บท 605: Alchemist and Witch

"Are you saying that you are a spirit?" Maryam asked the ghost woman flying in front of them. The lantern turned to face them, held by that pale, almost bony hand. "Like, a creature from another dimension?"

"I originate from the Spirits Realm, precisely," said the spirit with a broad smile that left a bigger shadow on its face. "You must have heard of it, Master Oriole," said the ghost toward the alchemist.

"How would you possibly know, Master Oriole?" repeated Maryam while staring daggers at him. "If you weren't almost dead, I would have said that this is a part of your plan."

"The fact that I ended up here has nothing to do with how welcomed I am," said Oriole with difficulty as the runemaster dragged him along. "However, I may have some relations that I didn't know, teehee."

"You are one of the most honored guests, Master Oriole," said the spirit in an untimely fashion. "I was instructed to treat you with utmost care if you get transported here."