The journey from Birmingham, where the Adam family home is located, to Bloomsbury, is long.
They had to travel for at least two hours. Matthew and Raymond were willing to clear their schedules to know the condition of their grandfather's house.
"Clare...?" Raymond reprimanded his sister and made sure she was still awake.
"What is it?" asked Clare as she enjoyed the spring scenery along the way.
"Aren't you afraid if suddenly Grandpa appears in front of you?" Raymond teased Clare again.
Clare rolled her eyes and snorted.
"What other trick are you going to play so that I feel scared and not stay there?
Just tell the truth, Ray. Aren't you afraid of losing the bet with me?"
Clare teased Raymond back while sticking out her tongue.
"Tsk, this brat, can't you just let me win once in a while? Dad, Mom, and Matthew always defend and make you win, even if you should lose," Raymond grumbled and made Clare chuckle.
"Of course, I can't let you win. I want to be there and make friendships in Bloomsbury!"
Matthew glanced at Clare, who seemed enthusiastic to stay at his grandfather's legacy.
However, somehow Matthew had a bad feeling.
All this because he had fallen into the basement and found many strange objects when he was a teenager and playing at his late grandfather's house.
He found a silver sword and dagger, a bow, and an arrowhead, also made of silver.
He even found a bizarre painting in which a man, dressed in all black and wearing a hood, aimed his arrowhead and killed a wolf more enormous than a human.
The basement is quite unusual because usually, the basement is damp, but the opposite happened at Grandpa's house.
The basement was arranged like a study room, all of Grandpa's ancient collections were neatly arranged there, and the place was warm.
He had also read strange books, such as The Legend of Hansel and Gretel, Witch Hunts, and so on, but in the form of ancient manuscripts and not story books!
Matthew could only sigh when Clare's intention to stay there became passionate after he conveyed the existence of these objects.
"Don't you know that I'm studying history too? Such mythology would greatly help me study the history of Europe in its entirety!"
Clare's eyes lit up when she said that.
"Don't be stupid. If you live there, that's all I have to say," said Matthew as he looked at his sister from the rear-view mirror of his car.
"Yeah, I know, Matt," said Clare as she looked back at her brother.
After nearly two hours of driving, their car entered the magnificent estate in the city of Bloomsbury, which is famous for its splendid buildings.
The British Museum, the British Medical Association, the Royal Academy of Dramatic Art, various language and cultural institutions, and the two schools of the University of London-University College London and Birkbeck College, founded as London Mechanics' Institutions.
Since Grandpa's house was only about ten minutes away, Clare was even more excited by riding a bicycle.
She can be calmer and more focused on exploring her vocational field.
However, his family is worried about the only daughter in Adam's family.
Clare is too kind and naive, she is intelligent in every subject, and although she is sometimes very mischievous, sometimes she can still be tricked and taken advantage of by others.
Because of that, their parents finally sent Matthew and Raymond to ensure the house was safe and decent enough for their sister to live in.
Matthew turned off the engine and got out, followed by Raymond and Clare.
Their eyes looked here and there and noticed the big house, which had just been cleaned by the father's servant, but the Ivy plants were still allowed to propagate on the roof.
The house's courtyard was huge and had a small maze garden along the side of the fence, planted with red roses, which smelled very sweet. Behind the house is a relatively large swimming pool with a neatly laid-out courtyard.
A Holly tree was planted at the back end of the house. Every Christmas, Grandpa would ask people to put lights around the tree to make it look beautiful.
Clare bit her lip. She missed the cheerful old figure so much.
"Come on in," Matthew admonished his two brothers.
Clare flinched a little, and her daydream was interrupted instantly. She immediately followed her two brothers to enter the house.
They climbed the stairs to the door, the house's front door was quite large, and the terrace was lined with expensive marble.
Their grandfather was very ancient, but he had a high sense of art. He was similar to a humanist!
When they opened the door to the house, a long red carpet was spread out. The carpet was installed until the stairs went up to the second floor.
They can find ancient paintings in the living room at fantastic prices. Jars and ceramics on a polished wooden shelf.
They can find a classical piano, harp, and various ancient musical instruments in the family room.
The other rooms had the same design as well, but for some reason, precisely because of that, Clare felt very at home there.
"Are you sure, Clare?" Raymond asked his sister again.
"A thousand times you ask, I will still give the same answer!" Clare put her hands on her hips while looking at Raymond.
Raymond could only sigh and resign if Clare really insisted on this.
However, Matthew's behaviour actually made Clare suspicious. The man strolled towards the family library room. He seemed to be staring at something, which was located in the corner of the room.
Clare poked Raymond and then invited him to follow Matthew.
It wasn't long before Matthew crouched down and removed the carpet covering that part of the floor.
A secret entrance, right under the carpet!
Clare and Raymond squealed so that Matthew was taken aback by it.
He was about to close the carpet again, but Raymond quickly restrained him.
"What's this? Looks like you're the only one who knows this place?" Raymond groaned.
