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Chapter 101 Kiss of the Night

Kiss of the Night

Type: Armor/Light Armor Quality: Epic (Purple)

Protection: No effect.

—Speed ​​+10%

—Perception+1

【Shadow Fur】—The fur of the Shadow Panther naturally repels light. When the wearer is in dimly lit, shadowy, or dark environments, their form will automatically blend into the darkness, granting a bonus to 【Stealth】checks.

【Absolute Silence】—Utilizing dwarf craftsmanship, it perfectly absorbs and eliminates any subtle sounds generated by the wearer's vigorous running, rolling, clothing friction, and armor collision.

【Etherealization (1 time/day)】—When the wearer is about to receive a fatal physical attack, the wearer's body is reduced to 0.5

Within seconds, it transforms into a semi-transparent shadow that cannot be physically touched, forcibly exempting itself from the physical damage, and leaving behind a rapidly dissipating afterimage.

Item description: "A work of art that abandons all fancy appearances and pushes stealth and survivability to the extreme. It doesn't feel like leather to the touch, but rather like touching a piece of frozen night."

Made in the year 3563 of the Arlando calendar by Dalark.

Logan stared at the panel of the leather armor in front of him, his eyelids twitching uncontrollably.

Of all the magical items he had ever seen in the past, the highest quality was only the rare blue quality. But he never expected that Dalark would directly smash out a purple epic quality leather armor today.

Moreover, looking at the effects on the panel, especially the 0.5-second blurring effect, it perfectly matches, and even greatly exceeds, Logan's highest expectations for this leather armor.

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Logan picked up the leather armor and gently placed it in Elsa's hand. Elsa stared intently at the armor in her hand, feeling the delicate texture of the leather that was so different from its appearance. She rubbed it with her little hands, her light blue eyes filled with undisguised affection.

As the blacksmith Darak looked at Elsa with obvious delight, he felt both proud and filled with indescribable complex emotions.

In fact, even he himself hadn't expected the leather armor to turn out this way. It was undoubtedly the most perfect piece he had crafted in his nearly five years of forging experience. The moment the leather armor was finished by his skillful, blessed hands...

He regretted it.

Using only shadow leopard skin as the main material and wind rabbit horn, cold iron, and broken star leaf powder as auxiliary materials, he actually created a masterpiece with such a strong magical aura! If this had been during his student days, it could have even won first place in the school's armor-making competition.

The fact that Dalark gave this Pishin such a high evaluation means that if it were sold normally, its actual value would far exceed the 10 platinum coins Logan paid plus the price of the Shadow Leopard skin itself. The total price would be five or six times higher, or even more, and there would be plenty of wanderers vying for it.

But Dadlach is not the kind of person who is solely driven by profit.

He rubbed his thick beard in frustration, praying that the feel of crafting the leather armor would be replicated in the subsequent forging work.

"Apollosis...you must remember how I felt back then..." he wailed inwardly.

Before his prayers could be answered, Logan also went up and rubbed the texture of the leather armor. The young couple played with it with great affection, which made Dalark furious.

"Stop touching it! Hurry up and try it on!"

The impatient dwarf couldn't bear the long wait any longer and urged Elsa to hurry up.

He decided to stop thinking about this disastrous deal. As a blacksmith, all he wanted now was to see a nimble wanderer, clad in that perfect leather armor, disappear completely into the shadows.

He wanted to see what this work of art, created for killing, would look like when actually worn by a person.

Elsa, clutching the leather armor, quickly slipped into the dressing room.

Not long after, the curtain was gently lifted by a fair hand.

When Elsa slowly walked out, even though the two had been intimate countless times, Logan still thought Elsa was incredibly beautiful the moment he looked up at her.

The enchanted leather armor clung perfectly to the half-elf's body, like a second skin tailor-made for her, tightly gripping every inch of her alluring curves.

The supple leather on her chest was stretched taut by the perfect curves, and the tight neckline concealed a deep cleavage that one could only dream of. Her slender waist was lithe and powerful, exuding a strong sense of wildness and physical tension.

Her lower body was still wearing those tight leather pants, which perfectly wrapped her pert buttocks, and the dagger sheaths were tied to the sides of her thighs with metal buckles, revealing a little bit of soft flesh.

Overall, the vast expanse of pure black that devours light creates a striking contrast with her snow-white face, and paired with Elsa's shimmering blue eyes, she exudes a unique allure.

"You're so beautiful." Logan couldn't help but step forward, naturally wrapping his arm around her supple waist and pulling her into his embrace.

"Stop it..." Elsa's face instantly turned red to the roots of her ears. She looked around at her leather armor somewhat awkwardly, her body instinctively going weak.

"Cough cough cough cough—!!!"

Dalark, who was standing nearby, coughed violently and then roared angrily.

"Don't act like two rutting dogs in my blacksmith shop!"

"I forged this leather armor so you could survive and slay monsters in the forest, not to add any fun to your lives!"

Logan gave a forced, dry laugh, while Elsa, feeling both embarrassed and indignant, lightly patted Logan's chest and quickly pulled away from his embrace.

Then she quietly retreated into the shadows of the corner.

The moment she stepped into the shadows.

Elsa's figure blurred instantly.

Logan and Dallak initially noticed that the corner was empty, and the figure in front of them had vanished into thin air. Only after concentrating and looking more closely could they vaguely make out a dim human-shaped outline in the air.

Keep in mind that it's summer daytime, and although the sunlight created shadows in the corners of the blacksmith's shop, the overall environment was still very bright. I didn't expect that the leather armor would still have such a good stealth effect.

Elsa then moved swiftly in the shadows, even attempting several violent slashes and rolls. The two only saw a blurry shadow darting and shifting in the corner, but heard not a single sound.

Without a trace, and without a sound.

If you add Elsa's protective blessing...

Elsa can gain the upper hand against most enemies.

Dalark nodded repeatedly, thoroughly enjoying himself. This was his masterpiece, and for a blacksmith, nothing was more exhilarating than watching his work shine in its own domain.

"Thanks, Dadlach."

Upon seeing the leather armor's stats, Logan knew this wasn't equipment that could be bought for a mere dozen or so platinum coins. Although they had already paid and the transaction was complete, Logan still had to thank Dalark for his exceptional craftsmanship and for his integrity in choosing to suffer a loss rather than break the contract and raise the price.

The rough-looking dwarf, Dalark, was somewhat taken aback by Logan's thanks. His face flushed red, and he slammed his fist into Logan's stomach.

That's the unspoken understanding between men; he understood Logan's meaning.

"Don't give me that crap! It's so cheesy!"

Dallak stared into Logan's eyes.

"Doing business is all about damn integrity! If you really feel bad about taking advantage of me, then you might as well do me a favor!"

He paused, then took a piece of paper out of his pocket.

"Perfect timing! I was planning to spend money at the guild this afternoon to place a commission, but I'll just hand it over to you! This job is definitely not difficult for you now, and the reward I give you will not be a loss."

"What request?"