Jiang Han currently possessed a legendary-grade Black Source Matter cloak. Its summoning attributes and defensive capabilities had benefited her immensely.
With a giant cat's stamina combined with this thing's defense, Jiang Han could let legendary warriors and monks finish a full, absurdly overpowered combo from the War Tide Eighteen-Dice Legend—or directly tank the excess damage Sacred Avenger and Pale Justice dealt to evil-aligned targets.
As for helmets, the Dragon Heart Crown Jiang Han wore was still high-grade equipment, and its powerful restorative ability was something even cats could admire.
In the end, Jiang Han decided to choose between shoes and gloves.
For one thing, gloves were fairly rare equipment. Well-made ones were not necessarily good-looking, and good-looking ones were not necessarily practical. But whether they came from the Silver Knights or the Night Watchers, their equipment was certainly both beautiful and useful... as was the Witch Agency's Special Agents Division.
As the mysterious Witch World's de facto bureaucratic organization, the Witch Agency's Special Agents Division was divided into dozens of different departments. The most common was the so-called [Night Spirit Pilgrimage Department]. The witch agents within were all social butterflies, and over the years they had provided the Witch Agency with an intelligence network no less formidable than the Cat Lamps'—perhaps even stronger when it came to gathering information.
—After all, there were places cats simply could not enter!
The Night Spirit agents' equipment was the high-grade Witch Agency agent equipment being discussed this time.
There were long satin gloves, clean and sharp curse-mark gloves, and lacy hollowed-out gloves meant purely for social occasions.
There were quite a lot of them.
The moment Jiang Han followed Davlin into the equipment cargo hold, she kept making "ooh" and "meow-oh" noises.
Little Davlin watched the cat witch anxiously. "Miss Han, please, please