our family is gone

Chapter 260 News
"We Roma are the wind of freedom, and we can blow wherever we want." Tamara looked a little weird when she heard these words, but some words were destined not to be spoken, and could only be pretended to be chic.

"Really? I don't believe it~" Lance joked with a smile, "I thought you couldn't forget me, so you came here to find me."

Lance's words were both a joke and a test. He still remembered that the Roma were good at divination and prophecy.

Because the road to the north was swallowed up by the wilderness, the only end point of this old road was Hamlet. Could this guy still be thinking about his ring and come to the door?
"Of course I can't forget you. It's because you lied to me that I became like this." When Tamara talked about this, her head started to hurt again, and her tone was somewhat gnashed. Most likely, she became like this now. because of him.

Obviously so strong, he pretended to be Xiaobai to tease himself at the time, so that he was exposed by the backlash, and then he was caught up.

Lance observed her reaction and suddenly said something.

"Are you being chased by something?"

Tamara's brain, which had been tormented by pain, suddenly calmed down at this moment, and her expression seemed a little unnatural.

But Lance said to himself.

"Geralt and that nun are chasing wizards but also rest at night, it is very unreasonable for you to appear there and encounter wizards first.

Most of the extraordinary ornaments on your body have dimmed their brilliance and have obviously been used, but you only used one in the battle Geralt described.

Moreover, the materials inside the carriage are very different from the last time I came in. You can't be so free and can't even replenish the simplest materials, right? "

Listening to Lance's analysis, Tamara's already pale face became even uglier.

She didn't mention her troubles, she was afraid that the lord Lance would drive her out if he found out about the troubles.

You must know that you have been severely injured now, and you will not be able to recover in ten and a half months, not to mention that many of your things have been consumed.

Now being kicked out can survive is a question...

"What the hell are you in trouble for? Who's after you?"

Lance was also a little curious, but Tamara didn't want to say it, it seemed like a story.

The more curious this kind of reaction is, the desire to explore the truth is hidden in everyone, commonly known as curiosity.

It's just that Lance is more concerned about the situation of the wizard than the empty story, so he can only suppress his curiosity and say something instead.

"Hamlet is quiet and peaceful, and the residents abide by the law. No one can do anything in Hamlet."

He didn't give a very direct promise, because he didn't know the enemies she provoked, but he still drew a safe zone for her.

The severe pain made her brain almost lose the ability to think, but Tamara still heard the hidden meaning in Lance's words, and was a little surprised and confused for a while.

"you……"

"Heal with peace of mind, and tell me what you know by the way."

Lance brought the topic directly, what he needed was the profound knowledge of Tamara's brain.

"I've seen that wizard before, who runs an antique shop on the inner street of Rat Street in Totnes, but in fact everyone knows it's just a cover-up.

Judging from his appearance, he should be a Levantine, and his genre should be a different magician. He obtains power by signing contracts with inhuman monsters. Of course, they are also the servants of those monsters in reality, and they need to be enshrined, otherwise they will be backlashed.

As for why I was wanted, I don't know. It should have happened after I left. I was also unlucky and strayed into the struggle between them.

However, according to the ceremony he held in Tucun, it seems that there should be a problem with his old contract, otherwise there will be no new monsters who hold the ceremony contract. "

Tamara did not hesitate, anyway, this information is not a secret, and it can be seen basically.

Lance pondered over the information, but it was still too general to be connected at all, so he could only bring out a few things he saw on the battlefield.

Triangular pendant, bone furnace, and a wooden box.

"Can you see what these things are?"

"Take it away quickly!" Tamara raised her hand to block her eyes as if she was stimulated, showing a strong rejection.

"As for?" Lance could only put the things away.

"Didn't I tell you not to touch unknown transcendent items indiscriminately! You have no idea what curse the wizard will leave on it, or there is something wrong with the item itself."

Tamara warned that she was so weak now that she didn't dare to touch those things, and she didn't even dare to look at them for fear of being affected.

"Okay, let's talk about those two people."

"The man named Geralt is a well-known demon hunter master on the mainland. His white hair and golden vertical pupils are due to the influence of the internal rituals of the demon hunter. However, his strength is also very strong, and he is immortal. Has great resilience."

"Immortality?" Lance suddenly became energetic. For the culture he experienced, immortality is definitely a pursuit engraved in the soul.

"It is said that he died once but was resurrected again. I don't know if it is true or not, but I did not see him aging, because his legend has been known in mainland China decades ago, but the ceremony The side effect seems to be loss of fertility."

"Ah~ forget it..." Lance suddenly became less interested.

How could Tamara not understand the meaning of Lance's words, so she could only give this guy a blank look.

…………

The master never let a traitor die so easily.

Catherine knew that if she failed, she would suffer all kinds of torture, even if death was not the end, her painful soul would be sacrificed to the demons in the abyss, and she would suffer desperate torture...

That's why she didn't dare to do anything. The huge pressure brought by fear made her dare not reveal the slightest bit of rebellion.

It was only at that time that Catherine, who was familiar with her master's habits, knew that she would have no chance if she didn't do anything, and the knife stabbed out with long-standing resentment.

The poison smeared on the ritual dagger ensured its kill, and this was taught to him by the master.

The situation was indeed as she wished, and the master fell, but the next scene made her swallowed by despair and fear.

When the ritual in her body was triggered, Catherine knew that she would not die, because death was already a luxury at this time...

Lance was sitting on the sidelines checking and flipping through the things in her backpack, which were weird and weird, and many of them were difficult to understand with normal people's thinking.

And at this moment, he seemed to notice something and looked up.

"woke up."

This sound seemed to have some kind of power, and she woke up in a state of extreme panic, almost jumping up.

