Hello, is this a letter addressed to Demon Fortress?

Ultimately, Lin Gui's "Avalon Post Office" only officially accepted one letter on its opening day.

That's right, for the entire morning.

Lin Gui only accepted the letter Kyle had just sent.

The entrance was packed with people, but more than 90% of them were just there to watch the spectacle.

Of the remaining ten percent, some people did indeed want to send letters.

Unfortunately, Lin Gui politely declined all of them.

The reason for refusing to accept it is simple.

Some letters had destinations that were simply too far away.

The nearest one also has to go to Dawn City in the center of the mainland.

The furthest ones even cross the entire continent, reaching the frigid far north.

Even more outrageous, a sea creature with transparent fins on its ears timidly handed over a letter.

The mailing address was on a remote island in the East China Sea that was almost unknown to anyone.

Lin Gui stared in surprise at the other's slightly dry scales outside the water.

Avalon... they even have sea creatures?

Could this tiny city-state have gathered all the races of the continent of Akara?

As for the other letters that were never sent...

That's because of the contents of the letter.

For example, a letter with an extremely "rich" vocabulary "greeted" the family genealogy of a city-state's prison warden.

The sarcasm in those words made Lin Gui wonder if the other person was actually from his hometown.

【Dear Duke Carlos】

I've heard that your family genealogy traces back three generations to a history of consanguineous marriage. Is this true?

[Note: Your youngest son's face is strikingly similar to the groom's; it is recommended that this be verified.]

The other letter used sharp satire to depict the various ugly behaviors of a censor beneath his sanctimonious facade.

There was another letter, which was simply a "public condemnation" to a certain nobleman, burning with years of suppressed anger between the lines.

Through these undelivered letters, Lin Gui gained a clearer understanding of the composition of Avalon's inhabitants.

Many of those gathered here are "marginalized people" who have been rejected, expelled, or even wrongfully convicted by the outside world.

Actually, Lin Gui secretly wanted to send these letters.

I want to see what interesting expressions those people will make after seeing this content.

pity.

If he really wanted to open post offices all over the mainland and establish a long-term, stable mail delivery network.

It would be impossible for them to accept these "dangerous commissions" that would obviously offend those in power or even invite retaliation.

After filtering out letters that were emotionally charged or had outlandish destinations.

In the end, only thirteen letters were delivered, barely meeting Lin Gui's delivery standards.

Thirteen letters.

This quantity is not even a fraction of the amount commissioned to the city of Jardim Shield.

Not to mention the thousands of letters sent by the Carter King.

However, Lin Gui didn't care.

As long as you meet the system's minimum signing requirements, you can receive a magic reward.

Moreover, the destinations of these thirteen letters were all distributed in the city-states along his return journey.

It's not too much of a detour.

The following week.

Lin Gui was open for business at the post office almost every day.

The number of people coming to write letters or inquire decreased day by day.

The topic of the "post office" still circulates among the residents of Avalon.

But not many people would make a special trip to see the main character of the topic anymore.

Avalon gradually returned to its former tranquility.

The area in front of the Seven Copper Coins Post Office has also become deserted again.

I've been busy all week.

Lin Gui's final collection of letters totaled twenty-one.

Although the quantity is small.

However, he needed to travel to seven different city-states to deliver the goods.

Fortunately, we now have flying boats for transportation.

No need to spend months traveling like we did before.

Since no one in Avalon is delivering anymore.

Logically, Lin Gui should have ended the system's search for the letters and prepared to set off.

But he didn't.

He is waiting.

Waiting for the true lord of Avalon.

The Demon King Guxin has returned.

He wanted to see with his own eyes that the city-state's greatest pillar of security was safe before he could leave with peace of mind.

or……

When Morpheus came to him.

He led the strongmen of Avalon through the Howling Corridor to find their missing lord.

If they really wanted to go to that "Silent Rift," the strength of Lin Gui and his two companions alone would be far from sufficient.

Because what they need to deal with is probably not just the demons within the Wailing Wall.

It's more likely that it was another group of demons who made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Lin Gui had a kind of intuition.

Guxin's departure is very likely related to Jesse's group.

Meanwhile, Jesse and his group have been tracking Guxin.

Capturing the Witcher is their method for finding Gushin.

Rosa's warning during the conversation, and Roger's subsequent pursuit of her, were telling Lin Ghost something.

The Witcher Cass possesses a way to track down Gushin.

Whether Lin Gui wanted to get involved in this unknown vortex or not.

For Avalon.

To be precise, it was for Shia, who was going to live here for a long time.

Lin Gui must find Gu Xin.

Therefore, he needs the help of Morpheus and others.

Whether it's intelligence or strength.

however.

What Lin Gui never expected was...

He received no news from Morpheus or the city lord.

However, in Avalon, they encountered an unexpected crisis.

A major crisis, affecting his entire life, is looming over him.

The post office's daily operations have basically come to an end.

Lin Gui told Shea and Eve that he planned to stay in Avalon for a while longer.

I don't know if it's just my imagination.

When he announced this decision.

Shia's face was visibly beaming with joy.

And Eve...

Her gaze toward Lin Gui carried a faint, almost strange, hint of sympathy.

The days that followed were ordinary yet vibrant.

During the day, Shia often followed Winnie and several young residents, pulling along Lin Gui and Eve with her.

Within the limited area of ​​Avalon, they went around "having fun".

Help harvest the last batch of late-season berries, watch the dwarves forge iron, and listen to the old orcs tell rugged adventure stories.

Or, on a sunny afternoon, lie on a grassy slope in the center of the city and watch the clouds slowly drift across the barrier dome.

At night, after Shia and Eve had fallen asleep.

Lin Gui would quietly don a dark veil and slip out of the post office alone.

He moved like a silent shadow through the rooftops and alleyways of Avalon.

They attempted to glean any information about Guxin or the "Silent Rift" from the vicinity of high-rise residences like Morpheus.

He gained very little, but he still went every night.

Time slipped by in this rhythm of half leisure and half undercurrent, until the sixteenth day.

That night, as usual, Lin Gui returned from "scouting" outside.

He skillfully climbed up to the second floor of the post office, his fingers just touching the windowsill of his room.

The movement suddenly stopped.

A cold, sudden, and unexpected sense of crisis.

Like a venomous snake lurking in the darkness, it suddenly raises its head.

It rushed in through the crack in the window he opened.