Our family is in decline

Lance found the meaning of his actions, and his steps became firmer.

His identity is constantly improving as he develops, and his every move will have a considerable impact on the people around him.

Things like tonight are destined not to be done in the future, at least not with others, and if they are to be done, they must be done secretly by oneself.

Because the harvest from hunting the local tyrants is really amazing. Disma's early investigation made him know this area well. Coupled with the help of Mi Xiang, tonight's operation went extremely smoothly. Lin Lin must have gained millions. These things are almost piled up. His showroom was full before he was forced to stop.

These gold coins were converted into resources and invested in the development of the territory. He was confident that he could compete with his ancestor.

Old guy, you have magic skills and I have firearms. It depends on whether your bones are stronger or your cannonballs are stronger.

Eat my artillery cluster!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but quicken his pace. He went to the gang den and rescued all the people there and took them to the camp.

When I returned to the camp, I found that Tiffany had not rested yet, but came out to greet her.

"What are you doing here if you don't want to go to bed?"

"The patrolling guard caught a person." Tiffany couldn't help but look at the women behind Lance. They were basically too good-looking. What were they doing?

"What's so weird about this?"

Lance didn't care. There were refugees trying to sneak into the camp every day and have sex for free. What's wrong with catching one or two?

Otherwise, why would he go to such great lengths to do those things? It was just to motivate the guards and at the same time mobilize the enthusiasm of others.

Tiffany added with a weird expression: "I feel like I need to take a closer look. This man was caught after he injured two guards."

"Oh! Then I want to see it." Lance was curious about who could make Tiffany so strange. .

As soon as he entered the big tent, Lance was attracted by the situation inside.

A guy in rather weird and unusual clothing was tied up hand and foot and thrown to the ground.

This person was dressed in a special way. He was wearing a dark long skirt, but it was not a loose style. It looked more like a compact style modified for easier movement. It also had a hood with a neck protector and a protector on the shoulders. First.

He wears long leather gloves on his hands, and the ends are tightly wrapped with bandages to leave no gaps. The leather boots on his feet are also treated in the same way.

The most exaggerated thing is that he wears a carefully sewn bird's beak mask that wraps his entire face. Together with the hood, the whole body is wrapped tightly, with no part exposed.

Beside it is a removed belt, carrying a small bag, and you can also see some bottles and cans of small things.

There was also a flame-shaped dagger thrown aside, which seemed to be this guy's weapon to hurt people.

But now that he is tied up, there is no big threat.

This weird suit immediately reminded Lance of the beak doctor from the Dark Middle Ages.

Seeing this, Lance couldn't help but have a hint of curiosity on his face, and quickly moved forward towards the man.

The weirdo also noticed Lance and started to move, but being restrained was of no use.

Lance lifted his hood and took off the beak mask, and found that underneath the mask was a rather delicate face. Even in this situation, he looked calm. Such a big heart was very rare.

"I couldn't tell that it was a woman!" Tiffany was quite surprised when she saw it. She didn't expect that the guy who injured the two guards was actually a woman.

Lance looked at the woman. After the belt was removed and the waist was not tied, the slight rise and fall of the chest could not be seen, due to the innate conditions.

But Tiffany, you are not qualified to say that~

Lance complained in his mind, but did not show it. Instead, he asked: "Why did you break into my camp?"

The woman was silent. Although her expression was not obvious, her eyes still showed panic.

Lance didn't care when she didn't speak, but picked up the bag on her belt and rummaged through it to find something interesting.

"This is an anatomy prop. Are you a doctor?"

Lance looked at the unfolded leather package on his hand, fixing these special-shaped tools inside.

The woman didn't answer until Lance flipped through the scattered papers in the bag, which recorded her dissections of corpses, from frogs, mice, and rabbits to... humans.

"Are you studying the corpse?" Lance suddenly raised his head and asked.

