I Reincarnated into a Game Filled with Mods – Chapter 98

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: FusionX
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‘So that’s what they wanted to request…’

Both of them had such serious expressions that I had become tense as well, but it turned out to simply be a request to choose which dresses the Popes should wear at the upcoming banquet.

They also wanted to gift formal attire for the knight commanders for the banquet.

At the mention of the Pope personally gifting them dresses, the knight commanders’ bodies stiffened with tension.

This was an event that didn’t exist and shouldn’t have existed in the original game, so I had no idea what would happen there.

But since so many things had already been twisted, I just went along with it.

After all, defeating the DLC’s final boss right from the start wasn’t exactly normal progression.

As long as the main flow of the story didn’t get distorted, the rest would work out somehow.

We immediately left the lodgings, following Stella and Selene.

The battle nuns waiting outside surrounded us as if they had been waiting for this moment.

There were easily over thirty of them.

Naturally, we attracted attention as we walked like that.

It felt like every person on the street was staring at us as we passed by.

Although the battle nuns were quite tall on average, they were still shorter than Claudia or me, so we could feel people’s gazes directly.

We looked at each other and shared a wry smile.

Thankfully, due to the presence of the Inquisitor of the Sun and Inquisitor of the Moon, no one dared to stare openly.

“Inquisitor,” I casually addressed Stella.

She turned her head immediately when I spoke.

“Do you have something to say, esteemed guest?”

“What kind of wind did you blow into the nuns?”

“Pardon?”

Stella looked puzzled.

I repeated what Lize had told me.

That since I had returned to the lodgings, they had suddenly become overly enthusiastic, offering to help change our clothes and such.

Hearing my explanation, Stella smiled awkwardly and fidgeted with her fingers.

“Ah… I’m sorry. They’re very devout girls, you see. I suppose they took my words too literally.”

“What did you tell them?”

“I told them to be more attentive since Her Holiness the Pope had asked us to take especially good care of you esteemed guests.”

“…”

I immediately understood why they had acted that way.

Of course, if the Pope herself had asked them to take good care of us, they would feel the need to create services even if there weren’t any, and in creating those services, such behavior had emerged.

Someone poked my side insistently with their finger.

I looked down at my right arm.

Lize was looking up at me with eyes that said she wanted me to spill everything about what had happened later.

The other knight commanders had similar expressions.

Their gazes seemed to ask what kind of monster I had slain to receive such treatment.

I tried to ignore those stares, but the poking on my side intensified.

After walking for some time in that state, Selene stopped.

We found ourselves in front of an incredibly ornate building.

“We’ve arrived.”

“This is…?”

“It’s a tailor shop that makes the highest-quality holy garments. Her Holiness the Pope has rented it for today, so please be at ease.”

Rented for the day… did that mean we’d have to stay here all day?

I suddenly felt a chill run through my body.

Stella and Selene politely opened the doors, and the battle nuns knelt on one knee and bowed their heads.

Unable to bear their overwhelming behavior, we hurriedly entered the building.

The interior was incredibly lavish.

Gold and jewels symbolizing the sun, silver and marble symbolizing the moon – all were used in abundance.

It was difficult to take in all the details at once.

Though undeniably opulent, it didn’t feel excessive.

Rather, it achieved perfect harmony, as if this was exactly how it should be.

“Welcome, esteemed guests,” said the Popes, greeting us with smiles.

Their holy garments with their incredibly high level of exposure and their bouncing breasts that seemed to prove they weren’t wearing underwear were the first things to catch my eye.

“We are honored to be in your presence, Your Holinesses,” the knight commanders bowed their heads in respect.

Even Lize unlinked her arm from mine and bowed her head.

Floretta took this opportunity to wave at me with a bright smile.

Beside her, Luna awkwardly followed suit with a stiff smile.

It seemed she was still getting used to smiling.

I waved back in the same manner.

It would have been awkward to stand on ceremony here, as it would only make the Popes who had greeted us feel uncomfortable.

I saw Luna’s cheeks flush slightly.

After exchanging greetings with me, the Popes quickly changed their expressions to solemn ones.

The slight flush on Luna’s cheeks disappeared instantly.

“Please raise your heads, brave commanders of the Silver Dawn Knights. We did not come here to stand on ceremony.”

“But, how could we dare…”

The knight commanders only cautiously raised their heads after Floretta had told them several times it was okay, and Luna had joined in as well.

It made me newly appreciate the weight of the Pope’s position in the Holy Kingdom.

“The Inquisitors must have explained why we called you here. It’s to gift you attire for the banquet.”

