The city isn't worth the anticipation, only the castle is worth looking forward to—nobles do care about hygiene, with bathrooms and toilets available, and servants to carry feces and trash outside the castle walls.
Since no one knows to use feces as fertilizer for fields, it is randomly discarded in the wild, naturally decomposing.
Effectively using feces as fertilizer would definitely reduce the dependence on elves—only reduce, because elves also have the ability to improve crop traits.
The twin-masted ship sails on the azure sea, with Coral City gradually disappearing from view, and the towering Tulip Castle beginning to sink below the horizon.
Could this perhaps prove that this world is also spherical?
Liszt would occasionally ponder about the world he had traversed to, unable to draw any conclusions due to the lack of information.
"My Lord, what are you looking at?" Marcus walked over.
"The sea, the azure sea, conceals countless treasures."
