Blood Throne

Chapter 16 Albert

One side of the hallway was a long corridor.

The corridor led straight to the end. There were some rooms on both sides of the corridor. Most of the doors were closed. Occasionally, there was an open door, but no one could be seen. There were some office tables and chairs inside, and there were many documents on the desk.

Cleaning Company?

Ryan had more doubts in his heart.

The floor of the corridor was made of oaks. Perhaps because of the use of a long time, some of the floors were a little loose, when people walked on it, there would sometimes be a creak. The sound echoed in the quiet corridor.

The corridor wasn't long, only about thirty to forty meters long, and it didn't take long for them to walk to the end.

Ryan counted. There were thirteen rooms in the corridor on this floor. There were seven rooms on the left and six on the right. The reason why there was one more room on the left was that there was a staircase on the right that led to the second floor. Thus, there was one room missing.

The stairs were at the end of the corridor, and Albert's office was there. The door was facing the stairs.

"Knock knock knock..."

There was a rhythmic knock on the door.

This voice echoed in the silent space, just like a heartbeat.

Tess turned her head and smiled at Ryan who was standing solemnly at the side. Then, she turned to the door and said softly.

"Sir, that youth is here..."

Then, the door opened silently.

Tess took half a step back, and her expression seemed a bit nervous. She looked at Ryan and gestured for him to come over.

Ryan took two steps forward and arrived in front of the door, his steps slightly sluggish.

He had a feeling.

It was as if a wind had blown over.

It was also like a gaze.

Someone was quietly watching you in the dark corner as if he was examining something. It made you involuntarily think, and all kinds of messy memories emerged. The feeling was very uncomfortable.

In his sea of consciousness, golden light rippled and was as warm as water, dispersing that inexplicable cold feeling.

Ryan turned his head, with a smile on his face, like the sunshine of late spring. He smiled and nodded to Tess, saying thank you.

Tess' expression was a bit strange. Ryan's reaction surprised her. When she saw Ruyen thank her, she smiled and waved her hand. She also smiled and said that there was no need. Then, she walked away.

Ryan pushed open the half-opened door and walked in.

Inside the room, there was a faint yellow light.

The light came from a lamp on the right side of the wall. There was a statue of a cuckoo on the bronze lamp. The cuckoo was transparent. The light came out from there and covered the entire room.

It was unknown if there were no windows, or if there were windows that closed and are covered by thick curtains. Now it was about one o'clock in the afternoon, but the light in the room came from the lamp on the wall.

It wasn't an ordinary oil lamp. Although Ryan hadn't seen much of it, he knew that this was a magic lamp that used magic stones.

It was just like the electric lamp on Earth. However, the electric lamp required a power generator. It required electric wires to transfer electricity. The magic lamp only needed magic stones. The magic power contained in the magic stone was energy. It could be converted into light through some special devices. As long as the magic stone still had magic power, the light would not extinguish. Of course, it could also be controlled by a simple switch.

It was very convenient and very expensive.

Was it the same in the daytime?

Why don't they open the window and let the sunlight in?

Ryan muttered in his heart.

The room was not big. On the right side of the door, there was a magic lamp. On the left was a row of bookshelves. In front of the door was a huge desk. A person sat on the chair behind the desk. At this moment, he was standing up from the chair.

The man seemed to be filled with thick fog.

Even if there was light, even if he looked at him seriously, after that, Ryan did not have any impression of his face. His memory seemed to have been swallowed, falling into the fog.

He blinked and looked again.

This time, he saw it very clearly and did not forget it.

It was a hunchbacked old man with gray hair. He was wearing a grey home suit and his hands were on the desk. He had a wrinkled face. He had no beard on his face and his eyes were slightly narrowed. He was looking up and down at Ryan.

A very ordinary-looking old man.

"Child, come here."

The old man asked Ryan to go forward. There was a chair in front of his desk, and the old man motioned him to sit down.

Ryan slowly walked over, he knew that the old man was observing himself, so, he moved very carefully, according to his character setting. He was careful and uneasy, and his eyes naturally revealed nervousness.

Then, he sat down.

The upper half of his body leaned forward slightly, and his shoulder and back were straight. He did not lean against the back of the chair.

The old man sat down, leaned back, and let out a sigh. Exhaustion escaped from the sigh.

"I am Albert Estan. You are Ryan Charles?"

The old man's voice was somewhat hoarse as if it was rusted.

Ryan nodded and said softly.

"Sir, yes, I am Ryan Charles."

Then, Ryan took out the business card and placed it on the desk.

Albert glanced at the business card.

The reason why he asked was just a process. No one would come here without reason.

In the past, he owed Devon a favor, which was why he gave Devon this business card. He said that he could come to find him if there was anything. That old man did not know how precious this business card was, so he used it here.

On the phone, Devon briefly explained Ryan's situation. It should be out of kindness, he wanted to give this child a way out.

Although he did not say much, Albert knew that this matter was not simple.

This child should be in trouble.

However, this trouble was nothing to him.

The main problem was not here.

This job was not something that anyone could do. It required special talent.

However, since this youth was able to enter this room, it could be considered that he had passed the first stage. It seemed that the previous arrangements did not have any effect on him.

Ryan had previously felt a peeping which was not an illusion, but a small spell that could confuse one's mind. At that time, the youth should have had an illusion and was entangled by the fear in his heart. In the past, some youths did not pass this test. Most of them would be scared, turn around, and run away. Some of them would even collapse and piss their pants. This was also the reason why Tess had a serious expression at that time.

Cleaning up was her business.

Ryan easily passed that stage and walked into the room.

Some youngsters had the firm will or were insensitive. They could easily pass that stage like Ryan. However, the second test was the most important which decided whether they could do this or not. Whether they had talent or not depended on this.

Before Ryan completed this test, Albert did not want to speak much.

Sitting in this position, he had seen too many.

That was equivalent to a door. The world behind the door was different from the real world. To be able to walk through that door was a blessing, but also a danger. Whether it was good or bad, it depended on the person.

There were quite a few people who entered the door under his gaze, but there were not many who were still alive, and only a few of them were living well.

Towards this, he was already numb.

After he gently pressed the mechanism under the desk, the empty wall next to the magic lamp opened with a creak and a painting appeared.

Ryan couldn't help but look over.