Hunting gear was extremely heavy, suited to the strength and stamina of witches, who surpassed humans in both.
Its outer coat was made from finely crafted dragonhide, cowhide, steel wire woven into thread, and mithril thread. It looked somewhat like a cloak, and its lining contained eight pockets and twelve inner pockets for inserting ceramic plates.
Underneath was a lace-trimmed, long-sleeved shirt sewn with alloy and ultra-heavy fibers.
The tight riding breeches and flat-soled ankle boots were likewise made of special materials.
Wearing it, Jiang Han felt as secure as a turtle, as weighty as an Onion Knight, and as reassured as Iron Man.
"It's heavy, but useful." Stepping out of the changing room, she puffed out her chest at the storage room mirror, put on her hunter's tricorne, turned around, tilted her head, and struck a very handsome back-facing pose that really ought to have been used on a game cover.
Creak.
Li Li stepped out of the changing room next door, and her gaze happened to meet Jiang Han's sideways pose.
"..." The Fox Witch turned her head away and snorted.
Jiang Han's face turned red.
You're laughing, aren't you? You're definitely laughing... Covering her face, she gave a light cough and bounced out of the changing room first.
Thud—
The weight of the hunting gear made her jump a few centimeters lower than usual, and she landed with a thud. Hunting gear was just that kind of "steady" equipment.
"Heh..." The Fox Witch's quiet laugh drifted over again from behind her.
To avoid seeing Li Li laugh again, Jiang Han hurried out.
Cheng Yu, already changed into hunting gear, stood before her.
Over two meters tall, she wore the long-cloak version of the hunting gear and a hunter's tricorne. She carried herself with extraordinary presence, like a