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Chapter 683: Chapter 73 You’re Making a Negative Become Positive Here_3 Chapter 683: Chapter 73 You’re Making a Negative Become Positive Here_3 The local elves hired them to work for themselves, merely providing room and board wasn’t enough—they had to pay them wages, too.

But a bigger problem was that the elves didn’t really have that many job positions for them.

Whenever these Short-Lived Species wanted some supplies or gifts, they wouldn’t just take what they wanted and stop, they were insatiable…

Simply meeting their needs wasn’t enough; they wanted more.

As a result, a major chaos ensued at the time.

Historically known as the “Currency Chaos”—it is a compulsory high school history lesson in Avalon because it is directly related to the birth of Avalon.

It was also from that time that the Short-Lived Species could only gather below the fifth ring, and the elves also started using the currency of the Short-Lived Species.

“I actually understand how the elves feel,”

Aiwass said from the heart, “If I had been there at the time, I probably would have just kicked them out.”

He truly understood the elves’ feelings.

It was like the guild warehouse, filled with potions, materials, and money for the newcomers, along with some equipment used by the high-level members…

It wouldn’t sell for much, not worth the hassle.

Might as well offer some conveniences to the newcomers…

In many games Aiwass played, there was such a custom.

A kind of love relay within one’s means.

Even Aiwass contributed a lot then.

What happened then, suddenly a group of people joined the guild.

Aiwass still doesn’t know if they were professionals raiding various guilds, or if there was a mole in the guild who leaked the wealth.

The result was they took everything, even though they were already not newcomers and didn’t lack these things—they turned around and listed them in the auction house.

Not only that, after raiding stuff, they even avoided participating in guild chats—if they were mingling, that would have been fine.

The problem is we don’t even know you guys!

The most outrageous part was that they didn’t even run away—they had the nerve!

Why didn’t they run?

They were waiting for the next batch of resources to grow.

Angered, Aiwass kicked them out and exposed their IDs.

“It’s just that the elves are patient…

They only drove them to below the fifth ring and even changed their own habits to accommodate them,”

Aiwass complained, “If it were me…”

He shook his head, not continuing.

But clearly, Aiwass wasn’t the only one dissatisfied.

The sudden forced change in living habits also made many elves grow tired of these greedy, low-quality Short-Lived Species.

Indeed, they weren’t annoyed because the Short-Lived Species took too much, but because they had to adapt to the Short-Lived Species’ living habits and change their own centuries-old habits—that’s what frustrated them, similar to when a roommate suddenly keeps a bunch of pets.

It’s not about lacking food for the pets, nor disliking small animals.

But it indeed feels bothersome.

It’s not mine, why is it chewing my cables!

—That’s the general sentiment.

The Holy Nation’s full support for Avalon came after that incident.

Thinking the stray cats from outside lacked quality, they decided to raise one themselves.

That’s what the elves thought.

When Avalon was first established, the elves contributed a lot.

The Pope even directly sent over twenty young members of the Papal Guard, which was a clear expression of friendly intentions.

The Holy Nation was the guarantor for the White Crown Coin as a foreign trade currency at the time, directly setting Avalon’s legal tender as the currency of the Holy Nation, and supplied Avalon with a substantial amount of resources for it.

In order not to let the Avalonians learn bad behaviors from other Short-Lived Species, the Holy Nation also kept them from contact with other races—if not for the impossibility of no human contact, they wouldn’t even want Avalon to interact with other humans.

This is the origin of Avalon’s isolationist culture.

Yet even so, Avalon gradually slipped into decline over time.

Hence, the Holy Nation’s opinions and goodwill towards Avalon dropped significantly.

Today, although they are still considered “our cat,” they don’t feel as inclined to intervene.

Seeing Aiwass’s reaction and sensing his mood, Grey couldn’t help but feel a greater fondness for Aiwass.

Although she belonged to those who were more affable towards Short-Lived Species…

over the years, there weren’t many Short-Lived Species who realized their own faults.

They held back based on morals, but didn’t truly understand the elves from the heart.

The Holy Nation now only accepts humans on the Path of Devotion to become part of the hierarchy, and there is reason for that.

After all, only Transcendents on the Path of Devotion can truly understand why the elves were angry back then and grasp the complex relationship between the elves and the Short-Lived Species now.

Like it, but don’t want to keep it; indeed love it, but also really find it annoying.

“If you’re not in a hurry right now, come with me first, let’s go get the paperwork done.

After that, whatever you want to buy, I can come and go shopping with you in a few days.”

Grey said, “You’re already considered an Archbishop now, but you wear only the priest’s attire…

this doesn’t quite fit the protocol.”

“His Holiness has ordered that once you arrive, you should first change into a set of bishop’s vestments.”

“Does His Majesty wish to see me?”

Aiwass, upon hearing this, seemed somewhat surprised, “I thought the Pope could contact everyone at any time, couldn’t he?”

He felt Grey, standing behind him, tense up for a moment.

“His Majesty is in Sleep, temporarily unavailable for the time being.”

Grey mentioned casually, “Maybe he’ll be free next year.”

——That’s a pretty long pole you’re extending all the way to next year.

It’s only February now!

But upon hearing her words, Aiwass had a rough understanding.

Perhaps the Eternal Pope’s ancient disease has flared up.

Has the plot…

been unfolding for some time now?

If that’s the case…

Aiwass subconsciously turned back, glancing at Grey’s ribbon-tied eyes.@@novelbin@@

The Grey Saintess’s eyes, have they become “Amberficated” by now?

Do the Cardinals know about this?

Noticing the gaze Aiwass cast upon her, Grey momentarily held her breath.

——Has he discovered it?

Why?

…No, that’s not right.

He couldn’t possibly know.

Probably just being too sensitive…

right?

At that moment, the Unicorn had already reached a platform.

“Grey.”

The lady Unicorn called out Pure White’s true name, “Are you ready?”

“——Guards, prepare for takeoff!”

Suppressing the unease in her heart, Grey said calmly, “Lord Pansy, if you please.

To the thirteenth level.”

As she spoke, a pair of beautiful luminescent wings, as clear as moonlight, suddenly shone from behind the Unicorn.

Then, the Papal Guard, one after another, took Lily and Sherlock to board Pegasuses with swan-like wings.

They didn’t need to take the lifting platform that worked like an “elevator”—this was why the Cardinal Archbishops could still travel to other rings even after the passage rights between levels were sealed.

The next moment, they stepped on the rainbow and soared from the ground.

——Rising vertically into the sky!