Hoden was trying to lighten the mood, but Robben was once again caught up in his own thoughts, and the focus and focus could be seen slowly collapsing.

"Robben, you are allowed to be angry. Hodden reminded.

"......" Robben glanced up at Hoden, but did not make any indication, trying to deny his anger, because he needed to be considerate of Samuel:

Maybe Samuel has something to worry about? Maybe Samuel has something to do? After all, it's Samuel who is missing, and it's Samuel who is in danger of his life.

He has no right to be angry.

But the suppressed and suppressed emotions still couldn't be suppressed after all, "Ah!"

The low roar was like a wounded lion, letting out an angry roar, and after the emotion was torn open, there was no way to control it, "Ahhhh

No foul language, no swearing, just pure catharsis.

Since Samuel's disappearance, the pressure on Robben's shoulders has been too heavy, and it has not been fully released until today, whether it is anger or grievance, bitterness and joy, pain and happiness, all those intricate contradictory emotions rushed up.

Robben, who is usually calm and calm to almost no fluctuations, leaked his inner fragility for the first time.

Hodden and Brutus remained silent, not trying to comfort Robben, but also not interrupting.

Thunder Peters hesitated slightly, unsure of what he should do, and turned his head to look at the other two friends, before forcing himself to settle down.

At this time, any words and actions are superfluous, and all they need to do is be by Robben's side, which is enough.

"Ahhh

A hoarse roar gave vent to all his strength, and then Robben finally stopped:

His hands were clenched into fists on his knees, his head hung down, and he breathed heavily, and the boiling emotions slowly precipitated, and the restlessness and uneasiness that burst out also subsided, and finally returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

Raising his head again, Robben returned to normal, still the same familiar appearance as they were.

"Howlen, so, what did you find?" Robben's voice was slightly hoarse, but reason had returned, and after a pause, Robben added, "Is Samuel really alive?"

The eyes of the three friends all fell on Holden, and then you could see Holden gently bowing his head in affirmation, "Yes, the divination result is so." ”

As for whether the results of divination can be trusted, this is debatable.

Although the last time Nightingale's situation was accurate, divination is a divination after all, and there must be deviations in it, and today's divination situation is different, and the feelings of the four people present are also different, whether this is a good thing or a bad thing, no one can give a positive answer.

After a short rest, Hodden's strength regained a little, but his psionic energy was still terrifyingly depleted, and the faint throbbing sensation in his mind lingered, which also added more obstacles to his concentration, as if someone was trying to pry his head open.

Horden simply lay directly on the ground, his slightly squinted eyes as if he might fall asleep at any time, but his lazy voice still maintained a clear order, slowly remembering everything that had just happened.

"Today's divination content is relatively vague and relatively rare, my guess is that one possibility is that Samuel is too far away from us, and the other may be that Samuel's state is not very stable. ”

"Personally, I tend to the latter, physical distance should not be the central factor that hinders the results of divination, but the condition of the spiritual will is—it can also be understood as the power of the soul. Perhaps, Samuel is injured, perhaps, Samuel is mentally depressed, or he is under the mind control of others. ”

Hoden's words were even slower than usual, but the slower speed of his speech unleashed a more powerful force, and it seemed that the air was slowly condensing.

"There are many possibilities, but what is certain is that Samuel is alive now, and we all confirmed it with our eyes. Hodden concluded.

Although he didn't say it explicitly, Robben knew that Hoden was comforting himself:

Samuel is in his current situation, and with no contact with his family, there are still countless possibilities. Maybe his life is worry-free, but his spirit is restrained, so he has no news.

Robben, who had now calmed down, immediately understood the deep meaning of Holden's words, although he was still a little uneasy, but his thoughts were already running normally-

At the end of the day, it's about Samuel's survival, and he has no way of knowing what Samuel has been through, so don't jump to conclusions.

Robben's eyes looked at Horden faintly awkward, but after all, he still didn't say anything, his mind settled down, and his attention became more and more focused.

At this time, Hoden showed a posture of looking at the ceiling, even if he could feel the heat of his eyes, he couldn't judge the delicate changes in his emotions, so Robben's eyes didn't receive a signal at all, and he continued to say to himself:

"Aside from Samuel's not very good face, there is more to the divination picture. ”

"First of all, we can notice Samuel's attire, he wears a light white collarless shirt in a casual style, but the fabric is silk. ”

In just one sentence, the sheer amount of information made Thunder Peters' eyes widen, "Are you sure it's silk?"

In the current Leia Empire, silk is very, very expensive.

Because the climate was not suitable for silkworm farming, and because the textile handicraft industry was not developed enough, even if silk could be produced, the output and quality were far from being available, so the Laia Empire had to buy and transport it from the Qur'an on the other side of the continent.

The price of silk had been kept high by the long distance of trekking through mountains and rivers, and the war between Leia and Kag had accelerated this situation in the past two years, because the trade routes were cut off, forcing the merchants to take long detours, and bandits and storms further reduced the living space of the merchants, and eventually, the price of silk rose even more rapidly.

In Tuno, the style, style, design, etc. of silk have become the standard for the top aristocracy, and the nobles with slightly less financial resources may not be able to buy the best silk.

Although the silk shirt on Samuel's body should not be without top-notch luxury products, firstly, there is no texture, and secondly, the quality needs to be further measured, but as long as he can wear a silk shirt, he is not an ordinary person-

With Samuel and Robben's net worth, and Samuel's disappearance, is he sure he can wear a silk shirt?

Isn't that weird?

Not only Rypeters, but also Brutus and Robben fell into deep thought, trying to awaken their memories, recalling the shirt in the divination picture just now, but the memory was very vague, and the ability to observe was not their strong point, and in the end they found nothing.