Our family is in decline

A carriage was running wildly on the old road, and the person holding the reins in the car was Tamara. However, it could be seen from her distorted face that the injuries that had been stabilized just now worsened violently again.

I was angry with Lance and ran away before, but I was confident in my abilities.

Even though I was seriously injured and most of my resources were consumed, I, Tamara, could still escape.

But now she only has one thought - Lance save me!

Soon she returned to the Hamlet range again. Even if she didn't call out to the soldiers guarding the checkpoint, they noticed the crazy running carriage.

"what to do?"

The soldiers looked nervously into the distance. The two even wanted to move their horses to block the road, but someone quickly reacted.

"The Lord Lord said this car would come back."

"Then let me go, I will report to the lord."

The soldiers did not act rashly. Instead, they moved their horses to make way for them, and one person quickly ran out.

At this moment, the carriage had already rushed over.

"I am a friend of your lord, help me stop the man behind!"

Tamara dropped these words and glanced behind her with a hint of fear. There was no one behind her, but she still didn't dare to stay too long.

The soldiers also noticed this scene. They looked at the old road strangely, and there was no sign of anyone coming until the end.

When the soldiers turned around, Tamara also drove the carriage into Hamlet. Fortunately, the speed also slowed down after entering the town.

However, Tamara still didn't feel the slightest sense of security when entering the town. She didn't think the soldiers in the town could really stop them. The only capable person in the town was the lord, but that guy didn't want to take action at all.

But she knew that if there were casualties among the soldiers, that guy would definitely take action.

Even at this point, Tamara still wanted to plot against others. It can only be said that Lance was very accurate in judging people and it was right not to directly protect her.

But that's right. A guy like her who has no fixed abode and wanders around the world doesn't care about offending anyone in the local area. She will be happy if something goes wrong. It's no wonder that she developed a secretive and abducting style. She is courageous, thick-skinned, and does things regardless of the consequences. character.

Tamara rushed towards the house, while the nun also wanted to find the lord and ask about the situation.

Then the two people with the same purpose met directly at the door of the house.

"You!" Tamara spoke first, and there was a hint of surprise on her face.

By the way, there is still a person in town who can save him. Thinking of this, he quickly spoke.

"Geralt, where is that white-haired man?"

The nun was already very preoccupied, so she seemed a little hesitant when she was asked a sudden question. She didn't have any scheming, so she spoke directly.

"I don't know, I haven't seen him since this morning."

This news was definitely not good for Tamara, and now she is beginning to regret it.

Because it’s not like she never thought about hiring Geralt to escort her out of here, but the continuous battles consumed so much that she was reluctant to part with the money.

Save that little money and save yourself from trouble!

"You have to help me!" Tamara directly targeted the nun. "I saved you, and you also broke one of my treasures."

The nun was a little stunned and didn't understand what was going on, but at this moment, a somewhat ridiculing sentence sounded.

"That's almost it. If no one resists, your life will be lost. You are saving your own life. You don't owe anyone anything."

Lance walked out. He had been waiting for Tamara to come back to him. The unexpected appearance of the nun made things uncontrollable, so he could only take the initiative and not let her lead the nun astray.

He just took over the initiative as soon as he came out. Tamara wanted to retort, but unfortunately her current situation did not allow her to do such a thing.

She is greedy, but not stupid.

"What happened?" The nun seemed to have come to her senses and asked her own question.

"Help me, someone wants to kill me!" Tamara answered immediately, even making her look even more haggard because of her rapid and involuntary coughing.

Tamara wouldn't go out of her way to anger Lance, but at this point she wanted to take every opportunity.

The nun looked at Tamara and reacted strangely.

The battle was so tense, and the enemy was so powerful and terrifying that no one dared to be too distracted. The only thing that left a deep impression on Tamara was the torch last night.

Because the main force in the battle was Geralt, even if he went up to involve the monster, this person had been hiding behind, but it was true that he did not escape.

