Star Forge Titan

This even includes the Hauptmark robe, a robe with an extremely exaggerated and luxurious style.

It was a feather cloak that completely wrapped the wearer from chest to back, decorated with a large number of white feathers and pure gold ornaments. It looked like an angel covering the wearer's entire body with its gorgeous wings from behind, wrapping the wearer in the noble glory from heaven (designer's words).

In the sunlight, the reflection is so bright that it is blinding.

The key point is that this dress is particularly heavy. According to the designer, this heaviness, which makes people feel like carrying a strong sense of self-esteem, is also the biggest feature of this robe.

With a hesitant and resistant expression, Alvin reluctantly put on the Hauptmark robe, which was very heavy for others and cumbersome enough for himself. But as soon as he put it on, Berxia rushed over with his hands waving.

"Ohhhh, it's exactly like the look of His Highness Reinhardt when he ascended the throne in The Legend of the Heroes of Palladia! The only thing missing is the crown!"

"This does give off a sense of nobility, but it's still not right, not right!" The half-elf, who was already in a rage, bit his nails, then ripped the robe off Evan with his claws and teeth, and threw it to the maid behind him. As a result, the two little maids almost couldn't catch it.

Then, Boshia took out another completely different piece of clothing.

In front of the mirror, Alvin, who was changing into one set of clothes with a blank expression on his face, now felt regretful, very regretful.

How could I really believe the nonsense of that bastard? Even though his experience in jumping around is far less than what he will have in the future, his talent in being a traitor has definitely reached a sky-high level.

I guarantee in the name of my grandfather, whom I've never met, that bastard definitely planned to secretly use magic to record this scene and send it to Afrediya.

However, Alvin could also understand why Berxia behaved like this, because this was a very common preference among Genoese people.

As a city-state confederation with extremely developed commerce, the Genoese Confederation possessed very advanced technology in handicrafts, especially wool and cotton textiles.

Moreover, after the introduction of Linde's steam engine technology, although it was not as exaggerated as the magic engine, the new productive forces and the original capitalist production relations that had already appeared were further developed, which greatly promoted the prosperity of the social economy and made the merchants and even ordinary citizens living in the city richer than before.

Under such an economic foundation and social background, various new ideas continue to be active in various fields. Most of them advocate various life values ​​and the free liberation of human nature, and even begin to advocate hedonism.

Coupled with the elves' special social status in the Genoese Confederation and this race's passionate pursuit and admiration of "beauty", the Genoese people, after their economy developed, began to increasingly pursue beautiful ornaments and objects, and pursue a luxurious and wealthy life.

This trend became increasingly popular, and various kinds of patterned velvets and cloths came into being. Due to their elegant texture and high prices, they were regarded as symbols of wealth and luxury in all countries, and thus were enthusiastically favored by all walks of life, especially the nobility and wealthy businessmen.

At the same time, the cultural and artistic industry of the Genoese Confederation also developed greatly as a result, giving birth to many famous painters, sculptors, composers and various artists.

Many of them also participated in the design and popularization of new clothing. Their works led the trends in various countries and made Genoa clothing a representative of fashion.

This can be confirmed by the clothes worn by many important figures.

At the same time, the folk costumes also reveal a luxurious style, which makes people sigh that these Genoese businessmen are really rich to the point of being enviable.

After trying many clothes, Boxia finally chose a relatively less complicated and extravagant outfit for Alvin.

The cuffs were fitted, showcasing Ivan's powerful arms. The simple decorative pleats on the chest of his white shirt gave him the appearance of rolling waves. The one-shoulder cape, styled in the style of traditional Genoese clothing, was both light and effortless. The high-collared silver-white jacket accentuated his sharp, capable style, reminiscent of the northern glaciers. The hem, which fell to the knees, added a touch of heaviness.

The breeches-style trousers on the lower body also fit the body contours, but they are much more masculine than effeminate tights.

The only ornament on the entire outfit was a golden brooch pinned to her chest. It was shaped like a crowned lion's head, with two glittering red gemstones set in its eyes. Although it was only a scrap of material, this gem was known as the "King's Tears" and was one of the most expensive magical gems. Even the leftover material from making rings and other jewelry was worth a fortune.

This suit is Genoa's latest men's fashion of the season, featuring a hunting-style design that makes it incredibly easy to maneuver. The company even commissioned a popular novel in which the protagonist wears the suit to assassinate various villains.

"That's right! It's exactly what I guessed." Miss Boshia raised her hands to her chest and clasped them together, her face full of excitement.

"Huh?" Suddenly, her expression froze, and then she revealed the look of a sage with no desires or requests.

It was not until this moment that the half-elf lady finally realized how irrational her actions were.

Damn it, what's with that high feeling?

Holding his forehead with a headache, Boxia sat back on the sofa.

"Well, anyway, now you finally look like a Genoese."

"...Should I say thank you?" Alvin stood in front of the mirror with a stiff expression.

However, to be fair, this outfit does suit his taste. Perhaps, during his time in Linde, he could consider wearing it this way?

