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Chapter 682: Chapter 73 You’re Making a Negative Become Positive Here_2 Chapter 682: Chapter 73 You’re Making a Negative Become Positive Here_2 And the style of the shops here once made Aiwass feel as if he had dreamt himself back on Earth—

On the side of the street were tightly-packed stores, one after another.

In front of the stores, some people had laid out their wares on the ground, while others sold snacks from street-side stands.

The biggest difference was the absence of “roads.”

Although there were quite a few horses passing by—Aiwass even saw camels—there were no asphalt roads or marble pathways here.

The ground was entirely wooden, so when the hooves of unicorns stepped on it, they made a crisp and long echo.

From Avalon’s point of view, the paths here could be considered quite wide.

They were so wide that even with vendors on both sides, at least two lanes of width were kept clear in the middle.

In the distance, several skyscrapers could be seen.

In contrast to the unique and nationally unparalleled headquarters of the Lohar Society in Avalon, Aiwass saw from his angle that there were three or four buildings even taller within his field of vision.

Aiwass even saw a real “skyscraper”—it was directly embedded into the edge of The Great Tree’s outer ring.

It clung to the exterior, like an external elevator, from the first Ring to the third.

And the “skin” of all these buildings was made of wood.@@novelbin@@

Only some were inlaid with glass.

Rather than saying they were constructed, it would be more accurate to say they grew like buildings.

Without a doubt, the first Ring was the largest and tallest layer.

When Aiwass first came out from the port area, he had looked up and caught a glimpse of the towering side of The Great Tree.

From his position, he could only vaguely make out the fifth Ring.

The parts higher up were not beyond Aiwass’s eyesight, but rather they were distorted by the atmosphere and merged into the blue sky.

“Do you want to buy something?”

Grey suddenly asked.

“Of course I do,”

Aiwass hesitated a bit, “After all, I’ve come with…with money this time.”

He wasn’t sure whether talking about money directly to the Grey Saintess would offend her…

After all, many elves actually dislike the “money”—the dirtier things.

The older the elf, the more they tend to look down on such things.

Although the Eternal Theocracy is the trading hub of the whole world, elves ironically dislike trade—not some infernal joke.

It’s because elves truly believe the concept of “money” is fundamentally opposed to Dedication.

Its nature is individual ownership.

However, trade is a matter within the domain of Balance, so elves are not too resistant to it…But among themselves, elves still prefer the primitive “barter” trading method.

Such trades can hardly ever match in value, so essentially what is being exchanged is “favors.”

Therefore, at least among Pureblood Elves within the Eternal Theocracy, there is no concept of “currency.”

Whenever an elf needs something, they simply ask and naturally someone will help them obtain it.

Elves will also help others, and so the cycle continues…after all, elves are children of The Great Tree, and they too carry the Dedication blood of The Great Tree.

“Don’t worry,” Grey knew what Aiwass was worrying about and reassured him, “I’m not one of those antiquated types who want Amberficate…

The times have changed, and I am aware of it.

“I was born in the new era, after the opening of the Holy Nation— I have some White Crown Coins too.”

Yes, White Crown Coins.

Aiwass knew that the currency now used by the elves was also issued by Avalon.

Based on such a close relationship, some races that weren’t too familiar with the history and political situation here…like the Lizardfolk from the eastern deserts or the Trolls from the south, even believed that Avalon and the Holy Nation are two regions of one country.

But in fact, it’s quite simple.

Strictly speaking, the Holy Nation itself does not have its own legal currency.

Using “money” to buy things in the Holy Nation has only just begun in the past few centuries, not even lasting a thousand years.

Long ago, the handcrafted items by craftsmen, paintings by Painters, clothes by tailors, Magic Potions, brewed wines, food—all of these were casually displayed on windowsills or in courtyards.

If you liked something, you simply took it.

For some of the older elves, they grew up, even spent their entire youth, without these things…and yet now it’s completely different.

At the end of the Helasal Empire, the then internally closed Eternal Theocracy decided under the decision of a Pope to open up to the outside world and slowly started to interact with Short-Lived Species.

The peaceful, joyful, and prosperous atmosphere of the Holy Nation immediately attracted many immigrants from other races.

And its internal security and order also drew in some merchants to trade here.

Originally, the elves were quite eager about these immigrants…much like humans keeping cats.

Because of their shorter lifespans, it meant they had more needs where they could use help.

As sapient beings, they could communicate easily, and to learn the profound Elvish Language meant at least they weren’t too unlearned or unwise, making it easier to befriend the lonely elves—back then, most elves hadn’t yet realized what the implications of lifespan differences were.

But before they felt the cruelty of lifespan differences, elves first encountered the quality issue with the “foreign cats.”

Those scholars and poets yearning for elven culture, or merchants and travelers hoping to acquire elven specialties, gradually all gathered in the Holy Nation.

However, they couldn’t possibly be like the elves, without any concerns, with thin desires.