our family is gone

Chapter 184 Paracelsus
Tiffany was amazed by the intensity of the battle. Boudica's halberd was obviously more attractive. She didn't even notice why the weapon in Lance's hand changed out of thin air. She only saw the repeated movements of the two, and the battle situation Instant reversal.

Seeing Lance throwing a heavy punch, and Boudica being beaten like a sack in the wind, she realized that something was wrong, and hurried up to try to persuade him to fight.

"Stop fighting! Don't fight any more!"

When Lance heard this, he couldn't help but stop his fist, not because of anything else, but because he had to waste spiritual healing if he broke it.

Under the effect of losing the external force, Boudica couldn't even stand firmly, and fell directly on his back to the ground again.

Looking at the blood-smeared face and rolled eyes, she had already lost consciousness.

"Wake up!" Tiffany rushed forward and shouted for a long time before pulling her consciousness back from Zu Ling.

Severe pain, but more fear and despair, almost swallowing her will.

Without reservation, I had no reservation just now, but it was still difficult to resist, and instead I was teased by him.

It's just that the first thing she did when she woke up was break free from Tiffany's support, and screamed at Lance with her bruised nose.

"Why didn't you kill me! Why!!!"

"Because what I saw was a coward who wanted to escape reality with death. You don't deserve to die at my hands."

This sentence was even more terrifying than a fist, and it brought her back to that night directly, and the voices of the tribe echoed in her mind.

"Why are you the only one coming back!"

"You escaped the fight, coward!"

"You don't deserve to stand here!"

"Get out of the tribe, you have no right to come back!"

"..."

Shame, that was something more difficult for her to face than adding an ax and sword to her body.

I should have died in that battle...

Boudica fell into a weird state, and in Lance's eyes, she also exploded with spiritual fluctuations.

This discovery further confirms what the author said, that the power of spirituality is hidden in everyone, but the difference lies in whether it is strong or weak and whether it is stimulated or not.

The extreme emotions triggered the spirituality in her body, and to some extent enhanced her integration with the spirituality, referred to as inspiration.

But soon Lance realized that the fallen person in Tamara's mouth, if not guided, then negative emotions will pollute her spirituality.

"Look at you!" Lance approached, grabbed her by the collar and pulled her up, "Tell me, are you a warrior?"

"I..." Boudica didn't dare to look directly into those fiery eyes.

It is undeniable that she is confused, and she can never be called a warrior.

"I promised to give you the glory of a warrior, but I saw evasion and abandonment in your eyes. You didn't want to become a warrior to take on your responsibilities, but chose to give up. What you need to overcome has never been Not others, but yourself."

These words revealed Boudica's fragile heart, and she fell into silence.

"So you still choose to shrink back and dare not face it directly." Lance's face showed obvious disappointment.

Hearing this, Nabudika didn't know why the exhausted body sprouted a force and flowed to all the limbs.

An arc of light could be seen faintly, the pain was washed away, the cowardice retreated, her heart was shrouded in firmness, and she directly put her hands on Lance's arms and roared at him:
"I'm a fighter! I'm not a coward!"

"Remember your words, I hope you can still say it when you meet a real enemy." Lance didn't mean to say any more nonsense, he let go of his hands and turned his head back to the camp.

The side effects of the battle just now showed that he couldn't even stand firmly. If Tiffany hadn't come to support him, he might have fallen to the ground.

With the support, Boudica looked at the figure.

"I won't run away...even if it's death..."

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But in the early hours of the morning, a scream broke the peaceful environment of this residential area.

Soon a large number of magistrates arrived, the streets were blocked, and people's access was restricted, but the impact of the incident was not expanded, but directly blocked, trying to minimize the impact.

"Oh my God!"

A carriage with the mark of a sheriff approached, and before it stopped, one of the middle-aged men hurriedly got out of the carriage and drove towards this side.

He is the sheriff in charge of this area. You must know that this is not the chaotic place in the outer city. There has been no theft case for almost ten years in his tenure.

