Hello, is this a letter addressed to Demon Fortress?

[Ding! Weekly commission generation in progress.]

[Initiating a search for the number of emails received by the host.]

[Remaining search time: 6 days and 23 hours]

[Should we end the search immediately and start the weekly commission?]

"Let's end it here."

[Ding! Your weekly messenger mission has been updated.]

[Ding! Weekly committee members have been updated]

[Content: Escort 512 replies back to the New Testament City and deliver them to each designated recipient]

[Route: Karan City → Aldor Canyon → Black Magic Forest → New Covenant City]

[Time Limit: 14 calendar days]

[Contract completion criteria: Acceptance rate exceeds 70%]

[Basic Reward: For each letter delivered, you will receive 1 random beginner-level magic spell]

[Bonus Reward: Slightly increases magical control precision and maximum mana (reward based on station distance)]

[Risk Warning: The area you are passing through has a demon activity rate as high as 90%, and there are rumors that legendary demons are lurking in it.]

I never imagined that I would be able to escape from the legendary demon's sight.

But he almost died because of his own reckless heart.

Lin Gui crawled out of the cowshed, collapsed on the ground, and picked the straw off his hair.

Thinking back on what just happened, I feel extremely scared.

Sure enough, I had been suppressing my feelings for too long.

The thrill of soaring through the sky completely released the pressure that had been building up inside me for 19 years.

He could see the enchanting sunset from the clouds, while underground, night had already fallen.

Lin Gui gazed quietly at the twinkling stars in the sky.

"Thanks, system, you saved my life."

Don't underestimate the system rewards next time!

[So, do you regret it, host?]

"Regret what?"

[You forgot, in New Testament City, you received so many unauthorized messages.]

If you refused then, wait until you set off again from the New Testament City.

[You will then gain at least 400 more basic spells...]

Indeed, as long as he randomly uses a few levitation techniques and increases his familiarity with them, Lin Gui's strength will improve significantly.

The Levitation skill is a perfect match for the Night Veil, making up for its biggest drawback: the inability to move after casting it.

Thinking about it this way, my loss is huge—more than 400 skills.

But to be honest, do I regret it?

Lin Gui chuckled and replied.

"How could I regret it? That was what I planned to do in the first place."

【...】

"Alright, let's get to work! I'm bursting with energy right now!"

After regaining some of his magic power, Lin Gui stood up.

Following the path back, I found the package that had been thrown on the ground.

Fortunately, the location was relatively remote, so the letters inside were not lost.

He pulled out a bloodstained envelope; Lin Gui remembered that the reward for the mission seemed to be...

A random special spell?

The task is simple: just give this letter to the guild leader's wife, an employee of the Adventurers' Guild.

"System, could you please explain this special magic?"

[Host, don't you also possess a special magic?]

Ah~ the same magic as Yuya Sae.

While Lin Gui became interested, he also felt somewhat uneasy.

I came into this world.

Everything he has achieved is the result of many hardships, difficulties, and failures.

His magical prowess, and his self-created magic, the Night Veil, which allowed him to hold his head high, were enough to make him proud.

He achieved it step by step.

And now it seems to have been obtained so easily...

There might be a trap inside.

With a heart full of trepidation, Lin Gui began to deliver the last letter to Karan City.

Surprisingly, nothing happened until the task was completed and the reward was credited to my account.

The troupe leader's wife knelt down and wept. The saleswoman bent down to comfort her.

The adventurers who heard the news couldn't help but lower their heads.

The death of Commander Barnard has been confirmed.

There has been no news from the other six Golden Adventurer Groups, but... no one is holding out any hope.

The once bustling adventurers' guild is now shrouded in gloom.

Lin Gui didn't feel much, since adventurers are a profession with a mortality rate of over 50%.

He had seen too much death.

This ordinary scene was broken when he stepped out the door.

I hadn't even had time to adjust to the dim outdoor light.

A squad of fully armored guards silently surrounded them, their cold metal shoulder armor gleaming in the twilight.

Their movements were perfectly synchronized, blocking all his possible escape routes, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.

The squad leader stepped forward, his face rugged and his eyes sharp as an eagle's.

His gaze swept over Lin Gui, finally settling on the bulging mail carrier's package behind him.

"Are you the messenger?"

The captain's voice was low and devoid of any emotion.

Lin Gui's heart skipped a beat, but he maintained his composure on the surface.

"It's me. What can I do for you?"

"We have received a report that you are connected to the last letter from Barnard, the leader of the Golden Adventurers."

The captain's words were clear and cold.

"The entire group, along with its six supporting teams, has been confirmed wiped out deep within the Black Forest; there were no survivors."

He paused, his gaze sharpening further.

"However, according to several residents, you have recently been seen traveling with a silver-haired, red-eyed half-demon, and you appear to have a close relationship with him."

"And coincidentally, that half-demon was... the sole survivor of this incident."

The air around him seemed to freeze.

The captain took a step forward, his hand on the hilt of his sword, his voice lower but more threatening.

"Now, please explain why you were the one who delivered the suicide note of the fallen regimental commander?"

"And why did you become acquainted with the sole survivor?"

"What...what is your connection to the destruction of the adventurer's group?"

Before Lin Gui could respond to the guard's questioning, the oppressive atmosphere around him was suddenly ignited.

"A half-demon...it's that 'Crimson Thorn' Shia?!"

A burly adventurer who was watching suddenly slammed his fist on the wooden table next to him, knocking over a beer glass and spilling beer.

"I knew she was acting strange after that mission!"

"Commander Barnard and his entire army were wiped out, so why is she the only one who survived?"

Another archer with a scar on his face spoke in a shrill voice, full of undisguised suspicion and anger.

"And he was even hanging out with a messenger of unknown origin!"

"I've heard that betrayal flows in the blood of half-demons!"

"Who knows, maybe she and this guy colluded to lure the commander and the others into a trap!"

The malicious speculation and accumulated grief suddenly found an outlet.

All the doubtful, angry, and puzzled gazes were like tangible blades, all fixed on Lin Gui.

The solemn atmosphere at the entrance of the Adventurers' Guild suddenly turned sinister.

Several impulsive adventurers even instinctively gripped their weapon handles and slowly gathered around.

Together with the guards, they formed a second, more unstable encirclement.

In the distance, the regimental commander's wife, who had received the suicide note, also looked on with suspicion.

The captain of the guards frowned, seemingly trying to maintain order.

But the overwhelming emotions in the crowd made him choose to remain silent for the time being.

They simply kept a closer watch on the forest ghost, who was at the center of the storm.

He faced escalating hostility and accusations that threatened to engulf him.

Lin Gui's face darkened completely.

He ignored the spittle that was practically flying into his face and the malicious stares.

He suddenly looked up, his gaze fixed on the head guard captain.

The sound drowned out the cacophony, so cold it remained completely unmoved.

"Let's put all that nonsense aside for now."

"Tell me, Shia, where is she now? How is she?"

His question surprised everyone.

There was no explanation, no panic.

His focus was surprisingly on the half-demon who was being condemned by everyone.