Our family is in decline

Tamara's consciousness seemed to be instantly pulled back to the conversation with Lance. The words that should have been forgotten bombarded her mind one after another.

[Full of lies, full of scheming, unwilling to tell even a single truth. ]

[What did I do to make you disrespect me so much? ]

[It's a pity that you didn't treat me as a friend, but chose a deal. ]

[You lost the last person who was willing to believe in you! ]

[……]

The whole person had no joy of breaking free from the pollution. On the contrary, embarrassment, guilt, regret and other complex emotions surged into her heart, instantly dispersing the anger and resentment.

It is difficult to describe Tamara's current state. She found the lost shame. Even if Lance ignored her and just sat there flipping through a book, she felt an indescribable shame. She begged and whispered:

"I was wrong."

It was just that Lance didn't pay any attention to her at all, and this indifference was even more humiliating than the humiliation brought by insults.

Tamara didn't care so much, and came up to pull Lance's arm and begged for mercy.

"Don't do this, I know I'm wrong."

"Do you really know you're wrong?" Lance was not moved at all, instead he pulled his hand away in disgust.

"Your identity is not important to me at all. I really don't understand why you Roma people have to choose one of the two issues that are not conflicting. Do I have any grudge against you Roma people?

Since they think so, they can just cancel the deal with our Hamlet. They want to make money and look down on me. How can such a good thing happen?"

Tamara froze when she heard this. It turned out that he knew everything...

"They asked me to do this. I didn't want to."

"Look at you. You are still shirking responsibility at this time. Can they really force you to do something you don't want to do? It's just making excuses for yourself.

Since you think friends can be traded, then well, as a friend, I will help you for the last time. Now you can go back to be your big man. My Hamlet is not worthy of you.

You don't want to be the villain and bear the guilt. Now I have done it for you. You don't have to worry about it. Let's go."

Lance's words directly tore off her ridiculous disguise. Tamara, who was still hastily defending, was completely speechless.

She seemed to be naked in front of this man without any cover at all, and the shame almost shattered her reason.

To be honest, the power brought by such a quick promotion to the champion and the compliments from those people did make her somewhat inexplicably confident. When facing Lance, she did not respect him, but had a kind of hidden arrogance, as if she wanted to find back the self-esteem she had lost from him.

But after this round of words, she felt that she was so despicable. Now the strong pressure almost suffocated her. She subconsciously hugged herself in an attempt to get some sense of security, but it was obviously useless.

She wanted to escape from this place that made her breathless, but she resisted leaving like this in her heart.

If she left, wouldn’t it be an admission?

"How could I forget!" Tamara took out a gold coin from nowhere and handed it out, "You said I was under your protection!"

Lance looked at an ordinary gold coin in her palm, his expression was a little dazed, and after thinking for a while, he remembered that it seemed to be really given to her at that time, and similar words were also said to stabilize her uneasy mood at that time.

He reached out to take the gold coin, but saw Tamara close her fingers and hold his hand tightly like a trap, and then hugged him.

Lance wanted to push her away, but she refused to give in and hugged him tightly, saying some strange words.

"They all look down on me, I just want to prove it to them."

"Those people are eager to see me fail, only in this way can they prove that they are not losers."

"You said you would protect me, where are you..."

Lance listened briefly and could probably feel that Tamara's return was not smooth sailing, on the contrary, she was under tremendous pressure.

In that environment, it was obvious that everyone was a villain, waiting to see her laugh, or they were on guard, and no one could confide her their distress, and now she complained to him inexplicably.

To sum up: I didn't want to leave at the beginning, you pushed me back, but where were you when I endured all this?

It was hard to say anything to Lance, because Tamara really didn't want to go back at that time, fearing that she would be imprisoned if she went back. It was his instigation and guarantee that made her go back.

But he didn't have so much energy to care about these things, and he really didn't care about her after throwing her back, and later he even cut off contact.

And now she has caught the flaw and counterattacked, you actually use my method to deal with me?

Lance's expression was complicated, but he certainly couldn't admit it, so he could only sigh.

"So even if this is the case, I will help you eliminate the sequelae. This is the last thing I can do for you. After the relationship is severed, you can go back to be your senior."

Tamara's words became more and more urgent, and she even had a clear aggrieved cry at the end, and she talked to herself against Lance's chest.

"I'm really scared, I'm afraid of wandering again..."

"Okay, okay." Lance patted her back to comfort her, "You have proved yourself."

"I won't leave, okay? I'll stay here with you."

Suddenly, Tamara blurted out such a sentence, which made Lance feel pressured and he couldn't help but deny it.

"I've said that our relationship has nothing to do with your identity. This is not a question of Hamlet and Roma."

"Have you forgiven me?" Tamara looked up and met that gaze.

"Let me go first."

"If you don't forgive me, I won't let you go. I'll die on you. You owe me this."

"Then just hug me. I don't care."

Lance was out of control. After suffering a loss once, he couldn't just agree so easily.

Seeing that Lance really picked up those books and flipped through them, Tamara sat on his thighs and squeezed into his arms like a rage, and turned her head back again.

After saying this, the pressure in her heart dissipated a lot. She closed her eyes and pressed against the beating heartbeat on her body. The complex emotions also calmed down. She was surrounded by an inexplicable sense of security. After a while, she fell asleep without knowing why.

It seems that she is really tired, and the mental fatigue is even heavier than the physical fatigue.

Lance also noticed something, but he didn't wake her up. Instead, he carried her to the guest room and put her on the bed.

You want to play with me?

He found Susan and told her, then turned around and went to the sanatorium. The pirates were still interrogating. When Lance arrived, it was basically over. They didn't know much, so they said everything they should say.

