A Beekeeper in a Magical World - Chapter 129: Mordu

“Hua Mi, you’re going to Mordu?”

Hua Mi thought this was quite a coincidence, a chance to catch a ride conveniently.

He’d been pondering how to approach her.

“In a few days, it’s Princess Karen’s coming-of-age ceremony, and I’ve been invited to the banquet.” Alyss glanced at him, seemingly guessing his thoughts, and said calmly, “I’ve only left Emerald City; I haven’t severed my previous connections.”

Ah, that’s true.

She’d only been stripped of the title “Radiance” within the Elven community, but she remained the renowned architectural designer, nothing had changed.

“I think, given the princess’s love for beauty, your Feathered Honey will be a great gift.”

Alyss pondered and suggested buying a few bottles of Feathered Honey from him as a birthday present for the princess.

Of course, Hua Mi wouldn’t take her money.

He handed her five bottles directly.

“Consider it as travel expenses,” Hua Mi assured, “I’m not good at learning languages; I might never master the Centaur language in my lifetime, so if I need to use the Centaur teleportation gate, I’ll have to rely on you to guide me.”

It wasn’t just for this teleportation.

There were longer-term considerations.

Using honey to boost Alyss’s favor was a savvy move, a guaranteed win.

During these days, he’d occasionally sent some Thunderflower Honey to the Unicorn. Undoubtedly, the Unicorn Elder’s fondness for him had increased significantly.

This was what they called honey diplomacy.

For him, honey wasn’t just business; it was a strategic resource.

He wasn’t merely content with making a fortune.

Money was ultimately ephemeral.

As the saying goes, the most painful thing in life is to die with money left unspent.

This magical world held endless possibilities for him. He aimed to explore and reap as much as possible to constantly enhance himself.

Establishing a base in the Black Forest, relying on beekeeping and farming to create a thriving territory.

Before the journey, he gave his eight little ones the usual reminders.

The Pseudo-Flower Spirits heard he was going to collect new honey sources and unanimously agreed.

Xiao Zi had initially wanted to go with him.

But Hua Mi asked her to stay back and watch over the house.

She didn’t mind and obediently stayed behind.

Hua Mi packed up and arrived at the Centaur’s teleportation gate with Alyss.

Alyss stepped forward, placing her hand on the stone door frame.

Then, she muttered something under her breath.

Subsequently, the frame lit up with faint blue inscriptions.

With a “buzz,” a mist appeared in the doorway, veiling it like a sheer curtain.

Alyss glanced back at him, gesturing for him to follow.

Hua Mi walked over, placing his hand on her shoulder, and stepped into the teleportation gate with her.

The two figures vanished within the “mist.”

Hua Mi’s vision was immediately engulfed by the mist.

Apart from the fog, the only thing visible was Alyss walking ahead.

There wasn’t the weightlessness or compression he’d felt while heading to Brass City.

Everything seemed normal, no loss of direction.

It felt like his feet were planted on solid ground, even though he couldn’t see it.

Hua Mi didn’t need to do anything or think; he just had to follow Alyss.

After about twenty or thirty steps, the mist ahead rapidly receded, and suddenly, his view cleared.

Before he could regain his senses, they were outside the teleportation gate.

A gentle breeze brushed against him, carrying the fragrant scent of grass.

Ahead stretched an immense grassland.

The sky was vast and cloudless.

The grassland undulated, resembling green waves.

Under the gentle breeze, the blades swayed, adding a dynamic charm to this otherwise tranquil landscape.

They stood atop a slightly elevated mound, gazing at the distant grand city.

Modu, the capital of the Toran Kingdom.

It wasn’t just the largest city in the Toran Kingdom but unparalleled in grandeur across the human society.

From a distance, the city walls stood tall and imposing like iron barriers.

Some high-rise buildings peeked above the walls, beckoning passersby like icebergs waving hello.

Merchants and pedestrians streamed in and out of the city gates, while the sky teemed with flying vessels and magical creatures.

This bustling scene far surpassed the small-town charm of Blackstone.

“The Misty Mountain Range… should be over there.”

Hua Mi gazed into the distance, spotting the raised mountain range.

But he wasn’t in a rush to go there.

He intended to visit the city first, to buy some supplies.

Especially the “Adventurer’s Guide to the Misty Mountains,” better to be prepared before venturing into the unknown.

Hua Mi hitched a ride on Alyss’s flying vessel, quickly reaching the city gates.

Modu had a strict no-fly zone; unauthorized flights weren’t allowed. Even the most skilled had to touch the ground.

Overall, Modu was an open city. Guards stationed at the gates didn’t require any formalities.

He smoothly passed through the main gate, officially arriving at Modu.

The architecture here differed from Blackstone’s style.

Blackstone’s buildings mostly had pointed roofs, while here, roofs weren’t shaped deliberately into points, emphasizing aesthetics and individuality.

“I’ll be heading to Duke Weston’s estate next,” Alyss informed him, “The Duke’s daughter is a friend of mine, and I’ll be staying with her for a few days. What about you?”

“No need to worry about me. I’ll find you after the banquet.” Hua Mi smiled and waved at her, “Oh, if you happen to meet a mage named Carter at the Duke’s estate, please give him my regards.”

If memory served right, Carter was mentioned in the letter as being associated with the Duke—though Carter was probably not at the estate by now.

Hua Mi understood that, in this world, although Dukes held the highest noble rank, they seemingly lacked real power, more of an honorary title.

And the Duke’s daughter Alyss mentioned was probably the one who sent him the Windbell Flower seeds.

By etiquette, he should’ve paid a visit, expressed gratitude in person, and offered some gifts.

But Hua Mi’s main goal this time was to collect honey sources, not to make friends.

Complete the primary task first; optional side missions could wait.

After parting ways with Alyss, Hua Mi left the main road, proceeding along a street.

The urgent matter was to find a bookstore and purchase the “Adventurer’s Guide to the Misty Mountains.”

Soon enough, he found a small-scale bookstore by the roadside.

Entering, he inquired if they had the guide.

“We’ve got one left. It’s been quite popular recently. If you’d arrived a bit later, it might have been gone,” the owner chuckled and pointed him in the right direction.

Following the owner’s guidance, Hua Mi spotted the solitary book he sought on the shelf.

“Early bird catches the worm.”

He picked up the book, noticing its cover was somewhat similar to the “Adventurer’s Guide to the Black Forest,” sharing the same style.

That was understandable since both were issued by the Adventurer’s Guild.

Speaking of which, the Adventurer’s Guild headquarters

was in Modu.

Clark must have arrived long ago; he wondered how he was faring now.

Being a vampire morph trying to blend into human society mustn’t be easy; he wondered how Clark planned to handle it.

Lost in thought, about to take the book to pay, suddenly, a hand snatched it from him.