"That's right, you didn't tell us anything about this secret door! Since when did you find out?" asked Clare enthusiastically.
Matthew really felt trapped and could only follow the wishes of the two.
He then lifted the iron, which seemed to be the key to the room. He turned it to the left and…
CREAAAK…. The wooden door lifted upwards.
"I remind you two, don't act recklessly… Do you understand?" Matthew had to ensure that the two siblings didn't do anything wrong. After the two of them nodded solemnly, he immediately went down the stairs to the basement.
Raymond and Clare also slowly followed the steps of their Big Brother. When they were in the room, both were astonished because they never knew anything about the room!
"This…?" Clare didn't continue her words. She was still amazed and fascinated by the room."Looks like this is Grandpa's secret room," Matthew told his two siblings.Raymond looked at the objects displayed there, a pistol, silver bullets, bows, and arrowheads, also made of silver.Silver stakes, silver swords, and daggers.Clare rubbed the book, the pages open, on Grandpa's desk.She looked at the tiny writing on the page, then frowned."What is it?" asked Raymond as he walked over to his little brother, looked at the page, and stood straight at Matthew."Have you known this place for a long time?" He asked his brother, his voice a little angry."Yeah, I've known it since we were teenagers, Ray," Matthew replied calmly."Then did you ask Grandpa about this?" Clare also asked out of curiosity.Matthew just shook his head slowly. Raymond's eyes widened, knowing that."Who is our real family? Are we the Vampire exterminator family? Or a cult cultist? Are we even a nation of magicians?"R
Again the man did not immediately answer, he just looked around, and his face looked confused.Clare felt a little annoyed and went into the basement. She immediately looked into the dug hole and checked. Did the man enter by digging a hole?Of course, Clare could see the dugout, which seemed quite long.She chuckled in annoyance and quickly climbed back up.The man was still standing there and looking at the entire library."Are you ready to answer? Who are you really?" Clare put her hands on her hips and tilted her head.The man looked at Clare with a pair of sharp blue eyes."Enzo Etienne, that's my name."He answered curtly and then pulled a book from the shelf and read it."Hmm, Enzo… Etienne? Your name is as ancient as you look," Clare commented on the man."What are you doing at my Grandpa's house? How far did you dig to get in here?"Clare asked again."I didn't dig. I was buried in there," the man replied, turning the pages of his book.Clare's mouth opened, and she stared at
Clare immediately dismissed the thought."He's not a man! He's a strange creature from a dugout!" Clare tried to get rid of her thoughts, and with a red face, she looked briefly out the door of the grandfather's room.Then she studied her grandfather's clothes and muttered under his breath."Sorry, Grandpa, but I have to lend him this shirt ..." she said while stroking the shirt left by the late Grandpa.Then Clare rushed to the bathroom, which was on the first floor.When she opened the door, she was surprised to see the man coming out of the shower room naked.Instantly her face turned red, and his heart beat fast.Clare immediately turned her face away while her hands touched the wall, then placed the clothes on the small table in the large room."P-Put on your clothes! After that, I will cut your hair and shave your beard!"After saying it in such a shouting tone, she immediately got out of there and dashed towards her room.Enzo looked at the clothes Clare had put down.Water was
This girl is indeed a descendant of the Adam family. But why does it seem like she doesn't know anything about our existence? She looks very naive and innocent and also looks harmless.Enzo wondered in his heart. He looked at the large palm that was shaking Clare's tiny fingers."Alright, since we're acquaintances, I'll clear things up here, and we'll figure out how you will stay here for the time being!"Enzo has no other choice but to follow what Clare says. He is in a very alien world, with different views and air. This wasn't the Bloomsbury he knew. This town looked so different.When Clare tidied up the place again, she immediately invited Enzo to return to the house. Clare strolled with a frown. She was thinking, where should Enzo hide if her brothers returned to this house.In the basement again? No, no… Will Matt know where Enzo is right away if he uses one of Grandpa's rooms? No! That would be tantamount to dumping Enzo on them as well.Clare's eyes moved, and she looked at t
The bright morning, the cool air, and the sunshine that warmed the world, made Clare Caroline inhale the morning air greedily."If you inhale like that, the bees will get into your nose, Clare," teased the mother, Mrs. Audrey, as she passed Clare."Bees won't like my morning snot, Mom. It's very sticky and allows it to be stuck there forever," said Clare as she breathed in the morning air.The mother shook her head. She was swamped this morning because Clare would live at her grandfather's house, according to her grandfather's will, before he died, if the house was to be inherited by Clare.Her grandfather chose Clare as the heir to the mansion because Clare was the only granddaughter in Hugo Adam's extended family.This year, Clare, who has just turned twenty, was finally given permission to live there alone because she wanted to live independently and work independently.It was a strange reason for the mother, considering Clare was the youngest child in their family.His two older b
