Hello, is this a letter addressed to Demon Fortress?

Cedric was the first to step forward.

"Bronze Gate City? That's a central city-state!"

His voice rose several octaves, his bloodshot eyes were filled with resistance, and his brows were furrowed into a tight knot.

"If we go there, we will definitely be discovered by that magic tower."

"Going there would be like walking into a trap!"

"I disagree!"

He had barely finished speaking when a sharp pain shot through his abdomen.

Leah's knee slammed into his abdomen, the movement swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.

Cedric's body suddenly bent over, like a boiled shrimp.

He knelt on the ground, his hands clutching his stomach, veins bulging on his forehead, his mouth open, and a muffled groan escaping his throat.

He raised his head, his bloodshot eyes filled with confusion, and looked at Leah.

Leah looked down at him, her gray hair swaying slightly in the wind.

Her bloodshot eyes were filled with anger, her lips were pressed into a thin line, and her cheeks were taut.

"Show some respect for our savior."

Her voice wasn't loud, but every word was like a nail, driven into Cedric's ears.

"Without his help, we would have become magical materials in those magicians' petri dishes long ago."

Cedric opened his mouth, then closed it again.

He lowered his head and remained silent.

After a few breaths, he spoke, his voice hoarse.

"Feel sorry."

He paused for a moment.

"I'm excited."

Morgan told them about the whole process.

They all knew that the other side had truly saved them with just two high-ranking members.

They even hunted down and killed all the mages who participated in the hunt.

Using the power of the withered trees, the mighty Edwin was left forever in the withered wasteland.

A desperate hunt ended with an almost miraculous conclusion.

No one on our side was injured or killed, while the powerful enemy was completely wiped out.

This outrageous record made him, who prided himself on being a protector of half-demons, feel ashamed, and his fingers unconsciously clenched the fabric on his knees.

Cedric took a deep breath, looked up, and stared at Lin Gui.

"I apologize for what I just said."

His voice was sincere, and his bloodshot eyes held a hint of regret.

"But I don't understand why we would go into the area of ​​the central city-state when everyone has been safely evacuated from the shelter."

His brows furrowed.

"The magic tower will sense our presence."

"Once discovered..."

"Once discovered, the other side won't dare to do anything to you."

Elvia took over the conversation, a slight smile playing on her lips, a strange yet confident one.

Cedric was taken aback.

The other half-demon legends were also stunned.

"You dare not?"

Cedric's voice rose a few decibels, and he leaned forward slightly.

"That's a magic guild!"

"Representing the will of a thousand towers!"

His fingers gripped the fabric on his knees so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

Elvia stared at him speechlessly, her golden eyes filled with an undisguised disdain, as if she were looking at an idiot.

"Are you going to participate in the selection process of the Transportation Guild?"

She paused for a moment.

"Do you think the Transport Guild or the Magic Guild has more power?"

Cedric barely hesitated.

"It's a magic guild."

His voice was firm, and his chin was slightly raised.

"The Magic Guild is backed by a Great Sage, with the strength of an Epic-level expert."

"And the head of the Transport Guild is only a lower-ranking epic."

After he finished speaking, he realized that everyone was looking at him.

They looked at him like he was an idiot.

Morgan turned his face away, his lips twitched, and he pulled the brim of his mage hat even lower.

Leah closed her eyes, as if she was enduring something, her chest rising and falling slightly.

Hewlett crossed his arms and looked into the distance, as if he hadn't heard anything.

Freeman shrank back into the shadows, refusing to even lift his head.

Cedric's lips twitched.

Did I say something wrong?

No one answered him.

Elvia covered her face and rubbed her forehead with her fingers.

She took a deep breath, looked up, and looked at Morgan.

"Looks like I need to give your half-demon legend a political lesson."

She paused for a moment.

"Oh no, this isn't even a political class, it's a general knowledge class."

Morgan coughed awkwardly, looked away, and remained silent.

Elvia lowered her hand from her face, straightened her expression, and straightened her back a bit.

"Akara has three major guild organizations: Adventurers' Guild, Magic Guild, and Transport Guild."

Her voice was unhurried, as if she were giving a lecture to a group of students.

"Among them, the Adventurers' Guild has the widest sphere of influence and the largest number of members."

"Its presence is almost ubiquitous, except for the secluded Elf Forest."

She drew a large circle on the map with her charcoal pencil, her movements clean and efficient.

"The magic guild is included among the three major guilds because of the existence of magic towers, which can transmit over long distances."

"In terms of strength, it is the strongest among all class-specific guilds."

She paused for a moment.

"But it is still far inferior to the top of the three major guild organizations—the Transportation Guild."

Cedric frowned, his lips moved, but no sound came out.

Elvia didn't look at him and continued speaking.

"Don't even mention the Magic Guild, even if you include the entire Thousand Towers, they still can't beat the Transport Guild."

Her voice was flat, as if she were stating a fact.

"In terms of top-tier strength, there are only two Epic-level players in the Thousand Towers."

"And the Transport Guild has a total of seven epics."

"Three epic mid-tiers, four epic low-tiers."

"And the number of legendary items is overwhelmingly greater than that of a thousand towers."

She looked up at Cedric.

"The minimum standard for every transport team is a legendary team leader."

"And the number of regular transport teams is well over a hundred."

"There are also many legendary players in one team, such as Lieyang."

Cedric's mouth opened and closed, emitting a muffled syllable from his throat.

Elvia continued.

"And its position within the league..."

She chuckled softly, a smile carrying an indescribable, complex flavor.

"The Alliance Parliament, representing the power of the Alliance, with its member seats."

"The Transportation Association has a total of 218 seats."

"And the Thousand Pagodas have a total of thirty seats."

She paused for a moment.

"To put it bluntly, if Thousand Towers and the Transport Guild go to war, no one in the entire alliance will stand on Thousand Towers' side."

"Because if the Thousand Towers are destroyed, the Alliance will only lose an ear."

"And what if something happens to the transportation association..."

Her gaze swept over everyone present, and her tone became more serious.

"The entire alliance will be destroyed."

Cedric remained silent.

His lips moved slightly, but no sound came out, and his back slumped down slightly.

Elvia put away her charcoal pencil, looked at the group of half-demon legends, and analyzed.

"Joining the Transport Guild and becoming a member of the transport team is indeed a very good way for you to get rid of the Thousand Towers' entanglement."

She paused for a moment.

"Of course, that's assuming we achieve good results in the selection process..."

Her gaze shifted to Lin Gui, and a slight smile appeared on her lips.

"However, this is not difficult for him."

All eyes were on Lin Gui.

Lin Gui remained silent, his dark eyes calm as still water, his face devoid of any superfluous expression.

Morgan stepped forward.

His voice was steady, carrying an undeniable firmness.

"I support Lord Lin Gui's decision."

He turned his head and looked at Cedric with a serious gaze.

"I trust Lord Lin Gui's judgment."

His gaze shifted further away, landing on the emaciated half-demon civilians at the front of the procession.

"and……"

His voice trailed off.

"Not all of my fellow half-demons were rescued."

His fingers gripped the staff tightly, his knuckles turning white.

"And Levy too."