With Avena’s introduction, Ciel smoothly met the somewhat stern-looking old lady.

However, after seeing Ciel’s design sketch and hearing Ciel’s ideas about the clothes, the initially indifferent old lady became interested, discussing various details of the clothes with Ciel, and began hand-drawing the design sketch.

Since Ciel had seen the original version of the clothes and could describe the approximate feeling of the details, coupled with the old lady’s solid professional skills, about an hour and a half later, a rough pattern emerged.

The old lady seemed never to have seen such a design either. According to her, this design aesthetic was very retro, yet extremely bold in the use of accessories, especially the red and gold color scheme, giving a sense of luxury.

The old lady was very willing to help Ciel make this dress, but after hearing the production time, Ciel’s brow furrowed slightly.

This formal dress was very complex, and the accessories on it all needed customization, requiring contact with corresponding craftsmen. At the latest, it might take several months; at the fastest, it would take three weeks for the dress to be completely finished.

Three weeks... too long.

Unless she spent Fate Points for a simulation exceeding one month, then redeemed it from reality using Fate Points.

100 Fate Points just for one dress... Even Ciel felt she couldn’t quite afford it.

Thinking there probably wouldn’t be much use for money later, Ciel directly took out the Su pounds obtained from Avena, placing six hundred Su pound banknotes directly before the old lady.

“5 days, can it be done?” Ciel looked at the old lady before her and said, “Doesn’t need to be particularly fine, overall similarity is enough. If any craftsman’s help is needed, I can contact Miss Avena to help you find one.”

Facts proved that the power of money was immense.

After Ciel took out the six hundred Su pounds, the old lady’s eyes went straight. Without even thinking carefully, she nodded repeatedly in agreement.

She probably no longer saw a pile of banknotes, but a middle-class townhouse in Ansu.

Ciel directly left 200 Su pounds as a deposit, left her address, and then left the tailor’s home.

Ciel didn’t feel it was a waste of money. Anyway, she could directly redeem the clothes in reality—her real self definitely couldn’t wait another five days for the old tailor to finish the clothes.

The “safe time” had been found. Clothes and stitchable corpses were ready. What Ciel needed to do now was, while waiting for the clothes to be made, help Avena digest the “Psychologist” potion.

Glancing at the time, it was already twelve noon, lunchtime.

Ciel hailed a carriage, directly gave Avena’s home address, then began recording everything that happened today in Chinese in a notebook on the carriage, for her real self to check upon arrival.

After she finished recording everything, the carriage also stopped at the gate of Avena’s manor.

Ciel paid the fare and got off. The gatekeeper, upon seeing Ciel, didn’t even announce her, directly opening the manor gate. A maid came forward, leading Ciel inside.

The servants inside the manor basically all recognized Ciel, and the butler had also instructed that Miss Ciel didn’t need announcement upon arrival, just lead her directly to the Young Mistress.

Avena was currently having lunch, seemingly not expecting Ciel to visit her at this time, looking slightly surprised upon seeing Ciel.

And Adele, sitting on the other side of Avena, was still lowering her head, devouring steak, seemingly not noticing Ciel standing at the door.

“Want to eat some?” Avena pointed to the chair beside her and said, “Just right, I’m not very hungry. I actually called Adele over this noon to discuss matters concerning you.”

Avena didn’t ask the maids to add another set of tableware but pushed her unused set towards Ciel, because she knew Ciel wouldn’t mind these small matters.

“Where’s Nia?” Ciel sat beside Avena and asked casually.

At this moment, Adele finally noticed Ciel sitting opposite her, flushed red as she swallowed everything in her mouth, then wiped her mouth with a napkin and said, “Ciel? Why are you here? Are you better?”

Ciel, having skipped breakfast and lunch, picked up Avena’s fork and began eating the food on Avena’s plate without ceremony.

“She went to confirm the security situation at the venue for tonight’s banquet, will be back later.” Avena adjusted her glasses, asking somewhat curiously, “Do you need her help?”

“No, just ask her not to meet me directly when she returns,” Ciel said straightforwardly, “I’m cursed. Encountering transcendents triggers misfortune. The higher the tier of the transcendent seen, the stronger the misfortune.”

Hearing this, Avena looked slightly puzzled.

Curse... curse?

Impression seemed to be that no transcendent path possessed such an ability...

“Not a transcendent, it’s a sealed artifact.” Seemingly noticing the doubt in Avena’s eyes, Ciel explained.

“Oh...” Avena nodded. If it was a sealed artifact, it was indeed understandable.

Was this why Ciel left the manor before?

“Hasn’t the matter been resolved yet?” Avena asked.

Meanwhile, Adele, whose concern for Ciel’s health was ignored, silently observed Ciel’s complexion seemed slightly better, then continued lowering her head to gnaw on the steak, seemingly not minding being ignored at all.

“Not yet, almost there.” Ciel put down her knife and fork, wiping her mouth with a napkin.

At this moment, Ciel, preoccupied with completing her tasks, remembered she seemed to have forgotten to reply to Adele. She looked towards Adele and said, “Adele, thank you for asking, much better.”

“Huh?” Adele looked up blankly towards Ciel, seemingly forgetting what she asked just now.

After confirming Ciel’s condition wasn’t worsening, Adele forgot the previous matter and continued indulging in the food.

“It’s nothing, continue eating.” Ciel silently looked at Adele, then turned her head towards Avena, only to find Avena wiping her mouth with a napkin.

Unsure if she was hiding a chuckle.

“Is there anything I can help you with?” Avena put down the napkin and asked.

She knew Ciel wouldn’t visit her for no reason. Judging by Ciel’s appearance, it didn’t seem like she came just to hang out.

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