Our family is in decline

When the great sword was struck down, another abomination was driven from our land.

Lance looked up and saw that there was no monster anymore. Only the charred land and scattered body parts showed how tragic the battle that took place on this land was.

He himself couldn't even remember how many monsters he had killed. Even machines would get tired sometimes, but for Lance it was not the time to rest yet.

After dealing with the monsters here, we rushed back to the farm that was almost burned by the fire. The fire was not put out, but stopped after it was burned out. You can see many charred corpses along the way, but these are basically all Those of monsters, not soldiers.

As for the soldiers who were gathered at the granary, you could see that many of them relaxed after experiencing the battle. Except for a few instructors, many of them could not stand up and their hands and feet were shaking.

I don't know if it was a muscle strain caused by being too intense just now, or just plain fear. At this time, I don't ask for more. It's good to be able to survive. Whether it's fear or exhaustion, everything comes up at once.

Lance walked over and could see the tired and confused expressions on their faces, but when he saw himself, they revealed more of a kind of fanaticism.

That was a situation that Lance tried his best to avoid before. He didn't like this look, but now it seems that some things are beyond his control. In this era, he must play according to the rules of this era.

"You don't have to get up, just sit down and have a good rest. Thank you for your hard work."

Lance comforted them and turned his attention to the other side, where were the sick and dead soldiers.

"How is it going?"

"Twelve died in battle, and fifty-six fell ill."

Lance was silent when he heard this. These soldiers, plus the burned farms, and the polluted world, there is no doubt that this war was won, but it also paid a huge price.

Several other people had a similar attitude, understanding that today's situation would definitely be an unbearable price for the small town of Hamlet.

"The enemy took the initiative and did not hesitate to expose themselves. It seems that they can't sit still. This also proves that we are doing the right thing."

Lance reassured everyone, then turned to Paracelsus and asked, "How is the infection going?"

"After inhaling the spores, the symptoms are coughing, throat inflammation, redness and swelling, and some symptoms include blindness. It is initially judged that this is still the beginning stage. If it continues to develop, the situation may worsen. In addition, our treatment conditions are not optimistic."

"I know." Lance frowned. He really couldn't do anything about this, but he had to find a way.

After all, these people can't be fired directly like in the game, they are bound to Hamlet, and Lance can't do that kind of thing.

We must find a way to treat it. It is unrealistic to rely on Paracelsus alone, so we must find the source of the germ.

"Inform the town about the cause of this incident. It was a beast controlled by the Witch of the Wild that attacked and plundered the farm. Now we have killed and repelled it, so they don't have to be afraid. Inform the family about the deceased..."

Lance couldn't help but pause for a moment before continuing.

"Infected patients must be isolated and treated separately. All soldiers who have experienced this battle must also be isolated and observed. If they are found to be infected, they must be treated. Those who care for patients must wear protective equipment..."

Regarding the handling of the aftermath, everything was unfolding in an orderly manner under Lance's arrangement. Similarly, Lance also learned about the cultists from Leonard and the others, and was even more surprised to hear that they killed a monster.

"Thank you for your hard work, but please don't spread the news about the cultists first. Let's focus on this battle first."

You said that witches are infested. There may be movement in the church, but it won't be too intense. At most, it will only involve one or two people or a small team.

But if there is a cult, you don’t have to think about it to know that something big will happen.

Because witches usually represent individuals, but cults represent groups, and they are still existences that subvert the foundation of church rule at the ideological level.

So we must strike hard, otherwise why would the old guy, who is both a bandit and a witch, refuse to take action himself?

But now he and the old guy have the same interests. If the church or the empire really wants to get involved, then the surname here will not be Hamlet.

"Sir, those soldiers..."

When Leonard saw the lord's silence, he couldn't help but remind him that there was one more unresolved matter, and that was the soldiers who were still alive and participated in the battle, and had seen monsters and experienced miracles.

"They should know who the enemy is, but they should not suffer despair."

