Chapter 42: A Happy Accident

Located in the aristocratic district of the city center, the Champs-Élysées is the busiest shopping street in the city of Frank, if not the entire continent. In addition to the ancient shops of the human kingdom, there are also shops owned by sub-races such as elves, dwarves, and barbarians. It can be said that everything that exists on the continent can be bought here.

Along the main street, there are small squares and gardens where many artists, such as bards and painters, perform live. If they win the favor of nobles or wealthy merchants, they are inevitably invited to their homes.

Christine saw a handsome young bard get into the carriage of a certain noble lady.

Of course, the clothing, jewelry, and supplies here were the trends of the kingdom of France and even the continent.

To be honest, after Christine arrived in France, she spent all her free time in the library of the Mage's Guild, where did she have time to go shopping? But since Olivia had suggested that she come here, she wanted to see this most prosperous shopping street of the continent.

"Cousin Christine, the clothes in this shop are the most fashionable on the continent," Olivia said, pointing to a shop with an expensive-looking interior as they got out of the carriage.

"Let's have a look."

"Cousin Christine, this shop only caters to female customers," Olivia reminded her.

Christine didn't mind and asked Knight Abel to wait outside while she took Irina and Olivia into the shop.

Immediately, a maid approached them: "Baron Stewart, Miss Olivia, welcome."

For a store that went the upscale route, it wouldn't have been able to stay open in Frank City for so long if the staff hadn't recognized Christine. As for Olivia, she was a regular here.

The maid said respectfully, "Baron Stewart, it is an honor to have you here. Please let us know if you need anything."

It must be said that this store has the strength to lead the fashion trends on the mainland. The various types of clothes on display are all exquisitely made with exquisite materials, not inferior to the craftsmanship of the private tailors of the great nobles, and even better in terms of style.

There are also some ladies and young ladies in the shop to help you choose your clothes. After choosing a piece, you can go to the fitting room in the back to try it on. If you decide to buy it, a seamstress will come up to measure the customer's size.

All clothes on display are samples. The store will tailor the clothes according to each person's figure. With the professionalism of this store, the clothes can be made in three days without delaying the activities of the ladies and young ladies.

Because it's a store that specializes in serving female customers, the inner room has no windows and is lit only by magic lamps on the ceiling, so some noble ladies and young ladies feel very casual and don't deliberately avoid anyone.

Olivia picked out a dress and was about to try it on when she asked, "Cousin Christine, aren't you going to try on a few?"

"I prefer the elven style."

When she said this, there was nothing more Olivier could say, because the long life expectancy of the elves meant that they could spend several months on a single garment, making the finished product more exquisite and of course more expensive.

"Irina."

"Baron."

"Tomorrow you bring Misa and Misa here and you choose some clothes."

"Okay."

Girls liked nice clothes, and in Christine's opinion, since the three women were already her own people, it was only right to buy them some clothes. After all, when they returned to Baron Stewart's territory, it wouldn't be a big deal if their own maids dressed up a bit more.

It was already noon when they left the dress shop, and they enjoyed lunch at the most famous restaurant on the street. In the afternoon, they visited a dozen more specialty shops, and Christine bought more or less a carload of things.

Since the mainland does not avoid the practice of talking directly about money face to face, buying things is also buying for yourself. If you really want to give a gift, you can buy it and then deliver it to the other person's home. As a first-level mage, Olivia can afford to shop on this luxury street without relying on her family.

On the way back, in the carriage,

"Cousin Olivia, thank you for showing me the Champs-Élysées."

"It was my pleasure."

"So, Cousin Olivia, can you tell me why you suggested I try on those clothes at the dress shop?"

Although Alina was also there, Christine did not have to avoid her.

"What reason? Someone as beautiful as cousin Christine naturally looks better in those beautiful clothes, what reason is there?" Olive's face was filled with confusion.

"Cousin Olive, we're both magicians, if you still won't tell the truth, do you want me to use Lie Detection on you?"

The lie detection spell can tell whether what someone is saying is true or not. Of course, the higher the spiritual power, the higher the chance of resisting, but Olivier is only a first-order magician, while Christine is a third-order magician, so she won't be able to deny it even if she wants to.

"Cousin Christine, I don't understand what you're talking about," Olivier began to feign ignorance and denial.

Kristin directly used two first level spell slots to cast the "Detect Lies" spell and then asked, "Cousin Olivia, tell me the reason why you suggested I try it on when I was at the clothing store.

Olivia just stopped talking. After all, until she answered the question, there was no way to tell if she was telling the truth or not. Of course, there was another way to deal with this situation of not saying a word: using the first-level spell "Charm Human". This spell can make the other person treat the caster as the person they trust the most. In addition to spilling the beans, it can also get the other person to do things they wouldn't otherwise want to do.

But after all, they are relatives, so she can't go too far.

"Cousin Olivia, it's okay if you don't say anything, I'll just tear off your clothes and find out everything," Christine pretended to stand up.

"No!" Olivia huddled in the corner of the sofa with her arms wrapped around her, trembling.

"Why won't you tell me the truth?" Christine was not moved at all.

"You can't do this to me!" Olivia was like a helpless lamb.

Christine didn't want to waste any more time arguing with her and stood up, grabbing Olivia's shirt.

"I'll tell you!" Olivia had no choice but to comply.

Christine let go and sat back down, but it looked like Olivia wasn't going to get away with it without giving her a satisfactory explanation.

"Cousin Christine, I just thought you were so beautiful and had such a perfect figure that if you tried on some clothes I could use that as an excuse to look, but that didn't happen."

Under the "lie detection" spell, Olivia didn't dare hide anything.

"I'm your cousin, how could you have such a lewd thought?"

Olivia argued, "I couldn't help it, besides, I just wanted to take a peek, you wouldn't notice."

Christine said word for word, "As a man, you're wearing women's clothes and looking at your cousin, can you give me an explanation? Cousin Audrey."

Yes, no matter how you look at it, she is a beautiful young girl, but Olivia is a man, commonly known as a cross-dresser, and Christian found out.