Fantasy World: I Can Travel To Cultivation World

The bright morning sunlight bathed the Red Maple Estate, and crystalline dewdrops shimmered like pure diamonds, adorning the elegant manor with an almost ethereal beauty.

After a heavy rain, the air was exceptionally fresh, carrying the fragrant aroma of flowers and grass.

Luis took a deep breath, stretching in the early rays of the sun.

Refreshed and invigorated.

"Good morning, Prince Tupe!"

"Good morning, Luis! You seem to be in an excellent mood today!"

Prince Tupe neared Luis and smiled in an friendly matter.

They both know each other because of the trade between fairies and Spiritual field.

"Haha, of course! This is all thanks to your hospitality!" Luis smiled sincerely.

"It is my honor to satisfy you!"

The half-elf prince was dressed for the occasion, wearing a luxurious formal outfit.

Particularly striking was the green thorn circlet on his head, which caught Luis attention.

Noticing Luis gaze, Prince Tupe adjusted the circlet and explained, "This is a tradition of our Half-Elf Kingdom. Members of the royal family wear thorn circlets when entering Silvermoon City, symbolizing responsibility and sacrifice."

"Oh~~," Luis suppressed a chuckle. "It truly is beautiful! You know, in my homeland, green symbolizes good luck."

"Really? Then I thank you for your blessing! I'll go greet Miss Vera. Feel free to make yourself comfortable." Prince Tupe walked past Luis towards Vera room.

Luis smiled and looked at Prince Tupe.

Last night, there was a knock on his door. Outside the door it was Asmon, through his request he helped him sneak into Vera's room.

As for what happened there is no need to describe.

After bidding Prince Tupe farewell, Luis hummed a tune and briskly made his way to the dining hall.

Seated at the long table was Asmon and some of other nobles coming as Escort.

"Good morning, Asmon!"

"Good morning, Luis."

Breakfast was lavish, but Luis ate indifferently.

After hurriedly filling his stomach, he was about to leave when Prince Tupe entered the hall.

"Miss Vera is feeling unwell, so it seems we won't be leaving today."

At Tupé's words, Luis gaze toward Asmon grew more peculiar.

Yet Asmon, the culprit behind it all, appeared oblivious, even expressing concern. "Is Miss Vera alright?"

"She should be fine. Likely just lost sleep from last night's thunderstorm," Prince Tupe replied casually, not noticing Luis reaction.

"Rest assured, I'll arrange for a Doctors to check on Miss Vera."

"You're too kind."

"It's my duty."

After Prince Tupe left, Luis turned to Asmon with a sly smile. "Asmon, that rain last night sure was heavy!"

Asmon chuckled and nodded as if missing the Luis insinuation. "Indeed, I didn't sleep well either."

Before Luis could continue, Asmon, feeling guilty, quickly set down his cutlery and excused himself. "I'll head back to catch up on sleep. Please, carry on."

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Therefore, because of Vera's health, the wedding delegation stayed at Red Maple Manor for another day.

On the third day, the set off again.

The half-elf prince was still dressed in his best attire, with a green wreath of thorns on his head.

That afternoon, the wedding delegation arrived safely in Silvermoon City.

If Remora City is a prosperous city on the border and Winter City is a majestic city of Duke, then Silver Moon City is a magnificent garden city.

This ancient city, which has experienced thousands of years of wind and rain, has been the political, economic, and cultural center of the Half-Elf Kingdom since its establishment. It can be called the holy city of the Half-Elves.

The half-elves took great pains to dress it up beautifully.

Needless to say, there are all kinds of intricately crafted buildings, and even any empty corners on the streets have been planted with flowers, plants and trees by the half-elves.

This garden-like city has been fascinated by many bards, who spread its beauty and tranquility everywhere, making its reputation resound throughout the continent.

However, the result of paying too much attention to beautiful appearance is that the military value of Silvermoon City is almost non-existent.

For example, those city walls wrapped in wisteria may look beautiful, but when fighting, they are simply climbing stairs built for the attackers.

