Hello, is this a letter addressed to Demon Fortress?

Eileen withdrew her hand and took a step back.

Then, she placed her right hand on her chest, gently touched her heart with her fingertips, and nodded slightly.

That's a magician's courtesy.

It expresses both respect and apology.

"I have offended you."

Her voice was very soft.

"My name is Eileen."

"Third-year student at the Royal Magic Academy of the Thousand Towers City."

"I sincerely apologize for misunderstanding your identity."

She paused for a moment, then shifted her gaze to Elvia beside her.

"At the same time... I also want to thank this young lady for saving my life."

The sound was even lower than before.

There was a hint of unease in him.

After all, when they first met, she blasted him away with a magic scroll.

Moreover, the other party did not intend to kill him at the time.

She only realized this now, looking back.

When the blonde woman first charged at him, the blade could have easily pierced her throat.

A mage who is approached by a physical class is basically doomed.

Even if the mage is extraordinary, the physical rank is only high-level.

Her instinct was to pull the blade into her heart, but she didn't.

He simply pressed the back of the knife against her lower back.

Elvia smiled when she heard the thank you.

The smile was radiant, carrying a sense of triumphant satisfaction.

She walked up to Eileen and patted her on the shoulder.

"It's nothing, it's nothing. It's only right for a hero to save a damsel in distress."

Then, she turned to the side, put one hand on Lin Gui's shoulder, and gestured with the other hand to introduce him.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Elvia, and this is my husband."

"Lin Gui"

"We're from the transport team."

"And it's a transport team of the Bright Moon level."

Eileen's eyes lit up noticeably when she heard about the transport team.

Lin Gui was taken aback.

Transport team?

Moon-level?

When did he become a member of the Haoyue Transport Team?

The selection process for the transport team hasn't even started yet.

He opened his mouth as if to ask Elvia what she was up to.

Elvia immediately covered his mouth with her hand and forcefully pushed him backward.

Her strength was outrageous; Lin Gui couldn't break free for a moment and was pushed back a few steps.

Elvia leaned close to his ear, her back to Eileen, and whispered.

"The small flying boat can't seat four people."

"Hurry up and get a raft built."

"Leave this girl to me!"

After saying that, she let go of his hand and turned to walk towards Eileen again.

He put on that enthusiastic smile again and started making small talk to get closer to her.

Ask her what she studies at college, what she likes to do in her spare time, and whether she has a boyfriend.

Her tone was as warm as that of long-lost sisters.

Eileen's expression grew increasingly strange.

Always aloof, she found it difficult to adapt to Elvia's strange enthusiasm.

But her body did not move away.

He didn't show any impatience.

He just stood there quietly, occasionally nodding or humming in agreement.

After all, this woman had just saved his life.

She didn't want to refuse too obviously.

Lin Gui sighed as he watched this scene unfold.

They stopped paying attention to it.

He turned and walked toward Guy.

Guy remained seated.

His thin body was slightly hunched, and the outline of his shoulder blades was clearly visible through his tattered clothes.

The ligature marks on her neck were still there, purplish-red and shocking.

However, the collar has already been removed.

His breathing was more steady than before.

But the condition is still very bad.

It's not an external injury.

It was a state of lethargy caused by prolonged hunger and excessive fright.

Lin Gui walked up to him and squatted down.

Take a piece of bread out of the storage space.

Not that kind of fancy white bread.

It was a rough rye bread, hard and crunchy, with the aroma of roasted grains.

He broke off a small piece and handed it over.

"Eat something first."

"Don't eat too fast, your stomach can't handle it."

Guy took the bread and paused for a moment.

Then he lowered his head and began to eat in small bites.

The movements were slow, as if forcing oneself not to wolf down the food.

After taking a few bites, he looked up at the mountain of grain piled up behind the flying boat.

The sacks were stacked neatly, numbering over a hundred.

His gaze became somewhat unfocused, then turned into doubt.

He looked at Lin Gui and said calmly.

"Dalton always sent forty-four bags of grain at a time... and the bags didn't look like this."

Lin Gui paused for a moment.

He turned his head and glanced at the pile of grain.

Then, using magic, he picked out the grain sacks one by one from the four wooden crates in the pile of sacks.

The sack floated up and landed steadily in front of Guy.

One bag, two bags, three bags...

Exactly forty-four bags.

no more, no less.

