Tale of Discovery

Chapter 206: Appearance ; Transfer ; Nobles

"We will head back to Albion's castle for now," I proclaim, "Then, I will visit Gallia's capital."

Everyone confirms my words before prepping up.

Now then, from what I was told by Gaia, she and Tiffa are bode to receive some unwanted attention due to their appearance.

Tiffa is a half-elf, while Gaia Is a pure elf? I'm not sure, but either way, she looks like one, and that's a problem.

Surely, there are some rats from other kingdoms lurking within Albion and Tristain. After all, there is a reason why the elves have hidden themselves using anti-perception barriers.

"Tiffa, Gaia, we need to talk," I say in a solemn tone before explaining my worries.

"I'm sure that you would be able to handle a few pests just fine," I say while looking into Gaia's eyes, "However, it's better if we avoid trouble if we can do so."

"I understand," Gaia says, "But, the only thing I can change is my attire."

"No worries, one of my Effects can do that just fine. Nevertheless, it would be better if you changed your clothes anyway."

After all, the way she is dressed is similar to elves, which by no means is something commonly worn by the humans residing within the kingdoms I've been to.

The next moment, the clothes worn by Gaia disappear, revealing her bare body to everyone in the room.

Before I can appreciate its beauty, a bright light covers Gaia's body before clothes completely different from what I had in mind appear.

"This" I subconsciously voice.

"It's the clothes that I liked to wear back in the Rift when I needed to enter a city," she explains.

Anyway, the clothes really suit her in more ways than one.

First, she has a dark cloak covering her back and shoulders which goes quite well with her 'innocent' personality that I've gotten to notice during the short while I've spent with her.

Underneath the cloak, she has similarly dark attire. For her torso, she has a dark garment that's made of a firm material. The bottom of the garment is bare, revealing most of her abdomen and her navel. The top of it shows a small portion of her breasts, while her cleavage is hidden by a large golden accessory with a small star at its center.

For her lower half, she has a short that cover's a quarter of her fleshy thighs with a gray belt keeping it in place. As for the rest of her legs, she has a pair of stockings with plant-like designs on them. Finally, she has a pair of long black boots extend to her knee.

Overall, the clothes are quite unique, especially so in this world. So, I create a four-piece set of silver vambraces and casually say, "You should put these on for the clothes to look more natural."

Her attire coupled with the vambraces will most likely cause others to think of her as a noble archer or something comparable.

Heeding my words, Gaia takes the vambraces from my hands and puts them on with minimal effort, perfecting her new look. /a/PgJpm5C)

Circulating my Holy Essence, I make use of Rework to disguise her pointy ears before stepping back and admiring her.

"How does it look?" she asks while smiling.

Before I can respond, an excited voice says, "You look amazing!"

Looking over at Tiffa, I notice that she has stars shining in her eyes as she stares at Gaia.

"She's right," I say while grinning, "You look ethereal."

Gaia's smile grows as she says in a gentle voice, "Thank you."

Nodding my head, I turn to face Tiffa before saying, "I suppose we should do the same thing for you. But, what clothes would be suitable for you?"

Making her seem like noble would be better than a 'plebeian, as I wouldn't want her to be troubled when I'm not around. Besides, she is literally a noble.

As such, I create the uniform worn by female students of Tristain's Magic Academy and say, "Put these on. They're clothes from an academy I was staying at for some time."

"Okay," she responds before taking the clothes and beginning to change into them.

I take this moment to circulate my Holy Essence, intending to change her ears.

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"Ready?" I say to the group of elves excitedly chatting with one another.

Their curious eyes land on me as they stop speaking, indicating that they indeed are ready.

"Good," I say before raising my right arm. The next moment, a gateway appears beside me, which is directly connected to the bridge on Iaron.

"Step inside," I firmly intone.

The bunch of elves tenses up, with none of them seemingly daring to do so.

After a short while, one of the younger-looking elves takes in a deep breath before stepping forward as his fellows gradually follow suit.

A few seconds later, all the elves have successfully passed through the gateway, most likely back to their home.

Closing the gateway, I let out a sigh and say, "Finally."

The group of elves just now were the Binary Factors that were defeated and brought to the castle.

Previously, I wasn't able to send them back because I didn't know where they stayed, and I was too busy to look into it.

"Now then," I mutter before using Clairvoyance to search for Lizette, only to find her checking some documents out in the office where I punished a certain courier.

Raising my arm, I create another gateway that is directly connected to there.

Before I can take a step, AI's voice resounds within my head.

{Norse Magic: Teleportation tiered up.}

Oh? I wonder what has changed.

Closing the gateway I just formed, I raise my hand and begin to practice Teleportation.

The moment, a hole the size of a car forms in front of me and pulls me inside. My surrounding changes to an endless void as I slowly float forward.

Realizing something, I picture the office Lizette is at before my surrounding changes to the office.

Everything seems to be frozen in place and I can't seem to make use of my abilities except my Code's Effects.

I attempt to touch the documents on the office desk, but my hand passes right through the documents and the desk itself.

So, I'm unable to physically interact with anything in this state.

Well then, how do I teleport.

The moment the thought passes my mind, my surroundings seem to brighten up as Lizette begins moving again, not noticing my presence.

"Lizette," I say nonchalantly, startling the woman quite a bit.

"Wales? When did you get here?" she inquires as a glint of excitement shines within her eyes.

"Just now," I respond before approaching her and asking, "What are you doing?"

"Oh, I'm sorting out the letters sent by the nobles which are about their take on your upcoming coronation," she responds.

"Sorting out?" I ask, my curiosity piqued at the thought of ridding the kingdom of more pesky nobles.

"So far, only three noble houses have expressed their dissatisfaction about it, claiming that you're too young to be crowned," Lizette says, "The heads of those three families are all marquises."

"They dare question my capabilities after everything that has happened?" I ask, baffled by their idiocy.

"Yes," Lizette says in a harsh tone, "They claim that everything was the result of a blessing to the soldiers and nothing more."

"Oh? I wonder the soldiers will react to that if they find out," I say.

Hold on. Isn't that exactly what I should do?

"This is going to be fun," I mutter while grinning.

"Wales?" Lizette nervously says.

"Oh," I say before adopting a casual expression, "Never mind that."

Before she can make any remarks, I approach her and swiftly hug her.

"Wales?" Lizette says in a voice much higher pitched than before, highlighting her confusion regarding my actions.

"I just wanted to hug you, that's all," I intone in a low voice.

After a short while, I break the hug and step back before saying, "There is something that I need to discuss with you."

Noticing the serenity in my voice, Lizette adopts a serious expression as she says, "What is it?"

"You'll have to become the acting queen shortly after my coronation," I proclaim, stunning her.

Seeing that she won't be able to muster any response soon, I explain, "There is somewhere that I have to be, so I can't take care of the kingdom. So, my only choice at the moment is to have someone take care of the kingdom in my place with me appearing now and then to check on the state of affairs."

It takes her a while, but Lizette regains clarity of mind before she hurriedly asks, "Where will you be going?"

"Far," I respond, "Somewhere very far from here."

Well, there is a chance that this matter might be much simpler than I make it out to be. However, there are a lot of variables, so I must set up some precautions in case things take an unexpected turn