After explaining the matters worth noting, the witch marked the black market's location for Shade and gave him a detailed rundown of the precautions he needed to take there.
Once she had finished, Shade saw that it was already three in the afternoon and prepared to take his leave. Though she was no longer coughing, the witch still looked frail. She did not try to keep him and instead rose to see him to the door.
"I'll arrange a carriage to take you to Candlekeep Library. This residence isn't far from the library, but the stretch of slope before it is not easy to walk."
"I took a carriage there this morning, but this time I'd like to walk. I can enjoy the scenery along the way."
Shade said. The witch did not insist, and the two left the study together and headed downstairs. Once they reached the entrance of Fragrant Residence, Miss Wei Ge Astley extended her hand to Shade again. Shade reached out and shook it.
"What does this mean? Is shaking hands a popular local way of saying goodbye?"
The witch smiled.
"No, I merely wanted to confirm once more that you really are immune to Witch Curses."
As she spoke, she released Shade's hand, giving him no chance to be the one to let go first.
"Still, please don't think I'm some casual girl. Goodbye, Mr. John Watson, whose true name I do not know. I'll make good use of your blood and turn it into part of myself. See you here tomorrow at ten in the morning."
She took the initiative to wave goodbye, but then covered her mouth with a handkerchief in her left hand and coughed. Shade blinked with his mouth slightly open, genuinely unsure what to say. His acquaintance with this witch