This is the only memory object Clark is likely to find.
When I arrived at the hallway of the castle's maid's room again, I approached Lady Hela again with an anxious attitude. He saw a large burn mark on the bedroom door. The fire in the room was probably extinguished. Fireworks were streaming from the door of the room.
When Clark reached the door and looked inside the room, his heart instantly tightened.
The place was in disrepair, with dressers torn apart and burnt clothes strewn about, but Mr. Clark did not see Miss Miller's body.
Isn't Miss Miller dead? Or maybe he didn't die here?
Mr Clark didn't know what had happened at the time, but he prayed with all his heart that Miss Miller would survive.
Thinking of this, Clark reached Miss Miller's bedroom door and turned the knob.
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Miss Miller's boudoir was a little different than Clark had imagined. He thought that even if Miraille's room wasn't a beautiful girlish room, there would be at least one or two beautiful things in it. However, the actual room is very ordinary, the furniture is nothing special, and the necessities of daily life are basically available here.
Clark opened the chest of drawers in his room. Everyone was dressed as a castle maid. There were no civilian or other clothing. He couldn't help but remember that Lady Hela had said that Millet had bee a maid in the castle a month ago. , It is estimated that Miss Hella was previously very poor and did not have proper clothes.
The things in the closet were very clean. Clark searched every nook and cranny in the closet for something to hide, but couldn't find anything with memories.
Clark looked elsewhere, but again found nothing. Miraille's room was simple and frugal, just like his. She didn't have heavy make-up like Miss Hera, only a simple and beautiful face.
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