our family is gone

"not afraid!"

Ryan was still stubborn, but Lance wanted to laugh when he looked so strong. Fortunately, Lance didn't expose the "dignity" of a child, but looked at other people for questioning.

"what about you?"

"Scared, afraid of getting hurt, and even more afraid of death, when she saw that person rushing towards her, she even thought of running away." Joan of Arc was an honest child, and she would not lie to the lord.

When Lance heard this, he looked at the students who didn't speak much, and probably saw their attitude, so he nodded.

"That's right, that's what killing people feels like, and it proves that we are normal people, not some crazy cultists.

Do you think those soldiers in the army are not afraid?It would be a lie to say that I am not afraid, let alone them, I am also afraid, and I will feel disgusted when killing people, but there are some things that we have to do even if we are afraid, even if it is disgusting.

We protect Hamlet just like you protect the school. We are afraid so that more people will not be afraid, and we are disgusting so that more people will not be disgusted. "

"Kids, remember." Lance looked at them and said solemnly, "Respect life, don't hurt others at will, but don't give up fighting, and don't hesitate when you need to do something."

Children of this age are at the critical stage of adulthood. They need correct guidance and tell them what they should do and what they should not do.

It's not something that can be slacked off and ignored, but very few people are aware of it.

Most of the parents among them were farmers who planed food on the ground. They didn't even know the words, so how could they care about this?
There are even many students who are orphans, who don't even have parents, who will teach them?

Psychological counseling is needed, otherwise those who dare to stand up will have mental illness because of today's events.

But now Lance has set a benchmark for them and puts a high-level reason on their behavior, which can alleviate their sense of guilt.

It's just that it seems a bit too much, Lance looked at these children with more excited eyes, as if he wanted to kill a few more cultists to prove their loyalty.

Are you a little...too extreme?
Lance didn't stop for a moment. After he came out of school, he went to see the sheriffs like William. After knowing the bravery of Tardiff, he didn't talk nonsense, just two words-add money.

When the heavy purse fell into his hand, Tardiff knew that he could not do without Hamlet.

If you say you can add money, you can add money, and they are all generous. Where can you find such an employer?
"It's reasonable for you to give me money to help you do things."

"There are still many opportunities for cooperation." Lance agreed with a smile.

It's just that Lance didn't stop, but continued to wander around the town of Hamlet, using his prestige to minimize the negative impact and resume production and life as soon as possible.

The temporary hospital in the town was used to treat those injured in the chaos, and a large part of them were militiamen who were transferred on the spot.

Although they have received certain training, it is still very dangerous to face those crazy cultists.

At the same time, those cultists who broke into the town also caused some casualties to unarmed ordinary people, and the details are still being counted.

Lance had already been here when he came back for the first time, and dealt with some seriously injured people at that time.

But this time he came to find someone.

Lance and Paracelsus are walking towards the nursing home.

"I brought you the research materials of the mountain barbarians this time, but why do you look a little unhappy?"

Hearing this, Paracelsus raised his expressionless face to Lance, revealing dark circles and dull eyes.

The whole person gives people a feeling of mourning.

Tired...she was really tired.

In the past, I tried every means by myself, and even went to the outer city to steal corpses in order to obtain research materials.

But since I came here, I haven't missed it, and I can't even handle it.

A batch of pigmen just arrived yesterday and needed autopsy records. They stayed up late until the early morning and couldn't finish processing them. She just lay down here for a while and something happened again. She immediately stood up to fight against the cultists and treat the wounded.

Fortunately, Lance came back and took the shot to free her temporarily.

At this time, you told her that another batch of materials came...

Can she be unhappy?

Of course happy, almost happy to die!
"Tired~ That's why I let you have a good rest. Hamlet has never been short of material." Of course Lance knew what was going on with her, and laughed and teased, "Staying up late is not only about dark circles and rough and yellow skin. hair loss..."

