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Reynold was still talking to Ms. Crow. I noticed that Reynold's expression was very complicated and conflicted. His brows were furrowed and his face was a little pale. I guessed that Ms. Crow had talked to him about some important national affairs. So I didn't go to greet them. Besides, I didn't want Reynold to be turned into an alpaca by Mel again.

I had originally arranged for my banshees and Damala to return to the mage tower, but... even the dead girls still love shopping! As soon as they heard that Mel and I were going shopping for clothes... especially the banshees, they chattered excitedly, crowding around us and starting to discuss which color dresses would best suit us and which hair accessories...

... These banshees looked unusually happy, and didn't seem to be so resentful as to die with their eyes open and needing to drag their corpses up. So this really puzzled me, and I asked, "Damala, so much time has passed, why can't you still find peace?"

Damala paused for a moment, then answered me, "In my previous life, I was a general in a highland tribe. My people were scattered and wandered amidst the flames of war. Even with my exceptional martial skills, I could not protect every single one of them. Therefore, I wish for an end to conflict in this world. Hailianna once said that my obsession might never be fulfilled, even until the end of the world, so of course I cannot rest in peace."

Hmm... I shook my head with a hint of regret. Indeed, Moli told me that people often say "My wish is for world peace" on social media, but it's not really true. It's almost become a standard phrase for expressing helplessness or powerlessness online...

But...

After entering the capital of the Holy Dragon Empire and bidding farewell to the kind dragon knight, I felt that Damala might be hiding something from me.

I...

Teacher, can I apply for a refund?

Why did those female demons suddenly hand me huge wads of clothes in the blink of an eye, pitifully begging me to pay?

I'm very poor, really very poor!

Even Damala was carrying a floral dress, looking at me with a shy expression!!!

Do you dare swear before the god of death that you are not resting in peace because you didn't wear enough pretty dresses in your lives?

You, you, you...

Damala, your heroic yet sinister image as a legion commander has been completely shattered in the blink of an eye!

And... Damala was carrying a pink floral dress... such a pretty pink one... The shop assistants at that clothing store must be incredibly careless. I glanced at the female shop assistant zipping up the succubi's dresses... Didn't any of you realize the customer was dead?

What?! That purplish-blue, deathly face—and the sales assistant actually dared to say it matched that white dress perfectly, making her skin look good?! I... I'm going to call the Industry and Commerce Bureau to complain! Someone's engaging in false advertising, blatantly lying to sell clothes! Or are these sales assistants all dark elves?

In just a few short minutes, I felt my worldview being reshaped!

I turned my head, and there was Mel, already leaning on my shoulder, laughing so hard his breasts were shaking! His white chest peeked out from under his mage's robes, and it had been soft and warm against my arm. Unfortunately, my arm was nestled between his two mounds of flesh, and the sensation was...

This feels so good!

I gave him a casual, unimpressive glare, and Mel laughed so hard he hugged me and shook me, tossing me with his big chest.

Stop it, Mel! This is extremely indecent! Are you trying to seduce me into touching your breasts in broad daylight?

No! We can't both be so undignified!

"Xipei, look at that dress, isn't it beautiful? It suits you perfectly!" Mel suddenly pointed to a cream-colored long dress. As soon as he spoke, the succubi, who were frantically picking out clothes, all turned around in unison, and then...

And then... it turned out the other way!

The undead have rebelled! They actually threw me into the changing room and even shoved that dress in there!

... Don't think that just because you're a legacy left by the teacher, I won't dare to discipline you!

Sensing my mental pressure, the female demons pouted in grievance, quieted down, and stood obediently at the door waiting for me.

Ugh... there's just no way to deal with this, it's driving me crazy!

I glanced at the dress. It was elegant, somewhat like the popular style of elves. Since things had come to this, I was a bit resigned to it. Anyway, I was already fooling around with Mel, so what was wrong with wearing a dress? What girl doesn't wear a dress at least once or twice? Even though I'm not a girl... It's true, I didn't fool around when I was younger, but now that I'm almost thirty, I feel like I have to make up for it.

I sighed, changed into the dress, and... well... Mel is really something. He just pinched my chest and knew what size I was? That's...

I changed my clothes and walked out of the dressing room. The shop assistants' eyes immediately lit up, but they were quickly pushed aside by Anna and Moli, whose eyes were even brighter. Then the two children let out silent screams, but my memory had already automatically started playing their extremely penetrating, high-decibel screams.

--Luckily, I used Silence Spell.

Where did Mel go? I didn't see Mel when I came out. I looked around and suddenly, a flash of fiery red caught my eye.

Mel pushed open the locker room door...

Ahhh!

I covered my mouth to stifle my scream; otherwise, what right would I have to silence the apprentice?

But Mel...

It's so beautiful!!!

Mel was wearing a fiery red dress, much more glamorous than mine. The neckline was adorned with pearls, and layers of lace wrapped around her shoulders, revealing her beautifully shaped collarbones. The slit in the chest was very low, even reaching above her stomach, and her two soft, white breasts were squeezed there, looking like they would pop out at the slightest touch! It made Mel look so slim-waisted, her legs so long, and her butt so pert!

Wow! It must feel amazing to squeeze... Oh no, I'm drooling!

He walked towards me, his long, white legs peeking out from under his skirt. I had to be extremely restrained to suppress the sound of me swallowing!

Mel was also covering his mouth, but he also covered his nose and mumbled to me, "Xipei, you're so beautiful, I'm going to have a nosebleed!"

That's even worse!

If an apprentice saw two teachers, one drooling and the other bleeding from his nose, he would lose every shred of their authority!

So I glared at Mel, and he understood what I meant. His ears turned red as he turned to find the waiter to pay the bill.

"These two pieces are newly designed by our top designer! So the price is a bit high, the two pieces together cost 118,000 Dragon Coins. However, if you'd like to take a set of buyer's show photos for our brand to display in all our stores... all the other dresses chosen by our summoned creatures, regardless of price, will be sold to you at a 90% discount!"

When I heard the first half of the sentence, I was so shocked I almost jumped up. But after hearing the second half, I thought about it and it seemed like a great deal! However, the shop assistant said that the banshees were summoned creatures, which wasn't quite right. They were summoning inanimate objects... Hmm, being able to tell that they were summoned creatures and belonged to a mage was quite impressive. No wonder Moli told me that this was a big international brand and that the shop assistants were very professional.

The exchange rate between Dragon Coins and Federation Coins is roughly 1:1, so you can actually use your Federation Bank card to pay directly at Holy Dragon. You know, 110,000 Federation Coins is several years' salary for me!

The succubi stormed into this shop, and Moli was mouthing to me, "The designer of this shop is an international fashion master, it's worth the price, and it's already very cheap!" -- So, the succubi really have discerning taste, and...

To be honest, it really looks great! Seeing Mel in that dress made me feel all hot and bothered!

Oh no, I'm starting to feel like I'm getting a nosebleed too.

Mel nodded. "Well, that's good then. We actually got a better deal. The dresses they chose weren't as expensive as the two of us combined, but they had more of them!"