Compared to Shade, who had already been rushing about all morning, the two ladies at the Opera House were rather leisurely. After all, the Opera House did not open early in the morning.
But the Opera House was not empty in the morning. Actors who had not performed the previous night had already begun taking the stage to warm up their voices, or reciting their lines alone in the dressing rooms.
Since the entire Wilde Opera House now belonged to the Golden Dawn Opera Troupe, actors conducting their morning exercises could be found in all sorts of strange places.
In the stairwell, Shade encountered two actresses holding wooden swords and slowly swinging them at each other. The young ladies even smiled and said hello to Shade. By now, he was quite familiar with the members of Golden Dawn.
"I've already looked over the map Sister Devlin provided. Although that Black Night Spirit Temple is in the mountains, if we find the right path, it actually won't take an entire day."
There was a distinctive languor in the witch's voice that morning. Miss Lathers bent over beside her to study the map, while Shade held a teacup and said:
"If we can reach those ruins in half a day, we won't need to fly there."
After all, the Randall River Valley was in troubled times now, so it was best to keep a low profile whenever possible.
"I recommend going on horseback."
Miss Benanis drew out a route on the map with her pen:
"If it weren't winter, the most convenient option would actually be to take a steam-powered boat upstream. The ruins are in the mountains near the Ailong River. Fortunately, the ice is still frozen, and with the heavy snow finally stopping, traveling along the river channel is the