"This is a scientific experiment!" The woman finally couldn't help but refute, but she didn't have much confidence in her appearance.

"But where did these corpses for your research come from? They can't be stolen, right~" Lance shook the experimental record in his hand directly, "If I guess correctly, you heard that there was a melee here and many people died. , want to come over and steal the body?"

When the woman saw what had happened, her expression changed significantly, and she began to unconsciously try to struggle, but to no avail. The expression on her face could no longer be described as fear, but - despair!

"Oh! Damn blasphemer~" Tiffany couldn't help but feel conflicted when she heard this.

But Lance seemed very normal and didn't have much reaction because of this.

He knew why the woman was so excited, because the study of human anatomy was not the current mainstream school of thought. It was even quite deviant. In the eyes of ordinary people, she was a vicious witch who would be tied to a barbecue.

Although some "scientific" ideas have emerged now, the strong ones are still the church and the imperial aristocracy. In order to maintain the foundation of their rule and not be shaken, they will become very feudal and conservative.

Even in Totnes, a place with a relatively open social environment, the struggle in the college can give a glimpse of it.

You must know that after a person dies, the church has a monopoly. It is the monopoly in the true sense. It holds the ceremony and is buried in the church cemetery. According to their holy laws, after death, people have to go to their god's territory.

For ordinary people, the only way to obtain peace of mind is through the church. This is why some low-level believers can tolerate this because they believe that they will be happy after death.

Because this is the foundation of their rule, the church is very sensitive to these things. If she is found to dare to steal a corpse, whether it is for research or something else, it can be said that she will definitely die, and she will definitely go to the church's grill.

Under the long-term rule of the church, ordinary people were also very taboo about these, believing that if the body was destroyed, it would be difficult to reach God.

But Lance is not one of those idiots bound by religious ideas, but a person who advocates "science".

"Let her go."

An order that surprised everyone else on the field came out of his mouth.

The woman couldn't figure out what Lance meant and looked strange.

Don't talk about her, even Tiffany doesn't understand.

Seeing that they didn't respond, Lance could only do it himself, leaning down to untie the restraints on her body.

Tiffany saw this action and wanted to say something, but she just raised her hand slightly, but put it down without saying anything.

She realized that this man never needed to say anything when doing things, and he must have his own reasons for doing so.

The woman didn't understand why the man suddenly untied himself and froze in place.

I don’t know if I should get up or what…

“Do things for me and I can support your research.”

Lance directly extended an olive branch, but the woman didn't react at all.

She thought about being tortured, played with, sold, and sent to a church trial, but she never thought that this man was actually recruiting her.

To be honest, it's hard for her to understand. Logically speaking, she shouldn't...

Are you crazy? Or is this guy crazy?

"I have money and resources to support your research. You can research to your heart's content without worrying about other things. Unless you want to spend your whole life digging up corpses like a wild dog, I am the only one in this world who can accept you. "

Lance invited him generously and his attitude was impeccable.

But this sudden recruitment was really confusing, and a strong sense of disobedience filled her mind, almost to the point of overflowing.

When Lance saw her like this, he didn't force her, so he picked up the things and handed them over.

"It doesn't matter if you don't agree. I can let you go, but you must help me heal the person you injured and make compensation at the same time."

"Okay~ but I have no money."

Being treated like this for no reason, the woman seemed a little reluctant to refuse. She took the belt, and more importantly, picked up the mask and put it on. Only then did she feel a sense of security.

"I'll lend it to you first."

Lance took the woman out of the tent and headed to the injured camp. She had been tied up just now, but now she was walking directly in the camp, which made her feel somewhat magical.

Tiffany stood aside and frowned, looking incomprehensible.

She simply couldn't figure out why Lance could so easily believe a troubled blasphemer.

You must know that you have seen him suppressing riots. This man will not have any mercy when facing his enemies.

Why are you suddenly so interested in that guy?

Is it just because she is a woman?

