They called them beautiful shots, but at heart, they were still shots of Durandal looking cool. The trick was to capture her coolness while also showing off her long, pale thighs beneath the black stockings. The strip of bare skin between them was the main focus.
It was all about commercial value.
She knew her stuff. For instance, the biography of Durandal she was compiling included an extremely detailed explanation of this outfit.
[Durandal is so powerful that no one can get close to her, so she dresses according to her own taste. Ordinary little knights, please do not imitate her! You'd be better off wearing the new powered armor provided by our sponsors.]
Hoshino was wondering whose voice would be best for reading those lines.
She needed a flirtatious female voice.
She had someone in mind, but she had no idea where that person was right now or where to start looking.
"W, huh?"
On Terra, there were very few people who were both "delighted to watch the world burn" and "someone Hoshino really liked."
"W, you're good at telling stories, right?"
FrostNova was watching Kazimierz's knight registration event on a stolen TV signal. The Blue Comet that had fallen from the sky was quite the spectacle, but the blonde knight had caught her attention even more. FrostNova even rubbed her eyes.
"Do you know her?"
W replied, "If you call watching the action and excitedly recounting what you saw 'telling stories,' then yes, I'm pretty good at it."
"Then go find her."
FrostNova pointed at the TV. The broadcast had already cut to another scene, but W knew who she meant.
"She's... pretty simple-minded, and absurdly powerful. If she shows up at the knight tournament, she'll tear the high-and-mighty organizers and investors to pieces without a second thought.