"Sheriff!"

"Tell me what's going on."

"A maid who came to work in the morning discovered the theft and all the valuables in the house were stolen, but strangely no injuries were found.

However, in our subsequent investigation, we found that seven houses were stolen, all of which were in similar situations. "

He was a little relieved when he heard that no one was injured, but he couldn't stand the next sentence of his subordinates.

"What! Seven families?"

The sheriff only felt that his eyes were darkened, and he was about to fall backwards as he pressed his chest. If it wasn't for his subordinate's quick-witted hand, he might not be able to make it through today.

Breathing heavily, the sheriff sat on the carriage for a while before he recovered, but he might as well be dead~
Every year, the local people will sponsor the police station, and the distribution of the same police force also focuses on protecting their safety here. If this kind of thing happens, the rich will not be willing to donate money, or even leave, then the land price here will drop, and it will be even more serious. The reason is that their police department funding will be cut.

At that time, let alone his promotion, it's fine if he doesn't get pulled into being a model and shot.

The only way is to catch the thief and get the things back.

Thinking of this, he immediately got up, now he saw that everyone looked like a criminal, and yelled at those subordinates: "Check it out for me!"

No matter who it is, he wants those guys to pay the price!

…………

On the river bank, a pontoon bridge was simply built with the help of ropes and planks. One end was connected to the camp, and the other end was connected to a large boat. Even if there is a little difficulty, they support each other and help each other.

These people were told in advance that they would huddle together for seven days, but they didn't have much resistance or resistance.

The reason is simple, adults are in the same boat as them.

Leaving aside what happened yesterday, just this morning the camp heard that the adults had invited a doctor back to treat the wounded late at night. Everyone was shocked and doubtful at first until the guards came out to prove it.

It also makes them have infinite trust in adults.

Half of the camp on the other side has been dismantled, and he has to take these tents back, otherwise Hamlet doesn't have so many houses to accommodate more than 2000 people.

When the house is settled, it can be converted into a marching tent. His consideration of supplies has been exhausted.

He should never be stingy with his money, but he should never waste a copper coin.

According to the situation, it can be completed at noon. At that time, we will go down the river and meet another ship at the pier on the river bank, and then we will go to sea together.

"Is that person here yet?"

A voice came slowly, but Lance was not surprised, and spoke in a leisurely manner.

"What's the hurry, I haven't set off yet."

Looking back, Tiffany appeared behind him, and beside her was Boudica, who was not fully injured, and bruises were still visible on his face.

"Are you ready there?"

"Farm tools and weapons were loaded as early as yesterday. Master Eugene, those craftsmen, and those children are all on board, and they are waiting for you."

"Is there any room left?"

"No, plus these tents." Tiffany replied seriously without teasing Lance.

Lance looked at those people. He knew that he had overestimated the carrying capacity of the ship, because people are different from goods and cannot be stacked.

Fortunately, a group of them were driven away, otherwise it would be even more troublesome.

There is no way, the current situation is difficult, and we can only suffer them a little bit more.

"Desma and your boat, Boudica, follow me."

"Yes!" Disma didn't question the lord's arrangement, but he couldn't help but look at the distant city to express his reluctance.

Apparently this Totnes service made him linger a bit~
"Do you really want to take this boat?" Tiffany couldn't help frowning. With so many people crowded on board, she didn't need to think about it and knew that the environment couldn't be better.

"I won't give up on them, just like I won't give up on you." Lance smiled relaxedly.

He needs to be on top only when the environment is bad, otherwise other people will not be able to suppress those people at all. At the same time, he must continue to observe those people, and some talents will only be displayed in the extreme state.

"Can I not take the boat~"

Boudica's weird accent came back again, and Lance took a look at her, seeing that she was obviously scared last time when she saw her awkward look.

"Are you afraid?"

"Who's lying down!" Boudica became restless like a fried hair, "Sit down, I've never been lying down."

