Making Magic: The Sweet Life of a Witch Who Knows an Infinite MP Loophole Volume 5 Part 1 by Aloha Zachou

Author:Aloha Zachou
Language: eng
Format: epub

Chapter 2: Peaceful Days in the Port Town

“We plan on spending the next few days doing some sightseeing around town, so we’ll only start clearing the quests after that. Let us know if anything urgent comes up and we’ll take care of it as fast as we can,” I told the receptionist.

“Lady Witch! Teto is so excited for tomorrow!”

We left the guild, got a good night’s rest, and the next morning we set out to explore the town. It boasted a huge port, most likely one of the biggest in the entire kingdom. The coast was divided into three sections: a fishing harbor, an industrial zone housing salt production facilities and a seafood processing plant, and, lastly, a bustling trade port.

A bevy of small boats were lined up in the fishing port; the fishermen would set out to sea before the sun was even up to catch fish while the town’s women transported water from the ocean to a large pool in the industrial zone, where it would stay until the sun and wind had evaporated most of the water. After that, the women would transport it to a large stove, where they would boil the remainder until they were left with just the salt, which they’d use to pickle and cook the day’s catch. A little further away, the trade port was bustling with longshoremen unloading and loading goods from the ships that had arrived from the other ports in the kingdom, as well as from the southern and western parts of the continent, while merchants traded their wares with each other right on the docks. Part of the goods that had arrived at the port would then be loaded onto riverboats and transported to the towns upstream.

Finally, there was also a fancier stretch sporting a couple of posh resorts a little further away from the port, where nobles and other wealthy folk could come to enjoy sea bathing.

“What a lively town, Lady Witch!”

“It is. Let’s go visit the trade port when it’s a little less busy.”

Teto and I were taking our morning stroll along the coastline and taking in the hubbub of the port town. After a couple of hours, the fishermen returned from their morning catch and we made our way to the morning market. Freshly caught fish were lined up at every stall, and vendors skillfully cooked them right in front of the customers, who, for the most part, were laborers on their lunch break.

“Who wants some charcoal-grilled fish?!”

“Anyone interested in some seafood and tomato soup?! It’s perfect for warming up after a morning of fishing!”

“Come try our grilled clams! They’re cooked in our secret blend of seasonings, fresh and delicious!”

“We got freshly made deep-fried fish! Best enjoyed with some southern sauce!”

“Don’t miss out on our delicious seafood paella made with special grains grown in the south of the continent!”

That “secret blend of seasonings” one of the vendors had talked about looked a lot like fish sauce. As we strolled through the market, I noticed that

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