Our family is in decline

This kind of human trafficker doesn't deserve sympathy at all. If he hadn't been kept alive, he would have been killed a long time ago. Whether it was in the previous life or in this life, he would have wanted to cut these guys into pieces.

"You only have one chance to remember yourself. If you make a mistake, the next cut will be on your neck."

"Brother... I will definitely take you to find her... Please let me go~"

The man panted heavily and begged for mercy. He felt now that it would have been easier to die in battle than at that time.

But the same severe pain caused the will to survive to sprout, and for a while he was even more afraid of death.

Lance was too lazy to care about him, so he called Leonard and gave him some instructions, then asked him to stay at the camp while he led his people to the town.

The so-called town is not the kind of town as understood in modern times. In fact, it is the continuous development of gathering places. When the number of people reaches a certain level, it will be called a town.

A gathering place of the same size has given birth to stable commercial activities, further attracting people from nearby rural areas for development.

Lance led people directly into the town openly and observed the surrounding situation.

In fact, it is similar to those in rural areas. Most of them are simple longhouses, separated from each other by fences, and there are some chickens and ducks inside.

Outside the town is a large area of ​​farmland, and you can see many people taking care of crops in the fields.

But compared with the vigorously growing crops in the fields, most of the townspeople here are still thin and old and haggard.

You don’t need to think about it to know that the situation should be similar to Hamlet’s. Most of these fields are controlled by farmers, and those who work in the fields all day long are just serfs~

However, unlike the ruins of Hamlet, this place has not been robbed and destroyed by bandits on a large scale. It is still very complete on the whole. When there are more people, it will appear lively and prosperous, but the sanitary conditions are really disappointing.

Lance, who has a bit of a mysophobia, could smell the fermenting smell of a pig pen as soon as he entered, and had to be careful to avoid the large excrement on the ground.

The ground was completely covered in mud. Fortunately it hadn't rained, otherwise he wouldn't have dared to step into the mess.

Slowly walking to the middle of the town, I saw a wooden building with more than two floors. It seemed that it was the center of the town.

As soon as he entered the busiest street, he was stopped by a middle-aged woman. She raised the paper in her hand and asked in a hoarse voice: "Excuse me, have you seen my daughter~"

You didn't need to look carefully to know that the paper was a missing person notice. Lance looked at the woman with a condensed expression, his eyes were dull and lost their luster, and there were tears on his face that had dried, wet, and dried again.

Seeing this scene, Lance also had hidden anger. Now he regretted killing them so easily. It was too cheap for those traffickers~

However, he was able to control his emotions and asked the woman in a gentle manner.

"I haven't seen it, but tell us when your daughter disappeared, and I will help you look for it."

"It was early this morning..."

After some communication, they found out that her daughter was a milkmaid on the farm. She usually went there early in the morning to milk the cows to prepare the milk for today, but the people at the farm informed them that her daughter did not go. They waited for a long time and did not see her daughter come back. They thought With so many disappearances happening recently, I realized that my daughter had been kidnapped.

If we go by what she said, we have no clue, no witnesses, no clues.

Fortunately, he had already identified the murderer without any investigation, and now he was just about to find the person.

At the same time, Lance also learned about the missing cases that occurred in the town. Basically, they were girls in their fifteenth or twenty-year-old, and the time was around this month, which was the time when Hamlet was broken.

What exactly is the cult planning...

"I will help you find him, don't worry."

After leaving the woman, Lance slowly turned around and looked at the man. He put his hand on his shoulder and pulled him over. His eyes were like sharp knives.

"Where is the person you are talking about?"

The man realized that Lance was very angry and said quickly: "It's on the back street. According to their requirements, if you catch him, he will be put there."

"You should know the consequences of lying to me." Lance increased his strength in his hands, causing a look of pain to appear on his face.

"I definitely didn't say anything nonsense."

"Take me there immediately. If you can't find anyone, you should know what will happen~" Lance let go of his hand, but his eyes became fierce.

Naturally, the man did not dare to talk nonsense and took the two of them directly to the so-called back streets, which were actually the rows of houses behind the central area.

There is not a lot of people coming and going here. Some shops are opened here, as well as some special workers.

Unlike Hamlet, where there is a port that can support fishermen, sailors and mercenaries, most of the people here are farmers, and everyone has little money, so it has not developed into a large-scale brothel, but has become a number of self-employed businesses.

The women stood outside the door, receiving the gazes coming and going. Some behaved calmly, while some were more enthusiastic, waving to the visitors, twisting their bodies, and ogling.

They seemed unaware of their dignity as human beings, and presented themselves as if they were goods.

"Uncle, come and play~"

"Handsome guy, come and take a look~"

"..."

Lance scanned them and found that they were all women with ordinary figures and appearance, and some were as weak as if they were infected with disease, which really put him off.

On the contrary, this guy Disma actually looked at those people with great interest and commented: "The quality of the women here seems to be average~"

"You've never suffered a loss with a woman, have you? You still forgot what we're here to do~"

Lance Youyou's words made Disma shrink back in fright.

He immediately realized that the woman he met while suppressing the bandits was almost in trouble, and that person was a cultist.

Disma corrected his attitude and became cautious.

"That's the one."

The man's eyes signaled. Lance glanced over and found that the doors and windows were closed and it didn't look like there was anyone there.

But he didn't get close. Instead, he turned to look at the open door opposite, and there was a woman leaning on the door.

"My lord is wrong, it's the other side." Disma reminded him in a low voice.

But Lance didn't care so much, and walked directly over there while the two of them were talking.

"Hello, I want to talk to you about something." Lance looked at her. She was a very ordinary woman. She looked like she was in her early twenties.

The woman glanced at Lance, as if she was curious as to why he was so handsome and returned to a place like this.

Disma brought the man over. When he saw the two of them following the woman, his face changed slightly, and he said with a bit of disgust:

"You're going to have to pay more for this!"