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Albert's red eyes widened and he saw the homeless man who called himself. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info he is tall, much taller than himself. He was barefoot, and his swarthy body was covered in a layer of black mud. It took Albert a long time to remember that he was no longer in Buckingburg, and such homeless people could be seen everywhere, but there were few such tall and strong people.

He smiles at himself, as if he understands your situation, but not so deeply as to make you nervous. It just happens to be a soothing and trusting smile. Soon his face was full of sympathy again, and he looked at Tommy next to Albert with concern.

"This little guy is not very sick. He said.

Albert looked at his brother, Tommy was asleep. The original painful expression calmed down a little, but he was still tormented by a low-grade fever. The onset of malaria is very cyclical.

It seems that this wave of danger has passed, and it is possible that tomorrow morning or another morning, the disease will suddenly rise and take this innocent life.

"Why don't you take him to the doctor?" asked the homeless man.

"If I could, I would have gone a long time ago. ”

"Ah, I see. You don't have any money, right, but you can't stay here and let him die in pain. He said.

Albert raised his hand to chase away the mosquitoes chasing Tommy with fever, "If I knew of any way to save my brother, I would have gone." As he spoke, Albert turned his head and showed his position with a determined look, "I carried him and walked around the block on my knees. Door to door, window to window. No one would help me, not even let him die peacefully. I just want a soft bed, a warm oil lamp, a full ceiling so I can say to Tommy, you're going to be fine. But the men clutched their wallets tightly and refused to give alms, covering their mouths and noses tightly and driving us away. I prayed to God that the light of heaven would never shine into their burrows. Albert cursed, staring at the darkness in front of him, imagining how the men had fallen into the lake of fire. Albert even felt that those people were unworthy or, at the slightest impulse, he would pull out the knife in his arms and pull the hard-hearted people to hell before he fell.

"Tommy, that's his name, what a poor boy. The homeless man stared at Tommy, sat down next to Albert against the wall, and said, "Do you know some people who say that these plagues are the work of the government? They use mosquitoes or water sources to spread the plague, and they have the antidote in their hands. So when the plague breaks out, the rich will pay for the antidote, the poor will borrow money to buy the antidote, and beggars like us, these people who are of no use to the government at all, will be washed away by the plague. Some people have already died of the plague, all frail beggars. ”

"It's unlikely......" Albert didn't quite believe it, feeling that he was just a man who complained about the country and could demonize anything. "I've met one of the Imperial ministers, James Ramsden, and he doesn't seem to be the kind of person who would do such a thing. ”

"Hmph. The man scoffed at the so-called minister, "I'll just ask you how you met him, and I want to know how much you know about them." Do you think he won't do that kind of thing, so will he die for your brother? You know too little about those people, and you must always remember that those who show their fierce faces are not terrible, and those who smile at you are the real enemy. ”

Albert is no longer obsessed with this.

The two cursed at each other for the unhappiness in their hearts, as if this would make them feel better.

The homeless man took out the flask in his arms and took a sip, "Let me tell you who the real enemy is.

There are 700,000 troops in the east, and 400,000 in the west. More than half of the grain grown in the fields was to be given to the army. He took another long sip of wine, and said with the strength of the wine: "I have seen how the soldiers collected food, and rushed into your house and shouted: In the name of Azir, king of Raite, all the citizens of Raite must pay a tenth of what is to be paid? Later we were given an explanation that it was only necessary measures in times of war, and I phew. As he spoke, he took another sip of wine, and his face was already turning red, "Let me tell you so." I'm going to do a big job, and then I'm going to go to live in a smaller village in the south. You need money too, don't you? We can work together. With that, he handed the flask to Albert, "My name is Sean." ”

The small deserted house was quiet, and the cicadas could be heard in the distance.

Albert pushed away the flask that Sean handed him, trying to make his stand.

"I do need money, but ......," Albert thought he had spoken, but there was silence. For many years, Albert lived only on odd jobs and handouts, and his fragile morals were maintained by both his former family and the only teachings he had read. I wanted to say no words, but I couldn't say it at this time. Cicada Song seems to be laughing at his unbearable bottom line, and the morality that was originally regarded as a principle turns out to be so vulnerable.

"Look at your brother. The man named Sean noticed Albert's hesitation and said, "How long do you think he can last?" Sean looked at Albert silently, "Strangle him, you know he's going to die sooner or later." If you can't do it, I'll help you. ”

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Albert roared.

"You're ready, aren't you, why don't you take it lightly?a warm and comfortable bed, reassuring him that everything will be okay, watching him take his last breath. Of course, you will see what happened after he had convulsions and incontinence due to high fever, and if he could be a little stronger, you could see that his eyes were no longer bloodshots, but blood flowing alive. Your indifference allowed your brother to suffer this great crime, he was killed by you, why don't you accept this and do something that you already know?" Sean said sharply: "Do you still fantasize that some noble person will come to help?"

"That's enough, shut up, I'll save Tommy, so ......," Albert said, "tell me, what are you talking about?"

"That's right. Sean laughed, "There's a rich family in Uptown, Joe Waolet. They're making a lot of money in the liquor business, and I'm going to make a deal for him. ”

"How can I help you?" Albert asked, suppressing his guilt.

"I lead you to his door, Joe is a pious man. He would never sit idly by while a child died. Sean gestured and said, "You sneak into his house and find out where his cash box is." After that, we picked a night and moved his gold coins away. ”

"You want me to betray a good guy who will take me in?" Albert couldn't accept this, "Why don't I just go to his help and leave you aside?"

"In that case, I promise you. As soon as your brother leaves there, I will let him die dozens of times more painful than he is now. Sean said with a wicked smile, and suddenly changed to a negotiation look, "But those are just proposals, of course you can ignore this opportunity to save your brother's life and watch him die in torture." Or you can take matters into your own hands and give him a hard time. ”

Albert trembled with rage, he had seen enough of the indifferent bargain of interests all day today, and instead made this brazen proposal considerable.

He got up and gently picked up Tommy, who had been suffering from a high fever for a day, and would not wake up even if he disturbed Tommy now. He already had a blister on his lips, and his face and nose were red and swollen.

"Where's Woolet's home?" Albert asked.