Hello, is this a letter addressed to Demon Fortress?

Inside Mine Pit No. 3.

After all the assassins had assembled, Caesar's face was frighteningly grim.

The four assassins he brought were all seasoned veterans who had fought their way through mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

The skills of tracking, concealment, and investigation are ingrained in their very being.

At this moment, they were searching the entire massive domed mine and all the surrounding areas where people could hide, with astonishing efficiency, like a comb.

They searched every crevice, pit, and abandoned mine tunnel.

Their movements were silent, their gazes sharp as eagles.

You can sense the finest traces by running your finger across the ground.

With the slightest movement of the nostrils, one can distinguish the unfamiliar scents lingering in the air.

Some people even lay directly on the ground, their ears pressed against the cold rocks.

Listening intently to any sound that might come from deep underground.

However, there was nothing there.

Lin Gui, Elvia, and that crucial saintess.

It's as if they vanished into thin air, leaving not a trace.

This is incredible.

The monks outside swore they had never left.

Moreover, Caesar himself caught a glimpse of the black-haired, black-eyed mage from afar while inspecting the exit trap.

Where are they hiding?!

Caesar instinctively took out the communication stone connected to Valk from his pocket and infused it with magic.

"Valk, are you sure the Saintess is in Mine No. 3?"

There was no response.

There was a deathly silence on the other end of the communication stone.

"Valk?"

Caesar shouted again, his voice unconsciously carrying a hint of anxiety.

Silence remained.

An ominous premonition instantly gripped Caesar's heart.

Has something happened outside?

But he forcibly suppressed the thought as soon as it popped into his head.

impossible!

He deployed almost half of the rebels' core forces around the mine.

More than twenty extraordinary beings, hundreds of high-level beings, and that regional barrier that was acquired at a huge cost!

Even if the Royal Capital Knights were to deploy their full strength, such a force would be formidable.

With the advantage of the terrain and the protective barrier, he was confident that he could hold out for at least a month.

With a protective barrier outside and heavy troops inside, what problems could possibly arise?

Perhaps the energy field deep within the mine interfered with the sound transmission?

He composed himself, put away Valk's communication stone, and took out a few more.

These sound transmission stones vary in shape and color, but they all come from the same huge "sound transmission raw stone".

Only by possessing this "homogeneity" can point-to-point magical communication be achieved over short distances.

He tried to contact the leaders of the other teams one by one.

At this moment, the assassin codenamed "Black Scorpion" couldn't help but speak, his voice hoarse.

"Boss... something's not right. Should we call Dead Rat and the others over too?"

Dead Rat is another high-ranking assassin tasked with assassinating the Saint.

There are several other skilled fighters like him in the rebel army.

But for some reason, the saintess didn't show up at the crucial moment of assassination.

Caesar's cold gaze swept over him.

Black Scorpion licked his dry lips and spoke quickly.

"You know our strength. We might not be the top trackers in the capital, but we are definitely veterans."

"The target is clearly in this mine, yet we haven't made a single sound. There's only one possibility..."

He paused, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes.

"There are people stronger and better at hiding than us, lurking here! They've concealed our target."

"And those stronger than us... can only be legends!"

He looked at Caesar, his tone pleading.

"If it really is a legendary ambush, then the few of us are just throwing our lives away."

"But if we call Dead Rat and the others over, together they can..."

"Even against a legend, with our numerical advantage and...that thing, we might not be without a chance!"

When Black Scorpion mentioned "those few," Caesar's eyes flickered subtly.

A barely perceptible shadow crossed his face.

He remained silent for a moment before speaking in a heavy tone.

"Dead Rat and the others... can't make it."

"What?" Both the venomous snake and the black scorpion frowned simultaneously.

Caesar sighed, as if recalling some painful experience.

"To test the power of the artifact and ensure the success of this operation."

"I took them to Twilight Fortress before, to test my skills against that legendary lower-ranking Duke Sam..."

He paused, his voice lowering.

"We did manage to cripple and disable him, but... the cost was too high."

"The other brothers all fell to the duke's counterattack."

The venomous snake and the black scorpion exchanged a glance, both seeing deep suspicion in each other's eyes.

They knew all too well the strength of their companions.

Even if they were no match for a legend in a one-on-one fight, how could they possibly be wiped out when they joined forces as assassins and retreated after a single blow?

An assassin's creed has always been to flee far away if the first strike fails.

Fighting for one's life is already a poor strategy, and mutual destruction is even more impossible.

Caesar's explanation seemed reasonable, but in their eyes it was full of flaws.

Before they could think it over, Caesar seemed unwilling to discuss the topic further.

His tone abruptly changed, his sharp gaze sweeping over the people present, his voice filled with surprise and doubt.

"...Where is the succubus?"

Everyone was taken aback and immediately looked around.

Only then did they realize that the succubus had been searching with them just moments before.

They disappeared without a trace!

……

Hundreds of meters away, deep in a more remote No. 3 branch mine pit, piled high with decaying mine car frames.

The lustful demon held his breath, slowed his steps, and cautiously made his way forward.

His face, which was filled with lewd desires, was now slightly distorted with excitement.

His eyes shone brightly as he stared intently at something not far ahead.

A narrow crevice hidden in the shadow of a huge ore deposit.

Just minutes earlier, when he had searched this area.

Out of the corner of my eye, I keenly caught sight of the depths of that crevice.

It seemed as if a golden figure flashed by!

That graceful figure was undoubtedly that of a saintess.

"Little beauty...you've kept it well hidden..."

The lustful demon let out a suppressed growl, throwing all vigilance and mission to the back of his mind.

"Let your uncle take good care of you..."

In his view, this was definitely a flaw that the saintess inadvertently revealed when she panicked and hid.

He could almost see that holy body trembling and pleading beneath him.

His adrenaline surged, and without a second thought, he left the team.

He rushed toward this "unexpected discovery" all by himself.

He was completely unaware of the shadows cast by the dome above and behind him.

The air was rippling with barely perceptible waves.

A pair of emerald green eyes were silently watching him.