As for the crystal gate that radiated colorful light under the sunlight, Luis doubted whether it could withstand an attack from the Black cavalry or even a normal Heavy Cavalry.

In fact, Luis was worrying too much.

The walls and gates of Silvermoon City may seem fragile, but they have never been destroyed in war.

Because every time the enemy attacked Silvermoon City, the city would surrender without a fight.

In the words of the half-elves—

"We cannot bear to see this beautiful city go through war."

Therefore, although the Silvermoon City is a beautiful vase that will break at the slightest touch, it has very completely preserved the masterpieces of successive architectural masters of the half-elf race, and can be called a miracle in the history of cultural relics protection.

The one who came to greet them at the city gate was the Prime Minister of the Half-Elf Kingdom, Duke Miller.

"Respected Son of Baron, Luis, welcome. The king and queen have been waiting in the palace for a long time."

"Your Excellency the Duke, you are so polite." Luis saluted Duke Miller casually, naturally revealing a hint of arrogance.

At this time, he represented the Hartmann Family, a baron of the Azov Kingdom, so there was no need to be too polite to the duke of a small vassal state.

Duke Miller certainly would not blame anyone. As the prime minister of a small state, he had long learned to kowtow in front of envoys from a big country.

After saluting Prince Tupe again, Duke Miller finally turned his gaze to Vera's carriage, as if he wanted to greet Vera in person.

Unfortunately, Vera had no intention of coming out to meet him.

Just when Duke Miller was feeling embarrassed, Colin's voice came from the front,

"Your Excellency the Duke, please lead the way. We cannot keep His Majesty the King waiting for too long."

"Yes, yes! Please follow me!"

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Luis followed behind Duke Miller and headed towards inner city into an palace.

Although the Half-elf Palace was magnificent and the Half-elf King was standing in front of the palace gate, Colin's eyes were immediately fixed on a woman.

The Half-elf Queen!

This is a tall and slender half-elf girl with a dreamy face. Her demeanor is dignified and elegant. She holds the old half-elf king beside her with both hands. When you see her, you can't help but sigh.

It's really like a flower stuck in cow dung!

Luis quickly retracted his slightly rude gaze and bowed to the king and queen.

At the same time, he secretly complained:

No wonder the queen needs to adopt a son. Judging from the half-elf king's dizzy appearance, he must not be able to make the young and beautiful queen pregnant.

At this time, Vera finally stepped out of the carriage and saluted the king.

Vera was not dressed up today. She wore only a simple white dress with no other decorations on her body except for a small Dressrosa family badge on her left chest.

In such a solemn occasion, Vera's attire was actually very impolite.

But no one at the scene dared to criticize.

Like a cold snow lotus, the girl stood expressionlessly in front of the half-elf palace, as if silently protesting against her fate.

"Miss Vera, please, please don't be so polite..."

The half-elf king's tone was so light that it seemed as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind.

"Dear guests, please come into the palace. We have prepared a sumptuous feast of food and wine to welcome you."

A middle-aged half-elf man walked out from behind the king and saluted Colin and the others.

"His Royal Highness Prince William is right. Please come in!" Duke Miller also hurriedly advised.

At the same time, the identity of the middle-aged man was also pointed out.

It was the eldest prince William Medivh, the biological son of the half-elf king and the late queen.

Luis felt that the reason why the eldest prince and Duke Miller were so anxious to let everyone into the palace was probably because they were worried that the old king would suddenly die after standing outside for too long.

So he followed suit and immediately led his group into the half-elf palace.

The half-elves who love beauty so much would naturally not be stingy with their own palace. As Luis walked along, every place he saw was decorated with gold and crystals, full of luxury and extravagance.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Even the Lion's Roar Castle of the Dressrosa' family was not as good as here in this respect.

The group traversed a long corridor before arriving at the banquet hall.

Dark red carpets lined the floor, and long tables covered in deep blue velvet were adorned with blood roses—an iconic bloom of the half-elf kingdom.

The faint floral fragrance lingered in the air, soothing the mind.

Slender, graceful half-elf maidens flitted about like butterflies, leading each guest to their assigned seat.