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The Amazing Wealth of Regulus

Regulus was speechless at Quincy's apparently ambiguous statement and kicked him hard in the shin, warning him to keep his mouth shut.

"Pick him up a few pieces that fit! Any more nagging and I'll go to another shop!" He said angrily.

Ivy turned around with a subtle ambiguous look on her face and turned, "Okay, okay, I'll stop. Both of you please come this way."

In the next few hours, Quincy repeated the process of undressing, dressing and undressing again and Ivy kept bringing new clothes for him to try on one after another. Whenever he came out of the dressing room, Ivy and Regulus would comment on him. In fact it was Ivy who was mainly responsible for the comments, while Regulus just nodded or shook his head. Depending on the number of times Regulus nodded, Quincy could not help but get the feeling that "they had looted the whole shop". At the end of the day they had almost a mountain of clothes, and Regulus let Quincy wear one of them, leaving the rest to Ivy. Regulus signed the bill Ivy brought him, "Pack all these and have them delivered to my house."

"No problem!" Ivy beamed, "Ah, this gentleman's outfit now matches your style, what a perfect little couple!"

"Love ...... couple my ass!" Regulus tossed his signature pen at Ivy who dodged it deftly, "Do you believe I'll return all of these?!"

"You can't return the one you're wearing, the tag has been cut off."

Regulus' forehead bruised and he dragged Quincy out of the shop to Ivy's "Welcome back!" and dragged Quincy out of the shop. Back on the street, Quincy felt a sense of relief, the shop was a witch's cave and Quincy felt like a doll, grabbed by Ivy and changed into a variety of clothes, with no power to resist.

Holding the corners of the new clothes he was wearing, he trotted around to the wizard. "Your Excellency, you bought so much for me ...... I ...... I don't know when I'll be able to pay it back woooooooooo ...... "

Regulus gave him an odd look, "I didn't ask you to pay it back."

"I can't take anything from you for free ......"

The wizard waved his hand as if waving away the dust floating in front of him, "I don't want to watch you dangling around in my clothes every day. Think of it as my paying for your work clothes."

Overalls ...... As Ivy took the bill to Regulus, Quincy caught a glimpse of the numbers on the bill. These clothes were too expensive! If this was considered overalls, how much value must a person working in these overalls create in a second!

"Your Excellency, you are too kind to me," Quincy drawled, "I don't think my labour is worth that price at all, you don't ......"

Regulus pointed behind Quincy. The young werewolf turned around in confusion.

"See that forest?"

The street stretches out into the distance, where the terrain rises and the hills are covered by forest, and the road ends abruptly at the edge of the forest. In the middle of the forest was Regulus' mansion, which, of course, was hidden by trees from view in this part of town.

"What happened to the forest?"

"That forest and the hills are my private property. This land beneath your feet half a century ago was also owned by my family. So that little bit of money is nothing." Regulus said, "Any other questions? No? Then let's go."