our family is gone

Listening to the maid telling the news, Margaret's mood gradually stabilized. She was not the kind of aristocratic lady who would just cry and scream when something happened but could do nothing.

On the contrary, because her mother died in childbirth, she was raised by her father, Baron Lawrence.

It can be said that I have been exposed to aristocrats and military aspects since I was a child, and I have a certain ability to judge the current situation.

If he is caught by the barbarians, he can basically eat the meal directly, because his father has a deep hatred against those barbarians, and it is basically impossible to come back alive.

But when she heard that they were prisoners rather than dead, and that they were still in the hands of the same noble lord, Margaret knew that she could operate.

Because in wars between nobles, the nobles are not killed, and those who die are the soldiers of both sides.

Usually they capture each other and then put them back after asking for a sum of money.

This tacit understanding between nobles has even surpassed the empire's system. Even nobles between hostile countries follow this and generally will not break up easily.

War is a game for nobles, and the stakes are the soldiers.

My father and those knights were executing the count's orders, so the count had to come forward in this matter, otherwise he would not be able to convince the public.

As for how to redeem the money next, how much the ransom is, etc., that is a game between the upper management and has nothing to do with me, a "noble lady".

But she was a little curious about this place called Hamlet.

"Have you heard of this place?"

"It's also going crazy outside..."

The maid obviously came back after making inquiries, and the rumors about Hamlet were also deliberately spread.

When Margaret heard the rumors about Hamlet's beauty, Margaret couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and the butler's voice sounded familiar.

"come in."

Margaret opened her door, and the middle-aged man who drove her car that day opened the door and walked in.

The butler's face was also a little ugly, but his warning eyes fell on the maid as soon as he came in.

As if asking her why she told the lady these things.

Looking at the way he hurried over, he arrived just as the maid came in front. This was obviously to stop the maid from saying anything to him.

Thinking that the maid just said that the news was already known to the farmers on the roadside, it was enough to show that they were hiding it from her.

Margaret's hunter's eyes noticed these details and couldn't help but question.

"Why didn't you tell me that you already knew it? Could it be that your father is not dead yet and you are so impatient?"

"This is all because Miss has been in a bad mood recently. I was afraid that saying this would make you too worried, so I didn't say anything.

The earl has sent people over to explain the matter regarding the master, and now it seems that he is organizing manpower to negotiate and redeem everyone. "

The housekeeper explained quickly, fearing that the young lady might misunderstand something.

It was absolutely unjust to say that. He was loyal to Baron Lawrence. He didn't say that he was just worried that the young lady would be irritated.

After all, you locked yourself in a room for so many days even though you made a mistake in the game and didn't win the championship. If I really have to tell you this, who knows if you can bear it?

The simple-minded maid didn't realize anything until she heard this. She was too nervous just now and didn't realize there was such a reason.

He looked even more guilty when he already had no confidence.

Margaret didn't say anything when she heard this, but there was a vague embarrassment on her face, and she obviously understood the hidden meaning of his words.

But in an instant, he became angry again and asked loudly.

"This is no reason for you to hide such important news from me! Your loyalty is not to the earl, but to our Lawrence family!"

"Yes." The housekeeper also looked confused, but it was obviously not easy to stimulate the young lady's sensitive emotions at this time, so he could only be scolded.

"Go on, I'm a little tired."

Margaret didn't say much, but when the two of them stepped back, it was clear from her thoughtful look that it was not that simple.

Both the housekeeper and the maid characterized Margaret's recent performance as being autistic because she failed to win the championship because of her mistakes.

But is she really that fragile?
I'm afraid not... at least from her reaction just now, it can be seen that she is definitely not the kind of person who is prone to jade syndrome.

There is a deeper thought behind her actions...

For others, marrying Alvin can lead to the enviable life of a noblewoman, enjoying the comfortable life of being served by many servants in a gorgeous courtyard all day long, or hanging out at different banquets every day. Enjoy exquisite food that ordinary people may not be able to taste in their lifetime...

But for Margaret, it meant that she was trapped in a high-walled compound and had to deal with people who had their own agendas all day long.

Just thinking about it made her hair stand on end. She didn't know who Margaret was at that time, but she knew that Margaret would never be herself.

So she was very resistant!

She likes to play with muskets, which are disliked by those aristocratic ladies, and likes hunting, which is considered an unladylike game. On the one hand, her maverick behavior is influenced by her father since she was a child, and on the other hand, it is just a silent resistance.

She wanted to tell her father that she was not a "young lady" who needed to depend on other people to survive.

She didn't like the marriage contract that was made without her consent, and she didn't like the life of being manipulated by others.

But she also understood that this kind of resistance was powerless, because she did not have the courage to put it all aside. The relationship with her father was both a bond and a shackle.

Her father was actually very kind to her, obedient to everything, doting on her in every possible way, and even in order to take care of her feelings, he didn't even have a stepmother. It was conceivable that he gave her everything he could.

The only conflict between them is that she is a woman.

As Margaret grew older, Lawrence's worries became more obvious and intense.

It’s not that there are no precedents for women to inherit titles. There is even a famous duchess in the empire now.

But the problem before Lawrence is that once his daughter gets married, the family property he left to his daughter may be taken away, which he cannot accept.

Anyway, it was better to give his daughter now in exchange for better conditions, so he approached Count Bastia, and then they had an engagement. Yes, this was even proposed by Lawrence.

Regarding all this, Margaret actually understood that her father was paving the way for himself by doing this. He was thinking about how to give himself a better life, and even considered how he would not be bullied when he died.

There is no doubt that in Bastia, apart from the heir Bruce, only Alvin is the most suitable.

But this kind of dignity is not what Margaret wants, so the two have conflicts.

