our family is gone

"Bring it up."

As soon as the order was given, two police officers rushed out from the crowd, holding the man on the left and the right and escorting him to the stage.

"Do you have anything else to say?"

"Lord! It's not me, it's them. They forced me..."

"Don't call me lord, I don't have people like you."

The man wanted to beg for mercy, but Lance looked at his performance without any disturbance in his heart. His kindness was valuable.

The two mendicant monks stayed because the living were more useful than the dead.

It's clear this guy's only value is the price of being a traitor.

"Since you want to be purified, then I will satisfy you." Lance said something incomprehensible and turned around to signal, "Set fire."

Then under the eyes of everyone, a fire was quickly set up on the square, and the arsonist was tied to the cross.

At this time, the guy was shaking like a vibrator and couldn't even speak. The stinky smell coming from his body was obviously frightened to the point of peeing.

"I guess you are so pious, the holy flame will bless you."

Lance said nothing nonsense and threw the torch in his hand towards the pyre.

Lance didn't even add an accelerant, so it wouldn't be fun if the flames instantly exploded and burned him to death.

He just needs to watch the flames getting bigger and closer, feel the temperature of the flames, and experience the feeling of being trapped in a fire scene with no way to escape.

Lance doesn't care what the purpose of punishment is. He only knows that good people should live and bad people should die.

From begging for mercy to cursing, the man tried every means to struggle, and the wooden stake shook.

But soon everything was covered by painful screams, because the fire had spread to his feet and was licking his skin, devouring his flesh bit by bit.

After a while, the flames completely engulfed him, and even the square echoed with his tragic wails, but soon there was no movement, leaving only a stiff black shadow vaguely visible in the flames.

Burning a person alive may be accused of violating human rights in modern times, but in this world where churches often barbecue and corrupt nobles massacre civilians at will, such a well-founded trial will be praised by others.

Perhaps the woman and the other townspeople would have the pleasure of getting revenge, but Lance seemed very calm and just made a casual joke.

"It seems that he is not pious enough, and the holy flame does not favor him~"

After all, according to Lance's opinion, burning such people is a waste of firewood. They should be sent to a sanatorium to use the remaining heat, and finally sacrificed to drain out the remaining value.

At this time, someone came close to Lance, whispered a few words, and then handed out a blood-stained dagger.

After hearing this, Lance's expression changed somewhat. He didn't like this feeling, but someone had to face it.

He immediately picked up the dagger and turned around to find the woman and her two children.

"Ma'am, your husband is a hero."

As soon as she said this, the woman seemed to understand something. She subconsciously covered her mouth, her body trembled, and her eyes filled with tears.

The army has its own management system. Usually if you want to confirm that a person is dead, you have to find the body or other evidence, otherwise it can only be defined as missing.

Because of the chaos of the battlefield and the final wave, many people did not even have complete corpses. Even if they did, they were washed away by the waves, making subsequent corpse sorting work very difficult, and they even had to rely on relics to identify them.

So we can only notify the confirmed ones in batches. Now it's the family's turn.

Maybe they just thought that their husband and father were stationed at the port, but now the news has been confirmed, and they are on the sacrifice list.

Lance originally thought that he could be calm because he had control of the situation, and even the legendary monks of the church could only be defeated by him.

But... this was something Lance didn't know. His mistake allowed thugs to set fire to the house of a martyr's family, and almost burned them to death.

"He used his body to block the monster's attack, but unfortunately he died on the battlefield." Lance said and handed the dagger to the boy, "This is your father's reward for his meritorious service. He used this dagger to The sword has killed many powerful enemies, and now I leave it to you. I hope you can inherit your father's courage and protect your mother and younger brother."

The boy took the dagger and froze when he saw the dried blood on it.

"Please express your condolences. He sacrificed his life to protect Hamlet. We will never forget you. The pension will be paid on time every month. The two children will be sent to school to study. I will bear all the expenses until they reach adulthood. .”

Lance comforted the grieving mother and reiterated the army's commitment in front of everyone.

Instead of plunging the situation into despair, this news reignited it.

Men did not have to worry about dying in battle and leaving their families in misery because the lord was behind them and Hamlet was their home.

But some people are not so lucky.

Lance no longer has the patience to judge these guys one by one. He still has too many things to deal with.

"I will deprive them of all their rights and send them all to labor camps. Those who have family members who are holding public offices will withdraw, and those who have children in school will also withdraw from school."

Lance paused as he spoke, glanced at everyone, and emphasized: "Remember! This is not my choice, but your own choice. You are allowed to live because Hamlet has shed enough blood. I don't want you to Humans are still killing each other.”

After Lance said that, he didn't even bother to stop and turned around to leave.

Someone will take care of the rest. He still has a lot of things to solve now.

The beggar monk looked at the situation on the field and understood why this man had absolute control.

But why is he prejudiced against the church?

No one answered him, because Lance's figure had disappeared into the night, and at the same time, those people were doing what they were supposed to do under the control of the army.

At this time, Greendale, who had been observing the surroundings, appeared next to Lance.

"Don't you need to deal with those two people?"

"No, the plan has changed. It is still useful for me to keep them. This time we eliminated the power of the cult in the wilderness and entered the ruins, but we also found a lot of trouble."

Lance had no intention of continuing the topic, "How is Baldwin's situation?"

"The situation is stable, but Amanda is still on board."

"What's going on?"

"After the battle, someone from Sera informed me that he wanted you to come over because the Roma people wouldn't let me pick them up. I just know that Amanda is in a coma. I don't know what the situation is now."

"I'll take care of the rest. Thank you for your hard work." Lance paused and turned to face Greendale, looking at the pale face that looked haggard. He had been giving her a hard time these past few days.

