our family is gone

Chapter 234
"The current situation is that our development and growth have made those guys of the Ascension Sect fear that we will destroy their plans, so they want to introduce an enemy to destroy our development and involve our energy."

Lance pondered for a while, and then slowly said: "This matter is not impossible."

"What does your lord say?"

"You write a letter, telling your father that he was deceived by a group of Ascension Sect cults, and ask him to send someone to pick you up." Lance looked at the fat man and emphasized, "Remember, this place is called Owendo."

Several people looked a little strange when they heard this ground. Everyone knows that this place is called Hamlet, but why it was changed to Owendo?

But they knew that there must be some arrangement by the lord, and they didn't intend to correct it.

"Owendo?" The fat man exclaimed, "Damn it! My territory is called Hamlet. I came to the wrong place."

The fat man now knows why there is a lord here. He turned out to be going the wrong way.

"No, there is no territory called Hamlet around. You were deceived by them." Lance glanced at this guy, and he was still thinking about his territory when he died.

After driving the fat man down to write a letter for help, Disma couldn't wait to ask.

"My lord, why did you change it to Owendo?"

"Because he's going to die anyway, the hostility from his father is inevitable, don't they want chaos? We just need to keep their target from Hamlet."

It is impossible for Lance to waste his troops on him. Since the ancestor made a move, he will push the boat and lead the war to other places.

According to the current strength, it is very difficult for Lance to win Owendo City, and it is easy to attract the attention of the outside world.

But if the chaos is caused by Fatty's father's power, it will be much easier for him to recover by then.

Not to mention that it can also take the opportunity to weaken the Ascension Cultists lurking in Owendo City.

The ancestor wanted to set up the target of Hamlet, but Lance set up the target of Owendo with his backhand to hit them, and hid himself behind.

"But my lord, if you directly expose the cult, I'm afraid it will attract the attention of the church."

Leonard is a little worried. If there is no cult, it will be the imperial nobles fighting among themselves, but now that they have taken the initiative to propose this, I am afraid that the church will also pay attention to it and intervene here.

And according to the usual practice, it will cause a bloodbath. In this way, it is indeed something to worry about, but Lance just laughed outright.

"Hahaha! This is what I want."

When everyone was puzzled, Lance explained something.

"His Ascension Sect can introduce imperial nobles to attack us, so why can't we introduce the church to involve them? Guess who is more anxious than us to enter the church?"

The ancestor thought that he was reluctant to part with the foundation of Hamlet, and he must help cover up the traces of the cult, but Lance's move was to warn the old man.

Playing tricks on me?I just want to tell you, either we play slowly by ourselves, or we can finish it together!
Without this courage, he wouldn't be standing here today, and he turned around on the old road.

It's right to think about it this way. Everyone understands the lord's strategic thinking, although it is a bit risky.

Lance could also guess their worries and couldn't help but comfort him.

"Don't worry, cities are different from villages and towns. Even the church can't just launch a war against a city of 3 people. There are too many interests involved.

Not to mention what happened in the clubhouse back then, it can be seen that the city of Owendo is absolutely corrupted by cults, and many bureaucrats belong to them. These guys will definitely try their best to cover up this matter.

I guess in the end, it is estimated that the matter of pushing a few scapegoats out will be over, but it is a good thing for us. The church can involve their energy so that they have no time to take care of us and gain more development time. "

Several people also understood the situation, and couldn't help admiring the lord's keen strategic thinking, being able to detect hidden plots, and responding quickly.

Lance's attention was obviously not here, and there was one more thing he didn't say.

To be honest, he is eager to go to war, when the turmoil will cause a large number of people to move out of the city, and he will be able to suck Owendo's blood to develop Hamlet.

Just like the rise of Owendo at the beginning.

But these words are against his personality, so they can only be hidden in his heart...

As his own life was at stake, the fat man wrote the letter quickly, and wrote three copies as instructed.

Lance took a brief look, and had to say that he still has aristocratic heritage, and being able to read and write surpassed most people.

"Do you have any tokens or something to let your father know that it's you?"

Lance looked at the fat man, he couldn't send a finger or an ear to him.

