Chapter 133: Lunch

Broderick nods in satisfaction as he watches us don the disguises. "The mask and robe together create a set that's really strong," he says. "Not even the magical orbs used by the Adventurer's Guild to check status windows can see through this disguise. You could walk right into the Vesper Consortium's headquarters, and even if a member spotted you on the streets later in your civilian garbs, they wouldn't be able to recognize you. Remember, knowledge is power, and the people there are as hungry as humans get, so they will still attempt to find out who you are. Don't make stupid comments and use aliases, obviously."

The three of us nod in unison. I glance at the items and use my primordial eyes to check them.

[Whisperveil Mask]

[Rarity: Rare]

[Skills: 

[Voice Distortion]

[Eye Concealment]

[Mind Shield]

[Shadowmantle Robe]

[Rarity: Rare]

[Skills:

[Size Disorientation]

[Status Concealment]