our family is gone

Chapter 809 You Used My Moves Against Me

Tamara's consciousness seemed to be instantly pulled back to the conversation she had with Lance, and the words that should have been forgotten kept bombarding her mind.

[He is full of lies and schemes, and is not willing to tell even one word of truth. ]

【What did I do to make you disrespect me so much? 】

[It's a pity that you didn't treat me as a friend, but chose a deal. ]

[You lost the last person who was willing to believe in you! ]

【…】

The person did not feel the joy of breaking free from pollution at all. On the contrary, a complex mix of embarrassment, guilt, and regret surged into his heart, instantly dispersing the anger and resentment.

It is difficult to describe Tamara's current state. She has found the lost shame. Even if Lance ignores her and just sits there flipping through the book, she still feels an indescribable shame. She begs in a low voice:

"I was wrong."

But Lance simply ignored her, and this indifference was even more humiliating than the insults.

Tamara didn't care about anything else and went up to Lance and pulled his arm to beg for mercy.

"Don't do this, I know I was wrong."

"Do you really know you're wrong?" Lance was not moved at all. Instead, he pulled his hand away in disgust.

“Your identity is not important to me at all. I really don’t understand why you Roma people have to choose one of the two issues that are not in conflict. Do I have any grudge against you Roma people?
Since they think so, they can just cancel the deal with Hamlet. They want to make money but look down on me. How can such a good thing happen? "

Tamara froze when she heard this. It turned out that he knew everything...

"They made me do this. I didn't want to do it."

"Look at you. You are still shirking responsibility at this time. Can they really force you to do something you don't want to do? You are just making excuses for yourself.

Since you think friends can be traded, then well, as a friend I will help you for the last time, now you can go back to being the big shot you are, this little place of Hamlet is not worthy of you.

You don't want to be the bad guy and bear the guilt, now I've done it for you, you don't have to worry about it, let's go."

Lance's words directly tore off her ridiculous disguise, and Tamara, who was still hurriedly trying to explain herself, was now completely speechless.

She felt like she was completely naked in front of this man without any covering at all, and the shame almost shattered her sanity.

To be honest, the power brought by being promoted to champion so quickly and the compliments from those people did make her inexplicably confident. When facing Lance, she did not show respect, but rather a kind of hidden arrogance, as if she wanted to find back the bit of self-esteem that she had lost from him.

But after this round of conversation, she realized how despicable she was. Now the strong pressure almost suffocated her. She subconsciously hugged herself in an attempt to get some sense of security, but it was obviously useless.

She really wanted to escape from this suffocating place, but deep down she resisted leaving like this.

If I leave, wouldn’t that be admitting it?

“How could I forget!” Tamara took out a gold coin from somewhere and handed it to him. “You were the one who said I was under your protection!”

Lance looked at the ordinary gold coin in her palm with a dazed expression. After thinking for a while, he remembered that this coin seemed to be the one he gave it to her at that time. He also said similar words in order to calm her uneasy mood at that time.

He stretched out his hand to take the gold coin, but Tamara simply closed her fingers, grasped his hand tightly like a trap, and then hugged him.

Lance wanted to push her away, but she refused to give in and held him tightly, saying some strange things.

"They all look down on me, and I just want to prove it to them."

"Those people are eager to see me fail. Only in this way can they prove that they are not losers."

"You said you would protect me, where are you..."

After listening briefly, Lance could roughly feel that Tamara's life was not smooth sailing after she returned. On the contrary, she was under tremendous pressure.

In that environment, it was obvious that everyone was a bad person, waiting to laugh at her, or they were on guard. There was no one to whom she could confide her distress, but now she was complaining to him for no apparent reason.

To sum it up: I didn't want to leave at first, but you pushed me back. But where were you when I was enduring all this?
It's hard to say anything about Lance, because Tamara really didn't want to go back at that time. She was afraid that she would be imprisoned if she went back. It was because of his instigation and guarantee that she went back.

