Our family is in decline

"Sir, this is the registered data. Everything has been moved to the front yard." Susan handed over a booklet.

Lance briefly glanced at it and put it down, "Have Leonard and the others come back?"

"Not yet, but things are being shipped back one after another. I heard they didn't encounter much resistance."

"Kill a pig, take out the wolf meat that was smoked a few days ago, and hold a celebration banquet in the square tonight. Everyone can participate. The bread and broth are free, and the drinks are half price."

Lance ordered that he would let everyone feel the joy of victory, enhance the cohesion of the town, and at the same time bring vitality to this dull town.

"Yes." Susan was about to retreat when she was stopped by Lance.

"By the way, tell me about that man's situation these days and what happened today."

"Sir, are you talking about Barton?"

"Anyway, it's the one I rescued before."

After Lance rescued the captain, except for leaving him there without caring about him after meeting him that night, Susan had always been taking care of him, so he really didn't know that the captain's original name was Patton.

Susan didn't pay attention, but told Lance about the past few days.

After lying in bed for a few days, he was invaded by bandits when he went out. He stood up in the church and subdued the traitor.

Lance listened thoughtfully to Susan's description. He did have some ideas in keeping the captain, not only to learn the truth about the original invasion from him, but more importantly, the use of artillery.

Although Lance is a modern man, he doesn't understand anything about firing cannons, let alone this old-fashioned front-mounted smoothbore cannon.

As for Leonard and the others, you could tell when they were fighting the Collector, and they didn't know how to do this.

Lance kept the captain because he wanted him to teach him how to use the artillery, otherwise they would be just a pile of scrap metal.

That's why I rescued him but didn't cure him, just to let him suffer a little to wear down his spirit, and then torture him slowly when I have time when the bandits are completely wiped out.

Now it seems that this guy is not the kind of born evil person. He will feel guilty because he retains his humanity. Those bandits have no humanity. They will only regret being caught and beheaded, but they will never regret what they did. things.

It's like the difference between being anti-war and anti-defeat.

Captain Patton's performance shows that there is still hope. A top student who graduated from the Imperial Artillery Academy is a talented person~

"Sir, are you looking for him?"

"No, you go down and get ready."

Lance didn't look too eager. He still needed to see the guy's reaction.

Susan stepped back and Lance picked up the book and went out to the front yard, preparing to count the trophies.

What good stuff can those bandits who can't even scrape together armor do?

Originally, Lance had thought about the possibility of missing extraordinary items, but reality showed that such a thing was unlikely to happen. Most of them were in tatters.

The bandits didn't have much money in their hands. The two large boxes of coins were contributed by the casino and the tavern.

Lance grabbed a handful of coins and felt that they were still wet, knowing that they had been washed.

But even this didn't wash away the smell of blood.

He opened his hand and let the coins slip from his hand and collide with each other, making a crisp sound. However, Lance looked as normal and whispered to himself:

"It would be great if only these treasures could stop the corruption in this other world..."

Suddenly feeling movement at his feet, Lance looked down and found that the female wolf he had brought back was rubbing her head against his leg, as if she was being coquettish.

Lance, who was still a little emotional at first, put aside his worries and squatted down to give it a few hard strokes. The plush feeling was indeed very pleasant, and the she-wolf also made a slight "purr" sound, and she narrowed her eyes and enjoyed it. look like.

He brought the wolf pack back and built a den in the front yard. However, this female wolf was very fierce and no one else was allowed to get close to it. Only he could touch it.

After these few days of contact, he may be familiar with the smell. Lance can touch it even without the head wolf pendant, but this guy is still very wary of other people.

Lance looked at the cubs, but they were still like that. It would probably take a while before he could open his eyes.

I started playing with a few cubs, feeling a sense of joy of new life.

Anyway, today’s harvest is big, and Lance doesn’t mind giving these few some benefits.

[Blessing] is activated, and the enhanced power flows through them.

The lazy little guy who had just eaten became active and made a "humming" sound in his hand.

"Haha~ fun..."

He didn't even look at the two large boxes of money on display. Instead, he was having fun with a few wolf cubs.

…………

Several large bonfires were set up in the central square. People were coming and going under the light of the fire. The tables and chairs that had been moved out were filled with all kinds of food.

Everyone seemed very happy. They had been having a really hard time during this period, but now the bandits have been wiped out, safety has been guaranteed, and the hatred burdened on them has been liquidated.

At the same time, in terms of daily life, everyone has food and drink, and the Lord has solved all the pressures of life and survival, and can finally laugh happily.

Everyone worked together to arrange the scene, and soon the soldiers entered the scene under the leadership of the lord.

Standing among the crowd, Lance said a few words as usual.

It is nothing more than explaining the victory, appreciating the few recruits who performed outstandingly in this battle, and inspiring everyone to face the new life in the future.

He didn't mean to disturb everyone's interest. He really ended his speech with just a few words and a big wave of his hand.

"The event begins!"

The townspeople reveled in excitement, and soon the entire square was immersed in the joy of victory.

The entertainment items in this era were very poor, which consisted of eating, drinking, singing and dancing.

All the tables and chairs in the tavern were moved out, food and drinks were placed on the long table on the other side, and oak barrels filled with ale were piled aside.

Young men and women sang and danced around the campfire, while the men held up their glasses at the wine table and drank a sip of ale.

"Fuck that bandit, die well!"

"You guys didn't see it. I heard from the soldiers that the lord killed those bandits by himself."

"That's your lord, isn't it normal to deal with those bandits!"

"My boat was robbed before. After the lord killed the boss of the boat, he recruited fishermen to fish. I only need to pay back the loan for two years to get my boat back."

"Yes, now there is hope in life."

Either vent their hatred for the bandits and feel happy about their destruction.

Or brag about the lord's achievements and put the lord on the altar.

Or just share your prosperous life.

Even those who are usually reluctant to spend money should buy a glass or two of ale and join in to celebrate the incredible victory and the improved life during this time.

And those singles with leftover money drank one cup after another, showing their generosity.