"So elves get it for free, but when it's me, it costs one hundred gold coins?"
Caelan was almost laughing from anger.
He had never expected the Bloom Elf stall owner to treat people so differently.
However, the stall owner on the other side nodded with absolute certainty.
"What? Got a problem with that? Why don't you take a look? They're elves, while you're just a mere human."
"To tell you the truth, if there weren't so few customers here right now, I wouldn't even be willing to sell it to you."
Caelan sneered, turned around without hesitation, and walked away.
These Bloom Elves were truly disgusting.
What promised land of the gods?
More like the gods' garbage dump.
Just then, another commotion broke out around the security officer ahead.
Caelan followed the crowd and moved closer. As a result, he saw a kangaroo-race tourist roaring furiously at the security officer.
"Hey, you wooden-headed bastard! Are you sure this damned shelter can protect us?"
