There was no hint of any powerful backing behind this little canvas stall, but the seven or eight items laid out on it were enough to make anyone's heart race.
Aside from the original embryonic development technique the elves coveted most, several of the others also contained glimpses of Li Ziran. Those strange characters could occasionally be spotted in the patterns that appeared. Clearly, these were no ordinary wares circulating on the market.
Ke'er instinctively looked at the seller. Covered in fur, with a civet's head, the figure wore a tight, oily-green robe. Its material resembled the stall's canvas, without a single rune visible. Old and tattered, it looked less like clothing than a piece of canvas cut up and draped over the body. The only purpose she could imagine for it was keeping off the rain.
There were plenty of civets like this in the rainforest. They were good at climbing trees, but they were utterly ordinary creatures. Although they also inhabited the hilly regions of the Beast Race Plateau, their race had never produced any powerful figures. Most lived under the protection of stronger tribes, surviving on their physical dexterity.
The civet did not spare her another glance when she arrived, as though convinced they could not afford anything on display.
Ke'er could not help chuckling. Few beings on the Red Soil Continent dared look down on the Elven Queen. Still, she felt the price was grossly inflated. Over a million gold coins could finance a war across half the continent.
"Excuse me, may I ask about these Void Coins..."
Before Ke'er could finish, the civet gave her a contemptuous look and waved a hand, signaling for her to try another stall.
Even Anfuni beside her was amused by this behavior. If the queen could not afford it,