Our family is in decline

"Ah~water..."

The veteran's consciousness began to return and his lips moved slightly.

When Lance saw him, he immediately lost his hands and fell back, pretending to be so weak that he could hardly stand.

Fortunately, Disma reacted quickly enough to help him, otherwise he would really have to lie on the ground in a fake show.

Seeing several people coming around, Lance raised his hand and waved.

"I'm fine. It's just that activating the secret technique consumes a lot of money. Bring some water and feed it to him."

Under Susan's care, the veteran soon opened his one eye, struggled to get up, and then saw other people standing in the room.

"What happened? Where are the bandits..."

He had been unconscious for too long, and his hoarse voice showed his weak state at this time, but he still recognized Susan, the person who saved him in the first place.

"Of course it was our lord who saved you." Dismaco said it directly without any hindrance.

Only then did the veteran remember something. He lowered his head to look at his wound and raised his hand to touch it, which felt a little weird.

I survived again~

"Susan saved you." Lance slowly said what happened after he knocked him down.

He was saved from the battlefield by Susan, how much he sacrificed to save him, and finally fed with blood, until today.

He mainly boasted about Susan's kindness to the veterans, and his own existence was conveyed in one sentence.

But to a certain extent, whether it is Susan or the veteran, both of them can persist in waiting until Lance arrives in despair, which is a legend in itself.

"I'm sorry...I couldn't bring him back." The veteran's old face showed sadness, and his memory still stayed on that day.

That child...

"No~ you saved all of us." Susan had cried too much that day, but a few tears still appeared at this time.

"Bring me the broth and eat something first." Lance broke the negative mood. He didn't have time to watch this here.

Susan reacted and raised her hand to wipe away her tears, then turned around and picked up a bowl of warm soup. This was specially left over from Lance's dinner. She had obviously anticipated this situation.

The veteran also realized that Lance occupies an absolutely dominant position among these people. After looking at him, he couldn't see much except that he was a bit handsome, so he had to ask.

"You are?"

"This is the lord, it was he who saved you..."

With Susan's addition, what Lance did was extremely praised, and even deified to a certain extent.

Watching the veteran's expression gradually become shocked, this was exactly the effect Lance wanted.

If no matter what he says, he is not as persuasive as Susan, it would be better for him to pave the way for Susan's touching deeds to make her words carry more weight, thus affecting the veteran's first impression of him.

The veteran was also very surprised that a noble lord actually treated himself and even cut off his personal clothes to bandage himself.

Not to mention using the legendary miracle to snatch him back from death.

"Thank you Lord Lord for saving my old life."

"You protected my people, and I want to thank you."

Lance raised his hand to stop the veteran's movement, raised his hand and pointed aside to place the equipment, "I have retrieved the things for you. You should eat well and rest first. I also need warriors like you to help me save those poor townspeople. "

"Your Majesty, just ask."

…………

"clang!"

"clang!"

"clang!"

In the early morning, a series of ringtones suddenly rang out in the quiet seaside town. The crisp sound spread along with the sound waves, making this lifeless town restless and even boiling.

Because the last time the bell rang was the bandit attack, most of the town was destroyed and countless people were massacred.

The townspeople ran out of the nest like panicked insects and ants, and then looked around blankly, as if they wanted to run but didn't know how.

At this moment, a series of horse hooves sounded in the street, and the townspeople subconsciously hid in their houses in panic, leaning on the cracks in the doors and windows to explore the situation outside.

Soon a man wearing knight armor was galloping towards him, and a steady voice was heard from his mouth.

"The heir to the lord has returned, everyone must gather in the square!"

The knight galloped past, and the townspeople realized what had happened. It turned out that the new lord had arrived, but what the hell was it none of their business?

It feels worse than...sleeping~

"The lord is giving porridge in the square on a first-come, first-served basis."

Don’t tell me if you have something to eat! Just a word from the knight made the townspeople excited.

But they were afraid of being killed before. Although they said they had some food, they had never heard of lords distributing food to civilians. What if this was a trap?

The knight's voice became farther and farther. Leonard quickly circled the town and returned to the square, while Disma also rode from the other side. The two looked at the empty square, only under the statue in the center of the square. Standing with Lance and a few things wrapped in rags, as for the townspeople there was no.

"Lord, we've been shouting for a long time and no one has come?"

"If you don't even give out any money, are all the people here stupid?"

"Let the bullets fly for a while~" Listening to the two people's complaints, Lance looked calm and showed no worry at all.

The two of them were also calmed down by his attitude. At this time, another wave of sound slowly came, led by a thin-faced woman, and behind her followed a large group of townspeople, all of whom were talking about something. Strange words.

"When the lord comes, there will be peace in the town!"

"When the lord comes, we will be safe!"

"Follow the lord and eat three meals a day."

“Milk and white bread in the morning, all you can eat beef in the evening.”

"What's for lunch? Chicken, duck, fish and whatever you like."

"..."

Slogan-like slogans spread wildly among the people. If there is anything they desire most now, it is undoubtedly a full meal.

It is precisely because of this that these slogans have such magic power. All the townspeople who heard them were attracted by the scenes described, and they subconsciously started humming them and slowly joined the team.

"Here they come! They're coming!"

Disma shouted excitedly, but Lance was a little helpless looking at the zombie-like townspeople.

One or two of them were all black and thin, and the whole person was like a skeleton covered with a layer of skin. Only the protruding eyes looked a bit funny.

Lance felt a little distressed. He had been ruined so badly by his ancestor. How long would it take to restore the vitality of the town?

"The audience is in place, Disma, you ride on horseback and ambush on the road from the town to the suburban farm. No matter who you meet, seize them and block the flow of information." Lance said and added, "At the same time, pay attention to the situation on the farm, and try your best to Don’t let them know the situation.”

"yes!"

Disma didn't hesitate, took the police badge and rode off.

Leonard stood silently beside Lance, wary of possible threats.