Guy stared intently at the forty-four bags of grain.

He stared at the markings on the sack for a long time.

Then, I breathed a long sigh of relief.

This time, he was absolutely certain that the man in front of him was indeed one of Dalton's men.

The breath was exhaled very long, as if it was releasing everything that had been pent up for a long time.

His shoulders slumped.

I completely relaxed from that tense state.

Lin Gui did not disturb him.

He turned around and walked to a patch of dead bushes.

He raised his hand, and a wind blade condensed at his fingertips.

Swish.

A sharp whooshing sound cut through the air.

A dead tree was cut off at the base, and its trunk fell onto the grass.

Lin Gui used his levitation technique to lift the tree trunk.

The wind blades continued to cut, trimming away the excess branches.

Wooden strips were shaved out and arranged on the ground.

He began building a raft.

The movements were skillful, without any unnecessary steps.

Guy sat beside him, watching his back.

He didn't speak for a long time.

The voice was still a little hoarse, but much clearer than before.

"May I... address you as Lord Lin Gui?"

Lin Gui didn't even turn his head.

"How old are you?"

Guy paused for a moment.

"Seventeen."

Lin Gui said.

"Then you can just call me Brother Ghost."

"I don't like adults or anything like that."

Guy paused for a moment.

He stared at Lin Gui's retreating figure, his lips moving slightly.

After a long while, he finally nodded.

"it is good."

"Brother Ghost".

His voice was soft, with a hint of unease.

But once I said it, it didn't feel so awkward anymore.

While continuing to whittle the wood, Lin Gui pretended to be bored and tried to start a conversation.

"How do you remember so clearly? Were you in charge of food at the shelter?"

Guy sat down beside him, looking at the forty-four bags of grain, and slowly began to speak.

"Dalton's food was the shelter's primary food source."

"Without this food, we would have starved to death in the forbidden area long ago."

"This is one of the rare acts of kindness shown to us in this dark age."

"My companions and I all thought that if we survived, we must repay them properly."

Lin Gui asked.

"Don't you have any other way to get food?"

Guy shook his head.

"Desolate wastelands are not suitable for growing crops."

"Even if Brother Morgan learned the wood-based ripening technique, he still wouldn't be able to grow it."

"The soil is unsuitable, and there isn't enough water."

Lin Gui paused for a moment, then his eyes lit up.

"Morgan?"

Guy nodded.

"Morgan was the founder of our shelter."

"He can also be considered... the leader of the half-demon in the central city-state."

Lin Gui put down the wooden strip in his hand and turned to look at him.

"Where is the strength?"

"Legendary mid-tier"

Guy said the number in a very calm tone.

It's as if they're saying something that's taken for granted.

Lin Gui raised an eyebrow.

For Lin Gui, being a legendary mid-level player was nothing unusual.

But a half-demon, a mid-legendary rank, is still a mage...

This is even more outrageous than the legendary mage he fabricated who rose from the bottom.

Guy saw Lin Gui's expression and seemed to guess what he was thinking.

He lowered his head and said softly.

"Morgan is forty-eight years old this year."

"then......"

He paused, as if recalling something.

"The discrimination against half-demons in the City of a Thousand Towers has not reached this level yet."

"As long as a half-demon has outstanding talent, he can still be admitted to a magic academy and may even receive a scholarship."

"The city of a thousand towers back then..."

His voice became even softer.

"It is a true city of equality."

"Until... the City of a Thousand Towers joined the alliance."

"Until... the Great Sage took up residence in the City of a Thousand Towers and ascended to the position of the Supreme Tower Master."

Everything has changed.

"What was merely superficial discrimination, under the impetus of legal principles, became actual persecution."

Lin Gui tapped his fingers on the wooden strip.

"Was the draft bill to expel the half-demons written by the Great Sage?"

Guy shook his head.

"No."

"He was the first to oppose it."

"They even managed to get a lot of adults in parliament to vote against it."

"They say half-demons are part of the City of a Thousand Towers and shouldn't be expelled."

"The half-demons in other central city-states should also be protected."

This unexpected turn of events made Lin Gui suspect something was amiss, and he continued to ask questions.

"Then why are you leaving?"

Guy was silent for a moment.

"Although the Great Sage opposes it, the majority of the members of parliament support the draft bill, so its passage is almost a certainty."

