nearly a week, very few actually sold.

Chi reached out and tried the fabric of one of the clothes. It felt cool and silky. Judging from the clerk's demonstration just now, it didn't seem to be a problem for sports.

He turned his head to Miaomiao and said, "How many pieces should I choose?"

Shop assistant: “?”

A few?

He touched his ears with some self-doubt. Did he hear it right?

Miaomiao nodded without any concept of money, as if twenty gold coins were just twenty stones to him. His eyes slowly slid over each piece of clothing, and his body moved forward, finally stopping in front of a piece of clothing in a very corner.

He reached out and pushed aside the other covering fabrics and picked up the dress.

The clerk who had been following him suddenly said "Huh" softly, a little surprised.

He looked confused and wondered, had this dress been here before?

Is it because it is in a corner and the color is similar to the one next to it, so I have always ignored it?

It was a crescent-white robe, elegantly designed. Fine silver threads dotted the plain white silk, creating a scene of starlight suddenly illuminating the vast snowy landscape. At the back of the robe was a hood trimmed with white feathers. When pulled down, it seemed to cover most of the face, perfect for concealment.

The more Miaomiao looked at it, the more his heart was moved. This piece of clothing, which looked no different from any other, had an inexplicable aura that attracted him.

He couldn't help but try to imitate Marigold and transform his magic power into thin tentacles and wrap them around his clothes.

As it was entangled, the magic tentacles trembled suddenly.

Miaomiao: “???”

His eyes widened in surprise.

Why did this garment, despite its ordinary appearance, exude such a strange and mysterious aura? It was like a small black hole, sucking his magic power into the garment the moment it came into contact. In just a few breaths, he lost contact with those magical tentacles.

Seeing him staring at the dress for so long, the clerk couldn't help but ask, "Do you like this dress? Why not try it on?"

This is twenty gold coins.

As long as the child can buy one, he can get a commission of one tenth.

Miaomiao frowned slightly and asked, "Is this dress from the same series as the others?"

The clerk nodded: "Yes, they were all entrusted to us by that lady."

All the clothes in this area were delivered by that lady at once, and she didn't mention anything except the price, so he seemed particularly confident when he said this.

Miaomiao turned around and looked at Chi. He said, "This is it. No need to try it on."

The clerk's face lit up with ecstasy when he heard this. With this order, he would have a successful business.

However, before he could open his mouth to flatter her, the secret door inside the shop was suddenly pushed open with great force: "Wait."

When they heard the sound, they looked and saw a beautiful woman with great temperament walking out from behind the door.

She was wearing a snow-blue cheongsam, which showed off her curvy figure. Her long light green hair was tied into an intricate and delicate bun at the back of her head, with a jade hairpin inserted diagonally in it.

Seeing the woman appear, the clerk was surprised and asked, "Mrs. Xue, why are you here today?"

The woman raised her red lips slightly. "I just happened to be passing by, so I came to see if there were any customers who appreciated my work."

Her beautiful eyes moved, their gentle gaze falling on Miaomiao and Chi, a look that flashed with inquiry but not anger. She paid special attention to the child's striking black hair and black eyes, paused slightly, and then looked at the dress in Miaomiao's hand.

She said in a voice as sweet as a clear spring, "Can you tell me why you chose this piece? It's probably not the best-looking of all my works."

Miaomiao raised her head and looked at her straight in the eye.

Is this lady who suddenly appeared the designer of these clothes?

There were magical fluctuations around her, and she was obviously a magician, but the magical fluctuations were not strong. It felt only slightly higher than Yao Xi's, and was completely incomparable to Lin Feng, Xing Yue and others.

Faced with her question, Miaomiao answered without hesitation: "Everyone has different opinions on whether it looks good or not. At least in my opinion, of all the clothes here, this is my favorite."

He lifted the dress slightly higher, and the moon-white satin made his snow-white skin even more translucent. His clear black eyes stared straight at the woman: "I feel that this dress is attracting me, so I chose it."

The clerk was confused as he listened. What was attractive? What was the choice?

Isn't this just an ordinary piece of clothing? Why are you making such a fuss about it?

Madam Xue stared at him for a long time, then suddenly chuckled, "Is that so."