"You get what you pay for. The guy sitting over there has already paid a deposit. This can be considered as after-sales service." Bai Xia raised his hand to cover his face and spoke in a calm tone.

"As for the legal identity, I will let my men handle it as soon as possible." Then she waved her hand to signal the two of them to leave.

Ivan looked at Kayon speechlessly, who shrugged with an innocent expression, as if to say, "I'm just a bystander, don't look at me." So, he left the Genoa Chamber of Commerce with a question mark on his face.

After everyone left, Boxia, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly arched his body and rolled over like an eel that had come ashore.

"Ahhh, what on earth am I doing!"

A strong sense of shame surged into her heart, making her whole face turn as red as a braised pig's head.

On the other hand, Ivan, who left wearing Genoa-style clothing, now just wants to find a place to change back into his original clothes.

The constant turning heads on the street made him sweat profusely as he struggled to express his true emotions beneath his impassive exterior. Especially when he got glances from young women, like lioness on the hunt, he felt as if a dragon had descended from the sky and snatched him away.

Incidentally, dragon blood, a highly corrosive bloodline, can be transformed back into dragon form in a short period of time as long as the proportion of blood in the hybrid is high enough and the individual's strength is strong enough. After becoming a high-level transcendent, it is entirely possible to achieve this.

Along the way, Khayon's expression looked like he deserved a beating, but he didn't give Ivan any chance to lose his temper.

This guy spent the entire meeting talking about serious business, such as how to ensure that his team won the Lutetia Youth Magic Car Competition.

"I think it's also worth considering to eliminate a few strong competitors in advance." Ka Yang made the criminal declaration with a smile.

"I have some experience with curses. Of course, they're not the kind that kill people outright. At best, they'd probably just give them diarrhea for a day. That shouldn't conflict with Lord Alvin's principles, right?"

"..."

To be honest, as a pragmatist, Alvin is not actually opposed to some less noble means.

But using curses to make opponents run to the bathroom before the game is too despicable!

As they were discussing, the two took the public magic car back to the downtown area.

The one who came towards him was Betty with a panic expression on her face.

"Something happened to Sister Diana!"

Chapter 45: Underground Race (Part 1)

"It seems someone has the same idea as me."

Khayon raised his eyebrows, and although the fake smile was still on his face, his eyes turned slightly colder.

He didn't know Diana at all, but he hated having his plans disrupted by the unexpected.

When Alvin heard this, his first reaction was that the world line had changed.

Then he immediately put this unreasonable thought behind his mind.

The entire version of Skeleton Frenzy was destroyed by this little butterfly, which was as big as Mothra, by flapping its wings.

The resulting plot fluctuations can be imagined, and this impact is bound to continue to intensify as time goes by.

Therefore, he had long since abandoned the idea of ​​treating the plot as a prophecy, and reminded himself several times in his mind that even if he encountered an event that he had personally experienced, he had to confirm it again before making a judgment.

But what happened to Diana was indeed something Ivan had not expected.

Patted Betty on the shoulder.

"Don't panic, what's going on?" Seeing Ivan's calm look, Betty also slowly calmed down.

Although her speech was still a little disorganized, Betty still gradually narrated what had happened.

It turned out that after Alvin left, Diana suddenly received news that the competition was moved up and was held in the daytime, which was very rare.

At the same time, the apprentice mage who had collapsed and fled after the match was also found. He was forty years old, and it was he who brought the news of the match being moved up.

This guy, Tom, was unremarkable both in name and appearance. Besides his good temper, his remarkable resilience was perhaps his most remarkable quality. Although he was often tormented to the point of vomiting by the magic engine after each match, he didn't flee immediately like Diana's previous partners.

Whether it was because of the underground racing prize money or just his nature, Tom was a decent partner for Diana.

Considering that Alvin would not be able to come back for a while, she drove the Hope and took her old partner to compete again.

At the same time, the beautiful Salt Park also welcomed a large number of spectators. Relying on the guarantee provided by certain people, this underground car race was moved forward to the afternoon.

The bright afternoon sun hung high in the sky, and the drivers had a rare opportunity to prepare their vehicles under the sun. Because there were no uniform specifications, each magic car had its own unique shape.

This is also a strange phenomenon that only appears in the early magic car races. After that, racing cars tend to evolve and develop in a similar direction, and finally, due to objective and realistic reasons such as rationality, they evolve into very similar shapes.

"Is this underground racing? It looks like it's no different from a regular race." A handsome young man with blond hair, blue eyes and hair parted in a 3:7 ratio said regretfully in the stands.

"It hasn't started yet, don't talk nonsense!" Duchess Catherine Martha Qiu Nali Carolingian, who had a golden diamond hairstyle, glared at him unhappily.

"Go back if you feel bored. If someone hadn't expressed several times that he was curious about underground racing, I wouldn't have brought you here." Catherine looked unhappy. If someone hadn't had to watch the guy next to her, she would have been able to drive her beloved magic car to participate in the race today.

