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—!

the back, he

just kidding. You just looked a little bit stiff, wanted to help you relax a

asked, raising my

just trying

since I was not nervous at all. But well, it was the thought that

been deceived again as Waylan

no qualms infiltrating the main headquarters of Inferno will be nervous over a

"…You."

Waylan's direction, who was having the time of his life laughing at me, I

it. The

I said out loud.

as

"Get what?"

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

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

didn't care. Raising my hand and pointing it at him,

the product you created. You should know all

Ren." Waylan pretended to glare in my

about it?" I

stop with the jokes. We're about

to get heated, entering the changing room was Douglas who merely shook his

I were merely joking

much time chatting. We need to go in the next couple of minutes, lest we want to set a bad impression on

'Damn…'

which perfectly outlined his body, I was left surprised by

just how fit he actually was. But Douglas was damn fit as his suit perfectly displayed how defined

was looking at his clothes, turning to

the next couple of minutes. Fix

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

his hand and pointing

need

he said those words, my body froze. Lowering my head and staring at my tie, I looked

"Yes, please."

second or third time I had worn a suit, and well, I still couldn't tie

was odd, out of all the things I

spend

it just had never been on my priority list of things I had

reminiscent of a friendly neighborhood uncle, Douglas beckoned for me to come

"Alright, come here."

"Thanks."

him who slowly grabbed my tie and started tying

like an oddly

brows furrowed slightly as an old

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

into a slight trance as

"Done."

"Hmm?…Already?"

I heard Douglas's words that I snapped out

pointed at

set. What

"Hmm…"

tie now done, and suit that perfectly outlined my body, I had to admit, I looked

head, I thanked

like it, thank

on the shoulder before turning around and leaving the

look much better now. Let's

"…alright."

collar and hair a bit, I turned around

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