Shen Le: Let's go together! Let me show you what I can do!

A local?

There wasn't anyone you didn't know?

You?

Shen Le looked skeptically at this flamboyantly dressed gentleman, whose lace alone probably added up to a hundred meters.

How had you gotten connected with local artifact restoration experts?

Surely you weren't communicating by saying things like, "I saw Louis XIV/Louis XVI/Napoleon use this artifact before. Back then, it looked like this, this," were you?

"Ah, every member of the Toreador Clan is an artist. You may rest assured of their artistic cultivation—" The Ventrue Prince read the room and suddenly said with a smile.

At the end, he slightly drew out his voice, calmly dragging out the final syllable. After a pause, he leisurely added:

"—and their connections."

Got it. Connections were the important part, right?

Leaving aside their artistic cultivation, just looking at this eighteenth-century Baroque outfit that seemed welded to his body—

It was hard to imagine that their artistic sensibilities could keep up with modern trends...

"Then, could I work at the artifact restoration center of the Louvre Museum?"

Shen Le simply made an outrageous request. Whether there were dates on the tree or not, he might as well take a swing at it. What if it worked?

The Louvre Museum's artifact restoration center would surely have complete equipment and materials.

Maybe he could even see those artifacts being restored in storage, the ones that had never been displayed to the public!

There might even be Chinese artifacts inside! Even if he couldn't touch them, just seeing them would be worth it!

He had only asked casually. Unexpectedly, Allen chuckled and readily took it all on himself.

"No problem! When do you want to go? Now? Shall I take you there?"

"You? Now?"

Shen Le looked him up and down with the reverent gaze one reserved for