Firefly Journey

Two days later, a carriage laden with wine entered the small border town of Casvia.

Along the way, Lin Yuanran, who had never traveled far since being possessed, witnessed all sorts of scenery. Unlike the Rhine, Casvia's climate and soil are not very suitable for growing grapes, yet the locals have had a long-standing tradition of drinking wine.

This led to a shortage of wine in the province, and merchants, sensing an opportunity, bought large quantities from other places, thus making a fortune.

This situation persists to this day; whenever grapes are harvested in abundance or new wines are made, merchants flock there to seek their fortune.

Thanks to road planning over the past century, even in remote border towns, there are official roads that can accommodate large horse-drawn carriages.

However, when entering the downtown area, the principality's laws explicitly stipulate that vehicles must slow down.

The two sat in the driver's seat as the carriage moved slowly. Compared to Lin Yuanran, Piero was more like a curious child, looking around and lingering on the various dishes of food.

"I'm going to buy some food, I'll be right back. You go to the inn first," Piero said as he jumped off the carriage.

"Okay, please bring me a small cookie."

Kasvia's cookies are so famous that their reputation has even spread to the neighboring province, so Lin Yuanran has naturally heard of them.

Piero's lips twitched slightly as he walked away.

During the few days he spent with Piero, Lin Yuanran learned to drive. Although he wasn't very skilled, he could manage to drive with ease.

The map, purchased for a hefty sum of 5 copper coins, marked various inns and dormitories. Lin Yuanran was heading to a rather nice inn in Luqi Town, known as the "Windmill Town."

Da da da.

Upon arriving at the hotel entrance, Lin Yuanran jumped out of the car. A waiter who had been soliciting customers at the door came over and enthusiastically helped lead the horse. Lin Yuanran entered the hotel; the receptionist was a very beautiful woman.

"Sir, welcome to the Ghost Hotel."

Ghost Hotel... What a weird name, Lin Yuanran thought to himself, but said aloud, "Two single rooms, for three days."

A wooden sign hanging overhead listed the prices for different rooms, including double rooms and even multi-person rooms, but Lin Yuanran didn't consider himself and Piero to be close enough to share a room at night. Besides, he was now a superhuman, and there were many things he shouldn't reveal to outsiders.

"Okay, on the second floor, around the corner, 03 and 04, a total of 1 silver coin and 20 copper coins."

Lin Yuanran reluctantly took out the money, thanked the cashier, and then planned to go upstairs. As he passed the side of the wooden cashier counter, he suddenly gasped!

No legs!

The cashier, who looked young and pretty, had a cloud of white mist below her waist!

At that moment, he recalled the tout from earlier. The man was wearing a long men's skirt and walked in a very awkward manner. Judging from his appearance, he didn't seem human.

He quickly calmed down. If it were a problematic hotel, it wouldn't be marked on the official map. If it dared to open its business so openly, it must have a business license.

Upon realizing the name of the shop, Lin Yuanran instantly understood; it meant exactly what it said...

A shop run by a ghost.

Lin Yuanran knew nothing about the Ghost Clan. In his original world, they were terrifying creatures whose appearance was often accompanied by misfortune. However, in this other world, they seemed to be just like humans, a race with a peculiar physical structure.

Upon arriving at room 03, Lin Yuanran tossed his bag onto the bed and began checking his belongings one by one.

Convenient Key, Thousand-Faced Mask, Fantasy Ledger.

"These are all things that are completely useless in battle..."

After encountering a monster in the wilderness, Lin Yuanran realized that he had serious shortcomings in combat.

Fireball and Great Flame Dragon are just two basic fire spells, enough to deal with ordinary people and ordinary supernatural beings, but against stronger enemies, their power is practically negligible.

When Cassius Bello left, he didn't completely wash his hands of the matter and leave Lin Yuanran to fend for himself. He left behind a small clay figure, saying that if there were any problems or troubles that he couldn't solve, Lin Yuanran could contact him.

Now that Lin Yuanran has completely mastered the Fireball and Great Flame Dragon spells, it's time to take it a step further. He plans to contact Cassius and ask for some advanced versions of the Fire Oracle.

After writing the letter, Lin Yuanran used a special spell to summon the little mud figure, stuffed the envelope into its hand, and the mud figure twisted its body like a robot before plunging into the ground and disappearing.

Summoning the Mudman is an earth-based oracle called "Drift". As long as the caster places a node on the target, the Mudman messenger will tirelessly find the target's location, no matter where the target is.

The speed and power of the clay figure depend on the spellcaster's skill level. If it is ambushed and killed while delivering a message, it will attempt to reassemble itself, and whether it succeeds is also related to the spellcaster's power.

A powerful being like Cassius Bello would have his messengers exude a powerful aura, and few ignorant subterranean creatures would dare to offend a quasi-demigod.

Of course, since it is earth magic, it is naturally limited by the elemental environment. For example, the little mud figure cannot cross the ocean to deliver a message to the other side because the water element is in between, which does not match the mud figure's attributes.

But this didn't stump Cassius. He had multiple professions, including "water mage" and "wind mage," so his clay figures could not only travel across the ocean but also take flight.

After seeing the little clay figure off, he heard the neighing of the mixed-breed horse a while later; Piero had returned.

He led Piero downstairs into the room that had been prepared.

Piero tossed the bag full of cookies to Lin Yuanran: "20 copper coins, settle the bill."

Lin Yuanran took a bite, and it was indeed delicious. He instantly fell in love with this kind of food.

“Why don’t we settle the rent first, 60 copper coins?” Lin Yuanran retorted.

"Oh?" Piero raised an eyebrow: "Pay for the ride, and pay for the information."

Lin Yuanran immediately changed his expression: "I was just kidding."

"I'm not kidding."

"Then you wait, I'll sell that batch of rabbit fur in the winter, and then I can change it."

"Then where is your rabbit fur?"

"On the rabbit." Lin Yuanran laughed as soon as he finished speaking.

Piero plopped down on the wooden table and chair, looked up and said, "I went out to buy some food and asked some vendors nearby. They said that further west there are many scattered villages that must raise quite a few rabbits."

“That’s great, but we need to clear out the carriage first, for those wines…” Lin Yuanran said.

Piero said, “That’s easy. This hotel is large enough to handle all nine barrels of our wine.”

In addition, we need to hire more carriages, as well as drivers and porters. After all, the more rabbit fur we have, the more money we make. I know you have the financial means, and I also need to buy some for myself.”

Piero, whose soul has become that of a "con artist," hasn't forgotten that his identity in front of Lin Yuanran is that of a businessman, so he has to show some appreciation.

Lin Yuanran said, "Why do you think they can buy our wine?"

Piero said, "In Cacivia, no hotel or tavern will refuse to buy wine, even if they have enough in stock, because after the new wine season each year, there will be varying degrees of 'wine shortage'."

Lin Yuanran nodded. "You're a professional, you know a lot."

After finishing the local specialties he had bought, Piero wiped his mouth and said, "By the way, the receptionist downstairs is quite nice."

Lin Yuanran agreed, saying, "It is indeed beautiful."

It's a pity she doesn't have long legs...

He added regretfully to himself.