Jia Xiu refused Oberon's friendly offer of an infiltration disguise.
This was too outrageous.
He had originally thought that flamboyant feathered mask, which only covered the eyes, was the whole package. Who knew it was only the beginning?
Once you had a mask that was only worn at masquerade balls and did not actually hide much of your identity, how could you not pair it with an outfit? So Oberon pulled out a top like a peacock spreading its tail—its back covered in intricate, elaborate decorations, while the front plunged into a deep V, exuding an indescribable seductiveness. It came with stockings, white stockings at that, and sky-high heels that looked like torture devices.
Looking at the whole set, Jia Xiu did not even dare imagine himself dressed like that.
Just thinking about it felt like mental pollution.
Justina, on the other hand, looked from Jia Xiu to the outfit with great interest, and then a mysterious smile appeared on her face.
Jia Xiu did not want to know what was going through the mind of this deity who was usually quite proper, either.
"Do we not have any other infiltration options? We could sneak in while invisible, at least. Has their ability to counter invisibility spells really reached Association Headquarters level?"
Oberon shook his head. "Definitely not. But you need to establish a connection with the God of Pain's faith. At that point, any invisibility method would be discovered, and it would be even harder to explain why you came in invisible. It would be better to blend in from the start."
"Are there no other outfit options?"
Jia Xiu did not believe him. "Are you saying everyone who goes in there dresses like this? Aren't there staff members or something?"
"There are, but the staff all have some