Lin Gui's original intention was to only take the Holy Saintess with him, as a smaller target would make movement easier.
However, just as he took a step forward, Elvia leaned in quite naturally.
An impeccable, deeply concerned smile hung on her face.
“At such an important moment, how can I, as a member of the Carter royal family, stand idly by?”
Her tone was sincere, as if speaking from the bottom of her heart.
“Her Holiness's safety is of paramount importance. One more person means one more source of strength.”
“At a critical moment, I am willing to take a blade for Her Holiness!”
She spoke with such righteous conviction that even Lin Gui could not help but glance sideways at her.
Holy Saintess Eve's purple eyes, which seemed capable of seeing through everything, drifted lightly over Elvia.
A faint, meaningful smile hovered at the corners of her lips.
Under that gaze, Elvia felt a pang of guilt, and cold sweat instantly broke out on her back.
Could it be... that this woman actually saw my potential future betrayal in her prophecy?
No, that can't be... Prophecies shouldn't be that detailed...
Just as her heart was in her throat.
The Saintess withdrew her gaze, offering no word of objection, which was a tacit agreement.
Lin Gui cast a speechless glance at Elvia, too lazy to waste words on such matters.
Thus, the originally planned "duo" became a "trio."
...
After Lin Gui left with the two noble women.
Inside the dilapidated antique shop.
The old shopkeeper slowly opened his palm.
Resting quietly inside were a few strands of fine hair, shimmering with a faint ginkgo-gold color.
He had taken them imperceptibly when Holy Saintess Eve was moving around just now.
He carefully handed the hair to Simon beside him, his voice low and cold.
“Send this to those rebels.”
Simon respectfully accepted it, as if taking some kind of dangerous poison.
The old shopkeeper continued to instruct, his tone carrying an unquestionable warning.
“Remember to remind Caesar to act according to the plan and only kill the Saintess. Do not do anything unnecessary, otherwise...”
He did not finish, but the chilling intent to kill said everything.
“Yes, my lord.”
Simon bowed to receive the order and quickly disappeared into the shadows of the shop.
Once Simon left, the old shopkeeper recalled what had just happened.
When he had made his move, it seemed... that little mage had glanced at him.
Was it an illusion?
...
By the time Lin Gui returned to the Pariah Messenger post office on the Seventh Ring with the two women, the sun had already dipped below the hills.
The sun was setting in the west.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw several idle employees gathered together playing cards.
The employees jumped up as if their tails had been stepped on, their faces instantly breaking into warm smiles as they scrambled to greet him.
“Boss! You're back!”
“Hello, Boss!”
Lin Gui had no time to pay attention to their attentiveness.
The two women in black cloaks following behind him also drew curious, stolen glances from the employees.
To avoid drawing attention, Elvia and the Saintess had both put on basic disguises before coming.
“Why are there still so many remaining letters that haven't been signed for during the two days I was gone?”
Lin Gui went straight to the person in charge sent by that noble butler.
He asked, cutting straight to the chase.
A difficult look appeared on the manager's face as he rubbed his hands and explained.
“Boss, we have done our best.”
“We've used all the publicity channels.”
“Except for the Upper District, it's safe to say that almost no one in the lower levels of the Royal Capital doesn't know that the Pariah Messenger is distributing letters from Caran City.”
“Then why are there still over a hundred letters left unclaimed?” Lin Gui frowned.
The manager hesitated for a moment, gesturing for Lin Gui to step aside.
The two of them walked to a relatively secluded corner of the post office before the manager lowered his voice.
“Boss, to tell you the truth.”
“We've done a preliminary screening, and the recipients of these remaining letters... are in rather unique situations.”
He counted on his fingers.
“Excluding those confirmed to be dead, a portion of them are very likely... members of the rebel army or wanted criminals. Their identities are sensitive, so they don't dare show their faces.”
“Some are prisoners locked up in the Royal Capital's dungeon.”
“Some are slaves doing hard labor in the outside mines, with no freedom of movement.”
“Others might be mistresses kept secretly on the outside by some young masters of the Upper District.”
“It is not convenient for us to make contact with these places and people.”
“Furthermore... the noble lords above have also clearly hinted that we shouldn't touch these 'troubles'.”
The manager's face was filled with apology and helplessness.
“So... I hope you can understand our difficulties, Boss.”
Lin Gui fell silent for a moment, then nodded.
“Fine. Sort those letters out separately, give me the possible addresses and names, and I will deliver them myself.”
“Alright, Boss! I'll get right on it!”
The manager ran off to organize them as if he had been granted a grand amnesty.
Seeing Lin Gui actually start sorting the worn-out mailbag.
Stuffing the sorted letters inside, looking fully prepared to go out and deliver mail.
Elvia finally could not hold back anymore. She took two steps forward and reminded him in a low voice:
“Ahem! Lin Gui, what are you doing? Didn't you just promise to protect Her Holiness without leaving her side?”
She pointed at Holy Saintess Eve, who was standing quietly beside them.
Without even raising his head, Lin Gui continued his movements and countered in a flat tone.
“Does this conflict with that?”
Elvia choked on her words, opening her mouth but finding herself utterly speechless.
Protecting the Holy Saintess of the Holy Church of Light.
And wandering the streets to deliver letters to rebels, prisoners, miners, and noble mistresses...
In his eyes, could these two things actually be done at the same time?!
With everything ready, Lin Gui went to the backyard alone.
Lin Gui cast 【Levitation】.
Controlling the simple coffin box containing Hero Reinhardt's remains to fly up steadily.
He prepared to place it in the post office's attic.
However, just as the coffin box was about to touch the attic floor, a sudden change occurred!
In a shadowed corner of the attic.
A figure emerged without warning, like a ghost.
It was as if he had been standing there all along, blending in with the shadows.
He silently caught the floating coffin box.
Lin Gui's pupils shrank suddenly, and alarm bells rang wildly in his mind!
This concealment technique was extremely advanced; he had only noticed the person when they actively revealed themselves!
The person who appeared was indeed the Legendary assassin.
The antique shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper held the coffin box with both hands almost reverently.
He checked it carefully, confirming there were no traps.
Only then did he look up at Lin Gui and ask in a casual tone:
“Where is the Hero's personal equipment?”
Lin Gui was vigilant in his heart, but he showed none of it on his face.
He answered according to the actual situation in the rift earlier.
“I didn't touch it. The Hero's lingering will warned me not to touch his equipment, or else something very terrible would happen.”
The shopkeeper took a deep look at Lin Gui, as if trying to judge the truth of his words.
A moment later, he said flatly, “Is that so?”
He carefully held the coffin box in his arms, like holding an unparalleled treasure.
Then he asked casually, “When are you leaving the Royal Capital?”
He had clearly investigated Lin Gui's background thoroughly long ago and knew this outsider would not stay for long.
Lin Gui did not hide it either. “Three days from now, in the morning.”
The shopkeeper nodded to show he understood, leaving behind a brief sentence:
“Alright, I'll remember that.”
Before his voice even faded, his figure once again dissolved like ink in water.
He vanished silently into the shadows of the attic, as if he had never been there.
Leaving only Lin Gui, who slightly narrowed his eyes.
He felt the cold resonance belonging to a Legendary powerhouse that had not yet completely dissipated in the air.
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