When he returned to his dormitory, it was completely dark.
At this time, even if he went to find Arthur, it was useless. Most of them had fallen asleep at this time.
Allen looked out of the window at the fireflies flying around the forest and sighed. He planned to find Arthur tomorrow.
Suddenly, Allen seemed to think of something. He put on his clothes and walked out of the room. He tied the remaining thin lines around the house, mainly on the tree stumps that had been cut off by Allen, and then the end of the rope connected the house. Allen hung the rope near his ear with a small bell on it.
Although the suspicion of Orianna had been eliminated, the group of people who were spying on him hadn't been caught yet. Leaving them alone, Allen was not sure.
At this time, he couldn't relax at all. Who knew if the other party would launch a sneak attack tonight?