I was Chosen By A Perverted Goddess To Help Save Her World

Following the marchioness, Lady Silverwinter’s observation of the product and sudden outburst, the rest of the noblewomen took turns having similar reactions when they went in to observe this new product.

It says a lot if Lady Silverwinter, who is publicly known to have conflicting interests with the duchess to not contain her excitement for a product the duchess had introduced. So everyone was eager to see it, and were subsequently awed.

When incessant requests to purchase several pairs, even at a ridiculous premium, began to pour in, as well as requests to see this elusive, luxury designer who’s able to procure such a material and fashion it into such a delectable undergarment for women—

Faerwyn had to first clarify that this designer was male, which was an unusual field to find a male in, considering male and female garments are exclusively catered to by the same sex. Yet, none were deterred by Faerwyn’s clarification, and for some weird reason, most seemed eager to actually have themselves measured by this person and fitted into their own pairs of panties.

From the atmosphere in the salon, Faerwyn could tell that soon these noble ladies would bring news of this product to their regions, and like a wildfire, her own city, Tellon, would be flooded with ladies who had traveled to get their own pair of panties.

Some of the noble ladies even tried to persuade this tailor to come to the capital, but since Tellon wasn’t so far from the capital, Farwyn insisted they make the journey; after all, she was trying to promote her territory’s growth; the more people flooded in, the better.

While this was indeed the case for lesser nobles present in the salon, or whomever else their influence would bring flooding into her territory, for the high nobles, however, their status demands that this luxury procurer pays them a personal visit, as is proper.

Faerwyn had a lot to prepare for when she got back. And since Hardwood had given her liberty to set the price as she saw fit, she announced that any intending nobles should bring along two hundred thousand in gold at least for one pair. And all present were more than happy with this price, some even saying it was surprisingly cheap.

Of course, if Ben were here to see a simple panty he purchased with the system for one sex point being valued at more than two hundred thousand gold, he would have lost his mind.

Faerwyn’s plan was to set up a place to receive the guests in her city, and to avoid being overwhelmed, she proposed a full month of wait times before other nobles could start coming down to her city to get their own pair of custom panties. Many appeared displeased by this long wait time, but none would dare voice such thoughts.

As for the grand duchess, the marchioness, countess, lady viscount, and Baroness: all five would receive separate visits to their mansions in the capital by Hardwood in the coming week after she has gone back to her territory to relay the details to the actual owner of the product and check with him to see if he can actually keep up with the expected high demand.

Faerwyn spent some more time with Solara, while Nymira waited by the carriage since she was uncomfortable inside the salon, and the noble ladies carried on admiring the paid model inside the powder room whose modelling the panties.

While Nymira waited outside, her thoughts wandered about who this male tailor was who happened to fashion something like that. The undergarment looked very risque and sexy, yet so soft, comfortable, and smooth, covering all the necessary parts while maintaining its sexiness for a woman.

She understood why all the noble ladies were so intrigued by such a product; even she was tempted to try one on herself.

When the duchess had asked her to go procure a couture muse, she had wondered why; now she understood, yet she still couldn’t figure out who this tailor was, and since the duchess was busy, she couldn’t ask her yet.

A certain someone came to mind, but she quickly kicked that thought. He somehow felt like he would be a perfect match for something like this, but it just doesn’t make sense how that person would be able to come into possession of such a thing in the first place, and them being a tailor wasn’t something Nymira could reconcile with her perception of him either.

Speaking of that person, she found that most of her line of thought these last two days somehow ends up being brought back to him ever since that day at her cabin. Ever since she did something that she did not only feel was a betrayal to her duchess, but also felt guilty for breaking the promise with someone she had preserved herself for, even though he did run away, abandoning said promise.

Yet, more than just her thoughts, her body seemed unable to forget being touched, enveloped, and feeling that person inside her. Nymira was also finding it hard to concentrate on training, or any other activity she was supposed to be carrying out.

And to some degree, she also felt hurt, seeing the way that person didn’t seem to care much for what they had shared when it was all she could think about. Nymira had intentionally tried to create a situation where she would run into Hardwood by accident to get a read on him, and also satiate this need to see this person again, even though her logical mindset told her to stay away from him.

But he wasn’t even in the estate anymore when she had checked; that’s how she came to know that even the duchess had sent a shadow to guard him and report his movements. The more she discovered about how much value the duchess placed on this person, the more concerned she was about their future, since, beyond herself, she wasn’t sure she could step aside anymore. And this progressing realization unsettled her.

The gathering in the salon lasted a few more hours: drinks and wines, pastries and food, discussions and laughs, even a little play describing the period of great castration. And after everyone began to hitch their carriages back to their mansions in the capital, with others who didn’t have any, booking fancy rest homes for the night.

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