The power of the spell caster is very powerful, but it is also very dangerous. The damage caused by frequent backlash and overdraft cannot be easily cured. She has also persisted in the negative state for so long, just because she is afraid of disrupting Lance's plan. "Aren't you the same..." Greendale sighed, raising her hand to touch the tattered clothes on Lance's body. It was hard to imagine what kind of fighting intensity could cause such damage.

"I'm fine, but now you need to take a good rest and be obedient~"

Lance activated [Blessing] to eliminate her fatigue, and the sequelae of spiritual overdraft were easily eliminated.

Even the potions inherited from the Lushou Tribe cannot be restored in a short time, but for him, this matter is just a piece of cake.

"By the way, this is for you."

Lance took out a deep-sea fish scale and handed it to her. This thing was of no use to Lance, but it was a life-saving treasure for others. If there is a good thing, you must not forget your own people.

After appeasing Greendale, Lance walked directly towards the dock. He needed to know more information.

News of the lord's return has long spread, but unfortunately their mission is to garrison the coast.

But now the lord came here and walked between them to meet the troops and militia.

The originally stressful atmosphere was suddenly swept away. This is the charm of the lord.

In fact, if Lance had not deliberately indulged, the mendicant monk would not have been able to encourage him. With his degree of control over Hamlet, he would have killed him as soon as he appeared.

Lance doesn't know if what he is doing is right, but there is no right or wrong in this world. Uncovering the hidden threats and maintaining Hamlet's stability is enough for him.

There were many militiamen and patrolmen who had been involved here from the beginning, and Lance roughly understood the situation at that time through conversations with several people.

According to their story, the origin of the incident was Amanda, who sounded the alarm and triggered the emergency mechanism.

But then she disappeared from the battlefield. According to Greendale, she should be on the Roma ship now.

Lance's investigation pointed to the other side, and after briefly appeasing those people, he walked towards the pier of the port.

The big waves caused serious damage to the surrounding area, almost turning the entire place over. The splintered wooden remains were the torn small fishing boats.

Mud has covered the entire dock, and many docks have suffered varying degrees of damage. No one has the energy to clean the place, and everyone is nervously preparing for war.

And this was just the aftermath. It was difficult for Lance, who had no personal experience, to guess how powerful the storm was at that time.

Fortunately, there was nothing wrong with those merchant ships. They might have been a little damaged, but at least they didn't sink.

Lance walked directly towards the Roma ship. From a distance, Lance could feel the surging spirituality contained in the ship. This was something that had not been shown before...

At this time, the Roma people on the boat seemed to be frightened. When Lance came closer, they attracted their attention. In other words, anyone who had experienced those things would probably not be much better.

Sera walked out of the cabin and stood on the bow of the ship, looking at the figure that appeared in the darkness. She couldn't help but frown and murmured in a low voice.

"This lord comes with bad intentions~"

"Sir, we are the ones here."

The words of the guard beside her left Sera speechless. She waved her hand and motioned for her men to throw out a rope.

Lance didn't care at all and climbed directly onto the rope to board the ship. He didn't seem to worry at all about whether there would be any ambush.

When the two parties came into contact for the first time, Sierra couldn't help but frown when she saw Lance's embarrassed look.

As far as she knew, the lord was a strong man who could make even the elders bow their heads.

What happened to him to cause him to be in such a state?

And how did he survive such injuries?

Amanda seems to have said that he left Hamlet, who is the enemy? Could it be related to the deep divers...

"Where is Amanda?"

Lance opened his mouth and went straight to the core. The Roma were not his people, and he had nothing to say nonsense to these guys.

There was no audience for him here, and he was more eager to see Amanda.

Because the origin of this matter can only be known by finding Amanda.

As an intelligence person, Sierra instinctively collected and analyzed information until she was awakened by Lance's questioning.

"What's your attitude? If we Roma hadn't counteracted the fishman's spell, Hamlet would have been destroyed by the storm. For this reason, Amanda hasn't woken up yet!"

Don’t you think that there is no price to pay for activating the ceremony on the ship?

She was involved in the Deep Diver invasion and paid a heavy price for it. She was definitely dissatisfied with Lance's cold attitude at this time.

They Roma people never have good tempers, and she, Sera, is not someone to be bullied.

Lance really didn't know that those soldiers definitely couldn't sense the spiritual fluctuations. Greendale came from behind and Baldwin didn't see it.

As for the communication between the church duo, it was just a fight, so it’s really unclear.

"I just came back and I still don't know what happened."

Lance's main character was a person with clear grudges, and his attitude softened slightly, and then he added something.

"How is Amanda? Take me to see her quickly."

When Sera saw Lance giving in, she didn't continue to talk nonsense. She took him into the cabin, and in a room full of runes and props, she saw Amanda lying in the middle of the ceremony, surrounded by strange power.

It looked like she was not just in a coma. There were even blood stains on the corners of her mouth that she hadn't had time to wipe away. She seemed to be seriously injured and on the verge of death.

"What's going on now?"

In response, Lance could only look at Sera aside.

"This lunatic used the rituals on the ship to counter the storm summoned by more than a dozen fish-man shamans. I don't know how she succeeded, but her spirituality was overdrawn and the rituals backfired.

This kind of injury is too serious. I can only put her here and use the power of the ritual to keep her alive. Once she leaves, I am afraid she will die soon. "

"Cancel the ritual." Lance observed the situation and spoke directly without much hesitation.

But after hearing these words, Sera couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked.

"and then?"

"Then I'll take her away."

"Damn it! I just said that she will die once she leaves this ritual. Didn't you listen?" He emphasized with resentment and dissatisfaction: "Before she fell into coma, she was calling your name, saying that only you could save her. , is this how you saved her?"

"It means Amanda knows me very well, but you don't know me." Lance was not angry because of the doubt, but said calmly: "Removal ceremony."