Kapitel 366: Rewards [1]

Staring at myself in the mirror and fixing my tie, I turned to glance at Waylan who was next to me.

He too was staring at himself in the mirror, putting on a suit. 

Tying my hair back with an armband, I muttered in annoyance. 

"Why do I have to wear a suit? It's not like dwarves also wear suits."

"Because we're about to attend a banquet with the dwarven leaders. It is costumery to dress well in such an important event." Waylan replied back, neatly fixing his hair.

Squinting, and staring at his figure from where I was standing, I couldn't hide my jealousy.

'Sigh, is this the difference in our genes? Just how high must his charm be to look like that at his age?'

Waylan was probably in his fifties, yet he looked no older than twenty. His perfect jawline which perfectly contrasted with his face and body, made me feel ashamed of myself.

'Hmm, well, not as much actually.'