Our family is in decline

"It's okay, it's a matter of prosperity." Lance waved his hand to signal everyone not to be nervous.

Sure enough, Wangcai's huge body slowly walked out of the forest.

However, Lance soon noticed something was wrong. Wangcai's state completely lost his calmness and became frantic.

His face was covered in blood, and his eyes were fierce, revealing a strong killing intent. The innocence in his eyes disappeared and was replaced by the bestiality that had the upper hand.

"Why did you disappear just now? You just came out after the fight." Boudica looked at Wangcai with dissatisfaction in her eyes, "You are raising an unfamiliar dog!"

Wangcai didn't pay attention to Boudica's words, but moved with difficulty to come to Lance's side, then spit out a finger, then lay down and twisted his body, turning back to lick the wounds on his body.

The blood stained its fluffy hair fell down, and Lance discovered that there were serious wounds under the thick white hair. These were enough to show that it had not escaped from the enemy just now.

"It's okay, be good~" Lance leaned over and stroked the wolf's head, and the flesh and blood reconstruction healed the injuries on its body.

"Woo~" Wangcai whimpered in a low voice and weakly rubbed his head against Lance's hand that was touching him. Even though the injury had recovered, the loss of blood still made him weak.

Lance picked up the severed finger on the ground. The cut was jagged and bloody. It could be seen that it was bitten by Wangcai and then torn off.

And looking at the appearance of those fingers, they are slender, full and elastic. It is obvious that they are not something ordinary cultists can have. Only those young ladies who do not need to work and are pampered have such fingers.

Obviously, the person who appears here cannot be the eldest lady. There is only one possibility, that is, the senior executive of the Ascension Sect, the caster who has the power to summon the void demon, and is the leader of this attack.

No wonder the spellcaster just performed one move and then had no follow-up. It turned out that he was targeted by Wangcai. Although he was not killed, he bought enough time for Lance.

Otherwise, the power of summoning strange demons twice in succession might really kill him here.

"Wangcai didn't run away just now. It has been fighting with us, but in a place where we can't see." Lance's explanation soon made others understand that Wangcai had been fighting, and the scars and broken bones on its body The finger proves this.

In fact, not only Wangcai was seriously injured, but they were also injured to varying degrees. Geralt and Junia were okay because they had armor, so it was not serious.

But Boudica was only wearing a sleeveless barbarian leather coat, and her body was cut with wounds of varying degrees. The wounds exposed on her arms were still bleeding, but she acted very normal.

"Here, drink this." Lance handed over a potion bottle filled with boiled water to Boudica, and while she was drinking it, he used [Flesh and Flesh Reconstruction] to heal her injuries.

Wangcai was covered in hair just now and couldn't tell, but now Geralt and the others were shocked by Boudica's rapid recovery from his injuries.

It’s not like Geralt has never been exposed to healing potions, he has them in his bag, but this is the first time he has seen such an exaggerated effect. His first reaction is that this potion must be very expensive, right?

Junia may not be very good at fighting, but she has used the most healing magic during her travels, but now she finds that potions are more useful than magic?

Lance laughed at their reactions and said nothing. This was something he held back because he was afraid of scaring them and leaving some superficial wounds. Otherwise, what would their reaction be if they knew that it could be healed without any sequelae?

"I will be responsible for repairing the wear and tear of your armor and weapons, and then give you a bounty of three gold coins."

Lance will not ignore them. In the situation just now, neither of them left him behind. They can be regarded as companions who have fought side by side.

Geralt looked a little surprised when he heard this. Why doesn't he like fighting? It's not that the battle is dangerous, but that the damage caused by the battle is huge. The maintenance of weapons and armor costs money, and once you are injured, it also costs money.

In fact, this is a very outrageous thing. As a master witcher, Geralt is actually troubled by money.

This is of course related to his high moral level. For him, hunting monsters is his duty, and the bounty is only incidental.

Therefore, I am unwilling to use my own strength to do bad things. I am even willing to help when I encounter an employer who cannot afford to pay me. At the same time, I am willing to lower my price when I encounter some cunning employers.

