"I didn't borrow money to squander it carelessly; it was all spent where it was necessary,"
"Take, for example, this outfit I'm wearing."
Alberon pointed to the pure white, feather-like dress he adorned.
"This is undeniably high-end merchandise, you couldn't find three such pieces throughout the entire Fairy Country of Britain. Wearing this attire allows me to move about freely. Whether it's the grand cathedral of Salisbury or the auction in Gloucester, the moment the gatekeepers lay eyes on my ensemble, they immediately think I am a high-ranking fairy. They dare not obstruct me, permitting me to investigate with dignity in places ordinary people cannot access, and to gather intel others are not privy to."
"Furthermore, the powder just now, when sprinkled on oneself, even fairies with an outstanding sense of smell wouldn't be able to detect our scent. Whether used for escape or to cloak one's tracks, it makes it effortless."
