Our family is in decline

When Boudicca rushed over, he saw the tentacle being summoned.

She followed Lance on his expeditions, so she had naturally seen the strange tentacles summoned by the evil cult witches, and had a general understanding of their power. After all, the massive raid at that time was just to save her boss who was attacked by the tentacles. was hit hard.

However, the tentacles summoned this time were only as thick as an arm, and they looked more like illusory projections, not at all like the actual tentacles as thick as a bucket that she had seen before.

Unfortunately, even this was not something Disma could resist, and without giving her a chance to remind her, Disma was knocked away by the tentacles and fell heavily at almost the same time.

Boudica gritted her teeth and was about to charge with a halberd to attract the enemy's attention and buy Disma time, but she never thought that the cult witch would stagger and fall before she could take a few steps.

This situation made her somewhat at a loss. She was belligerent but not a fool. She knew from the duel with another cultist that these guys would not die so easily.

She was afraid that it was a trap set by the enemy to lure her over, but she was also afraid that wasting this little time would actually allow the enemy to recover.

And just when she hesitated, Disma slowly got up from the ground. Although he was seriously injured, his fighting will was not so weak, and his spirit overcame the physical pain.

After all, the cult witch is not the original cult saint, and the power of the summoned tentacles is naturally completely inferior, otherwise the blow would just help Disma collect the body.

"Kill her..." Disma's belief was that this guy had to die.

He gritted his teeth and raised the dagger while trembling. Even the heavy blow he had just received did not make him abandon the weapon in his hand.

Boudica was also inspired and felt inexplicably ashamed.

Why don't you dare to go up?

Furious power emerged from his body, and without saying a word, Boudica went up and chopped off the head of the cult witch with a halberd.

Disma breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, but his body became shaky after losing the support of his mind.

Fortunately, Lance finally arrived before he collapsed.

Lance finally got rid of the enemy and followed him. When he saw the situation, he raised his hand towards Disma without saying a word.

[Flesh and Flesh Reconstruction] healed his injuries in a breath, and Disma finally recovered from the severe pain, but the mental loss was a bit too great, and he still looked a little weak.

"You can't fall down here, our mission is not completed yet."

"Lord... these guys are definitely not simple..." Disma tried his best to remind him of something.

"Okay, leave it to me next, you take a rest first."

Lance smiled and waved his hands to calm the person down, and then turned his attention to the body that was decapitated by Boudicca.

He probably sensed the situation here due to his strong sense of spirituality.

The evil magic passed down by the ancestors is not fun. The evil witch suffered backlash when her ritual was interrupted by Disma, not to mention that she desperately used the evil magic to condense the tentacles. The price was herself.

It actually died before Boudicca could do anything about it.

Lance also felt that those extraordinary powers brought strange powers to human beings but also carried great risks. One mistake would be death.

On the other side, Tardif also used [Corpse Spores] to get rid of the cultist.

The battle was over, and this elite team of the Ascension Sect was completely left behind.

In fact, Disma didn't need to remind Lance to know that these guys were definitely not that simple.

The path he was walking was towards the outside, and if he bumped into them, it was obvious that they were coming in from the outside.

Why are they here? Hasn’t the ancestor already abandoned the camp?

With this kind of doubt, Lance checked the corpses. The three cult warriors did not find any more clues on them, so they directly sacrificed them to replenish the consumed spirituality.

And Lance was not polite at all to the corpse of the cult witch. After careful searching, he found some interesting things.

It was a map. Looking at the route on it, it was obvious that it was here in the beast's cave, but there was a key marked location on it.

"We have been to this place before..." Lance said to himself with some doubts, confident in his photographic memory, "There is nothing there, why should it be marked out? What are they going to do here?"

But soon he realized something, and a subtle expression appeared on his face.

"Since it's marked, there must be a problem. I plan to go there alone and take a look. You guys go out and wait for me outside. If I don't go out within an hour, then there is a problem. You go back and call the troops right away."