But now this employer was so generous that he felt a little unrealistic, but after thinking about it for a while, Geralt shook his head and refused.

"No, this has nothing to do with the mission. I am just trying to save myself." What Geralt said was true, because the sudden attack was not part of the mission. He chose to stay and fight the enemy together because of his own choice.

Geralt's work ethic was so good that Junia felt the pressure. She was also short of money and still owed a sum, but after hearing this, she refused without much hesitation. bounty.

"Yes, the cultists are targeting me. If the lord hadn't saved me just now, I probably wouldn't have survived. I can't accept any more money."

"Hahaha!" Lance smiled and waved his hands. He didn't expect that there were such truly "good people" in this world.

"Don't worry, I have a habit of doing things, that is, all the expenses incurred in participating in the mission can be reimbursed, and I will be responsible for the treatment of injuries. If there is an accident, the reward will be increased according to the situation.

This is not a special treatment for you two, but it is the same for everyone. I dare not say anything else. At least I will not let my own people feel cold. If you don’t believe me, you can ask Boudicca if I lied. "

Lance's words were simple, but the emotion they represented quickly infected both of them.

In this cold world, it is a very warm thing to meet such an employer who truly values ​​them.

To be honest, because witchers are born to hunt monsters, they will constantly pursue the location of monsters. Usually where there are monsters, there are witchers. This leads to the opposite in the eyes of those ignorant ordinary people. It was the witchers who brought the monsters, along with the doom.

In fact, it is because they dare not do anything to the monsters, but they have strong malice towards the demon hunters who are also humans. They regard the demon hunters to eliminate monsters and protect humans as an obligation and a right that they should enjoy.

What a ridiculous concept this is. Although they need witchers to save themselves, they are inexplicably hostile, accusing them of bringing bad luck and monsters, or that they, the witchers themselves, are also a type of monster.

Fortunately, the witcher's mood swings were low due to his special constitution. Geralt gradually closed his heart and only completed the task without having too much contact with the local people.

But now this lord not only has no objection to himself, but also makes him feel respected and loved by his actions, which is something he has never felt before.

Coupled with the scene of risking his life to save others, Geralt felt a sense of guilt in his rarely fluctuated heart. How could he doubt a noble leader?

He had heard Lance talk about what happened to Hamlet with some skepticism before, but now he believes that this lord is leading the rest of Hamlet to fight against the cult. Isn't this normal?

What else could Junia say? She herself grew up in a church convent, lived for so many years, and did so many things, but to be honest, there was no love, only beatings, scoldings, and reprimands.

Now facing Lance, the man who had always helped her, she couldn't help but think of Leonard's story, and suddenly she understood why a devout crusader made such a choice in the end.

It was not that he betrayed the church, but that the church betrayed him.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about these things for now. It's a long way and I won't be able to go back tonight. Let's find a place to camp nearby. Everyone needs a rest."

They said nothing, and Lance took them as their acquiescence.

The march started in the morning, and then there was another round of killing. Lance led them towards the most dangerous place. After solving the crisis in the town, he headed deeper into the wilderness camp.

None of them complained about the intensity of this task, and the horses and cows also needed to take a breather, especially after the war, everyone was in a sluggish state, which made it difficult for Lance to continue exploiting them.

After cleaning up the tragic scene, we soon set up camp among the ruins of ancient buildings that could be seen everywhere.

The light from the bonfire dispersed the darkness of the wilderness, and even though the edge between light and darkness was constantly being divided back and forth with the beating of fireworks, that kind of safety was still truly provided to everyone.

"What are these guys? Boss, you didn't see it. Today I met that big guy, and he jumped..." Boudicca excitedly talked about his encounter with the deacon of the Ascension Sect today, and finally beheaded him. .

The more he talked, the more excited he became, and he seemed to be dancing and wanting to demonstrate it again.

"I know, I know, be careful next time."

Lance smiled and nodded, while helping Boudica wipe the dirt off her face, and then bandaged the wounds on her arms that were deliberately left to cover up.