Of course, the nun didn’t know that Tamara was trapped in the carriage and was reluctant to run, otherwise she would have run away long ago.

However, she doesn’t care about her heart. She didn’t run away, she didn’t run away. The nun abides by the holy scriptures and will help kind people.

"Divine favor!"

The nun had a serious look on her face. She held the hand holding the holy scripture in front of her body and raised the other hand high to make a gesture towards Tamara.

As her words fell, the divine power flowed into Tamara under guidance, and Lance could see the light erupting from her body.

Tamara was like a traveler who was trapped in the desert and suddenly got a glass of water. Her whole state was relieved and there was a trace of color on her face.

Of course, there was also the smile that appeared, and now she felt that the torch didn't seem so distressed.

The nun who chose to treat him was undoubtedly on her side, even though she didn't seem to know that Lance's words just now were to help her escape.

The nun's unexpected intervention did interfere with his plan, but Lance didn't show too much concern for this. Now he was even more curious about the magical spell the nun had just cast.

Most of the extraordinary people cannot see the light, and they try to hide everything they perform for fear of being seen by others, let alone shouting before doing it.

Do you think this is animation? You also need to shout out the skill name to use it.

Only a young man from a church background would be like this.

But apart from the formalism and shouting, in terms of simple spiritual fluctuations, he didn't feel much difference.

Maybe I guessed it right. Divine magic is just a system of extraordinary powers, more stable than those...

Lance thought for a moment but quickly came to his senses and pronounced his sentence directly towards the two of them.

"Remember! Hamlet doesn't welcome violence, and I don't like to see blood~" Lance's eyes lingered on Tamara. The warning was naked, but effective.

But he didn't mean to say anything more, he just turned around and went back.

"Hmph!" Tamara's face was a little gloomy, but she only dared to curse in a low voice until Lance walked into the house, "You find that bitch to help you, can't I find someone?"

It can be seen from this sentence that she is still brooding about Catherine.

Lance's attitude before and after reacted so greatly, and anyone could hear the problem with his unabashed words. Even the upright nun realized that she seemed to be involved in some trouble.

"I came here to talk to the lord about something."

"You protect me and I'll give you money." Tamara directly took out her current chips.

The nun couldn't help but feel a little moved when she heard this. She needed money to compensate for the damaged gate, the frightened students, and for food.

Tamara caught her reaction immediately and spoke before she could question it.

"Go to the open space on the edge of the town. Don't give that guy a small space, otherwise he will be very difficult to deal with."

The nun was somehow pulled into the action, and by the time she realized it, she was already standing in the bare open space.

Looking around, there are no weeds after the burning, let alone shrubs.

Hamlet's previous accidents also strengthened Lance's focus on defense.

It's not that he hasn't considered the city wall, but he did some research and found that building a sufficient city wall would require a lot of manpower and material resources, and more importantly, time, at least more than a year.

At this time, Lance might as well develop the army directly. Attack is the best defense. As long as the enemy is killed outside, there is no need for a city wall.

Moreover, it is now the period of Hamlet's rise, and expansion is inevitable, so the city wall seems unnecessary.

All he did was clean up the plants around the town, create a circle of flat land around the town, and then build a sentry tower at regular intervals. Climbing high and looking far could cover a large area. If an enemy appeared, he would be discovered immediately.

Tamara didn't dare to really bring the battle into the town, but she didn't want to completely lose Lance's protection, so she chose such a place to test.

The actions of the two men certainly attracted the attention of some soldiers, but they made no move and even evacuated the area voluntarily. Even the checkpoint at the town entrance to the old road was moved away.

Tamara noticed this, which meant that he really didn't want to get involved in her affairs, but why did she allow herself to stay in this borderland?

After struggling for a while, I still couldn't guess what the lord Lance was thinking, so I could only place my hope on the nun.

"Wait a moment……"

Tamara originally wanted to explain her opponent's abilities, but a carriage appeared on the old road.

