Cultivators at the Wizarding Academy

Chapter 95 Saint-Germain Shopping Center

The sky was clear and cloudless, and the sun shone brightly on the earth without obstruction. The melting snow took away the heat, and pedestrians along the roadside were dressed in thick winter clothes. The cold wind stung people's faces.

Today is not a good day for shopping; the usually bustling streets and alleys are now largely deserted.

On the Blue Rose family's carriage, Taiya curiously inquired about Miss Delin.

"Xiao An, you've recruited another follower? Why didn't you discuss such a big matter with me?"

"I only just found out about the person the young master brought back this morning," Mussophie replied.

"Okay! Judging from the name, she's a woman. How old is she? Is she pretty?" Taiya asked the questions she was more interested in.

"She should be about the same age as Miss Tayya, very beautiful! Long blonde hair, and a great figure," Mussophie described in general terms.

"Oh, you brat An, you bring pretty girls home every time you see one." Taiya wished she could go back immediately and take effective action to correct her brother's degenerate thinking.

"Miss Delin is a spellcaster," Mussofi quickly added, trying to prove that the young master's lust was not simply for beauty, but for his future career development.

Taiya paused slightly, temporarily setting aside her displeasure: "What conditions did Xiao An offer?"

Hiring a spellcaster is no small feat; even an apprentice would cost at least a few gold coins a month.

"I don't know!" Mussophie scratched her head.

As the two conversed, Aglaia sat stiffly to the side, her eyes darting to the passersby on the street. For her, everything was a new and exciting experience.

The temperature inside the vehicle was comfortable, with no feeling of cold at all, and the ride was smooth with minimal bumps, unlike the horse-drawn carriages I had ridden in before.

Silver Moon sat opposite Aglaia, engrossed in a comic book—a school romance one, chuckling to herself as she read. Fu squeezed next to Silver Moon, reading and laughing along with her.

Gus didn't come along; he was spending the weekend with his family. In fact, he never stayed at school during the week, always making the effort to go home every day.

Aglaia was also thinking about going back to see her family, but she didn't know how to ask the butler for leave. She was also conflicted about whether she should go back and forth since she hadn't fully recovered yet...

"We've arrived at Saint-Germain Shopping Center!" the coachman, Orbitz, called out, skillfully flicking the reins, and the carriage slowly came to a stop by the roadside.

Everyone pushed open the car door and got out.

The female spellcasters were all dressed in thin clothes, and even the butler was only wearing a thin black jacket.

Of all those present, only Aglaia was completely covered up. Despite being a combatant, she looked frail and weak, which made her feel quite embarrassed and ashamed to speak.

Poor, weak, and unremarkable, she felt like a useless decoration.

Even the fur coat he was wearing was a piece of clothing that the young master had once worn.

"It's really warm..." Aglaia exhaled a long puff of white air, forcing herself not to let her mind wander.

She originally had a cotton-padded coat for winter.

Mussophie, however, felt that the clothes were too thin, not warm enough, and outdated in style, and insisted that Aglaia use the young master's spare fur coat.

The blue-gray frost wolf fur wasn't too expensive; it was much cheaper than the polar bear fur that Tai'an kept in his spatial ring as a spare.

Taiya immediately recognized Aglaia's coat as the style Taian had worn before. She didn't object. Of course, if it were an expensive polar bear fur coat, she might have complained.

"Would you like something to eat?"

Musophie, carrying a bamboo basket, looked at a small shop selling cuckoo egg pancakes by the roadside. It seemed that there weren't many people in line.

"Don't go! I've eaten at this place before, and the prices are outrageous!" Taiya said, trying to stop them.

"Alright! Let's go shopping first." Mussophie obediently followed behind the young lady, lagging a few steps behind and walking side by side with Aglaia.

Saint-Garden Shopping Center is located near the Third Ring Road in Wangdu. It caters to a moderately priced clientele, primarily middle-class citizens, and its core competitive advantage lies in affordability and quality. The building is twelve stories high and has entrances on all four sides.

"Aglaia, is there anything you need to buy? Just tell me what you've got." The perceptive Mussofi sensed Aglaia's sensitivity and unease, and soothed her with a gentle tone.

"Thank you, but I'll just buy some basic daily necessities." Aglaia forced a smile to indicate that she was fine.

Although no one present intended to exclude her, the difference in their social status directly created an isolated and incongruous situation.

While followers do have a higher status than servants, it is still difficult for them to integrate into the upper echelons of society.

Unless, in the following two cases.

Aglaia pondered to herself. The first option was to earn equality and respect through absolute strength. Assuming she now possessed elite-level strength, her mindset would likely be much more peaceful and composed.

The second option is to become the young master's woman.

Even for commoners, obtaining a formal status is difficult. However, if their offspring are exceptionally outstanding, everything will ultimately change…

A mother's status rises with her son's; this is a universal social rule, even in the extraordinary world.

Aglaia prefers the former, wanting to gain recognition through her own efforts. In fact, the latter is more feasible.

"Or perhaps, both?"

The girl, unwilling to remain silent, suddenly had a thought.

Cat Girl Premium Lingerie.

Although the store sells both men's and women's underwear, almost all the customers are young women.

The transparent glass wall was covered with all sorts of styles. Most of them were avant-garde and bold, making people blush and their hearts race.

Aglaia was incredibly glad she had come along. Her gaze quickly swept over most of the less conservative styles, and she walked to the corner of the shop.

"Why is it black?" Taiya asked curiously.

"Black is more resistant to dirt," Aglaia explained, somewhat embarrassed.

"There's no need to worry about that. You're still young. Just buy some cute items..." Taiya smiled encouragingly.

"Miss Delin, I'd like the white lace-trimmed style." Ignoring the whispers of the women behind her, Mussophie looked down at her shopping list.

This is why Taeya harbors resentment towards Delin, suspecting her of being a promiscuous woman. She wonders what tricks she's used to seduce her younger brother, and secretly resolves to confront this vixen later…

The young noblewomen had so many clothes in their wardrobes that they couldn't wear them all, so they lacked the desire to consume and simply acted as advisors.

"Hmm, this one's nice! It looks just as good as white lace."

"Light pink is better..."

With everyone's enthusiastic suggestions, Aglaia chose a box with blue and white checkered patterns. Mainly, the catgirl model poster on the glass looked particularly beautiful.

The total expenditure was two silver dollars and fifty copper pence.

The catgirl shop assistant found the corresponding item from the boxes of goods piled up against the wall and handed it to Aglaia.

Each box contains three pieces, making it convenient for daily washing.

"Ladies and gentlemen, black and white stockings are 10% off today. Once the weather warms up, they might not be available anymore..."

(End of this chapter)