Florence and Inas both felt curious about the girl who had suddenly appeared and rescued them.
The words spoken by the girl had left them both in shock and disbelief.
The girl was beautiful, with thick fog around her adding a gloomy aura, at first glance resembling a witch, giving a rather sinister impression.
On the other hand, it was this girl who had saved them.
Moreover, from what the girl had said, it seemed she was very familiar with this place; otherwise, she would not have said something like "you should not have come here."
Glancing at each other, it was the more experienced and worldly-wise Florence who stepped forward to bow again, "We still do not know your esteemed name."
"Ireta." The girl tilted her head slightly, providing a name.
A very pleasant name.
"Normally, people would call me Death Witch."
Ireta did not conceal anything.
