"One spoonful, thank you."
Li Aili turned to Albert and said, "It's not a very pleasant story, Albert. We're going to rescue people."
Albert added sugar to his teacup spoonful by spoonful until the sugar settled at the bottom of the cup and could no longer be dissolved.
Li Aili: "……………………" So sweet.
He picked up his teacup and took a slow sip. "That's a real pity. There are still many fun things to do in the dungeon, besides the 'unique' food."
The Duke looked at Albert and suddenly asked, "How did you know we went to the underground city?"
Albert's hand never stopped stirring the tea. "Gilmanoa is always so gossipy."
And so, the two brothers fell silent again.
For a moment, the study was so quiet that only the faint sound of tea being sipped could be heard.
"Albert, the god of wine has fallen..."
“It’s me.” Albert admitted it in a light tone, as if discussing when the rain outside would stop.
"..."
Li Aili said, "Didn't Arthur tell you? This way, the boundary gate won't be stable..."
Albert put down his teacup, leaned back on the sofa, and the fire of his soul burned brightly in his eyes.
"Why?"
Li Aili was stunned by the question.
"I mean, why should I care about the life or death of unimportant people?"
Albert smiled gently. “What I mean is, a thousand years ago, my fathers, brothers and sisters risked their lives to protect those who were insignificant.”
"But in the end, how did they repay us?"
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