Night Watcher Town.
A year or two ago, it was still a place for refugees, but now they are living peacefully here.
On the streets of the town.
There's a shop that specializes in selling fresh fruits and vegetables.
Interestingly, the owner of the shop is not a Half-Elf, but a human woman.
"I've brought the delivery." A lively girl's voice came through.
Vier pushed a cart filled with fresh fruits and vegetables, seemingly transported from elsewhere.
Beside her was an aunt in her fifties.
"You've come, today's vegetables are very fresh." The woman stood up with a smile and said.
Vier giggled, revealing her big white teeth: "Of course, it's a big harvest today."
"I heard the Kingdom has recovered quite a bit, so the demand for food isn't as high anymore," said the aunt.
"Is that so? I've been hearing those news lately too."
Saying this, she started moving the vegetables onto the shelves.
"I'll help you." Vier began to move as well.
