In a restaurant at a remote part of the Gundam Shelter sat 3 friends, 2 handsome and fit young men and a hooded lady with fair skin.
Even with the thick hood that covered her face and body, hiding most of the more tantalizing parts of her great beauty, Princess Elanor still received perverted stares from the drunkards in the restaurant.
She fought hard to hide her irritation since this was a first to her. Back in the Micro World, as the Princess, she was respected by all.
Adapting was hard for her but she forced herself to. There was a saying that in the Gundam Shelter, even a lousy beggar was a powerful mystic warrior.
This was still an exaggeration but it spoke a lot about the concentration of mystic warriors here, Princess Elanor had no intentions of pissing them off.
As newcomers, to survive here, lying low for the meantime was a must.