It would be foolish to divide the troops in this environment, but we had already agreed to go back. If we lead them back, it would undoubtedly undermine their trust in us and make a bad start.

Lance knew that Disma and Boudicca didn't care, but Tardif was a hard person to talk to, and he had to maintain his character of doing what he said.

What's more, they had just experienced a difficult battle and their condition was not good. Even if they wanted to bring them with them, it would probably be a hindrance. They might as well go back quickly.

It is also estimated that there was no monster activity in this area after previous cleaning.

And if I guessed correctly, there are some things that are not good for them to know too much about.

Tardif had no objection to his employer's words, and Disma and Boudicca naturally wouldn't say anything.

Lance left his own map to mark the route for them. Not everyone can imprint the route in their minds like him.

The weapons that Lance gave them before leaving were all equipped with [Corpse Spores], so they would be able to fight even if they encountered cultists again.

You have to have a backup plan for this kind of thing, otherwise it's hard to say what kind of accident might happen.

Soon Lance left the team and ran towards the depths. This time it was Tardif's turn to lead the team out with a map.

Lance ran all the way, his powerful physique giving him a long stamina. At the same time, these discovered passages could not stop him at all, and he soon arrived at the marked point.

This is on a certain passage. There is nothing in front and behind it, only brick walls around it.

Lance took out the map he had confiscated from the cult witch and compared it carefully. He walked along the brick wall and tapped on it.

And this time, I heard a strange hollow echo in one of the sections.

Upon discovering this, Lance took out his torch and looked at the brick wall carefully, then pushed it down without much hesitation.

The entire heavy brick wall was pushed inwards, and soon a hole half as tall as a man was revealed.

After a moment of hesitation, Lance walked in, and the light of the torch illuminated the situation inside.

A dark room with walls made of bricks and stones, with some random weapons and armor randomly placed inside; a pile of scrolls with sloppy writing that was difficult to read; stacked books; and even drinking water and dried meat...

Among those things, a large box with exquisite shape stood out the most.

Lance was not too surprised when he saw what was inside. On the contrary, he seemed to understand.

Scouting in the game copy will have a chance to reveal a secret door, which is equivalent to a hidden treasure chest room, where you can get quite generous rewards.

But in reality, this is not a reward at all. It looks more like a secret stronghold where the cultists stay.

Lance briefly looked through those things by the firelight. They were messy, and he even felt something was wrong in those scrolls and books.

The box was locked, so there was no time for him to study it slowly.

The only thing that is certain is that the pigs absolutely do not have the ability to build a secret room here, and the map was obtained from a cultist, so it goes without saying.

Being pressed for time, Lance threw most of the things directly into the showroom. As for the supplies such as dried meat, he didn't dare to take them. Not to mention whether they could be eaten, the source of the meat was unclear.

Since killing the Collector and getting it to the showroom, it has rarely been filled up, but now the cave is really "rich" and almost full.

Even these things were not of much value, so the few corpses promised to Paracelsus took up a lot of space, and the steel equipment on the pigmen were just collected and hidden until the next time they came in. .

As time went by, Lance vaguely felt that the space in the showroom was a bit insufficient.

But now I couldn't care less, so I quickly packed up and left the secret room.

This road had been cleared, so we didn't encounter any monsters or Ascension Cultists.

It went very smoothly. Lance didn't realize anything until a light source appeared in front of him.

His pace couldn't help but speed up, and he rushed into the white light without any hesitation.

In an instant, everything in front of him was blurred by the strong sunlight, and his vision was completely covered by the dazzling white. Even his eyes felt the sting and closed subconsciously, but they could not stop the continuous secretion of tear glands.

No wonder those pigs didn't come out at all, their ugliness and sin could not be hidden under the sun.

