Our family is in decline

Since the pirate attack that day, there haven't been many accidents, and the journey has been uneventful.

The old captain took some people to control the clipper, and at the same time shared part of the cargo and people, which alleviated the crowding on the ship.

Anyway, Lance can finally sleep in a room by himself without having to squeeze in with them.

Until there was a sudden movement outside...

"Land! It's land! Go and inform the Lord."

The observer holding the telescope on the top of the mast suddenly shouted as if he had discovered something.

The ship was busy with news of the impending arrival.

After hearing the news, Lance also walked out and looked towards the end of the horizon. He had been away from Hamlet for almost half a month, and now that he was finally back, he couldn't help but feel a little excited.

I don’t know what’s going on in town?

Even more excited than him was Boudica. Like a husky in a cage, she was finally going to be let out, and she should drink up the wine she owed these days.

The ship can see the land, and the land can also see the ship. The small fleet of three ships attracted the attention of some people, first of all the people on guard at the dock lighthouse.

Before leaving, Lance was very worried about the pirate attack, so he transferred the three artillery pieces and arranged for people to be on duty here.

But today it finally worked. The people above could see the approaching ship from a distance, as well as the bright red flag on the top of the mast.

"Red flag! That's the Lord's signal. Please notify everyone."

This news immediately made the whole town agitated, and those people unconsciously gathered towards the dock.

You can see that no matter how far away you are, there is hope, and it is only a matter of time before you arrive.

Soon the ship docked and docked at the dilapidated small pier. The three ships were a huge pressure on this place.

Standing on the deck, you can roughly see the situation in the town. After seeing the prosperity of Totnes, and looking at this dilapidated town, you feel a huge gap.

Most people don't dare to say it, and they don't know how to say it, but Boudica has no scruples at all and speaks directly.

"Boss, why is this thing so broken?"

"Hahaha!" Lance didn't mean to be angry. Instead, he laughed, attracting everyone's attention.

At this time, he explained quite confidently.

"No matter how good Totnes is, it belongs to others, but Hamlet is your forever home."

Everyone had different feelings when hearing this sentence.

Yes, they are all from Totnes. Even if they are not locals, they have seen the prosperity of Totnes. Who wouldn’t want to stay in a place like that?

But they have all been beaten up, and they have all felt Totnes' malice, otherwise they would not be here.

This sentence is true, no matter how good Totnes is, it belongs to others, and this is my home.

"After the announcement, everyone will return to their cabins and disembark in an orderly manner according to their cabins. Those who cause trouble will be severely punished."

Lance has already made a resettlement plan these days, otherwise it would be difficult to manage the two thousand people rushing out at once.

He took the doctor and Boudica off the ship and went to another ship to prioritize the craftsmen.

It's not just about bringing people back, the real trouble lies in management. He must formulate policies as soon as possible and start arranging work for these people.

On the other side, Tiffany has also disembarked from the ship, along with craftsmen such as Master Eugene and Winston.

It has to be said that these people have seen it before, and they are a little confused when they see Hamlet in such a situation. Can such a small town really support his own research? Can you really give yourself such a high salary? Can there really be a future?

Lance naturally knows that the competitiveness of his territory is weak, but there is nothing he can do about it. If he wants to stabilize them now, he can only use "sincerity" to open the way.

"According to what I said, you will have priority in choosing a house. Everyone will pay one month's salary in advance. After one month, you can go or stay with me."

Lance's words here really calmed their emotions in an instant.

Putting it this way, since these people dragged a whole family here, how could they leave after a month if they really wanted to stay?

People have sunk costs. If you stay, you can’t leave~

"Lord Lance!"

"Lord!"

"..."

Some people rushed over, led by Susan, Barristan, and Barton.

Lance turned around to look, and the aura of this glance caused them to stop in their tracks and freeze five or six meters away.

Disma and the others didn't feel much change after following Lance all day, but Barristan and the others hadn't seen Lance for a while, and their impression of the lord was still the same as when he left.

