Bab 115: Let Me Join You

It was only nine in the morning, but the marketplace was already closing their stalls for today. The freshest picks of the produce had already been bought, and the next batch would be sold later before noon—just perfect for those who failed to catch the morning buzz. They might not be as good, but at least something would be for sale.

Different from the flamboyant clothes of a prince, Herriot was clothed in a rather simple ensemble. He wore no expensive fabric or ornate decor on his shoes. If anything, he was just blending perfectly well with the common folk of the plains. Of course, he was wearing a hooded cloak to hide his rather distinguished face.