She might even become a mistress to a Chem-Baron before then.
She never considered herself one of Zaun's lower-class; at the very least, she was part of Zaun's elite.
The next moment, Kreslin the Mage walked in, dressed in his mage robe, and casually stated, "I'd like to rent a formal suit to wear to a banquet. The price should be cheaper."
What? Rent?
Durin was stunned for a moment, then understood Kreslin's actions.
The other party couldn't possibly buy an expensive outfit for an assistant he had only known for a few days and whose character was unknown. If it weren't for the Mage needing someone to make a good impression, he might not even be willing to spend this money.
Therefore, renting a normal suit was a reasonable action.
Kreslin the Mage hadn't yet decided what style to buy. The ready-to-wear store seemed to have many more options than a tailor shop, as they displayed complete outfits for selection rather than customizing according to customer requests.
The girl was immediately taken aback and subconsciously observed Kreslin's mage robe. Her expression instantly changed. As a sales clerk and apprentice, she had naturally been warned about certain types of people not to provoke, and mages were certainly among the most important.
There weren't many mages in Zaun who were easy to talk to.
"Of course, Master Mage, please follow me. Our shop has many formal suits suitable for official occasions. I'll show you around first, and you can make your choice later."
The girl clerk led him to a mannequin, which was dressed in a burgundy tailcoat adorned with elegantly toned sequins and gold and silver thread embroidery. The style was complex and luxurious, and the shoulder contours were exaggerated by lines and patterns, giving a visual impression of becoming tall and imposing when worn.
"It's best not to be too conspicuous, and it's not for me to wear, it's for him!" Kreslin waved his hand, pointing at Durin who was standing beside him.
After all, Kreslin was only bringing Durin to the banquet to make himself look good. Kreslin didn't want his assistant to be too conspicuous and steal his thunder.
What's more… the price of this item clearly wouldn't be cheap.
He wouldn't be willing to spend so much on clothes for an assistant.
"Ah?!"
The female shop assistant's face immediately showed surprise. She didn't understand why the other party was willing to spend money to rent a luxurious outfit for someone who looked like a servant, but she knew she absolutely couldn't ask such a foolish question on the spot.
She couldn't provoke the Mage!
This was the first warning she received after coming to the clothing store.
"Then how about this set of casual formal wear? It's simple, practical, and restrained, most suitable for a young person full of practical spirit," the female shop assistant immediately changed her attitude, pointing to a new set of formal wear and speaking to Durin.
This type of casual formal wear was a semi-formal suit, somewhere between "casual" and "formal." Its clean-lined, straight-cut jacket and lapel shirt were stylish and practical, making it very popular among young people in the middle class.
"Do you have anything with a more traditional style?" Kreslin inquired.
Durin examined the casual formal wear, silently comparing it to the first outfit. Hmm… it looked pretty good. The first one felt too gaudy to him.
Of course, this was just his personal feeling.
Ultimately, it was up to his boss to decide which outfit he would wear. In this day and age, the one paying the bill was the boss!
After looking around, Kreslin finally chose a short dark grey frock coat for Durin to try on, along with a navy blue waistcoat, light black tight trousers, a pair of black leather shoes, and a black bowler hat with a compact brim.
This old-fashioned formal wear style was elegant and classic, a rather traditional "gentleman's" suit that instantly transformed Durin, elevating his demeanor by more than just one level.
Of course, during this process, Durin could only awkwardly take out the page hammer he carried with him, wrap it in black cloth, tie it into a makeshift bag, and carry it in his hand.
"How much in total? Just for one day's rental," Kreslin asked.
"For one day, the rental fee is only 80 copper circle coins, but an additional deposit of 8 silver lun coins is required. As long as the clothes are not damaged, the deposit will be fully refunded. So, a total of 8 silver lun coins and 80 copper circle coins."
The cashier placed her hand on the pepper-pot-like hand-cranked calculator, rotated the clear ring, skillfully slid the knob, turned the crank, and finally looked at the reading before speaking.
Kreslin directly pulled out 9 silver lun coins from his pocket, paid the money, received the change, and then left the clothing store with the transformed Durin.
"Listen! I'm going to meet a big shot later, so you just stand by and don't say a word. Just act as a facade! Don't make any mistakes for me; if you offend that big shot and delay my business, I'll fire you immediately!" Kreslin said fiercely.
Durin immediately nodded in agreement, indicating that he would be a good mute facade.
Although he didn't plan to work as a Mage Assistant forever, he still really needed this job for now. Because becoming a blacksmith apprentice would be very tiring, and living expenses would inevitably be high.
Therefore, 6 silver lun coins a month could greatly alleviate his financial pressure. He needed to earn more money if he wanted to move to the Entresol Level as soon as possible!
He needed to find a job with better pay and that provided food and lodging!
While thinking this, Durin had already followed the Mage to the private elevator. After Kreslin paid the fare, the elevator began to operate.
After a while, Durin couldn't help but ask, "Kreslin, where are we going next?"
"The Upper City!"
Kreslin straightened his collar, pulled down his sleeves, brushed off the dust, and calmly said, "I'll show you the Charm of Piltover, this City of Progress!"