The territory of the Ludwigssi family grew a lot more with the expansion of the patriarch.

Since the major families can no longer fight with each other, they spend all their efforts on repairing their own territory, and Hassandra is no exception.

This caused quite a lot of trouble for Moya to find the dwarf's residence. He searched for the forged hut built for the dwarf in his memory, and wandered around the newly built civilian residential area for a while. Then Moya found the forged hut far from the dwarf's residence.

To prevent the dwarves from hiding weapons or escaping, Hassandra ordered slaves and civilian soldiers to take turns to guard.

As expected, Moya found a dwarf master who was rushing to make protective armor in the forging room, hoping that Kureka would reprocess his carry-on dagger so that the effect of dragon blood could be truly melted into the dagger.

"Kureka, help me reforge this dagger."

The old dwarf Kureka put down the work in his hand, picked up the blood-red dagger that Moya placed on the table and watched carefully.

"Oh...what is applied on it? The smell is so strong? Is it the blood of some kind of animal?" He sniffed it between his nose, and the oncoming smell made Kureka frown.

"Black Dragon Blood."

"What?" He retracted his eyes to the dagger in his hand, waved it casually, and brought up a dark red afterimage.

"It's very sharp, it's a very good weapon. Where did you get it?"

"You don't have to worry about this. See if you can reprocess it once and completely dissolve the black dragon blood on the blade?"

"No." Kureka shook his head; "After soaking, the ability of the dagger itself has been greatly improved, if you want to add the acidic erosion and huge poison attributes of the black dragon blood itself to the blade, you still need to use more dragon blood while forging and processing. Not bad, you haven't seen each other for a year, and you are already strong enough to kill dragons. Apart from dragon blood, dragon teeth, and dragon skin, is there any other? If there are those things, I can help you create a weapon that is much better than this dagger."

"I don't have the ability to kill dragons. This dagger was just soaked in the dragon's blood. If I really killed an adult black dragon, the dragon clan would not let me go." As he was explaining, Sistaer walked in.

With the induction between the Blood Alliance, he easily tracked Moya's location.

"What did Chief Ji talk to you?"

"He wants me to go to the Abyss Demon Realm with you."

"That teleportation array can only enter and not exit, and it is a teleportation array dedicated to the Dark Priest. How do you go?"

"Use this. The Chief of Music said that as long as you wear 'Love', you can travel through the teleportation array outside the Star Ghost Realm and the Underworld."

That's right...

Looking at the inconspicuous ring, Moya also felt that there would be great benefits to Sistaer following him. If he encounters monsters like petrified beasts or flame demons, and there is a warrior present, it will be much better than a mage, a mage.

"By the way, let's reprocess the equipment soaked in dragon blood for Kureka. Although it is impossible to improve the attributes without dragon blood, it is better than nothing to do."

Slowly placed the sword, armor and shield on the empty wooden table in an orderly manner, and Sistaer took out a black bottle from his own space bag; "Do you want it any more? I still have it here."

"What is that?"

"Dragon Blood."

“…”

The entire forging house was silent, only the burning charcoal in the stove made a "crack" sound from time to time.

Moya and Kureka both stared at the bottle of sticky black liquid in a daze.

"Ah~~~~~~~" The fat old dwarf jumped up and rushed to the glass bottle in Sistaer's hand.

"Touch!!" He picked up the bench on the ground and smashed the dwarf to the ground. Moya took the bottle from Sistaer and pulled the cap. A strong smell of fishy smell came to his nose.

That's right, the taste is exactly the same as the one on the dagger, it's really dragon blood.

Looking at Sistale with a slanted eye, Moya suddenly remembered that when she was talking to the black dragon Natalie, Sistale barely said anything.

"When did you... put dragon blood in there, you didn't say a word. Honestly, how many bottles did you put?" Moya was sure that Sistale not only put the bottle in his hand.

Well... the more I think about it, the more suspicious it becomes.

This kid must have had several bottles of dragon blood in his hand, not even saying that he brought the artifact of light out of the Curse Temple.

"Thirteen bottles, together with the ones you hold, are a total of fourteen bottles."

“…”

The forging house was silent again.

The old dwarf Kureka had just climbed up from the ground and was smashed by Moya with a piece of armor. However, this time he insisted on expressing his advice.

"Take them out and reforging the attributes requires a lot of dragon blood. If they can soak the equipment at high temperatures with dragon blood during processing, their attributes can get a qualitative leap."

"I heard it, don't keep it privately. If you want to make your not-gorgeous armor more useful, it's best to contribute all the dragon blood. Anyway, you didn't put in much effort when you hit it."