Although there was still some distance between them, Tamara trembled at this moment, just like a mouse encountering a cat, she instinctively wanted to run away. It is hard to imagine that she would have such a courageous reaction, and she did not know that she What kind of losses have you suffered at the hands of those who came here?

But she quickly realized that she was no longer alone. What appeared on her face was anger and resentment at being chased all the way.

"Quick, quick, quick! As long as you kill that guy, I'll give you a hundred gold coins."

"One hundred gold coins?"

The nun's eyes seemed to light up when she heard the gold coins. She was shocked, and she subconsciously asked and suspected that she had heard wrong.

All she got from treating others along the way was copper coins. Some of them couldn't even afford the money, and those who were too poor had to pay her back.

I have to say that her belief is indeed very firm, not everyone can do this.

I didn't feel anything when I blurted it out just now, but after being reminded like this, Tamara also reacted.

I originally thought that since she was so pious, she wouldn't be affected by money, so I deliberately set a high price, but she seemed to be short of money.

She originally wanted to change her words, but the enemy was right in front of her, and even if she didn't want to, she wouldn't be stupid enough to withhold money before the battle.

"That's right, one hundred gold coins." Tamara gritted her teeth and said this, as if she was cutting her own flesh.

"Who is the enemy?"

"A disgusting guy~" A look of disgust appeared on Tamara's face without any hesitation, but she also realized that now was not the time to talk about this, so she had to add the enemy's situation.

"But it is undeniable that he is very powerful, has good equipment, is not bad at casting spells, and has strong melee capabilities. He has many long-range attack props. You must be careful."

Tamara is familiar with the visitor, but the other party is also familiar with her. They have fought many times, and almost every time Tamara escapes as the result, which shows the problem.

But she was afraid of scaring the nun, so Tamara quickly emphasized.

"Don't be afraid. My strength is not worse than that of the enemy. It's just that my abilities are targeted by the enemy and I'm not good at melee combat. I'm restrained. As long as you can hold her back, I can win."

Tamara said this in a somewhat boastful way, but it was not nonsense.

She is very confident in her spellcasting ability, but the enemy is very familiar with her methods. When this is ineffective, once the enemy gets close, she has no way to survive, so she can only escape.

Tamara said a lot, but the nun didn't know much about extraordinary people, so she only understood one sentence, that is, the enemy is very strong.

For a moment, she also understood that it was not easy to earn one hundred gold coins.

The nun always had a serious look on her face, so Tamara didn't know how much she heard. But fortunately, the enemy didn't know the nun's situation, so I had the advantage.

The approaching carriage was not slow, but it was not fast compared to Tamara's racing car just now. Instead, it was moving at a very gentle speed.

One side is exhausted while the other side is enjoying an outing. Anyone can see the difference.

This actually showed the confidence of the person who came, that even if Tamara was allowed to escape, he would still have the confidence to catch up.

The nun's observation skills are still too poor, or she lacks experience in walking outside. If Lance were here, just by looking at it from a distance, he would find that the visitor's carriage has a lot of similarities with Tamara's, and so on. Be suspicious of your opponent.

But what was her reaction?

"Aren't we going to get off the carriage?" the nun asked curiously.

"The enemy is not weak. I will consume her first. If you hide it, don't use your power randomly. You will be noticed. Follow my orders and be ready to take action at any time."

Tamara didn't care about the nonsense. She could actually let the nun continue to treat herself, but she didn't do it because it was a trap and the bait was herself.

Tamara took out an almost pure crystal ball. The spirituality emanating from it and her cautious expression showed that it was an extraordinary piece of equipment.

However, she exploded several crystal balls along the way and could only take out the treasures at the bottom of the box.

Sitting cross-legged, the crystal ball was held up on a purple velvet base in front of her. Her hands covered the crystal ball and she moved slowly. A mysterious aura rose from Tamara, and she could see the crystal ball. Light and darkness are uncertain.

The nun couldn't figure out what was going on, until Tamara fell back as if she had been hit hard, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from her mouth. Her whole body was visibly depressed.