Chapter 63 Nightmare Lantern

He turned and stopped in front of a stall, slightly bent over, and carefully examined an item on the table.

It was an antique-looking brass lantern.

"Hello... Do you see anything you like?"

The stall owner was a black-haired, quiet young girl in a plain Pamir uniform. Seeing Anvis linger at her stall, she asked with shyness, seemingly not very adept at social interactions.

"May I take a look at that lantern?"

Anvis smiled at the girl, pointing at the lantern on the stall.

"Of course, you may, please feel free."

The girl nodded her head and gestured for him to proceed.

With the girl's permission, Anvis gently picked up the lantern from the stall and held it up to take a closer look.

The style of the lantern was very old, made entirely of a brass-like material.

Two brass support pillars extended from the base, connecting to the carved top, with a matching brass handle hanging above.