The Author's POV

Chapter 366

Staring at myself in the mirror and fixing my tie, I turned to glance at Waylan who was next to me.

He too was staring at himself in the mirror, putting on a suit.

Tying my hair back with an armband, I muttered in annoyance.

"Why do I have to wear a suit? It's not like dwarves also wear suits."

"Because we're about to attend a banquet with the dwarven leaders. It is costumery to dress well in such an important event." Waylan replied back, neatly fixing his hair.

Squinting, and staring at his figure from where I was standing, I couldn't hide my jealousy.

'Sigh, is this the difference in our genes? Just how high must his charm be to look like that at his age?'

Waylan was probably in his fifties, yet he looked no older than twenty. His perfect jawline which perfectly contrasted with his face and body, made me feel ashamed of myself.

'Hmm, well, not as much actually.'

Stroking my chin and staring my myself in the mirror, my previous thoughts halted.

As I looked at myself in the mirror, I had to say, I looked quite charming myself.

Having signed a contract with Angelica, who used to be the matriarch of the charm tribe, a subsidiary of the charm clan, my charm increased by quite a bit.

It was now in the rank range.

Pretty much my highest stat at the moment.

From the lowest to now the highest. Wasn't that quite an ironic situation?

That said, as I had been wearing a mask throughout the whole ordeal back at Inferno, I wasn't able to get a proper look at my face till this past week and a half when everything was over, and I really do have to say, my charm increase really made a difference.

I could almost rival Jin and Kevin in terms of appearance.

"Aren't you staring at yourself a bit too much?"

Snapping me out of my thoughts, I felt Waylan's large hand rest on my shoulder as he looked at me in the mirror opposite to me.

Scrutinizing my face carefully, he showed an impressed look.

"Gotta say, you really do look a lot better now than before. You're almost unrecognizable."

"You're over-exaggerating."

I replied, my eyes squinting to get a better look at myself in the mirror.

"Although I indeed look a little bit better, I still look like the old me."

Fundamentally, all that happened was that my skin became smoother and all the previous scars that I had on my face had completely disappeared.

While I was in thought, leaning forward, Waylan touched his chin before he shook his head.

"Nope, don't see any resemblance at all. You may as well have had plastic surgery."

"…"

My mouth opened and close multiple times as I had hard trouble stopping myself from throwing as many curses as possible.

"Hahaha."

Waylan suddenly burst out laughing, amused by my reaction.

Smack—!

me on the back,

little bit stiff,

asked, raising my

trying to cheer

skeptical of his words since I was not nervous at

it looked like I had been deceived

You think someone who has no qualms infiltrating the main headquarters

"…You."

my hand in Waylan's direction, who was having the time of his life

finally get it. The mystery has been

I said out loud.

piqued Waylan's interest as he

"Get what?"

where Emma got her annoyingness from. It was you. You're just as

you mean by that?" Waylan asked, seemingly offended by the fact that I called his

didn't care. Raising my hand and

the product you created. You should

to glare in my direction. "Are you calling

it?" I retorted back, puffing my

stop with the jokes. We're about

to get heated, entering the changing room was Douglas

obviously knew that Waylan and I were merely

minutes, lest we want to set a bad impression on

'Damn…'

which perfectly outlined his body, I

unable to realize just how fit he actually was. But Douglas was damn fit as his

clothes, turning to

in the next couple of minutes. Fix your hair and go

face me, Douglas's eyes paused on my neck area. Or to be

hand and pointing at it,

need help

froze. Lowering my head and staring at my tie, I looked back at

"Yes, please."

had worn a suit,

up almost strangling myself. It was odd, out of all the things I could

probably spend some time

minutes to learn, but it just had never been

of a friendly neighborhood uncle, Douglas

"Alright, come here."

"Thanks."

Douglas, I moved up to him who

like an oddly familiar

as

the banquet after I defeated Thibaut. Outside of the mansion, tired,

fallen into a slight trance as I

"Done."

"Hmm?…Already?"

only after I heard Douglas's words that I snapped out of

body slightly, Douglas pointed

all set. What do

"Hmm…"

that perfectly outlined my body, I

head, I

it, thank

me on the shoulder

much better now.

"…alright."

and hair a bit, I turned around

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