The room was silent for some time, and finally, Pandora broke the frozen atmosphere. She wrinkled her nose, showing a nonchalant expression, and looked at the Witch Demon Elder, asking, "What are the few questions you want to calculate?"
"Ah—" The Witch Demon Elder exhaled slightly, reached into his robe, and pulled out a crumpled piece of papyrus, on which some scribbled words were written, "Here, they are all written down, three in total."
Pandora glanced at it, calling out aloud, "Little Bell!"
"Woof!" A dog's bark rang out, and a yellow shadow darted out from under the desk—it was the Witch Demon Elder's golden yellow dog.
After darting out, the golden yellow dog looked at Pandora ingratiatingly, wagging its tail and panting, awaiting Pandora's command.
Pandora pointed towards the papyrus in the Witch Demon Elder's hand and said, "Bring it to me, Little Bell."
"Woof Woof!"
