Ivan let out a big belly laugh. "Nowhere in the world has views like the Avallans! As the saying goes, 'the sky ends sooner than the Avallans'... And I bet that the view from the tower must be something else!".

"It certainly is", Val said with a little smile. He had switched bags again, and was now purchasing potatoes.

"Is the snow too much for you?", Ivan continued asking Adrien.

Adrien chuckled. "It's -- well, a lot", he said, tugging a little at his scarf. "It never gets this cold in Ordly".

"And today it's not even that cold! Must be nice", Ivan laughed to himself. "I've been here for all my life, but maybe I'll retire to some place like that. Some place with a beach and a longer summer, maybe", he chuckled. He weighed Val's bags of groceries and came to the conclusion: "That will be 35 cetre".

Val passed the right amount of banknotes and coins to Ivan in exchange for his bags. He carefully set all his produce in his cloth bags and cast an Air spell onto them to make them weightless.

Ivan lifted a now-empty wooden crate from the display, and threw it to the back of the stand. "And that's it for the lemons", he commented.

"Ah!"