"Yes, yes!" Fatty hurriedly took off a ring in his hand, "This is the symbol of our family, father will definitely know."

Lance took the item, which wasn't extraordinary equipment, and handed it along with the envelope.

"Disma, I don't worry about this matter going to someone else. If you send this letter on my horse, they will definitely keep an eye on you on the road. Don't stop too much on the road, and you will come back after delivering it yourself."

"Understood." Disma took the things without any hesitation and turned around to go out. He knew that every second counts now.

It's just that the matter calmed down a bit just now, and the fat man returned to that state again, smiling awkwardly and trying to run away.

"Hahaha...it's okay, I'll go first."

"Those cultists want to kill you every day. Maybe the water you drink when you go out may be poisoned. Anyone on the road may stab you with a knife. Are you sure you want to go out?"

Lance's words frightened the fat man, and he quickly asked Lance for mercy.

"I don't want to die yet... Hurry up and send someone to protect me."

"I'll take you to a good place, and I think your father will pick you up soon."

Lance grinned, looked at Leonard and motioned, "Send him to a nursing home."

And the fat man didn't know where the sanatorium was, so he said cheerfully.

"When my father comes over, he will reward you very much."

"Take it away~" Lance waved his hand, with an even bigger smile on his face.

Leonard understood what the lord meant, and left with the fat man.

Seeing the fat man being taken away, the smile on Lance's face gradually disappeared.

I have already offended him, and with his vicious character, once he gains power, he will definitely make troubles to save face, so this guy can't survive.

It can be said that Lance regarded the fat man as a dead man from the beginning, because he was happy to see Owendo chaos, only in this way could he profit.

He originally wanted to let Walter control Owendo by controlling the food, but it was difficult and took a long time. Now the chaos has accelerated the process.

Old Ancestor, Old Ancestor, thank you so much, otherwise I would have nothing to do with Owendo...

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Grindel's palm twitched, and she clenched it subconsciously, but she didn't feel familiar. She woke up suddenly and opened her eyes to look at the surrounding situation. After grabbing the staff on the bedside, she calmed down a little. Her eyes swept over the tent, which was still alone.

"Awake?"

Boudica's voice drew her attention, and only then did she realize that she was actually sleeping on the bed, and the blind Boudica looked a little bored beside her.

"Why am I in bed?" Grindel recalled a little and only remembered falling asleep while chatting.

"The boss came to inspect the ward last night, and brought an extra bed when he saw you lying on the table." Boudica complained a little dissatisfied, "You sleep like a bug in the mountains. Not restless, you slept like a dead pig, but I didn't sleep well at all last night because of your noise."

Boudica didn't have so much scheming, but her straightforward character made it hard for many people to bear.

"Sorry..." Grindel was also a little embarrassed by this, and hurriedly got out of bed to tidy herself up.

Running away all the way put her under great pressure, not to mention being besieged by witches and launching a long confrontation, all of which caused serious damage to her spirit. It can be said that her will would have been riddled with holes. If it wasn't for the support of that hatred, I'm afraid it's already down.

But... I have to say that last night was actually the most peaceful night I slept since I escaped.

There is no need to worry about the hunters of the Gargoyle tribe, nor the beasts in the mountains, nor the slave hunters with malicious intentions, nor a madman who wants to transform himself into a monster. witch.

I'm afraid Grindale herself didn't realize it, and her feelings about this place have changed unconsciously.

"Let me check it for you." Grindale didn't want to continue this embarrassing topic, and got up to check Boudica.

"When will my eyes heal?"

Boudica is not only physically stronger, but also protected by extraordinary strength. After taking the medicine, her recovery is much better than those of the soldiers. The biggest problem for her now is when her eyes will recover.

I also have some thoughts about this Greendale...

"So you need some special herbs, are you going to go into the wilderness to find them?"

Lance looked at Grindale in front of him. Neither of them mentioned what happened last night, but it could be seen that she was in a much better state after a night's rest, without that haggard look.

"Well, after studying the patient's condition, I probably understand how to treat it, but some special herbs are needed."

