章 582: Yale and the Smuggler Association

"Tawa, you know that you don't need to use this kind of clothes, right?"

Regardless of whose fault was, Yale wasn't comfortable seeing a child in maid's clothes.

"I love these clothes, master. I already spoke about this before. Grandpa Tofesh, you also heard it, right?"

Tofesh still felt uncomfortable being called like that by Tawa, but since he created her with Yale's help and then Yale forged her again several times, it wasn't wrong that Tawa considered him a grandfather.

"Yes, but I also agree that you look strange in those clothes."

Tofesh had already heard Yale, and Tawa spoke about that matter before, so he felt that Yale was just repeating the topic, but he agreed that Tawa looked too strange with that outfit.

"Master and grandpa are too mean. I have been learning from the maids in this palace, and they praise me a lot."