The North Has the Divine Gear, the South Has the Undead Army

Seaside cave.

After Nana woke up, she looked between Link and Vance. Finally, she looked at Link and opened her arms. "Clothes gone," she said. "Nana wants clothes."

Link was Nana's highest authority, and she would go to him whenever she needed something. Link quickly took out the feminine leather armor he had prepared beforehand. Nana was actually ungendered, but her outer appearance was feminine to fool the enemies. It wasn't good to let her run around naked.

Unexpectedly, Nana shook her head. "War kilt. I want war kilt."

Link didn't understand why a magic puppet would care about clothes.

Thinking for a bit, Vance said, "I got it. In battle, clothing greatly affects movement. The magic puppet's combat experience has gotten used to the variable of the war kilt. That's why it would make this choice instinctively."

However, a war kilt wasn't the best for movement. Link put the leather on Nana. "We wear this now."