บท 255: A Horse Whisperer

Drystan ambled along the bustling path of the plaza, fully immersed in the vibrant atmosphere of the festival. With each bite of the delicious treat he purchased from a nearby stall, he relished the burst of flavours that danced on his palate.

As he strolled, his eyes darted around, revelling in the picturesque scenery that unfolded before him. People of all ages and walks of life converged for the annual celebration of the bountiful harvest. 

It was a joyous occasion where farmers and vendors eagerly showcased their abundant yields and merchandise at favourable prices. The plaza teemed with a diverse crowd, not only comprising locals but also visitors from beyond Gantz. Laughter and merriment filled the air, amplified by the splendid weather that enhanced everyone's enjoyment.