Hello, is this a letter addressed to Demon Fortress?

Well……

Well, how should I put it?

If Shia had said "Lin Gui and her home," instead of pulling in Eve, who was also a bit confused...

Add to that her barely concealed anxiety throughout the journey...

Lin Gui might actually believe that this is Xia's confession to him.

"How is it? Does it look good?"

Shea looked up at the camera, her eyes sparkling like a child waiting for praise.

Lin Gui's mouth was slightly open, and he paused for two seconds.

Then, with a strange expression, he said:

"Actually... you don't necessarily have to build it according to the style of human architecture."

"Post offices don't necessarily have to look like this."

"You could add some elven-style elements."

"For example, use green leaves and vines for carving decorations."

"Or we could just build an elevated treehouse, like Winnie's, so it would be easy for you to go up and down."

I visited Winnie's little, exquisite treehouse a few days ago.

It looks like it was taken directly from a fairy tale illustration.

Shea simply smiled and shook her head.

"I haven't been an elf for many years."

"I'm used to living in human houses."

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this anymore—"

She turned and pushed open the brand-new wooden door of the post office, waving inside.

"Come in quickly! I'll show you around!"

A number of curious residents had already gathered in front of the post office.

They looked around with smiles and talked in hushed tones.

Shia waved to them and said loudly:

"Please make way, everyone!"

"Remember to come and support us when the post office officially opens!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Gui sighed beside her.

"Shea," he reminded her, "a post office can't be opened in Avalon."

"The administrators here will not allow information to easily leak out."

"Putting everything else aside, the fact that so many different races in Avalon can live together harmoniously..."

"This matter itself is the biggest taboo for outsiders."

His tone was calm, yet carried a chilling realism.

"What happened to the last city-state that openly advocated 'co-governance by nobles and commoners' two years ago...?"

"Everyone on the entire continent of Akara knows this."

Lin Gui believed that Roger and Hannah, who were out in the field, couldn't possibly be unaware of the risks involved.

However, to his surprise...

Shea turned around and blinked.

"Oh, that one."

Her tone was relaxed, even a little smug.

"Don't worry, I've already consulted Lord Morpheus."

He said that as long as the content of all the letters is reviewed by them...

"This post office can be opened."

Lin Gui: "...???"

He paused for a moment, then looked at Shia: "You told them... I was a messenger?"

Shia, somewhat confused, asked in return, "Is...something that can't be said?"

"Don't you advertise your arrival in every city-state you visit?"

"I even gave them the promotional posters for the Karan Post Office."

Lin Gui opened his mouth, then fell silent for a moment.

Thinking about it carefully, it doesn't seem like a secret that needs to be kept at all costs.

If it's just a matter of reviewing the content of the letters, it seems that the risk of Avalon being exposed can indeed be avoided.

and……

Given the terrifying demonic power of the Howling Corridor,

Even the top-tier epic assassins, gritting their teeth, barely made it through, nearly dying here.

Few forces outside the region could easily cross over.

Once he understood this, Lin Gui realized that he might have been overthinking things.

So...

Can I really open a post office in Avalon?

He silently asked the system in his mind:

"System, all the letters to the target city-states have been sent out, only the return reply has not yet been delivered."

"Could I... simultaneously receive letters from Avalon residents addressed to other city-states?"

The system responded quickly, remaining calm and even:

[As long as it does not affect the host's ability to deliver the existing reply to the original recipient within the specified time limit.]

The host can decide the area and route for receiving and sending messages.

I see...

Lin Gui's eyes lit up slightly.

If we simply return the way we came, it would indeed be a bit of a "loss".

After all, by taking a slightly longer route, one can pass through more city-states.

Get more rewards.

Thinking of this, a faint light flashed in his hand.

Two maps appeared out of nowhere.

One is a detailed route map of the Blackwater Corridor.

The other map is a regional map of the border areas.

Under the curious gaze of the surrounding residents, Lin Gui spread the map out on the door panel of the post office.

With a light tap of the finger, several illusory images of thumbtacks appeared.

"Puff, puff, puff."

With a few soft sounds, the four corners of the map were firmly "nailed" to the ground.

Lin Gui bit one end of the rope with his mouth and then connected the city-states together with several nails.

[Avalon] → [Bounty City] → [Shield City] → [Blackwater Harbor] → [Twilight Fortress] → [Kingdom of Carter, Roland] → [Kalan City] → [New Testament City]

Lin Gui's skillful manipulation of basic magic drew a murmur of amazement from those around him.

Avalon is not without magicians, but the residents have never seen such a method of conjuring spells with a wave of the hand.

However, most people's attention was quickly drawn to the map itself.

Like the previous post offices, in order to attract more mail delivery,

At the post office entrance, several banners that had been prepared in Karan were unfurled.

[The Avalon branch of the 7-coin post office was established.]

[We are now accepting mail destined for the city-states marked on the map.]

[7 copper coins per item. We are not accepting in-game mail at this time; only in-game mail is accepted.]

We welcome your submissions.

Banners were unfurled, and even some letter writing formats were displayed on the wall in front of the post office.

Soon, the wooden wall was covered with posters and notices.

The surrounding residents stared in disbelief.

They assumed the name of the post office might be a slip of the pen by Shea, or a name chosen in memory of her.

But no one expected...

This is actually a post office!

The surrounding residents, recovering from their stunned silence, gradually began to discuss the matter.

"A post office...it really is a post office?"

"But this is Avalon..."

"Outside... is a corridor filled with wailing."

They spoke in hushed tones, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Post offices themselves are not unusual.

But opening a post office in Avalon?

This is as absurd as setting up a post station on a deserted island in the deep sea.

Most of the people who come to Avalon have completely severed ties with their past.

Many people even harbor hatred towards the outside world.

Some people even thought they would never have any contact with the world outside the wall again in their lives.

So for a long time, no one stepped forward, and no one entered the open wooden door.

They simply gathered at the doorway, talking in hushed tones, their eyes occasionally glancing at the maps.

But soon, the crowd began to stir.

Several young half-demons turned and ran.

"I'll go tell West Street!"

"I'll go call my father!"

Their faces wore an expression of near-excitement.

Avalon is too small and too quiet.

On ordinary days, we hear news of whose vegetable patch has a bountiful harvest, whose kids have gotten into a fight...

Even the budding attraction between young people of different races can become a topic of conversation throughout the city.

What's more, it's a novel thing that a post office capable of delivering mail has opened.

The news spread rapidly, like ripples on water.

The residents excitedly ran in all directions, spreading the news far and wide.

The area in front of the post office was temporarily empty.

Only those few maps remained, trembling slightly in the wind.

The three of them stepped inside, intending to settle into their new home at the post office in Avalon.