The two were talking about their own things, and his rambling appearance was in sharp contrast with Boudicca's excitement, but the true feelings reflected between them still eased the atmosphere from the depression caused by the battle just now.

Geralt considered himself a person who didn't like making noise, but at this moment, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Junia looked at Lance with a dazed expression, not knowing what she was remembering.

"Taste it?"

Lance's voice awakened Junia from her fantasy, and when she reacted she saw the lord holding food and handing it to her.

Now she didn't even have time to hide the blush on her face, but fortunately it wasn't noticeable under the firelight.

"Thank you~" Junia hurriedly reached out to catch it and whispered her thanks. Her reaction was obviously in contrast to her previous appearance on the battlefield, and I have to say it was a bit cute.

"It's okay. There are no conditions for sleeping in the wild. Let's make do with it." Lance didn't react at all, with the gentle smile still on his face.

Junia reacted after hearing this, looking at the grilled fish, roasted chicken, vegetable stew in the pot, and the white bread in the basket, not to mention the berries and fruits.

In general, it is good to have hard dry bread and dried meat when camping in the wild, and it may even be difficult to get dry food at all.

This reminded her of the time when she was chasing the wizard, and she was no longer around people on the road. She ran out of food and had to pick berries on the roadside to survive.

Under these conditions, are you here for a picnic?

Thousands of words of emotion came to her heart, but for a moment Junia didn’t know what she should say.

That being said, let’s eat first.

Junia took a bite of the soft bread full of soup. The aroma of meat and wheat instantly mixed to form a special aroma that was continuously released as she chewed. An indescribable sense of satisfaction enveloped her body and mind.

It’s such a blessing to have a full meal!

Suddenly she seemed to understand one of the conclusions of the theory that the lord told her before, that matter was the foundation of the world.

That is, magic cannot fill the stomach, but food can.

"Eat slowly, there is not enough."

Lance just smiled when he saw Junia like this, while feeding Wangcai.

Simply roast it and put it into its mouth. Wangcai will directly act like one piece of fish in one bite and one chicken in three bites.

The advantage of sea fish is that there are not many bones. As for chicken bones, they can be chewed up and swallowed like French fries.

Wangcai has also made meritorious service today, so he will be rewarded well.

Geralt looked at the scene in front of him and felt more deeply than Junia. He stayed in the wild all year round. When he and Carrots were together, they could make some warm food, but most of the time they could only eat dry food. You can only eat good food in a human gathering place. Now this kind of battle is a bit of a luxury for him.

There is no way, Lance is so arrogant in the showroom with collectors' contributions.

Eat and drink enough. In fact, both Geralt, Lance and Boudicca eat until they are six levels full, because they must be ready for possible battles at any time. If they are too full, their status will be seriously reduced.

Junia, on the other hand, ate hard, obviously because she was hungry, and planned to eat all the food for the next three days.

"I think I need another glass of wine." Boudica held the chicken bones in her mouth and patted her belly with one hand.

"No drinking while on a mission." Lance glanced at her and reminded her, this guy was itchy.

"Hee hee!" Boudica was nonchalant and turned around to tease Wangcai with the finished chicken bones.

It's just that Wangcai ignored her at all. He just had enough meat, who cares about the bones?

Dogs don't care, let alone Wangcai is a wolf.

Wangcai's attitude made Boudica look a little angry. She reached out and stabbed him, causing Wangcai to look back, but she withdrew her hand faster.

"Hey! I can't bite."

Wangcai was also angry. Just when he wanted to stand up, Lance raised his hand and pushed him down. His low-browed wolf eyes were somewhat impatient.

When Boudica saw it, she immediately wanted to come over and teach this bitch a lesson, but Lance raised his hand to drive him away, "Go, go, you are such a big man, and you still attract cats and dogs, I will give you a mouthful of wealth later."

When Wangcai saw Boudica lying down next to Lance, his spiritual wolf eyes looked provocatively, explaining what "a dog fights against the power of a man."

The two had a rough fight, and both Geralt and Junia laughed.