"With these two additions, it's perfect."
While Lynn was touching and feeling around to recognize his own appearance, Ilya somehow produced a pair of dark-gold dragon horns and fixed them onto Lynn's head.
At the same time, a pair of shoes perfectly matching Lynn's size were gently placed on the ground by her, showing no intention to help Lynn change shoes.
"These dragon horns..."
Lynn touched the dragon horns on his head, unsure of what method Ilya had used. The horns seemed to have rooted in his head, indistinguishable from naturally growing ones.
"I found these in the Demon Emperor Palace, and they're probably the dragon horns shed by the late Emperor. I polished them enough to pass off as real."
Seeing Lynn's puzzled look, Ilya explained briefly.
"And these shoes...?"