I just didn't expect that in just over half a month, the Lord's majesty would become even stronger, and every move made people feel awe.

"Thank you for your hard work, everyone. Nothing happened in the town during this time, right?"

"It's nothing big, but..." Barristan's one eye scanned the crowd, "There are some matters in the town that require the lord's decision."

Something happened~

Lance noticed something, but he had no intention of making it clear. Some things should not be made explicit.

"We'll talk about it later. Come over here and let me introduce you. This is Master Eugene, the empire's top gun designer. This is Winston, a highly skilled weapons craftsman. All of these craftsmen are Skilled gunsmiths..."

Barton couldn't help but look sideways when he heard the name Eugene. He had heard of this mechanical master to some extent, but he didn't expect that the lord could invite him back, let alone a group of professional craftsmen.

Lance gave a quick introduction and then arranged for Susan to hand over.

No matter what happens, settle these people first. This is the core of artillery formation.

It was busy here, but Lance turned around and saw Tiffany seemed to be waiting for something.

"what's the matter?"

"Are you Hamlet's lord?" Tiffany looked a little weird. Although she had already suspected it, it was now confirmed.

"Is it weird?" Lance looked calm and handed her the plan in his hand, "Arrange according to this first."

"Didn't you say that my father was in Hamlet?" Tiffany took it but made no more moves.

"He is a local emperor over there on the farm, and he is much more comfortable than me. Let's get things settled first. I'll ask someone to notify him to come over. We'll just have a meal together tonight and talk slowly."

"Is he really okay?" Tiffany couldn't help but frown, showing her stubbornness.

But don't forget that she was a determined person before. Although she didn't do well, it is undeniable that her character is not weak, on the contrary, she is somewhat tough.

"When did I lie to you?" Lance said casually to eliminate her hostility.

He seemed to have not lied to her. He had said before that his father controlled the farm. Although she didn't know what happened, she still chose to believe him.

For now~

"I'll leave this to you first. It's not early. Let's get everyone settled first."

He still had a lot to do, so after explaining this, he turned around and took Barristan and Barton back to the mayor's house.

But as soon as I entered, I noticed something strange, and a wolf howled.

It's just that it's not the familiar she-wolf cry, but a strong warning and threat.

The wolf spirit that had been silent beside him made an inexplicable movement and actually floated out on its own.

Lance had no intention of letting it move, so he suppressed it directly and turned to ask.

"How is this going?"

"After the adults left, the she-wolf went into the backyard with her cubs in her mouth. It was difficult for us to get close to her, so we just let her move around and threw a chicken in every day. It was fine until she howled all night three days ago.

After feeding during the day, we found that only one of the wolf cubs was left, and the others were all dead, even the mother wolf. In the end, she went crazy and attacked anyone who came near, and we locked her in the backyard. "

Barristan said, if it weren't for the fact that the wolf belonged to the Lord, only the wolf skin would have been left.

"Three days ago?" Lance was lost in thought, why did it happen suddenly?

"I was fine during the day, but suddenly went crazy that night."

Barristan added, and when Lance heard this, he immediately understood something.

Three days ago it was the night of the full moon, and it was the ceremony [White Wolf Swallowing the Moon].

According to the records of the [White Wolf Secret Scroll], the wolves of the Yalang tribe all have the blood of the wolf god. In order to select more powerful white wolves, they will hold a ceremony during the full moon to let them kill each other and devour the blood. The female wolf will be devoured by several children at the first time, and only one in the litter can survive.

But this is a ceremony to select the wolf king. It is written on the scroll that only the litter in the entire tribe that has been blessed by the wolf god is eligible.

Translated to human terms, they are the cubs of the previous generation of wolf kings. The litter with the strongest vitality is selected from generation to generation. How can ordinary white wolves be qualified?

Not to mention that he took this litter of wolves away from the tribe. Logically speaking, there was no wizard or shaman to hold the ceremony, nor was there any wolf god.

He didn't expect this to happen at all, so he didn't react at first.

You can't just be lucky, right? Once he gets it, his bloodline will return to his ancestors...

wrong!

