"Brother Chu."
As he was lost in thought, a crisp voice, like the tinkling of silver bells, called out, rousing Chu Mu from his deep contemplation.
Chu Mu turned his head toward the door, and the figure of a young woman came into view.
The young woman was graceful and had changed her appearance yet again today. She wore crimson Scale Armor, and a skirt of metallic, sword-shaped plates covered her lower half. Her legs, all the way to some mysterious, unseen region, were wrapped in a sheer black fabric similar to silk stockings.
The young woman walked with an easy grace. As her metallic, sword-shaped skirt swayed, it created a crisp, clinking sound, and a pleasant fragrance wafted toward him.
As the saying goes, "a thousand people, a thousand faces." After cultivating a Charm Skill, this young woman before him seemed to possess a thousand different masks.
'Does a Charm Skill also have the effect of changing one's disposition?'
