My Magical System

After Yeman and Night finished buying the ingredients and seasonings, they next looked for a clothes store.

Night was stealing glances at him. She was wondering why the lord was going to buy new clothes? Though he could produce it from out of thin airs. Like what he did once when he distributed clothes to everyone.

Yeman told her that he would be going to buy decent clothes and have a party.

"Party? A celebration? Is it for my celebration?" Night tilted her head. She wondered if the Lord wanted to buy clothes for everyone to wear at her party.

(Yeman chuckled before saying…)

"Well, it's different this time. It's not for your party. It's for a different party," he replied after Night pointed it out to him.

But Night wasn't an ordinary person, it must also be the reason why she was slow in understanding the things he said to her. "Another party? Did other members also have a breakthrough?" She asked in wonder.

Aside from her and the Old Priest. She couldn't think of any other members who had a stronger magical aura like them. Perhaps one of the 15 captains.

Yeman noticed her puzzlement.

"Well, you will know later. For now, let's go inside," he said and beckoned inside a store with the name Yule's Dressing Shop!

Night just then noticed that they were already in front of the store. Where dresses of different kinds were hanging on the glass window. And a humanoid doll made of wood was wearing one of the clothes.

When they entered, a skinny guy with purple makeup greeted them while raising a brow. But soon he noticed he made a wink to his direction, and a smile that could only be described as sinister appeared on the salesman's face. 

"E-Eman, Ahem! Shall I kill him?" He heard a whisper coming from beside him.

Yeman gawked for a second before his mouth went open for a reply, 

"Haha, you can't do that," Yeman replied in haste.

It seemed to him that Night had felt the displeasure coming from this gay. 

Well, looking at the person's figure and attire, no need to guess that the person in front of them was a crossdresser. Or perhaps a gay was the right word. Since he even wore a thick make and lipstick. But he noticed that this person wasn't an ordinary person.

He could feel a strong magical aura from him.

Perhaps at the level of a Silver-grade expert.

"Come in, if you are looking for cheap dresses, you can't find it here," said the salesman. While sending a smile to him.

"Eman, are you sure, you don't want me to kill him?" Night once again whispered into his ears.

He wondered why Night was so eager to kill.

The man in front noticed the sudden rose of magical aura from the girl beside the man.

His brows knitted a bit, but upon seeing the girl's face, and figure he suddenly smiled at her. He glanced at her from head to toe, seemingly appraising her. He even walked around her.

A moment later, his mouth broke into a toothy grin.

"Hey, girl, you are so pretty! Do you wish to work with me as a model?" The man suddenly suggested.

"Eh?" Yeman was stunned.

"??!" Night on the other hand was puzzled by him.

Killing intent rose from within her which made the salesman more excited.

Hiring a peasant as a model not only could save him more for her monthly pay, they were easy to fool too as long as he baited them with a little money. Seeing the girl having a pretty and young face, just a little makeover and he would be earning great.

If he could recruit this girl to be his model, it sure would tempt more nobles to buy his product.

Especially that she had a high magical aura, everyone would think that she was a noble. In this regard, the value of his product would rise considerably. Well, looking at their attire, the salesman believed that these two were peasants.

Wait, what if the girl was noble and fell in love with this peasant boy? A sinister grin appeared behind his normal smile. It was easy to break two young couples even if they were madly in love with each other. After all, the heart is so fragile. The salesman though.

And the boy with her, although wasn't the best, he can be considered as handsome. Might be a good toy to enjoy himself every night. "Fufufu!" The salesman chuckled.

His face started to contort into a happy face, "I never thought you are not only a pretty girl! But also gifted with strong magical energy!"

Yeman was taken aback by the salesman who suddenly beamed in excitement. His excitement was like that of a person finding a treasure.

"My lord are you sure, I can't kill him?" Night once again whispered into his ears.

"We can't just murder anyone without reasons…"

"But I have." She said in a cold voice and a straight face.

Yeman was taken aback by her reply. "Eh? What is your reason?" He whispered a question.

"I don't like the way he stole glances at you, My Lord." Night replied in a stern voice.

"....." 

He fell silent. Now that she said it, he noticed the salesman or perhaps the saleslady stole sticky glances at him.

Beads of sweat formed at the back of his head. "Ahem!" He cleared his throat. "We would like to buy… party dresses. A decent party dresses for a banquet," He said but he didn't know if it was what it was called.

The salesman didn't answer immediately and stared at him for a second. Yeman was forcing a smile on his face.

He could guess the salesman's thoughts just by briefly looking at him. It wasn't really hard to guess that he was doubting if he had the money to pay the price. Or perhaps, he was wondering why a common people would buy a party dress.

A tired sigh departed from his mouth as he was forcing a lazy smile on his face.

"Heh…" the salesman scoffed when he showed a pouch of silver royal, the salesman was looking at him like looking at a thief.

On the other hand, Night's dissatisfaction could be seen on her face.