Our family is in decline

At the Sheriff's Station, Lance came to visit William and the dog Fergus, and began to systematically understand the situation yesterday.

William has been serving as the Sheriff since he took over, and has also been responsible for the security environment in the town.

“There are still too few peace officers, and we don’t have many effective tools.”

"After this battle, there will probably be some retired soldiers. It will depend on their willingness to join in." Lance focused his eyes on Figgus, who was inseparable from William, and suddenly remembered something.

Dog training is his main business, why don't you use his real strengths?

"Can a group of hounds be trained to assist law enforcement? Whether it is used for investigation, search and rescue, hunting..."

Lance stayed here to communicate with William for a long time, and made a very key suggestion regarding the development of the Sheriff.

But they also face a problem, that is, there is not even a second dog in the town, let alone one with hound blood.

This kind of bred and selected hound usually appears in the hunting games of the nobles, and only the nobles have the ability to raise it. Figs is a very special hound, and it is difficult to find another one as good as this one.

"Let me solve this problem. The world is such a big place. After all, we can buy some good hunting dogs."

Lance planned to buy directly from Totnes. As long as you had the money, there was nothing you couldn't buy in Totnes.

Not to mention dogs, even humans sell them, and they may even be a hundred times cheaper than pure-blooded hunting dogs.

"You and Fergus have to work hard these days." Lance took out a bottle of potion and handed it over, "Drinking it will give you magical power."

As the town expands and develops, William's tasks will also become heavier. Without strength, nothing is possible in this world.

Although William was a little strange, his loyalty was absolutely trustworthy. He took the potion and drank it without hesitation.

"This is very precious." Lance looked at him with a smile, took the opportunity to use flesh and blood reconstruction to heal the hidden wounds on his body, and blessed him to strengthen his physique to help him step into the [Elite].

William did not have the experience of struggling to survive from the edge of death like Disma and others, so there were not too many problems.

But as long as you live, your body's functions will continue to be consumed, and various problems will put a burden on the body. These accumulations are hidden wounds. Everyone has them. The difference is just how much. He is still in his thirties and still has some.

William felt his physical fatigue disappear quickly, his limbs were relaxed, and his mind was clear. It was as if he suddenly returned to his youth, bringing a brand new feeling. What a magical power.

"This is for Fergus, this kid deserves a reward." Lance didn't stop but gave the second potion.

William is a very strange person. He doesn't care about money and reputation. He values ​​justice more than his own life.

But apart from this, another very interesting point is that he also takes Figs very seriously. It is very simple to gain his favor. Praise Figs and then give him respect.

And Fergus, a hound, also shows very smart abilities, and even really feels like a human being.

When he asked him to drink the medicine, he really raised his head and drank it. He seemed to feel the benefits and came over to nuzzle Lance as if to please him.

And Lance also patted the dog's head naturally, "You're so good."

Lance waited here for a while, met the people who came to work, and also met the sheriff who was on duty last night. After giving them some praise and encouragement, he left.

Leonard supervised the repair work of the fortress at the outpost, and also to replace Barristan and the injured to recuperate.

Lance saw them at the military camp, and also saw Disma. It seemed that he did not go to relax last night, but chose to stay here.

Although the town has overcome that difficulty, it has actually been severely impacted. There can be hundreds of injured and injured soldiers, and it will take time to digest the resources obtained.

Disma stayed behind in the military camp, obviously because he was worried about something going wrong.

"Get a good rest, I'll be fine here." Lance raised his hand and pressed on Disma's shoulder, and the upgraded flesh and blood reconstruction was activated to remove the remaining hidden injuries on his body.

Disma's panel strength was strengthened by him when he was engaged in [Holy Blood Ritual]. He surpassed [Elite] early and now his body has been reborn and his strength has been enhanced.

Disma has the consciousness of a master, which has been honed through countless lives and deaths. Even if he really encounters those so-called masters, he may not be able to defeat him. Once the musket is fired, it doesn't matter who you are, if you can't hold it, you will be defeated. die.

But he is not like the self-disciplined guys like Leonard and Barristan who train frequently. In his free time, he is either in a tavern or a brothel. He was also banned from entering the casino because of being out of money, otherwise he would have been one of them.

To this day, I am still consuming talents to some extent, so my physique is not as strong as panel certification.

But if you want to surpass [Master], you still need more spirituality, and now Lance doesn't dare to squander it casually, so he can only do it here for the time being.

"That's all I can help you. Your power is far more than that. Don't waste yourself anymore."

Lanceti gave him a nod. This strength was not enough to keep going.

It doesn't matter whether Disma understands what he said. After all, he is still the veteran of the game and has made many contributions to Hamlet. Lance still has some feelings for them.

Just like in the game, even if you don't go into the dungeon, you will be given a retirement position.

After dealing with matters in the town, Lance finally had time to go to the farm that was attacked to fulfill the promise he made.

When Balin promised to visit his mother, he also promised to take Tommarie's family away.

Riding on the captured war horse, the feeling of wind in the crotch was not comparable to that of ordinary horses before. The life of the nobles was reflected in just one horse.

Lance did not alert the person in charge of the farm, but stopped at the edge of the farm, leading the horse and talking to the working people scattered everywhere.

See whether the policies you have formulated have been distorted, whether prices have been increased, whether the treatment given to them is reasonable, whether they encounter any difficulties, and whether you have any suggestions for the current situation.

What gave him some peace of mind was that the person in charge here was pretty good. He followed his instructions and solved problems by himself. It was even quite interesting.

Just like the wild boar caught in Bahrain, they wouldn't care if they killed it and ate it. However, the person in charge did not choose to do this. Instead, he chose to capture the boar for breeding. This is It is very constructive, improving the genes of farm pigs to make them more disease-resistant and stronger.

