Hello, is this a letter addressed to Demon Fortress?

Morpheus knocked on the door so loudly that the surrounding residents heard it and looked over out of curiosity.

However, there was no response for a long time.

Morpheus's heart sank slowly, filled with doubt.

The location of all warriors in Avalon who possess energy or magical fluctuations can be roughly sensed by the central Demon King Pillar.

This is why he chose to visit at this time after confirming that Lin Gui and the other two were still inside the post office.

Moreover, the post office was very close to his residence.

It was so close that he could even see directly from his own window into the windows on the second floor of the post office.

When he arrived, he saw Eve reading a book on the counter inside the window.

However, at this moment, the museum was deathly silent.

The feedback from the magic was also vague, as if part of it was obscured by some gentle yet resilient force.

The anxiety of time running out gripped his heart like cold vines.

Lord Guxin's premonition that he was in imminent danger overwhelmed basic etiquette.

"Excuse me."

He muttered something under his breath and exerted force with his hand.

With a soft "click," the door lock was shaken open.

Morpheus pushed open the door and entered.

Is anyone there?

He raised his voice and asked, without stopping.

His gaze quickly swept over the empty first-floor sales area.

unmanned.

He strode up to the second floor, shouting as he pushed open the doors to several bedrooms.

The bed was neatly made, and there was no one there.

There was nobody there.

Morpheus's blood-red eyes narrowed slightly.

He carefully released the demonic energy within his body, sensing the presence of other beings throughout the post office.

The construction of the post office was carried out with his approval, and he had a clear idea of ​​its layout.

His demonic energy gradually seeped in, finally stopping abruptly in the basement.

There was something that hindered his investigation.

A sense of vigilance mixed with a deeper suspicion rose within him.

Unlike the other residents, Morpheus maintained the highest level of vigilance towards this group.

This vigilance stemmed from the very beginning, when the plan was to allow residents to come into contact with Lin Gui and his two companions.

He clearly remembered that no one had removed the power-locking handcuffs from those three people.

But when he thought of this, he planned to secretly send someone to untie them.

When they met again, they discovered that the handcuffs that had bound them were gone.

Those energy-blocking handcuffs were engraved with a complex array of runes inside, combining the dwarves' precision forging with the demons' runic skills.

It not only strongly suppresses the wearer's energy flow, but its locking structure is also exceptionally complex.

Conventional lock picking, magic unlocking, and even violent destruction will trigger the internal countermeasures.

The most direct "key" is in the hands of the core guards of the city lord's mansion.

And the way to break free from it...

Alternatively, you can open it with the corresponding, unique magic key.

Alternatively, it could be destroyed from the outside through sheer violence, far exceeding the limits of shackle design.

Morpheus asked himself, even if it were himself...

Without using the city lord's authority to access the "key".

They couldn't remove the handcuffs either.

But none of the three of them were weak warriors whose strength reached the legendary level, yet they still managed to do it.

Morpheus had no idea what methods the other party had used.

But he knew that the other party was definitely not as simple as he imagined, as they appeared on the outside.

Following the guidance of the demonic energy, his gaze finally fell on the inconspicuous wooden door leading to the basement.

The aura around him gradually became deep and sharp.

He concealed all his footsteps, as if blending into the shadows, and silently approached the door.

Morpheus's footsteps were extremely light, barely making a sound as he stepped on the wooden stairs leading to the basement.

Only the faintest creaking sound, almost drowned out by its own heartbeat, was exceptionally clear in the silence.

The further down he went, the more his malicious speculations surged.

What were the three of them up to, secretly gathering in this secluded spot, avoiding being seen?

Can you draw a magic circle to summon demons?

Establish a coordinate system that can penetrate the Demon King Pillar barrier, thus revealing Avalon's exact location to the outside world.

Or... are they plotting something else that could destroy this city?

Thinking of this, Morpheus's face darkened to the point of being almost dripping with water.

Avalon is more than just a city.

It is a sanctuary that Lord Guxin built for all the abandoned.

It was the home that Morpheus was willing to give everything to protect.

He felt a deep love and responsibility for every tree and every resident here.

Anyone who tries to destroy all of this...

He absolutely, absolutely will not let it go.

This cold resolve reached its peak when he reached the last wooden door to the basement.

However, what peeked through the crack in the door was not the darkness or evil aura that one had expected.

Instead, it was a pure, gentle, yet incredibly resilient wave of luminous magic.

It is a barrier of light.

Moreover, its strength is not low.

A person capable of performing this level of light magic...

Saints of the Church of Light!

Morpheus's pupils suddenly contracted.

The Church of Light.

Those hypocrites who smear the demon race while using half-demons to endorse their own righteous beliefs!

They are the enemy!

His face instantly contorted into a ferocious expression, and he quickly locked onto his target in his mind.

Shea is a half-demon, with demonic energy flowing through her body, making it impossible for her to master pure light magic.

He had personally witnessed the priest named Eve using dark healing magic.

