Hello, is this a letter addressed to Demon Fortress?

Lin Gui originally planned to stay here for a day or two.

To test the lasting effects of the awakening technique.

But in actual testing, the effect was much stronger than expected.

The dense fog actually made me feel incredibly energetic.

In this way, there's no need to waste time.

After a quick packing and tidying up,

Lin Gui led the two girls back to Bounty City.

This time, Lin Gui was driving, under the supervision of two girls who peeked out from over his shoulders.

This time, Lin Gui didn't speed, but drove normally.

In less than an hour, the hazy outline of the wooden city wall appeared on the horizon.

It was dusk when they returned to the bounty city.

The setting sun cast long shadows across the simple wooden wall.

The three of them had just passed through the city gate when they headed straight for the Oak Barrel Inn.

Push open the creaking wooden door of the Oak Barrel Hotel.

In the dimly lit living room, the fireplace flame flickered.

As darkness fell, the shop owner, who should have been standing at the counter serving customers, was trembling for some reason.

Following the boss's gaze, Lin Gui looked over.

Three people were sitting on a worn-out sofa in the corner.

The clothing of the person in the middle immediately caught the attention of Lin Gui and his two companions.

The man was dressed in dark brown hunting attire, looking travel-worn.

The crossbow at his waist gleamed coldly, its silver bolts arranged in neat rows.

The brim of the hat was pulled down low, revealing only the hard lines of his chin.

This is a classic outfit.

In an instant, Shia recognized the other person's identity and stopped abruptly in her tracks.

His body tensed instantly, like a fully drawn bow.

"The Witcher!!"

Shia wanted to pull out Zacian from behind her.

The figure on the sofa moved.

He didn't even look up.

He simply raised his right hand slightly.

A beam of silver light suddenly shot out, so fast it tore through the air.

Shea didn't even have time to draw her bow.

A silver crossbow bolt whizzed past her ear.

With a "ding," it pierced through the wooden wall behind her.

The arrow's tail trembled violently, emitting a low hum.

The entire living room fell into a deathly silence.

Shia's hand, which was drawing the bow, froze, her eyes filled with horror.

That arrow just now...

She couldn't even see the trajectory clearly.

Fast, too fast, much faster than Ghosn, a legendary archer.

The Witcher Cass slowly raised his head.

Beneath the brim of the hat, a pair of gray-blue eyes looked over.

His eyes were cold and sharp, like a knife that had been quenched with blood.

The Witcher stared intently at Shia, seemingly able to see through all her disguises.

Including his previously hidden identity.

The girl beside her also recognized Shia's identity and quietly raised her arm to aim the crossbow.

He was immediately overshadowed by Cass.

He looked again at Lin Gui and the other two, who had instantly gone on high alert.

His voice was deep and his speech was slow:

"I'm not here to cause trouble."

"I'm just here to buy medicine."

"Buy the potions you got from Blackbeard."

As he spoke, he slowly stood up.

In front of a room full of people, he took off the crossbow from his waist.

He gently placed the row of silver crossbow bolts on the wooden floor at his feet.

Next was the short blade behind his waist and the dagger on his leg.

One by one, they were all removed.

Finally, he spread his arms to indicate that he was unarmed.

Lin Gui and Xia exchanged a glance.

They both saw the same doubt and wariness in each other's eyes.

The opponent just raised his hand and fired an arrow, clearly recognizing Shia's identity.

This is not surprising; recognizing demonic energy is a core skill of the Witcher profession.

But the other party recognized him and has now stopped.

However, this differs from the goals of the Witcher profession.

Witcher – A person who hunts demons.

Lin Gui narrowed his eyes, took half a step forward, and tentatively asked.

"Was it Blackbeard who recommended you?"

Cass nodded:

"You are the friend he needs to take care of."

"And I... am also considered his friend."

Lin Gui was silent for a moment, then asked:

"Which faction of witchers are you?"

That's a direct question, and even a bit offensive.

If it were someone of the same rank as Blackbeard, it would be fine.

But the ones asking the questions were all high-ranking mages.

High-level... He wouldn't be considered a master in any major city-state.

And the legend...

In the capital of Carter, it was considered a pillar of the nation.

Even in the central city-state, he was considered a big shot.

How dare such a nobody question me in this way?

The young boy next to Cass, Malone, frowned and took half a step forward.

They wanted to teach this "arrogant" mage a lesson.

But her older sister Rosa grabbed her arm and gently shook her head.

Cass's gaze swept over Lin Gui, then fell on Shia, who looked on high alert, and Eve, who remained calm, behind him.

