My bloodline yearns for progress.

Chapter 21 Honey Wine Bee Demon

Seeing Otto stop him, Micah immediately stopped in his tracks.

Micah understood Otto's meaning, and he planned to investigate it himself.

Having witnessed Otto's abilities, Micah naturally had no intention of stopping him.

Seeing that Micah had agreed, Otto immediately used his zero-ring spell, Shadow Step.

This is a good opportunity to practice bloodline magic.

Otto now understands that combat skills and spells that can be learned later cannot be honed through training with "Animal Friends".

However, bloodline magic is different.

Like any specialty that can be honed, bloodline magic should also be refined through their constant practice.

However, the prerequisite is that Otto understands the effects of this spell, which can be considered as preparation for more actual combat in the future.

Just as Otto was pondering this, Shadow Step was already activated.

At that moment, Otto held his breath, completely concealing his footsteps and presence, like a silent object slipping into the shadows of the wine cellar.

Under the watchful eye of the lights, most disguises are meaningless.

Upon getting closer, Otto discovered a translucent membrane.

Otto carefully passed through the thin film and finally saw the scene beyond the burr.

They were a group of creatures, each only the size of a thumb.

They have the bodies of bees, but with translucent blue wings, and their bodies are even covered with a layer of fine golden down, making them look quite magical.

"Found it."

Otto beckoned Micah over.

He didn't sense any killing intent from these strange little creatures, nor did he see any crimson mist, so at least for now, he was safe.

Upon hearing Otto's call, Micah immediately brought Sam over.

After passing through that illusory membrane, Micah also saw the little guys.

As a seasoned adventurer, Micah recognized them.

"Mead Bee Fairy?"

No wonder only the mead was stolen, while the other types of wine were fine.

Micah told Sam and Otto about the details of the mead bee demon.

"They belong to the fantasy species and are not harmful villains."

They feed on sweet wine and nectar, are gentle in nature, and are only skilled at using harmless illusions for self-destruction.

As they were talking, dozens of bee demons were flying around the rows of oak barrels at the deepest part of the room.

They used their stingers to drill extremely fine holes in the cork of the barrel, drawing out the wine bit by bit, mixing it with their own secreted nectar, and injecting it into the amber-like honeycomb in the gaps of the oak barrel.

Micah gestured for Sam to come closer and observe more closely.

With Micah's help, Sam then discovered that inside the hive, a golden liquid was slowly swaying.

Sam felt that this enticing, sweet aroma far surpassed all the wines he had ever made in his life!

Micah, standing to the side, simply explained patiently.

"They use the wine cellar as a safe haven, and your wine as nourishment for their nest and for brewing mead."

As a winemaker, you should be able to tell that this golden liquid is truly high-end.

Micah looked at the mead bee fairies with a nostalgic expression.

"In the past, dwarves would often seek out mead bees to help them brew their own wine."

These golden liquids are also known as Bee Fairy Wine.

Even a single bottle of Bee Demon Brew, enough to fill a helmet, could sell for two silver Thorns.

Sam was incredibly tempted when he heard this.

You should know that two silver Thorns are enough for him to sell several barrels of ale and mead.

These aren't golden fantasy species at all, they're practically Golden Thorns flying around in their own wine cellars!

But just as Sam was fantasizing about finally becoming rich, Micah looked troubled.

"What a pity, as requested, we should have gotten rid of these 'haunting monsters'."

Upon hearing this, Sam became somewhat anxious.

"I, I'll go and cancel the commission right away!"

"Of course, the payment will be made in full, and I'll also contribute some compensation!"

Sam doesn't want these future cash cows to be destroyed like this!

He knew that adventurers' commissions were related to leveling up and their reputation within the industry.

Therefore, canceling a commission would incur the dissatisfaction of adventurers.

But now, in order to keep these mead bees, Sam felt that it was worth the trouble to go through a few more arduous steps.

He not only had two large barrels of mead brought in, but also offered forty copper Thorns as compensation.

Micah had said earlier that he only wanted wine, so all forty bronze Thorns belonged to Otto.

"I didn't expect the problem to be solved so easily."

Otto simply felt that adventurers did make money very quickly.

In just two days, Otto earned more than seventy copper Thorns, a haul that would have been possible only when hunting rare wild game in the past.

While Otto was counting the money, Sam had already had someone bring him a clean wooden bowl and carefully scooped up a small portion of the mead that had flowed out from the edge of the honeycomb.

The moment the wine enters the throat, an unparalleled mellow taste slowly unfolds on the tip of the tongue, followed by the sweetness of nectar.

The smooth texture, wrapped in warmth, slides into the stomach, leaving a wonderfully sweet aftertaste.

Until this moment, Sam felt that this was a flavor he could never replicate in his entire life!

"Micah, and this guy, uh, what's your name again?"

Anyway, thank you all very much.

Sam was grinning from ear to ear, feeling like he'd struck gold this time.

Otto simply nodded slightly and gave his name.

"Otto, the newest member of the Dragonbreaker team."

Otto didn't seem to care much; he wasn't interested in becoming famous.

However, since the other party brought it up, I don't mind giving my name.

Sam simply nodded.

"If it weren't for you guys, I would have almost gotten rid of all these little darlings."

"Gentlemen, if you ever need to buy drinks again, just come to me, and I'll definitely give you a discount."

Sam rubbed his hands together excitedly.

I felt that the hard times of the past two weeks had not been in vain.

As for Otto, seeing that the matter was resolved, he immediately planned to urge Micah to leave, as they still needed to find the witch Una to make alchemical items.

However, just as he turned around, Otto's spiritual eye spotted a faint wisp of blue mist through the cracks in the wine barrel.

Otto knew perfectly well what this meant.

He immediately bent down and picked up the piece of honeycomb.

But Otto didn't look at it directly; instead, he put it in his pocket, intending to deal with it after he left.

As for Micah, he simply savored the Bee Fairy Brew while explaining the precautions to Sam.

"Besides the nutrients, you'd better prepare a contract with the mead bee demon."