Based on the common sense that magic repels each other, it is almost impossible for her to be proficient in such a strong light barrier at the same time.

The opponent's strength has reached the extraordinary level.

So, only one person is left.

That human male mage who could levitate—someone he hadn't paid much attention to.

Lin Gui.

Morpheus's heart sank.

The level of this barrier requires at least a transcendent level of precise control over the magic of light.

Lin Gui's publicly displayed strength was only that of a high-level mage.

Therefore, there is only one possibility.

He concealed his true strength.

To be able to perfectly conceal one's own energy fluctuations, disguising one's strength to such an extent...

This requires an incredible level of control over one's own power.

Epic? Or... even higher?

The thought of this possibility sent a cold sweat breaking out on the back of Morpheus's neck.

Perhaps, there is no such thing as the "Shadow Robe" artifact at all.

He relied on his hidden true strength to traverse the Howling Corridor.

If the opponent truly possesses the strength of an epic-level assassin like Shadow Blade Lin...

If you barge in rashly, you may not only fail to catch the person, but you may also alert them and even cause an uncontrollable conflict.

Just as Morpheus was caught in a dilemma.

Inside the door, some... eerie sounds and conversations could be faintly heard.

Morpheus was startled, instinctively holding his breath and pressing his ear close to the rough wooden door.

The sound was muffled and intermittent, but certain words penetrated the ear with unusual clarity:

"...Won't the rope be too tight?"

"...No, according to the records, the key to this method is fixing the joints... Hmm, it needs to be crossed here..."

"...A rope? What, what are you going to do with that?"

"The nun seemed to say that his male companion really liked him using this."

"...Then...where are your feet?"

"I think I've seen this in a book before... I remember it was called something like, The Princess's Handsome Knights."

"...Hmm, let me think, the nun didn't seem to have explained it in detail either, but she's very experienced... Doing what she says should be fine."

"After all, she was eventually found out she was pregnant, and because of that, she was sentenced to exile."

"Since she was able to get pregnant, then what she said about her interactions with her male partner should be reliable."

"And, I used to pray during my internship."

"I've also heard some rude people say they want their female partners to step on them, and they get excited about it, which leads to distressed prayers."

"Um, may I ask how you finally resolved it?"

"Well, he wasn't specifically targeted by the Church of Light, so according to the rules, they just told him to follow his heart and that the Goddess of Light would bless him, and that was it."

"......"

During the conversation, one voice carried a mixture of curiosity and eager excitement.

The other voice was serious and methodical, as if it were solemnly recalling something related to that nun.

Outside.

Morpheus's body, pressed against the door, froze completely.

His blood-red eyes were filled with utter bewilderment and... eeriness.

Tortoise shell binding? Whip? Foot stomp? Nun?

What are these...evil words?

Morpheus pressed himself against the door, his blood-red eyes filled with utter bewilderment.

He understood each word, but the meaning of their combination was completely beyond his comprehension.

Why... does this feel like a... twisted game between some absurd nobles?

Rather, it is not an evil plot to destroy everything.

After careful consideration.

He took a deep breath and gently placed his hand on the cold doorknob.

Then, slowly push it inwards.

The dim light of the magic lamp, mixed with the lingering glow of the pure light barrier that had not yet completely dissipated, flowed out from the crack in the door.

It illuminated the interior.

Morpheus stood in the doorway.

The instant you see the scene before you.

He was completely...

I was stunned.

Bed.

Lin Gui was wearing a white nightgown.

It was firmly fixed to the bed board in a complicated knotting method.

His cheeks were still red and swollen, clearly indicating that he was still unconscious.

And by the bed.

Shea was barefoot, one foot lightly resting on Lin Gui's chest, the other dangling in mid-air, seemingly hesitating about where to place her next.

Her silver hair was slightly disheveled, and her blood-red eyes held a mixture of confusion, curiosity, and a... eerie excitement.

The rope made of twisted bed sheet is waving its right hand.

A little to the side.

Eve leaned forward slightly, placing her hands on her knees.

Her purple eyes were fixed intently on Lin Gui's physical reactions.

Or rather, there was no response at all.

Her expression conveyed a seriousness and earnestness akin to an academic discussion.

It's as if they're validating some major theory.

The air was eerily quiet.

Only the faint crackling sound of the magic lamp wick burning could be heard.

Morpheus's gaze.

Lin Gui was tied up in bed.

Move to Shia, who was waving her arms and stepping on him.

Then move to the side to Eve, who is "observing" with a serious expression.

His brain felt as if it had been struck head-on by the most powerful mental shock magic.

Blank.

All the speculation about conspiracies, divine artifacts, and hidden strength.

All the taut killing intent and the determination to protect.

At this moment.

I was overwhelmed by this absurd, bizarre, and completely incomprehensible scene...

The impact shattered everything, and the debris vanished without a trace.

This extremely bizarre scene caused Morpheus's blood-red pupils to contract sharply.

He shrugged unconsciously and somewhat stiffly.

It was as if they wanted to shake off the overwhelming sense of absurdity.

