L entered the library.


    The interior of the Divine Doctor Association''s library was grand and majestic.


    This was the oldest private library in Pr country, a model of the book collection, with a long and rich history of literary culture. Every corner of this ce had bore L''s footprints.


    She stood in the center, gazing around, recalling how Robert had taught her to write and draw.


    She could recall when she got tired of reading, Robert would carry her back to her room and tuck her in.


    She could recall every time she read in the library, Robert would ce a te of sweet candies for her; she loved sweets.


    She could also recall that when Robert yed the flute on the library rooftop, she would lie on hisp, listening to the flute and watching the moonlight at night.


    If Sylvester was like the sun that saved her, then Robert was like a father, who cared for her like a daughter. Robert couldn''t possibly have done such a thing. But the facts were undeniable.


    L''s eyes gradually welled up with tears.


    Scarlett looked at L''s back and knew that L was crying.


    L wiped away her tears, her eyes gradually turning cold. She no longer wallowed in sadness but clenched her fists and began searching.


    All the books of the Divine Doctor Association were here. If she could find the method of creating the forbidden technique, she would know how to maximize the awakening of the Mutant''s efficacy. Then, she could save Sylvester.


    She didn''t believe that the Divine Doctor Association had really destroyed the method.


    Seeing L searching for something, Scarlett joined in.


    "L, what are you looking for? I''ll help you."


    L was stunned, nced at Scarlett, then collected herself and said, "If you find any book with a forbidden mark, give it to me."


    Scarlett nodded and said, "Okay."


    As they searched, Scarlett found a book about the Miller Witchcraft Tribe serving each generation of families. She was a bit surprised and hid the book.


    Nothing, nothing at all!


    After searching so long, they found nothing. Since it was forbidden, it wouldn''t be casually left in the library.


    L covered her face, her eyes full of unwillingness.


    At Apricot Grove Hall, Sylvester woke up.


    Mildred saw this and was overjoyed. "Sylvester, you''re awake?"


    Sylvester opened his eyes, sat up from the bed, and looked around, not seeing L.


    He frowned and said, "Where''s L?"


    Trenton said, "A few hours ago, L left theb but didn''t tell us where she was going, but I guess it''s not big deal; Scarlett is with her." Sylvester didn''t believe it was no big deal.


    Something must have happened to L.


    Sylvester didn''t want to stay, threw off the covers, and got out of bed.


    After a few steps, he felt dizzy, his tall figure swaying. He paused, pressing a hand to his temple, looking unwell..


    Mildred saw Sylvester like this and moved to support him. He looked worried as he said, "Sylvester, are you okay?"


    Sylvester waved his hand to stop her and paused for a moment. "I''m fine; I''m going to find L."


    With that, he left in big strides.


    Mildred watched Sylvester''s back, walked over to Trenton, and scratched his head as he said, "Does Sylvester know where L is?" Mildred didn''t know.


    Trenton nced at the somewhat clueless Mildred and said nothing.


    If there was such a thing as telepathy, it would undoubtedly be between Sylvester and L.