Tiffany couldn't help but feel a little resentful when she thought about the women he had brought back just now.

Does this mean you can't walk when you see a woman?

However, she hesitated for a moment and followed her again. She wanted to see what was so powerful about this woman.

When people in weird costumes led by Lance entered the tent where the injured were accommodated, those people were very intuitive and difficult to understand.

"It's all a misunderstanding. She is the doctor I invited back to treat the wounded. She just forgot to tell you, and she didn't know what the situation was, so she accidentally injured you.

But don't worry, this is not your fault. You have done a good job and you deserve no less reward. "

Tiffany heard Lance's explanation as soon as she walked in. The guards were calmed down, and their minds were quickly covered by another thing.

Didn't anyone hear that the master wanted to hire a doctor for these mud-legged people?

You are such a good man!

For a time, the somewhat stiff atmosphere was immediately eliminated. Even the grudges in the hearts of the two newly injured guards disappeared and turned to gratitude~

To be honest, the wounded man had never seen this strangely dressed doctor, but he let her handle it out of trust in the master.

Lance was not really reassured, but watched from the sidelines, watching those people's wounds being cleaned, sutured, medicated, and then bandaged again with cloth strips.

It is undeniable that the professional is better than the amateur, and the handling techniques are also very smooth, which greatly eases the pain of the injured.

Judging from their looks, I’m sure we’ll hear the story of the master who hired a doctor overnight to treat them in the camp tomorrow.

Looking at this, Tiffany couldn't help but admit that this person had some ability, so could he see this woman's ability at a glance?

She had seen Lance's eagerness for talent, so she could understand it a little better.

After this trip, Lance was very satisfied. The more he saw the doctor, the more he liked it.

But he did not break his promise and sent her outside the camp himself.

"We're leaving tomorrow. If you want to come over, pack your things."

The woman may have heard this, or she may not have heard it. Lance only saw her figure disappearing into the darkness.

Looking back here, I saw Tiffany's slightly dissatisfied face.

"Can't you say this too?"

Lance spread his hands and shrugged, "You have also seen that we need a professional doctor. It would be a great help to us if she can join."

"But she is a blasphemer. If something goes wrong, we will be implicated. The church is not something we can resist." Tiffany told the real reason for fear and resistance to her. The church's tribunal treats heretics in a way that no one can resist. Know.

It is precisely because she regards herself as a member of the team that she is so worried, otherwise nothing would happen if she just cut it off.

When Lance heard this, he understood Tiffany's emotions. The oppression of the church was too strong.

It is the strength of feudal forces such as the church that suppresses social development. As enjoyers of the existing social system, they naturally do not care about the backwardness of the social environment.

But Lance's rebellious thoughts are not in his bones, but deep in his soul. The ancestors can't suppress him, and the church can't even think about it!

"I know, but there are some things you have to do even if you're afraid."

"Just for a few injured serfs?" Tiffany felt unbelievable.

"That's all you have in your eyes~" Lance glanced at her. For the first time, that kind of contempt appeared in his eyes so directly and without any concealment.

Tiffany felt this and couldn't help but feel a twitch in her heart. This was the first time he talked to her like this.

She didn't know what she had done wrong, so was it wrong to think about his safety?

Lance noticed her reaction and suddenly remembered the historical background of this world. They did not have their own logical thinking, so they naturally did not understand their own thoughts. This had nothing to do with intelligence or vision.

"Oh~ It's not your fault." Lance sighed, and his tone softened as he explained.

"You have seen what happened today. Why are so many guards afraid to fight? What are the families of the injured worried about?

Personally speaking, there is definitely some fear, but the fundamental reason is that for them, being injured means waiting to die or become disabled.

They have a family on their shoulders. If they are injured or even die due to fighting, it is an unbearable price for the family. How can they dare to fight? "

Thank you to the shareholder [If you are not crazy, you will not survive] for the 1,000 reward.