บท 511: Paphield Battle (4)

Marlene placed the book down gently.

She lifted her head and gazed at the room stacked with thick, ancient books. Under the beaming magical radiance, this luxuriously-decorated room gave her a sense of security. Princess-like bed with scarlet satin, velvety mattress and tall bookshelves by the side—this was Marlene's room before she left Golden City.

Incredible.