our family is gone

Chapter 173
"You have already lost to me once, what are you betting against me this time?" How could Lance give him a chance so simply.

Those who watched the excitement around also booed, as if watching the excitement is not a big deal.

"What are you afraid of, Winston? Take out your golden hammer!"

"Come on, didn't Winston's balls come out today?"

"That is, let him see the power of the golden hammer."

"..."

Already on the verge of drinking, Winston was excited by the surrounding words, and directly took out a medal and gestured to Lance, "This is the medal I won in the forging competition. There are no more than ten people in Totnes."

Speaking of which, Winston put the medal on top of the barrel, "Is this all right?"

Lance could feel the pride on his face when he said this, and knew how important this thing was to him.

Of course it's fun~
"Okay, come on." Lance smiled and held out his hand.

This time Winston became obviously serious, posing with a dignified expression, and the muscles in his body agitated with his breathing, like a furnace becoming more and more vigorous.

He didn't just quibble just now, but he really thought that he was too drunk to react, and didn't think that he was no match for this guy, and this time he wanted to wash away the shame just now with absolute power.

"start!"

The troublemaker on the side yelled, and Winston suddenly exerted his strength, but just when he thought the game was over, he found that the man was not moving at all, as if he was pushing a mountain.

Looking up, he found that the other party was relaxed, as if he hadn't exerted his strength yet.

This feeling startled him. He instinctively exerted force, and the muscles all over his body were tense.

But what made him feel desperate was that the other party still didn't waver in the slightest. What was held in his hand didn't look like flesh and blood at all, but steel.

Invincible... Desperation grew in his heart.

When the people around saw the stalemate between the two sides, they immediately booed. They thought that Winston was trying to tease his opponent, but they gradually realized that something was wrong.

"Work hard!"

"How hard are you on women?"

"You're fucking playing fake games, aren't you!"

"..."

Lance looked at him, grinned, and pushed him down directly.

Extraordinary power!kid~
The moment Winston touched the surface of the barrel with the back of his hand, his face was pale as if he had lost his soul, and his expression was dull. At the same time, the tavern was deadly silent, and it took two seconds for fierce cheers to erupt.

"Alas!"

"Hahaha!"

"Winston, you really can't do it~"

"..."

Various voices brought Winston back to his senses, and he looked at the medal subconsciously.

And things have arrived in Lance's hands.

It is made of gold, with a relief pattern of a hammer and iron felt on it, very delicate, but there is no spiritual fluctuation on it, that is, ordinary things.

But what is dispensable to Lance is a treasure that Winston can't give up.

Lance noticed the look in his eyes, with a look of remorse, obviously regretting that the superior had pushed this thing out just now.

"Take it back." Lance handed the medal back.

Winston, who was still regretting and upset, was suddenly stunned when he saw this scene, with an expression of indescribable surprise.

"Really give it back to me?"

"For a craftsman, honor is life, and I will not take away a craftsman's 'life'."

Speaking of Lance putting the medal in his hand, Winston held the lost and recovered medal, thinking of his appearance just now with an extremely guilty expression.

"My lord, I'm really sorry, I went crazy after drinking a little wine."

"Hahaha! Then buy me a drink, I'm fed up with this crappy world, let's go crazy together." Lance patted Winston on the shoulder to signal him to stand up.

"well said!"

"Serve the wine, serve the wine!"

"Old Jim, get your barrel out!"

Lance's bold gesture completely convinced the group of craftsmen, and they supported Lance amidst cheers.

Winston is considered an outstanding craftsman. Few here can win him by arm wrestling, and he was defeated by Lance. These people are somewhat grudges. A few drunkards wanted to prove the strength of craftsmen, so they raised their glasses Going to get Lance drunk.

Winston wanted to help stop the drink, but Lance never refused anyone who came, and poured glasses of ale down his stomach, but soon those alcoholics fell down one by one, but Lance was still talking and laughing freely.

After tonight, there is bound to be another story in the Furnace Tavern.

The night was long, and Lance's appearance was destined to be just a cutscene. After the fun, he would return to normal, and he finally showed his purpose and looked at Winston.

"I heard that a group of craftsmen have been dismissed from the Gun Academy's workshop recently. Do you know them?"

"I know a few, it's not difficult to find them, but why do adults look for them?"

"My territory needs to find a few skilled craftsmen to help me maintain the weapons. Most of the other people have stable jobs. I am afraid that only those who have been fired are willing to follow me."

When Winston heard this, he understood that the person in front of him turned out to be a noble lord, and immediately patted his chest.

"Don't worry, my lord, I will leave this matter to me. I will contact them for you. They must all be skilled craftsmen."

"Tell them that I will not lose my wages, and that my family members can also come with me and I will be responsible for resettlement."

I am not familiar with these craftsmen, so it would be great if there is a professional to help check them out.

Lance left the address and asked him to come to him if he found all the people. At that time, he would have the money.

…………

It was already late at night when Lance returned to the merchant group's residence. Compared with the spacious residence of Owendo City, the scale of the place has shrunk severely. There is only one storefront with a warehouse in the backyard, and only a second or third floor can barely be used.

But just such a small place on the edge of Midtown is already worth half of Walter's worth, worth nearly 50 gold coins. This shows that Totnes's reputation for every inch of land is not just for nothing.

The lights were still on, and as soon as Lance entered, he saw Disma come out quickly, looking somewhat worried.

"grown ups!"

Lance raised his hand to comfort him, and joked with a smile: "It's okay~ I'm such an old man, I won't get lost."

When I walked in, I just met Tiffany who wanted to come out,
"Why did you come back so late?" Tiffany frowned when she smelled the alcohol on his body as soon as she approached, "Why are you drinking?"

"Wine!" Boudica, who was dozing off at the side, raised his head when he heard this, and said in a daze, "Why didn't you call me?"

This guy~ Lance glanced at him and was somewhat speechless.

"How's your situation over there?"

"As you said, those guys want to increase the supply, but after hearing that we don't intend to renew the contract, they first threatened us to cancel all transactions, and finally relented and increased the price, but I have cut off all food transactions according to your instructions. "

(End of this chapter)