Our family is in decline

And he couldn't deny the title deed, because it was issued by the lord, so he couldn't blame the problem on the dead man.

Land deeds represent a spirit of contract and credit, the cornerstone of governance.

If he does not recognize the land deeds issued before, then people behind him will not believe the decrees he issues later.

Fortunately, the bandits helped him clean up a lot, and the mayor repurchased most of the land. He had sorted out the land deeds in his hand last night. In fact, most of the entire town already belonged to him.

Some small parts were bought from those people for a little money, but they are worthless now anyway.

After a busy day, Lance finally completed the regional map of the town with the help of those people.

Although it is only a rough sketch, several areas have been demarcated and the treatment plans for those buildings have been marked. It will be of great reference for subsequent projects. At least after handing it over to the foreman, he will no longer need to step by step. follow up.

Lance raised his head and glanced at the time. He probably had already called a few people back.

"Okay, that's it for today. You can go have dinner. I have already made arrangements."

These construction workers were brought here by carriage early in the morning, and then followed Lance around the town. They only ate a little bread at noon. Of course they were happy now that the lord had spoken for dinner.

Lance did not follow, but stopped where he was and looked at the backs of those people, with a smile suddenly appearing on his indifferent expression...

Back at the square, the queue from the brothel has extended to the square. Today is the last meal. Everyone wants to get a good seat to avoid being late and not having to eat.

Looking at their appearance, there was no trace of the dark skinny look they had at the beginning, and blood could finally be seen on their faces.

To be honest, these three days of free porridge really made them eat well. They didn't need to work. They only had to lie down until the hour and pick up the bowl to eat. It was a bit of a happy life.

Some lazy people just lie down in the square to bask in the sun after eating in the morning, and then go home after eating in the evening. Not to mention how comfortable it is~

But these good days are coming to an end today, and some people couldn't help but sigh.

"What will we eat tomorrow if this stops?"

This sentence seemed to be transmitted among the townspeople with magic power, and then aroused more resonance.

"The lord is such a good person, he will continue to distribute it."

"That's right, Lord Lord will definitely do it."

"I see that the waves have washed up a lot of kelp recently, and there are a lot of mushrooms growing in the forest. I will starve to death."

"..."

Some people pinned their hopes on Lance, some people directly expressed their hopes, and some people expressed their purest thoughts.

"Why don't we rob the brothel? There must be a lot of food in it."

I don’t know who said this, but it caused a huge response among the crowd.

"This is not good~ The lord is so kind to us."

"Are you crazy? The Lord will hang you."

"I don't want to die~"

It was obvious that most of the townspeople did not want to confront the lord. They did not have the guts to do so, so they quickly distanced themselves for fear of affecting themselves.

But the crisis of survival is constantly pressing on them, and as time goes by, the words of denial gradually become strange.

"How can you let a group of prostitutes hand out food? They are blasphemous."

"Why can those people eat more? Why can we only eat these things?"

"Yes, I think those people's porridge contains more than just wild vegetables."

They dare not have an opinion against the lord, but it is hard to say anything to those other than the lord~

You can feel the dissatisfaction conveyed among them, and this emotion begins to ferment, and people's words become stronger and tougher.

The entire crowd was like a dynamite keg that only needed a spark to explode.

At this moment, the workers who had been busy with Lance for a long time walked directly through the queue and entered the brothel.

"Who are they? Why aren't they in line?"

"Those bitches must have deceived the lord and deducted our food."

"Go get our food back!"

"There are so many of us, and it's impossible for the lord to capture them all."

When they find enough reasons to convince themselves, the process from complaining to rioting often happens in an instant.

One...two...

Soon a large group of people broke away from the team and started attacking the brothel, and the remaining people were also dragged in without knowing why.

But once it started, they completely forgot about their fear, and their words became more straightforward.

"I want to eat!"

"I want to eat meat!"

"I want a woman!"

Order collapsed at this moment and chaos began to spread.

They didn't know whether it was because they had eaten enough in the past few days or because of the influence of some unknown force. At this moment, they only felt endless power in their bodies.

Those people revealed a different kind of madness, as if they had lost their minds, and the whole person was completely driven by desire.

Want to destroy everything and kill everyone!

But at this moment, a gunshot drowned out the chaotic sound, and the man at the front fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of horse hooves hitting the ground was like the wrath of thunder. Those people looked for the source of the sound and saw Leonard charging towards him with a sword. No one could defeat him wherever he passed. With just one man and one horse, he was able to break through the pressure of the military formation. The townspeople were instantly defeated.

"Everyone get down! Anyone who disobeys the order will be killed!"

The strongest fear penetrated the madness. The townspeople who had originally gathered to attack the brothel immediately dispersed and ran towards another intersection, trying to escape from here.

On the other side, Barristan stood with a shield, blocking the street like a mountain alone.

When the crowd approaches, tap the shield with a hammer and shout.

"Everyone get down! Anyone who disobeys the order will be killed!"

This sound actually made those people dare not get any closer.

They watched Barristan kill the mercenary leader with hammers.

Two of the three intersections in the square have been blocked, and at the last intersection, they were swimming in panic like a school of fish being chased by sharks in the sea, turning to the other direction.

And then Lance strolled out.

Compared to the first two, Lance was alone, and his slightly thin figure gave them some delusions.

But before they could get closer, a gunshot rang out, and the man they were leading fell to the ground as they advanced. Only then did those people see the bloody body on his body, and the ground was stained red with blood.

"Last chance, everyone get down, anyone who disobeys the order... will die!"

Lance raised his gun and stood motionless, watching indifferently. There was no fluctuation at all because of these. The power was no worse than the previous two, or even stronger.

Under the threat of death, these people stopped in an instant. Three changes of lanes had worn away their physical strength and courage. The first one gave up resistance and fell to the ground, and the rest followed suit.