At night, Lantern Fireflies were lighting the way for Old Ma outside.
Using the light, Old Ma pressed on through the night.
Behind them, strands of golden light leaked out from the cracks in the carriage.
Inside the carriage, Star Worms maintained a brighter glow, providing Char with ample light. There were several oil lamps placed on the table and the floor, all radiating light as well.
This was the animal fat that Char had collected, which he had turned into wicks by twisting dry grass into thin ropes.
However, the illumination from such crude oil lamps was not very effective, and even though Char had placed several around, the room was still dim and gloomy, the effect not very good.
He was able to work under such lighting conditions, but it wasn't good for the eyes.
As an archer, he relied on his eyes to make a living, so how could he not take good care of them?
