It must be said that Makana's decision to let the old butler remove the mirror seemed to be the right one...... But who would have thought that what proved this for him was just another accident!

The accident happened the afternoon after the mirrors in the entire castle were disposed of by the old butler.

“…… I happened to be passing down the hallway in front of the bathroom when I heard a strange noise coming from inside. When I opened the door and went in, I found Suleni and her...... Her head was dipped in the sink full of water and she didn't move! Oh...... How could someone drown in a sink? It's horrible......"

In Mr. Blois's study, the servant who had first discovered the scene of the accident could not help but tremble slightly. Obviously, until now, he had not been able to shake off the terrible sight he had seen.

At the same time, Mr. Blois sat behind his desk with great vigour, frowning as he listened to the servant in front of him.

Behind him, the old butler silently acted as his observer, without interjecting at will.

Maca watched the two of them fall into thought after the servant who was brought to report finished speaking, causing the other party to lean slightly and stand in place a little confused, so she simply took the first step and asked:

"Then when we get to the bathroom, why is that...... Well, it's called 'Suleni', right? Why is she falling to the ground? Didn't you say that she was lying on her stomach in the pool with her head soaked in the water when you went in? ”

"Oh! I just wanted to see how she was doing, really—she didn't move then, but I thought there might be a way to save it...... I'm serious! ”

Probably for fear of being suspected, the other party also reiterated it several times.

However, Maca didn't doubt his meaning at all, and even the content he just asked was just like having nothing to say.

In fact, Maca almost didn't have anything to ask.

"Mr. McLean, is there anything else you'd like to ask him?" That's when Mr. Blois said, "If you have any questions, just ask!" ”

"No, not yet." Maca then shook her head, "But ...... If you want to talk about suspicion, it seems that he is the biggest, doesn't he? ”

"Well, let's get here first!" When Mr. Blois heard him say this, he waved his hand casually, "Take him to the basement and keep watch, remember to watch the prison." ”

Before he could finish speaking, the two wizards of the Blois family immediately rushed out, tied the servant with magic ropes and went out of the study. No matter how much the servant shouted that he was innocent, the two ignored him.

It wasn't until he was dragged out of the room that Mr. Blois waved his hand at the other maids and male servants who were standing not far away, and said lightly:

"Go back first! Do whatever you have to do. ”

As soon as he finished saying this, the old butler, who had not moved, finally took the initiative to walk towards the servants and led them out. Looking like that, it may have been intended to appease the servants who were very disturbed at first glance.

It was only now that only Maca and Mr. Blois were left in the study.

"Mr. McLean," Blois paused, then "do you really think he's the suspect?" ”

When Maca heard this, she immediately shook her head - the reason why he said such suspicious words was just to make the other nervous servants feel a little more at ease after knowing that the "prisoner" had been contained. And his ultimate goal is to let those people go back and temporarily dispel the panic among the many servants in the castle.

If everybody is scared, things will only get worse.

"That's not a suspect, of course."

Maca sat at Blois's desk, and said slowly with the same frown:

"Mr. Blois, you should already know about the fact that I asked Mr. Butler to have the mirrors in the castle removed, right? I wondered, is the surface of the sink full of water also a mirror? ”

When Mr. Blois heard this, he couldn't help but nod his head again.

"Maybe I can't see it that clearly, but ...... I think if it's still water, it can be used as a temporary mirror. ”

After saying this, he turned his head again and said quite seriously:

"But Mr. McLean, the mirror ...... What the hell is going on? ”

"Well, how do you say that?" Maca scratched her head in embarrassment, "All in all, it's still related to that guy Helbo!" He had a very strange ancient mirror, and that mirror was in my hand - I lifted the seal on it once last night. ”

As she was talking, Maca suddenly stretched out her hands slightly, shook her head and said:

"Although I thought I had enough protection in the room to keep some bad influences out, it now seems that its power has spread in a way that I don't know at the moment."

"Is that so?" Blois couldn't help but sigh slightly, "If even Mr. McKellen doesn't know what the problem is, it seems that something is not good. ”

"yes!" "I didn't expect that after I resealed that thing, the accident would still happen!" ”

After speaking, the two couldn't help but be silent for a moment, and then Blois said:

"So...... Mr. McLean, can I take a look at that 'ancient mirror' you are talking about? ”

"Of course," said Maca, "or rather, I'll have to show you now—because I'm going to leave here with me for some time." ”

As she said this, Maca gestured to Blois, and then turned to the door first. Seeing this, Blois immediately got up and followed.

Honestly, by now, Maca would have liked to have Mr. Blois take a look at the Mirror of Devouring. Let's not talk about whether he can see any fame, at least he has a good hand in sealing magic, and he may be able to help him a lot in that aspect.

It's just that, due to the particularity of the Devouring Mirror, it obviously can't be taken out casually for others to see. Even if it had been proven that his protections could not seem to completely isolate the influence of the mirror, it would be better than doing nothing.

Not long after, Maca took Mr. Blois to the top floor of the tower where he lived, and immediately began to rearrange the rune array quite carefully.

Blois watched from the sidelines, occasionally nodding his head, as if he had understood something, but most of the time he was just as puzzled as anyone else who had seen a pattern like Maca.