A question, completely out of control, was squeezed out of his throat, his voice dry:

"What...are you doing?"

The moment the words fell.

The air in the basement seemed completely frozen.

The look of confusion and anticipation on Shia's face froze instantly.

He turned his head sharply and looked at Morpheus, who was standing dumbfounded at the door.

Immediately, the blood spread from her neck to the tips of her ears at a visible speed.

She swiftly pulled her foot off Lin Gui.

Barefoot on the cold ground, I felt helpless.

Eve slowly straightened up.

She turned her head and looked at Morpheus standing in the doorway.

That face always carried a holy tranquility or a gentle smile.

A distinct, icy chill pervaded the air at that moment.

A sharp glint flashed in his purple eyes.

Ten minutes later.

On the first floor of the post office, next to a simple wooden table in front of the counter where customers can rest.

The atmosphere remained strange.

Morpheus sat in a chair, a lingering sense of bewilderment on his face.

Shea lowered her head, her silver hair falling down.

She almost buried her face in her chest, her ears were bright red, and her fingers unconsciously twisted the hem of her clothes.

Morpheus's sudden intrusion and his blunt question clearly indicated his involvement.

Let her fully wake up from that strange state of "excitement".

A sense of shame belatedly surged over me.

Shea definitely knows what kind of "foreplay" Eve provides!

Eve sat opposite her, her face cold.

His gaze was like a tangible ice needle, piercing Morpheus.

She was very, very angry about Morpheus's actions.

She looked at Morpheus with eyes as sharp as needles.

"Lord Morpheus," her voice was calm, but carried a clear hint of anger.

"Unauthorized entry into someone else's residence is already impolite."

"Moreover, this is under such special circumstances regarding the man and woman giving birth."

Her tone hardened, carrying a protective accusation:

"If you had arrived even a moment later..."

"Won't your recklessness tarnish Shia's innocence and reputation?"

Under her piercing gaze and silent condemnation.

Even with Morpheus's resolute will, a hint of embarrassment and shame flashed across his face.

He coughed lightly, trying to regain his authority: "I..."

"etc."

He suddenly realized.

Catching a key word in Eve's words, his blood-red eyes widened slightly.

"Having a baby???"

Eve raised her chin slightly, her tone carrying an undeniable air of righteousness:

"Otherwise what?"

"Are we joking or something?"

Morpheus: "..."

He opened his mouth, but no sound came out for a long time.

Shia was so embarrassed she wanted to crawl under the table.

She tugged at Eve's sleeve quietly, her voice barely audible.

"Eve...please, please stop..."

Finally, through Morpheus's roundabout and cautious questioning and piecing things together...

He finally understood the cause and effect of the matter.

From why Shia kidnapped people, to why she sought help, and then to the source of Eve's "unique" "guidance"...

In a short time.

Morpheus's usually cold and hard face now displayed an expression that was indescribably complex.

He wanted to complain, but didn't know where to begin.

He wanted to rub his forehead, but felt it would damage his image.

In order to keep the young mage who might leave by his side, he knocked him unconscious, intending to force the issue.

As a result, not knowing how to perform the "critical steps" on a comatose person, they asked a friend for help.

This innocent friend, guided by completely misguided "knowledge," led the process astray into "Queen Play"...

As for the light barrier that made him feel so threatened... it was only to prevent people from escaping.

There was a long, long silence.

Morpheus finally found his voice, his tone carrying a deep sense of powerlessness:

"If there's a chance..."

"I'll have some elderly, experienced grandmothers from the city give you... a proper sex education lesson."

Upon hearing this, Eve frowned slightly, her purple eyes revealing clear confusion:

"Hmm? Could it be... that was foreplay before childbirth?"

Morpheus: "..."

He fell into a long silence once again.

His blood-red eyes glanced at the ceiling, then at the floor.

Finally, he raised his hand and vigorously wiped his face, his voice muffled:

"I guess... you could say that..."

"Never mind... I don't know either."

He decisively abandoned the possibility of delving deeper into this bizarre topic.

He forcefully steered the conversation back on track, his tone still carrying a strange, incredulous quality:

"Speaking of which..."

"To make you... uh, beautiful women, resort to such... 'unique' methods."

"It seems that little mage is indeed...extraordinarily charming."

Hearing others praise Lin Gui, Xia instantly forgot her shame.

She abruptly raised her head, her bloodshot eyes gleaming with undisguised pride:

"That's right!"

"Besides me, there's another princess of the empire who still can't forget him!"

"It was she who gave me the power to force myself on him... cough, cough cough!"

She realized her slip of the tongue halfway through her sentence, quickly covered her mouth and coughed, forcibly changing the subject:

"S-Anyway! Lord Morpheus, is there something you need?"

Morpheus's lips twitched again as he watched her attempt to cover up her blunder.

He waved his hand, his tone regaining some of its seriousness, but the strangeness in his eyes still lingered:

"My matter... let's talk about it after that little mage you 'forced' wakes up."

"He's the one I'm looking for."