As it turns out, Maximilians are a lot better off.
No matter what we multiplied by the zero that Allie feared, it didn't turn out to be a zero, which is about three times better than ours.
Their hair no longer defied gravity in normal times, thanks to the mental concentration through meditation, which allowed them to move their fighting spirit and supremacy in and out at will.
The haircut is so commonplace that a reasonably well-groomed face comes to the fore, and it is not without looking like the son of a crown prince or a nobleman. I think you can probably see it, maybe, no, I'm sure.
＜But I've never seen such a brutal tailoring party in my life...
It's easy to gather a hundred tailors from all over the country when you're the crown prince. As soon as they came down from the mountain, they decided to keep their promise to Allie and enrich their wardrobe.
The tailors who were called in (all men) were, so to speak, the height of the sales profession. You're a sycophant. You're a sycophant! It seems that the costumes of a nobleman with a body as big as that of a muscle squadron were out of the realm of the imagination for these craftsmen.
The tailoring session has become a battlefield of shouting and shouting incessantly as we have to tailor the costumes for five people to the latest fashions by super express.
Of course, Maximilian and the others stood quietly in a state of impassivity, watching the tailors spit and argue.
As she stood by the wall and watched, Allie couldn't help but think about her past nine lives.
＜I didn't expect that the gang of bean sprouts, who were so easy to wear, had become "anything goes as long as they can wear it"...
They were so beautiful that even though they were men, they could have done "Mirror, Mirror", so Duchess Alicia and her four friends worked hard on their hairdressing to keep from being overlooked.
And now it's about to be shaken off in a different way. How far we've come.
＜No, no, no, I don't care if you shake me off. Well, I'd love to help you make sure that the four of your friends don't get dumped...
According to the values of this country, a woman should not be too clever, should not be pestering her husband, and should let him be free after she has fulfilled her duty of creating an heir.
Now Ally would be like, "Shut the fuck up! But I don't think those four guys can do it.
If the four heavenly kings show that they don't care about their fiancé before they are attracted to the Saint Mia, Arie has renewed her vow that she must correct that with her fists.
I don't know, Ally. Will it suit you?
Maximilian's voice sounded a little embarrassed, and Allie came to her senses.
Looking hurriedly ahead, Maximilian was dressed in a uniform black from head to toe.
It's a swanky, trendy design that you'll fall in love with, and the finest tailoring.
Looking behind him, a number of tailors were sitting collapsed against the wall.
Even though he brought in a state-of-the-art foot-stomping sewing machine, he was able to make a dress so quickly. It seems that I've reached a new level as a tailor - a height that I don't have to climb to.
I don't know, doesn't it suit you?
Maximilian's voice sounded a little impatient. Once again, Allie looked at him closely.
The hair that used to stand upside down with a heavenly impulse has been transformed into casual hair with a stylish atmosphere. It's not the annoying long hair like the past nine times, but it's princely in its own way.
He was wearing a starched black shirt and a shiny black jacket. His leggings (pants) were tightly covered up to his ankles. In the meantime, I want to prostrate myself and thank you for ditching my knee-length breeches.
It came out of Ally's mouth as heartfelt words. It certainly looked good on him.
I've said the same words many times in the past nine times in my life, but my mind was completely different then.