Margaret's Elimination Method

The two of them were about to look at the secret door.

Margaret suddenly waved her fist in the air.

A fist-sized hole appeared on the secret door.

The wind blew in from the outside.

The two looked at each other, both convinced by Margaret's reasoning.

"How is it?

"Do you need my help?"

Margaret gave a smile that she thought was very kind.

Rheagar was caught in a dilemma.

Of course, he understood that there was no such thing as kindness in this world.

The reason why Margaret was willing to help was probably because she had taken a fancy to the treasures in the Sacrificial Room!

"Can you promise not to take too many things?"

Rheagar asked with difficulty,

"After all, that was my ancestor's burial item."

Margaret readily agreed.

" Of course, if you want, I won't take anything. After all, Matthew is my good friend."

Rheagar's eyes lit up.

"Really?"

Margaret immediately said,