Years of experiencing various harsh environments with the wizard still made her more resistant to stress than ordinary people, and her attention was instantly locked on the strange man in front of her.

"who are you?"

"I'll save you back, what do you think?"

Lance spoke slowly, his eyes swept over the woman, her skin was dark and thin, her cheeks were slightly sunken, she looked malnourished, but those eyes were very bright, revealing some kind of magical power.

As for Catherine, she didn't care about his gaze at all, but focused all her attention on this sentence.

save?Have you been rescued yourself?
Catherine looked blankly at the unfamiliar environment around her, and noticed something strange about her body. She raised her hand and saw that all her equipment was gone, replaced by a simple set of clothes.

That's right, if it's the master, what you see when you wake up is the ceremony.

"Thank you for saving me. Where are my things? I need to get out of here, or I will cause trouble for you." Catherine didn't mean to stay. Although she didn't know what happened, she must not let herself fall into a bald head hands.

"Trouble? Is this what you mean?"

Lance took out the triangle pendant, and the dangling triangle immediately caught Catherine's eyes firmly.

"That monster has been killed by me, you are safe now."

Lance played with the pendant in his hand and explained calmly.

Hearing this news, Catherine also reacted, the wizard could not let her go, the only explanation was that he was dead.

He raised his hand to cover his heart and felt carefully, and found that the ritual in his body had really been broken. He had mixed feelings for a while, and fell down on the bed in a daze.

I escaped, I finally escaped.

At this moment, the expression on her face went back and forth between crying and laughing.

Laughing that I finally got rid of the wizard and is still alive, and crying is the torture I have endured along the way.

Lance observed this person's reaction, and probably understood that although she and the wizard were on the same side, the relationship between the two was more like a slave and a slave owner.

Otherwise, she couldn't have reacted like this when the wizard died.

"I need an explanation, why did you slaughter my people on my territory and sacrifice them to evil existence?"

Lance threw out a word, and that attitude didn't give her a very good look, because he found something from the woman's backpack...according to the church, it was full of blasphemy.

Not to mention that he knew from Geralt what the two wizards had been doing on the run.

Let’s not talk about the previous ones, but the most recent ones held evil ceremonies on his territory and sacrificed his people. Counting those villages, they were his people. Lance was considered benevolent if he didn’t kill her with a single knife.

Catherine broke away from that emotion, and she couldn't help but look at the man in front of her, frowning slowly.

I seem to have just escaped from the tiger's den and entered the wolf's den...

"I'm not with him, I was forced."

"I don't care, you participated in this matter, the wizard is dead, but someone must be responsible for this account."

"I'll give you everything I have..." Catherine seemed flustered for the first time when she saw the hope of freedom.

But her words were directly interrupted by Lance.

"No, those things are mine now. You are not qualified to decide. The only thing you can decide now is to prove your own role. Hamlet does not support idlers."

This sentence undoubtedly covered up the freedom that Catherine had finally seen.

I thought it was finally flying out of the birdcage, but in fact it was just a different birdcage.

Despair flooded in like a tide, making her feel suffocated.

But the ruthless character she developed around the wizard would not make her obey so easily, and the look in her eyes when she looked up at Lance was somewhat...

"Why~ are you not convinced?"

Lance also saw her reaction, but he didn't care much, and even wanted to laugh.

Threats are a bit ridiculous when the power gap is too large.

Catherine instinctively restrained herself, but that thought didn't disappear, it was just hidden in her heart.

A transcendent person was born between heaven and earth, how could he...

"Take it."

Before she could react further, Lance threw the triangular pendant in his hand towards her.

Catherine took it subconsciously, but this situation made her a little dazed.

What happened?
"I'll give you a chance. As long as you can influence me, I'll let you go. If you can't, you can stay and make amends." Lance explained calmly.

Catherine held the pendant and fell into deep thought. She didn't know if it was a trap or something, such as inducing herself to shoot and then kill herself?
Is it just necessary?

And this man doesn't seem to like him, he is very self-aware about this Catherine.

So why would he do it?

"Hurry up, my time is precious." When Lance saw her struggling, he could tell that this person was definitely a gloomy, deep-rooted guy.

This urging brought Catherine back to her senses, but seeing her stern face, she couldn't figure out the meaning of this behavior at all.

In just two or three seconds, she thought about many possibilities, but when she met the man's eyes, she realized that he didn't mean much at all, it was the simplest, naked display of strength.

If he could kill the wizard, how could he win it?

In the end, all the entanglements disappeared, leaving only helplessness.

"Catherine is willing to serve the master..."

Catherine held the triangular pendant in both hands and knelt down in front of Lance.

She still chooses to submit, perhaps she is used to submitting to the strong over the years.

"Get up, there is no master here, and I don't have so many rules here." Lance smiled and helped her up from the ground.

It's best if she is willing to be obedient, and she is in a nursing home with all her tough bones.

Catherine looked at the man a little strangely, and the aura revealed was completely different from that of a wizard.

"Your crimes are hard to count, but since you were forced, I'm still willing to give you a chance to correct yourself." Lance raised his hand to signal, "Sit down, I have something to ask you."

Catherine didn't know what kind of person this person was, so she could only carefully sit aside, but she firmly grasped the triangular pendant. This subconscious action showed that she was not as obedient as she appeared.

"I want to know everything about that wizard, tell me everything you know."

Lance straight to the point, with a certain eagerness.

Don't know how the power of flesh and blood in the wizard comes from?Why does he appear around Hamlet?Lance couldn't sleep with these things.

"The first time we met was more than ten years ago. When our family was traveling on camels to the next oasis, we found a seriously injured old man in the yellow sand..."

(End of this chapter)