"Is it really necessary...?"

Ogre looked helplessly at the mother and daughter, feeling like he was being treated as a precious commodity.

"What a pity... what a pity," Maggie sighed twice in succession.

This young knight had never seen a child flatter than herself before.

"Don't worry, she'll grow up," Maggie comforted after her sighs.

She then reached out to pat Ogre's cute head, only to be stopped by Aunt Mima.

"Don't touch a nun's head so casually," Mima gently scolded her daughter.

Maggie just stuck out her tongue in response.

"Grow up... grow up how?"

Ogre tilted his head, thinking these women were all quite strange...

Also, please don't touch my head.

"Mm..."

Ogre responded casually, recognizing the comforting tone.

However, he thought he should still grow a bit taller.

Ogre had been growing quite fast these past two years.

"Luckily, you weren't captured by those damned goblins. The church should really clean up those filthy creatures," Maggie said, growing angry at the thought of the cute girl before her almost being taken by goblins.

She clenched her fist as she spoke, truly hating those disgusting beings.

"Don't worry, Geling, big sister will protect you."

With that, Maggie patted her light armor, showing off her weapon.

"Yeah, right..."

Ogre sighed inwardly at the sight of the apprentice-level girl before him.

If humans really had to rely on someone like Maggie, who hadn't even finished her training, this village was doomed.

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Her armor was unscathed, and her clothes were scented with perfume. No matter how Ogre looked at it, Maggie didn't seem like a competent warrior.

A warrior from the academy could never be considered a true warrior.

"Mm..."

Faced with the girl's enthusiasm, Ogre nodded in response. He still needed to rely on Macal and the others to gain a legitimate identity to enter the city.

So, whatever you say, it is.

"Alright, don't just stand there. Mom, let me help Geling get ready."

With a smile from the girl, Maggie put down her sword and energetically pushed Ogre into the dressing room.

"This child..."

Mima chuckled softly, letting her daughter be.

Since her husband passed away, she hadn't seen her daughter smile so happily.

Mima's husband was a wandering knight, and Maggie inherited her knightly talent from her father.

"What should we have for lunch..."

Mima looked at the bread, vegetables, and fish at home and decided to make a proper meal.

Usually, it was just her, but with such a lively atmosphere, they should eat something good.

"Aunt Mima." Seeing the door open again, Macal, sitting on the steps, immediately stood up.

What was the point of standing guard outside?

"Can I finally go in?"

Just as Macal thought he could enter, he was handed a pouch of money.

Macal: "Huh?"

"Go buy some meat for Auntie, little Carl. We need to prepare a sumptuous lunch for Geling," Mima said with a smile.

It was a good way to send this brat away.

Looking at the aunt who didn't treat him as an outsider, Macal sighed helplessly, "Alright, Aunt Mima... we should indeed prepare something good."

He regretted bringing Miss Geling here.

"Remember to buy from Sam; his meat is of better quality."

With that, the door closed again.

Macal felt like he had become a tool.

"Whatever, it's just for a while."

……

Inside the room, Ogre was also feeling helpless...

This hair braiding, are they sure it's for disguise?

Who braids such a beautiful hairstyle for an ugly disguise?

The braided hair was coiled at the back of his head, leaving only a small braid on the left side.

The hair on his forehead was completely pulled back, leaving only a few bangs as decorative accents, fully showcasing Ogre's delicate face.

His already beautiful and pure face now appeared even more noble and cute.

Even Ogre himself was a bit captivated by his reflection.

"Did this girl only learn this at the church?"

Though it looked good... it wasn't what Ogre wanted.

"Geling, your hair is so nice. What do you use to maintain it?" Maggie asked, smiling at the hairstyle she had braided for Ogre.

"Nothing..." Ogre pointed to his throat, indicating he was still half-mute.

"Ah, sorry, I forgot..." Maggie quickly apologized.

Though Ogre couldn't see any remorse on the carefree girl's face.

"Didn't... use anything."

Ogre managed to say another word with some effort.

He suddenly felt that Lange and the others weren't that hard to get along with...

"What a pity, such a girl with a throat problem..." Maggie lamented inwardly once more.

"Such a shame to put makeup on your face, your skin is so nice..."

After admiring for a few minutes, Maggie finally followed Ogre's intention and began applying the ugly makeup.

Because Ogre couldn't resist the urge to do it himself.

"What a pity, this beauty can't be shown." Reluctantly, Maggie made the final touches on Ogre.

The face that could score fifteen out of ten was successfully reduced to a seven with exaggerated makeup.

The upper limit of beauty depends on the eyes, while the lower limit of ugliness depends on the mouth and nose.

By enlarging the eyebrows and mouth and adding some freckles, Ogre's looks were successfully toned down.

Some makeup techniques that could beautify a person, when used on Ogre, actually reduced his attractiveness—like applying foundation.

The same principle applied to hairstyles; a beautiful hairstyle now looked less impressive with the makeup.

"Ordinary is ordinary... but this isn't the disguise I made before. Isn't this still noticeable? We need low-key, alright."

Ogre wanted to be low-key, but this approach, while not pretty, was still eye-catching with such exaggerated makeup.

"Not... the same..."

With no choice, Ogre shook his head in protest.

"I knew Geling wouldn't like it either." Maggie couldn't stand it herself and took out a makeup remover before Ogre could say more...

Great, half the face was made up for nothing...

Ogre: "..."

He wished he hadn't pretended to be half-mute.

But since it was already removed, Ogre could only go along with Maggie.

"I got it." Maggie seemed to have thought of something, told Ogre to wait, and left the room.

When she returned, she had a mask in her hand.

Well... back to basics.

"Maggie, are you done?" Mima's voice came from afar.

Ogre's makeup had just been removed.

"Daughter, what have you been busy with..."

Seeing the now even more beautiful Ogre, Mima didn't know what to say.

Just then, there was a knock on the door from outside.

"Aunt Mima, Cousin Maggie, I've bought the groceries..."