our family is gone

Chapter 9 Action Begins

Lance calmed the woman down, and at the same time felt the [gift] from the void. He didn't know whether it was because it was left for too long or because it was a child. Compared with the previous few bandits, there were too few.

However, it was all picked up for nothing, so I didn't dislike it.

Lance noticed the wound on her wrist. Looking at the dense cuts that hadn't healed, he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable knowing what this woman had experienced in the past ten days.

Immediately took her hand, took out his own towel to bandage the wound, and took this opportunity to explain his identity to the woman.

The orthodox heir to Hamlet's domain - Lance Hamlet

And Lance also knew that the woman was called Susan.

Susan was obviously a little hard to believe that no noble lord would treat them like this, but the testimony of Disma and Leonard confirmed Lance's identity as a great lord.

This made Susan feel even more bitter, why did he come only now~
If it was her husband and son earlier, she wouldn't have died...

Lance also noticed this, and looked a little disappointed.

In the game, he can treat everyone as consumables for customs clearance, and he should be like that now. He thought he could treat these people as game characters, but after really getting in touch with them, he realized that he was also infected by emotions.

"For hurting my people, I swear that those bandits will pay in blood!" Lance stood up and made the oath. Disma also felt a chill on his stern face, and couldn't help but agree.

"I will be your sharp blade!"

"Our strength is still very weak now, and we need to accumulate strength." Lance quickly calmed down knowing that anger would not be a big deal. He said and looked at the veteran lying on the bed, "He needs our help."

Injuries of this degree have already left the normal stage, and the bandaging that Leonard and the others learned on the battlefield is obviously not applicable here.

"Boil water in a pot."

They are all modern people, and they still have a certain understanding of basic medical care. Lance directed a few people to get busy, cleared out a slightly cleaner place, and then took out a soft lining and tore it into cloth strips and threw it into boiling water among.

After taking out a knife and sterilizing it, remove the carrion around the wound and then wipe it with a cloth. In this era without anesthetics, this kind of operation is basically fatal. Fortunately, the veteran passed out and became unconscious.

Soon the wound was cleaned up, the wound medicine that Leonard brought was applied, and then wrapped up with cloth strips.

Susan was watching Lance's treatment of the veteran, and couldn't help but look at the wound on her wrist. The lord in front of her would actually do such a thing for a stranger, even cutting her own clothes to bandage the wound of a "dead man" .

After this busy meal, Lance's remaining gift was completely consumed, but it was only to stabilize the injury. Fortunately, the veteran's condition stabilized, and at least his breathing began to become smoother. It's time to win.

More gifts and time are needed to completely heal the injury, that is to say, he needs to kill and sacrifice.

"The people on the territory are suffering, and we must take measures as soon as possible." Lance frowned and looked at Susan, only she knew the situation in the town best.

"I need your help."

"I see……"

The flames of vengeance began to emerge from Susan's calm eyes.

…………

The night in the small town of Hamlet comes very early. For the townspeople who generally don’t have a nightlife, sleeping is the only activity. At least they won’t be so hungry after falling asleep.

The reason why nighttime travel is so difficult is that the means of lighting in this world are quite poor, mainly candles or oil lamps made of containers filled with animal oil or turpentine, and the use of torches dipped in animal fat and turpentine for lighting.

Ordinary people use paraffin, while those nobles use beeswax, which burns without black smoke.

But for those mercenaries and gangsters their night life has just begun.

"Hahaha! You didn't see that, when I went up and punched a bandit flying..."

A burly man in the tavern waved his fist. No one dared to question his thick arms, even though everyone knew that he threw away a townsman who was blocking his way to escape.

Those mercenaries and gangsters drank and boasted in the tavern, or they almost went to hang out with a prostitute for a night, and some bad ones would even break into the townspeople's house and take women forcibly.

I'm afraid they didn't expect that such a good thing would happen after the bandits isolated the town. Although they ran away, they survived, while those who chose to fight the bandits died instead.

After a commotion, the mercenaries left separately, leaving only a mess in the tavern, as if it was almost the same every night.

It's just that tonight is destined not to be so peaceful~
"Aren't you going to play two?"

"Cut! Is it okay for me to find a woman if I have money?"

Today, the mercenary who had a chance with Lance walked out of the tavern, drunk, but when he thought of the women in the brothel, he even wobbled when he walked.

He was an idler in the town before the bandits came, and became a sheriff after the bandits left. However, the oppression of the people is still persistent and even intensified.

And just as he was passing by the street, a hand stretched out from behind, grabbed his neck and dragged him into a dark alley.

"Who!" The gangster panicked, but in the next second his mouth was covered with a hand, and he wanted to struggle but found that his hands were restricted.

Disma wanted to dispose of it, but was stopped by Lance, and instead handed Susan a dagger he had seized before.

"Go and get everything back."

Susan took the dagger without much hesitation. Driven by hatred, she crazily inserted the dagger into the gangster's body.

One knife...two knife...

The severe pain caused the gangster to struggle violently, but it had no effect on Leonard who was holding him.

"Enough, he's dead." Lance pulled Susan away and sacrificed the body casually.

After venting, Susan didn't say much, but the whole person felt more silent to Lance, but she didn't forget her mission, and took them to the next place as planned...

According to what Susan said, there are more than 30 sheriffs under the mayor, among which the real combat power is the more than 20 mercenaries, and the rest are all gangsters who are familiar with the local conditions.

If it is normal, it is really difficult for those people to live in hotels or guilds.

But the bandits destroyed those places, not to mention their indulging in wine and sex, and lingering outside gave them a chance to do it.

During the day, apart from resting, the three of Lance were still confirming the location of those people through Susan, and they were waiting to bury them tonight.

(End of this chapter)