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"However, although my Ruler class should have 28 Command Seals, I don't know why, but it seems that since I met you, Li Wei, my various abilities, including my Noble Phantasm, have improved slightly, although it's not very obvious."

Joan of Arc suddenly thought of this question and said, "If I'm not mistaken, Li Wei, your ability should be to support and buff your teammates?"

Li Wei looked at Jeanne speechlessly: "Support? I'm not that kind of weakling who just cheers from the sidelines."

"Li Wei, you're underestimating support personnel too much. For example, in war, those support personnel who are responsible for logistics and intelligence are extremely important."

“Then they might as well just shout ‘666’ at me,” Li Wei said honestly. “Wouldn’t that make me look even more pretentious and give me a greater sense of accomplishment?”

“You…” Joan of Arc said irritably, “Li Wei, you really are… I don’t know what to say about you.”

"I have a bad feeling about this Holy Grail War. If we encounter battles later, please don't be too impulsive. I'm really worried about you."

"Huh? Can I take this as a confession to me?"

"Sure, there's nothing I can do to stop your delusions," Joan of Arc smiled.

"..."

"That really hurts, Lao Zhen."

As the two talked, they soon arrived at the clothing store they had mentioned earlier.

"Welcome, both of you. What kind of clothes would you like to see?"

A sweet-looking female waitress with long blonde hair approached Li Wei and his companion with a smile.

"You two look like a perfect match," the waiter remarked.

“Um… he and I aren’t…” Joan of Arc blushed for a moment, clearly flustered by being mistaken for a couple.

The waiter simply covered his mouth and chuckled when he saw this.

"Oh, really! Li Wei, you'd better explain yourself quickly!" Joan of Arc said, both embarrassed and angry.

“Madam, you must have misunderstood,” Li Wei said seriously. “My relationship with her is not that we’re married yet.”

"Is that so?" the waiter exclaimed in surprise. "I didn't expect that you two, so young, are already so close that you're considering marriage?"

"...Li Wei, you'd better shut up."

Although Joan of Arc continued to explain desperately, the waiter, while saying he understood, always gave her a knowing look, which eventually made Joan of Arc give up.

Let it be a misunderstanding. Anyway, it's with this guy, so it doesn't seem so awkward.

Joan of Arc was surprised when the idea came to her.

"Madam, would you like to try on this dress?"

When asked for clothing recommendations, the salesperson began to lead them on a tour of the store.

Now, in front of them is a white halter-neck short dress, the material of which gives a light and airy feel.

"Eh? This...this one?" Joan of Arc was surprisingly a little awkward.

"Yes, I think this little girl would look really good in it!" The waiter's eyes revealed a hint of excited anticipation.

"Huh? Huh!?"

"Hmm, I think it's really pretty OK," Li Wei agreed after taking a few glances.

"Li Wei, you think so too?"

Joan of Arc hesitated for a moment, then said, "Okay, alright, I'll give it a try, but I don't know if it's really suitable for me."

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PSA: A few days ago, on my way back to my hometown, I passed by a hair salon. A man dressed like the characters from the TV series "Princess Pearl" was sitting on a stool, smiling non-stop...

Chapter 278 The Heroic Spirits Who Died from the Woodcutter's Cleaver

"It's okay, you're not that ugly," Li Wei suddenly added, being a bit cheeky.

Joan of Arc: "...Li Wei, you... Humph!"

The next second, Joan of Arc suddenly became very energetic, took the clothes from the sales assistant, went into the fitting room, and slammed the door shut.

The embarrassment I felt a moment ago vanished completely.

"Li Wei, you're a complete bastard!"

Before closing the door, Joan of Arc couldn't help but say something.

The waiter looked at Li Wei with a slightly reproachful look and said, "Sir, sometimes you need to be tactful when you speak. If I'm not mistaken, you wanted to compliment your girlfriend on her beauty, right? I think you should say it more properly next time."

"If you express the same idea using positive words, your girlfriend will be even happier!"

The waiter offered his earnest advice.

"Otherwise, even the most loving couples can sometimes break up over these little details."

Listening to the waiter's words, Li Wei suddenly said, "What you said makes a lot of sense."

The waiter smiled knowingly.

"But what if I just can't do it..."

"..."

You should stay single.

In fact, Li Wei was also a little helpless. It seemed that if one's IQ was too high, it would be difficult to keep up in terms of EQ. It was not that he admitted that his EQ was low, but compared with his high IQ, it was just a little flawed. However, compared with ordinary people, he believed that his EQ was absolutely superior.

After all, if an average guy saw his girlfriend hesitating at this point, he would have already slapped her.

But Li Wei, he couldn't.

