Gu Tianqing was dressed in a pitch-black tuxedo, somewhat similar in style to Sebela's. He even donned a black top hat in a showy display of arrogance, and his right hand, clad in a white glove, was unconsciously fidgeting with an inlaid gold cane, emanating sheer luxury.
"Such a poser."
Yi Lin wordlessly took a seat beside Gu Tianqing, thinking to himself that if he wore the Skeleton Gentleman Suit, he would outshine him completely.
"Hehe."
Gu Tianqing chuckled, having heard Yi Lin's mutter.
Milien, stripping off her armor, was dressed in a white pleated princess dress, her slender yet strong arms adorned with lace and gossamer gloves. She truly lived up to her noble ancestry; wearing the princess dress, she looked every inch the gentle young lady of an ancient European family, radiance and opulence assaulting the senses. If not for that hint of killing intent lurking behind her visage, one could easily mistake Milien for a fragile noble maiden.