"I remember that the witch has a medicine field, where there may be herbs you need. It just so happens that I am going to do a survey of the corrupted area with Paracelsus."

Originally, Lance was planning to go deep into the demarcated area, but Paracelsus had always been interested in the corrupted area and wanted to collect specimens.

There is no objection to this Greendale. Although she sounds a bit surveillance, she also needs to get close to this person to observe him.

It's just that when he notified it, it attracted the opinions of several other people.

"My lord, the town has just stabilized, and it is not appropriate to leave now."

"What if those cults organize another attack?"

"My lord has been tired for so many days, let me accompany the team to protect the two doctors."

Facing their persuasion, Lance looked very calm, raised his hand to suppress their words and threw out a sentence.

"The wilderness has not been fully explored yet, if even I dare not enter, how dare those townspeople develop the wilderness?"

Lance's words immediately left everyone speechless.

Many people are needed to develop the northern wilderness. The serfs on the labor farm are definitely not enough. They are destined to mobilize some townspeople. If even Lance dare not go in, what do you make those ordinary people think?
Several people also understood the painstaking efforts of the lord, he would spare no effort to rush to the front of everything, they only felt powerless and could not share the worries of the lord.

"Not only do I want to go in, but I also want to inform. I go into the wilderness to find herbs for the wounded."

Lance wants to win the hearts and minds of the people, and at the same time divert the people's attention to construction instead of worrying all day long. For this, he needs to show something.

"And you need to pay attention to the possible movements around you. We have to keep the enemy out, make some traps and repel horses..."

It's not that they have nothing to do when Lance is gone, on the contrary, the important task of protecting the territory has been handed over to them, and Lance intends to put the training location on the edge of the wilderness.

It can not only give those workers a sense of security, but also train them.

Lance arranged it quickly, and time was extremely tight for him, or the ancestor's move was like a whip on a horse, constantly urging him to run.

The three people and one wolf were directly pulled to the edge of the wilderness with a carriage. The charred earth was rolled over by the carriage, and a large area of ​​the field was burned, leaving only the blackened soil and turned up roots.

In order to eliminate the harm of the fungus, Lance spent a lot of manpower and material resources, directly setting fire to this area.

Through the window, I can see that the ruins of the farm have been cleared away, the granary was emptied and returned to the town, and the cattle, sheep, pigs and chickens were also distributed to three other basic farms for breeding, and the eggs were no longer placed in one. basket.

All the serfs who were working on the farm were arranged to open up the wilderness.

For example, building new camps, cutting wood to burn charcoal, and repairing roads require going deep into the wilderness with certain risks.

They were naturally unwilling, but Lance didn't care what they thought, and neither did the whip.

When the last batch of serfs became regulars, the labor farm became a place where people who made mistakes entered, so the previously formulated treatment was also changed.

The treatment of these people is considered to be the worst in the town, and the food is naturally not much better. The standard Lance gives them is just enough to eat, but don't try to eat well, unless they have made special contributions or outstanding work performance.

These serfs worked for [-] hours from morning to night, without giving them any time to stop and think, they were completely used as consumables.

But what's a little funny is that having something to eat and a place to live in is something they couldn't even imagine when they fled.

He went to inspect and found that the condition of the serfs who attacked the convoy was even better than when they fled.

Human beings once again showed strong adaptability, just like the weeds on the side of the road, no matter how many times they are run over, they will still grow if they have a chance.

Uh... To be honest, Lance didn't expect this kind of situation, which made him wonder if his treatment was too good.

However, after investigation, no one found any resources for those serfs. Instead, they caught a few little mice that were eroding the resources of the territory.

Anyway, now that there are enough manpower, Lance simply took the opportunity to implicate the original team leader, completely dismissed the old farm guards, demoted them to serfs, and instead promoted a few serfs who performed well to take over management.

These guys were originally oppressing other serfs, but now they are also becoming serfs, and they will definitely suffer.

Seeing this scene, these newly promoted managers may exploit other serfs even more cruelly.

But Lance doesn't care, he just needs these serfs to carry out his orders.

　Thank you [A Yu] for the reward of 100.

　　Thank you for your monthly pass.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)