Chapter 122: Scyllarelis

The encounter with Brellor Ankerlan dampened Defi's spirits.

It was still early, the orphanage kids would be readying for school; he decided not to inflict on them his pensive mood and turned toward the market instead. 

The dawn market was livelier by far than in the summer. The warehouses, the northern and southern marketplaces, and the town square, all were allocated to smoking and preserving part of the massive autumn catch for the community.

In a town where there were more fishers than farmers, it was a big commotion every day.

Each year, the town hall buys part of the autumn catch to do this, storing the preserved seafood in the warehouses. What do they do with it?

One, to feed the people during the three-day autumn feast.

Two, to send preserved food to all the soldiers who are from the Lowpool.