“Your, Your Holiness. You really don’t have to do this. We can just wear our formal uniforms…”

Claudia raised her hand with an awkward, hesitant gesture as she spoke.

Upon hearing the words “formal uniforms,” I looked over the knight commanders’ clothes one by one.

I had known for a while that white sleeveless tops and dolphin shorts matching their hair color were the Silver Dawn Knights’ formal uniforms, but I still couldn’t get used to that description.

Floretta gave a benevolent smile and chuckled softly.

“I understand your feelings, but this has already been decided within the Holy Kingdom. Could you please not let our sincerity go to waste?”

With the Pope saying it like that, even Claudia seemed to find it difficult to refuse further and took a step back.

The other knight commanders also had expressions that said they had no choice.

The reason they were acting like this was probably because they felt burdened.

All four of them were too kind-hearted to accept such excessive favors without feeling uncomfortable.

“This way, please.”

The Popes led us much deeper inside.

On both sides of the corridor hung all kinds of holy garments on special hangers.

It was like looking at transparent mannequins.

The clothes here were far from ordinary as well.

At first, they seemed relatively normal, but as we went deeper, garments with increasingly alarming levels of exposure began to appear.

The amount of fabric decreased, and underwear disappeared.

By the end of the corridor, the garments on the mannequins had so little fabric that I doubted if all of it combined could even cover one of my arms.

‘…Weren’t the knight commanders’ dresses like that too?’

I pondered which was more revealing between the holy garments we had just passed and the see-through lingerie dresses the knight commanders had worn at the banquet.

I concluded they were about equally revealing.

Thinking about it that way made me feel a bit more at ease.

I felt ridiculous even to myself.

Perhaps my threshold for seeing scantily clad women was gradually increasing.

At the end of the corridor was a large circular space.

The nuns waiting for us there prostrated themselves as soon as they saw us.

As one nun raised her head, the Pope gestured.

“Show them.”

“As you command, Your Holiness.”

The women approached the curtained walls with graceful movements.

The curtains were carefully drawn back, revealing an array of diverse dresses lined up behind them.

They seemed to have prepared quite extensively, as there were at least 30 dresses, if not more.

And that was just the minimum, as there was another curtain further inside, and every single one of them had very little exposure.

The most revealing dresses only showed a bit of arm, collarbone, or shoulder.

Most had skirts that reached the ankles, and the tops were so tightly covered that barely any skin was visible.

Of course, this didn’t mean the dresses were plain.

They were dresses that would stand out anywhere for their splendor.

It was just that the level of exposure was far from what I had expected.

“Since you esteemed guests don’t possess holy power, we prepared dresses that cover the body as much as possible. However, if you wish, we can provide you with the same sacred clothes as ours. Would you like that?”

As Floretta spoke, one of the nuns drew back another curtain.

There, an array of dresses with much higher levels of exposure than those just shown were lined up.

‘So that’s why the women of the Holy Kingdom dress like that…’

Thanks to what Floretta had just said, I understood why the women of the Holy Kingdom covered themselves so thoroughly.

It wasn’t that they didn’t want to undress, but that they couldn’t.

To increase the exposure of their clothing, they had to increase their faith accordingly.

This explained why the Pope was wearing such an outrageous outfit as a see-through dress, and why Stella and Selene’s clothes were more revealing than those of other battle nuns.

The idea that the more power one had, the more undressed they became – this world never failed to surpass my imagination.

“It’s, it’s fine, Your Holiness. How could we dare to wear sacred clothes? The dresses you’ve just shown us are more than enough.”

Erica stammered in response.

It seemed that even Erica had easily accepted the concept of exposure increasing in proportion to holy power.

“If that’s the case, very well. Now, please choose your dresses.”

As soon as Floretta’s words fell, the nuns standing around immediately flocked to the knight commanders and began chattering about something.

The surroundings suddenly became noisy.

The knight commanders, seemingly unaccustomed to such commotion, quickly looked bewildered.

The nuns practically dragged the dazed knight commanders towards the dresses.

With a swish, the curtain was drawn again.

“…”

I was naturally left alone, but I didn’t feel lonely at all.

The nuns’ chatter was incessant even from behind the curtain, and I was grateful just to have avoided such a predicament.

As I was inwardly feeling relieved, Floretta approached with a bright smile.

Luna was trailing behind her.

“We have a separate task for you, esteemed guest.”

“…A task?”

The two Popes each took one of my arms.

I felt the soft touch of their completely bare cleavage against both my forearms.

“You need to choose our sacred garments for us.”

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