Hello, is this a letter addressed to Demon Fortress?

Lin Gui did not believe that the information he revealed and his righteous performance would give him away.

The other person's expression did indeed show that he believed the identity of "Rogge's nephew".

Rogue, who had always lived behind a mask in the capital Carter, became unusually candid after arriving in Avalon.

During several heart-to-heart talks with close friends over drinks, he revealed a lot of personal matters.

Including his own heartbreaking nephew who was lost at a young age.

These descriptions unexpectedly coincide with Lin Gui's account.

This provides strong evidence for Lin Gui's lies.

However, even if the demon man believed in this "blood relationship,"

He finally waved and gave the order:

"Take them all away."

"Temporarily detained."

As soon as the order was given, the surrounding soldiers immediately stepped forward.

The cold weapon was once again pointed at the three of them.

In terms of both strength and numbers, the opponent is stronger than Lin Gui and his two companions.

Lin Gui was able to take Shia and Eve away.

But he didn't do that.

He was subdued by the soldiers just like that.

The soldiers put specially made shackles on them.

These shackles can effectively suppress the flow of magic and energy.

The three were then taken to an abandoned house in the city.

The house was simple, but clean enough, with a bed and a table and chairs.

The windows were reinforced with wooden strips, and soldiers were guarding the door.

This is more like house arrest than punishment.

The demon man stood at the door, his blood-red eyes fixed on Lin Gui.

"Until Lord Rogge and Lord Gusin return and confirm it themselves..."

"You must stay here."

"This is all for the safety of Avalon."

The demon man closed the door, then clicked it shut with a finely crafted magical lock.

Lin Gui peered through the crack in the door.

The lock cylinder is inlaid with multiple layers of shimmering, luminous patterns, creating a complex structure.

It is estimated that at least a high-ranking mage would be needed to unlock it without triggering an alarm.

He looked down at the black metal handcuffs on his wrists.

This thing is heavy and cold, and it also has runes inside that suppress magic.

After putting on this thing, he felt his magic output was suppressed to an extremely low level.

It's probably only enough to cast basic magic.

"Well……"

Lin Gui stared at the handcuffs for a moment.

It seems that this thing was only designed for suppression and did not have any additional alarm runes drawn on it.

Meanwhile, on the other side, in bed.

Shea sighed.

However, there wasn't much frustration in his voice.

"well……"

Who would have thought?

"On my first day in Avalon, I was arrested and imprisoned."

She shook her own handcuffed hands, her tone somewhat subtle.

It was a feeling of...relief.

If you look closely, you can even see a hint of relaxation and happiness hidden deep in her blood-red eyes.

He was clearly under house arrest.

But she finally stepped into the city.

This place only exists in dreams.

Those half-demon brethren are still alive and well outside.

They were not expelled, nor were they discriminated against.

That alone made her feel...

All the adventures and fears along the way were worth it.

Even though they had just been fiercely rejected by the residents.

But... when she thought of that forest elf, Shia's eyes lit up.

This was the second time she had felt such a strong urge.

I want to get closer, I want to understand, I want to connect with someone.

The first time was in the grass of the Black Magic Forest.

I met that wandering mage with black hair, black eyes, and a cold expression.

She tried to gather the internal energy within her body.

The shackles on his wrists remained motionless, instead exerting an even stronger suppressive force.

She helplessly lowered her hand.

"Eve, can you untangle this?"

Shea turned her head, her eyes filled with hope.

Eve shook her head with a wry smile.

Although she is considered a lower-level extraordinary mage, she leans towards healing.

Shea then looked to the other side of the room.

Lin Gui was just studying the door lock.

But now they've vanished without a trace.

She looked up and searched around.

Finally, at the attic window that wasn't completely sealed off,

I saw Lin Gui's figure.

He was peering quietly outside through the gaps in the wooden planks.

"Lin Gui! What are you doing over there?!"

Shea tilted her head back and called out softly.

Lin Gui neither turned around nor answered.

His gaze fell on the street below.

In the glow of several torches, the figures of two soldiers could be seen standing guard quietly.

They were keeping a close watch on the house, neither too close nor too far.

"It seems that the demon race..."

Lin Gui muttered to himself softly.

"They didn't really intend to imprison us."

"The tactic of claiming kinship can be quite effective."

The door was secured with a high-level magic lock, but the window was left with a crack.

Perhaps that demon man thought he was wearing energy-suppressing handcuffs.

Is there nothing more we can do?

Lin Gui's lips curled up slightly.

He glanced at the heavy black metal on his wrist, a thought flickering in his mind.

"Storage".

My wrist feels lighter.

The handcuffs, designed to suppress magic, vanished into thin air.

He stored it in his unique alternate dimension.

Then, he casually took out his oak staff from his spatial storage.

Sit down sideways.

He lowered his head and spoke in a very soft voice to Shia and Eve, who were looking up at him:

"You all stay here."

I'm going out for a bit.

The words fell.

The [gauze robe in the dark] silently covers the entire body.

He gripped his staff and slipped out through the gap in the wooden window frame like a wisp of smoke.

It silently blended into the darkness of Avalon at dawn.

In the room below.

Shea stared in disbelief at the empty window.

He lowered his head again and looked at the shackles on his wrists that remained motionless.

"He...he...he..."

She turned to Eve, her eyes wide open.

"How did he manage to unlock the handcuffs?!"

Eve was also stunned for a moment.

Then, she chuckled softly, a knowing glint in her purple eyes.

"Him..."

"It was probably used..."

"A new trick that none of us have ever seen before."

The Forest Ghost sat sideways on its oak staff, drifting through the night of Avalon.

A cool night breeze brushed against my cheek.

He felt a long-lost sense of comfort.

After mastering [Storage], he no longer needed to be distracted by managing a bunch of supplies following behind him.

Everything is safely in the alternate dimension.

You can access anything you set your mind to.

It was incredibly easy.

He lowered his altitude slightly to look down at the small town.

Avalon is indeed very small, with fewer than a thousand households.

The houses are low and densely packed, yet come in a wide variety of styles.

Next to an ordinary stone and wooden house inhabited by humans, there might be a semi-underground cave dug by goblins.

Opposite the orc's spacious hut, there might stand a treehouse meticulously built by an elf.

They have very different styles, yet they coexist in a wonderful way.

Perhaps it was the intrusion of the three of them that caused the disturbance.

Although it was the early hours of the morning, many windows in the houses were still lit.

In the dim yellow light, one could vaguely see swaying figures.

Lin Gui could almost guess what they were talking about.

The newly arrived "Demon Prince's Heir," a mysterious mage who claims to be Rogue's nephew.

He did not stop, nor did he lower his altitude to eavesdrop.

Manipulate the staff and continue steadily ascending.

The view then broadened.

The outline of the entire town became clear under the faint starlight.

Several main dirt roads extend like veins.

His gaze quickly settled on one of them.

On the road to the central region.

A tall figure with the silhouette of bat wings was walking unhurriedly.

It was that demon man.

Lin Gui no longer hesitated.

【Night Veil】Conceals one's figure and aura to the extreme.

He quietly adjusted his direction.

Like a fallen leaf swept up by the night wind.

Heading in the direction where that figure was.

It drifted past.