But Lance didn't care about this. Staying in the den for a long time was torture for him. Now that he came out and felt the strong natural atmosphere of the wilderness, he felt like he had suddenly escaped from a prison for more than ten years.

After walking a few steps with squinted eyes, my eyes slowly adjusted, and the surrounding scene began to appear. Finally, it was no longer the dark and dirty tunnel, with the same brick walls.

That's not to say that Lance doesn't have any pressure. On the contrary, he needs to be responsible for the team and bears the greatest pressure.

But now the huge pressure that is almost crazy is melting like ice and snow under the sunshine.

After recovering quickly, Lance looked back at the unfamiliar cave entrance.

Looking back on this journey, exploring and drawing the map while completing all the battles 100%, they did a great job.

Feeling the full spirituality in his body, he understood that only killing and death could bring such huge benefits.

It would be the biggest loss if you are trapped in the town with complicated and complicated government affairs and cannot use the magical power brought by the panel.

Lance became more and more eager to train an agent capable enough to take charge of those things and free himself.

Lance had only one way to solve the rotten situation left by his ancestor.

Fight killing with killing, fight death with death.

…………

Owendo City, the residence of the Jean Merchant Group.

In the conference room, Gene waved his arms excitedly and announced to everyone:

"We are the first business group in the Owendo area to contact the front line. This is a huge victory!"

These words immediately plunged everyone in the conference room into a carnival. They excitedly discussed the harvest of this trip, and Jean also had a hint of confidence, even an arrogant smile.

The information was confirmed. In order to protect their interests in the city from being destroyed by the rebels, the emerging forces in the city, mainly big businessmen, decisively united to form an army with the new nobles as the core.

Those big businessmen were not short of money at all. In order to maintain their base, they did not hesitate to invest a lot of money into the war, and stopped the rebels under the attack of countless gold coins.

War is all about logistics. Once a war breaks out, food must be guaranteed, so there is a policy of collecting food at high prices.

This time, under the leadership of Jean, they made the right bet. While other grain merchants in Ovendo were still waiting and watching, they took the lead and achieved results, building a channel.

The profit from this trip was five times higher. This is compared to the current food prices in Owendo. If compared to before when the situation had not worsened, it would have been at least ten times higher.

You should know that this is just a trial transaction and it does not use too many resources.

But now that the channel has been opened, the scale of subsequent transactions will definitely expand, and the money earned by then will be more than this amount.

Not to mention catching up with the new nobles and big businessmen, which money can't buy. In the past, those people would never care about small grain merchants like them.

"Now is just the beginning of cooperation. What do you think of the next transaction?"

Gene sat back on the main seat and used these words to throw the question to everyone.

He would not express his opinions casually. He needed to see the tendencies of these people. He had to let them express their opinions first and let them fight to make his position more stable. That was the method he learned from old Jean.

"We should expand our transactions in an all-round way, and we must seize this opportunity to make a lot of money, otherwise we may not have this opportunity in the future."

Some people want to seize this opportunity to make huge war fortunes, but some people are reminded of the consequences of doing so.

"But large-scale transfers of grain may cause fluctuations in the local market. Don't forget that we finally squeezed out the Watt Merchant Group and annexed their share. Are we going to give it back now? I think it's okay. Expand, but leave part to stabilize the local market.”

This is a very real problem. There is only so much food. If they sell it, there will be a shortage locally. If the gap is too large, it may cause turmoil.

But this man's warning was ridiculed by other hardliners.

"Oh! My God! Do you think other guys will give up huge profits and choose a market that has been squeezed dry and has no value?

I'm afraid they have already started preparations, but the issue of strength has been delayed. "

"Yes, the sooner we act, the more funds we will have to purchase grain, and the more funds we will have to expand our strength and completely monopolize the grain in this region."

"But if we drain the food reserves, then there will be a real shortage of local supplies, and I'm afraid many people will starve to death or become refugees."

"The life and death of those untouchables has nothing to do with us. It's not because they don't work hard."

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