Inquiries of The People

To the left side of the garden at the trees that sprouted fruit, the witch held her stave, producing some sort of spell that brought the produce to grow rapidly. Beneath the branches, Emilia caught the ripening fruit, having to take quick steps while looking up to not let a single one drop. 

It felt akin to printing money, though he wasn't going to reject the idea of growing more food, especially when it was needed. 

"Yo, Boss!"

—There was only one person to expect as he looked over, finding the red-haired swordsman crossing the walkway. In his somewhat airheaded stride, Phoenix nearly bumped into an elderly woman, who walked with a crane while biting into a peach. 

"Woah–close," the adventurer quietly remarked. 

Leon held back his own laughter, sitting beneath the shade of the tree as he was joined by his companion. In his hand, the bodyguard held two, green-skinned apples, holding one out as a peace offering to the lord.