Hello, is this a letter addressed to Demon Fortress?

An hour later.

The wooden door of the treehouse creaked open.

Shia was the first to come out.

She held her chin up, her silver hair cascading over her shoulders, looking languidly disheveled.

His face bore an undisguised, radiant smile of victory.

She even deliberately adjusted her walking posture, adding a very subtle, seemingly uncomfortable pause.

Although that pain was a negligible sensation for someone with the extraordinary ranger physique.

But at this moment, she needs this "evidence".

"Hmph~"

She tossed her loose silver hair back with a graceful movement, then waved her hand with a bold gesture:

"It's my treat tonight!"

"Let's go have a meal at the most 'expensive' restaurant in Avalon!!"

Lin Gui followed her out.

His clothes were slightly disheveled, and his expression was complex, as if he felt helpless, yet also calm after resigning himself to his fate.

He rubbed his temples:

"Avalon has no restaurants. Gold coins can't be spent."

"Alright... are you 'satisfied' now?"

"I should pack my things and leave with Eve."

Shea nodded in satisfaction, her smile as bright as the midday sun.

She walked to Lin Gui's side, took his arm very naturally, and snuggled close to him.

Lin Gui's body stiffened slightly, but he ultimately did not push him away.

Eve stood a few steps away, watching this scene with a gentle, genuine smile on her face.

She knew that this kind of thing was nothing in the morally corrupt city-state of today.

Premarital sex was even considered normal in some aristocratic circles, and prostitution was widespread.

But for elves...

This almost means... a lifetime of commitment and recognition.

This is also why, in fairy tales, the kind of love that seems to be one of unwavering devotion is often portrayed by elves.

That is why Shia's joy at this moment is so pure and radiant.

And Mr. Lin Gui...

He seemed to tacitly accept this weight.

Eve's gaze fell on Lin Gui's hand, which had been hanging by his side but was now slightly raised as if he wanted to wrap his arms around Xia's waist.

Finally, the hand hesitated for a moment, then gently landed on Shia's shoulder.

It was light, yet firm.

Eve still had a smile on her lips.

In that instant, she seemed to clearly sense it.

It felt as if I was standing outside a warm yet invisible halo.

They're the ones in the industry.

Outside the entertainment industry, that's her.

She gently shook her head, dispelling the fleeting sense of alienation.

That's fine.

She looked down at the tranquil street scene below Avalon.

Having witnessed all of this along the way, it's already a wonderful thing.

The staff took flight again.

Shea and Winnie waved goodbye.

Lin Gui then carried them into the sky above Avalon.

Ahead, Shia, sitting on an oak staff, was whispering incessantly in the Forest Ghost's ear.

She looked just like a wife seeing her husband off on a long journey:

Please be careful on the road!

"Don't forget me! Think of me every day... no, every three days!"

"Also, don't you dare mess with bad girls! At the very least... they have to be good girls like Eve!"

"What if... what if you really do have another girl in the future..."

She paused, her voice lower, yet carrying a strange, almost domineering seriousness:

"Remember to tell them to call me 'older sister'!"

"I'm the first one!"

"I am the biggest!"

As Lin Gui listened to this series of absurd yet warm ramblings, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly involuntarily.

Aren't elves supposed to be the most loyal race in love? Why does Shia seem to want her to have more affairs?

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to refute something.

But in the end, it turned into a very soft, indulgent sigh.

Then, as if remembering something, he turned his head and looked at Shia, who was standing very close to him.

A slightly mocking smile curved his lips as he asked softly:

"What if it's a girl like Elvia?"

moment.

Shia's mouth, which was still babbling on and on, seemed to be pinched shut by an invisible hand.

"Forehead……"

She blinked her bloodshot eyes, her expression quickly shifting from "the victor's admonition" to a subtle, awkward embarrassment of being outmaneuvered.

There was a few seconds of silence.

She pursed her lips, her gaze drifting elsewhere, her voice a little muffled, yet carrying an unyielding resolve:

"she……"

"If you really want her."

"She can only go after Eve!"

The voice just fell.

Eve, who had been listening quietly from behind, finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The laughter was soft and gentle, like a forest stream hitting pebbles.

Her purple eyes curved upwards, filled with understanding, helplessness, and a faint, warm teasing.

The staff landed gently at the post office entrance.

Xia jumped down first, her cheeks slightly flushed, and quickly pushed open the door to run upstairs to pack her things.

Eve walked to the counter and picked up the book she had been reading frequently these days.

Lin Gui followed, his gaze falling on the cover—

The Overbearing Dragon's Little Darling...

