"Roswaal... is dead?"
Hearing this, the blonde girl with drill curls suddenly changed expression. She raised her hand, and Fang Zheng could feel the magic power throughout the entire library becoming oppressive along with her movement.
"What exactly happened?"
"It's a long story, but since you're connected to Roswaal, I'll tell you."
Fang Zheng completely ignored the magical pressure. He casually pulled over a chair, sat down, and explained the entire sequence of events to the girl with drill curls.
After hearing Fang Zheng's account, the girl could not hide her surprise.
"This has to be a joke. You aren't deceiving Betty..."
As she spoke, Fang Zheng saw the girl suddenly reach out into empty air. A thick, heavy book appeared beside Betty's hand, and she quickly opened it. Then the girl's eyes widened in shock.
"Roswaal really died? How could that be? How did this happen...?"
"Mm... Anyway, that's what happened."
Fang Zheng had no idea what kind of relationship the girl had with Roswaal. Judging from the undisguised disgust she had shown when mentioning Roswaal earlier, she did not seem to like him at all. But it was hard to say. If she truly hated him that much, she would not have been living in Roswaal's house.
Fang Zheng had even wondered whether this was some twisted girl-imprisonment play or something, but from the looks of it, that did not seem to be the case.
"Anyway, this territory and house belong to me now, so I wanted to ask what you plan to do."
"Betty has no particular plans."
When Fang Zheng asked, the girl with drill curls seemed rather indifferent. After her initial shock, she returned to that expressionless poker face.
"Betty is merely the keeper of the Forbidden Library. As long as Betty remains here, that