Hello, is this a letter addressed to Demon Fortress?

The morning sun pierced through the clouds and shone on the streets of Carter's capital.

The cult of Light's forces are preparing to depart from the capital.

The nuns carried scrolls and walked with light steps.

The Papal knights rode tall horses, their armor gleaming in the sunlight.

At the center of the procession was the saint's magnificent and sacred palanquin.

Pure white gauze curtains hung down, concealing the situation inside.

The people of the capital had already flooded the streets, crowding both sides of the road.

"Long live Her Highness the Holy Maiden!"

"Thank you, Saintess, for the good news!"

"It's wonderful that the king survived!"

People cheered, their faces beaming with joy and gratitude at surviving the ordeal.

"I heard that Her Highness prophesied that the capital city will be completely transformed?"

"From the ruins, tender shoots emerge, a brand new country... There's always a bad feeling about it."

"Yes, it sounds a bit strange, but according to the nobles on the first floor, Miss Saintess did indeed see the fact that the capital still exists."

"It's a pity we can't see Her Highness's true face..."

"Yes, it must be beautiful..."

The discussions were mixed with some confusion about the content of the prophecy.

More than anything, there was curiosity and regret that the saint's appearance could not be seen.

The refugee district, the attic of the post office.

Lin Gui was packing his belongings, sorting the supplies into different categories and stuffing them into his packages.

Saint Eve was there to help.

Her movements were slightly clumsy, but she was very serious.

Carefully arrange the food and water bladders neatly.

A faint, genuine smile always graced her lips.

He seemed to be in a very good mood.

"Mr. Lin Gui, where are we going next?"

"Shield City".

"Is it far away?"

"Um."

Will we encounter many demons on the road?

"Yes."

Will we see the sea?

"You'll definitely see it. From the capital to the city of Jardim, you need to cross a horn."

Miss Saint asked one question after another, like a curious bird.

From trips that are about to begin, to the supplies that Lin Gui bought yesterday.

Lin Gui didn't even look up, and gave a brief reply.

Until the saintess found several of Shia's novels among a pile of miscellaneous items.

She picked up the top book.

The title seems normal: Knights and Dragons.

She casually flipped it open.

The illustrations and text inside are completely different from the novel's title.

The two handsome male knights were in close proximity, their eyes locked in a passionate gaze.

Lin Gui caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye and almost choked on his own saliva.

He suddenly reached out and snatched the novel away.

He quickly flipped through a few pages, and his lips twitched uncontrollably.

The book contains explicit descriptions of the relationship between the two knights...

An extremely "intimate" interaction that transcends camaraderie.

The details are vivid, and the emotions are intense.

What is all this nonsense...?

As he muttered to himself about Shea's outrageous hobbies.

Unbeknownst to them, the saintess beside them quickly curled her lips into a sly smile.

When he looked up, Eve had already regained her pure and innocent expression.

It was as if nothing had just happened.

Another corner of the attic.

Elvia leaned weakly against the chair, her face still somewhat pale.

But her eyes sparkled with an irrepressible joy.

Especially after hearing Lin Gui confirm that he would be leaving the capital today.

She almost burst out laughing.

Lin Gui's early departure means...

He will also bring forward his promise to help her get rid of the "devil's poison kiss"!

Her life is finally in her own hands again!

Elvia was overjoyed.

Even the ghost Lin, who had drained a lot of her blood, seemed more pleasing to the eye.

She even started to make plans in her mind.

Once the poison is neutralized, should we first go and settle accounts with Duke Joseph, or stir up trouble?

In any case, Elvia is finally free!

Unable to contain her excitement, Elvia swayed over to Lin Gui's side.

"Hey, Lin Gui," she tugged at Lin Gui's sleeve, "when are you going to give me the antidote?"

She stared at him expectantly, waiting for him to pull out the life-saving antidote.

Lin Gui stopped what he was doing, smiled mysteriously, and looked at her.

"The Devil's Kiss requires a periodic supply of the antidote."

"It's been over a month, Elvia, haven't you noticed..."

"Didn't I give you even one antidote?"

Elvia's expectant expression froze instantly, turning into astonishment.

She thought about it carefully, and indeed... not even once.

Moreover, logically speaking, she should have had another attack long ago and been in excruciating pain.

But apart from that first time, she never felt pain again.

She froze on the spot, and a thought popped into her head:

Could it be... that poison was fake??

Lin Gui looked at her changing expressions and smiled again.

He raised his hand and patted her shoulder as if comforting a small animal.

"No!" Elvia shoved his hand away and retorted loudly.

"That feeling! It was like a devil's poisonous kiss!"

"It's exactly the same pain described in the book! It can't be fake!"

Lin Gui stopped looking at her and bent down to close the last wooden box.

He slapped away the saintess's hand, which was trying to sneakily flip through other novels.

They began by securing the wooden crates to the raft one by one with ropes.

He said to Elvia as he pulled the knot tighter.

"It really is a devil's poison kiss."

"But it's not fatal."

He secured the rope with the final knot, making sure all the boxes were tied tightly.

Then he moved the wooden box containing nearly seven thousand replies to the most prominent position at the front.

"The ones I planted for you were diluted."

"It only makes people experience the feeling of poisoning, it won't kill them."

Elvia asked, puzzled, "Why do you do this?"

Lin Gui paused slightly in the rope.

He stared blankly at the wooden box, his gaze seemingly piercing through the wooden planks.

Seeing the flames of despair and the heads hanging high.

He turned around and replied to Elvia indifferently:

"Ninety-eight million, seven hundred and forty-six thousand five hundred and seventy-eight gold coins..."

"That's a combination of three city-states, operating in sweatshops..."

"I don't know how many days and nights I stayed up to save up this money."

"That money carried their hopes."

"If it's only used to control one high-ranking nobleman..."

He paused, his voice low.

"I feel so sorry for all they've done."

"So, someone suggested..."

"Dilute the Devil's Kiss you bought at the auction into thirty portions."

"Although it's no longer lethal, as long as the person affected believes they've been poisoned..."

"It can achieve the same goal of control."

Lin Gui looked at Elvia and gave her a cold, unfriendly smile.

"Therefore, I don't need to give you the antidote."

"It was originally designed to scare people."

Elvia listened to these words and looked at the sorrowful smile on Lin Gui's face.

In an instant, that feeling of shame welled up in my heart again.

She coughed a few times, trying to dispel the unbearable feeling in her heart.

Finally, she patted her chest and assured Lin Gui:

"Oh, don't worry! Once I become King Carter..."

"I will definitely... make sure everyone has enough to eat!"

She wanted to add a beautiful promise.

For example, ensuring that all displaced people have clean houses and can work with dignity.

But she opened her mouth and couldn't say anything.

She knew perfectly well that even if she really did become King Carter...

She absolutely could not do it.

Even... in the current political landscape.

She may have had to acquiesce to the exploitation by the nobility in order to gain their support.

Elvia's mouth was dry and her throat felt tight.

She can talk big in front of others.

Only when facing Lin Gui could she not easily make a promise that she herself might not be able to keep.

Seeing Elvia's predicament, Lin Gui said nothing more.

He simply reached out his hand silently.

The oak staff leaning against the wall flew lightly into his palm.

His gaze passed over Elvia and landed on the attic balcony.

His eyes instantly sharpened and became wary.