Hello, is this a letter addressed to Demon Fortress?

With his messenger bag slung over his shoulder, Lin Gui called out to Elvia, who was still engrossed in the gambling at the table, and prepared to leave.

He was accompanied by two ladies, under the watchful eyes of countless people in the casino.

Step out of the noisy core area of ​​"Blood and Dice".

Step into the darker, damper passage leading to the ground.

However, not far into the passage, at the corner ahead.

Several silent and menacing figures blocked their path.

The leader, with a hideous scar on his face and eyes as sharp as an eagle, was none other than Caesar, the rebel leader.

He was followed by four powerful assassins with cold eyes.

They are clearly core members preparing to carry out the "Assassination of the Saint Plan".

At this moment, Caesar and the assassins behind him all wore the same expression of shock and disbelief.

Their bodies tensed instinctively, like cheetahs poised to pounce.

His gaze was fixed on the cloaked girl behind Lin Gui.

When Elvia saw Caesar, the corner of her mouth twitched almost imperceptibly.

Saint Eve, who was the focus of many murderous gazes, seemed completely oblivious.

Even a very soft, slightly playful chuckle came from under the hood.

Lin Gui remained calm as always.

It was as if the group of murderous rebel elites in front of him were just stones on the roadside.

A sharp-witted assassin behind Caesar leaned close to his ear and spoke urgently in a barely audible whisper.

"The leader... there's no mistake... even though his face is covered, that aura, that holy yet aloof feeling..."

"I saw her once from afar, I can't be mistaken! It's her! The Holy Maiden of Light! She... how could she be here?!"

His voice trembled uncontrollably, carrying a sense of absurdity.

"Should we...should we take action?"

Another assassin asked for instructions in a low voice.

His hand was already on the weapon at his waist.

The goal is within reach, and the opportunity is once in a lifetime.

Caesar's brows were furrowed tightly, his eyes flashed intensely, and he was clearly torn between his inner turmoil and his own mind.

The other party is completely unpredictable.

They even engaged in the bizarre act of bringing assassination targets directly into their lair.

It made him instinctively feel extremely uneasy.

Is there some huge trap behind this?

Just as he hesitated, Lin Gui had already walked up to them and stopped.

He raised his eyelids and glanced indifferently at the people blocking the road, his tone calm.

"Could you please move aside? I have something to do."

The assassins looked at Caesar with strange expressions, awaiting his orders.

Caesar stared intently into Lin Gui's calm, unwavering eyes.

He glanced again at the composed saintess behind him.

The muscles in my cheeks are both taut and relaxed.

After weighing the eerie feeling that sent chills down my spine and the potential risks, I decided to give it a try.

He finally managed to squeeze out a single word through gritted teeth:

"……let."

He stepped aside to make way.

The assassins behind him, though filled with confusion and resentment, had no choice but to step aside.

Lin Gui nodded and led the Saintess and Elvia through the group of murderous assassins.

As Elvia and Caesar passed each other.

She finally couldn't hold back any longer and, in a very low voice, with a hint of disappointment and frustration, cursed at Caesar:

"Even if I gave you a chance, you still wouldn't be able to use it!"

Caesar: "???"

He looked stunned and bewildered, completely unable to understand what the seventh princess meant.

Lin Gui and the other two disappeared at the other end of the passage.

Caesar beckoned with a grim expression.

Two skilled assassins immediately followed silently.

Filled with doubt, he quickly returned to the casino and found Mu Ze in a corner.

"That person... that Lin Gui, what exactly did he do here with the Holy Maiden?" Caesar asked in a deep voice.

Mu Ze's expression still carried lingering shock. He swallowed hard and answered dryly.

"He...he's here to deliver a message."

Caesar: "...Deliver a message???"

He felt like he had heard the most ridiculous joke of the year.

……

Meanwhile, Lin Gui and his two companions had left the filthy, foul-smelling underground sewers and returned to the surface.

A cool evening breeze blew by, dispelling some of the foul smell from the ground.

Elvia took a deep breath of the relatively fresh air and couldn't help but ask.

"Hey, where are we going to deliver the message now?"

Lin Gui determined the direction and replied, "Outside the city."

The image of the abandoned mine where Shia was temporarily hiding flashed through his mind.

Located in a desolate hilly area outside the capital.

The entrance is hidden, the mine is deep, and the interior space is very spacious and complex.

At this moment, Lin Gui turned his gaze to the saintess Eve beside him and began his "interrogation".

"Miss Saint," he said in a flat tone.

"Your security detail for this trip must be quite impressive, right?"

The saintess smiled faintly, seemingly unsurprised by his question, and answered it calmly.

"Two legendary mid-rank Discipline Knights, one legendary low-ranking Papal Priest, and forty-five extraordinary high-ranking Templar Warriors accompanied and protected him."

Lin Gui raised an eyebrow: "Even with this lineup, you can't be protected?"

The saintess nodded, her purple eyes "looking" at Lin Gui, her tone carrying a peculiar certainty.

"Yes. In the Carter capital, only by your side can I remain safe and sound in the unknown calamities to come."

"Why me?" Lin Gui pressed.

"What specific images or information did you see in the prophecy?"

Miss Saint simply maintained that faint, mysterious smile and gently shook her head.

"Prophecies, if spoken aloud, will no longer come true. Therefore, they must be kept secret."

Faced with this standard "Riddler" mode.

Lin Gui was all too familiar with this; that guy often did the same thing in the Magic City.

Since the saintess refused to reveal the truth of the matter.

Then Lin Gui needn't stand on ceremony.

He stopped talking and bent down.

He picked up a brick from the roadside and weighed it in his hand.

Then, he turned his head and asked the saintess very seriously.

"By the way, Miss Saintess, what is your approximate combat strength?"

Saint Eve was slightly taken aback by his sudden action and question, but she still answered truthfully.

"...Below the extraordinary level."

Lin Gui nodded thoughtfully and made his assessment.

"A lower-level transcendent... thankfully not a warrior."

Lin Gui weighed the brick in his hand, seemingly lost in thought.

"However, it will probably take a long time to ensure that she faints, which is a bit tiring."

Saintess: "???"

Her pure purple eyes widened slightly, a rare occurrence for her.

Looking at the plain brick in Lin Gui's hand.

Then I looked at his serious expression.

For a moment, I didn't know how to respond.

I instinctively took half a step back.

Then he bumped into a soft body.

Elvia grabbed the saintess's jade-like shoulders and laughed gleefully.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, everything will be over once you wake up."