“Alysia? Where are you?” I asked, looking around the plaza.
There were a few people who had noticed the commotion, but as soon as they saw a naked man standing there, they ran. As for me, I was standing there unabashedly. I felt around in my inventory, but I didn’t seem to have any clothing left that fit me. I had only been able to get so much since my size changed a short time ago. No, not short. It had been two months since I had entered the Illusory Sword Dungeon. I had to remember that.
“I’m here.” A familiar voice spoke in my head.
This was like Slave Communication, but not. I felt like I could talk to Alysia any time now. In the dungeon, we were able to talk with each other because of the weird way our souls were interconnected. Since beating the dungeon, that connection had only grown. Now, the pair of us were bonded together. I was certain of that. However, if we were together, then where was she?
“Where’s here?” I frowned.
“Here… dummy.” At that moment, my hand started to glow.
There was a blessing on the back of my right hand now.
“Y-you’re a blessing?”
“Something like that. I can come out if you want… but can I stay a little longer?”
“Hmm?”
“I feel… really good. Master feels, all around me. It’s… I like it is all…”
“Well, there is no reason to call you yet. I just wanted to make sure I can. Ah… speaking of comfy and covered…” I looked down at my naked body and then out across the square.
My eyes landed on a seamstress, and I immediately headed in that direction. As I approached, I could hear voices inside.
“You should go to the celebration.”
“Mom… I don’t want to…”
“Well, you’re not going to meet an attractive young man working in a seamstress job all day, I insist… ahhh!”
At that point, I pushed past the doors into the shop. There was a middle-aged woman who was busy arguing with her daughter. They were both Osterian women, so they were around six feet tall. That was a bit short for an Osterian but still passable. As soon as I walked in, all eyes fell on me. The young girl turned red, spinning away. The older woman crossed her arms, and very thoroughly looked at me until even I felt like covering up.
“I require clothes.” I declared.
“I can see that.” The woman grinned. “Have you met my daughter?”
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“M-mom!” The girl hissed, with her back turned on me.
“Well, assist our guest.”
“Huh? I thought you wanted me to go to the celebration?”
“Now, now… you made a persuasive argument.” Her mom declared, just take care of our guest, take as long as you need.”
“You…”
She wasn’t able to say more, as her mom had already escaped to the back while chortling to herself. She turned her head to me, but still wouldn’t look directly at me.
“You… um… need some clothes then?”
“Yes… I have a few gold left, I think. I found myself without anything good to wear. You know how it is.”
“I see… so, I take it you’ll want something fancy?”
“Fancy? Why so?”
“For the celebration, of course. It’ll be starting soon and go on all night, right after the wedding.”
“I’m sorry, there is a wedding?”
“Of course, General Nova’s wedding? Have you been under a rock?”
Did I somehow end up going back in time?
“General Nova… um… his marriage to Princess Alysia?”
The girl finally glanced at me, an expression of disbelief. “No, Alysia died two months ago, before they even ah… anyway… it’s the wedding of General Nova and Princess Eliana!”
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