I Own A Brothel In Another World (Ch. 1-196)

Chapter 172 - T.T.E.O.A.: The Priestess and an Unexpected Work Accident

"Who is that?"

"Do you see that beautiful dark-skinned lady in priestly vestments?"

"Is some foreign princess visiting our king?"

"She's a Dark Elf! There's no way they are here without everyone knowing!"

"Look at her neck! That's Utopia's collar! She must be one of the girls working there!"

"Are you an idiot? They don't walk around with a dozen fully armed escorts rivalling the royal guard! Even their gear fully matches!"

"She must be the owner's wife! Is she being detained by some new unit answering right to the King?"

"They all bear Utopia's crests on their uniforms. The colours fit too. I've never seen them there, though. What's happening?"

It looks like people still underestimate the hearing capabilities of Dark Elves. But, that's good for us. It looks like we have achieved the intended effect. Everyone is turning around to take a second glance at our small procession. The rumours are going to spread like wildfire. Perfect.

~Walk with your chins up, girls. This is your big debut.~ I send a telepathic message to the twelve women walking with me as our minds are linked with a magical ability one of our High Elves possesses.

~Yes, Madam,~ they respond in unison and stand a bit straighter. ~We won't let you down.~

I try not to smile at their eager replies. Too many people are looking. I have to keep a dignified face too. Many think that a beautiful body and impressive clothing are the keys to looking important, yet without an aura of confidence and superiority, they are nothing but wasted jewels on the neck of a street monkey.

Thankfully, the attire Shino designed for me and created alongside Mari couldn't be any better. She captured my descriptions of the old garments I had worn during my service back as the Princess with utmost perfection. Not to mention the incredible alterations those two then introduced. These clothes don't evoke especially fond memories, but after what they did, I kind of enjoy this now. I'm glad that I'll get many more opportunities to use these.

As for what exactly I am wearing that's capturing so much attention, well, there isn't that much, actually. Dark purple shoes on small but thick heels weren't my favourite, but with Mari's effort to make them extremely comfortable, I can't say anything about them anymore. The four vertical cuts, two per side, in my long dress of the same colour running down to the very ground from my waist display my legs in the most perfectly enchanting manner as the material sways alluringly with each step. The thin, smooth panties flash mischievously with a bolder step, just as intended.

The Princess' sacred vestments usually uncover a great deal of the wearer's stomach and back, and so do my current garments. Two crossing bands of soft material wrap themselves around my breasts, upheld by a thin strip running around my neck from the front, leaving a great deal of cleavage, of course.

Naturally, that's not all. A glossy, dark purple serpent of cloth coils around my arms and passes behind my back, draping itself low enough to reach my hips. The loose ends hang down from around my elbows, dragging slightly over the stone road. On top of it rests a see-through veil of barely noticeable violet shade, running around my neck, to the front, and then towards the back under my armpits.

Besides the polished, black tiara decorating my forehead, I don't wear that much jewellery, just enough to look the part. The upper edges of my long ears are covered with thin, ornamental stripes of blacksilver, big enough just to hide the earlobe. A few tiny amethysts are embedded in their surface. To match them, I picked up a few dark signets and rings with gems of various purplish shades.