Our family is in decline

"Come on, I guess Tamara can't wait to see you."

Lance teased and turned to leave, leaving Amanda to follow.

Tamara was still very sensible outside. She did not follow him in, but waited outside.

When he saw Lance come out, he was about to say something and ask about the situation, but when he saw the people following behind him, his expression suddenly fell.

"Okay, now under my witness, the matter between you two is over. I know you are both unhappy, but have you ever thought that the conflict between you is originally groundless and even inexplicable? .

Just because of the struggle of the previous generation, they have been hostile for many years and become a tool for them to fight for power. They even fight and want to kill each other. It is really sad and ridiculous. "

Lance's words unabashedly exposed the real contradiction between the two, which did not lie with them at all.

They were not fools, and they all fell silent after hearing this, and the strong hostility between the two gradually disappeared.

In any case, after so many years, it is impossible for them to give up their hostility in a short time. It is already good to be able to restrain themselves in front of him.

"Okay, now what do you think the Omen Seekers will do to us?"

Lance throws out a common enemy and instantly draws away the hostility between them.

"A killer, someone like her would disrupt the situation and then try to kill us in the chaos."

Tamara said it without hesitation, and her words also hinted to Lance not to believe Amanda.

Amanda's eyes looked a little strange when she heard this, but she didn't say anything and chose to remain silent.

To be honest, she knew that the teacher had already begun to make plans for Hamlet, but it was not possible for her to speak out.

Lance didn't care and waved his hand, "Okay, you two have been making trouble for so many days, so take a good rest."

As a chess player, he has enough patience to make plans, and the two of them are destined to fall into his big plan.

Lance left, leaving the two behind.

After losing their inhibitions, the two no longer concealed their disgust for each other. They snorted almost simultaneously and made almost the same turning movements. The tacit understanding between the two was really first-class.

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"Isn't it a bit unreasonable to choose to protect two people at this time? This will draw us into the Roma struggle."

“I originally wanted to seek cooperation and use the power of the Roma people to fight against the cult, but now it has developed to this point and the situation has completely gotten out of control.

Moreover, wars are raging outside. Regardless of whether the Roma take action or not, Hamlet's situation is destined to become more complicated. This is the problem we need to face in the future. There are few people I can trust now. "

Lance told Greendale without reservation about the confrontation between himself and the Roma during this period, and then took out the [Messenger].

"This is a good thing I got from them."

Greendale took over the strangely shaped eyeball and quickly learned to use it under Lance's guidance.

"Something magical."

After she finished speaking, a repeated voice came from Lance's side the next second.

"Something magical..."

After hearing this, Greendale's gentle face couldn't help but show an expression of surprise.

But the deeper attitude this equipment gave her was trust. She could feel the unreserved trust from Lance.

For a moment, she also felt guilty for her previous suspicion.

Lance is actually quite helpless, because this thing requires spirituality to drive, and there are not many extraordinary people in the town.

Among these people, only Greendale, a person with no background, can be given.

"I understand." Greendale put away half of the [Messenger] and made her promise in the face of Lance's trust.

Lance didn't mind spending a little more time communicating with her, but soon word spread around town.

The caravan is back.

After he returned from Totnes, he asked Walter to lead a caravan in order to monopolize the food supply in Owendo City, to open up trade routes throughout the Hamlet territory, and to collect information on those human gathering places.

For this purpose, twenty soldiers were specially dispatched to take charge of the security of the caravan and the surveillance of Walter.

It's been almost a month now, and the caravan that went out is finally back.

Lance hurried over and finally saw the caravan that had been out for a long time. At this time, compared to when he left, the long caravan was all loaded with cargo, and the axles were pressed so hard that they made a creaking sound. The horse pulling the cart is struggling forward, and the driver who is lazy on the side will whip his horse whip.

Good guy, Lance took a quick look and found that the size of this team was at least twice as big as before. This Walter's ability is indeed very strong.

"Thank you for your hard work, welcome back!" Lance walked forward, and Walter also quickly got off the carriage.

"Lord." Walter was quite emotional when he saw Lance greeting him. From the look on his face, he knew that this trip was not going to be easy.

And Lance also noticed a tall and strong man following Walter.

"Lord, this is Tardif. He is a very famous bounty hunter and an old friend. He was thrown into prison for offending some people. I fished him out."

Walter raised his hand and introduced, but his words aroused the man's dissatisfaction.

"Fuck you." Tardif slapped Walter with his backhand, "I didn't do anything for you?"

"Help, help." As a businessman with a smooth personality, Walter started to praise him as he said it. "That's right, I don't know how much trouble we would have suffered without Tardif's help on this trip."

Lance looked at the man in front of him with interest. He wore a Viking-style eye-patch helmet. The dark cloth at the hem of the helmet extended to cover the entire head and even shoulders, revealing only a pair of sharp eyes.

Wearing thick scale armor, wearing an ax and hook lock on his waist, as well as some large and small packages and strange props, he looked like a very professional mercenary.

Whether it was the scratches on the armor or the strong smell of blood on his body that was difficult to wash off, it all indicated that he had just experienced a battle.

While Lance was observing others, Tardif was also sizing up his employer's boss.

"I recognize money but not people. Give me the money and I will do things for you." Tardif approached and patted Lance in front of him with the back of his hand. "But remember, I won't let you go even if you lose a copper coin."

Another noble lord might not be able to accept Tardif's actions, but Lance didn't pay attention to his slightly quaint way of communication, and instead smiled to appease him.

"Don't worry, you won't be short of money."

He turned to look at Walter and asked, "Isn't this trip uneventful?"

After a little hesitation, Walter could only bite the bullet and said: "We encountered a lot of trouble this trip. Two soldiers were killed and several others were injured."

