Only now did Shade realize that this young witch was abnormally excited. This was definitely not the joy of being favored by an important figure, but more like a stress reaction after her mind had been influenced.
Still, compared with being haggard and silent, this reaction was at least somewhat normal. There was no need to worry for the time being.
Shade then looked at the boy holding a torch some distance away from the three of them, seemingly keeping his distance to show that he had no intention of eavesdropping.
Judging by his clothes, the boy had definitely come from a noble family. He was not particularly burly, but he was certainly not malnourished either. Based on his height, he was probably around fifteen or sixteen.
"He arrived a little before you. Since everyone can only take one torch here, it was safer to move together, so I didn't drive him away."
Miss Higgins said. The boy tremblingly thanked the witch, then answered the question:
"Hello, hello, and hello to you as well. I'm An DeEr Ade. I also came here to buy something."
His fear at this moment was much more normal. Ordinary people of this era had no means of protecting themselves in a place as strange as this.
"Since we've all introduced ourselves, it's your turn, sir."
The young witch looked at Shade, and he gave his name:
"Shade Hamilton. You could say I'm a travel writer and detective."
The witch nodded lightly and continued explaining to Shade:
"The place we're going next is the market hidden in the black mist not far away. This is only the market entrance. You must hold a torch to move around inside, so make sure not to let it go out. As for leaving this place—"
She looked around.