our family is gone

"Just here, let me warn you again, be careful with the people you meet after leaving Hamlet, you don't want to fall into the hands of those heretics."

"Thank you."

Lance didn't know if she understood the words, anyway, he rushed into the darkness quickly after leaving a word...

This Laura seemed to let go, but in fact she couldn't fly out of Lance's palm at all, and she would come back by herself.

Lance has always been considerate in everything he does...

After sending Laura away, Lance didn't just go back like this, but turned around and returned to the nursing home again.

Laura was not the only prisoner held here in this battle, Alvin and Baron Lawrence were among them.

After opening the cell door, he was not attacked. Lance walked in with a candlestick. Under the firelight, he could see a pale and haggard young man lying on the bed.

There was a bandage under the simple linen suit, and it was obvious from his weak appearance that his injury was still not healed.

Lance wouldn't waste his spirituality on them, as long as he couldn't die.

And Alvin wore two accessories that increase blood and defense on the battlefield. The price of thick blood and high defense is that he suffered more severe beatings.

"Alvin."

Lance approached, looking at the silent Alvin, he wanted to laugh a little.

This guy was arrogant when he woke up, but after being drugged by Amanda, he became honest, and soon confessed his roots.

He has no right of inheritance, doesn't see the earl several times a year, and doesn't even know the situation in Bastia as deeply as Lance.

It can also be seen that he is really not taken seriously at all, even Lance, an outsider, can see that he is the cannon fodder for Pathfinder.

But this guy thinks he's the chosen one to take over Hamlet, which is hilarious.

However, this kind of suppressed and suddenly released ambition can be used by me...

"How is it? Is it better?"

"Hmph!" Alvin had the guts to admit defeat, and said to Lance, "I have nothing to say when I lose to you, just kill me."

"Winning or losing is not a big deal, not to mention you didn't lose to me." Lance smiled and left him with a hope.
"What do you mean? Losing is losing." Alvin's temper was straightforward, and he did not shy away from his failure, but Lance's words also left him with a doubt.

"Think about it~ Your knights are fully armed, we don't even have better horses, and the equipment on our bodies is all tattered, and even the weapons are cut on your armor, so how could you lose to me?"

Seeing the fish entering the nest, Lance did not rush to throw the hook, but guided him to take the bait himself.

Yes!I am well equipped, and they are a group of rotten fish and shrimps, how could I lose to them?

No one wants to admit that he is worse than others, let alone when he is young and energetic, now that Lance has found a step for him, he doesn't even need to roll down.

While Alvin was stunned, Lance continued to increase the pressure and revealed his real purpose.

"You actually lost at the hands of those cultists. If they hadn't been harassing and consuming you all the way, so that you were exhausted before the decisive battle, how could you have lost?"

Yes, those are the cultists!

"Wait... a cultist?"

Alvin looked a little puzzled, and couldn't help but look at Lance.

He did remember that the Knights had been attacked by cultists before, and they were quite embarrassed, but it was only once. What happened?
"I heard from those soldiers that you encountered many attacks along the way, but we, Hamlet, never sent anyone to intercept you."

"You mean the mob that attacked us weren't Hamlet's people?"

“Because we were fighting those barbarians at that time, everyone was hiding and didn’t even know you were coming.

When the barbarians attacked us, they obviously saw you as Hamlet's reinforcements, so those cultists did everything possible to stop you.

And soon those barbarians seemed to have received some message and left with the cultists, and then you appeared after a while. Obviously, the cultists felt that they could not stop you, so they left. "

"But they called Hamlet."

"It's actually the same, because now in the entire Hamlet area, only our small town is still holding on, and other places have been controlled by cultists."

When Lance said this, Alvin immediately associated everything.

No wonder those thugs would attack us. It must be that the teacher's plan contacted those townspeople and exposed the Knights. That's why there were constant attacks, and that's why there was this failure.

That's right!That's it!
Alvin has built a whole set of logic, which means that he will subconsciously follow his own set of things when he comes into contact with Hamlet.

And Lance's goal was achieved.

Alvin's hanging hair can't touch the core. He is usually training or fooling around. He really doesn't have any valuable information on him, but his value is not here.

What Lance has to do is to make him aware of the existence of the Ascension Sect and the concept of the collusion between the barbarians and the Ascension Sect. His role will not be revealed until he is put back.

Because Lance understands his rebellious psychology, as long as he has an excuse, he will never admit his failure easily, so the words he said to him today will pass through his mouth and fall into the ears of Earl Bastia.

To be honest, Lance didn't care whether Count Bastia would continue to invade Hamlet, or he didn't care at all, and he didn't care if he smashed the areas controlled by the Ascension Sect.

Lance just wants to make them think that Hamlet is a piece of fat, and he wants to use their hands to consume the ancestor.

Because this battle made him realize that death is uncontrollable, the ancestor is constantly absorbing power in places he can't see every day.

His initial plan was a bit too naive, because he couldn't control all the places in Hamlet, and the ancestor ordered takeout every day.

Then just accelerate directly and step on the accelerator.

Exposing Hamlet's weakness to attract those greedy guys, driving tigers and wolves away, while he himself went north to fight Huanglong.

Even if those nobles really had the strength to fight to the gate of the town, Lance was confident that he could deal with them. Humans were never his opponents.

This is not arrogance, Lance thinks it is a kind of confidence.

"Rest well, you can go back when the ransom comes, don't mess around."

After fooling around with Alvin, Lance left the prison, but continued to move forward in the dark passage with a candlestick in his hand, and Baron Lawrence was imprisoned deeper.