As he walked up, Lance knew a lot of things here. When Lance appeared on the farm again, he could see that the fear caused by the wolf invasion had dissipated, normal production and life had resumed, and a little sadness had also been hidden. In the midst of that busyness.

It's not that the invasion of wolf warriors didn't kill ordinary people, a few fell into the mouths of those white wolves.

But along the way, he really didn't see any worry or fear from those working people. Even Lance found this kind of ability to withstand pressure a bit incredible.

But after thinking about it, I realized that I am afraid that the glassy heart with poor ability to withstand stress has been screened out by reality.

Dead people are really nothing unusual for them, not to mention that the lord also proved to everyone that Hamlet is capable of protecting them.

The rapid support defeated the Bastia Knights in front of them, and now there were cavalry patrolling the surrounding area and soldiers stationed there, which made them feel at ease.

Otherwise, the people under the rule of ordinary noble lords would not be able to recover information in such a short time after suffering such a blow, and they would huddle in a slightly safer gathering place.

Either they would wait until the bureaucrats under the nobles drove them away, or they would starve to death if they did not go out to work.

But they are still full of fear, and it can be said that it only takes time to eliminate it.

This is the norm in this world, and situations like Hamlet under Lance are rare.

Lance summoned the person in charge here, praised his behavior and gave him the rewards he deserved.

He didn't perform too well in the Wolf Warrior invasion, but he deserved credit for managing this place well. This was his real responsibility, and he took it upon himself.

"They are all cultivated by the lord!"

The person in charge obviously did not expect that the lord came here to praise him. He was already prepared to be scolded or even taken down. After all, this time someone died on the farm and such a big thing happened, and he was It wasn't handled properly either.

No wonder he got excited now.

But Lance was most afraid of their fanaticism, so he could only give one more warning.

"You have also been a refugee. You must know that they can't stand the hardship anymore. They just want a safe and stable home, so just follow my plan.

If you have any good ideas, you can first investigate the feasibility and then make a report. You must not be divorced from reality, let alone make false reports. "

There is no way. If you want to speed up this kind of productivity now, you can only use manpower to pile it up. In the context of large-scale development, the biggest fear is that some people want to please him and increase the productivity of ordinary people. This is a meaningless thing.

"Our farm must conscientiously implement the Lord's policies and fully promote the construction of the farm..."

It can only be said that the person in charge is quite talented as an official, and he speaks official Chinese without any training.

After chatting with him about the situation on the farm, it was not without problems. First of all, the consumption of farm tools was very serious. It is not that metal will not wear out, but there will also be losses. This batch of farm tools was almost two months ago.

The craftsmen in the town are busy with military orders and have no time. How can they waste time on forging farm tools?

Lance also thought about this issue. This still has to wait for the cargo ship to Totnes to come back. Also, maybe some craftsmen with average skills can be deployed, or apprentices can set up blacksmith shops on several farms, and repairs can be done. Exercise technique.

The second problem is that the shelf life of milk is short. In this summer, problems may occur in half a day. Even if it is placed in a cool place, the shelf life is only one day.

Lance also has plans for this. Steam sterilization, yogurt, butter, cheese and other dairy products are also on the development plan.

Among these, cheese is easy to say. The world has developed, but there is no concept of sterilization method. Research is needed to provide guidance steps. The most critical step involved here is container and sealing technology.

The technology for manufacturing glass containers has been around for a long time, but the problem is that now Hamlet wants to rebuild the glass workshop. It requires time and resources, and more importantly, talents, craftsmen who understand this technology.

But Lance remembered that there seemed to be some of those people that Vic brought back, and he could start planning when he returned. After all, glass containers were very important for development.

During this period, Bahrain, who was out logging, was finally called back.

The iron tower-like body, holding the [Decapitator] with one hand, gave people a sense of oppression at first sight.

"Lord, are you looking for me?"

The rich voice was slightly breathy, and it was obvious that he had run back all the way after hearing the lord's summons.

"I promised you to visit your mother, let's go."

Lance admired this simple boy more and more. Although he looked outrageous, he was indeed a boy.

"Yes!" Balin was quite excited. He did not expect that what the lord said before was true, that a noble would actually come to such a place.

Lance stopped the person in charge who wanted to follow him, and followed Balin alone to the long house built of mud and wood.

This kind of specifications designed according to ordinary people is quite reluctant for Bahrain. You need to bend down and lower your head, and at the same time, be careful not to break the door frame before entering. You also need to look back to remind you.

"Be careful, sir."

This is not the first time that Lance has entered these places, and he is quite helpless. This is the only way to quickly build a house and resettle it.

Otherwise, how could it be possible to build so many residential places to accommodate them in half a month?

But for ordinary people, having a place to shelter from the wind and rain is already very good.

For the sake of structural stability, this thatched house only has a simple ventilation opening, which is barely a window. The sunlight coming in from the doorway is still a bit dim.

However, Lance could still see the rickety and emaciated body on the simple wooden bed, with a strong aura of death, like a mummy.

But it is indeed still alive, even if it is a very weak breath.

Lance glanced aside and found a simple haystack on the ground. It looked like Balin was sleeping on it. It was really unfair for him to sleep in such a place due to his size.

There are also some feeding bowls and spoons around, as well as a rattan basket. These are the tools he uses to carry his mother out...

"Mother, I didn't lie. The lord really came to see you." Balin squatted on the bedside with excitement, and the shadow cast even covered a large area.

"Uh...lord..."

The figure on the bed reacted slightly to the sound and struggled to get up.

And Lance also stepped forward, not caring about the body that exuded a rotten atmosphere and raised his hand to support it.

"Be careful, don't get up."

"It's really Lord Lord..."

The woman struggled to get up, her eyes clearly brightened when she saw Lance.

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