Lance seemed a little silent when he heard this, but he didn't get angry or anything. He just looked at the soldiers accompanying the team and sighed.

"Don't be afraid, you are going home..."

Tardif looked a little strange when he saw Lance like this. Didn't two people die? In the guard profession, death is like eating.

Why is the boss like this?

Naturally, someone related to the team was responsible for receiving and counting, and Lance and Walter had an in-depth discussion about the situation of this trip.

The war in the empire has become more and more exaggerated, even spreading to the northern border, and the war will definitely lead to an even more troublesome problem, that is, food shortage.

What were once refugees fleeing famine are now refugees fleeing war.

I have to say that Lance's previous bet on food was completely correct, and it was also because of this preemptive layout that it was easier for Walter to harvest more food later, and among the goods in the convoy this time A lot of it is grain.

When asked about the rapid expansion of the team, Walter gave an explanation.

"Now that the outside is getting more and more chaotic, many small caravans are simply unable to survive in this situation, so I took over their caravans and some people.

Although they couldn't bear the loss and lowered the price themselves, I still raised the price a little. Since the scale was relatively large, it cost a lot of money, but I didn't have time to discuss it with the adults outside. "

Walter was actually a little worried about Lance's opinion on this matter. After all, not everyone could understand his decision, so he had to explain it.

“What you pay more for is not just the business group’s fleet, but their experience and routes.

Every one, even the most humble little team, has its own channel. "

"Don't be nervous, you did a good job on this matter." Lance raised his hand with a smile on his face and comforted: "You can't ask me for advice on everything outside. Just follow your own ideas when encountering things. I believe in you. .”

Lance's vision will naturally not be entangled in short-term financial gains and losses. At this time, Walter's willingness to take over the caravan at the original price is a great wisdom.

This not only saves the jobs of many people, but also has the effect of buying horse bones for a large sum of money. If there is a business group in the future who cannot support it, they will definitely come to Walter as soon as possible.

It is easiest to buy people's hearts with money. After all, money can be earned again, but people's hearts cannot be bought.

The biggest fear when away from home is the suspicion of his boss. Walter has been involved in society for so many years and has worked hard to build these businesses from scratch. He naturally understands how difficult this kind of trust is.

"Sir, this is the trade route I collected. It basically covers many routes..."

Walter took out a piece of parchment, and what was drawn on it was the route he took over from the caravans. It marked various human gathering places in Hamlet, as well as their local specialties.

Some dangerous places are also marked on it. This is the road that the caravan has explored with human life, and the time limit is still the latest.

"Okay, okay!" Lance held the map as if he had found a treasure, and the smile on his face could not be suppressed.

This map alone is already worth so much money, let alone taking over the team.

I can only say that the money is well spent, so worth it!

"Tell me, what do you want?" Lance put down the map and looked at Walter. He has never been stingy with his own people. As long as he can get things done, feel free to ask for anything.

"There are too many robbers and bandits appearing on the road, and there are even some robbers composed of deserters. If the convoy wants to operate normally, these must be eradicated. If it hadn't been for Tardif on this trip, we might not have been able to come back so easily."

Lance was a little surprised that he didn't mention his own request, but instead talked about the problems currently facing the business group.

Lance also saw the enemies marked on the map. The places he had cleared before were now occupied by robbers who came out of nowhere, and some small villages were also marked on the map. Slaughtered and lost forever.

He agreed without much hesitation. Large-scale development required more serfs, and I believed that labor would change their minds.

"I will send troops to suppress the bandits. With the map, it is easy for us to find them, but all the soldiers in the convoy will return to the army system.

But don't worry, I will organize a group of trained people to protect you when the time comes. "

In the past, sending soldiers to protect the caravan was completely helpless. The army should not be involved in commercial activities. Their only task was to obey his orders.

The bodyguard candidates Lance left for him were the soldiers who had quit because their families were implicated, as well as some people in administrative positions.

Lance did not forget these people, but observed them and then reactivated them.

Now is the time.

"What's up with that bounty hunter named Tardif?"

"Tardif is well-known in Ovendo. He was originally a gangster who grew up on the streets and was very loyal. However, he was betrayed by the gang boss and became a scapegoat and was arrested. From then on, he only recognized money and not people.

I knew something was wrong with the situation, and I definitely needed some stronger guards, so I found some connections to redeem him.

However, Tardif took the money to do things and did them beautifully. Thanks to his protection of the convoy along the way, he came back safely. "

"You can just keep this kind of person. You also need a guard by your side. It's too chaotic outside." Lance also understood the origin of this Tardif, but he didn't care much about it.

Being a simple thug doesn't mean much to him, but Walt needs it very much.

But when Walter heard this, he smiled bitterly, shook his head, and explained.

"As soon as he came out that night, he massacred the gangster. The gang leader was killed by him. You must know that there are people behind these guys. In addition, the situation is tense. Tardif is now wanted by the whole city. If I hadn't covered him up, he would have even left. If we don’t come out, it’s impossible to return to Ovendo.”

"This guy is quite interesting."

Grant liked this character very much and never took revenge overnight, because he took revenge on the spot.

"But you still need to pay attention to your security. If there is a problem, if the goods are lost, they will be lost. My army will get them back, but you must not let anything happen, otherwise how will I explain to Tiffany."

"Yes, sir."

When his daughter was mentioned, Walter couldn't help but miss his home. After explaining the situation in a few words, Walter hurriedly left.

Before he could go out, he saw Tiffany waiting outside.

"Father!"

"How have you been during this period? The lord didn't make things difficult for you, right?"

"No, that guy can only be found by you, not by you, and every time you find him, it's a job." Tiffany held her father's hand and began to complain, looking a little dissatisfied.