But this is in Loen. How much does it cost to buy such a formal suit?

Even the tie clip is decorated with gems, and the whole set is definitely more than one hundred pounds... no, two hundred, or even three hundred pounds!

The habit engraved in his instinct made Klein start to estimate the price of this outfit. But while calculating the calculation, he made a few movements in front of the mirror. He suddenly felt that he seemed to be more handsome again, as if he had an extra look on his body.

A kind of calm charm called wealth.

It's great to have money, you get what you pay for... I wonder if I will have to return this formal dress to Alice after the dinner party.

Hiss, wait a minute, that wicked witch seems to be able to see the scene in front of the mirror and move through the mirror...

She won't see these poses of his, right?

Don't tell me that a figure will walk out of this full-length mirror in the next second, and then laugh at him...

Fortunately, the situations that Klein was worried about did not happen.

Not long after he changed into his clothes, the manservant who had led him the way knocked on the door several times in the corridor outside the house and asked the gentleman inside if he had finished changing.

Klein said it was no problem to come in, so he unscrewed the doorknob and pushed a small trolley into the house. Behind the manservant, followed a young girl whom he was already very familiar with.

"Good afternoon, Klein, how do you feel about this suit?"

Alice greeted him in a brisk tone, came closer and circled around him a few times, nodding as if to confirm something. The manservant beside him silently set up the cart, then bowed and left.

room, and no longer disturb the two people in the room.

"...Not bad, I'm just a little surprised that the size of the clothes and shoes are just right." Klein truthfully expressed his feelings, and then took a look at Alice's outfit - her hair was not tied up, and she was wearing a simple design

A beige long dress, paired with a pair of open-toe strappy sandals of the same color.

Obviously, this would not be her dress for the dinner party.

"As long as it fits you, it's not worth it for me to look like you and have the tailors take your measurements. Okay, come and sit down here. I'll do your makeup and explain about the dinner party."

Alice quite casually pointed in the direction of the sofa, and then moved the cart containing makeup tools to the edge of the sofa. When she turned around, she found that Klein was still standing there motionless.

"...Wait a minute, what did you just say? I feel like I heard something strange..." Klein took a deep breath and forced himself to smile.

Alice thought for a while and simply pulled him to the sofa and sat down: "Do you want to put on makeup? Appropriate makeup in social situations is basic etiquette. Don't feel shy. Even men need a little bit of grooming... Come on, first

Close your eyes."

"No, it's not this sentence, it's the one before."

Klein closed his eyes and replied numbly. He no longer wanted to protest against her bullying behavior, so he could only pitifully tighten the amulet in his pocket, feeling a little relieved from its gradually rising temperature.

"Before...you were talking about the tailor taking measurements?"

He felt his forehead hair being picked up by hairpins, exposing the forehead underneath, and then he applied water-soaked cotton cloth to his face and scrubbed it with moderate strength.

"No, that's obviously not the problem! And what you just said was that you turned into me and had people measure me! Isn't the point, it's not that you turned into me..."

This is an infringement of my image rights! ...And she can actually turn into someone else? What else can't this witch not do? Klein silently shouted in his heart.

After the moisture left by scrubbing completely dissipated, Alice wiped some cool liquid on his face. He guessed it was some kind of base lotion.

"Well, this... I really should say I'm sorry to you, but the production schedule for the dress is very tight, so why don't I ask you to make a trip in person."

She apologized softly, and Klein was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say.

Ask her how she changed her body? Did she just change her appearance, or did her organ structure also change... If it was the latter situation, it would be a bit scary...

But when I think about it, there is something wrong with Alice being able to look like him and having clothes cut out to fit him perfectly...

It was as if, it was as if she knew him and his whole body like the back of her hand...

Klein was about to explode with shame from his own imagination, but he heard Alice say this:

"I think you are thinking of something very rude...Those tailors are all professional craftsmen with rich experience. When taking measurements, they will never touch any part that will embarrass the customer."

That seems okay...

Klein breathed a sigh of relief, cleared his throat at the same time, and said seriously that he didn't like to be arranged on his own initiative. If there was a similar situation next time, Alice should at least seek his consent first.

To be honest, if Alice can change this, Klein thinks he can still get along well with her... Well, that is, provided she stops teasing him from time to time.

"...Okay, I'll pay attention."

Her tone was like that of a student who had been severely criticized by the dean, and she sounded inexplicably aggrieved.

Maybe he thinks that even if he consults him for advice, he will get an agreed result, so there is no need to bother, so he acts first and informs later. This is a typical self-centered thought that should be corrected... Klein thought to himself.

But obviously this complex issue can only be discussed at a later date.

Klein could feel the constant touch of makeup brushes on his face, as if he was applying those fine powders to the surface of his skin with a careful and gentle care.

Probably because he closed his eyes and didn't have to face Alice's foul face at close range, Klein gradually relaxed and his thinking became somewhat divergent.

His understanding of makeup was limited and he didn't know how far she had progressed at this time, so he recalled with great concern the various photos of Internet celebrities he had seen online, all with thick eyelashes, red lips and white teeth, and he was very worried that he would do the same.

It was transformed into a similar face.

However, Alice obviously didn't care what he thought. After simply ending the topic that he interrupted, she introduced the situation of today's dinner in a very formal tone.

A certain distinguished Mr. Baron was the nominal organizer of this banquet. He generously provided the venue for the banquet, a resort manor located on the eastern outskirts of Tingen City and west of the small town of Reisland.

There are beautiful gardens and fountains, exquisite rooms and oil paintings, skilled chefs and pastry chefs making delicacies, red wine from South Wales, champagne from Intis and Ormere wine, and performances are also provided.

The band and dance hall do their best to meet the material and spiritual needs of every guest.

As for the start time of the dinner, it is at seven o'clock sharp. However, due to certain customary rules, they can enter again from a quarter to a half hour in the evening.

It was exactly 5:15 now. Considering that it would take about an hour and a half to drive from the East District of Tingen to the manor. Even if they had all the time, they still had to get on the carriage within forty-five minutes to ensure that they arrived at the right time.

Enter the venue within the time limit.

The process of a normal dinner party includes submitting an invitation letter, exchanging greetings with the banquet host, and then entering the lounge to wait for the dinner to begin. After dinner, there are more social links that need to be followed by etiquette for people to deal with, which are essentially the same.

Rigid and boring.

However, this dinner obviously did not conform to the conventions - strictly speaking, it did not conform to the conventions of Loen's traditional culture.

The noble Baron and his partner, a beautiful lady commonly known as Lady Beatrice, named their monthly joint dinner "Feast of Masks". It is said that the prototype was taken from the masks that are popular today in Intis.

prom……

Hearing this, Klein suppressed the twitching at the corner of his mouth and did not think about whether this French-Western style of gameplay was actually invented by his fellow countryman Emperor.

At this time, Alice's makeup work had come to an end, so she took away the hairpin from Klein's head, indicating that he could open his eyes and look in the mirror.

With a feeling of sacrifice that he would never die, Klein mustered up the courage to walk to the full-length mirror, and then he was stunned:

Who is this?

Who is the handsome man with wheat-colored skin, tall eyebrows, high nose bridge and clear contours in the mirror?

He looked at the mirror with a warm and astonished look in his eyes. It was obvious that his hair had not been combed smoothly, but it did not make people feel messy, but only made people feel unruly. Who is he?
Chapter completed!