But he didn't have the energy to take care of these things, so he just threw her back and didn't care about her much, and later he even cut off contact with her.

And now that she has found my weakness and counterattacked me, you actually use my methods against me?

Lance had a complicated expression, but he definitely couldn't recognize him, so he could only sigh.

"So even if this is the case, I will help you eliminate the sequelae. This is the last thing I can do for you. After we sever our relationship, you can go back to being your senior executive."

Tamara's words became more and more urgent, and at the end there was even a tone of crying with obvious grievance, as she talked to herself against Lance's chest.

"I'm really scared. I'm scared that I'll be homeless again..."

"Alright, alright." Lance patted her back soothingly, "You've proven yourself."

"I won't leave, okay? I'll stay here with you."

Tamara's sudden words made Lance feel pressured and he couldn't help but deny it.

"I've said before that our relationship has nothing to do with your identity. This is not a choice between Hamlet and the Roma."

"Have you forgiven me?" Tamara looked up and met that gaze.

"Let me go first."

"If you don't forgive me, I won't let you go. I'll die on you. You owe me this."

"Then hug me, I don't mind."

Lance was out of control, and after suffering a loss once, he would not just agree so easily. Seeing that Lance really picked up those books and flipped through them without caring, Tamara sat on his lap and squeezed into his arms like a madman, and turned her head back to him.

After saying this, the pressure in my heart dissipated a lot. I closed my eyes and leaned against the beating heart on my body. The complicated emotions also calmed down. I felt an inexplicable sense of security and fell asleep without knowing how after a while.

It seemed that she was really tired, and the mental fatigue was even greater than the physical fatigue.

Lance also noticed something, but he didn't wake her up. Instead, he carried her to the guest room and put her on the bed.

You little bastard, you want to play with me?

After finding Susan and giving her some instructions, he headed straight for the sanatorium. The pirates were still interrogating each other, and it was basically over when Lance arrived. These small pawns didn't know much, and they had said everything they needed to say.

We obtained a key location, the Shipwreck Bay. The key reason why this place became a gathering place for pirates and a place for selling stolen goods was the complex environment around it.

There are turbulent currents and reefs everywhere, and only experienced helmsmen know how to enter it. Not many people can even enter or exit it at the same time.

The army that wants to wipe out the pirates will be restricted by the environment, which can be considered a natural barrier, hence the name and is popular among pirates.

"It's this Shipwreck Bay again. There's no peace and quiet in the middle of winter."

Lance had known about this place from the pirates a long time ago, but he didn't bother to care about it until he opened up the sea on a large scale. Now he really has to deal with it.

"The target is the Shipwreck Bay. Let the navy come up with a plan. And don't wash the pirate ship. Pick some people from the navy to disguise as pirates and go and test the waters."

"Yes!"

It takes time to prepare for war, but it is necessary to conduct reconnaissance in advance.

The pirates who had received simple treatment were dragged to the port dock and hung up. When the cold wind blew, their thin clothes made them shiver. Without much means of keeping warm, their exposed fingers and toes would probably turn into popsicles.

As for their evil deeds, they were also publicized to let those people know the pirates' sinister intentions. Of course, Hamlet's navy would also be dispatched to clear them out and ensure the safety of the waterway.

Although Hamlet is in the northern border of the empire, it is still far away from the real ice field, so the port will not freeze in winter. For the army, cold and heat do not affect their training.

The navy has always been an embarrassing existence for Hamlet, because building a navy requires too much preparation, from shipbuilding to personnel to weapons, so Hamlet's navy has always been lame, and has not fought many real naval battles. Instead, the navy has been used as sailors on transport ships, or as marines carrying guns.

However, after the ancestor was eliminated and the territory was restored, Lance increased his investment in the navy. You should know that Lance had discovered many interesting things in the treasure house of ancient civilization deep in the bay before.

Although it is difficult to build a giant ship as big as an island as recorded in the records with the current level, by studying those materials, it is possible to build more types of ships and modify the current pirate speedboats.

