CHAPTER 495
Changing Clothes
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"Lord Gu Ai, I like this one…"
Xiao Ai was the shy type, but Chu Youwei wasn't. This design…
was truly ingenious, brilliant!
Especially the door curtain design—it’s like a kitten lifting the curtain, absolutely adorable!
"Um, Miss… Xiao Ai has already worn this one…"
"To be honest, Lady Gu, I happen to need a battle gown just like this…"
"Since it's the young lady's request, Xiao Ai will have someone custom-make one for you. However, these jewels are all one-of-a-kind pieces, so Xiao Ai can only instruct them to find similar ones…"
Truth be told, Xiao Ai's battle robe outshone even the king's crown in its opulence. It was lavishly splendid, yet…
Chu Youwei could imagine—clad in such armor, even her master would likely be powerless to resist!
Chu Youwei continued walking and looking. Such battle robes were not limited to just one…
All kinds, all kinds of armor for Xiao Ai, designed to counter different foes. These battle robes could also cater to her master's varied tastes!
Chu Youwei found herself genuinely impressed with Xiao Ai at that moment. Truly, she was the most exceptional personal attendant. Such meticulous attention to detail ensured readiness for any situation, guaranteeing all-terrain combat capability.
At the very end, there was nothing left but a single rope…
"Master Gu Ai, this…"
"Miss Youwei, this is just an ordinary rope—though it is a little bit extraordinary…"
"So this is also Master Gu Ai's battle attire?"
Honestly, even Chu Youwei blushed at the thought of herself dressed like this.
Truthfully, being naked in front of her master wouldn't bother her—she didn't care about that. But if Xiao Ai were to wear this battle robe…
Under Chu Youwei's astonished gaze, Xiao Ai nodded shyly.
"Um, Miss Youwei, the formal attire is over there. Shall we go take a look?"
"Lord Gu Ai, that… you'll remember, won't you…"
"I will. I'll have someone deliver it to you then."
"Alright, thank you, Lady Gu Ai."
In the end, with Xiao Ai's help, Chu Youwei managed to select a dress.
It was a deep purple gown, perfectly suited to Chu Youwei.
The moment the display case opened, the purple gown vanished, replaced by a suit of armor. It was as if the gown had merely been a projection.
Chu Youwei wisely refrained from asking any silly questions. After all, even through the glass, she could tell that was Xiao Ai's size.
But since she'd made her choice, Xiao Ai would either find her a new one or retrieve the original from inside—either way, she wouldn't be left exposed.
The armor featured a modular design. The chest plate, crafted from an unidentified metallic alloy, incorporated thermoregulation and dual-layer protection capable of withstanding intense explosions and blunt force impacts.
The skirt armor and abdominal plates were connected to the back armor via rails, securing tightly with a simple snap-lock.
The rails themselves were intended for mounting various weapons. Chu Youwei had seen Ye Qinghan wearing similar armor before.
The rails on the back split into three separate rails starting from the lower back, allowing three different weapons to be mounted on the lower back and both sides of the waist. These could be selected as needed.
If absolutely necessary, an additional heavy weapon could be strapped to the back. However, this would make weapon switching cumbersome. Since Valkyries typically operated in groups, such scenarios were rare.
Once the armor was fully donned, Chu Youwei felt as though it had slowly come to life!
This signaled that the armor had received the fuel required for its operation—Chu Youwei's spiritual energy.
However, this suit was not combat armor, so this level of consumption was negligible.
The armor, which had seemed loose and baggy moments ago, began adjusting its angles and tension, gradually conforming to her body.
A faint humming vibration could be heard as the armor slowly became transparent, fading into an outline until it vanished entirely. Chu Youwei stood naked before Xiao Ai.
But Chu Youwei remained unperturbed. Xiao Ai wouldn't let her attend the banquet naked.
She suspected that even if she wanted to go naked, Xiao Ai would likely drag her back, fearing she'd embarrass the Master.
Just as she had anticipated, it wasn't long before several more outline lines appeared before her, tracing her delicate form as if measuring her figure.
Then, like a blossoming flower, a purple evening gown slowly materialized, flowing down from her neckline.
A purple formal gown enveloped her, accompanied by accessories and hair ornaments materializing one by one. Simultaneously, she felt her feet lifted as if supported by something. Glancing down, she discovered a pair of high heels now adorning her feet.
These were not the kind Ye Qinghan usually wore—they were stark white high heels that seemed utterly out of place.
Yet despite their strangeness, they seemed perfectly fitting—like the cherry atop a cake, tempting one to pluck and taste.
When she stepped out the door and approached Su Cheng, even he stared, utterly transfixed.
In his memory, Chu Youwei had always been that dress, hand holding a scythe. Now, dressed differently, she seemed to carry a different kind of charm.
For a moment, Su Cheng was utterly spellbound.
"Master? Does Yuwei look good?"
His disciple's words snapped him back to reality, and Su Cheng realized his rudeness.
"It suits you very well."
Chu Youwei could see her master's approval: "As long as you like it, Master."
It was a backless evening gown, held up by a black ribbon tied into a bow at the nape of her neck, revealing her snow-white back. Under Xiao Ai's spiritual perception, even the clear engravings were visible.
Though a backless gown, the areas that should be covered were tightly wrapped, like a transparent box or a forbidden seal.
This, of course, was Xiao Ai's deliberate design. As someone close to the Revered One, Chu Youwei needn't cater to anyone's tastes outside of Su City. Beauty that was dignified and proper was the essence of a young lady's demeanor.
Dresses like the one the Sacred Mountain had given Li Shiyao—if they claimed to have everything, Xiao Ai certainly possessed such designs too. But that was not something the young lady should wear.
"Master, what are you looking at?"
Su Cheng gave an awkward chuckle. "Purple. It might suit you well—it has a certain charm."
Just then, Xiao Ai arrived, having changed into her dress. Naturally, she didn't need to go through the same trouble as Chu Youwei; she simply infused the attire into her divine armor, and it materialized instantly.
Xiao Ai wore an ice-blue formal gown. The material didn't even resemble fabric; it felt more like waterproof canvas, with the texture of an umbrella. The skirt flared out in layers like inverted ice-blue roses, trailing a blue-and-white layered train on the left side.
Additionally, Xiao Ai wore a small blue hat, though Su Cheng promptly snatched it away.
"Master, that's part of the formal gown set! Stop picking on Xiao Ai all the time!"
"Just lending it to me for a bit. Besides, I think your round little head looks pretty cute with it."
Xiao Ai even changed her hairstyle to curls. Chu Youwei had never seen her with such a style before, and she had to admit Su Cheng was right—Xiao Ai pouting like a little kid really was adorable.
But that was only because she was Xiao Ai, not the esteemed Gu Ai.
Su Cheng simply pulled an outfit directly from the system. He figured men's clothes were basically just different colors anyway—no real difference.
This was the military uniform he'd taken from Xiao Ai long ago—a Wangjun commander's attire. The jacket was identical to the one Xiao Ai had draped over her shoulders when she first arrived. Su Cheng hadn't worn this thing in ages.
But he had nothing to pin on it—no rank insignia, no medals.
"Master, this suits you better than the long robe."
Su Cheng chuckled. "Heh, only you would dare say that."
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