Hello, is this a letter addressed to Demon Fortress?

Lin Gui was very reluctant to get involved in the affairs of the Silent Rift in the north.

For him, Ghosn, now a legend, represents the limit of his abilities.

That legendary, desolate place, where even sound is swallowed up, was far beyond his capabilities.

Moreover, Shia isn't around right now.

He couldn't possibly let Eve sacrifice her life as a bargaining chip for his own dangerous endeavors.

Hannah's actions, the deep sorrow etched on her face...

They clearly told Lin Gui everything.

It seems that Guxin and Morpheus's group, who went north, have already failed.

Avalon: one epic, four legendary, and two transcendental.

Even with this lineup, they still failed.

Lin Gui didn't believe that he, as a high-ranking mage, could turn the tide.

This gap is beyond his ability to bridge.

The only thing he could do...

Perhaps it was due to the speed of the airship and their own stealth abilities.

They tried to save a few people.

To prevent a complete collapse of Avalon's top-tier combat power, which could destabilize the defense system.

This, in turn, threatens Shia's safety.

He had considered taking Shia away from Avalon.

He returned to Karan, the city where he planned to ignite the spark.

But Lin Gui didn't want to let the genuine smile of acceptance that Shia had when she was in Avalon disappear.

For Shia, a half-demon who has awakened her demonic powers, Avalon is the home she truly wants to live in.

Moreover, Karan is a runaway train.

He could crash at any moment.

He didn't want Shia to get involved in his dangerous, thorny, and conspiratorial plans.

Starting from Mirror City, Lin Gui swept through Valley Town, High Wall Town, and Silver Stream Town.

After all the wooden crates were unloaded into the corresponding city-states.

He finally turned back and returned to Blackwater City.

I originally planned to skip this and circle around the seventeen cities again.

They will bring back the souls who decided to "move and settle in Blackwater" and their loved ones.

But behind her, Eve's face was pale from the long journey, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

And with his energy nearly depleted from not sleeping for several days, a dull ache shot through his temples.

They are all telling Lin Gui:

I need to rest.

Moreover, their magic is almost exhausted.

The airship is not propelled out of thin air.

The driver needs to provide approximately 3,000 points of magic power to activate the core magic crystal.

The enormous energy stored within the crystal then powers the wind pressure cannon.

With Lin Gui's current magic reserves, he can activate it a maximum of three times.

However, he activated the wind pressure cannon as many as twelve times along the way.

Because he was continuously powered by an "Eve brand power bank".

Now, even Eve's magic is almost completely drained, and her fingertips are trembling slightly.

They have to stop and get back to normal.

The current state of depleted magic is extremely dangerous.

Even if it's just a low-level enemy...

They can all be easily dealt with.

So even when things are very urgent, they must rest.

Lin Gui had no idea that he would find the Avalonians while following Hannah's footsteps.

Because of his depleted magic, he made a wasted trip and even became a burden who needed to be rescued.

Having decided to rest, Lin Gui took control of the flying boat after returning to Blackwater City.

It slowly descended towards the post office.

Before they even reached the door, the surrounding spirits had already gathered around them.

Its translucent body shimmered with a pearly glow in the afternoon light.

A surge of passionate energy welled up within me.

"The messenger is back!"

"Was the journey smooth?"

Lin Gui nodded in agreement and was about to land.

One of the spirits suddenly remembered something and hurriedly said:

"By the way, sir, a very clever customer has come to the post office!"

"It seems... they specifically asked for you."

Lin Gui was taken aback.

An elven guest? Or a spirit?

Didn't he send all the elves of Blackwater to those three elven city-states?

How come there are still some left behind?

The spirit spoke in a strange tone:

"She... doesn't seem to be an elf from Blackwater City."

"I've been drifting around here for seventeen years and I've never seen her."

The surrounding spirits echoed in agreement:

"Yes, yes, I've never seen it either."

"If I had seen her, I would never forget her. She was so beautiful, just as stunning as the Holy Maiden."

"Even Miss Anna, that socialite from Blackwater City, couldn't compare to her."

"And that look in his eyes was like that of a high-ranking nobleman, unapproachable."

Lin Gui frowned:

"She specifically asked for me; does she want me to take her home?"

The spirits shook their heads:

"I don't know... We asked her, but she didn't answer."

Instead, they asked a lot of questions about you.

"Oh, buddy, you'll see for yourself!"

Surrounded by spirits, Lin Gui stopped the flying boat, grabbed the tired Eve's hand, and walked towards the post office door.

He raised his hand and pushed open the familiar wooden door, the one with the creaking of old hinges.

A tall, slender figure sat on a chair in front of the counter.

That was an elf.

Wearing black armor that allows for easy movement, with clean lines that outline a slender yet powerful silhouette.

The armor's surface was dull, absorbing the surrounding light.

Her hair flowed like the cold moonlight, and her skin was so pale it was almost transparent.

Her appearance was stunning, yet she was like an ice sculpture, devoid of any warmth.

A pair of indifferent eyes slightly lifted, their gaze as aloof as an eagle on an icy plain.

It was imbued with undisguised arrogance, and a hint of...

Ridicule.

She was looking at Lin Gui as he pushed open the door with a half-smile.

It was as if they had been waiting for a long time.

The moment Lin Gui's gaze met hers.

My scalp suddenly exploded, and my whole body felt like it had fallen into an ice cellar.

It's Shadow Blade Lin.

Both Lin Gui and Eve's pupils contracted simultaneously.

I realized it instantly.

The staff instantly appeared out of thin air and landed in Lin Gui's palm, its tip flashing rapidly with a faint light.

Eve's purple eyes turned cold, and an obscure syllable was about to escape her lips.

But the next second.

All movement came to an abrupt halt.

The cold, sharp edge silently pressed against their necks, the touch like the kiss of death.

Shadow Blade Lin's head slowly emerged from between their shoulders.

Strands of hair fell, brushing against Lin Gui's ear, bringing a chill that seemed inhuman.

Her arms pressed down on their necks like iron hoops, her strength precise and ruthless.

The tips of the two black short blades in his hand were firmly pressed against the ground.

A subtle, stiff tingling sensation came from the most vulnerable part of the skin of the carotid artery.

If it went in another half inch, blood would splatter on the spot.

Lin Gui didn't even see how she moved.

It was as if only a shadow had passed by, and death was already close to the skin.

Eve's chanting froze in her throat, her breath caught in her throat, and she could feel the chill from the short blade seeping into her skin.

The absolute sense of oppression froze every thought of resistance.

"Oh."

Shadow Blade Lin smiled gently.

His breath brushed against Lin Gui's ear, cold as a snake's tongue.

"Don't move."

Her voice was soft, with a playful coolness, as if she were playing an amusing game.

"Move again..."

"The blood will then bloom out like a little flower, 'poof'."