While chanting, Lance activated [Blessing] to infuse strong vitality into her overworked body, and [Flesh Reconstruction] dealt with some minor problems in her body, freeing her body from that exhaustion.

Paracelsus still couldn't tell that it was Lance who was teasing herself, and raised her hand to support the round-framed glasses to cover up her embarrassment, but then the sudden strangeness in her body made her let out a groan.

"Ah~"

Fortunately, the electric shock-like feeling disappeared instantly, and she felt a lightness in her body just as she breathed, as if she had been reborn.

Paracelsus felt the changes in his body with some surprise.

"This is Hamlet." Lance patted her on the shoulder with a smile, "Work hard, good days are yet to come."

If you want the horse to run, you have to feed the horse something good.

Paracelsus can't just get tired like this, Lance is still waiting for her to do research, so it is necessary to strengthen her physique.

Back in the nursing home, Lance briefly looked through the unfinished autopsy reports on the pigmen, and the above things were indeed quite interesting.

The ancestor is indeed a genius in some aspects, but it is a pity that he used it in the wrong place.

Leaving behind a few relatively well-preserved barbarian corpses, Lance also left here.

When I got home and sat down, the exhaustion came to my mind, and I sat slumped on the chair, not as relaxed and casual as I appeared outside.

As if feeling Lance's exhaustion, Wangcai's figure emerged from the air. It seemed to be more and more adapted to the body of pure spiritual structure, as if it could escape into the other side of the world at will, shuttling between reality and illusion.

Lance was not polite at all, leaning directly on Wangcai, just like they used to camp in the wilderness.

Without the heat and smell of the hair, it was as soft as cotton candy, and half of Lance's body sank into it, as if he was leaning against a cloud.

"You kid, tell me what you did when you went out? How did you ruin your body? If I came later..."

Lance closed his eyes and muttered some incoherent words, but soon lost his voice and fell into sleep.

I just came back from the beast den and planned to lie flat for a few days, when a big incident [Wolf Warriors Invasion] suddenly happened. He had to run back and forth to stabilize the situation that had just improved.

He's human too, and he gets tired too...

Looking at the man leaning on him, Wangcai also felt a lot. It doesn't need to sleep now and has no concept of fatigue at all, but it still buries its head and leans against him, recalling the familiar feeling.

Susan took the breakfast that had been prepared earlier and was about to serve it when she saw the lord fell asleep like this, and felt a little distressed for a while.

Others don't know, but she, who is in frequent contact with the lord, knows what he paid for Hamlet.

He didn't make too many moves, but exited lightly.

Master Lan, who had been busy for a long time, still couldn't have breakfast...

Lance stood up and stretched, releasing the pressure from his body.

This afternoon nap was very comfortable, and Lance didn't expect that he, a lord, would be so mixed up that even an afternoon nap was a luxury.

It's all his mother's fault.

It's not that the old man doesn't work hard, otherwise he, the heir, only needs to eat, drink, have fun and enjoy the life of a degenerate aristocrat.

Lance was quite relaxed at first, but when he thought of this incident, he became determined again to overthrow the ancestor.

Fucking money, you lost all your property and feigned death, and you asked me to come back and clean up the mess?
Don't let me catch you, you must be severely tortured!

There was obviously a hostility on Lance's face, but it dissipated when he saw Susan.

People need to distinguish between reality and illusion, as well as objects.

He will not vent his emotions on others, let alone those close to him.

Susan seemed to have been waiting outside. Seeing Lance finally woke up, she brought up the breakfast she had prepared a long time ago with a distressed face. It should be afternoon tea now.

"My lord, that woman named Amanda came to see you, and I stopped her and waited outside for quite a while."

Lance knew that she was afraid of waking him up, so he smiled and waved his hand, "Let her in, no matter what, everyone who comes is a guest, don't let her wait too long."

Susan was a little surprised that the lord's attitude seemed much better, but she nodded and exited the room without asking any further questions.