There are many young ladies in the aristocratic system who want to escape from the status quo, and Margaret is obviously more capable than them.

But what makes Margaret despair is her inability to escape from this environment.Because Lawrence had already thought of this, didn’t she see that there would be people following her when she went out?

As long as there is the slightest movement, knights will immediately go out to look for her. Even because it involves the count's family's face, the eagles will also go out. Even if she escapes to the end of the empire, she will be discovered.

She is not the kind of person who takes action as soon as her head is hot. Patience is very important for a hunter.

But all the resources are in their hands, just like her hunting range is constantly shrinking. When the hunter encounters a more powerful enemy, he will become the prey.

Under the oppression of society and the environment, Margaret's resistance was particularly weak, and she was able to muddle along despite her interest. In the end, she would probably have to marry that Alvin, and then fall into the hopeless life of a noblewoman. middle.

But the scene that happened on the field made her think about changing the status quo even for a moment.

what is that?
Why can I only see it myself?
She was sure that it was not an illusion, the powerful pressure almost drove her crazy.

The strange behavior Margaret showed after she came back was actually more of a glimpse into her thoughts about that shocking scene.

What is the truth of this world?
Why are you alive?

What should I do?
She wanted to find the truth and the reason why she made the mistake in the first place.Such thinking led to today's shocking news.

It was like a lurking hunter who finally found his prey.

That guy Alvin led the entire knights to be defeated and captured by Hamlet, and even her father, who had always been invincible in her mind, was involved.

This inevitably gave her some interesting ideas.

Alvin is indeed a waste.

Also, it turns out that my father is not invincible.

And I became more and more curious as I listened to the maid’s description of the magical land of Hamlet.

If the glimpse of that scene gave her a desire for freedom.

So today's news allowed her to find her direction.

She wanted to visit this place called Hamlet...

The rising sun cast its rays on the farmers in the fields. They looked at the crops that were growing happily and didn't care at all about the turmoil that happened to the upper class nobles. That was not something they should think about.

In the castle, the maid carried breakfast forward, but she happened to meet the stern-faced butler.

"Don't talk too much later. You should be clear about what should be said and what should not be said."

"Yes." The little maid lowered her head and did not dare to say anything. She was a servant after all.

The housekeeper let her go when he saw her like this. Such an ignorant servant would have replaced this guy long ago if it wasn't for the lady's fault.

The little maid came to the door with breakfast. She called for a while but didn't hear the young lady's response. She was a little strange for a while. After all, the young lady should be awake at this time.

She tentatively pushed the door and found that it wasn't even locked, so she opened it directly, but the scene that followed left the maid stunned for a moment.

Because after looking at the room at a glance, there was no trace of the young lady, only the window that opened wide to the outside faced the morning light.

"Miss is gone!"

…………

There was no sunlight in the dark cave, but humans had their own methods. Lance took out the pocket watch.

Clocks have already appeared in this world, but due to the mechanical structure and the quality of the spring, the time is not accurate, and the error is relatively large, but there is no problem in using it to simply estimate the time.

He bought this from Totnes, and together with this, there were a number of clocks arranged around Hamlet.Schools, squares, military and other places.

The concept of time was originally monopolized by the church or the nobility. For ordinary people to know the approximate time, they could only wait until the church bell rang.

And Lance gave it back to them.

Because if you want to develop, you must open up the people's wisdom. This is just a detail that is so small that no one even notices it, but it also shows that Lance has never stopped pushing.

"Six hours."

I checked the time through the embers of the campfire. This time was enough for everyone to recover.

Although Wangcai was still dumbfounded after being transformed into a spirit body, there was no doubt that it completed the vigil very faithfully.

Although there was no night attack, Lance himself did not actually fall asleep.

There are environmental issues, but more importantly, there is uneasiness about the current situation.

Nowadays, Hamlet seems to be prosperous, but in fact he is just holding him up high, and he will fall down if he is not careful.

He didn't know whether his decision to bring Hamlet into the public eye was the right one, or what kind of attention it would attract.

But if you want to develop, you must reshape Hamlet's reputation and tell the world that it may have declined, but now Hamlet has stood up again!

In Lance's opinion, this level of difficulty is even more difficult than killing the ancestor. Destruction is always easier than construction.

Fucking ancestor!

The first thing I say when I wake up in the morning is scold my ancestor.

Lance stood up, and just the slightest movement woke Amanda up. The two made slight eye contact, and it could be seen that she was not asleep.

But yes, it's normal to have such a reaction in an environment where she could be attacked at any time, not to mention that it was her first time with the team. As a person who is used to being a lone wolf, it was not suitable and normal.

Lance did not show his emotions. Instead, he smiled and nodded slightly to comfort Amanda.

I have to say that Amanda was quite happy with it, and the uneasiness she felt when she woke up quickly subsided.

Lance's getting up was like a switch, and everyone else woke up one after another. Alhazred was meditating, and it seemed like he didn't need to sleep, so he couldn't see much change, but Boudica had obviously regained his energy. Come here, the momentum is very exciting.

The food was briefly heated with the embers of the campfire, and soon everyone was ready for the next battle.

"The pigs brought their meat here on dining trucks, and now we have to follow the traces to find the source of their meat."

A night of thinking has already allowed Lance to plan his next action plan. He always likes to be prepared when doing things.

The team set off, with Boudica taking the lead and Lance taking the rear, protecting the two casters in the middle.

The dirty environment of the den provided them with clear clues at this time. The traces of the wheels running over the toilet were very obvious.

They originally thought that there would be interference on the road, and they were all ready to fight, but what was unusual was that there was no pigman activity.

As they followed the traces all the way, they soon noticed something strange ahead...