"Although the City of a Thousand Towers has joined the Alliance, this holy city of mages maintains a strong degree of independence within the Alliance."

"Even if the agreement is passed, it will not threaten the half-demons of the Thousand Towers City."

"but......"

He looked up at Lin Gui.

There was something indescribable in those blood-red eyes.

"Morgan still managed to organize all the half-demons."

"I left the magical city before the agreement took effect."

"It's not about leaving."

His voice became very soft.

"It's about escaping."

Lin Gui raised an eyebrow.

He didn't speak.

Shadow Blade Lin let out a cold laugh from her shoulder.

The laughter was soft and mocking.

"hehe."

"That guy is still so hypocritical and annoying."

Lin Gui sighed.

He roughly knew who was behind the hunt.

During their casual conversation, the raft was completed.

Lin Gui tied the bags of grain to the raft one by one.

The rope was tied very tightly, with three knots.

He even used steel bars he bought along the way to tightly tie the stern of the raft to the flying boat.

He did this to prevent the airship and raft from separating halfway through the journey.

After all, the airship is very fast.

The raft is being towed behind, and if the connection is not secure, it can easily fall apart.

Having finished everything, Lin Gui turned around.

"Get on the raft."

Elvia was still chatting with Erin.

No, to be precise, it was Elvia who was talking.

Eileen stood there with a constipated expression, occasionally letting out a soft "hmm."

Upon hearing Lin Gui's call, Elvia immediately took Eileen's hand and led her onto the raft.

Eileen was being pulled along, and her steps became somewhat unsteady.

Her gaze fell on Lin Gui.

The expression in those black eyes was incredibly awkward.

It's like looking at something that makes you uncomfortable, but you can't look away.

Lin Gui raised an eyebrow.

I didn't ask any more questions.

He maneuvered the raft, and it floated into the air.

Fly forward along the thin lines of soul extending from the assassin's hair.

The raft floated very steadily.

The speed is neither fast nor slow.

Lin Gui had intended to continue asking Guy some questions about the shelter.

But he glanced at Eileen.

The black-haired girl sat at the other end of the raft, hugging her knees, glancing at him every now and then.

Every time their eyes met, she would quickly look away.

Then after a while, they'll look over again.

This strange behavior made Lin Gui very curious about what Elvia had done to her.

He gestured to Elvia with his eyes.

Elvia understood immediately, stood up, and sat down next to Lin Gui.

"What did you say to her?"

Lin Gui asked in a low voice.

Elvia smiled.

She leaned close to his ear, her lips almost touching his earlobe.

"I told her how wonderful my man is."

Lin Gui looked puzzled.

"What are you doing?"

Elvia chuckled softly.

"Of course, we should try to win her over."

Elvia chuckled softly.

"Of course, we should try to win her over."

"She can levitate, and she's got the makings of a soul mage. A super mage who's not even eighteen years old... All the magical geniuses that have come through in the thousand-year history of the Carter Kingdom are nothing but trash in front of her."

"Moreover, this little girl is full of hatred for the Thousand Towers City and hates the magic families. She even stabbed a noble young master of a magic family to save a half-demon."

"What is this?"

"These are our companions."

"A promising young revolutionary with impeccable revolutionary credentials!"

"Wouldn't this be a great way to recruit them into our ranks?"

Lin looked at her strangely.

"So, what's your method for winning them over?"

Elvia's expression turned lewd.

"Of course, it's what you did to me in Baiya City."

Lin Gui's expression was one of extreme disdain.

"You'd do this just to win over an eighteen-year-old girl?"

Elvia raised her head with righteous indignation.

"Hey, I'm doing this for your own good, okay?"

"As a man, you're not at a disadvantage."

"I'm not even jealous, you should be secretly happy, you bastard."

Lin Gui retorted speechlessly.

"First of all, put away your airs of being a princess of the Carter Kingdom."

"I will not use this method as a bond to maintain the future revolutionary ranks."

"Secondly, my charm isn't as great as you think."

"Finally, I think you should focus your energy on the half-demon of the Deadwood Wasteland rather than on a potential future genius."

Elvia said irritably.

"Half-demons? This lowly race, at most, is only at the extraordinary level, and even in numbers, they can't compare to a single magic master..."

"Their leader is a legendary mid-level mage."

"Moreover, there is most likely more than one legend."

Elvia: "???"