Hello, is this a letter addressed to Demon Fortress?

The town of Kumu finally came into view at the edge of the horizon.

It was a very small city-state.

It's smaller than Watchtower.

But it was even more prosperous than Baiya City.

Lin Gui and Elvia had already sensed this contradictory atmosphere while they were in the air.

The city-state was small, with gray walls and low buildings.

However, it has all the necessary functional buildings.

Adventurers' Guild, Transport Guild, Labor Guild.

even……

Lin Gui squinted at the towering building in the center of the town.

Magic Tower.

The tower is made of black stone bricks and covered with silver runes.

A pale blue magic crystal floats atop the tower, gleaming softly in the sunlight.

The existence of the magic tower foreshadows the existence of the magic guild.

The Magic Guild is mainly active in the City of a Thousand Towers, serving various magicians, providing a platform for magicians to communicate, and offering certification.

Each class has a corresponding guild.

But no guild has the influence of the Magic Guild.

Besides the fact that each magic guild has a legendary mage in charge, it's also because the magic guild, to some extent, represents that magician's holy land, the City of a Thousand Towers.

Its existence represents the extension of the Thousand Towers City's influence.

It represents the magical city's concern for and protection of this city-state.

Lin Gui looked at the magic tower and asked Elvia behind him:

"Why is the Magic Guild here?"

"What is there about Drywood Town that would warrant the attention of a magical city?"

As a former princess with real power, Elvia held the position of Transport Political Officer for a period of time, and should have some understanding of the various outputs of the Allied City-States.

She squinted at it for a while and said:

"Deadwood Town is a new city-state born in the Dark Ages."

"It was born because of the existence of the forbidden land, the barren wasteland."

Lin Gui raised an eyebrow.

Elvia continued:

"A type of wood that can channel magic energy grows in the forbidden area. It is the raw material for making various magical items, as well as the material for making wands."

She paused.

"Although the current situation has led to a large influx of magic wands into the market due to the descent of the demon god and the excessive number of death mages, causing their value to plummet."

"However, the storage time of magical items is much shorter than that of staves, and their use is not limited to mages."

"Many other classes without a magic rank, and even ordinary people, can use it."

"Therefore, the demand for props is huge, and there is a high profit margin."

She looked at the magic tower.

"So it's not surprising that the Magic Guild is located here."

"On the contrary, it's strange that it's only being established now."

Lin Gui raised an eyebrow:

"Is it only being established now?"

"Didn't it exist before?"

Elvia nodded:

"At least not before I was exiled to Kalan and lost my position of real power."

"Is that so?"

Lin Gui suppressed his doubts.

He took the four wooden crates out of the storage space and then put the flying boat back into the storage space.

Then he stepped onto the oak staff and reached out to catch Elvia.

Elvia skillfully wrapped her arms around the Forest Ghost, lightly leaped onto the staff, and hugged his waist.

"I'm gone."

The staff floated up and flew towards the direction of Deadwood Town.

The town gate of Kumu Town is not large, but many people come and go.

Lin Gui and Elvia landed and walked in.

Pedestrians come and go on the street.

Adventurers in leather armor, porters carrying goods, and peddlers setting up stalls.

There were also a few people dressed in elaborate robes with badges pinned to their chests.

They noticed Lin Gui and Elvia.

Elvia's beauty made them take another look.

But it was only at first glance.

Then, their gazes shifted directly forward, landing on the mage who was clearly wielding a staff.

His gaze was very enthusiastic.

Especially the adventurers, and a few people wearing transport team badges.

Their fervent gazes made Lin Gui instinctively pull his robes tighter around himself.

He glanced at the pedestrians on the street.

Adventurer, transport team member, merchant.

There were also several people wearing uniform robes.

Those are the standard robes for mages issued by the Magic Guild.

A dark blue robe with silver runes embroidered on the collar.

A badge was pinned to his chest, the emblem of a magic guild, an open book with a star floating above it.

Their robes were new and clean.

The cuffs were not worn, and the hem was not patched.

A staff hung from his waist, its shaft inlaid with magic crystals that glittered in the sunlight.

One of the young mages looked to be no more than twenty years old.

He slightly raised his chin and glanced at Lin Gui.

First, I looked at Lin Gui's face, then I looked at his robe.

That dark gray robe, faded from washing and badly worn at the elbows.

His eyes changed.

What began as an initial scrutiny has transformed into something indescribable.

It sounded like jealousy, and also like contempt.

Then he looked away and said something to his companion.

The group glanced at Lin Gui, then turned and left.

Their steps were quick, as if they were avoiding something unclean.

Lin Gui watched their retreating figures without any expression.

Registered mages are those certified by the magic guild, and most of them are descendants of nobles, wealthy merchants, or prominent families.

Those were the ones we just mentioned.

Mages who are not certified by the Magic Guild are called wild mages, most of whom are students of magic academies, minor nobles, small merchants, or members of transport teams.

Mages from humble backgrounds and without any supportive resources are called wandering mages, most of whom are low-level adventurers or mages from humble and weak backgrounds.

Lin Gui, Monica, and even Selena can all be considered wandering mages.

This is not just a simple division of identity, but also a division of resources behind the magicians.

It is the standard for judging a mage's future.

A mage's advancement requires a great deal of resources to cultivate.

A mage without a solid foundation, no matter how gifted, will ultimately not become very powerful.

Because of a lack of resources.

Therefore, powerful magicians often have the most prestigious backgrounds.

They might be the son or daughter of a noble family, or the offspring of a powerful being.

Of course, there are also those with exceptional magical talent who are noticed and nurtured by nobles.

However, being from a humble background is inherently a source of unease.

Unless, of course, one marries into their family or marries into their household, thus becoming one of them.

Lin Gui withdrew his gaze.

"Let's go."

He led Elvia and continued walking into the town.

The streets of Deadwood Town are narrow, but bustling.

The shops on both sides were packed tightly together, their signs swaying back and forth.

There were vendors selling weapons, potions, and magical materials.

There were also several taverns with scantily clad women standing at their entrances, throwing flirtatious glances at passing adventurers.

Lin Gui's gaze swept over the shops.

Finally, it stopped in front of a hotel.

"This is the place."