Two are of lower-level extraordinary rank, and one is of higher-level high rank.

Of the three, the young mage in front of them was clearly the leader.

He looked into Lin Gui's fearless black eyes and remained silent for a moment.

Then he replied in a deep voice:

"Traditionalists"

Hearing this, Lin Gui relaxed a little.

He asked this question because the Witcher faction is divided into two groups.

One faction is the "Demon Extermination Faction," which vows to exterminate all beings associated with the demon race.

Those like the Demon-Slaying Knights within the Holy Church, and the Inspectors who will soon begin their purge, fall into this category.

While the "traditionalists" also hunted demons, they weren't as fanatical.

They only hunt demons within their target area.

Legend has it that their skills were even taught by demons themselves.

Teach them how to hunt other demons.

Therefore, traditional witchers do not have such an absolute view of demons.

Shea, a half-demon who ascended to the demon race halfway through her life, is unlikely to be his target.

Otherwise, the needle wouldn't have only pierced Shia's cheek.

But Lin Gui did not let his guard down.

He extended his hand to Cass first, introducing himself with a smile:

"I am Lin Gui."

"Actually, I'm not really a friend of Boss Blackbeard."

"He only took care of me because of the orders of the Lord of Fortress of Shield City."

Upon hearing the words "Fortress Lord".

Rosa and Malen, who were sitting next to Cass, looked up at the same time.

The two men couldn't hide their surprise, and their eyes revealed obvious suspicion.

Fortress Master Balin Heavyhammer is an epic-level powerhouse.

A very important figure among the dwarves.

Such an existence would exist for a high-ranking human mage.

Did he specifically instruct a legendary dwarf to "take care" of him?

If Lin Gui were a dwarf, even just an ordinary dwarf warrior.

They might still be able to believe it, albeit with a sliver of hope.

But the person in front of me is clearly a human.

Young, simply dressed, even somewhat down on his luck.

Malen's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something.

But when her sister Rosa gently tugged at the corner of her clothes, she shut her mouth again.

But the suspicious gaze remained fixed on Lin Gui.

Cass gave Lin Gui a deep look with his grey-blue eyes.

He didn't shake the outstretched hand, but simply nodded and said casually.

"Cass".

Lin Gui didn't mind the other party's attitude.

My abilities are indeed not up to par.

Being able to have an equal dialogue with the dwarven high command is achieved through a series of interconnected personal relationships.

The care and attention he received for helping the Shi Xin family deliver their family letters.

The respect he earned by being able to speak with Captain Freya was due to his superb levitation skills.

Apart from that, he was just an ordinary high-level mage.

A wandering mage who couldn't even obtain the right to stay in the City of a Thousand Towers.

It's impossible to win the true respect of a legendary powerhouse.

But Lin Gui had already achieved his goal.

He took the initiative to introduce himself, firstly to ease the atmosphere.

Secondly, it was to invoke the banner of the Fortress Master to intimidate the Witcher in front of them.

At least let the other party know that although you are weak, you have dwarves backing you.

With the Night Veil and the Levitation Technique, Lin Gui wasn't afraid of him.

If they dare to race above even epic demons, what are they afraid of a legend?

If you can't win, you can always run away.

The problem is—there's no escaping it.

Because the other party is a demon hunter, while Shia is a demon.

The dark veil could conceal her figure, but it could not conceal her demonic aura.

Lin Gui would never abandon Xia.

Therefore, we can only leverage existing trends.

Seeing that Cass didn't intend to shake hands, Lin Gui naturally withdrew his hand.

A smile spread across his face, and his tone, unlike his usual indifference, carried a hint of deliberate flattery:

"Oh, by the way, I just heard you say you came to buy medicine."

"Since it was Boss Blackbeard who sent you, Witcher..."

He paused, then his smile became more sincere:

"Money doesn't matter anymore."

How many do you need? I'll just give them to you.

Lin Gui's smooth-talking demeanor almost completely shattered his public image.

This caused Eve, who had been calm, to reveal a strange expression that she could hardly hide.

She slightly widened her eyes, her gaze sweeping back and forth across Lin Gui's face.

It was as if they were confirming whether the person in front of them had been switched.

Shea, on the other hand, had an expression that said, "It's been a long time since we last met."

She was all too familiar with this scene.

The last person to make Lin Gui show that kind of smile.

One of them was beheaded by the cowardly princess herself.

Another group, consisting of ten people who had been ignited by Lin Gui in the Black Demon Forest, had all fed demons.

She silently moved half a step closer to Eve.

In my mind, I lit a candle in advance for the legendary witcher in front of me.