Hello, is this a letter addressed to Demon Fortress?

Lin Gui sat sideways on his oak staff.

Eve sat quietly behind him, her hands gently clutching the hem of his robe.

The staff silently lifted off the ground, rising steadily under the support of the [Levitation] spell.

On the street below, Morpheus led several elite warriors and followed quickly.

Their eyes were fixed on the sky, their expressions solemn and urgent.

However, Shia was nowhere to be seen.

She did not appear at this final farewell.

because……

At this moment, she was burying herself completely in the pillow in her bedroom on the second floor of the post office.

Her silver hair was scattered messily on the sheets, and the tips of her ears were so red they looked like they were about to bleed.

She... is too ashamed to face anyone.

Just now at the post office.

The thought of being separated from Lin Gui for so long was unbearable.

Especially after the first delivery, the honeymoon, which should have lasted as long as they were inseparable, came to an abrupt end.

The impulse that surged through Shia's head in that instant overwhelmed everything else.

Forget about the girl's modesty, forget about Eve being there, forget about Morpheus and the others waiting outside...

She completely forgot about it.

All that remained in his eyes was Lin Gui's astonished face, so close to his own.

And then... and then, relying solely on the brute force of the extraordinary ranger...

Lin Gui has won again, making it his second time.

Lin Gui's repeated reminders only resulted in Xia launching an even fiercer attack.

In the end, Lin Gui gave up.

There was nothing I could do but feel helpless...

Lie flat and let her do whatever she wants.

Enjoying the company of a well-proportioned, stunningly beautiful white-haired elf...

Dominate.

Until it's all over.

Until the intense breathing subsided and the burning sensation in his head gradually cooled down.

Until they heard the wise man Kylian's voice, softly sighing about how wonderful youth was...

Shea suddenly came to her senses.

Just now... myself...

What have you been doing?!

Then, the conversation coming from outside the door made her wish she could just disappear on the spot.

Especially the voice of the wise man Kylian, aged yet filled with undisguised astonishment:

"Oh my... listen to that noise..."

"That young mage, you've really had a long and tiring journey."

His words were full of special regard for Shia.

The meaning couldn't be clearer.

Just by listening to the voice, you can tell that Lin Gui is definitely the one on the bottom.

Or rather, the one who got bullied pretty badly.

And Shia, a beautiful elf with white hair and red eyes...

But he's like someone who's just tasted meat, insatiable, and domineering...

Xiao Chunan.

This image...

Now, let alone saying goodbye.

Shea probably doesn't even want to step out of the post office anymore.

Forget about it for at least a week.

And this moment.

The forest spirit on the staff in the air seemed to sense something.

He turned around and glanced at the tightly closed window on the second floor of the post office.

The corner of his mouth twitched almost imperceptibly.

Then, he turned back and gently exhaled.

"Let's go."

The staff was slightly adjusted to accelerate.

With him and Eve, they faced the hazy dawn beyond Avalon.

It flew steadily and resolutely toward the corridor of wailing.

Below, Morpheus and his group followed closely behind, and soon disappeared at the exit of the city wall.

A gentle morning breeze swept through the quiet streets and alleys.

Only a certain elf, filled with shame and indignation, remained in the room on the second floor.

And the lingering, faint, ambiguous scent in the air.

The staff passed through a gap in Avalon's low city wall.

The hazy light from the outside world was replaced by a flowing pale purple curtain.

This is the barrier that separates the inside from the outside.

Lin Gui slowly lowered his staff.

Morpheus and three companions were already waiting there.

They were all carrying heavy packs almost as tall as a person, and were fully armed.

Morpheus pointed to the churning, grayish-white fog beyond the curtain.

"This is the best entrance to explore the Demon King Pillar."

"We also found the best route through the Demon King Pillar's senses."

The Demon Pillar not only provides concealment for Avalon.

They could also faintly sense the energy fluctuations of those powerful spirit demons within the Howling Corridor.