It is impossible to hollow out holes on both sides to accommodate cannons, so the cannons are installed on the decks on both sides. No matter how you look at it, it is a gunboat, and naval training also revolves around this.

Now they have received the mission and are preparing for war. At the same time, thirty elite soldiers, who are also non-commissioned officers, were selected, along with their leader Wilson, and boarded the pirate ship with Lance.

Everyone changed into simpler clothes, put away their revolvers, put flintlock pistols on their waists, and held machetes, axes and other things in their hands, revealing a fierce aura.

In addition, they were originally laborers, so their exposed skin was rough, making them look like pirates. Wilson even put on a coat he got from somewhere and a black boat cap on his head, making him look like one of those pirate captains.

"Is everyone clear about what we are going to do this time?"

"Yes Captain!"

Wilson dealt with pirates a lot and told the crew some relevant information so that they would not reveal the truth.

Lance, on the other hand, was sitting at the stern of the boat in casual clothes, fishing, and was not at all affected by the outside world.

The light snow fell on the cloak he was wearing, giving him a sense of the artistic conception of "an old man in a straw hat and raincoat fishing alone in the cold river in a boat".

The channel and route have been determined in the nautical chart, and the pirates tied to the mast will ensure that they can find that place...

Tamara woke up slowly in Lord Hamlet's mansion. She had been here before and basically knew it was a guest room as soon as she opened her eyes, but it was different. At least there was no warm bed before she left.

The renovated kang is connected to the flue of the stove on one side, and the residual heat from the combustion is utilized to make it not cold. The warmth even makes people too lazy to get out of bed.

She still remembered that it was daytime. She fell asleep and when she woke up, the view outside the window was a little hazy. She didn't know how long she slept, but she had to say that sleeping here was sweet. Waking up freed her from the long-term pressure.

But she soon began to recall those things uncontrollably, causing her to make all sorts of strange noises inexplicably, and then toss and turn wildly on the bed.

After struggling on the bed for a long time, she finally broke free from the quilt and climbed up. However, she did not wear those complicated jewelry. She put on a hooded robe over her original clothes and pushed the door open.

The cold air outside made her shiver unconsciously, and she wanted to hide back in the room, but the wind made her consciousness clearer. She looked up and saw that it was already evening, so she walked out.

Lance was not found in the house, only Susan was there.

"Where's Lance?"

"My Lord didn't tell you to come back for dinner. If you're hungry, why don't you wait a while?"

Susan didn't answer directly, but the fact that Lance wouldn't come back for dinner meant that he wouldn't come, so there was no need for her to stay here. She made an excuse and left.

"No, I'm going out for a walk."

It was just time to get off work, and the cold outside did not seem to stop their enthusiasm to go home. There were many people walking on the street, and the lively scene surprised Tamara a little. You know, when she left, Hamlet was just getting better, but the civilians were also wearing tattered clothes, and most of them were pale and thin.

Although the clothes are still simple today, they are clean and tidy. A high proportion of the clothes are new, and some even have fur scarves and hats.

Although the skin on his face appears rough due to labor, his complexion is plump, which is at least a sign of being well fed for a period of time. It usually only appears in those who have escaped from the common people class, but in Hamlet, most of them are like that.

What’s more important is the positive emotions they express. Most of them have smiles on their faces, and they are filled with happiness and joy.

Some children were running around and playing in the streets and alleys, their laughter was like silver bells, and the shouts of their parents and the rising smoke from cooking made the whole city full of the breath of life.

People will be affected by the environment. After falling into it, Tamara's heart inexplicably relaxed. Compared with the tense nerves when she was in the organization, this is indeed a more suitable place to live.

The simplest one is that there are no beggars, thieves, or hooligans here, which is enough to show the security environment.

After a round of shopping, Tamara didn't even need to ask too many questions to verify the rumors, because what she saw was not deceptive.