Soon Lance heard footsteps like knocking, and a pair of long wheat-colored legs wrapped in high-top leather boots stepped into the door, and Amanda walked in "shakyly".

Lance looked at her appearance and had to say that the visual impact was great, so he couldn't help but nodded with a smile.

"I can see what you've done for Hamlet, and it's big!"

He raised his hand and grabbed it.

"I didn't do anything, it's all thanks to you, my lord. Who would have believed that such a powerful monster fell into the hands of my lord, and those well-equipped knights were also defeated by my lord."

Amanda's face is already alluring, but when there is a smiling face on that face, she looks even more seductive, and her mouth skills are not bad. It's hard not to make people feel comfortable when she opens her mouth, so it's no wonder Tamara Before leaving, she warned Lance of her "danger" with a worried face.

But Lance just smiled and raised his hand to show her.

"Tell me, what do you want?"

He said this sentence is actually a bit out of place, there is a meaning that he wants to pay back the favor as soon as possible, which is not like his usual means of winning people's hearts before.

Moreover, he focused more on the white bread in front of him, and the way he ate while eating also gave people a sense of not paying attention.

It wasn't Grindale's reminder that made him repent, nor was it Tamara's warning before leaving, but Lance had always been suspicious of Amanda's identity as a Roma.

Regardless of whether it was a stereotype or racial discrimination, the few Roma he came into contact with gave him the appearance that he could not trust him, even Tamara was no exception.

So since it's a transaction, let's talk about facts, not friendship.

Amanda noticed his attitude, the smile on her face became stiff, and she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Why do you trust people like Tamara but not me?

In the end, it still helped him a lot, and Lance would not do anything to kill a donkey, so he just left the matter aside.

"I would like to advise you, you Roma have done too much, it's not that you are not allowed to survive, but you must remember that some things are enough."

Amanda's alluring face couldn't help but wrinkled when she heard this, and she couldn't help but ask back.

"Tamara is Roma too, why is Tamara okay?"

"Tamara is different. I've talked to her." As if guessing her reaction, Lance said something unhurriedly, not forgetting to emphasize: "And she loves Hamlet."

Amanda just felt as if she had heard some joke, didn't she know who that guy Tamara was?

How could such a selfish person love a place, it was just a deal between two people.

"I can talk too, and I can love Hamlet."

"What is your identity in the organization? She is the next generation of astrologers, an extraordinary legend destined for the future."

"My talent is no worse than hers, and I can also become a legend." Amanda was a little annoyed. Why can't she be herself?
"Let's talk about it after you become a legend." Lance glanced at her lightly, with a calm expression.

Amanda couldn't help being taken aback when she heard this. It's simple to say, but in fact it takes resources to transform talent into strength.

Tamara was more talented than herself, but she couldn't beat herself soon after leaving the organization. The root cause was resource issues.

But now it's the other way around, Tamara went back to the organization and got the tilt of resources to focus on training.

And what about her?
Now there is still some saying that it is because the Roma in the northeast of the empire evacuated to follow this way, and the deal negotiated by the elders has not yet been completed.

These people will take a boat from Hamlet to Totnes, and then transfer to places in the world where there is no war and the current situation is stable.

Amanda knows very well that once the Roma in the empire are evacuated, she will be a bare-bones commander, and even the contact organization needs the props and secrets left by the elders.

It can be said that the organization is not optimistic about the empire at all, and they don't even plan to put resources here to rebuild the psychic system until the war is over and the situation is stable.

But no one knows how long it will take for the war to end. Anyway, she thinks that neither side has an absolute advantage, and it is normal to fight for more than ten or twenty years.

Then she, the person in charge, is equivalent to being trapped here to death, and the organization exiled her in order to please Tamara.

This is the core of Amanda's eagerness to hug Lance's thigh. It is difficult for her to obtain growth resources from the organization. If she wants to avoid being liquidated by Tamara, she needs to find another backer.

The story of Wolf Warriors is over, it will ease ji'zhang