Hello, is this a letter addressed to Demon Fortress?

When Lillian woke up for the second time, she found herself no longer tied to the chair.

She was placed on a bed covered with a thick blanket, which was soft and carried a dry, grassy scent.

She blinked, taking a long time to adjust to the light streaming in from above.

It was a warm, golden light.

The light seeped in through the gaps in the fabric, illuminating the entire space with a bright yet soft glow.

She looked around.

This is a tent.

Sandbags were pressed down along the edges, and the four corners were secured to the ground with thick ropes.

She looked down at her wrists; the ropes binding her were gone.

Instead, a thin layer of gauze was used to wrap the abrasions on the wrist.

A rich fragrance filled the air.

It tastes like meat broth.

It also carries a hint of spice and the aroma of toasted bread.

Lillian's stomach made an extremely loud noise.

Glug glug glug.

Her face flushed instantly, but the hunger seemed to be awakened, rushing from her stomach straight to her brain.

She swallowed hard, and without thinking twice, threw off the blanket and scrambled to her feet.

The tent flap was half-open, and light and fragrance poured in through the gap.

She moved in that direction almost instinctively.

Then she saw the campfire.

A small fire was burning, and a black iron pot was placed on it, with meat soup bubbling inside.

There were several pieces of golden-brown baked flatbread on the side.

Meanwhile, Lin Gui and Elvia were sitting by the campfire, each holding a bowl and slowly drinking soup.

Lillian's rationality completely vanished at that moment.

She walked over, squatted down by the pot, picked up a bowl that someone had left there, scooped it up to the brim, and began to drink it down.

The scalding hot broth slid down my throat, carrying the aroma of meat and the taste of salt, warming me from my stomach to every part of my body.

She grabbed another piece of biscuit and took a big bite.

The crust is crispy, the inside is soft, and it has a unique charred aroma from charcoal.

She ate voraciously, completely disregarding her appearance.

Lin Gui glanced at her but said nothing.

Elvia put down her bowl and handed her a water pouch.

"Eat slowly, don't choke."

Lillian took the water pouch, tilted her head back and took a big gulp, then let out a long breath.

"...He came back to life."

"Thanks."

Then she finally realized what she was doing.

She held the bowl and the bread, looked up at the two people in front of her, and then looked down at the food in her hands.

The air fell silent for a moment.

Lillian slowly shrank back, like a cat that realized it had made a mistake.

She lowered her head, her voice timid.

"Um, um, that..."

Hello.

"My name is Lillian Nialld."

As she spoke, memories slowly welled up inside her.

The pitch-black room before I fell into a coma, my wrists were bound, and the menacing interrogation.

Her shoulders trembled slightly.

"I might... have contacted the wrong person."

"I am very sorry for eavesdropping on your conversation."

"I will definitely make it up to you afterwards."

"I won't bother you anymore now."

As she spoke, she carefully stood up.

He brushed the grass clippings off his clothes and slowly made his way towards the tent entrance.

She walked very lightly, as if testing whether the ground beneath her feet would suddenly collapse.

During this time, she secretly glanced at Lin Gui and Elvia.

It was as if they were worried they might suddenly attack and pin her down.

However, they remained seated by the campfire, holding their bowls.

He sipped his soup slowly and deliberately, making no attempt to stop her.

Lillian swallowed hard and tiptoed to the tent entrance.

She unzipped her jacket and poked half her head out.

Then a wave of heat hit me in the face.

Dry, scorching hot, and covered with fine sand.

Like an invisible behemoth, it breathed a scorching breath onto her face.

She squinted and instinctively shrank back.

What came into view was an endless expanse of yellow sand.

The rolling sand dunes gleamed with a dazzling golden light under the blazing sun.

It stretches all the way to the horizon.

The sky was a scorched, bluish-white, without a single cloud.

Her hair was whipped wildly by the hot wind, and the sand stung her face slightly.

Lillian stared blankly at the desert, remaining motionless for a long time.

Then she zipped it up abruptly, then unzipped it again.

It's still a desert.

She pulled three times in a row.

Then she slowly turned her head, her finger trembling as she pointed to the boundless expanse of yellow outside.

"Where...where is this?"

"This, this, this, is this still the Thousand Towers?"

Elvia scooped up a spoonful of soup, savored it, and swallowed it before slowly speaking.

"This is the sea buckthorn hills."

"Distance from a thousand towers—"

She thought for a moment, her tone casual.

"Approximately 1,934 kilometers."

Are you planning to go back alone?

Lillian's expression froze.

In fact, five days had passed since Lillian was discovered eavesdropping.

Since that day, after discovering that Lillian had overheard their conversation.

Lin Gui and Elvia dared not take the risk.

Although their conversation about the revolution lasted only a few seconds.

But what if the other party has already sent the message out in those few seconds?

So overnight, Lin Gui and Elvia took Lillian and left Thousand Tower.

They headed towards the boundless desert to the south at top speed.

As for Levy, her extraordinary magical abilities are not suitable for crossing the Red Desert with them.

Lin Gui entrusted her to Wayne, who was about to head north.

During the short five days that Lillian was in a coma.

They traveled swiftly, passing through the Crimson Plateau, the Twin Springs Oasis, the Ash Stone Plain, and the Yellow Sand Dunes.

They even crossed the forbidden Ash Rift.

That is one of the most dangerous rift valleys on the outskirts of the red desert.

Dark red underground fire and poisonous smoke constantly surge within it.

Ordinary caravans would have to travel hundreds of kilometers to avoid it.

But under the cover of Lin Gui's levitation technique and Youye Shayi,

They got through in just half a day.

Lin Gui and Elvia never stopped along the way.

Even in Huangshating, he entrusted the letter to the Adventurers' Guild early on and left directly.

And then we arrived here.

That strange, branch-shaped house was a space woven underground by the Forest Ghosts using wood magic, back when they were still in the Ashstone Plains.

The seabuckthorn hills are already located in the boundless desert.

With yellow sand everywhere, the underground wooden houses were clearly unsuitable for living, so they switched to tents.

Between Lillian's two periods of unconsciousness, they had already crossed a forbidden area.

Huddled in the corner of the tent, Lillian hugged her knees with both hands, rested her chin on her knees, and curled up into a ball.

She kept muttering something under her breath.

"Why should I speak up...?"

"Why should I speak...?"

"I can just hold it in..."

"It's all over, it's all over, it's all over..."

"I'm going to be kidnapped..."

Her voice grew softer and softer.

It eventually turned into a series of incoherent mutterings.

It's like a groundhog that's given up on itself.

By the campfire, Lin Gui sipped his meat soup and casually asked a question.

"I remember you asked us this when we were at the Thousand Towers..."

"Is this the person Miss Fox made you wait for?"

He paused for a moment, his tone calm.

"The Miss Fox you mentioned..."

"Is it called...?"

"Sylvie Villa."