This girl is indeed a descendant of the Adam family. But why does it seem like she doesn't know anything about our existence? She looks very naive and innocent and also looks harmless.Enzo wondered in his heart. He looked at the large palm that was shaking Clare's tiny fingers."Alright, since we're acquaintances, I'll clear things up here, and we'll figure out how you will stay here for the time being!"Enzo has no other choice but to follow what Clare says. He is in a very alien world, with different views and air. This wasn't the Bloomsbury he knew. This town looked so different.When Clare tidied up the place again, she immediately invited Enzo to return to the house. Clare strolled with a frown. She was thinking, where should Enzo hide if her brothers returned to this house.In the basement again? No, no… Will Matt know where Enzo is right away if he uses one of Grandpa's rooms? No! That would be tantamount to dumping Enzo on them as well.Clare's eyes moved, and she looked at t
Clare immediately dismissed the thought."He's not a man! He's a strange creature from a dugout!" Clare tried to get rid of her thoughts, and with a red face, she looked briefly out the door of the grandfather's room.Then she studied her grandfather's clothes and muttered under his breath."Sorry, Grandpa, but I have to lend him this shirt ..." she said while stroking the shirt left by the late Grandpa.Then Clare rushed to the bathroom, which was on the first floor.When she opened the door, she was surprised to see the man coming out of the shower room naked.Instantly her face turned red, and his heart beat fast.Clare immediately turned her face away while her hands touched the wall, then placed the clothes on the small table in the large room."P-Put on your clothes! After that, I will cut your hair and shave your beard!"After saying it in such a shouting tone, she immediately got out of there and dashed towards her room.Enzo looked at the clothes Clare had put down.Water was
Again the man did not immediately answer, he just looked around, and his face looked confused.Clare felt a little annoyed and went into the basement. She immediately looked into the dug hole and checked. Did the man enter by digging a hole?Of course, Clare could see the dugout, which seemed quite long.She chuckled in annoyance and quickly climbed back up.The man was still standing there and looking at the entire library."Are you ready to answer? Who are you really?" Clare put her hands on her hips and tilted her head.The man looked at Clare with a pair of sharp blue eyes."Enzo Etienne, that's my name."He answered curtly and then pulled a book from the shelf and read it."Hmm, Enzo… Etienne? Your name is as ancient as you look," Clare commented on the man."What are you doing at my Grandpa's house? How far did you dig to get in here?"Clare asked again."I didn't dig. I was buried in there," the man replied, turning the pages of his book.Clare's mouth opened, and she stared at
"This…?" Clare didn't continue her words. She was still amazed and fascinated by the room."Looks like this is Grandpa's secret room," Matthew told his two siblings.Raymond looked at the objects displayed there, a pistol, silver bullets, bows, and arrowheads, also made of silver.Silver stakes, silver swords, and daggers.Clare rubbed the book, the pages open, on Grandpa's desk.She looked at the tiny writing on the page, then frowned."What is it?" asked Raymond as he walked over to his little brother, looked at the page, and stood straight at Matthew."Have you known this place for a long time?" He asked his brother, his voice a little angry."Yeah, I've known it since we were teenagers, Ray," Matthew replied calmly."Then did you ask Grandpa about this?" Clare also asked out of curiosity.Matthew just shook his head slowly. Raymond's eyes widened, knowing that."Who is our real family? Are we the Vampire exterminator family? Or a cult cultist? Are we even a nation of magicians?"R
The journey from Birmingham, where the Adam family home is located, to Bloomsbury, is long.They had to travel for at least two hours. Matthew and Raymond were willing to clear their schedules to know the condition of their grandfather's house."Clare...?" Raymond reprimanded his sister and made sure she was still awake."What is it?" asked Clare as she enjoyed the spring scenery along the way."Aren't you afraid if suddenly Grandpa appears in front of you?" Raymond teased Clare again.Clare rolled her eyes and snorted."What other trick are you going to play so that I feel scared and not stay there?Just tell the truth, Ray. Aren't you afraid of losing the bet with me?"Clare teased Raymond back while sticking out her tongue."Tsk, this brat, can't you just let me win once in a while? Dad, Mom, and Matthew always defend and make you win, even if you should lose," Raymond grumbled and made Clare chuckle."Of course, I can't let you win. I want to be there and make friendships in Bloom
The bright morning, the cool air, and the sunshine that warmed the world, made Clare Caroline inhale the morning air greedily."If you inhale like that, the bees will get into your nose, Clare," teased the mother, Mrs. Audrey, as she passed Clare."Bees won't like my morning snot, Mom. It's very sticky and allows it to be stuck there forever," said Clare as she breathed in the morning air.The mother shook her head. She was swamped this morning because Clare would live at her grandfather's house, according to her grandfather's will, before he died, if the house was to be inherited by Clare.Her grandfather chose Clare as the heir to the mansion because Clare was the only granddaughter in Hugo Adam's extended family.This year, Clare, who has just turned twenty, was finally given permission to live there alone because she wanted to live independently and work independently.It was a strange reason for the mother, considering Clare was the youngest child in their family.His two older b