Chapitre 338: Dylan's Concern

Arriving at his daughter's room, Dylan saw the Evil God staring out the window as if thinking of something.

Thus, he emerged from the black mist and approached with an annoyed expression. "Evil God, where is my daughter? What are you doing to her again? Aren't you tired of bothering her just because you want to know more about the Goddess of Light?"

"Well, I never got anything from her. Her mouth is shut tight. Your daughter is not that close to Sun." Xerroth shook his head.

"Where is my daughter now? Are you bothering her again?" Dylan looked at every corner of the room. Still, he couldn't find his daughter anywhere even though he scanned the surrounding area with magic.

"Read this." Xerroth flicked a folded pink paper, sending it flying over to Dylan.

Dylan caught it with his two fingers, then opened the paper. He furrowed his brows as he read his daughter's handwriting.