Hello, is this a letter addressed to Demon Fortress?

Freya did not respond.

She turned her head and walked towards the selection meeting location.

Upon entering the area below the selection viewing platform, the crowd seemed to be parted by an invisible hand, retreating to both sides from Freya's front.

Her legendary robes with golden patterns caused everyone to make way in awe.

Whether they are commoners, golden adventurers, or even nobles.

The members of the North Wind Caravan followed behind her, crossing the empty space one by one.

Betty followed in the group, her eyes sparkling as she looked around.

Then she saw the betting area.

The line for betting stretched out from the shed entrance, dozens of meters long, with a large crowd of people. Some clutched their money bags, others held their receipts, all with the excitement typical of gamblers.

Betty's eyes lit up instantly.

She took a step and rushed in that direction.

The back of her collar was firmly gripped by a hand.

Betty paused, pulled back to her feet.

She turned her head and looked at Freya's ambiguous smile.

"teacher……"

"What's the rush?"

Freya released her grip, took out a black bank slip from her pocket, and handed it over.

"Please keep them all in the little mage's team."

Betty took it, looked down, and her mouth slowly opened wide.

She counted the numbers three times before she dared to confirm them.

She looked up, her golden eyes filled with disbelief.

"Teacher, you've brought out all your savings!"

Freya didn't look at her, but turned her head to look at the old man next to her.

"Would you like some too?"

The old man was stunned for a moment.

He glanced at Freya, then at the black certificate, and remained silent for a moment.

Then he turned his head and looked at the rest of the North Wind caravan.

Then, everyone else handed their bank receipts to Betty without prior arrangement.

Even Lysa, who was not usually interested in worldly things, emptied her pockets and put all her money in Betty's hands.

This almost blatant confidence made the elderly man feel the urge to go to the bank to withdraw money.

But time seemed to be running out, so he could only pat his pockets and take out a few Star Coins to give to Betty.

Betty, clutching the pile of money bags and receipts, ran towards the betting area.

She didn't join the long line.

Instead, he walked directly to the VIP passage next door and shook his robes.

The emblem of the magic guild on the chest of the robe gleamed in the sunlight.

The guard at the entrance glanced at the badge, then stepped aside without a word to make way.

Betty, clutching her money bag, walked in with her head held high.

Behind them, the long queue of people grumbled in dissatisfaction, but no one dared to actually stand up and say anything.

Freya withdrew her gaze and turned to walk towards the preparation area in front of the stands.

The preparation area is a large platform paved with starstone.

It is flat and spacious, enough to accommodate hundreds of transport vehicles at the same time.

At this moment, rows of transport vehicles were neatly arranged on the platform, the runes on their bodies gleaming with a pale golden light in the sunlight.

The flags of the convoy fluttered in the morning breeze, and the members of the transport team stood on their respective vehicles, ready to go.

Freya's gaze swept over those who were quite strong.

I looked around but couldn't find that black, plain-looking, even somewhat embarrassed figure.

She frowned.

She chanted the incantation for levitation, and a minute later her body slowly rose into the air, floating above the platform, her gaze sweeping across the entire preparation area from above once more.

Looking down, they searched carefully.

still none.

Freya's brows furrowed even more.

The selection process is about to begin.

The Starstone platform was filled with transport vehicles for the competition, and the competition was only an hour away from starting.

Taking into account the time spent loading the load, Lin Gui couldn't possibly not be here.

She landed back on the ground and counted again.

Forty-two vehicles.

She remembers clearly that a total of forty-three teams registered for this selection meeting.

One is missing.

Freya stood there, her brows furrowed.

The old man walked up to her, saw her expression, and asked her a question.

"What's wrong?"

Freya did not answer, but took out a communication stone from her bosom and infused it with magic.

The stone lit up.

Noise.

Then came the buzzing sound of electricity.

Immediately afterwards, a strange sound came from the other side.

"Hiss, hiss—"

That's the sound of metal being immersed in cold water. The moment the scalding hot iron comes into contact with the ice water, steam bursts out and emits a piercing hiss.

The sound was very loud, so loud that it could be heard clearly even from the sound transmission stone.

Freya's brows furrowed even more.

"A little mage?"

She spoke.

"I've already brought the legendary mage who's been credited to you."

"Why didn't I see you in the preparation area at the audition?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end.

Lin Gui's voice came from the sound transmission stone, carrying a tired and hoarse tone.

"I haven't arrived yet."

"The transport vehicle is still being cast, but it will be ready soon."

Freya was stunned.

"Forging?"

Her voice rose a few decibels.

"Aren't you from Morningstar? Why don't you just buy it directly?"

There was another moment of silence on the other end of the communication stone.

Then Lin Gui's voice rang out again, still calm, but every word was clear.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Freya."

"I revised the registration form."

"Please tell the legendary mage who registered me that we may not need his name listed."

"But consider the 100 million reward as compensation for his coming here."

The communication stone disconnected.

Freya held the stone and stood there, motionless for a long time.

She opened her mouth, then closed it again.

My mind is a complete mess.

How to modify the registration form?

A reward of 100 million?

No more legendary titles?

How will they participate in the competition?

Before she could even sort out her thoughts, she heard hurried footsteps in the distance.

Betty came running over, her face flushed and breathless, clutching the money bag and receipts. Her voice was hoarse.

"teacher!"

She rushed to Freya, bent over and gasped for breath, then suddenly straightened up, her eyes wide open.

"I didn't see the little mage's team name on Morning Star's list!"

"But I saw it under the blazing sun!"

"He's gone mad! He actually signed up for the Blazing Sun team!"

"And someone even placed nearly two hundred million gold coins on his team!"