As Daisy emerges from the tunnel, her movements suddenly stop.

Seeing this, Eren crossed Daisy's body, protected her behind her, and took the lead out of the tunnel.

It turned out to be Clark, who was floating around in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.

Seeing Allen's figure appear in front of the secret door, her eyes lit up and she flew over.

"Is he dead?" asked Clark expectantly.

Alan nodded, "Fly ash annihilation." ”

Clark suddenly flew up, spun rapidly in the air, and then "snapped" and disappeared.

Daisy walked out from behind Allen, "Where did she go?"

"Maybe it's too excited, maybe it's too sad. Either way, she does need to find a place to vent her emotions, and let's not bother her. ”

Alan thought of the memories that Clark had passed on to him and said pityingly.

Daisy was no longer entangled and decisively said goodbye to Alan.

For a girl who values her appearance as her life, there is nothing more important than making sure that her face is safe and sound.

Alan took out the Duke of Night's leather book and studied it as he sat in front of the bay window and waited patiently.

He was confident that Clark would come back to him.

Sure enough, as he finished browsing the book in his hand, Clark appeared in front of him.

Her expression was calm and unwavering, and she couldn't see emotion at all.

"Thank you for helping me kill the Duke of Night, I went to the dark room to see it, and there is indeed no trace of him. I will also fulfill my promise to hand over to you the collection left by my father. ”

She glanced at Alan quickly, and a quick look of mixed emotions appeared in her eyes.

Before Eren could explore, she was already floating ahead of her, leading the way for Alan.

In the narrow hallway of the second floor, Clark drifted forward quickly until she stood in front of a wooden door at the end of the hallway.

Facing the wooden door was a portrait of Allen—presumably a portrait of Clark's family.

The painting shows a family of three, and on the left is Clark's father, handsome and dashing, dressed in a robe, meticulous.

On the right is Clark's mother, who is wide and fat, but has a kind eyebrow.

And between the two is Clarke, who is dressed in a red dress and has a bright smile.

Although time has passed, the harmony and warmth between the three members of the family are still conveyed through the portrait.

Clark turned his head to look at Allen and went straight into the portrait.

Alan reached out and grabbed the rounded brass doorknob, twisted slightly, and the door opened.

It is a magnificent room, and its layout has been preserved as it was when the owner was still living here.

A shaggy carpet was laid in the center, and on the left side of the room was a tall four-legged bed, with four pillars of the bed against the ceiling, and a curtain that fell to keep the contents of the bed airtight.

A writing desk sits on the right side of the room, and a large floor-to-ceiling window faces the door. Behind the floor-to-ceiling windows is a large open-air veranda.

"It's here. Clark said.

Alan looked around.

Obviously, there is not the slightest trace of a secret room here, it is like a normal living room.

He looked at Clark, who had no intention of guiding him.

This may be a test for Clark, Alan guessed.

Without sparing the slightest suspicion, he examined the living room.

The most eye-catching thing is, of course, the bed that is tightly hidden by the falling curtains.

"Can I lift it and take a look?" Alan pointed to the corner bed.

Clark nodded, a hint of cunning in his eyes.

Allen, who didn't miss this, couldn't help but raise his vigilance.

He tightened his grip on his wand and stepped forward steadily, turning sideways to open the curtain.

On a lace bed, three rows of dolls and puppets are neatly arranged.

Alan glanced at the bed and suddenly saw that the puppets were all facing him and staring at Allen's every move as if they had souls.

Allen's heart throbbed violently a few times, and gradually returned to its normal speed.

What a naughty little girl, no wonder Clark had such a cunning look before.

Other than that, Alan didn't notice anything unusual, and he put down the curtain.

Then, his gaze inadvertently fell on the veranda behind the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"Huh?" Alan walked around the corner bed.

Stepping out of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, Alan stepped into this semicircular veranda.

This veranda is carved in fine marble, and the white jade balustrade encloses a wide guardrail.

He noticed that the balustrade of the balcony was so wide that it could fit a full-grown wizard to stand on.

Moreover, there are some signs of wear and tear on the balustrade of the veranda, and it seems that someone did stand on it.

Why stand on the guardrail?

Alan walked to the edge of the veranda and looked out.

The height from here is exaggerated, and the veranda is very high above the ground, much higher than the second floor of a typical building. If you accidentally fall, you are likely to break your leg.

Clark also floated to the railing of the veranda and stared at Alan condescendingly.

"The treasure room is here. Alan affirmed.

Secretly, he watched Clark's expression intently.

"That's right, you're a keen wizard. Clark praised.

With that, she turned around and jumped out.

Eren hurried over and found that her figure had suddenly disappeared in midair.

Could it be that this is the way to enter the secret room?

Eren decisively jumped on the guardrail and jumped out.

Anyway, it's only the second floor, even if he falls, he can take measures in time and land safely.

Alan noticed that in mid-air, he seemed to have passed through an invisible door and jumped onto an invisible platform.

He felt that the material of the platform under his feet was very hard, but when he looked around, he found himself standing in the air, taking in the surrounding area like a bird.

At the same time, he also noticed that several super huge boxes that had not existed in the air before appeared in front of Allen.

Clark stood between the boxes.

"This invisible chamber floating in the air was built by my father. He even used tricks to make it refract light on rainy days, making it less easily spotted. Clark said proudly.

"It's amazing!" said Allen, admiring from the bottom of his heart.

It was a genius design to set up a secret room to store one's belongings outside the building, and then use constant magic to create such an invisible wizard's secret room.

At that moment, two lines of blood-red runes appeared in the sky: Anyone who covets my treasures will die without a place to bury!

Clark's hands danced rapidly, words in his mouth.

The blood-red text was gone.

"Now, the treasure is yours. ”

Clark pointed to the large boxes and said to Alan.

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