Chapter 620
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"A princess of the moon nation fell from the sky. It looks like Mag Alex's speculations about the existence of moon beings in other realms were correct. There really are beings of other realms outside of the Norland Continent."
The upper limit of power on the Norland Continent is the 10th-tier. Even though there's a big gap between the top 10th-tier and the average 10th-tier, it's still within the 10th-tier. So, have the extraterrestrials found a way to break through the 10th-tier? Or is there a difference between their power system and the Norland Continent's?
Barbara is already a 7th-tier spatial magic caster at the age of 14. She's even more talented than Sally. Is she a prodigy, or is it because of the environment?
Meg tucked Amy in before lying down on the bed with furrowed brows. He was searching for answers in Alex's memory.
As a transmigrator, he felt a certain amount of pity for Barbara, but that wasn't a reason for him to take the risk of keeping a chuunibyou girl at home. The most important thing was actually Barbara's identity as the princess of the moon nation.
The people of the Norland Continent had always been curious about whether there were people living on the moon, just like how there were all kinds of speculations and myths about the moon in ancient China.
All of the most powerful beings on the continent were also looking at extraterrestrials. They wanted to know whether there was a way to improve their power beyond the thick miasma.
Meg didn't really care whether there was an 11th-tier superpower above the 10th-tier. The most important thing for him at the moment was to recover his power as soon as possible.
However, he had to keep Barbara by his side. If people with ulterior motives learned that she had come from extraterrestrials, they would go crazy. This was a very passive situation for Meg.
Furthermore, Meg felt that Barbara did indeed have the potential to become an outstanding employee. Perhaps she would be able to take over most of Yabemiya's work in the near future.
As for her personality, training was Meg's specialty. He was never worried that he couldn't even train a 14-year-old girl well.
"Unruly little princess, at least it's better to stay in the restaurant than to wander outside," Meg thought to himself. He shook his head with a smile and closed his eyes to sleep.
When he woke up in the middle of the night, Meg saw that the door of the opposite room was open, and the lights in the bathroom and the room were on. He looked a little surprised and muttered, "Why aren't you sleeping so late?"
Mag was about to ask when he reached the room's door, but he stopped himself.
The autumn night was a bit chilly. Barbara was lying on a soft cushion in the corner of the room. She was curled up like a kitten in her pink pajamas. Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and her face was a bit sickly pale. She was using a wooden block as a pillow, and the wooden horse was right beside her legs.
Meg stood at the door for a long time.
He reached out to turn off the light, turned around, and stopped. After a while, he reached out to turn the light back on.
He walked into his room and came out with a quilt and a soft pillow. Meg slowly pulled out the long wooden block under Barbara's head, put the soft pillow in it, and covered her with the soft quilt.
"Mmm." Barbara moaned comfortably. Her furrowed eyebrows slowly relaxed, and she buried her head in the soft pillow. She opened her arms and hugged the warm quilt with a smile on her face.
"Being too soft-hearted is also a kind of illness." Meg sighed and shook his head with a smile. He turned around and walked to the door. He turned off the light and gently closed the door.
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The first ray of sunlight in the morning fell on the signboard of the Suede Textiles Shop.
A luxurious horse-drawn carriage stopped in front of the shop. Gloria lifted the hem of her dress and got off the carriage. She looked a bit tired, but her eyes were bright and full of energy.
"Miss, after the tailors worked overnight, the first dress made according to your size has been completed. Would you like to try it on?" Mars opened the door and came out to greet her. His hair, which was usually neatly combed, was a little messy, and his stubble was a little long. There were also dark circles under his eyes, and he looked as if he hadn't slept for a few days. However, he was looking at Gloria with excitement in his eyes.
"Thank you for your hard work. I'll try it on now." Gloria also had a pleasantly surprised smile on her face. She quickly followed Mars into the shop.
Inside the fabric shop, two tailors were arranging a dark blue ceremonial robe that was hung on the wall. Two young workers were already asleep in a nearby chair.
A female employee who had woken up early was yawning. When she saw Gloria come in, she immediately stood up straight.
"Andre, Master Branch, thank you for your hard work." Gloria nodded at the two tailors as soon as she entered the shop.
"You're too kind, Miss Gloria. We've already made this dress according to the blueprint you gave us. Please take a look and see if you're satisfied with it." Andre was wearing a long black robe with a long wooden ruler in his hand.
Blanche was also looking at Gloria and the dress in front of her with anticipation in her eyes.
Gloria didn't need to say anything. As soon as she entered the shop, her attention was drawn to the dress hanging in the center of the shop.
The light blue backless gown was dotted with glittering gemstones, and the fishtail-like skirt looked very slender. It hung there as if it was glowing, gorgeous and elegant.
"What a beautiful dress!" Gloria's breathing quickened. She had imagined what this dress would look like many times during the past few days, but when it was actually placed before her eyes, she was still pleasantly surprised.
She loved dresses, especially after she recovered her looks. She would change into a new dress almost every day, and she wanted to wear all of the dresses that she had only seen in the past.
This dress was the most beautiful one she had ever seen.
"The designer of this dress is a genius. Be it the overall design of the dress or the handling of the various details, they all show his genius in the design of dresses. I never thought that the effect of hanging so many pieces of gems on the dress would not be vulgar, but elegant. It's incredible." Andre said with some emotion.
"That's right. I've been making clothes for several decades, and I'm most proud of the dresses I've made. However, this dress is the most perfect and beautiful one I've ever made." Branch was appraising the dress with an intense gaze.
"He really is a genius." A smile appeared on Gloria's face. She made her way to the fitting room in the back as she said, "Put this dress on for me."
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