[BL] Accidentally Becoming the Healer of the Deranged Archduke novel Chapter 6

Chapter 6: The Bazar of Eldoria Lunareth.

Xion, being the activist he was, threw the little episode of being an idiot at the back of his mind.

He sneaked into one of the big baskets in a wooden wagon that was supposed to go out from the estate to pick up the fresh vegetables.

The guards at the main gates merely glanced at the wagon before letting the driver leave.

Xion was getting jolted from left to right at a rapid pace. For a moment, he felt that he very much resembled the fruits thrown into the juicer.

It took almost an hour for the wagon to stop and another ten minutes for Xion's head to stop spinning like a spinning top.

I miss modern cars, Xion thought miserably, while puking his stomach juices at the side of the way. He fished out a worn leather flask from his sack-bag and rinsed his mouth.

The bag was an improvised bundle he had managed to cobble together from old fabric scraps in the estate's storeroom.

It had no formal structure. Just a simple length of coarse, dark jute cloth tied at the top with a bit of frayed rope, slung over his shoulder like a purse.

Though it was far from elegant, the material was tough enough to withstand a bit of jostling.

Inside, he had packed only the bare essentials: the flask, a roll of cloth bandages, a dull knife, a pouch containing a handful of copper coins, and a single mana crystal he had managed to slip past Soren.

Each item was buried in the sack's depths, cushioned by a few cloth scraps to muffle the noise as he moved.

Taking a few breaths, he glanced around. He found himself glancing at the almost empty path surrounded by lush trees.

He was actually standing at the small valley.

He glanced upward where the Marquis mansion was situated and then down where he could see people moving in a bustling market like ants.

The driver must have stopped the wagon to avoid the struggle of pulling a fully loaded, heavy cart back up the steep hill in front of him.

All of this somehow worked up in his favor. Now, no one knew that the Xion Vaelis was not at the estate but running around the rowdy bazar.

Xion made his way toward the crowd while his figure remained hidden behind the ugly-looking grey cloak.

The air felt thick with the mingling scents of dried herbs, smoked meat, and damp wood from the vendor stalls.

He was actually a bit thrilled to see such a novelty. Where had he ever seen people walking around dressed in ancient-looking clothes and speaking in such a different accent?

"Buy two and get a twenty percent discount! The offer will end in two hours!!!" shouted a vendor, waving brightly colored trinkets in the air.

What if I sold salt from the system mall? He mused, picturing a fortune in his hands.

Passing another stall, he caught sight of a small crowd gathered around shimmering blue, red, pink and various such stones on display -mana crystals.

Even for ordinary humans, who had no mana of their own, these crystals provided them with a concentrated form of mana essential for daily life in this world called Eldoria Lunareth.

Mana, the word rolled on his tongue as he walked forward. If Xion had to simplify the things then Mana was sort of like blood that ran in the veins of every human.