This is a misunderstanding

He soon reached the entrance of the village, there were two guards in front of the gates. And of course he either had stumbled upon a village of amazons or the developers had wanted some gender equality in this medieval setting, but both guards were tall women in blue dyed leather armor and helmets holding some vicious looking armor.

K-T had a plan in mind. He would get to the village, try to get a reward for defeating the bandits and sell anything that he had except for his sword in exchange for whatever piece of leg armor looked like it could cover his dick properly. Only then would he continue exploring the game. Another part of his plan was his shield, he had discovered that he could hold it in front of it since the game let him move it around to block strikes. It looked weird but it would at least keep him semi decent long enough to go in town.

A few feet from the gates though, just before he would interact with the guards, the game showed him it had other plans. A notification indicating that he had reached a safe zone appeared and suddenly his sword and shield disappeared from his hands, to reappear on his back. In an instant his plan went through the window and he was flashing his unappropriately covered crotch to the guards.

"Stop here criminal! By order of the Legate, you are under arrest." announced one of the guards. Suddenly the two halberds fell down to stop right in front of his face.

"Wait, I'm not a criminal! This is a mistake." he pleaded. A new notification appeared, notifying his arrest and offering him a choice: comply or resist?

The bandits were obviously noob fodder to train a player on the combat system. But if all the RPG he had played in his life taught him something, it was that unless you are max level and OP as hell, you don't fuck with town guards. Being bonked with clubs was one thing but he was in no hurry to try his luck against the two sharp hast weapons.

"I comply. But you have to understand. I'm an adventurer, not a criminal. I swear. You must believe me!" he really hoped that they would believe him or that he'd end up with some sort of fine or penalty. Getting hung high and dry in the beginner town would be really shameful as a beta tester.

"You will be held until you are judged by the Legate. Follow us." ordered the guards as they led him into the village at the point of their weapons. He realized that at least he wouldn't be so exposed while waiting in a prison cell. That was until he took his first step and felt some mud under his feet. A look down confirmed his worst fears, just like the thief had looted something from his inventory, an arrest by the guard meant having his equipment confiscated. It wouldn't be the end of the world for a normal player, but he had no clothes as his basic avatar. His hand rushed to his crotch to cover himself, only to get him poked in the back with the spike on top of a halberd.

"Hands in the air, criminal scum. We'll tolerate none of your cultist practices here." warned a guard. Now even more defenseless than before, he was in an even greater hurry to get judged by this Legate person or to be in a cell while waiting for it. With some luck he would get his avatar switched to a prison uniform.

As they advanced towards the middle of the village, their were encountering more and more people. Farmers and other individuals with clothes denoting their profession. The base skin of clothes for villagers only had two different outfits for men and three for women, with randomly applied selection of colors. He would have gladly worn even the female ones considering his situation.

He could hear whispers from the villagers, many reacting to a criminal under arrest, but a good part also mentioning a cultist like the guard had when he tried to cover himself. He didn't know why they thought he was a cultist, nor of what cult.