Trying not to look too brightly at his opponent, Clark returned to the small hole next to the black frame with his saber in hand, swung it horizontally, and stabbed into the gap. As the entire saber blade disappeared into the wall, Clark felt like the tip of the knife hit something, like a switch or something. With a little push, the bed boards began to shake. A hidden secret door slowly opens, suddenly revealing a secret passageway leading underground.
``Actually, there is a secret passage.'' Millet looked at Clark with shining eyes, but when she saw the dark secret passage, she felt a little frightened and hid behind Clark, holding Clark's sleeve with one hand. I grabbed it.
"Let's go down and take a look," Clark said solemnly.
Holding a large lighted candle in his hand, he approached the secret passage and saw the same spiral corridor leading to the secret spaces of the castle.
When Clark reached the exit, he lit the oil lamps that hung on either side of the door to the secret space. A tingling light illuminated a section of the room, and a horrible, bloody truth hit their minds like an out-of-control train.
This dark secret room had rows of cabinets filled with deformed human heads. They were immersed in a container filled with formalin solution, staring unblinkingly at the intruder. This space is prohibited for double occupancy.
"Oh..." Mirai almost screamed, but quickly covered her mouth and looked around in fear.
This gruesome scene is visually shocking, but still bearable for the savvy Clark. What he is interested in now is a mysterious symbol carved into the vessel in which the human head was immersed. These are people who perform magic tricks. A symbol, an inscription of a prayer in the shadow that overes everything.
"Why...does Earl Bluebeard use similar magic?" Clark is shocked and confused as Count Bluebeard, who used this type of magic, ends up suffering from the same type of magic. Did.
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