Therefore, there is no need for Lin Gui to risk high-altitude reconnaissance as he did when he came.

Morpheus and his team had already completed their reconnaissance in advance.

Lin Gui jumped down from his staff and dusted off his robe.

"Show me the map you marked."

A hint of doubt flashed across Morpheus's eyes.

In his view, Lin Gui only needed to use that "concealment artifact" to cover them.

Route planning is their job.

But he didn't ask any more questions, since he needed their help.

He took out a roll of tanned leather map from his pocket and handed it to Lin Gui.

Lin Gui took it and spread it out on the grass at his feet.

Several soldiers nearby curiously gathered around.

They formed a small semicircle, surrounding the crouching forest ghost in the middle.

All eyes were on the map and the young mage.

I want to see what he's going to do.

Lin Gui's finger moved slowly across the map.

My fingertips traced over the areas highlighted and marked "critically endangered" in deep red.

Those are the strongholds of epic-level spirit demons.

His gaze was extremely focused.

Sometimes I would refer to the annotations on the map, and sometimes I would look up towards the direction of the fog.

It's like repeatedly checking something.

His brow furrowed slightly, as if he had noticed something odd about the "information".

A barbarian warrior, carrying a massive shield and with bulging muscles, couldn't hold back any longer.

His name is Ruger, a legendary figure.

Lin Gui's actions seemed to him as a challenge to Morpheus's course of action.

They even wanted to seize leadership.

In Avalon, legendary warriors can play chess at the same table as ordinary old men.

The atmosphere was one of equality and approachability.

But at this moment, it is in the corridor of wailing.

Here, there is no difference between legends and ordinary people.

Even the slightest mistake could lead to the instant death of everyone.

He cannot tolerate such interference from "outsiders".

Ruger was about to speak.

An old but steady hand pressed down on his arm.

It was the fox-man wise man, Kylian.

He gently shook his head at Luger, his eyes signaling him to calm down.

"At least," Killian said softly, a habitual faint smile on his face, "he made it across here."

"Let's see what he's trying to do first."

All eyes were once again focused on Lin Gui.

Lin Gui inquired about the details of several key points.

Morpheus answered them one by one.

After confirming that everything was correct, Lin Gui nodded.

Then, under everyone's watchful eyes—

He stretched out his finger and dipped it into the soil beside him.

Start from the "entry" point marked on the map.

A line was drawn.

A route quite different from Morpheus's winding, meticulously planned one.

Straight.

They even went so far as to blatantly penetrate several areas marked as "dangerous" or "requiring extreme detours".

Against the backdrop of that cautious curve, the straight line appears particularly glaring.

"..."

A brief silence fell over the area.

Even Killian's smile faltered for a moment.

He couldn't help but point to the straight line and ask:

"Young mage, what is this?"

Lin Gui did not answer directly.

Because he knew that if he told the truth, these formidable fighters would most likely not agree.

He stood up, dusted off his hands, and turned to the crowd.

"What are the specific strengths of each of you gentlemen? Could you please inform us?"

Killian raised an eyebrow.

Then, he smiled and began to introduce:

"Morpheus, a transcendent high-ranking magic swordsman, our captain."

"This is Ruger, a legendary low-rank shield warrior, a barbarian."

"That's Ash, a legendary mid-rank assassin, human."

"As for this old man, I am Kylian, a lower-ranking legendary fox-man, who has some knowledge of magic and strategy."

Lin Gui glanced at Morpheus with some surprise.

Surprisingly, despite being the core of the team, his apparent rank was the lowest.

Killian seemed to sense his confusion and laughed:

"Strength is not directly proportional to leadership ability."

"In Avalon, the resident affairs officers in charge of coordination are much better at this than us guys who only know how to fight."

Lin Gui nodded in agreement.

He glanced at the four people again.

This lineup is enough to overturn Carter's reign.

He took a deep breath and asked the most crucial question:

"if……"

"Encountered a direct attack from an epic-level Soul Demon."

"Can your physical condition withstand one or two times?"