A few minutes later, the fitting room door opened again, and Joan of Arc, wearing a white halter-neck mini dress, walked out.

"Is it...beautiful?" Joan of Arc turned her face slightly and asked.

"nonsense."

Li Wei rolled his eyes at Joan of Arc, "How could she not be beautiful?"

"So cute, I want to sleep with her!"

"puff……"

Joan of Arc couldn't help but bend over, covering her mouth and laughing. As she bent down, a few alluring glimpses of her snow-white chest were revealed.

"Li Wei, you really are..."

"I'll just accept it as a compliment~"

“It was meant to be a compliment,” Li Wei said, dissatisfied.

"Cut~"

As for the waiter next to her, he directly praised her: "This dress suits you very well, little sister, it looks beautiful!"

"Thank you."

Because the color of the dress didn't match Joan of Arc's original black stockings, she simply took them off when she changed clothes, revealing her two beautifully curved, slender, and fair legs.

"Well……"

Seeing Li Wei deep in thought, Joan of Arc subconsciously asked a question.

“Since it looks good, let’s wear it. Let’s move on to the next one,” Li Wei replied.

"and many more."

"Can we have this dress?" A young man in a white suit with a stylish fringe walked over and asked, arm in arm with a beautiful woman.

Joan of Arc replied seriously, "Sir, this is what we saw first, and I like it very much. I'm sorry I can't give it to you."

“I’m willing to pay you $3 if you can give us this dress.”

“Sir, please allow me to refuse,” Joan of Arc replied politely.

"Is that so? That's a real shame."

The blond youth sighed and walked away with his companion.

Li Wei, who was originally planning to step in, suddenly froze on the spot.

"What's wrong, Li Wei?"

"I just didn't react for a moment. I thought that according to this plot development, he would put on a show, force his way in, or coerce the waiter into making us give up our clothes?"

Joan of Arc chuckled, "Li Wei, you're probably much better at reading novels."

"Under normal circumstances, you don't encounter such incidents so easily; most people are very polite."

"Uh... really?"

Li Wei shrugged and said, "Maybe it's because I've encountered too many oddballs before."

"But it's good this way, it doesn't ruin my mood so much."

"Then let's move on to the next piece of clothing."

……

Accompanied and advised by the waiter, Joan of Arc bought six new outfits. Just as they were about to pay, the waiter suddenly said, "Sir, aren't you going to buy one?"

"Huh? Me?" Li Wei touched his chin: "No need, I think I'm handsome enough now."

"Sir, trust my judgment. You will become more elegant and stand out from the crowd." The waiter smiled. "And don't you think your current outfit would suit your partner better with the new clothes?"

"Hmm, that seems to make sense," Li Wei replied after thinking for a moment.

So, persuaded by the waiter, Li Wei also began his journey of picking out clothes.

……

Ten minutes later——

Li Wei stood before the two men, dressed in a black suit and tie, his hair neatly styled.

"It seems a little strange," Li Wei said slowly.

"Um, sir," the waiter said excitedly, "Could you let me take a picture with my phone as a souvenir? Just one, even just one picture would be fine!"

"Just one is enough!" the saleswoman exclaimed excitedly. "And sir, would you be willing to be our clothing store's advertising model?"

"I believe that if we report this to the manager, she will definitely agree. All we need is for you, sir, to allow us to use your image for advertising!"

"Your compensation will certainly satisfy you, sir!"

"Um... I mean, although I know I'm handsome, the way you're making me feel like I'm terrifyingly handsome."

Meanwhile, Joan of Arc, standing to the side, seemed to be staring at Li Wei in a daze.

This guy... he looks this good after being properly groomed... I already thought it was unfair enough...

Joan of Arc thought to herself.

Then she began searching her mind for legendary heroes who were known for their good looks, loved to boast, and ultimately died from being hacked to death with hundreds of cleavers...

"Sir, if you agree, we can give you a 30% discount on all clothes in our clothing store from now on!"

"gentlemen……"

"gentlemen……"

"gentlemen!"

"Fine, fine, the way you're moaning like you're in bed makes me really want to fuck you, you know?" Li Wei's lips twitched.

"But sir, you are really handsome, super handsome!" The waiter was still excited.

The waiter quickly contacted the manager, a middle-aged woman who still retained her charm. Upon seeing Li Wei's appearance, she readily accepted the waiter's suggestion and praised him highly.

Soon, the group selected several good poses and had Li Wei pose for the photo shoot.

In fact, normally, it wouldn't be possible to shoot a promotional poster like this so quickly. But the key is that Li Wei is just too outstanding now, so much so that the pose itself can no longer affect his charm. It's almost to the point that even picking his toes makes female fans scream.

At this moment, the city began to be shrouded in thick fog...

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