Tsk. Damn this weather.
Closing the door behind him and gazing at the dark, murky sky above, the man let out a sneeze of discontent. Casabianca's situation was becoming increasingly strange ever since the various incidents started. The sky was overcast all day, but never darkened, and people couldn't differentiate between day and night. Not only that, but they also became restless and dazed, totally unaware of the happenings. But these were only small issues. The thing that the man was most worried about was the food supply problem that was slowly surfacing. The food prices in the market had multiplied due to the sealing up of the city. Not only that, but he also heard from some people that the rich nobles and financial groups had begun storing up food… He thought the sealing up of the city was only temporary. Could it be that the situation was much worse than he had imagined?
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