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Chapter 280 Dress combined with military uniform

"It's not so much that it doesn't meet the requirements, it's better to say that it's here to demonstrate," Ulysses sneered. "Do you really think that the nobles from other families are idiots? Don't they know what Safi wants?

design, but they have to force Safi to choose their design.”

Safi's plan to suppress the nobles was completely unconcealed and displayed in front of everyone. Of course, the nobles had to safeguard their own interests. Once Safi chose a noble designer, it meant that she had surrendered.

Felissa seemed to understand: "But if they want to be selected by Safi, shouldn't they design according to Safi's ideas? If the design is good enough, wouldn't it be better for Safi to choose them? Why bother?

Risking Safi's wrath by doing this?"

"Theoretically speaking, this is indeed the case," Ulysses explained, "but from the moment Safi decided to let the nobles and commoners compete on the same occasion, Safi had offended the nobles, and of course they were not willing to comply.

If you follow Safi’s wishes, Safi must bow your head.”

So I didn’t want to draw any new designs, and used the scraps to deal with Safi.

"Let's look at the next one." Safi was unmoved and signaled the process to continue.

The next designers worked seriously on their designs. Not every noble had such big objections to Safi’s use of civilians. Of course, this was mainly because the families behind these designers could not afford to offend the Prime Minister’s Office. These designs

Divisions accounted for the majority of the population.

After looking at dozens of sets, none of them were very satisfied. They all felt that something was missing. The aesthetics of the nobles were still too similar. I left several sets as alternatives, but Safi still wanted something better.

"The next step is to be a civilian designer," Safi said. "I hope it can give me some surprises."

"With all due respect, I'm not very optimistic about civilian designers," Ulysses reminded Safi, "You have to be mentally prepared, you may get nothing next."

It is true that there is a possibility of genius among common people, but the proportion is pitifully low. No matter how mediocre the qualifications of nobles are, they are still much better than common people given the education and resources they have received since childhood.

"I know," Safi also understood this truth very well. "Since I said from the beginning that I wanted to let nobles and commoners compete fairly, of course I will keep what I said and will not favor anyone."

She knew it well, and Ulysses didn't do much to remind her. She just waited to see the results.

There are not many civilian designers, about ten. The background investigation shows that these ten people are basically from business families. The family's financial strength is pretty good, but it is only good, and it is still far from being a noble.

Far away, there is also the fact that my family is engaged in tailoring and tailoring, so it can be considered a home-schooling.

Compared with aristocratic designers, they are much more trembling, and even find it difficult to finish a sentence. They have to stop and look at Safi's expression every time they say a word, fearing that they will lose their lives if they speak inappropriately.

After stumblingly introducing his work, he waited with trepidation for Safi’s announcement.

Safi didn't say anything, she just asked him to go back, just like the nobles who were not selected before.

"It's so ugly," Ulysses complained, "I feel extremely mentally damaged."

Felissa didn't know how to describe it. To give an analogy, it was as if she saw the large floral prints of the Northeastern red coat in her previous life made into a large European-style medieval skirt. The whole thing gave off a gaudy feeling.

Safi was very calm: "Isn't this what was expected?"

The next one is not that exaggerated, but it can be seen that it is still a poor imitation of the aristocratic design, but it is also restricted by the pattern and fabric, and the imitation is neither fish nor fowl.

"There are only two people left in the end." Safi let out a long breath. As determined as she was, she couldn't help but feel a sense of relief. She was even a little numb and couldn't tell the difference between beauty and ugliness.

The penultimate person's information showed that he was a man with ancestral tailoring skills. Safi frowned after he came in: "Have I seen you before?"

"Yes," he bowed and saluted respectfully, but his attitude was much more generous. "The villain's name is Rudy. He once unfortunately lived on an abandoned road. Thanks to you, I was rescued."

Safi only had a vague impression of this person. He was not an important person, he was probably just an ordinary person struggling on the abandoned road.

She didn't mean to deliberately praise or avoid suspicion towards the people on the abandoned avenue. She just looked down at the design draft and raised her eyebrows: "You are quite interesting."

"What?" Felissa suddenly became interested and motioned for Safi to say more.

But Safi closed the design draft: "You will know after you see it for yourself."

With that said, Rudy had already instructed the maid to push his humanoid table over. Felicia saw the design of the dress clearly and understood what Safi meant.

This is indeed a unique design.

"Is this...a military uniform?" Felissa asked with some uncertainty. To be honest, she didn't quite understand the design, but it was indeed interesting.

"Yes," Rudy showed visible enthusiasm when faced with the clothes he designed, "This is the dress I designed for you and His Highness Fred."

Rudy used the same stiff fabric used in military uniforms. Precisely because the stiffness of the fabric was incompatible with the soft lace, Rudy boldly gave up the lace favored by the aristocracy, used various metals as decoration, and equipped it with the necessary elements for military uniforms.

Some epaulettes and ribbons are very different from the luxurious and soft style popular among aristocrats. The entire design shows sharpness and edge.

This is truly a groundbreaking design.

Rudy gushed about the inspiration for designing the dress: "My dream since the day you liberated the abandoned avenue has been to design a dress for you. I don't know how to thank you. You are my savior.

When you appeared on the abandoned avenue wearing a military uniform, I frantically wanted to design a military uniform that better suited you. Thank you for giving me such an opportunity."

Safi did feel this feeling of gratitude, but...

"This dress is very nice," Safi sighed, "but... I can't wear it at the engagement ceremony."

"Alas..." Rudy was stunned. He couldn't react to such a turn of events, and subconsciously asked, "Why...why?"

Then he quickly realized that Safi's decision was not something he could ask more about, and he quickly added with a pale face: "No, no, no, please forget what you just said."

Safi did not mind his transgression, but explained patiently: "I don't have a real job in the army, it's all temporary, so it's not appropriate for me to wear a military-style dress."

In fact, there are many reasons that can be said but cannot be said, but even Rudy can't understand it, so this reason is enough.

(End of chapter)