Miraie clearly understood the wretched man's intentions and patted his chest happily, saying, "How dangerous, what a blessing."
"Did Butler Valente do it?" Miller guessed.
"No." Clark shook his head. ``The blade that was still in the keyhole had fallen out, indicating that it was a short man who pulled the knife. Also, Butler Valente and Count Bluebeard have been doing this kind of thing together for many years.'' It's impossible to do it secretly. I didn't know how to close the door and I broke my knife."
"Are you Hera-san!?" Mirella's eyes widened.
Clark didn't answer, it was a question that didn't need to be answered at all.
There are only four people inside the castle. By the process of elimination, anyone can guess who is trying to do something bad.
Clark rubbed his hand on the handle of the hammer. His choice of weapon was certainly correct. In the end, someone started showing murderous intent again. At that time, it was a petition between the hunter and the prey.
The two of them left Earl Bluebeard's room and found themselves in a dark, empty hallway. It was as dark as when they first arrived, but they were both so alert that it felt like there were two eyes watching them in the darkness.
Led by Millais, Clark arrives at the door of Miss Hela's room.
Clark's eyes manded, and Miller understood it. He knocked on the door, but when there was no answer inside, he turned the doorknob.
The door was unlocked and he gently pushed it open. Clark always paid attention to the different degrees of door opening. If something goes wrong again, he can protect Millet's safety as soon as possible.
However, Clark was thinking too much and there was no one in the room waiting for him.
"Speaking of which, how much do you know about Hera?" Clark asked as he entered the room, closed the door, and placed a small chair behind the door.
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