"I understand, I'm quite interested in her. This week, I'll help you with the night watch and see if we can catch her..."
But upon hearing this, the old man in front hurriedly shook his head and advised,
"Oh no, oh no, that won't do. You're a journalist from the city, going out so late at night to guard against some unknown thief, it's just not worth it if something happens... to be honest, after so many failed attempts to catch that thing, the villagers are spooked. They would rather she steal a little than harm anyone."
Fisher silently chuckled and reached out with the Handcane beside him. Soon, a lattice of fine white light spread across the cane,
"Is that... Magic? Oh my, I only saw something like this as a child when I went to the city for prayers, and it was just a magic spell for lighting..."
