When Daisy got out of the tunnel, her movements suddenly stopped.
Seeing this, Allen crossed Daisy's body and took the lead to get out of the tunnel.
It turned out to be Clark, she was floating in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window.
Seeing Allen's figure appear in front of the secret door, her eyes lit up and she flew over.
"He's dead?" Clark asked expectantly.
Allen nodded, "Flying ashes annihilated."
Clark suddenly flew up and quickly spun in the air, then with a "pop" sound, she disappeared.
Daisy walked out from behind Allen, "Where did she go?"
"Maybe she was too excited, or too sad. In any case, she really needs to find a place to vent her emotions, let's not disturb her. "
Allen thought of the memories that Clark passed to him and said with pity.
Daisy no longer hesitated and decisively said goodbye to Allen.
For a girl who regarded her appearance as her life, there was nothing more important than making sure that her face was safe and sound.
Allen took out the book of the Dark Night Duke and sat in front of the window patiently waiting while reading.
He believed that Clark would definitely come back for him.
Sure enough, when he finished reading the book in his hand, Clark appeared in front of him.
Her expression was calm and no emotions could be seen at all.
"Thank you for helping me kill the Dark Night Duke. I went to the secret room and there was indeed no trace of his aura. I will also fulfill my promise and give you the collection left by my father. "
She quickly glanced at Allen and a complicated emotion quickly appeared in her eyes.
Before Allen had time to explore, she had already floated in front and led the way for Allen.
In the narrow corridor on the second floor, Clark quickly floated forward until she stood in front of a wooden door at the end of the corridor.
The wooden door was facing a portrait. Allen looked at the portrait, it should be a portrait of Clark's family.
It was a family of three. On the left was Clark's father, handsome and dignified, wearing a robe and meticulous.
On the right was Clark's mother. Although she was fat, she had a kind face.
Between the two of them was Clark, who wore a red dress and had a bright smile on her face.
Although things had changed with the passage of time, the harmony and warmth between the family of three was still conveyed through the portrait.
Clark turned his head and glanced at Allen, then directly went into the portrait.
Allen reached out and grabbed the round brass door handle. He twisted it gently and the door opened.
This was a graceful and luxurious room. Its layout was the same as when the owner was still living here.
A furry carpet was spread out in the middle of the room, and on the left side of the room was a tall four-legged bed. The four pillars of the bed touched the ceiling, and a curtain fell to cover the contents of the bed.
A desk was placed on the right side of the room, and there was a huge floor-to-ceiling window facing the door. Behind the floor-to-ceiling windows was a large outdoor balcony.
"We're here," Clark said.
Allen looked around.
Obviously, there was no trace of a secret room here. It was just like a normal living room.
He looked at Clark. Obviously, Clark had no intention of showing him the way.
Perhaps this was a test from Clark. Allen guessed.
He didn't let go of any suspicious points as he looked around the living room.
Naturally, the most eye-catching thing was the bed that was tightly covered by the curtains that had fallen down.
"Can I open it and take a look?" Allen pointed at the four-cornered bed.
Clark nodded, his eyes revealing a sly look.
Allen, who didn't miss this point, couldn't help but raise his guard.
He gripped his magic wand tightly, walked forward, and opened the curtain.
On the bed with lace, there were three rows of dolls and puppets neatly arranged.
Allen scanned the bed and suddenly realized that the puppets were all facing him. They were eerily staring at Allen's every move, as if they had souls.
Allen's heart beat violently a few times, then gradually returned to normal.
What a mischievous little girl. No wonder Clark revealed such a crafty expression before.
Other than that, Allen didn't find anything strange. He put down the curtain.
Then, his gaze unintentionally fell on the balcony behind the floor-to-ceiling window.
"Eh?" Allen went around the four-cornered bed and walked over.
Walking out from the huge floor-to-ceiling window, Allen entered the semicircular balcony.
The balcony was carved out of the finest marble, with white jade railings forming a wide guardrail.
He noticed that the guardrail of the balcony was very wide, enough for an adult sorcerer to stand on.
Moreover, there were some traces of wear on the guardrail, as if someone had stood on it before.
Why would someone stand on the guardrail?
Allen walked to the edge of the balcony and looked out.
The height from here was very exaggerated. The balcony was very high from the ground, much higher than the second floor of a typical building. If one wasn't careful and fell down, they could break their legs.
Clark also floated to the guardrail of the balcony and looked down at Allen.
"The treasure room is here." Allen said with certainty.
Secretly, he observed Clark's expression with rapt attention.
"That's right, you're a sharp sorcerer." Clark praised.
After saying that, she turned around and jumped out.
Allen hurriedly rushed over and found that her figure suddenly disappeared in mid-air.
Could it be that this was the way to enter the secret room?
Allen decisively jumped onto the guardrail and jumped out.
Since it was only the second floor, even if he fell down, he could use some method in time and land safely.
Allen found that in mid-air, he seemed to have passed through an invisible door and jumped onto an invisible platform.
He felt that the platform under his feet was very hard, but when he looked around, he found that he was standing in mid-air and had a panoramic view of his surroundings like a bird.
At the same time, he also noticed that a few huge chests that didn't exist in the air before appeared in front of Allen.
Clark was standing in the middle of these chests.
"This invisible secret room floating in the air was built by my father. He even used some methods to make it so that it could refract light during rainy days and thus not be easily discovered. "Clark said proudly.
"Amazing!" Allen praised from the bottom of his heart.
To build a secret room to store one's belongings outside of a building and then use constant magic to create such an invisible sorcerer's secret room, it was a genius design.
At this moment, two lines of blood red words appeared in the air: "Anyone who covets my treasures will die without a burial place!"
Clark's hands moved rapidly as he muttered something under his breath.
The blood red words disappeared.
"Now, these treasures are yours."
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