It must be said, the efficiency of the Church of Dawn is indeed high.

In no time, they found Ogre some relatively fitting clothes, even including some cosmetics.

It was a standard hunter-ranger outfit for men, complete with a bow and quiver.

This was exactly to Ogre's liking.

The previous outfit was a bit too flashy, making him look like a noble lady.

This hunter attire was just right, giving off a slightly threatening appearance from a distance, which was ideal.

It wouldn't be too eye-catching, nor would it make him look like an easy target.

"Do you need me to help you change, or...?"

The young female attendant unconsciously changed her address to a more respectful one, as her gaze fell on the silver emblem Ogre had just placed on the table.

"No need, I can do it myself. You can leave now," Ogre said softly.

"Yes." The young female attendant turned to leave.

As she reached the door, Ogre's voice came through, "Wait a moment."

"Is there anything else, Cleric Geling?" The young female attendant turned her head.

"Could you please prepare a pair of gloves for me?" Ogre looked at his own beautiful hands and said.

"Alright."

The young female attendant nodded and then left the room, closing the door.@@novelbin@@

"Phew... finally, I can change back."

Ogre immediately took off the inconvenient clothes and began changing.

...

"That's basically how it went..."

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