The meaning of his words is obvious. As guards and soldiers fighting against the enemy, they must know about this matter sooner or later, but they should not know about the evil god, because ordinary people cannot bear that kind of huge pressure.

After saying that, Lance couldn't help but have a helpless smile on his face. On the way back, he was still hesitant about whether to use soldiers and how to mobilize them. Now, he didn't have to worry about it. He just went one way to the end.

Walking up to the soldiers, Lance spoke directly without much hesitation.

"Today's enemy is very simple. A group of witches occupying the wilderness. Because our reclamation makes them feel threatened, they want to invade Hamlet and destroy everything we have.

It is undeniable that the enemy is very powerful, and they also know how to summon wild beasts and cast evil curses. We paid a heavy price under their attack, with more than ten people dead and dozens more sick. "

Speaking of this, the soldiers couldn't help but show expressions of fear.

Indeed, when the enthusiasm subsides, only fear can be felt in retrospect, especially for those who have died once and were on the verge of death but were forcibly rescued. They have truly felt the kiss of death.

After all, they are just new recruits, and I'm afraid they wouldn't be willing to let them go through that again.

"but!"

Lance's tone became serious, which immediately attracted the attention of the soldiers, allowing them to recover from the fear just now.

"We defeated those monsters, we killed the witch in the wilderness, we successfully defended Hamlet, we successfully protected our family, friends and companions. They will be proud of you, and I will be proud of your fight!"

Lance shouted almost at the top of his lungs. The pressure on the soldiers was greatly reduced, and the fear on their faces subsided, replaced by fanatical excitement.

Others don't have this effect, but he can, because he is Lord Hamlet, because he shows the miraculous ability to bring people back from the edge of death, because he kills countless monsters, because he kills witches …

All the facts have built up a ladder to the throne for him. In the eyes of these soldiers, he is everything, and his words are the truth.

"My lord, are you a god?"

A soldier was struggling with this. Although they all knew that the lord did not like the church, they still asked this question.

Because in their worldview, only God has this ability.

"No, I'm not a god, I'm just a human being like you, because gods never care about humans, only humans care about their survival and development.

Look, today's victory is Hamlet's, and it is yours. It was you who fought against the monsters to defend this land from the enemy. "

This sentence made them fall into deep thought...

In fact, it is not difficult to understand.

The original residents of Hamlet were attacked by bandits, and the church ran away.

These refugees were also driven away along the way, and they did not see the church that had been serving them for generations come forward to help them.

It can be said that their faith in the church has long been shattered.

The one who cares about them and is willing to save them is the lord. Now they are fighting for Hamlet and the lord!

"Don't wait for the so-called gods to save us. The only thing humans can rely on is ourselves. The future is created in our hands."

Lance's words resonated with everyone, but in fact there was a big flaw in his words, that is, without him in this war, these people would definitely not be opponents of the monsters, and they would just be surrounded and die.

The one who defeats the monster is also a "monster".

But Lance thought twice, and finally did not intend to adopt the method of religious rule, which would indeed make everyone enter into fanatical worship of Hamlet.

But the problem is that doing so will also fall into a religious trap. People's minds will be trapped in ideological prisons, which will create a very large inertia. It will be difficult for him to promote some things in the future.

At the same time, no matter how it develops, it will definitely have to fight religious wars with other churches. This is meaningless internal friction. The only enemy of mankind has always been strange demons.

Lance is unwilling to reverse course and return to ignorance. If he wants to find a way for mankind to survive, he must broaden the wisdom of the people.

Only development is the last word.

damn it! If there is a tank cluster today, will it be the mushroom man's turn to be arrogant? It was pushed straight away.

It's too early to talk about this, but Lance has a dream...

This disaster dealt a heavy blow to Hamlet, because people did die, and they died here, not to mention the seriously ill soldiers and the burned farm.

Although the food was saved, all this made Hamlet panic.

