Our family is in decline

"So do you understand? We must take advantage of this moment to break the sacrificial ceremony and save Hamlet and the world."

Lance's words were usually true, but he knew the art of language, saying everything and saying nothing at the same time.

These words also caused Baldwin in front of him to fall into deep thought. There was no doubt that he knew that there was an emergency when he was suddenly called over this night. Now he quickly responded to the lord's request.

"My life was saved by you, Lord Lord."

"This battle is bound to be difficult. You have to face not only powerful enemies, but also corruption that wants to corrode you all the time.

The horror of hell will leave indelible pain on you and your soul. Even if you come back alive, you may live in that shadow for the rest of your life. "

Lance did not follow his words and agreed. Instead, he once again emphasized to him the horror of the extremely dark dungeon and took the initiative to give him the steps.

"To be honest, I saved you because I could feel that you were a true hero, and that belief in never abandoning or giving up on your companions is great. I don't want to see you tortured by illness and humiliated like this.

But this has nothing to do with whether you join or not, because this is the responsibility of the Hamlet family. It was their failure to defeat the Ascension Sect that led to so many people being killed.

As the last member of the Hamlet family, I have the responsibility to shoulder this blood debt, but I do not want to force others to follow me. You have the freedom to choose, and I will not blame anyone. "

"I am ready."

Baldwin waited until Lance finished speaking and then agreed with a serious face. The slightest hesitation would be embarrassing to the lord.

Lance looked at him, and there was no hint of timidity in the eye contact between the two parties, so he nodded immediately.

"Okay! You go back and prepare and leave the work to the people below. We will set off tomorrow morning. Time is not on our side."

"yes!"

Baldwin retreated, and Lance was not surprised by his choice, because he was a "benevolent king".

This kind of person should be supported. Although he is out of vulgar taste, he still longs for recognition spiritually.

But who would agree with him in front of the feudal nobles and the church?

You must know that he succeeded to the throne at a young age, and with the enemy's army pressing down on the territory, those old people were originally dissatisfied.

Not to mention that many noble lords think that he is weak for paying attention to the common people, because they have long been unhappy with having to cede their interests.

But Baldwin's ability is not bad, and more importantly, he has outstanding military talent. He has won several battles and has the support of the Knights and the support of ordinary people, so he can overpower those old guys.

All this until the spread of leprosy in the Holy City caused panic. He personally visited ordinary people who were infected, and then he became infected without knowing why.

This problem caused those old guys to get ready to start a rebellion, but Baldwin was also a ruthless guy, and he took advantage of his body to take advantage of it before it completely deteriorated.

It is no exaggeration to say that one man and one sword put down the rebellion. You must know that his original sword was not broken. You can imagine how fierce this battle was.

As for later he was tortured by leprosy and knew that he had lost the ability to govern the country, he simply retired and took the lepers with him to start a long migration.

You must know that many people ran there following the Jihad, so they want to come back here, but those patients do not have Baldwin's physique, and they are destined to be only a few who can reach Hamlet.

Why does Lance know so well?

Because he began to collect relevant information after confirming Baldwin's identity, and both Amanda and Alhazred could get the relevant information.

The so-called holy war initiated by the church failed not long after Baldwin left. The Holy City was also taken away, and the church's troops were dispersed. Only a few were able to retreat.

This is not a dispute between nobles, but a religious dispute. It is completely merciless. It is not known how many of the nobles who were dissatisfied with Baldwin escaped the liquidation of the rebellion, and how many of them escaped the wars of the pagans.

It's just that this has nothing to do with Lance. When I think of it, it's just that Lance knows how to deal with people like Baldwin.

The mobilization here quickly alarmed Greendale. She walked in and asked questions without concealing the surprise in her expression.

"Is there anything new?"

After all, they just came back this morning. They just said it would be two or three days a few hours ago. Why did they suddenly say it would be tomorrow?

Could it be that some urgent military information was sent back from the front? Or did the intelligence personnel send back news about the surrounding territories?

"It's a good thing!" Since Lance was sure, he wouldn't say anything nonsense, and immediately comforted Greendale with great energy, "I discovered the real weakness of those cultists. The sooner we deal with the pressure, the better." Small."

It is indeed part of the ancestor's plan to seal the sacrifice ceremony with the things left by the church, but the problem is that [Heart of Flesh] is now in Lance's hands and the second level of the dungeon is built, so the stopped ceremony cannot be given to the ancestor again. Provide a little strength.

To put it simply, it means stopping the ancestor’s pension.

However, Greendale did not feel happy because of this news. On the contrary, her expression became more solemn.

"I went to see Boudica and Amanda. Their conditions are not very good. You only came back in the morning. Can't you have one more day of rest?"

"Isn't it just resting after sleeping tonight? I want to focus on the dungeon." Lance was unceremonious. His will was as strong as steel.

Regardless of whether you are tired or not, you have already entered the dungeon. At this time, it is equivalent to taking off your pants halfway. Even if you want him to stop, it is impossible because your heart has flown away.

That is to say, he doesn't like to act at night, and it takes time to notify those people to adjust, otherwise he will take action now.

Greendale also knew that she could not convince Lance, but she also had a temper and was not a submissive person.

Lance's behavior of not cherishing herself made her very unhappy, and his face was no longer as gentle as before, with a serious look of obvious dissatisfaction.

In fact, Lance was really wronged. If you use a normal person's physique to measure him, he is the biggest abnormality.

It is different from those extraordinary beings who are messy and step into the legend with the help of all kinds of strange powers.

I, Lance, have never gone through countless hardships to reach my current level. It all depends on my own hard work!

Now even blessings can no longer strengthen his physique. It is conceivable that he has truly reached the limit of human beings.

