After an unknown amount of time, Clark finally felt the fighting girl's strength in his arms slowly weaken, and her frantic howls gradually turned into pitiful sobs.
Realizing that Miraie was freed from this terrible memory, he immediately released her, held her face in his hands, wiped the tears from her beautiful face, and said with relief: your memory. you're not bad. There's no need to suffer from this memory..."
While saying this, Clark felt a great nostalgia in his heart, but before he could remember it, Clark, who was always alert to the outside world, heard sweet footsteps outside the door.
``Someone's ing,'' Clark whispered, and Millet immediately burst into tears due to the nervousness.
The girl immediately stopped feeling sad and asked nervously: "What should we... do? Do you want to hide?"
Clark was a quick thinker and quickly came up with an idea. He pushes Millet into the closet, picks up the ax and hands it to him. Before closing the closet door, he warned, ``Hide inside first and wait until you have a chance.'' Activities. "
``But what should I do?'' Miraie asked quickly, stopping the door from closing with one hand.
"I'd like to show you my card." Clark took a deep breath. This castle was too strange. He no longer wanted to seek the truth, no longer wanted to analyze who was good and who was bad.
In fact, Miraille has had the opportunity to mit suicide several times before. When he lost his mind due to the mysterious power of the cat-tooth bracelet, he attacked him, but he did not resist. Your opponent always has an ax in his hand and can raise his knife and drop it at any time. He strangled himself to death, but his partner did not.
For whatever reason or not, Clark didn't want to consider pursuing it again. He put down the hammer and stood there, sweat glistening on his face, watching as Hela's bedroom door was slowly pushed open. A small chair creaked.
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