Fortunately, Lance's influence was strong enough, and the soldiers all supported the lord, so it did not cause too much fluctuation. However, insecurity is a true reflection of them now, and their original active reclamation has become lazy, for fear of the wilderness. What kind of monster will come out of it?

Faced with this situation, Lance summoned Leonard and the others after just a short rest.

"Whether it is to find a way to cure those soldiers or to completely eradicate the threat of the wilderness, the only way now is to go deep into the wilderness, find the witch hiding inside and annihilate it."

Lance stated the theme of this trip, and it was obvious what it meant.

"William, you need to stay and be responsible for maintaining law and order in the town; Paracelsus, you need to stay and be responsible for finding ways to treat those soldiers; Barton, you need to stay and be responsible for managing the army and the security of the town and several surrounding farms."

Everyone present was assigned a mission, so those who were not assigned would naturally follow him to the wilderness.

"Reynard, Disma, Barristan, what's the problem with you three?"

"Your Majesty's orders are my goal."

"It's time to let those guys have a taste of being attacked by surprise."

"I'm not too old to move yet."

The three people expressed their opinions actively, and Lance immediately determined the task - [Kill the Witch]!

Lance gave them time to prepare, but left Paracelsus alone.

"Let me tell you, I support your research on diseases and the human body. There are too many heinous sinners in this world and I don't mind using them as experimental subjects.

But don't do anything to my soldiers, and don't do anything to your own people. They are not your experimental subjects. I will only say this once. This is my bottom line, and it should be your bottom line. "

"I know." Paracelsus is not that stupid. He is the only one who can provide himself with such good conditions now.

Not to mention that I have seen so many strange and interesting research subjects in just a few days.

After arranging things simply, Lance set out overnight without even taking a night's rest.

Victory at this time means that the enemy is greatly weakened. If we don't race against time to take advantage of the opportunity, do we have to give the enemy time to react and develop?

"Prosperous wealth." Lance shouted, and the guy ran out of the house, spinning back and forth excitedly, his legs jumping up and down as if he couldn't wait.

You must know that when I came back just now, I was like a dead dog and didn't want to move, but I recovered so quickly. Looking at the energetic look, it seems that I will never be tired.

Seeing Wangcai's active appearance, Lance raised his hand and "ravaged" him hard, and the pressure in his heart could not help but ease.

Touching the wolf's head, he couldn't help but laugh at himself: "Dogs are more relaxed than me. Damn it, I'm here to be an exploiter. Why is it my turn to be exploited? Grandpa, you are really guilty!"

As he spoke, Lance turned to look at Wangcai, "You know you must bite the old guy hard when you see him?"

Wangcai was smart, but he still couldn't understand what he meant. He just came over and stuck out his tongue to lick it.

Don't worry so much, just lick it and that's it!

"Silly dog." Lance pushed its face away with a look of disgust...

Disma and Barristan are both singles and can just pack up and go, but Leonard has a wife and children.

"Are you leaving again?" The woman looked worried. She was also frightened today. Fortunately, her husband returned safely in the end.

But how can a woman not feel entangled when she rushes home to tell her that she has to perform another task before she can even sit down?

Leonard's movements froze when he heard this, and he couldn't help but comfort him: "The lord is leading the team this time. I will be fine. You are safe at home."

"I know. Don't worry about things at home. Just be careful."

The woman didn't say much, she just helped put on the armor and chose to silently support her husband.

His wife's attitude made Leonard take a long breath, and the fatigue in his body seemed to be eliminated, and at the same time he became more determined in his goal.

Whether it is for himself or for thousands of such families, he must slay the evil spirits and keep all enemies out!

The carriage was waiting outside the door. Leonard walked out of the house wearing a new suit of armor and holding a long sword. His condition was obviously blessed.

Is this the power of family?

"Let's go." Lance didn't talk nonsense. He came to the edge amidst the rolling wheels, and then led the team directly into the wilderness.