our family is gone

Chapter 319 What is it?
"What are you thinking?"

Lance also calmed down at the moment. This era is actually quite open to this kind of behavior. In his memory, he used to be a playboy.

He is handsome, and he is still a college student. When he was in school, there was never a shortage of women around him.

It's just that after he came to Hamlet, he understood the truth of the world. Under pressure, he couldn't manage these messy things, and devoted all his energy to building and breaking the situation.

"I just want to kiss you, who knew you...you hurt me." Tamara leaned on Lance, the flush on her face hadn't faded, and she didn't have the madness just now, but a little bit still The shyness that slowed down.

"You just took a shower, and the smell on your body doesn't look like just a kiss." Lance lowered his head to her neck to breathe, and could smell a vague fragrance.

If it wasn't for the preparation, it wouldn't be justified. Are you still pretending?
"If I don't come, are you going to find me?"

Lance's teasing words made Tamara blushed directly, and shyly buried her head in her arms and hugged his waist tightly.

Her cheeky Lance had been taught before, seeing her shy look, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

To be honest, he didn't expect that Tamara, who was so active, turned out to be a novice, and she couldn't stand it after a few strokes.

"Amanda has her eyes on you. She thought she could hide it from me, but I knew what she was thinking as soon as she lifted her butt." Tamara quickly recovered, with a smug smile on her face, Holding Lance in his arms, he boasted quite proudly: "Now you are mine, and she can only follow me no matter what."

"I'm not a stallion. I'll go to women when I see them. Don't you underestimate me?" Lance was a little speechless. He didn't understand the magical brain circuits of these women, and they competed inexplicably.

"Hmph, unless you are not a man, no man can refuse Amanda." Tamara was slightly dissatisfied, and her jealousy was not concealed.

"Has the time been decided?" Lance couldn't continue this topic, so he quickly changed it.

"Tomorrow." Tamara said, twisting her body and getting close to him, looking up at Lance's face, she couldn't help but reach out and caress, "Will you forget me?"

"How come~"

Lance didn't have any hesitation about this proposition. In fact, he would never forget this woman.

"Do you know why we're all women?"

"I don't know." Lance understood that she was referring to the organization from the elders to Amanda, and all the women appeared anyway.

Speaking of which, Lance was also a little curious.

"Because the Roma are ruled by women, and those who inherit the power of divination are all women. Even if men have extraordinary talents, they will be trained as combat professions later.

So I know you definitely don't belong to me, a Roma and an imperial nobleman are destined to be impossible, but I want you to remember me! "

Speaking of which, Tamara groped with her hand on her chest.

Lance understood what she meant. A wandering man doesn't know if the child is his own, but a woman must know that the child is hers, so this situation is formed.

And it is obvious that an imperial nobleman, who is still a great lord with real power and a fief, will never join their nonsense wanderings.

So Tamara knew she couldn't have an explicit relationship with Lance, but she didn't care.

"Hmph! I'm afraid you won't be able to stand it."

What kind of physique is Lance? The battle just now is a warm-up. Since the enemy is fierce, he must punch hard!

Tamara yelled fiercely, but was thrown out of formation by Lance within a few strokes, knocked off the horse, and had to beg for mercy.

"Are you satisfied?"

"My lord, please forgive me~"

Tamara, who was still very arrogant just now, surrendered. She was indeed tired, and soon fell into a sleep, which was peaceful like never before.

Lance was full of energy, but no matter how anxious he was, he would not leave at this time. Looking at Tamara in his arms, he felt that this night was a little ridiculous...

The night is too beautiful, but time will always pass quietly.

"woke up?"

"Hmm..." Tamara hummed subconsciously, seemingly still talking in her sleep.

Obviously, she also realized that last night was a crazy night, and she was somewhat afraid to face it.

"Okay, I won't bother you anymore, the gold coins in the box are for you."

Lance didn't point out that she was pretending to sleep, but he didn't have much time to stay.

It's just that his words immediately made Tamara, who was pretending to be asleep, sit up, but her expression was a little resentful.

"What is this? Compensate me?"

Lance naturally heard her emotions. This woman is really sensitive, so he thought of it inexplicably.

For a while, he had no choice but to explain with a helpless smile.

"Guess why I came here last night? I just heard that you were going to leave. I remembered that all your money was in my hands. I was worried that you would have no money after you went back, so I just came here. Who knows Before you even talked about it, you came up and gnawed at me..."

