Hello, is this a letter addressed to Demon Fortress?

Elvia abruptly withdrew her hand.

I don't understand what he meant by his last words.

All she knew was that she was in danger.

The opponent was just a high-ranking low-level mage, while he was a high-ranking high-level knight.

This distance isn't a problem, but...

The perfect smile on her face vanished completely.

He took a step back, his face slightly pale, and looked around with a look of surprise and uncertainty.

Finally, my gaze settled on the entrance to the post office.

Xia had already walked out calmly without anyone noticing.

He leaned against the door frame with his arms crossed.

Those eerie, blood-red eyes stared intently at the human woman who had repeatedly leaned close to Lin Gui's ear to whisper secrets.

His face was filled with undisguised displeasure.

Elvia raised an eyebrow slightly.

She quickly suppressed the turmoil in her heart, and her face regained its impeccable elegance.

She bent slightly in the direction of Shia.

She performed impeccable etiquette, her smile flawless.

"Sorry to bother you."

After saying that, she stopped looking at anyone.

With his back straight and maintaining the demeanor befitting royalty, he turned gracefully.

I left the post office.

Until they returned to the empty and desolate city lord's mansion.

The heavy door slammed shut behind her, and the smile on her face vanished without a trace.

"call……"

She held her heaving chest, leaned against the cold door, and let out a long sigh.

The scene from the post office kept replaying in my mind.

The look in that monk's eyes.

There was no reverence, no fear, no greed.

There was only one kind of pure, unfathomable disgust.

That disgust was so cold, it even subtly gave rise to an undisguised murderous intent.

That look in her eyes was more naked and...dangerous than any of the rebel leaders she had ever faced.

Elvia suddenly grinned.

He let out a low laugh, whether it was self-mockery or a sense of absurdity.

"Heh... You were planning to threaten someone, but ended up being threatened instead?"

"Are they taking advantage of my current weakness and lack of support?"

Amidst the fear, an uncontrollable surge of anger welled up within him.

A mere wandering mage!

A high-ranking low-level mage who wouldn't even be needed in a small place like New Testament City!

How dare he!

How dare you look at me like that?!

How dare you speak to me like that?!

I am the golden lioness of the royal capital!

It is Elvia who has suppressed those sons of bitches and stubborn old ministers!

Who is he?! How dare he threaten me!

"Bang!"

Consumed by rage, she grabbed a crystal glass from the table next to her and smashed it on the ground!

Glistening shards and wine splashed everywhere.

Almost simultaneously.

A crisp "clang!" was heard.

The stained glass window beside her suddenly shattered!

An unidentified object, carrying shards of glass, shot into the room with a whooshing sound!

Elvia screamed in fright.

Almost instinctively, he rolled over and awkwardly hid under the heavy mahogany desk.

Her heart pounded, her hands and feet were ice-cold, and she trembled as she pulled a dagger from her boot.

His golden eyes were filled with fear and unease.

who is it? !

Did those bastards in the capital finally lose their temper and send assassins?!

She held her breath, trying her best to suppress her panting.

He pressed his ear tightly against the cold floor, trying to hear what was happening outside.

One second, two seconds... ten seconds...

Apart from her own heart pounding like a drum, all outside was deathly silent.

I gripped the sword hilt tightly, my palms were covered in cold sweat.

She swallowed, her throat dry and sore.

We can't wait any longer!

She gritted her teeth and, like a mother beast driven to the brink of despair, burst out from under the table!

He quickly got up.

She raised her hands, her face instantly plastered with a fawning yet terrified smile.

Her voice was soft and sweet, with a hint of crying:

"Did my dear, irresistibly charming brothers and sisters send you?"

"You're not just trying to slip out a message, are you?"

"Don't worry! I, Xiao Qi, have long since lost my right to the throne! I pose no threat to them!"

"If you're still not comfortable with this... I... I can leave right now!"

"Go somewhere you'll never see again! Like... like some rural place like New Testament City, how about that?"

"...Just like that... siblings killing each other... If our supreme father knew, he would be heartbroken..."

Her voice grew softer and softer as she spoke.

With a perfectly timed sob, her peripheral vision quickly scanned every corner of the room.

There was no sound of air being cut, no footsteps, and no assassin as expected.

There was only one brick on the floor... with a little bit of dirt on it?

