Hello, is this a letter addressed to Demon Fortress?

The entire city of Tongmen was shaking.

It wasn't the ground shaking, but another kind of shaking—the shaking of words, the shaking of gazes.

Those who unconsciously raise their voices and can't stop their lilting when talking in hushed tones after meals.

Newspapers were everywhere.

More than a dozen newspapers, large and small, in Tongmen City printed extra editions that afternoon.

The front-page photo took up the entire page: a corpse impaled on a spear on the city wall, blood dripping down the bricks and leaving dark red streaks on the gray-white surface.

The titles were all eye-catching.

Rostov's Heir, Executed in Public

The Post Office Dispute: The Fall of an Aristocrat

Who's behind the Seven Copper Coins Post Office?

The topic is being discussed everywhere, in the streets and alleys.

Inside the tavern, a vegetable vendor squatted behind his stall, clutching a newspaper that had been passed around repeatedly.

Seven or eight people were gathered around, their heads pressed together, watching more intently than anyone else.

"That Harold... is he really dead?"

"He's dead, nailed to the city wall, like a bat specimen."

"What I saw with my own eyes was the corpse on the left wall outside the city; it was him."

What was the Rostov family's reaction?

"I don't know, they haven't said a word yet."

This sentence was like a pebble, creating even more ripples.

The Rostov family held a very high position in the Copper Gate City.

This family has been rooted in Tongmen City for over a century, possessing substantial wealth and businesses throughout the city.

But what truly made everyone wary was Harold's mother.

She came from a branch of a noble family in Dawn City.

When she married into the Copper Gate City, the Rostov family was already showing signs of decline.

Her dowry, her connections, and the unnamed network of relationships behind her—all of these factors pulled the Rostov family out of the mire.

The price was that the once numerous direct descendants of the Rostov family were extinguished one by one, like candles blown out by the wind.

Rostov's lovers and children died one after another, each one dying naturally.

Drowning, falling from a horse, sudden illness.

No one dared to ask a single question.

In the end, Harold was the only direct descendant of the Rostov family.

And now, this only son has been publicly nailed to the city wall, dying right under his mother's nose.

Everyone is waiting.

Waiting for the Rostov family's revenge, waiting for the thunderous wrath of the lady who married into the city of Dawn.

But nothing happened.

One day, two days, three days.

The gates of the Rostov family mansion were tightly shut. No guards came out, no carriages drove out, and even the servants at the gate were nowhere to be seen.

Those who were waiting to see what would happen gradually realized that something was wrong.

They quickly understood why.

The post office at the city gate that had been split in two has been repaired.

The walls were freshly painted a light gray-white, the window frames were smooth, and the wooden doors were brand new.

A sign hangs at the entrance, just like before, which reads "Seven Copper Coins Post Office, Copper Gate City Branch".

But below the signboard, there was an extra line of small print.

[Seven Coins Post Office Delivery Team's Exclusive Delivery Post Office]

Above the door hangs a brand new badge.

It was a raven, its wings outstretched, its lines simple yet sharp.

The badge has a dark gold edge with a dark red outline.

That's the emblem design of the Undying Sun.

Many people in Copper Gate City recognize that badge.

Only three transport teams in the entire Transport Guild are qualified to use this standard badge.

And now, a fourth one has appeared.

Doubts first arose from inside the tavern.

"That badge isn't fake, is it?"

"There is no Seven Coins Post Office in the Undying Sun!"

"That team actually participated in the selection process, and only the Blazing Sun team registered. The standard wasn't that of ordinary Blazing Sun teams, but rather the standard only for Undying Blazing Sun teams."

"The selection meeting was only a few days ago? And the transport team has already completed the delivery? That's Fort Donghei!"

The badge hanging at the post office ignited a frenzy throughout Copper Gate City.

Soon, someone saw the notice posted in front of the Transport Association's gate.

That piece of paper was actually posted early the morning of the second day after the selection process began.

There were few people on the street at the time, and not many people noticed.

But by the time the news spread, the bulletin board was already surrounded by layers upon layers of people.

The announcement was very simple.

[In recognition of the outstanding performance of the Seven Coins Post Office transport team in this transport team selection process.]

[After discussion among the senior management of the Transportation Guild, it was decided to include it in the Undying Sun series.]

Effective immediately.

The bottom is stamped with the transport association's seal, which is bright red and eye-catching.

Two photos were also posted next to the announcement.

The first image shows the outside of a snow-covered city.

The snow was falling heavily, and the torches on the city wall were blown askew by the wind.

A pitch-black transport vehicle was parked in the open space outside the city gate, with what appeared to be a huge demon corpse stuck in its strange long horns.

Several people wearing heavy fur coats were unloading goods from the truck bed, their movements hurried.

The second picture is of a forest.

A huge crater, charred edges, scattered metal fragments, and twisted steel frame.

In the distance, you can see a few withered trees still smoking, while closer by, there are shattered wreckages of transport vehicles whose original shapes are no longer recognizable.

Soon someone recognized the location of the second photo.

"Isn't that the woods north of the city?"

"I remember there was a loud noise that night; I thought it was thunder."

"That car...was it wrecked like this?"

The discussion grew louder and louder.

But the biggest questions focus on the timing.

The selection process has only been going on for a little over a day, how could anyone have already completed the round trip?

And what seems to have been accomplished is that strange transport team composed of half-demon legends?

That was the selection process for the blazing sun!

Winterhoof Keep is over a thousand kilometers away from Bronze Gate, separated by three forbidden zones, and the entire route is the territory of epic demons.

Within a day, a round trip covers a distance of over a thousand kilometers.

This is completely beyond everyone's comprehension.

Some people started walking towards the Magic Guild.

The queue in front of that towering magic tower was already very long.

It stretches from the entrance of the Magic Guild all the way across the street, winding past several shops.

The group included well-dressed merchants, nobles, and scholars.

Their only goal is to connect to the magic tower of Winterhoof Castle.

Go and verify if what's on that notice is true.

The announcement implied something more than the Transport Association president getting drunk and pulling strings.

Forcibly cramming a roadside transport team into the Undying Sun in front of the Alliance Council is far more outrageous.