After saying this, Keorn rummaged through the pouch at his waist and took out an object.
Thanks to the Mimicker holy relic's sense, Turan had already penetrated that it was a magical device.
This was probably the reward Meisa had prepared to draw him in.
However, the object's identity revealed shortly after exceeded his expectations.
"It's a large-capacity pouch. A holy relic."
"A holy relic...? You mean the holy relic I'm thinking of?"
"That's right. Though it's considered among the lowest grade of holy relics. Are there many similar items?"
What Keorn held out was a cloth pouch barely larger than a palm.
As Turan received it, Keorn held out a leather water skin from the pouch as if suggesting he try it.
"I heard it can hold objects about a thousand times its size. The weight disappears until taken out."
True to his words, the leather water skin much larger than the pouch easily went inside the cloth pouch.
