"What is magic?" Milea couldn't help but ask when she heard Clark plain.
Clark didn't explain anything to the other person, but he went to a desk in this room with a large candlestick in his hand. He used the candle to light another candlestick on the desk and gave the candlestick to Mirai. "You can go and look around, but don't touch anything indiscriminately. If you want to touch anything, please let me know first."
Miraille obediently nodded and lit the candlestick. I was a little scared and hesitated, but when I saw Clark concentrating on flipping through the notebook on the desk, I gritted my teeth and stepped away from him, pushing my back and looking at him warily. Look around.
Clark opened the notebook on his desk. There was written a record of when Count Bluebeard performed a magic trick in secret. It contained a lot of heavy material, all of which revealed Count Bluebeard's perverted mind. What makes Clark even more depressed is that Count Bluebeard always has an assistant with him when he performs his magic, and that assistant is none other than Mr. Valente's butler.
"Oh, that's it! That's it!" Miraie seemed to have made other discoveries as well. After plucking up the courage to take a closer look at the bottles and cans, he took a few steps back in disbelief. My eyes are filled with tears of war and fear.
Clark clutched the trapped and deformed notebook tightly in his hand, looking confusedly at the severed and deformed heads around him, and solemnly said: Some came from the castle. ” The servants there have either mysteriously disappeared or been brutally murdered by the Count and Valente. ”
187 floating corpses
The corresponding name was written on the counter in front of each container, and each persecution was recorded in detail in a notebook.
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