Jiang Han and the other two, dressed in Rainy Night Club uniforms, naturally drew quite a few looks from the ghostly residents.
"The residents here seem to have much more to do with cat lamps than people outside do?" After observing for a while, Jiang Han voiced her confusion.
Most of the ghostly residents had cat lamps perched atop their heads, or else the cat lamps lounged lazily like balloons, their tail roots tied with ribbons by Ghost Witches and released to provide more light.
Histeria, clad in uniform, nodded.
"Even with tributaries from the Cat Lamp Sea here, it's still rather dark. Leyline lamps are precious resources and can't be kept on all the time, while ordinary lights cause a little harm to ghosts. So, contracting an ordinary cat lamp lets you live quite comfortably here. At the very least, you won't have to worry about one slip sending you rolling into a canal where aquatic cat lamps have briefly left, leaving it unlit."
"The residents here don't need to focus too much on fighting." Bernadette strode forward on her long legs, utterly disregarding the pace of the three short girls behind her. "For them, becoming a witch is something they can achieve simply by studying and improving themselves."
Jiang Han lifted her skirt and jogged after her, keeping up her smile as she asked, "Do they not need combat training after becoming witches?"
"No, of course they do. We have spellcaster combat academies, and every Ghost Witch has a required number of teaching sessions to attend each year. Ghost Witches take groups of ghost witches out to experience combat and put it into practice. That is our method." Bernadette turned her head and slowed her pace.
"The quality of their instruction isn't bad. The price is simply that