Open the door and go in. Compared with Laura's attack and Alvin's resistance, the baron seemed very calm about Lance's arrival.

The sturdy figure was lying on the bed, and the bulging in front of him was the gauze bandaging the wound.

"Let's talk."

Lance seemed a little casual, pulling out a stool from the showroom, and his reaction usually represented his approval.

Among so many people, Lawrence is the only one who can withstand Amanda's torture. His will is strong, so it is no wonder that he can become the right and left arm of the Earl.

"You can actually save me from my injuries." The Baron did not show strong resistance. To anger others without being threatened is what Alvin would do.

"What's so difficult about it, Hamlet's medical ability is top-notch in this world."

Lance's words are really not bragging. Grindel and Paracelsus, one internal medicine and one surgery, plus his flesh and blood reconstruction, can even cure leprosy. What is his penetrating injury?
"We are discussing your ransom. I have set you 100 million gold coins. Do you think Earl Bastia will pay you?"

Lawrence froze for a moment when he heard this, and then smiled wryly, but the loneliness in his eyes was hard to hide.

He knew he couldn't go back...

Lance didn't pursue the question because of his silence, but changed the subject on his own initiative.

"Tell me about your operation. I'm afraid Alvin and those knights are too young to ignore some details."

Although Lance was probably sure that Wolf Warrior came this time to find Wangcai to complete the ceremony, but the ancestor's insertion made him still a little worried.

"No one can give you 100 million, but I can give you 30 gold coins. This is all my property." Lawrence didn't answer, but dragged it back, and his attitude changed a little.

His family situation is a little special. He only has one daughter, but he has a fief of a baron, and several fief knights under him have been brought out by himself. Without a strong heir, his daughter's fate may be judged by others. Eat and wipe clean.

Why did Lawrence do his best to support Alvin?
Because Alvin has a marriage contract with his daughter, and Lawrence lost his wife in his early years, the most precious thing is this daughter.

Does Lance know about this?He must have known it, or heard it from Alvin's mouth.

It is precisely because he knows that he will play this card at the beginning of the game.

Lance looked at him and smiled, everyone has weaknesses...

"Hmph~ are you kidding me?"

Lance sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, and his attitude gradually became arrogant, which was a bit like a villain.

"Leading a team to raid Hamlet, saying that thirty elite cavalry can conquer the town, but where is the momentum to capture me alive?
I want to leave after 30 gold coins. Do you really think that Hamlet is a place where you can come and go whenever you want? "

Hearing this, the blood on Lawrence's face faded instantly. To be honest, even when the cavalry collided, he didn't think that these bulk cavalry could touch his knights.

But the reality is so outrageous, who would have thought that Hamlet is such a wicked place.

Hijack him?
Lawrence also thought about it. Although his injury is not life-threatening now, a larger movement can cause the wound to burst open.

Not to mention the strength of the man in front of me...

It's unclear whether others saw him, but he saw with his own eyes that Lance casually cut away people with his armor, and knocked Alvin off his horse with a casual blow.

He thinks he is inferior to this kind of strength, and why do people dare to sit here like this?
Lawrence was not one of those impulsive young men, he knew that he had no chance of winning after a long battle.

"What do you want from me?" Lawrence knew there must be a reason for him to save himself.

Lance also noticed his looseness. It seemed that the loyalty between him and Earl Bastia might not be so strong.

"Tell me about your journey."

Lance was not in a hurry at all. The Baron and Count Bastia had not been loyal to him for so many years, let alone to him.

Lawrence didn't know Lance's plan, but he could only play with him when it came to such non-critical information.

The specific situation is similar to what others have said, there is nothing special about it.

In the process, Lance also filled him in on the situation of the Ascension Sect. At this time, Lawrence suddenly realized that he had fallen into the conspiracy of the cultists.

"Just now Alvin asked me about my opinion on this battle, and I told him..." Lance probably said the conversation he had with Alvin just now.

Alvin took the bait easily, but Lawrence could sense the trap in these words.

Even if those people were really cultists, the Knights were not attacked at all in the second half and remained in good condition without being greatly affected at all.

Losing is because you can't beat others. The battlefield always speaks with facts.

But Lawrence quickly realized that he knew this, didn't it mean that he would not let people go?
The face that had just calmed down for a while became even uglier.

A few words roughly figured out his weakness, and his reaction just now made Lance more sure that he could not let him leave Hamlet.At the same time, it was confirmed again that the purpose of the war wolf had nothing to do with the ancestor, at least not before this, so the conversation would come to an end here.

"Good night."

Lance got up to leave, but Lawrence spoke instead.

"I admit that you are very powerful, but you don't want to face the Earl of Bastia. He is not a brat like Alvin. As long as you ask around, you will know that he is one of the six legends of the empire. The barbarian conquest The Nightmare of the Mountains, the Lord of Bastia..."

Lance didn't pay attention to his words at all, and threw out a sentence before he finished speaking.

"I'm going to kill him, just with a knife."

After the iron door closed, Lawrence realized that he couldn't help lying on the bed gasping for breath, his face could not hide the fear, and no one knew what he had just experienced.

Lance is really not bragging. The double mutation of the champion strength wolf has been hacked to death by him. The certification level of these people is simply not proportional to the panel certification.

What legend?
I just killed a legend.

Lance wanted to leave, but when he passed by, he heard some strange noises, so he couldn't help but walked over there.

The flickering of the candle flames could be heard from the half-closed door, and the sound became louder the closer it was, he was very familiar with that obscene sound, and it was obvious that there was more than one person coming and going.

Good guy!Kaiyin will not call me, will you?
Without hesitation, Lance pushed the door open and walked in.

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