A key location was obtained, the Shipwreck Bay. The key reason why this place can become a gathering place for pirates and a place to sell stolen goods is the complex environment around it.

There are turbulent currents and reefs everywhere. Only familiar helmsmen know how to enter it, and even many people can't enter and exit at the same time.

The army that wants to destroy the pirates will be restricted by the environment. It is a natural barrier, so it has this name and is welcomed by pirates.

"It's this Shipwreck Bay again. It doesn't let people rest in the winter."

Lance knew about this place from the pirates a long time ago, but he didn't open the sea on a large scale, so he didn't bother to care. Now he really needs to deal with it.

"The target is the Shipwreck Bay. Let the Navy come up with a plan. And don't wash that pirate ship. Pick some people from the Navy to disguise as pirates and prepare to test the waters."

"Yes!"

It takes time to prepare for war, but it is necessary to conduct reconnaissance in advance.

The pirates who were simply treated were dragged to the port dock and hung up. When the cold wind blew, the thin clothes made them shiver. Without too many ways to keep warm, it is estimated that the exposed fingers and toes would become popsicles.

As for their evil deeds, they were also publicized to let those people know the pirates' sinister intentions. Of course, Hamlet's navy will also be dispatched to clear them and ensure the safety of the waterway.

Although Hamlet is in the northern border of the empire, it is still far away from the real ice field, so the port will not freeze in winter. For the army, the cold and heat do not affect their training.

The navy has always been an awkward existence for Hamlet, because building a navy requires too much preparation, from shipbuilding to personnel to weapons, so Hamlet's navy has always been lame. There have been few real naval battles, but they are used as sailors on transport ships, or as marines carrying guns.

However, after the ancestor was solved and the territory was restored, Lance increased his investment in the navy. You should know that Lance had found many interesting things in the treasure house of ancient civilizations deep in the bay before.

Although it is difficult to build a giant ship as big as a small island in the record at the current level, more types of ships can be built by studying those materials, and the current pirate clippers can also be modified.

It is impossible to hollow out the holes on both sides to place artillery, so artillery is installed on the decks on both sides. No matter how you say it, it is a gunboat, and the navy's training is also carried out around this.

Now they have received the task, and they are preparing for war. At the same time, thirty elites, who are also non-commissioned officers, have been selected, and the person in charge, Wilson, boarded the pirate ship with Lance.

Everyone changed into simpler clothes, put away the revolver, put a flintlock pistol on the waist, and held a scimitar axe in their hands, revealing a fierce atmosphere.

In addition, they were originally laborers, so the exposed skin was rough, just like pirates, and Wilson deliberately got a coat from somewhere and put it on, wearing a black boat cap on his head, just like those pirate captains.

"Do you all know what we are going to do this time?"

"Yes, Captain!"

Wilson has dealt with pirates a lot, and told the crew some relevant situations to keep them from revealing the truth.

Lance, on the other hand, sat at the stern in casual clothes, fishing with his hands, and was not moved by the outside world at all.

The light snow fell on his cloak, which was quite like the artistic conception of "an old man fishing in the cold river snow alone in a boat with a straw hat and raincoat".

The channel and route have been determined in the sea chart, and the pirates tied to the mast will ensure that they can find that place...

Tamara woke up slowly in Lord Hamlet's mansion. She had stayed here before, and basically knew it was a guest room when she opened her eyes, but it was different. At least there was no such warm bed before she left.

The modified kang was connected to the flue of the stove on one side, and the residual heat from the burning was used to make it not cold. The warmth even made people lazy and unwilling to get out of the bed.

She still remembered that it was daytime, and when she woke up after falling asleep, the window was a little hazy. She didn't know how long she slept, but she had to say that sleeping here was sweet, and waking up freed her from the long-term pressure.

She just recalled those things uncontrollably soon, making her make all kinds of strange noises inexplicably, and then she swayed wildly on the bed.

After struggling on the bed for a long time, she finally broke free from the quilt and climbed up, but she didn't wear those complicated jewelry. She put on a hooded robe on her original clothes and pushed the door open.

The cold air outside made her shiver unconsciously, and she had the idea of ​​hiding back in the room, but her consciousness was also sobered by the wind. She looked up and saw that it was already evening, so she walked out.

Lance was not found in the house, only Susan was here.

"Where is Lance?"

"The master didn't tell you to come back for dinner. If you are hungry, just wait a while?"

Susan didn't answer directly, but not coming back for dinner meant that Lance would not come, so there was no need for her to stay here, so she left with an excuse.

"No, I'll go out for a walk."

It was time to get off work, and the cold outside did not seem to stop their enthusiasm to go home. There were many people walking on the street, and the lively scene surprised Tamara a little. You know, when she left, Hamlet had just started to get better, but the civilians were also wearing rags, and most of them were pale and thin.

Now, although the clothes are still simple, they can be seen to be clean and tidy, and the proportion of new clothes is very high, and some even have fur scarves and hats.

Although the skin on the face looks rough due to labor, the complexion is full, at least it is a state that can only be full for a period of time. It usually only appears in those who have left the civilian class, but most of them are in Hamlet.

More importantly, they show positive emotions, most of them have smiles on their faces, and happiness and joy are overflowing.

Some children run around in the streets and alleys, making silver bell-like laughter, and the shouts of their parents and the rising smoke make the whole city full of life.

People are influenced by the environment. Tamara felt relaxed after entering the organization. Compared with the tense nerves in the organization, this is indeed a more suitable place to live.

The simplest one is that there are no beggars, thieves, or hooligans here, which is enough to show the security environment.

After walking around, Tamara didn't even need to ask too many things to confirm the rumors, because what she saw was not deceptive.