Chapter 263: Open and honest (modified)

"Now, it's time for us to leave." Clark turned and floated in the opposite direction of the terrace.
Allen saw that as she passed through, a square door appeared in the room. He quickly followed and fumbled for the invisible wall.
On the other side of the door, Allen found a staircase and walked down the stairs. After Allen came to the hidden bushes in the courtyard of the manor-he touched the place where he came and went, and found that the illusion was one-way. , Only out but not in.
After walking out of the bushes, Alan looked up into the air, and the sun shot straight into the balcony on the second floor, completely invisible, it also passed through an invisible secret room.
Allen paid more attention to the book he had just received.
"Ellen!" A familiar voice came, the voice of father Owen Harris.
Allen looked over and found Aunt Josephine standing next to his father, looking at him with complicated expressions-there seemed to be lightness, and guilt...
"Ellen, are you okay. What about the Duke of Night? How is it?" Aunt Josephine walked quickly, the velvet flowers on her hat trembling slightly in the cold wind following her hurried pace." I can't feel it anymore..."
"Yes, the Duke of Dark Night is dead and will never show up again." Allen nodded and confirmed.
The dazzling afternoon sun made Alan unable to see Aunt Josephine's expression, and he couldn't help squinting his eyes.
"Aunt Josephine, are you a vampire?" Alan revealed his aunt's identity in front of his father-although theoretically she would no longer be controlled by a higher vampire, he still couldn't help holding his wand secretly guarding himself With.
Owen opened his mouth in astonishment, his eyes fixed on Aunt Josephine.
"Josephine?" he called. "Josephine, is what Ellen said true?"
Aunt Josephine turned around in a moment of stunner, and nodded with a slight trembling. As the identity of the undead was revealed, she did not dare to look at the expressions of other people - a deep sorrow rose in her heart, and this sorrow was heavy. Extremely, she might lose this brother.
"Please forgive my concealment." Her eyes were stained with death gray, and her voice trembled faintly, "I was also controlled - when I got married, I had no idea what would happen to me --"
Years of secrets were confided for a moment, and Aunt Josephine was unable to hold on to herself, sobbing sadly, speechless.
"Oh, Josephine!" Mr. Harris rushed forward and hugged Aunt Josephine with his arms tightly. He hugged her for a long time. "I'm such an incompetent brother. Found your anomaly, for so many years—for so many years—"
Owen's lips trembled violently, and regret and self-blame swallowed his heart.
Aunt Josephine looked up in surprise, but she couldn't shed any tears because of her identity as a vampire.
"You're so stupid, why didn't you tell us? Would we dislike your identity?" Owen complained to his sister bitterly.
"I can't say that if it wasn't for Allen to wipe out the Duke of Night, I can't reveal anything. His single thought is enough to wipe me out." Seeing her brother's words and deeds, Aunt Josephine seemed to have taken a sedative, gradually The ground calmed down.
"That note, Clark's note, you put it on the shelf in Daisy's room on purpose?" Allen asked suddenly.
"Yes, I wanted Daisy or Albert to find out, but I didn't expect it to be you in the end." Aunt Josephine looked down at Alan, and sighed in her tone: "Nephew, you are far better than me. What I learned is much better."
And Owen was confused now, he had too many questions.
"It's not a good idea to talk in the cold wind. Dad, Aunt Josephine, why don't we go to the room and talk." Although Allen knew that everyone's behavior was completely out of true feelings, he still felt that three Standing in the cold wind like this, I was a little silly to shout and scream excitedly.
"Come with me, we can go to the study to talk." Aunt Josephine walked indoors first.
The three of them passed through the spacious hall, and walked directly to the end of the stairs facing the door, and then went up to the second floor.
Aunt Josephine led them straight to the westernmost end of the corridor on the second floor. A flash of beautifully patterned door appeared in front of them. The vampire witch's hand had just held the brass doorknob, and a large amount of blood suddenly shed from above the door. , The three people in front of the door were dyed red instantly.
Owen was shocked, and just wanted to take a closer look, the blood had disappeared without a trace.
"Clark, you are naughty again." Aunt Josephine calmly looked at Clark who appeared suddenly, with a hint of pampering in her helpless expression.
Alan stood by, dumbfounded, but the female ghost recovered so quickly.
Owen looked at the female ghost who suddenly appeared in shock, and only recognized the identity of the female ghost after being frightened.
"I saw it on the second floor. You just cried and laughed. I just wanted to adjust the atmosphere and ease your emotions. Did I do something wrong?" Clark was at a loss at this moment. In her memory, Except for her parents, Josephine is the best person to her.
"No, you did a good job." Aunt Josephine smiled lovingly at her. Although Josephine is a vampire, it is precisely because of this that in the years when she had to hide her identity, she would treat this only person The little ghosts who confided secrets to each other have deep feelings-Josephine, who is actually barren, has already regarded each other as his own child to some extent~EbookFREE.me~ Clark smiled shyly and turned around , Disappeared without a trace.
They finally got into the study smoothly, and Allen calmly looked at the surrounding environment.
This is undoubtedly a comfortable study room. Not only is there a library-like bookshelf, there are also tea tables and chairs on the north side for people to read here, and all kinds of books are stacked together, and some are placed diagonally Some of the bookcases were simply piled on the ground.
The books here are mainly books related to magical creatures and architecture and some literary works. Although they are scattered, they are neatly organized.
Allen guessed that this might be where Aunt Josephine passed the time.
The floor was covered with faded but very clean carpet, and the sofa was placed against the wall.
"Josephine, Allen, what the is going on?" Owen couldn't wait to ask as soon as the three of them sat down on the sofa.
Allen told his father about his discoveries and experiences after entering the manor. He was articulate and logical. Soon Mr. Harris understood what happened.
"Anyway, Ellen, you guys are so reckless! Why don't you wait for us to come back?" Irving is proud of Allen and Daisy's bravery and excellence, but at the same time a little angry, angry with these children's self-assertion Take risks without authorization.
"Because I guessed Aunt Josephine might be controlled by the Duke of Dark Night. In order to prevent my family from beating my family, I can't wait for you to come back." Allen blinked, his expression was quite innocent, "And, I just got hold of it. With the ancient magic that dealt with these undead creatures, I was absolutely sure to deal with them—in fact, it was the same."