Hello, is this a letter addressed to Demon Fortress?

Lin Gui watched Freya's figure disappear around the street corner, then turned his gaze away and took out a communication stone from his pocket.

Magic was infused, and the stone lit up.

The call was connected very quickly.

"Elvia, my business here is finished."

He paused for a moment.

"Inform Morgan and the others to prepare to leave."

Tongmencheng's purpose for this trip was clear from the beginning: to become a transport team.

Now that the certification badge is hanging around my neck, the goal of this trip has been achieved.

As for sending letters.

After that incident, no one dared to mail letters at the post office anymore.

Even the emblem of the undying blazing sun hangs above the post office door.

Even if the nobles who were at the height of their power in Copper Gate City were destroyed.

So, it's time to leave.

Elvia's voice came from the other end of the communication stone.

"I've already had Cedric and the others pack their bags, and we'll be waiting for you outside the post office."

Lin Gui put away the communication stone, mounted his oak staff, and rose from the street.

The staff passed through the low rooftops, over the scattered houses, and gradually rose higher in the afternoon sun.

The copper gate city unfolded beneath his feet.

The gray-white city walls divided the city into neat squares.

The glazed tiles in the aristocratic district gleamed dazzlingly in the sunlight.

The rooftops of the working-class neighborhood were crowded together.

He flew to the city wall, which was a hundred meters high, and then swooped down.

The wind whistled past his ears, and his robes billowed backward in the airflow, revealing the dark gold badge on his chest.

Black hair, rough robes, and dark gold badges.

The superhuman soldiers guarding the city gate spotted him from afar.

Their expressions changed drastically when their eyes fell on the badge.

The captain in charge quickly took a step back, bent over, and placed his right hand on his chest, giving a hasty but respectful salute.

The soldiers behind him also stepped back, like fallen leaves blown by the wind, making way for the wide passage in the middle.

Lin Gui drifted past them without slowing down.

The staff passed through the city gate passageway, and the magic stones embedded in the stone walls on both sides cast dim light and shadow that alternately swept across his face.

Then the view suddenly opened up, and the sunlight shone straight down from above.

Outside the city gate, next to the main street, in front of the newly built post office, several people were already waiting.

Large and small bags were piled up at his feet.

Cedric and Freeman each carried two bulging duffel bags.

Morgan leaned against the doorframe, staff in hand, his eyes glazed over, lost in thought.

Hewlett stood on the outermost edge, his mask covering most of his face, but his eyes were calmly fixed on the direction from which the ghost had flown.

Elvia and Erin stood at the very front.

Elvia's long golden hair shimmered softly in the afternoon sunlight.

She changed into a smart and sleek outfit, with a thin sword hanging at her waist, making her look exceptionally dashing.

Lin Gui landed at the post office entrance and looked at them, asking questions.

"Is everything ready?"

Morgan nodded.

"Cedric has prepared enough supplies and maps to cross the wasteland, catching up with Leah and the others will not be a problem."

Lin Gui looked at Elvia.

"I've got mine ready too."

Elvia seemed to remember something, pulled a bulging messenger bag from her luggage behind her, and handed it over.

"Oh, right, this is for you."

Lin Gui paused for a moment, then took it.

The messenger bag was heavy and stuffed full of things.

The moment he touched the package, a system notification sounded in his mind.

[Ding! The new email has been received and stored, and will be automatically added to the next week's routine tasks.]

Lin Gui was stunned.

He looked down at the messenger bag in his hand, his expression somewhat bewildered.

"This is……"

I found it when I was taking out the trash.

"They must be refugees."

Elvia shrugged and smiled.

"They were afraid I wouldn't be able to see it, so they deliberately used trash to make an arrow pointing at the package."

Lin Gui opened the package, which contained several letters.

The paper was yellowed and the edges were curled, as if it had been held in someone's hand for a long time.

The sender's name on the cover has been erased, making it impossible to read who wrote it, but the recipient's address is still there.

He was silent for a moment, then chuckled softly.

"It seems we'll need to add a service to protect customer privacy in the future."

Elvia had already stepped onto his staff, wrapped her arms around his waist, and rested her chin on his shoulder.

"Sigh, let's go."

"The boring life in the wild is about to begin again."

Lin Gui glanced back at the newly built post office, then raised his right hand and waved it lightly.

The wooden door slowly closed, making a dull thud.

On the door panel, a newly hung wooden sign swayed slightly, with a few words written on it.

[Out delivering mail, business temporarily suspended.]

The staff rose into the air, and the Forest Ghost and Elvia floated away.

Morgan and the others followed behind, carrying their luggage, heading towards the wasteland.

Behind me, the outline of the bronze city gradually shrank in the afternoon sunlight.

The high wall became a thin, grayish-white line, eventually merging into the horizon.

After Lin Gui and the others left.

Outside the post office, in the distance, on the edge of the refugee district, on the roof of a half-collapsed wooden building.

A man stood there, his hands hanging at his sides, his eyes fixed on the receding procession.

He was dressed in dark casual clothes, his face was thin, his lips were pursed into a line, and his expression was as gloomy as the sky before a storm.

This man was none other than Kwell, the examiner of White Cliff City.

He spent several months tracking his way from Baiya City all the way here.

They traversed wilderness, crossed city-states, evaded demons, and traversed thousands of kilometers.

I thought that, led by a powerful and extraordinary knight, their speed far surpassed theirs.

As a result... they were left far behind.

The letter sent to Snake Ridge had been delivered a month earlier.

His opponent was many times faster than him.

This rendered all his plans ineffective.

What broke his defenses the most was...

The dark gold badge above the post office door.

The blazing sun.

The Undying Sun.

No matter how high his or her status as an inspector is, no matter how suspicious the other party's behavior is.

All of this is useless in the face of this badge.

That crudely woven story of lies has now become the truth.

It became the biggest and most unshakeable protective shield for its prey.

Kerwell stood on the rooftop, silent for a long time.

Then he turned around and walked down the wooden building.

Several exhausted knights followed behind, as if they had just caught their breath after a long journey.

"Get ready."

His voice was hoarse, carrying a calm that was suppressed to the extreme.

"Let's go to Dawn City."

"To maintain the existence of the Undying Sun, they will inevitably return to Dawn City to resume their duties and accept commissions that only the Sun can accept."

"I will be there, waiting for their arrival, and giving them a big gift."

"Hopefully, they won't be too slow this time."