"Did I say no to give it..." Sistaer handed Moya the space bag tied around his waist.

"Where did you get this thing?...It's weird..." After taking the gray pouch that Sistaer had been carrying with him, he felt that this was definitely not an ordinary space pouch. Moya looked left and right and finally found a line of small words hidden at the bottom.

"Ke...ra...m" carefully identified it and saw a name.

"Kram...Kram... Could it be that thing?!" Moya took a deep breath, opened the bag, and took out thirteen bottles containing dragon blood. Apart from that, there were only a few scattered silver coins.

After checking carefully and confirming that there was nothing in the bag, Moya shook the gray space pocket downwards, and said loudly, "Jiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiuji

"Puff~~~" Kureka spit out all the water he had just drunk.

Sistaer almost missed a bottle of precious dragon blood to the ground. He never thought Moya would say such strange words; "What are you doing?"

With a "slam~~~", a lot of things fell from the space bag that should have been empty.

The whole forging room was filled with gems, including red, blue, purple, yellow, green, and various crystal rough stones, too many of them.

"This, what's going on?!" The dwarf Kureka came to his senses first. He looked at Moya, who had tightened his pockets, waiting for her explanation.

"We should let Sistaer explain this. Where did you get this thing?"

"On the street... no, it was obtained from a thief. A year ago in Vanna, a thief stole me on the street. After he was arrested for mistakes, he redeemed all his belongings. The space bag and the three gold coins inside were all my own. "Sisthal couldn't believe that the things he got were secretly hidden, and he didn't find it after he took them with him for a year.

"That's it... Let's talk a little bit. Jigu, swallow it!" Moya once again recited a strange spell, and the dazzling gems were taken back into his pocket again.

"Kureka, it takes a long time to process. You can work hard first. Let's go out and come back soon."

Looking at the two figures that had already left, Kureka had to accept his fate and pick up the sledgehammer thrown on the ground, cursing her constantly, why didn't he encounter such a good thing?

Returning to the high priest's mansion in the Night Capital, Moya kicked away the black fairy Zach who rushed forward to kiss his toes.

"Sistar, I only now know that your kid's luck is better than mine. You can pick up the light artifact at will, and you can get a treasure even if you catch a thief." Moya took off the "moon god jewelry" on his neck and put it carefully in his pocket.

"Pooh!"

The pocket actually spit out the amethyst necklace like a living thing.

"Monster!!" The black fairy was so scared that she hugged Moya's calves. It had never seen a sound in his pocket.

"Give me 'Love'." Moya excitedly asked Sistaer for the artifact of light he wore in his hand.

"Pooh!"

Once again, the goddess who put in her pocket was spit out.

"Ha... Sure enough, it's really here." Moya picked up the two magical artifacts that fell on the ground and couldn't help laughing.

"What the hell is this?" Sistale had never seen such a weird thing before. Seeing Moya laughing all the time, she knew that she must have known the origin of this ancient pocket.

"Have you heard of the 'harvest of the earth'?"

"I heard a little about it. I heard that it is a space artifact. The space inside is very huge and can accommodate a lake. Could it be that this is it?" During the Church of Light, Sistah did hear people mention that this artifact disappeared after the Great Dark War.

"No, the 'Gram' is indeed a space bag, but it is not the one in front of you. This thing is called 'Kram' is made by the legendary thief king. The thief king Kram was very greedy. He always wanted to get the 'Gram's Harvest' in the Temple of the Earth, but the temple was very vigilant. Even ordinary priests could not enter the priests except for the high priests and envoys. After defeating the army of demons, Kram sewed a space bag comparable to the artifact with the stomach of the greedy ancient demon. Its capacity even exceeded the 'Gram', but this thing had a disadvantage.

——It cannot accommodate any living life and artifact. Because it is a living thing itself, the artifact is not contained in any living object. Because of this reason, the "Moon Goddess Jewelry" and the "Goddess' Love" will be spit out by it. After earning it, Sistale, this thing is very practical. The thief is probably the descendant of the thief. He doesn't know how to use it and treats it as an ordinary space bag. If I hadn't seen relevant documents in the large library of the Curse Temple, I wouldn't have known, to turn on the spell of this thing."

Moya freed up everything in his space bag, except for food and some important things, and put the rest in the space bag called ‘Kram’.

Now that the food and water problem has finally been solved. The rest should be to add attributes to those pieces of equipment.

If it weren't for avoiding suspicion and not wanting Kureka to know too much inside story, Moya wouldn't have to leave halfway, and now she would have to return to the forging house.
Chapter completed!