Elvia's fawning expression froze on her face.

She carefully concealed her soft and pitiful appearance.

He picked up his sword from the corner, tiptoed like a cat, and moved to the broken window.

She peeked out the window.

Outside the window lies a high-end villa district that originally belonged to the aristocracy and the wealthy.

Now, with its owner gone, the place is deserted and eerily silent.

Her gaze searched carefully in the corners below the castle.

Finally, in a corner of the wall in the distance.

She saw several ragged homeless children, laughing and joking as they piled up bricks on the ground, seemingly playing some kind of game.

There were no assassins at all!

They're clearly a bunch of lawless peasants!

How dare they throw bricks at the city lord's mansion!

"You...you bunch..."

Extreme fear instantly transformed into boundless rage, burning away her reason to the point of almost evaporating!

She suddenly stood up and almost couldn't resist jumping out of the window from the fifth floor!

I must use my superior strength to give these urban parasites a good beating!

But then, a glance at that dizzying height…

She clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging deep into her palms.

She endured it.

I returned to my seat in frustration.

My first instinct was to tell the guards to kick the homeless child out.

But as soon as I opened the study door, I saw an empty, dark corridor with only the flickering wall lamps.

She suddenly remembered that the original guards had long been taken away by those opportunistic old nobles under the pretext of "protecting the head of the family"!

"Damn it! Those damned old bastards!"

With a loud "bang!", she slammed the door shut.

I paced back and forth in front of my desk, which was covered with a thick carpet, forcing myself to calm down and think.

Despite relying on the momentum of the Royal Capital Knights' slaying of the besieging demons.

She gained unparalleled prestige among the people and temporarily secured her position as the city lord.

However, relying solely on this hollow prestige is far from enough.

She also needs to have force!

There is a knightly order that can suppress everything and is completely obedient to you!

However, the city of Karan is too small and does not have a true hereditary nobility.

Naturally, there was no systematic knightly order.

The elite of the city's defense forces had been drawn away by the old nobles, and the remaining old, weak, sick, and disabled were of little use.

So the only remaining military force is... the adventurer group.

But the biggest problem is...

The wealth of Karan City had long been plundered by those fleeing nobles, almost completely drained!

The remaining wealthy businessmen... knew better than anyone else that she was in a weak position.

The fact that the Knights left one of them here is the best proof of exile.

Elvia's gaze turned deep and cold.

A wicked plan quickly took shape in her mind.

Perhaps... we could take advantage of that half-demon elf's identity?

With clever maneuvering, the blame for this siege of demons can be pinned on her.

It can easily incite fear and anger among the people.

Then, we can use the pretext of righteousness.

This forced the remaining adventurer groups in Kalan City to hunt down that half-demon!

Although the opponent was a low-level extraordinary ranger, he was still very powerful.

However, surrounded by more than thirty high-ranking adventurers, they would be no match for them!

As long as we catch that half-demon...

Elvia could almost see that despicable mage after losing his greatest support.

Kneeling humbly on the ground before me, begging for forgiveness, even...

She imagined the scene that might appear in the future, a scene that would make her feel incredibly comfortable.

Elvia couldn't help but chuckle softly, her shoulders trembling slightly.

"Hehe...haha...uh?"

As she was laughing, her voice suddenly stopped.

An extremely strong sense of crisis came from above without warning!

Her scalp tingled instantly, and without thinking, she lunged to the side!

"call!"

A brick, accompanied by a gust of wind, grazed her hair and slammed into the spot where she had just been standing.

Elvia, still shaken, quickly drew her sword to retaliate and shouted.

But just as she looked up...

Another brick flew in from an incredibly tricky angle, from an unbelievable blind spot!

"Bang!"

It landed squarely on the back of her head!

A strong sense of dizziness instantly swept over her, and stars flashed before her eyes.

The whole world was spinning, and my body was uncontrollably staggering.

Immediately afterwards, a slender, ghostly figure appeared beside her as if blending into the shadows.

The delicate hand, carrying a sharp force, precisely struck her unprotected neck!

In the last moment before he completely lost consciousness and collapsed.

Elvia's unfocused golden eyes strained as she glanced upwards.

She saw a pair of blood-red eyes that were incredibly cold and filled with disgust.

And then there was the mage floating in mid-air, surrounded by a faint current of air, weighing another brick in his hand.