"Aha, it seems that's true." The handsome young man, or rather, His Majesty the Emperor Conrad Karl Drusus Carolingian, said with an indifferent smile.

Surrounding the two of them were various hidden supernatural beings guarding them. While this didn't seem out of place, not even a fly could possibly get through that invisible line of defense. Furthermore, the emperor himself wore magical ornaments taken from the royal treasury, offering a range of magical protections, from curses to arrows.

Even though Conrad, nicknamed the Happy King, is actually a cynical freak with a slight world-weariness, the people around His Majesty dare not let him make any mistakes.

As the contestants appeared one by one, the bored expression on Conrad's face gradually disappeared.

He looked at the contestants from different social classes with great interest. On his face, which wore a frivolous smile, his eyes, as blue as the deep sea, revealed a wisdom that could see through the hidden nature of others.

"Isn't that guy on the right a bad guy?" Conrad suddenly asked.

"Who are you talking about? The one on the far right?" Catherine looked in the direction of her cousin's finger, and immediately showed an expression of disgust.

There, there was an orange magic car parked. It had a unique structure similar to a wasp, consisting of multiple ovals connected together. The wheels were arranged in a 'one in front and two in the back' pattern. It looked like a sharp and twisted triangular arrow, or a venomous snake with a triangular head sticking out forward, which was extremely dangerous.

The driver of the car was standing next to it. He had a very obvious hooked nose, small eyes, and a pointed chin that protruded forward because he was too thin. He looked like an ugly goblin that was only a few sizes bigger.

This guy was looking at the other drivers with a sneer at this moment. Every time he looked at someone, he would show a sarcastic and provocative expression, but he never expressed the provocation directly with words.

It's like a vulture looking for prey. Although it is huge among birds and extremely greedy, it will not hesitate to bite the prey until it is actually dead.

"Yes, he is indeed a bad guy." The Duchess snorted with a tone of disdain.

"Gore House, this guy's family background has long been spread by his enemies. Even a newcomer like me has heard rumors about him." Catherine crossed her arms and shook her head with even more disdain.

"A provincial from the western lowlands. His mother was a woman of that trade, and his father was an old mercenary with a broken leg."

"It sounds like the beginning of a story about a poor guy from downtown struggling to make it." Conrad propped his face up with his right hand, leaning back in the stands, and jokingly said:

"It's a pity that it's not the kind of story that makes people feel sunny and beautiful." Catherine glared at her cousin who interrupted her, and then continued with a disgusted tone:

"He's the most typical despicable person. To win the race, he'd even do something like taking a shortcut and running over the spectators, not to mention maliciously hitting them and harming his competitors."

"Moreover, his opponents often encounter all sorts of mishaps before the competition. I've heard of no less than three such incidents." Catherine emphasized the word 'accident'.

"He's a guy who can't be trifled with." Upon hearing this, even Conrad, who always had an indifferent expression on his face, frowned.

As he was speaking, the silver Hope drove into the arena. All the contestants immediately looked over there with extremely serious expressions. Even Goyle put away the provocation on his face and just took a deep look at the co-pilot of the magic car.

"Hmm? Why do I feel like some important person is coming?" Conrad raised his hand above his eyes to block the glaring sunlight, and looked at the silver magic car that had just entered with great interest and curiosity.

"Hmph, you frivolous guy." Catherine didn't know who she was talking about at this time.

However, even she couldn't help but look at the tall figure who walked out of the door of the Hope.

The witch of Salt Park, Diana Marilyn, made a dazzling appearance.

"Huh~" Conrad whistled in a completely unkingly manner.

"She's so cute."

"Be more respectful, my dear cousin. That girl is more than ten years younger than you." Catherine couldn't help but complain.

"And have you forgotten your queens?" The Duchess couldn't help rolling her eyes at her cousin, the Emperor.

This emperor is nearly thirty years old but has not yet married. Whenever his ministers try to persuade him, he would righteously declare: All the women who love me are my queens. How can I just choose one of them to marry?

Whether others believe it or not, this is how His Majesty Conrad, who claims to be a non-marriageist, explains it.

"Compared to a young girl, shouldn't you pay more attention to the international situation? For example, our silent northern neighbor, they have been making big moves recently." Catherine reminded.

"Aha, I think a young, beautiful girl is much more attractive than a boring northern neighbor." Conrad smiled and spread his hands, looking indifferent.

"Really?" Catherine glanced sideways at her cousin.

Unlike those who truly thought that the Happy King was just a hedonist, she knew that her cousin had a wise and lazy soul hidden under his frivolous appearance.

That's right, His Majesty Conrad Karl Drusus Carolingian.

He is a lazy guy.

Chapter 46: Underground Racing

"Bored?" Catherine rubbed her forehead.

"If you think a plan like 'universal literacy and universal education' is shocking, and then suddenly realizes that its rationality has reached a terrifying level for this era, then you're also boring."

"Then I think Linde's future is likely to be on the verge of destruction because of some idiot on the throne."

The universal literacy education mentioned by the Duchess is one of the new policies issued by Elrond after Ivan left.