Is it just because our aesthetics happen to coincide?

Miaomiao then added, "However, after getting close to it, I can feel that there seems to be something else on it, which makes the aura of this dress very strange."

When he said this, there was still a bit of confusion on his face, as if he had seen something magical.

"Have you incorporated the alchemical array into this garment?"

As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell into silence.

Chi frowned slightly, and the clerk opened his mouth wide, like a fish sucking oxygen in water. His disbelieving eyes first swept over Miaomiao, then looked at the clothes in his hand, and finally fell on the mysterious Mrs. Xue.

Alchemy array?

Is it possible to put this thing into clothes successfully?

Doesn't the maintenance of the magic circle require a constant supply of magic crystals? How does this piece of clothing achieve this?

No, no, no, wait, let’s not think about how it was done. Since there is an alchemical array on this dress, it means that this dress is actually an alchemical work, right?

A successful alchemical work can be auctioned for at least fifty gold coins. This piece of clothing is obviously not the lowest-level type of work, and is worth at least a few hundred gold coins.

What was Mrs. Xue thinking? Why would she sell something like this alongside ordinary clothes?

As if hearing his inner voice, Miaomiao looked up in confusion and asked, "Why did you put it here?"

He did not understand the value of alchemical works, but was simply wondering: why were watermelons and oranges placed in the same fruit basket?

They are clearly different categories of things, aren't they?

Mrs. Xue had been silent the whole time, and finally raised the corner of her lips when she heard his question. She didn't say anything, but walked forward and took the silver-white robe from Miaomiao's hand. Her slender palm hovered above the clothing, and she closed her eyes and waited.

Amidst the shocked gazes of the crowd, the shadow of a silver-white magic circle slowly emerged, stopping an inch below her palm and spinning quietly.

Alchemy array!

This is actually a work of alchemy!

She opened her eyes again, her red lips parted slightly, and she sighed, "I never thought that someone could actually tell the difference between it and other clothes."

He even noticed the existence of the magic circle she had set up, even though she had deliberately set up a hidden effect.

She lightly tapped her fingertips, painted with bright red cardamom, in the air, and the moon-white robe automatically floated up without wind, trembling at a steady rhythm. As it trembled, the silver-white magic circle suspended above it also spun rapidly.

In an instant, the originally very warm and lustrous fabric seemed to have shed another layer of film that was imperceptible to the naked eye, and an extremely noble and imposing light suddenly appeared. The originally elegant and simple appearance was completely changed, and people could see its nobleness at a glance.

"This is what it really looks like." Madam Xue took the robe in her hands and gently stroked the light silver dark patterns on the jade silk that flowed slowly like a smoky ink landscape painting.

"Before sending it to the shop, I had already set up a deceptive device. Ordinary people wouldn't even notice the existence of this garment. Even most magicians would only see an ordinary white robe with a monotonous design. Compared to the price of twenty gold, it is a pure burden, so naturally no one would choose it."

"So you're truly special. Not only did you see it, you chose it and cracked it." She looked at Miaomiao calmly, yet her curiosity was barely concealed. "I've specialized in illusion magic my entire life. Although my offensive power is incomparable to other magicians, I still consider myself an expert at disguise. How on earth did you do it?"

Miaomiao blinked.

How to do it?

Because he used his magic tentacles to touch the clothes in a perverted manner, he didn't expect that the clothes were even more perverted and directly kidnapped and digested his magic tentacles.

But this kind of thing is obviously not appropriate to say to the owner of the work.

He mumbled, "I just felt it."

Seeing his expression, Madam Xue knew he was hiding something, so she changed the subject, "As for why I put it in the pile of ordinary clothes, it's actually because I made a bet with a friend."

"If I put my work in the store and someone can identify its true value within seven days, then he will fulfill a request for me. Otherwise, I must give this dress to him."

She smiled and said, "Now it seems that I won."

Her friends trusted her illusion more than she did, and never expected an accident like Miaomiao to happen.

"So, I should thank you. You won this bet for me."

Mrs. Xue's eyes are as gentle as her name. When she looks at people, they feel like they are bathed in spring breeze, without any aggression.