This was an exceptionally spacious room, yet it didn't feel empty, for along all four walls were countless colossal bookshelves.
These bookshelves, nearly a hundred meters high and made of Black Profound Wood, stood silently like tongueless giants in the darkness.
In the center of this library, there was a disproportionately large desk.
Adela sat behind the desk, perusing letters sent from various places.
Her speed was fast, almost casually glancing at the letters before memorizing all the information and tossing them aside.
The letters then turned into a streak of light and flew into a certain bookshelf, landing where they were meant to be.
And on these bookshelves, countless letters were already placed.
Adela's reading speed increased, streaks of light extending from the desk to all the bookshelves, filling the entire library.
At that moment.
In a corner of the library, the figure of a slender and attractive woman began to gradually appear.