Chapter 898 - Slice of Life

The capital's agricultural market occupied three entire streets near the artisans' district, sprawling with colorful stalls, open sheds, and narrow corridors filled with boxes, baskets, and barrels stacked to dangerous heights. The air carried the mingled scent of damp earth, freshly cut wood, ripe fruit, dried spices, and pack animals slowly pulling heavy carts. It was a kind of organized chaos that only existed in places where hundreds of people tried to sell everything at once. For Strax and his wives, however, it seemed almost peaceful compared to recent events.