His lips twitched involuntarily as he looked at the book titled "The Culprit".

Eve noticed his gaze, smiled slyly, and waved the book in her hand:

"Aren't you curious about what story this is about...?"

"Could it make Shia do something like that to you?"

Lin Gui shook his head helplessly:

"The book is just a shadow."

"The real culprit..."

He paused, his tone resolute.

"It's someone who's currently enjoying a life of luxury in the capital."

He was so certain because of what happened in the treehouse just now...

Shea used aphrodisiac powder.

That's right, it's the same kind that Elvia bought at the hotel.

When Lin Gui left the capital, Elvia gave him a letter, instructing him to pass it on to Shia, and specifically emphasized that he "must not peek at it."

Looking back now...

That letter probably contained more than just "farewell"; it also included "props."

That guy Elvia must have played the role of "strategist" in the letter.

Lin Gui was speechless.

But what's done is done.

No matter what, it can't be changed.

Eve, standing to the side, asked softly with a hint of curiosity:

"I'm very curious..."

Why were you so reluctant to have a relationship with Shia before?

"Don't you like her?"

Lin Gui was silent for a moment, then spoke.

"When I was all alone."

Only then will you have the courage to risk your life, the courage to kick powerful enemies down to hell together, and the courage to die together.

"And then there are things to care about..."

He paused.

"That creates a weakness."

Eve looked at him:

"Are those people... really worth doing this for?"

"Aren't you just... a passerby on your way to the magical city?"

Lin Gui naturally knew who Eve was referring to.

It seems Eve only knows a little, but doesn't really understand.

What exactly happened during Lin Gui's trip to the magical city, also known as the City of a Thousand Towers?

Looking back on those years.

Lin Gui was silent for a moment, then looked up at Eve.

"Back then, I was only at the intermediate level, and I never thought I could actually reach the magical city."

"I was... there to die."

His voice was calm.

It was as if they were talking about someone else's affairs.

At that time, he had just gained power and naively believed that he could change the injustice before him.

He once helped a vendor who was being bullied by a nobleman, only to have the nobleman turn around and throw dirty water on him for a bag of silver coins, mocking his naiveté.

He saved a homeless child who was on the verge of death, but after the child recovered, he and other older children stole all of his remaining dry food.

Basic magic is harmless and no different from ordinary magic.

Every time I offered a helping hand, I received no gratitude in return.

It's a crueler betrayal, a greedy act of sucking his blood, only to bite back after he's had his fill.

His sense of morality, his kindness, and all his positive emotions were trampled on like roadside weeds.

In this world, kindness and foolishness are openly equated.

Those things, however, are like a dull knife.

One moment, one moment.

It completely shattered the last bit of warmth in his heart.

Until he embarked on a journey to the magical city to seek his death.

"They... saved me."

"They gave me one, so I can continue in this rotten world..."

"A reason to live."

"so......."

Lin Gui's eyes were icy, even though he hadn't done anything.

Eve could feel the chill emanating from him.

"Give me the chance, I will condemn everyone who caused that disaster..."

"Step on their heads and let them fall down themselves, to feel the despair of the bottom."

"Let them live in agony until the moment they seek death."

"This also includes... the Pope of the Church of Light."

"Saint Leonard VII"

Eve's purple eyes widened slightly, a hint of manic excitement surfacing before her.

She smiled and leaned close to Lin Gui's ear.

Her eyes were filled with adoration as she spoke softly.

"If you can, after you step on that old bastard, let me step on him too."

Lin Gui smiled. He had known all along that this saintess was not as holy as she seemed.

Even, insane.

Lin Gui nodded, then said no more.

He turned and walked towards the counter, intending to do a final check to see if anything had been left behind.

Just then.

His gaze froze.

There was a letter on the counter, I don't know when.

A thin letter.

Seven polished copper coins were neatly pressed down underneath.

During the time he was away looking for Shia...

People are still coming to mail letters?

Lin Gui stepped forward and reached out to pick up the letter to see who the sender was.

My fingertips just touched the rough envelope.

【Ding! 】

The system notification sounded in my mind without warning.

Clear, explicit.

[Special commission has been triggered.]

[Content: Deliver Moro Troy's letter to the recipient.]

[Route: Avalon → Wailing Corridor → Blackwater.]

[Timeframe: Seven calendar days.]

[Reward: 1 Long-Distance Random Space Teleportation Scroll.]

Lin Gui's finger stopped in mid-air.

I never expected that a special request would be triggered on the eve of my departure.