our family is gone

Chapter 45 The Continuation of Hatred

"My lord." Vic immediately greeted Lance when he saw Lance, looking very respectful.

The child's reaction made the woman realize something was wrong and stood up quickly.

What were you doing just now?How can the lord wait for his son!
On the contrary, the seven or eight-year-old child stuck his head out from behind his brother and looked at Lance curiously.

Lance looked at a few people. This was their home, but they seemed so reserved. In this world, class really is insurmountable.

"Vic, come out with me for a walk."

Lance didn't intend to disturb their normal life, got up and walked out of the house.

Vic quickly stepped out, followed closely behind without saying a word.

"Can you keep up with the training recently?"

"I can keep up." Vic didn't know why the lord asked these questions, but he answered honestly.

After asking some everyday questions Lance finally reveals why he's looking for Vic.

"In order to test the recruits' discipline and ability to deal with things, I plan to set up an assessment. The two instructors will be withdrawn the day after tomorrow, and I will hide to observe you.

I need you to watch for recruits who don't train properly, who don't do patrols, who don't follow the rules, and tell me when I come out. "

Speaking of which, Lance stopped and turned back with a slight smile, raising his hand to pat Vic on the shoulder.

"Vic, you are different from other recruits. You are the smartest in the entire training camp. I am very optimistic about you. Don't let me down."

"Guaranteed to complete the task!" Vic agreed without much hesitation, and at the same time was delighted that the lord entrusted him with such an important task.

"Okay~" Lance took out a silver coin with his backhand and stuffed it into his hand, "Go and buy some meat for the family."

Looking at the silver coin in his hand, Vik was a little confused. He had never seen a silver coin in his life, let alone held it in his hand.

"Go back, or your mother should be worried."

Only then did Vik react and clenched the silver coin in his hand, his face was full of joy.

"Thank you my lord."

"Do you know the content of the assessment is confidential?"

"Yes!"

Lance watched the child run home full of joy, that is, fifteen or sixteen years old, and he was still carefree at school at this age.

But soon he came back to his senses, continued the arrangement before he left, and repeated similar words among the few recruits who were also relatively outstanding.

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"George, you are different from other recruits. You are the most serious in the entire training camp. I am very optimistic about you. Don't let me down."

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"Andrew, you are different from other recruits. You are the best in the entire training camp. I am very optimistic about you. Don't let me down."

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Vik's brain is more active and smarter, and he knows how to solve problems when he encounters them.

George, on the other hand, admits death, has a strong personality, and doesn't know how to steal and play tricks.

And Andrew is the strongest among all the recruits and has the best training performance. He can make most of the recruits obey.

The three interacted to hold the situation while they were gone.

This is the advantage of Lance training with those recruits. He has a general understanding of the personality of all the recruits, and can control the situation even if he is not in the town by controlling a few people.

He must ensure that the training camp continues to run after he leaves and maintain order in the town.

After all, there is still no one on hand, so that slightly larger movements are a bit stretched and can only be patched.

After the bandits are resolved, it is still necessary to speed up the training of talents.

Lance continued to walk through the night, and soon came to a brightly lit place. As soon as he approached, he could hear the sound of "clinking" metal knocking, and when he looked up, he could see a long chimney still standing. Smoke.

This is the blacksmith shop. Lance expected that the demand for tools would increase after the project started, and the weapons and attrition of the recruits in the training camp were also a problem.

So I found a blacksmith, negotiated terms with him, and applied for a loan for him, which was equivalent to Lance lending him money to repair the blacksmith shop.

Then came the funny thing, Lance discovered that the land of this land was actually in his own hands. It turned out that the blacksmith had sold it to the mayor.

Anyway, he didn't mind borrowing more after all the loans, so Lance rented the land to him again, and included it in the first phase of the project, giving priority to restoration.

In fact, nothing has changed, except that the blacksmith himself spent money to repair the storefront, and Lance just changed hands ingeniously so that the blacksmith inexplicably took on a loan, and he had to be very grateful to Lance for lending him the money.

The original collapsed building has been roughly repaired, but the original wall of the backyard has not yet been built, and the workbench in front of the fire can only be covered with a cloth to keep out the wind and rain. Fortunately, at least it no longer affects the forging.

"Business is good~"

Lance walked in directly from the gap in the building in the backyard. At this time, the fire was burning here, and there was no need for lighting such as candles.

It can be seen that the apprentices led by the blacksmith are sweating profusely on the anvil at night, and their movements are strong and powerful under the light of the fire. It seems that the previous blows did not make him lose hope in life.

"Lord, why are you here!" Seeing Lance coming, the blacksmith quickly stopped his work and greeted him, with a smile on his dark face.

"Have you finished my things?"

"It's just finished, and I was thinking about sending it to my lord tomorrow. How can I let my lord come and get it." The blacksmith said and raised his hand to signal the apprentice holding a small hammer.

"Carl, go and get your lord's things."

The half-grown child glanced at Lance, put down the hammer and ran back to the house after hearing what the blacksmith said.

Lance looked around the situation habitually looking for topics.

"Have you encountered any trouble recently?"

"Thanks to your lord, the blacksmith's business is very good now, but the coal and iron ingots are almost used up."

"I'll figure it out, don't worry about it."

Lance gave him a lot of preferential loans, and he has a large number of orders. He is not under too much pressure. On the contrary, he is very motivated to work overtime until now, but it is hard for the apprentice named Carl.

Carl was an orphan whose parents were killed by bandits. Lance's recovery plan also targeted these orphans, assigning them to different skilled workers as apprentices.

He is also one of the conditions that Lance gave to blacksmiths, that is, to train a blacksmith.

But blacksmithing is a hard job. Few orphans were willing to choose this job, except Karl.

"I hope to create a weapon for the lord to kill bandits and avenge my parents."

The situation at the time was that he wanted to join the army but was not old enough, so he chose to become an apprentice blacksmith instead. Lance still remembers what he said at the time.

Therefore, Lance also realized the hatred between the town residents and the bandits. If he wanted to completely win the hearts of these people, he had to suppress the bandits!

Soon the little apprentice lifted out a box, and opened it to reveal a close-fitting breastplate and a helmet.

The breastplate is different from the general ones that are made into a radian. This one has two thick iron plates on the front and back, and the inside is worn in a small area, mainly to protect the fragile organs such as internal organs.

He wanted to wear heavy armor, but he didn't have the ability to know.

As for the helmet... how can anyone go to the battlefield without wearing a helmet~
"Go and get another thirty crossbow arrows and count them on the account."

Crossbow bolts have another advantage over muskets, that is, they are quiet, suitable for latent assassination, and fit their operation very well. It is always right to add one point.

(End of this chapter)