It is the limit in all directions. The most perfect body of human beings cannot even be compared to the ancestors.

It doesn't matter whether he sleeps or not, because recovery is faster than consumption, just like when a battery is charged more than discharged, it means it will always be fully charged.

Lance felt that it was necessary to study the gap with Greendale and break her inherent impression.

"It's not like you don't know whether I'm strong or not, let alone..."

Lance approached and hugged Greendale and was about to say something. At this time, Boudica ran in and was stunned when he saw this scene.

"I'm wondering what you are doing?" She walked in without closing the door, her eyes a bit gossipy.

Lance didn't think anything of it, and even had the guts to joke: "Don't you think Boudica is in good spirits? She's not as miserable as you said."

"Have a good rest, hum~" Greendale had no intention of staying any longer. She raised her hand and pushed Lance away and walked out of the room.

This made the situation a little awkward, and Boudica complained to Lance when she saw Greendale leaving.

"Hahaha! Boss, you are finished. Sister is angry."

"I feel like it's more important for you to worry about whether I'm angry..."

Just when Boudica was smiling, the calm voice seemed to be seducing her soul and threatening her life. She was so frightened that she suddenly turned around. When she saw Lance's gloomy face, her smile suddenly stopped.

"Haha...I'm leaving first."

Boudica could only smile and prepare to turn around and run away, but how could Lance let her go like this?

"Stop, come back."

But these two short words made Boudica pause in her steps. When she looked back, the smile on her face no longer existed, only bitterness.

It turns out I'm finished...

Nothing could stop the sun from rising, just as nothing could stop Lance's plan.

Early in the morning in Hamlet, a procession is gathering.

Baldwin is wearing complete equipment. The full set of armor with some ancient empire style indicates the ancient inheritance. The brass color does not represent softness. On the contrary, the extraordinary strength gives it unimaginable toughness, just like its owner.

The broken sword was held in his hand, the mask obscured his face, and the whole person lowered his head slightly, revealing a solemn feeling.

Junia was also called back, still wearing the simple nun uniform, a set of armor on her body, a steel torch in one hand, and a holy scripture in the other.

The resolute look on her face was as powerful as the rising sun. She was not a delicate nun, but a fighting nun.

A five-man squad among the personal guards active in the ruins was called back, and they were ready, no matter where the lord pointed them.

"Let's go, we'll talk about it on the way."

In fact, there are still fifty soldiers who have just retreated from the front line of the ruins. The long battle has made them a little tired, but they are not there to fight, but to replace the navy on duty.

Although he said he didn't care, Lance knew that Hamlet's wealth would continue to attract those who were not discerning. The blank period at sea caused by killing the last batch of pirates had passed, because this period of time was enough for them to enter the waters around Hamlet.

There is no exaggerated navy like Totnes, but it is still necessary to have your own navy appear at the port to deter some pirates and provide early warning.

It has to be said that Hamlet's naval strength has developed rapidly with the strong support of those pirates. At least there is no shortage of ships. Now he takes them to the hidden dock in the bay quickly.

Due to confidentiality reasons, it was the first time for everyone to come to such a strange place, but the order was really unimpressive, and there was no chaos among so many people.

No one would ask where the lord would take them, not even to hell.

Naturally, officers are responsible for troop movements, and Lance only needs to tell them clear orders and tasks.

And Baldwin, Junia and a team of guards entered the hall of the old house.

"I'm here to say it for the last time. The next mission is very terrifying. You will fall into madness without even the enemy taking action. So if anyone wants to quit, I will not blame you, let alone laugh at you, because this is not You should bear it.”

Lance no longer had that casualness and said seriously, but no one wanted to quit. They were far more determined than Lance imagined.

loyalty!

As if sensing their faith, Lance changed his usual calmness and a ferocious smile appeared on his face.

"Then strengthen your faith and let us kill into hell!"

Without much nonsense, Lance led the team down. They did not see the cultists running out along the way. They passed through the ancient porch and came to the Gate of Oblivion with a bloody crack. Everyone was shocked.

The mysterious giant door, the evil breath revealed, the ominous red light...

"Let's go, the real shock is still behind."

It was not until Lance urged that they reacted and hurried to catch up.

After passing through the Gate of Oblivion, they were immediately enveloped by the strong discomfort, and they did not even have time to look at the surrounding situation. The physical discomfort almost made them fall into severe weakness.

Especially the guards, the situation was more serious than Baldwin and Junia.

Lance was not surprised. Strength and will determine the resistance to corruption, and it is difficult for the weak to bear it.

But Lance was standing behind them.

He took out the conch and blew it directly, and at the same time blessed everyone.

The abnormality in the body was quickly soothed, and at the same time, the faith was re-firmed in that voice.

Now that the enemy has not been seen yet, how can I fall?

"My body is as hard as iron, my heart is as hard as steel!"

The shout of one person was quickly responded by others, followed by neat shouts. Under the terrifying will, the guards quickly adapted.

The guards have a characteristic, that is, their will is indestructible beside the lord.

In contrast, Baldwin and his friends are legends and have the protection of holy relics. Although they began to fall into the abnormality, they quickly adapted under the power of blessing.

But when looking at everything around, I couldn't help but sigh.

"There is such evil under Hamlet!"

"Are we in hell?"

"Hahaha! Then I have fought out of hell once, and now I come in again, it feels like going home."

Lance could even laugh at this time, and his confident and relaxed attitude undoubtedly relieved their pressure.

"Come on, let me introduce you to the magical elves in my house."

Lance really took them home for a tour, walking along the path he had cleared before and introducing them to the "Demons of Hell".

Ecstatic followers, ascended priests, ascended witches, cult priests, and of course the disgusting flesh-and-blood creatures...