"You must know magic, Lin Qi!" Milian looked at Lin Qi, her crystal-clear eyes shimmering with a light capable of making men fall head over heels.
Girls often had no idea that their gaze was a devastating weapon against the opposite sex. Whether it was pure or filled with desire, it could stir the desires hidden in a man's heart.
Lin Qi was not curious. He lazily voiced the words through his nose. "Why do you say that?"
By the end of October, the weather had begun to turn cool. People no longer needed to worry about the bothersome heat and could change into whatever clothes they liked.
Lin Qi was dressed in clothes with a distinctly Federation style. To girls, such clothes were quite novel.
Peng Joe's clothing was very similar to Gefra's. Their clothes were all tailored close to the body, in an especially tight-fitting style. Some nobles even had their clothes made to look slightly too small—
There were several portraits of His Majesty the Emperor in which the buttons across his stomach were stretched tight. One even showed a sliver of belly.
The nobles of Gefra and the Peng Joe Empire believed clothing was an important way to display aristocratic dignity, so they needed to make themselves look... a little sturdier.
And having clothes that could barely contain the body was one sign of sturdiness.
Ladies, meanwhile, wore skirt frames and sleeve cages to make themselves look dignified and elegant, while also exuding the majesty of those in positions of power.
This aesthetic was actually a distorted one born of a particular era. When most people could not eat their fill, a strong body represented power and wealth.
The Federation was a nation formed from the blending of many ethnicities. The styles of Gefra and Peng