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Golden Oak City.

The art capital that almost all artists yearn for.

Although the two-person trip of Dorn and Vivian experienced some twists and turns, they still arrived at the final destination smoothly.

Coming to Golden Oak City, Dawn has two things to do.

One is to visit the powerful alchemist that Grigoru mentioned, Favna.

Another thing is to help Crick deliver the letter, and by the way, get to know the recent situation of his sister Veronica and that Miss Allietta.

In Dawn's view, there is no need to deliberately prioritize these two matters.

Because in theory, it won't take too much time.

Even though Golden Oak City is huge, it can be done in at most one day.

After the two things are done, you can have fun with Miss Goblin in this artistic city for a few days without any worries!

This is the charm of travel!

After entering the city, you can see musicians performing, street painters, and open-air small stage plays everywhere on the streets.

Announcements of small concerts and art exhibitions are plastered all over the streets and alleys.

Dawn and Vivienne walked side by side on the street, stopping and going.

"From the address Gregor gave, the alchemist lives in the outer ring of Golden Oak City. Let's visit her first," Don said.

"Yeah!" Vivienne nodded while holding the ebony staff, then looked away from the artist on the street, and pulled the corner of Radon's clothes:

"Dawn, after we finish what we have to do, why don't we go to the concert? Let's go together."

"Does Vivian like concerts?" Donne looked at the silver-haired girl beside him.

"Yeah." Vivian blinked Hu Lan's eyes, and said in a regretful tone, "I wanted to see it when I came to Golden Oak City, but I couldn't get a ticket."

Dawn didn't know before that Miss Goblin had such hobbies.

But what's more, if you stay in a small town like Eaton, you can't show this kind of hobby.

But actually, Vivian, if you really want to watch it, it doesn't matter if you don't buy a ticket...

"After that matter is over, let's watch it together, you can watch as many shows as you like." Don replied with a smile.

For Miss Goblin's request, Donne of course granted it unconditionally.

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We have money! See till you spit!

...

According to the address given by Gregor, and after simply asking passers-by several times for directions, Dawn successfully found the residence of the alchemist Favna.

The two stood for a while at the door of the address they finally found.

"...Dorn, we didn't make a mistake, did we?" Vivienne held the ebony staff and looked inside the door again.

"It should be... that's right."

It's no wonder that Dawn and Vivienne were both puzzled, because what they saw in front of them really didn't look like an alchemist's residence.

This is a clothing store, a very large clothing store.

Moreover, it seems to only sell women's clothing.

In the window, Dawn could see a female hunting suit with long leather boots, and even a black and white maid outfit...

"The women's clothing sold by the owner of this store is quite tasteful." Don thought silently in his heart.

Now that you are here, you naturally have to go in to confirm.

So Don opened the store door.

There is a string of copper wind chimes hanging in front of the door, and when the store door is opened, it hits the bells and makes a crisp and pleasant sound.

After entering the door, there were two points that attracted Dawn's attention the most.

One was a lady standing at the counter.

She was the only one in the huge store, and it seemed that she should be the boss here.

This is a lady with a mature and capable temperament, tall and curvy, with long straight yellow-brown hair.

On top of her slender legs, there is a pair of thin black silk fabrics. Under the silky fabrics, the flesh color of the skin on the legs is faintly revealed.

It's black silk!

This lady in black silk has a slightly barren chest. I don't know if it's for this reason, but the capable and cold temperament on her body is even stronger.

The first time he saw her, Dawn inexplicably thought of the OL style female white-collar workers in the workplace on earth.

In the clothing store, the second noteworthy shop is behind the counter, the light and thin silk fabrics all over the wall.

Black, white, and skin tones.

Yes, in this clothing store, there is almost a wall of... stockings.

Dawn couldn't help but think of Vivian's previous little science popularization - stockings, in this different world, are made by the by-products of alchemy.

He and the goblin lady next to him exchanged glances, and they both nodded slightly.

Based on the stockings on this wall alone, combined with Gregor's information, it is basically certain that this must be the alchemist's residence!

"Welcome." The female boss in front of the counter greeted, "Oh? A handsome gentleman? Few men come to my store alone. Are you going to choose a gift for a lady?"

"No." Don shook his head, "I'm here..."

However, his words were interrupted by the female boss.

The female boss showed an intriguing expression on her face, her vermilion lips curled up, and she looked Dawn up and down with great interest:

"So that's it, that's it. Are you buying it for yourself? Stockings, or high-heeled shoes?"

Don:?

What the hell?

Seeing that Don was stunned and not speaking, the female boss continued to introduce, and took down a pair of white silk stockings from the wall behind the counter by the way:

"Although men have gradually given up their enthusiasm for stockings and high-heeled shoes in the past two years, occasionally there are still people like you who pursue retro trends. By the way, I personally think that no matter whether stockings or high-heeled shoes, you It's all very suitable."

Don: ...

Wait a minute, let me take it easy.

Why did you suddenly judge that I came to your store to buy women's clothes?

"Dawn, in fact, high heels and silk stockings seemed to be worn by aristocratic men at first. It wasn't until a few years ago that they changed to women's wear." Vivian on the side said this.

A black thread at Dorne's end.

However, Donne knew a little bit about the development history of the West when he was on Earth.

He did know that on Earth, high heels and silk stockings were indeed men's exclusive clothing at first.

Back then, when I saw the oil portrait of Louis XIV for the first time.

This long-haired, high-heeled western monarch who deliberately lifted his large robe to reveal a pair of long white silk legs and posed a burly and majestic posture left an indelible impression on his young heart. impression.

But, why do these two costumes in the different world also develop according to this trajectory!

The development of civilization leads to the same goal?

This is too worth complaining about!