Chapter 261 Treasure Room (Modified)

When Daisy got out of the tunnel, her movements stopped suddenly. Seeing this, Alan jumped over Daisy's body, protected her behind, and got out of the tunnel first—it turned out that it was Clark, who was going through the huge tunnel. Floating around in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Seeing Alan's figure appearing in front of the secret door, her eyes lit up, and she swished over.

"He's dead?" Clark asked expectantly.

Allen nodded, "The fly ash annihilates."

Clark flew up suddenly, spun rapidly in the air, and then disappeared with a "snap".

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

"Maybe it's too excited, maybe it's too sad. In any case, she really needs to find a place to vent her emotions. Let's not disturb her." Alan thought of the memories Clark passed to him before, with a pitiful tone.

Daisy no longer struggled, and said goodbye to Allen decisively.

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

And Allen couldn't help but took out the book of the Duke of the Night, and while studying it, he sat in front of the bay window and waited patiently—he believed that Clark would definitely come back to him.

Sure enough, when he finished roughly half of the book in his hand, Clark appeared in front of him.

Her expression was calm and she couldn't see any emotion at all, "Thank you for helping me kill the Duke of the Night. I went to the dark room to check, and there is indeed no trace of him. I will also fulfill my promise and will I will give you the collection left by my father." She glanced at Allen quickly, with complex emotions quickly showing in her eyes.

Before Alan had time to explore, she was already floating ahead, leading the way for Alan.

In the long and narrow corridor on the second floor, Clark drifted forward quickly 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—this should be Portraits of the Clark family.

On the painting is a family of three, on the left is Clark's father, handsome and dignified, dressed in a robe, meticulous, on the right is Clark's mother, although she is wide and fat, she has kind eyebrows - and between them is a red-clad Clarke with a bright smile.

Although times have changed, the harmony and warmth among the family of three are still conveyed through the portraits. Clark turned his head and glanced at Allen, and got in directly from the portraits.

Allen reached out and grasped the round brass doorknob, twisted it slightly, and the door opened.

This is an elegant and luxurious room, its layout retains the original when the owner was still living here, a fluffy carpet is laid in the center, and on the left side of the room is a tall four-legged bed, the four pillars of the bed stand on the On the ceiling, the curtains are drawn down to block the contents of the bed from the air. A writing desk is placed on the right side of the room, and there is a huge French window facing the door. Behind the French window is a large open-air balcony.

"Here we are," Clark said.

Allen looked around. Obviously, there was no trace of a secret room here, just like a normal living room. He looked at Clark. Obviously, Clark didn't mean to guide him.

This may be a kind of test for Clark, Allen guessed, he did not let go of the slightest doubt, inspecting the living room - the most eye-catching thing is naturally the bed that is tightly covered by the falling curtains .

"Can I open it and have a look?" Allen pointed to the four-corner bed.

Clark nodded, with a sly look in his eyes, and Allen, who didn't miss this, couldn't help but raise his vigilance.

He clenched his wand tightly, walked forward steadily, and opened the curtain sideways - three rows of dolls and dolls were neatly arranged on the bed with lace.

Allen scanned the bed, and suddenly found that the puppets were all facing him and staring at Allen's every move eeriely, as if they had souls.

Alan, who was a little scared of the doll, his heart beat violently a few times,

But after taking a deep breath, it gradually returns to normal frequency

What a naughty little girl, no wonder Clark showed such a sly look before, but other than that, Allen didn't notice anything unusual, and he lowered the curtain.

Then, his eyes accidentally fell on the balcony behind the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"Huh?" Allen walked around the corner bed and walked over.

Walking out from the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, Allen entered this semi-circular balcony. This balcony was carved out of excellent marble, and the white jade railings formed a wide guardrail. He noticed that the guardrail of this balcony was very wide. , perfectly large enough for a grown wizard to stand on - and, with some scuff marks on the verandah rail, it seemed that someone had indeed stood on it.

Why stand on the fence?

Allen walked to the edge of the balcony and looked out. The height seen from here was exaggerated. This balcony was very high from the ground, much higher than the second floor of ordinary buildings. If you accidentally fall, you may break your leg.

Clark also floated onto the railing of the balcony, staring down at Allen.

"The treasure room is here." Allen said with certainty, secretly observing Clark's expression.

"Yes, you are really a keen wizard." Clark praised.

After speaking, she turned around and jumped out.

Allen rushed over and found that her figure suddenly disappeared in midair: "Is this the way to enter the secret room?"

Allen jumped onto the guardrail decisively, and jumped out. Anyway, it was only the second floor. Even if he fell, he could take timely measures to land safely after being prepared for years of exercise.

In mid-air, Allen found that 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 mid-air, like a bird. Generally have a panoramic view of the surroundings.

At the same time, he also noticed that several super huge boxes that did not exist in the sky before appeared in front of Allen.

Clark stood between these boxes. "This invisible secret room floating in the air was built by my father. He even used some means to make it refract light in rainy days, so that it is not easy to be discovered." Clark said proudly.

"It's amazing! These designs are really imaginative." Allen admired the other party's brain hole from the bottom of his heart - setting the secret room for storing his belongings outside the building, and then using constant magic to create such an invisible wizard's secret room , What a genius design.

At this moment, two lines of blood-red runes appeared out of nowhere in the air: Anyone who covets my treasure will die without a burial! Clark's hand waved quickly, chanting words, and the blood-red words disappeared.

"Now, these treasures are yours." Clark pointed to the big boxes and said to Allen.