Lance suddenly remembered something. He had used [Blessing] to strengthen these wolf cubs before, and here was the problem.

I didn’t expect it~ I didn’t expect it~

My previous unintentional actions actually led to things becoming like this...

Lance didn't dwell too much on what had become a fact. He still had more troubles to deal with.

"Come in first and then talk."

Returning to the familiar hall, I have to say, just like what he said himself, no matter how good Totnes is, it belongs to others, and only his own "doghouse" is comfortable.

"Tell me, what happened in the town during this time, and how many of the tasks I assigned have you completed?"

The two of them started reporting without any nonsense.

Barton was in charge of the reconstruction work, but there were only so many people, and the construction period only lasted about ten days. Generally speaking, there was not much he could do. He mainly focused on repairing damaged buildings, especially private houses.

It's a tinkering operation, but it can accommodate more than a thousand people.

Lance knew that he was not lazy or anything. The efficiency of this era was so poor, but with so many people coming, laborers accounted for the majority. As long as the raw materials could keep up, the housing problem was not really big. Anyway, the tent could last for a while.

"but……"

After hearing this beginning, Lance understood that things were not that simple.

Sure enough, Barton caused him a rather serious problem, that is, the renovation of the cemetery next to the church was forced to stop due to resistance, and at the same time, further renovation plans for the building complex behind the church were also restricted.

The reason is very simple. Those townspeople all live here, and those buried in the cemetery are all relatives and friends. Now that they are digging graves and burning their bodies, they are afraid that they will be treated like this after their death.

As for the church, it is a joint relationship. Now that there is no threat from bandits, some guys are thinking about the church again. Simply put, they have achieved material life and begun to pursue spiritual enjoyment.

damn it! Tricky people!

When Lance heard this, he really wanted to fight against these thugs. He had already forgotten the pain in just a few days, right?

You have been enslaved and exploited by the empire and the church for generations. I have worked hard to save you, let you stand up, and give you the dignity of human beings. But now you are idle and just turn around and kneel down instead of trying to live a better life. Instead, they pursue useless gods, but their servility has not been eliminated.

Sure enough, he is not as smart as his ancestors, so he actually tried to abandon the wisdom of his ancestors to talk about life and dignity with them, causing such trouble~

You can't let them eat enough, you can't let them be too idle, you have to make them half-full or starving, and then they are covered with heavy work from day to night, and you have to make them lie in bed so they have no time to think about other things, otherwise These guys want to cause trouble every day.

He must strike hard, otherwise these unscrupulous people will really think that he, the lord, is a big grievance.

He can give them everything, and he can naturally take it back. He wants those people to know that he is the only one in Hamlet, and he is the true God!

"I will handle this matter." Lance responded solemnly.

Both Barton and Barristan could sense that the Lord was unhappy, and his majestic aura made them feel pressured.

"Nothing bad has happened in the town recently, right?" Lance looked at Barristan. He controlled the remaining twenty soldiers in the town and was responsible for protecting the security of the town.

"There is nothing going on in the town. Everything is going according to the master's plan. It's just that our people discovered some problems outside the town~"

"Say." Lance seemed to understand something, his expression was a little solemn.

"The patrolling soldiers discovered in the wilderness north of the farm..."

Barristan not only needs to protect the town, but also needs to arrange people to patrol outside to protect the townspeople who are cultivating and logging.

Under these circumstances, some people discovered that strange beasts appeared in the wilderness outside the town.

"Those who can no longer tell whether they are wolves or dogs, their eyes are black as if they are infected, their bodies are as skinny and skinny, their hair has fallen out in large patches, and they are baring their teeth like crazy when they meet people. Grinning and attacking.

Fortunately, the soldiers were equipped with long guns, and they killed the mad dogs directly, and then cremated the bodies according to the adults' instructions. At the same time, they suspended logging and reclamation in that direction, waiting for the adults to come back to decide the situation. "

The new year is almost over, and I have to prepare to go back to being a cow and horse. I will update again when things stabilize.

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