Hello, is this a letter addressed to Demon Fortress?

Lin Gui's inquiry went unanswered.

Lillian remained huddled in the corner, head down, lips moving as if she hadn't heard him at all.

Her voice was low and rapid, muffled and indistinct, like some kind of unconscious murmur.

Lin Gui waited for a while, and seeing that she didn't react, he sighed, stood up, and walked towards her.

He squatted down in front of her, trying to interrupt her self-imposed, incessant rambling.

However, when he got closer, he stopped.

That wasn't just rambling on.

That was a magical chant.

Moreover, he was all too familiar with this incantation.

"...hidden between light and shadow, blending into the gaps of reality..."

Lillian's lips moved, her voice soft and steady, with a peculiar rhythm.

"The dark night is a veil, and I am its shadow."

The moment the last word was uttered, her figure vanished from the spot.

They simply vanished into thin air.

It's as if it never existed.

In Lin Gui's field of vision, the ground was still clearly visible, and the tent fabric was still swaying gently in the hot wind.

He lowered his head, his gaze passing over the spot where the figure had originally stood.

There was nothing there.

Seeing someone use his signature magic for the first time, Lin Gui felt extremely uneasy.

His ridiculously high close-range magical perception was completely unable to detect the other party's presence.

Just like a drop of water merging into the ocean, or a shadow merging into the depths of the night.

He finally understood why he hadn't found Lillian at the post office.

And for the first time, I truly felt how terrifying my magic was.

Then his eyes changed from black to gray.

The Eye of the Netherworld silently activated.

He reached out, precisely grabbed a transparent spot, and pulled hard.

He pulled a petite figure out of thin air, like a cat being grabbed by the scruff of its neck.

Lillian's feet were dangling in the air, and her body froze.

She remained sliding forward, held in mid-air by Lin Gui, unsure of how to react.

"Put...put me down..."

Her voice was panicked. She kicked her legs twice, but when she realized she couldn't reach the ground, she hunched her shoulders.

Please...

Lin Gui did not let go.

He carried her back to the campfire and placed her on an empty stool.

Then he sat down opposite him, speaking in a calm tone with patient, persuasive manner.

"It is wrong to eavesdrop on other people's conversations."

"Is that right?"

Lillian lowered her head, hunched her shoulders, and nodded slightly.

"Then why did you eavesdrop?"

She remained silent for a while before speaking weakly.

"Because of... astigmatism."

Lin Gui was stunned for a moment.

"Um???"

What does this have to do with astigmatism correction?

His eyelid twitched.

"When did you start following me?"

Lillian's voice became even softer.

"Right...right when we first met."

"I want to know why you studied astigmatism correction."

"Why would anyone bother looking for that utterly useless magic?"

"so……"

"I secretly followed you when you left the bookstore."

As she spoke, her voice betrayed a hint of barely concealed excitement, and her eyes gleamed with a fervent light.

"Then I discovered that you had developed a spell in the library."

"What kind of script are those square characters?"

"I searched through all the ancient documents but couldn't find a trace of it."

"He didn't even know Professor Harvey, a leading figure in the academic world."

"Also, how can that mid-level spell achieve the effect of a legendary spell?"

"Was it constructed based on dark legendary magic, the manipulation of phantoms?"

"How exactly did they do that?"

A flood of questions poured out of her, like a burst dam.

Looking into her bright, sparkling eyes, Lin Gui slowly raised his hand and covered his forehead.

Did you follow them that day?

In other words, everything he did in the Elemental Heart Library was being watched by a little guy.

He rubbed his temples, unable to accept this fact for a long time.

"Were you with me the whole time you were at the library?"

"You have so much magic that you can maintain the Ghostly Night Gauze Robe for over nineteen hours?"

As a high-level spell, the Night Veil must have an extraordinary reserve of magic power to maintain its effect for so long.

Lillian, however, is only a mid-high rank.

It's impossible for them not to slip up for so long.

Lillian shrank her neck and spoke awkwardly.

"Because I used... the Silver Moon Spring from the Silver Furnace."

Silver Furnace is the most famous alchemy workshop in Thousand Towers, and Silvermoon Spring is Akara's best mana restoration potion.

A small bottle, worth 970,000 gold coins.

And Elvia did indeed find some bottles and jars on the girl.

However, because the jar had been switched, Lin Gui did not recognize it as the Silver Moon Spring.

"Those few days used up almost all of my stock."

"And the belly..."

Lillian clutched her lower abdomen, feeling a little aggrieved.

"I almost starved to death."

"So... I can only sneakily steal your food while you're sleeping."

Lin Gui's lips twitched.

He recalled those days in the library when a small piece of bread would mysteriously disappear from the corner of the table.

At the time, he thought it was just his imagination.

As if recalling the hunger she had felt back then, Lillian's stomach rumbled again.

She sniffed, inhaling the lingering aroma of meat in the air, her gaze fixed on the bubbling broth in the pot.

She swallowed hard.

When she was first overcome by hunger, she only cared about wolfing down her food.

And now I realize how delicious this broth is.

She stared longingly at the pot, her eyes filled with yearning.

Lin Gui sighed and gestured.

Please make yourself at home.

Upon hearing this, Lillian immediately picked up the bowl, scooped out another full bowl, and began to drink it.

This time she ate more slowly, but still with a sense of satisfaction as if she had survived a disaster.

After finishing several bowls of soup, she finally put down her bowl, her face flushed with the satisfaction of eating.

Seeing that she had eaten and drunk her fill, Lin Gui asked.

"So how did you get to the post office?"

Lillian put down her bowl, hesitated for a moment, and then said in a low voice.

"It's because... I overheard it while eavesdropping."

She glanced at Elvia furtively, then shrank back in fear.

"I heard her call you by your name."

"I've been looking for you ever since you left."

"There is no such person as 'Simpson' in the Heart of Elements, so you must have used the Thousand Illusions Mask."

"Then I followed the name 'Lin Gui' and quickly found the post office."

"Then……"

Her voice became even softer.

"I didn't eavesdrop on purpose."

"It's just... I was too curious."

"I'm curious about the magic you constructed in the Heart of Elements."

"And... the Night-Shirt Robe."

Her gaze fell on Lin Gui's face, with a cautious seriousness.

"She told me that a few years later, the true owner of the Night Veil would come to Thousand Towers."

"The person who created this miraculous magic."

"They were also the ones who sheltered me during my darkest times."

Her voice trembled slightly, as if an answer that had been sought for a long time was finally about to surface.

"Is that you?"

"You're the one she was talking about..."

"Little brat?"

Lin Gui's movements stopped.

He looked at Lillian as if he could see the flickering light of the campfire reflected in her eyes.

"Little devil" is how she refers to herself.

Only she would call herself that.

Lin Gui took a deep breath and then asked.

When did she find you?

Lillian replied.

"20 years into the Dark Ages, May 2nd."

"I found mine in the family office."

Lin Gui clenched his fist tightly.

A fingernail scratched the palm, and fresh blood slowly dripped down between the fingers.

May 2nd, 20th anniversary of the Dark Ages.

That was the day Xinghuo was executed.