That morning, I headed out.
I was going to explore the city's herbs market.
Lately, I had been delving into Alchemy Technique, honing my alchemy skills, and my herbs were being consumed quickly. I needed to restock. At the same time, I wanted to see if there were any rare herbs available.
Although modern times meant many ancient herbs had vanished, you never know when one or two might still be growing deep in the mountains, waiting to be gathered by a Medicine Gatherer.
I had heard of such occurrences quite often.
With my car still at the repair shop, I caught the bus and headed over.
The herbs market was located in the southern part of the city and was quite large—this was a state capital, after all, and not comparable to Oakfield.
The market was filled with stalls, most specializing in herbs, but there were quite a few run by individual vendors.
Even early in the morning, it was bustling and lively.
