readx;? Albert thought about it for a long time, at least for him. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info What he did was just trying to fit something into his blank mind, and Tommy still didn't open his mouth. Albert looked at him from time to time, not knowing what to say. Several times Albert tried to put Tommy on the bed, Tommy screamed and struggled to escape.

He couldn't think of a way, his blank brain didn't know what emotions were at work in it, depression, pain, irritability, maybe the emotions themselves were unspeakable, unspeakable, and in silence Albert just wanted to make them all disappear so that he could concentrate on talking to Tommy.

"Tom once gave me a ring made of iron rings and told me not to lose it. "Actually, I forgot about it the next day, and Tom finally got it back after rummaging through the rubbish on the streets...... He has always been very attentive to everything, has a strange curiosity, passion, and maybe one day he can become an artist or something......"

"There's nothing left now," he cried, "and now there's nothing left!" he threw a fruit bowl out of the window, and the man under the window screamed and cursed the ruffler who didn't know how to behave.

Albert heard someone walk in, and thought that it was Sam who had come back to make the most of Tommy, so he chose a gentle word and put on a respectful face, only to find that the man in front of him was a thin aristocrat, whose long emaciated face always had a helpless and indifferent expression, as if he were watching a tragedy with respect. Inexplicably Albert understood, and the man thought that the tragedy would continue.

"I am saddened by your loss. He said.

"Thank you, sir, but the word 'you' is too much. Albert knew that he should not provoke the aristocracy, and behaved with respect.

"I've always been like that, and some people might think I'm too humble. But in fact, everyone has something to respect. He handed him a handkerchief, which did not match the big hand that had taken it. "I respect the king because he is worthy of honor, I respect the nobles because they hold power, I respect the commoners because they hold power, I respect the dead because they always have something to honor beyond the brief intersections I have seen. ”

"You mean?" Albert took the handkerchief, not daring to wipe the tears from his face with it.

"You can think of me as a friend. The nobleman said, "A true friend, not a petty gain." Sometimes villains will make some small favors and win people's hearts. That's an effective means, after all, it is only a small price, but it reaps gratitude, fame, and even fame. ”

Tommy in the corner sobbed, and Tommy had been holding back his voice as soon as the nobleman walked in.

The nobleman paid attention to Tommy, and then said, "The mind is fragile, and in order to protect it, people build walls in their hearts. Sometimes, the walls are too high for the sound to be heard. Some immature minds think that as long as they build enough walls, they can deceive themselves that the outside world does not exist......"

"Who are you!" Albert stood between Tommy and him, "why did Tommy react so much to you!"

"You don't need to know who I am, I'm here to help you. He said, "Think about what Sam will do to your beloved brother, questioning, torture, evil magic. You've lost a brother, and you're going to lose another one? I can help you get out, you and your brother. ”

"Why should I believe you?" said Albert, "you are undoubtedly Lord Sam's enemy. ”

"So you don't want to be sorry for Sam Pendragon?" said the nobleman, "this is probably the worst decision you've ever made since you entered Buckingburg." ”

Albert regained some of his senses, thinking about what would have happened if Sam hadn't asked for news, and what would have happened if he could have asked. No matter what happens, the powerless brothers will definitely not take advantage.

"Are there any conditions?" Albert said.

"I'm a person who doesn't ask for anything in return, not only don't give it back, but I'll give you a chance. The nobleman said.

"What chance?"

"A chance for revenge. The nobleman said, "Sam has drawn the poor three souls into the storm for the sake of his own fame and vanity. Evil may not have much to do with him, but can you say that he is a righteous man? Can he clear himself from the poor dead child?"

"With these you can kill your enemies. The nobleman said as he pulled out a finger-sized blade and a bottle of clear, colorless poison. "If you don't want to do these things, I understand. When you decide to leave, find a nun in the courtyard at midnight and she'll take you out. ”

The nobleman showed Albert the blades and poison in his hand, placed them on the ground at his feet, and turned away.

Albert stared at the two objects for a long time, carefully considering the pros and cons, and decided to put Tommy's safety first.

Sam investigates Tom's body all day, but there is no trace. The other party must have sealed his mouth with a lot of money, or he really didn't leave any clues. Displeased, he arrived at Albert's house arrest room, only to find that there were no guards on duty at the door. Sam had a hunch that Albert had left the mess behind.

He walked into the room, which was no different from when he had left earlier, and the two of them were no longer among them.

Sam took a deep breath and relieved the two of them to escape, but where did the soldiers guarding the door go?