"Without the harvest at the end of autumn, we must find another way to get food to last through the winter."
"On the way, we can check 'Red Pomegranate'; if there's nothing there, we can head to Shilin Mountain Castle, though food prices there are surely not cheap," said the moose leader, pressing his hand against a wound. His old injuries hadn't healed, and he'd gotten plenty of new ones.
"But we also lack things to trade." The settlement had been raided twice in succession, leaving many commodities destroyed.
At this point, those present appeared a bit troubled, struggling to think of anything suitable for exchange.
"Why don't you let Hexia make some winter clothes to sell at the Mountain Castle? We seized some hunting pelts from the Blue Skin camp yesterday," Flan explained while sharpening a pencil by the side.