"Sit a few more times and get used to it, and you can kill people on the boat in the future." Lance smiled slightly, she was too easy to deal with.

With the concerted efforts of everyone, the camp was soon emptied, and everything that should be demolished and everything that could be taken away were taken away. Those refugees who wanted to pick up garbage would say "cleaner than a dog licks it, you are cruel".

"Ready to go~"

"Don't wait?"

"No~" Lance looked into the distance calmly, "It's already here."

Tiffany looked over and saw a person wearing a dark plain long dress walking over, carrying several large and small packages on her body.

After getting closer, looking at the woman with short and medium hairstyle and round glasses, she looks a bit ordinary and inconspicuous.

If she hadn't met her face, it would be hard to imagine that she was the beak doctor last night.

Disma was also a little curious about this woman and looked at her. He also heard about what happened last night.

"Welcome to join, don't know the name yet?" Lance went up to take the luggage in her hand, the enthusiastic gesture made the woman a little at a loss.

"Paparacelsus."

"Hmm~ good name, I'm Lance." Lance didn't mean to talk nonsense, and started to dispatch and prepare to leave directly. He would be at ease only if he returned to Hamlet as soon as possible.

"Okay, there are too many people on this ship, Tiffany, take her with you, and we'll talk in detail when we get back to the territory."

"I'll go with you, there are some things we need to talk about." Speaking of this, Paracelsus raised his hand to support his glasses, and spoke directly.

"Yes, but it's a bit cramped and you need to live with her."

Lance raised his finger to Boudica, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face. Paracelsus took a look and nodded in agreement.

"no problem."

"Let's go, we don't have much time to waste."

Tiffany and Desma escorted the last part of the material back, and Lance was the last to board the sailboat.

"how is the situation?"

Lance approached the captain, an old man in his 50s and close to [-]s, with dark skin exposed to the outside. Years of traveling around made him look older, but he was also stronger than ordinary people.

He used to be a member of Hamlet's navy, and he had a similar experience with Walter. When Hamlet collapsed, he became a refugee. No betrayal.

Years of experience traveling north and south can help him better complete the last journey.

"My lord, everything is normal." The captain reported to Lance.

"Work hard these few days and go back to Hamlet as quickly as possible. I will reward you then."

"Yes!" The captain didn't have any doubts when he heard this, he had already seen the strength of this lord.

The captain stood on the rudder to control the direction, and yelled at the sailors to control the operation of the ship.

He yelled at the sailors standing on the deck.

"Hey hey hey! Little ones! Let's go!"

"set off!"

The sailors answered in unison, and then began to hoist the sails and set sail.

Lance stood on the deck and followed the flow of the ship, and the city in front of him flashed before his eyes.

It went very smoothly without encountering any obstacles or inspections. It seems that this matter has been suppressed.

But that's right, Totnes is too big, and the goods handled every day are calculated in tens of thousands of units. The theft of a few small merchants and hawkers has not hurt anyone, so it is not worth the fanfare.

After the boat is fully loaded, the boat runs much slower, because they are not the only boat on the river, and any collision is a serious accident.

Fortunately, there was no problem, and we met another big ship at the pier.

The two boats made their way out of the river one after another and entered the sea. Lance stood at the bow of the boat and looked around.

After getting out of the sea, it is still racing with thousands of sails. As far as the eye can see, there are all kinds of ships on the sea. It can be seen from the shape that some of them are fast boats specially designed for speed, and some are specially designed for loading. Big ship, a giant with five decks...

And of course Totnes's truly powerful weapon - the cannon galleon.

The emergence of sails has changed the era of human paddling as power. Wind energy is used as the main power of ships, and the speed of ships will be determined by wind direction and wind speed. Sailing against the wind greatly improves the efficiency.

The emergence of artillery directly broke the sea battle that had been based on boarding battles as the main means for thousands of years. The power of artillery made those pirates flinch.

(End of this chapter)