Hello, is this a letter addressed to Demon Fortress?

Elvia's face paled slightly.

As a member of the royal family in Carter's capital, she knew all too well how horrible the examiners were.

She had promised Lin Gui that if she became King Carter, she would guarantee Shia's safety.

However, Lin Gui's words, "censor," shattered all her confidence.

For peripheral city-states like theirs, located outside the sphere of influence of the central city-state, the inquisitors were far too intimidating.

In terms of power, it far surpasses even the Carter throne she pursued her entire life.

After she figured everything out, she decided to join Lin Gui and confront those she had once looked up to and feared.

I thought I was fully prepared to face the examiners.

But she didn't.

The fear of the unknown regarding the censor gradually outweighed rationality.

However, before she could even get goosebumps, a strange sound rang in her ears.

"Click."

"Click."

Elvia's lips twitched as she looked at the most fearful, the true remnant of "Spark."

The other party had already packed everything up without us noticing.

He was sitting on the counter, one leg swinging.

He was holding a handful of sunflower seeds, cracking them open with relish.

He kept kowtowing while watching her.

The look in his eyes was as if he were watching some interesting performance.

Elvia asked irritably:

"What are you looking at?"

Lin Gui frankly said:

"It's up to you."

He tilted his head, as if correcting his word choice.

"Uh, no, that's not right."

"Watching the cowardly princess tremble with fear."

Elvia punched him in the shoulder.

He said in an annoyed tone:

"Be serious."

"This is a life-or-death crisis."

Lin Gui rolled his eyes at her and asked:

"Where is life and death?"

"Where is the crisis?"

Elvia panicked:

"We're being watched by the inspectors!"

"That's a censor!"

Lin Gui asked:

"So what?"

Elvia's voice rose a half-octave in anger:

"Don't forget what we do!"

Lin Gui stared at her speechlessly, his gaze as if he were looking at someone who hadn't woken up yet.

"But the problem is..."

"We haven't even started yet."

One sentence completely stunned Elvia.

She opened her mouth, as if to say something.

Then it closed again.

It opened again.

Finally, I managed to utter one sentence:

"That makes a fucking good point."

Upon closer reflection, their revolution hadn't even begun.

Although they had become accomplices of Lin Gui, they hadn't actually done many of the things that rebels should do.

She paused.

"But... why did that guy come looking for us and target us?"

Lin Gui looked at her.

That look in his eyes was an undisguised, naked gaze, as if he were looking at an idiot.

That look was extremely insulting to Elvia.

Her face turned red.

He angrily slapped Lin Gui:

"Don't look at me like that!"

"Speak up, you son of a bitch!"

Lin Gui jumped down from the counter.

He took out his oak staff and held it horizontally in front of him.

Then he patted the staff, gesturing for Elvia to sit down.

Let's talk as we walk.

Elvia hesitated for a moment.

But she still sat down and wrapped her arms around Lin Gui's waist.

Lin Gui manipulated his staff and floated to the entrance of the post office.

Reach out and flip over the "Open for Business" sign by the door.

It says on the back...

"Closed for business, mail being sent."

Then, he floated out the back door with Elvia.

In the alley outside the back door, four wooden crates were neatly stacked.

Lin Gui stretched out his hand.

The power of the Night Veil spread out, enveloping the wooden crates.

The next moment...

The wooden crate has disappeared.

They floated along behind Lin Gui.

In the darkness of night, the staff carried two people and four unseen wooden boxes, silently ascending into the air.

Lin Gui controlled the direction, drifting towards the outside of the city.

In my mind, the search for system emails has ended.

He didn't look at it much.

The night breeze brushed past my ears, carrying a slight chill.

Elvia buried her face in his back, her voice muffled:

"Speak."

Why did the censors come knocking on our door?

Lin Gui manipulated the staff, his voice calm:

"I was just surprised that they arrived so quickly."

"But their arrival wasn't unexpected."

He paused.

"Since that revolution three years ago..."

"The alliance is very sensitive to insurgents, revolutions, and resistance from the lower classes."

"The cleanups and searches in this area are becoming increasingly ruthless, even cruel."

"And actions like the 7 copper coin, which benefit the lower classes..."

"For them, there is a very high risk of becoming the next revolutionary."

"If it weren't for my fictitious transport team..."

"The other side has been trying to sabotage us for a while now."

"Fabricating charges, inducing crime, and finally leading to execution."

Elvia was behind him, her voice muffled:

"Isn't that still very dangerous?"

"Your transport team is fictitious."

Lin Gui replied calmly:

"fine."

"We can make it a reality."

"And even if the fabricated transport team is exposed..."

"I also have many ways to deal with it."

He paused.

There are many ways.

Elvia pressed further:

"What method?"

Lin Gui's voice was calm, as if he were talking about something very ordinary:

"Entangled in a veil of darkness, he fled to the Transport Guild headquarters in Dawn City."

"Reveal your levitation technique without chanting."

"Then send a top-tier transport fleet..."

"That inspector who wanted to take action against their newly added treasure..."

"Kill me."

Elvia's lips twitched slightly.

She laughed silently:

You're dreaming.

"How could a top-tier transport team possibly succeed because of your levitation ability?"

"And offend the censor?"

"Does the Transport Guild need a mage who can levitate?"

"Especially the top-tier transport fleets."

Her tone implied something like, "What kind of daydream are you having?"

However, what she didn't know was...

If Lin Gui really does that, the Transportation Association's final reaction might be far more outrageous than what Lin Gui said.

Although few people can levitate, there are indeed some.

But... there's no levitation spell that can be cast without incantation...

According to Freya, it's estimated that there's only one Lin Ghost in the entire Akara.

The allure of levitation spells without chanting to transport teams was something Elvia couldn't even imagine.

Lin Gui offered no explanation.

He just smiled.

In the darkness of night, the staff carried two people and four unseen, enormous wooden crates, drifting silently through the air.

Passing through the low rooftops.

We passed over the towering, gray-white city walls.

They left Baiya City without a sound.

And around the 7-coin post office, there were those silent voyeurs.

Huddled in a corner, crouched on a rooftop, hidden deep in an alley.

His eyes were fixed on the tightly closed wooden door.

overnight.

Until dawn the next day.

The sunlight shone on that sign.

They then saw the words on it clearly...

"Closed for business, mail being sent."

Everyone's expression changed.

He went up to check and, after confirming that everyone had left, remained silent for a long time.

Right under their noses.

Under their constant, unwavering surveillance throughout the night.

They left without a sound.

Among the voyeurs are many powerful individuals at the extraordinary level.

But in their perception, the post office was like an empty house.

There was no movement.

There was no magical fluctuation.

No one was going in or out.

But the person just disappeared.

This ability to conceal oneself can only belong to a legendary mage.

Thus, the existence of the transport team behind Lin Gui was proven once again, and even more credibly so than before.

而在城主府。

Adams sat in the side room, holding a glass of wine.

The wine has gone cold.

He didn't drink it.

A report was placed on the table in front of me.

Regarding yesterday's surveillance.

The proof of the legendary mage's existence made his expression very unpleasant.

But that wasn't what really made him uneasy.

It's that man.

The man sitting in the main seat, wearing a tattered gray robe.

That inspector.

They've already left.

They left before dawn today.

I didn't greet him.

They left no words.

It just disappeared without a sound.

Adams didn't know where he went.

I don't know if he will ever come back.

I wonder if he is satisfied with his "assistance" during this period.

All he knew was that the man left with a smile on his lips.

That smile sent chills down his spine.

Like a hunter who has finally found the trail of his precious prey.

They were just getting ready to enjoy the thrill of the hunt.