"Don't say it, don't say it!" Tamara interrupted quickly, with a shy look on her face, but she quickly asked Lance, "Really?"

Although what he said was true, and he came here last night for the money, the current situation made Lance understand that this was a trap, and if he really wanted to be serious, this topic would not end, so he didn't answer, and It's off topic.

"Although you can get the support of the organization after you go back, you may not have to worry about food and clothing, but there must be some money to spend. With this money in hand, you will have the confidence to do whatever you do."

"you are so kind to me."

Listening to Tamara's words, Lance understood that he had escaped, so he followed these words.

"After you go back, you should cherish the opportunity I won for you, concentrate on improving yourself, and don't get involved in the struggle between them. You just need to know that if I don't die for a day, they won't dare to do anything to you. Treat you as your strength. When you grow up, all calculations will become powerless."

To be honest, it’s okay for Tamara’s brain to be a little clever, but trying to get involved in their internal factional struggles can basically only be used as a pawn.

"I see."

Soon Lance stepped out of the carriage, raised his trousers and strode out.

A real man was born in troubled times, so how can he be perilous of women!

Going to bed early and getting up early is a normal phenomenon in this era. Usually, most people wake up at four o'clock in the morning and start to move around in the hazy scene.

When Lance returned home, he saw Boudica active in the front yard, and a slightly immature figure, Joan of Arc who came to exercise early in the morning.

Strength will not grow out of thin air, it comes from long-term training. Joan of Arc saw Hamlet at four o'clock in the morning.

"Boss, why did you come back?" Boudica leaned over curiously, but after getting closer, he seemed to notice something close to Lance and fluttered his nose, "What's the smell?"

This action made Lance a little embarrassed, he raised his hand and pushed her face away, "You're not Wangcai, don't make trouble."

Lance's secretive look made Boudica more sure of something, and he complained with a little dissatisfaction, "Blood smell, boss, you didn't call me for a fight!"

"Hmm..." Lance smacked his lips, and finally couldn't help but smile helplessly, "Next time, next time I have a chance to call you."

"I must be the worst!"

Boudica's reaction made him rush back to take a shower, feeling refreshed after the work.

Then he naturally focused on Boudica who was making trouble just now.

"How about this wristband? Are you used to it?"

"I've become stronger!" Boudica raised his hand and made a fist movement to show Lance his strength.

It can be seen that what is equipped on her wrist is the extraordinary equipment [Legendary Bracer] that Lance got from Tamara.

This East and West Lance has been tested, and it can indeed bring a powerful blessing, but not everyone can bear that power, it is like strapping a weight on the body to slow down the movement.

At the same time, the power attached to it will also make it easier to be spiritually restless. Ordinary extraordinary people may not be able to withstand it, but if ordinary people are free from spiritual restlessness because they cannot perceive spirituality, it will show that the effect of sorcery will act on them. Even more powerful.

The negative aspects of this piece of equipment are basically immune to Lance himself with his super strong physique, but this kind of improvement is not necessary for him.

On the contrary, putting it on other people can better reflect this whole pattern, and after several people's tests, Boudica was finally selected as the wearer.

During this period of time, she has also been adapting to the battle after wearing the wrist guard, otherwise how could she get up at four o'clock for training.

Tamara and the others are leaving today, and Lance is also preparing to set off for the beast den.

But everything needs to be prepared before that.

"Come on, practice with me." Lance walked off the court, showing a cruel smile to Boudica.

Dealing with Tamara Lance was quite caring, and he didn't even dare to attack with all his strength, for fear of hurting her.

But it's not so polite to deal with Boudica, a thick-skinned, muscular guy.

Let your kid make trouble just now, and you will punch him if you go up.

Boudica is also not afraid. There are two things in her life, one is drinking, and the other is fighting.

Now she has been banned from drinking for a month, and she hasn't fought for two days since she came back from suppressing the bandits, and it is impossible to train hard with Joan, a little bean sprout, so she feels that there are ants crawling on her body.

Not to mention that the power increased out of thin air after equipping the legendary wristband left her nowhere to vent, after all, the target would not fight back.

Now she wants to vent her anger!
The two of them were not polite at all, they didn't talk nonsense, they punched to the flesh, and their moves were all aimed at killing people.

