Our family is in decline

Now it was the woman's turn to look a little hesitant. Thinking of Lance's smile just now, which was something she had never dared to ask for, she couldn't help but tremble when she faced his compassionate face.

"I'm sorry, we're late." Lance fearlessly stepped forward to seize the opportunity to hug the woman, and softly comforted: "Those things won't happen again in the future, I will protect you, and I will make sure you have enough to eat. Rice, I will..."

As she spoke, she secretly gave her a weak "blessing", and a warm current emerged from the bottom of the woman's heart, awakening the long-dried tears. She suddenly burst into tears and cried out of control, and the iron piece in her hand also followed. fell to the ground.

Leonard couldn't help but be frightened when he saw this scene, and his hand holding the sword hilt couldn't help but tighten.

He remembered the image of the Virgin holding the Son of Mercy that he saw in the church when he was a child. At this moment, it actually overlapped with Lance.

Is this the savior!

Even the rough-and-tumble Disma was greatly shocked. No noble would ever be willing to get close to a dirty commoner, let alone hug him.

Nobles can never make mistakes, but this man chose to take on responsibilities that did not belong to him, admit his mistakes to the common people, and even allowed them to beat and scold him.

At this time, Disma only felt a steady stream of strength emerging from his already somewhat tired body. He knew that he would definitely follow the lord's glory to obtain salvation!

Seeing that he was almost there, Lance stopped pretending and let go of the woman.

To be honest, he grew up in modern society with a bit of mysophobia, and he still resents women's dirty and tattered clothes touching his body, not to mention the sour smell on his body, but in order to create a character, he can only stick to it Get on.

After comforting the woman, Lance came to the bed and looked at the man lying on it.

His beard and hair were gray, and he looked very old at first sight. His face was as pale as a dead person, his right eye was covered by a black eyepatch, and there was an obvious wound on his right shoulder, which was covered with a rag.

Lance frowned and opened the rag to reveal the festering wound inside.

"Still alive~" Disma was a little surprised.

Yes, if an ordinary person had such a serious injury and endured so many days of pain, he would have died a long time ago. Now this person is still alive. Although his breath is so weak that it is almost imperceptible, there are indeed signs of life.

"She is taking care of him, otherwise no matter how strong his physique is, he will not be able to defeat the scythe of death." Lance looked at the surrounding environment and commented, then turned to look at the woman, "Why did you save him?"

Are women crazy?

In the eyes of the townspeople, she was really crazy after everything she had experienced. Otherwise, how could she want to save others when she couldn't even eat herself~

But Lance could feel that she was more like falling into some kind of hysteria, pouring her feelings for her dead husband and son into this mercenary.

The fact that he is not dead means that his husband and son are still alive.

But in fact, she also knew that this was just emotional sustenance. Now that she had been disturbed by Lance, she recognized the fact, otherwise she would not have collapsed and cried.

"Because he saved my son..."

As the woman spoke slowly, Lance and the other three also heard stories that were somewhat different from the store clerk's.

The bandits did not attack the town at the beginning. Before that, they suddenly appeared on the old road and robbed passing caravans. Those caravans recruited mercenary guards for safety. This actually stimulated the town's economy. Many mercenaries came here to make a living.

It's just that bandits suddenly started attacking the town more than half a month ago, and the mayor recruited men directly from the townspeople. The woman's husband was one of the people who was recruited by the mayor to serve as a militiaman.

There was a team of knights and priests from the church in the town. Although they were not dispatched, they were still a deterrent. Together with the mercenaries who came to make a living and the militiamen forcibly recruited by the mayor, they really resisted the bandits' attack from the beginning. , there was a tug of war between the two.

One of these mercenaries was an experienced veteran. While the other mercenaries were having fun, he organized militiamen and townspeople in the square to explain his training methods. Anyone who wanted to learn about self-protection skills was encouraged to participate.

Until one day, the war started without any warning. However, this time the bandits brought a few cannons from nowhere, directly defeated the town's defense force, broke in, burned, killed and looted.

The knights of the church retreated to the church, the mayor ran away, and the woman's husband died and was torn apart by cannonballs in the first confrontation.

Only the veterans were left to lead the remaining militia to organize defenses and cover the retreat of the townspeople.

During the battle, the veteran tried to protect her son and was stabbed through the right shoulder by the bandits with a sword. However, a shell hit eventually took away her son's life, and the veteran fell on the battlefield.

She did not follow those people to escape, but took advantage of the chaos to drag the veteran back under the ruins of the collapsed building to escape the bandits.

After the bandits left, they dragged the veteran back home, and of course... his son.

Lance followed the woman's gaze and looked at the straw mat covering the corner of the room. He hadn't noticed it just now, but now he knew what was inside. It seemed that this was the source of the stench.

Lance sighed and opened the straw mat under the gaze of several people. The long-decomposed corpse appeared in front of everyone. The skeleton looked like it was only six or seven years old.

I have to say that the impact was very strong. Even though Lance was mentally prepared, this moment still made him realize the cruelty of this world.

That's the fear of death~

When Disma saw the child's body, he was even more excited than Lance, gnashing his teeth and shouting.

"I must slit their throats!"

However, Lance did not mean to be frightened by this. Instead, he turned back to look at the crowd and said sternly:

"Anger will blind your eyes, calmness is our sharp blade to kill evil."

Disma's excitement subsided, and then Lance turned to look at the woman, "The dead have passed away, but the living still need to live. Now please let us give our children the final peace."

Tears filled the woman's eyes again as she looked at the corpse. Finally, she nodded in agreement, but the next second she turned her head and covered her face in tears.

"No~ma'am, please look over here."

Lance guided her to look at the corpse, and he solemnly came to the corpse, raised his hands, and muttered something.

"I will grant you rest~"

[Sacrifice] was activated, and the child's body was swallowed by the void in the next second. In the woman's eyes, her child's bones disappeared in an instant. This scene made her stunned, but she instinctively wanted to come over in the next second.

"Child! My child!"

"Don't worry, he has entered the kingdom of God. There will be no more war and death, there will be no more hunger and disease, and he will be happy forever."

"Really?"

"real."