Hundreds of kilometers south of the Belbo Abyss Promenade, along the river, is the Molten Iron Fortress that once ruled the region.

Unlike the atmosphere of Charlotte's arrival at the Molten Iron Keep, the Molten Iron Castle was filled with the sound of clanging hammers, and on the platforms in the first area, the dwarven musketeers were tending to their firearms, and the shield warriors were oiling their armor.

In the upper floor, an oval-shaped building is covered with ivy-like plants, and lush greenery dots the 100,000-square-meter building, which is second only to the royal palace in the whole molten iron fortress.

This is the library of the Molten Iron Castle, which records various historical materials and crafts since the construction of the Molten Iron Castle. Of course, the practice materials of the rune mage are also indispensable.

In the depths of the library, the petite and slender Mage Loran held a thick file in her hand, she wore a pink glasses with thin rimmed glasses, and her original dignified and virtuous lady was completely replaced by exhaustion.

She'd been in the depths of the library for a day and a night, and since Teklin and Devany had returned and learned that Charlotte had fallen into the Bedbo's Abyss, she had been searching for history there.

Beside her, Daphne sat cross-legged on the cold floor, surrounded by a clutter of historical materials. There were heavy hard-shell books and wax-sealed parchments, which were jumbled and stacked in a small mountain.

Next to the hill, Vivien and Lolita's little heads paused, and they looked like they were half-asleep and half-awake.

Deverna yawned, and throughout the night she accompanied Loren and the two young mages through the literature.

"How?' How?" Loraine, looking up from the literature, glanced at Yawning Daphne, who shook her head sleepily with her eyelids drooping.

"If Princess Devany gets tired, she can go to the inner room to rest for a while. Although Loren is also tired, as a mage, she has had many sleepless research experiences, and compared to the well-used elf rangers, she is a little more resistant to staying up late.

"No!" Devany shook her head resolutely when she heard this, she slapped her cheeks with both hands, and slapped her white face red, "That bastard mage is still stuck in the abyss, and at night, he will be in more danger!"

Luo Lan was stunned, and then covered her mouth and chuckled, "Although the princess keeps claiming that Master Charlotte is 'bastard, perverted, and sister-in-control', it can be seen that the relationship between you is quite good!"

"Nonsense! Loraine! I can't talk nonsense, I've only fought with him a few times, and if you really want to talk about it, I still have old accounts with him that haven't been settled!"

For Loraine's ridicule, Devany did not hesitate to refute.

Loraine, who was also a childhood friend, nodded yes, but didn't seem to believe it at all.

Daphne pursed her lips, feeling that no amount of explanation would only get darker and darker. She said to herself in her heart that the reason why she had been searching for information without sleep was only because what she found that day made her faintly uneasy.

She is also vaguely aware that Charlotte's fall may be related to her teacher Zoe, which is why her heart has been tormented by anxiety and boredom these days.

Devany always thinks that on the one hand, the teacher who has taught her for many years, and on the other hand, the comrades who have fought side by side with her. If they do have a conflict, what will they do?

But soon, she would denied her worries like self-deprecation, after all, her teacher was the root king who stood at the top of the multiverse, and if she really wanted to be an enemy of Charlotte, the little master of the Seven Rings, would she still need to use such means?

In her thoughts, Daphne almost fell into a state of nervous failure, so she had to numb herself in this way. In any case, it is imperative to rescue Charlotte from the Bell Bo Abyss first.

However, a day and a night of consulting has made no progress, and no matter which historical source it is, it is full of mystery and danger when describing the Abyss of Belbo. Since the founding of the Molten Iron Castle, the dwarven pioneers and the natives of the underworld, no matter how powerful or of any race, have never made it back to the abyss alive.

It seems to be a forbidden area for life, strange and mysterious.

Devany and Lorain had a brief exchange, and were about to continue researching the materials, when they heard the babbling voice of Teklin from the quiet library.

"Hey, don't look it up!

The sound of thumping footsteps was heavy, and the armoured dwarves were like miniature titans that dusted the neglected corners of the library.

Devany looked up from the stack of books dissatisfied, looked at the place where she came from, and snorted unhappily, "Why didn't you come here to entertain us by not assisting the King of Molten Iron Castle in mobilizing the army of the Cold Iron Clan!?"

The original anxiety finally found the Bucket of Heat, and Teklin was scolded by Devonne, but soon, he said happily, "I said Daphne, what are you annoyed about!

This time, even Loren looked unkind, Charlotte's fate was uncertain, and she and Daphne worked sleepless day and night to search for information, but Teklin put on a happy smile. Honestly, anyone would be unhappy with Teklin's performance at this point.

But before Loran could speak, he heard a familiar voice coming from outside the door behind Teklin.

"Hey, dwarf, don't talk like you brought me back!"

Daphne and Loren rose to their feet, both beaming with joy.

"Charlotte!"

"Master Charlotte!?"

Frightened, Vivien and Lolita suddenly rose from their half-slumber, rubbed their eyes, and looked out the door. Walking in from outside the door, the young man whose clothes were tightly pulled by the silver-haired and double-ponytailed young girl was not Charlotte.

"Teacher!"*2

"Damn it, I can't sleep until I look up the information, since it's okay, you can come back to me quickly!" Daphne's joy quickly subsided, and she clasped her hands to her chest and put on an angry look of a cold goddess.

Charlotte's heart felt like a hot spring, and the whole person felt warm, he never thought that Daphne would be so worried about him. To be reasonable, in fact, not only did he spend a very short time with Daphne, but they also had some unpleasant encounters with each other.

But soon, his expression changed dramatically, and he winked at Daphne and said in a deliberately cold tone, "Why are you still here!?"

"Huh?" Charlotte's sudden indifferent tone upset Devonne, who noticed Charlotte's deliberately strange appearance and was about to taunt her, when she saw El's stupid young girl pointing at herself.

"Hee-hee! Stupid elves dare to stay here! Sister, catch this accomplice!"

Devany realized something immediately!

She looked and saw a beautiful girl walking behind Charlotte. She wore a blue and white dress with lace patterns on her sleeves, and her blonde hair, which was pulled into a princess's dignified bun, left a long and short playful hair in the front, which more or less made her expressionless, indifferent temperament a little more popular.

That's the Grand Duke of Icewind Castle and one of the Three Saints of Annihilation, Princess Sylvia of the Ice Lake!

The always expressionless girl's ice blue eyes were indifferent, but the corners of her lips were filled with a smile that seemed to be a smile, she nodded to Vivien and Lolita, who saluted her excitedly, and when she looked at Daphne again, her smile became cold and indifferent.

Daphne's heart skipped a beat, and she would rather see Sylvia with a blank face than see her smile jerky at all.

"Your Highness, Your Highness......" Daphne knelt on one knee very respectfully.

"Where's Zoe?" Sure enough, when the clear voice like an ice fountain sounded, Daphne's mood suddenly fell to the bottom, "Is your teacher sure that I won't dare to make a move on you?"