The physical collision was so intense that Joan of Arc on the side was dumbfounded.

She has been learning close combat with Boudica for a while, and although she is often beaten, she has not reached this level at all.

My eyes couldn't even keep up with the movements of the two of them, and I could only hear the continuous sound of "papa", which was the collision of flesh and blood, and the wailing of bones.

A real battle has never been a good word, it is more like two wild beasts fighting.

Brutal, cruel, crazy, bloody...

This scene greatly shocked Joan's young heart.

But what was even more shocking was Boudica. She originally thought that with the powerful power brought by the equipment, even if she couldn't win, she could at least be able to entangle for a while, but she soon fell into a disadvantage in the fierce confrontation.

He couldn't fight head-on, and Boudica was not a person who didn't know how to adapt. He directly hugged him and put his arm around his neck, trying to lock Lance with the strength of his limbs.

When dealing with some wild beasts that are much stronger than yourself, you must grasp the vital points, and you only need to lock the neck to subdue them quickly.

But Lance is not a beast, he instantly sensed Boudica's thoughts.

Want to lock my throat?
How could Lance make her wish come true, first he put his hand in front of him and stuck it so that she couldn't close it, and the moment he opened it, she took advantage of the situation to throw the whole person out.

Boudica is not an ordinary person, how could he be thrown away so easily, his upper body was blocked, and Lance's waist was clamped by his strong and powerful thighs.

The strength of the legs is several times stronger than that of the arms, not to mention Boudica's well-trained thighs, which are full of muscles. This force can crush watermelons and bend steel pipes, not to mention The waist made of flesh and blood.

Who can bear this!

Feeling the pressure on his waist, Lance suddenly realized that it was impossible to shake her off, and immediately punched her in the waist.

The despicable kidney shot, this place is the fatal weakness, it can easily cause the spleen to rupture. Boudica was suddenly hit hard by this, his whole body was shaking, and his muscles instantly loosened as if out of control, and the thigh that clamped Lance's waist also loosened. down.

Lance directly picked her up and pulled her away, then went around behind her and put his hands around her neck.

Now as long as he exerts a little force, he can break her neck, or suffocate her directly. It can be said that Boudica has lost.

But she hasn't given up yet. She has a good tolerance for pain. After all, she grew up fighting. The surge of adrenaline made her recover from the pain very quickly, and she directly hit her back with an elbow. hit.

How could Lance make her wish come true, he directly reached out and hugged his arms from the front of his body, and at the same time his whole body was close to his back, so that she had no place to exert strength at all.

The situation was once again under Lance's control, and Boudica was directly locked up, no matter how hard she struggled, it was useless.

If it were different, Lance probably wouldn't have thought of those places before, but he had just started eating meat. Now that he was close to Boudica's body, he seemed to be able to feel the waist full of strength and vitality without any fat.

"You lost." Lance let go of her without hesitation and pushed her out. If he hugged her any further, something would happen.

That is to say, there was someone watching, otherwise Lance might have just carried him back to the room and dealt with it. Those abdominal muscles, those vest lines, those strong thighs, and that muscular body might have a different flavor...

But after thinking about it, Lance calmed down instantly.

No, why did I come up with such an idea?

Corruption is everywhere in this land.

Lance rectified his emotions, and the agitation in his heart eased, but Boudica spoke while supporting the waist that was hit just now.

"Boss is in pain~"

Speechless, Lance walked over and wiped her waist with his hand, and [Flesh Reconstruction] instantly healed the wound on her body.

Resurrected with full blood, but she still looked at Lance's lower body strangely, and said to herself: "Boss, what are you hiding to punch my ass."

"Don't talk nonsense! Go get ready and carry out the mission later." Lance's face darkened, and he quickly sent her away.

"Okay!" Boudica's attention was diverted in an instant. For her, she is not afraid of facing any enemies, but she is most afraid of being idle, because staying here is very tortured and boring.

Joan of Arc didn't even understand this inexplicable scene.

How did it end?Why is it okay to just touch it when it hurts?
　Uh... To be honest, I didn't expect everyone's reaction to be so intense.

　　Let me explain first, this book is about opening a harem, but the women are just for adjustment, and most of Lance's energy is still on business, so it won't be reversed.

　　Lance is not a stallion, but he is also a normal person. It is a different world, and it is the Middle Ages. What's more, what's wrong with men liking Cao Pi?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)