"You... come here!"
Alduin rubbed his forehead, let out a long sigh toward the sky, then beckoned over the Blood Elf young girl who seemed to be their leader.
"My Lord, what are your orders?"
The Blood Elf young girl approached gracefully, completely unclothed, her brows shy and her bright eyes soft as water, as though... she had thought of something indescribable.
"What is your name?"
Alduin glanced helplessly at the Blood Elf young girl.
"Your servant is Lucia."
A faint blush rose on Lucia's face, making her look incomparably bashful.
"Lucia, I have a sacred mission for you!"
"It is my honor to serve My Lord."
Upon hearing Alduin's words, Lucia's face became even more bashful, as though she had imagined even more.
"Put on clothes!"
Alduin waved his hand helplessly.
"Huh?"
Lucia froze for a moment, unable to understand what he meant.
"Teach them how to put on clothes!"
Alduin sighed toward the sky!
Demons... had never possessed any concept of wearing clothes! If he did not want his legion to be mistaken for prostitutes whenever they marched out in the future, he could only first teach these demons to wear clothes.
Eh? Wait! I had misunderstood what my original body meant!
That's right! I misunderstood! My original body was truly doing this for my own good!
Just imagine it—if the demons after their makeovers had all been male... if over ten thousand naked men had appeared before Alduin, that scene of overwhelming firepower would have blinded his eyes!
Whew... Luckily! Luckily they were all women!
Alduin looked utterly shaken by the thought!
"Clothes? But... My Lord, there are... no clothes here at all!"
Lucia's face was full of difficulty. Other than the twenty Blood Elves wearing clothes, where in the entire Molten Castle could they find even