Chapter 699: Rest

After Lance finished speaking, he walked out of the place covered by the halo, but he looked back at the camp under the protection of the sanctuary and suddenly seemed to remember something.

In the game, after killing the chaotic horror demon, he could get three pieces of equipment called [Burning Amulet] from the butler, which were probably obtained from these church legends.

Otherwise, the bodies of other church members were gone, and only they kept their bodies, which was obvious.

The importance of this equipment was also briefly mentioned in the manuscript, but Lance did not intend to break the seal set by the saints to get the things.

Because the existence of the seal is still restricting the ancestor, Lance will only break it after sufficient preparation, and then it will be time to attack the depths of the dungeon.

But following this line of thought... getting the [Burning Amulet] does not mean that the ancestor had already broken the seal at that time?

He vaguely remembered that these things were placed like this in the game, without the seal of the ceremony, without the cover of blood mist, without the sanctuary, and without those bodies.

Why all this?

These messy thoughts were rolling in my mind, but I could only suppress them now. I would know the answer after I went back to process all the information in my hand.

Unlike Lance, who was thinking a lot and needed to consider the situation, his words just now undoubtedly made everyone else feel relieved.

Even Boudica, who was eager to fight, was the same. The pressure they were under was too great. If it weren't for Lance who was in front, I'm afraid they would have collapsed long ago.

Maybe they were willing to go deeper for Lance, but let's stop here...

The team walked out of the red light, and the majestic Gate of Oblivion still stood, no different from before entering, as if they had never entered.

But the moment they walked out, even the salty and humid air here was much better than inside.

Passing through the ancient porch, climbing the winding stairs, and finally walking out of the room, they were completely stunned when they saw the light again in the hall of the old house.

Breathing became rapid, the body was shaking, and everyone seemed to be suffering from great terror. All the accumulated pressure broke out at this moment.

"We have to seal those doors, or we're done for! Do you hear me? We're done for!"

Amanda screamed, her words revealing a strong despair, and her entire body's movements and postures seemed to be out of control.

The more she knew, the greater the pressure she was under. She knew the horror of the dungeon much better than the other two, and she couldn't hold it back any longer.

"No matter how strong the wine is, it can't calm my heart..." Boudica bent over with her axe and gun, looking decadent as if she had lost her energy.

Audrey was even more exaggerated than her. She walked out and sat on the ground, muttering to herself in despair.

"Maybe I can rest in peace in a dark and cold tomb..."

As expected, she fell into madness, constantly saying strange words, and Lance walked towards the open door as if he didn't hear it, closed his eyes and opened his hands to feel the sunlight falling on him.

The back outlined by the light really revealed some unspeakable feeling.

Lance naturally knew their strong reaction, but the huge gap between before and after coming out of those places, if nothing happened, Lance would have suspected that it was an undercover cultist lurking around him.

Let them release, let them vent, and time will heal everything.

After several people vented, the ghosts and howls gradually subsided, and Lance turned back to comfort them.

"It's okay, everything is over."

Lance's gentle words seemed to have magic, making people relax unconsciously, and looking at the smile on his face, the pressure could not help but subside.

Amanda was much bolder than others, or she didn't care so much, she came up and hugged Lance, praying for more security.

"I was really scared, I thought I couldn't come back."

The strong pressure came like a tidal wave, even Lance couldn't help but feel a little "suffocated".

But at this time, he could only pat her back and comfort her: "Okay, it's okay..."

"Boss!" Boudica came over, "What are you two doing?"

Lance raised his hand and pressed down Boudica's head and pushed her away. After all, there were still people here, so it was not good to be too outrageous. He patted Amanda's shoulder and signaled her to let go.

But he did not ignore Boudica. He took out a bottle of wine and handed it over, complaining.

"I don't know what you want to do?"

"Great!" Boudica, who was a little depressed, shouted excitedly when she saw this.

"Don't drink so much. I won't care if you vomit on the boat later."

Lance smiled and reminded her. The mission was over, so there was no need to restrict her. It was still necessary to relax properly under high-pressure environment.

"I know... Boss, you are really annoying." Boudica answered nonchalantly, and turned around to take a sip. The spiciness and stimulation diverted her attention, and the alcohol paralyzed her tense nerves.

The interaction between the three of them made Audrey seem out of place. I shouldn't be in the car, I should be under the car.

This made her start to think about why she became like this?

"How are you?"

A greeting brought Audrey's thoughts back to reality. She looked up at the man and couldn't help but sigh. How long had it been since she had felt that pure concern?

"Um?"

Lance's soft questioning made Audrey react, and she could only signal with a wry smile.

"fine."

But he didn't react until he finished speaking, and quickly asked Lance.

"That... where is my antidote?"

The posture was completely gone from the arrogance and madness just now, but was timid. It was Hamlet who transformed a human being.

"Didn't I give it to you?" Lance was a little surprised when he heard her words, and then added, "It's the bottle I gave you when I came in."

Audrey was stunned when she heard these words, her expression was indescribably strange.

What! That bottle of potion is actually the real antidote?

Then what are you going to do?

Why were you beaten?

What the hell am I doing?

The complex mixture of emotions made her look a little crazy, her eyes filled with tears unconsciously, and she murmured some words that were difficult to understand.

"Did you lose it?" Lance couldn't help but ask after seeing this, which also made Audrey unable to think about anything else. She quickly rummaged through the package on her waist and took out the ordinary bottle of potion.

She was like someone who suddenly saw water in the desert after being thirsty for many days. She took out the lid and drank it without hesitation.

After all, she made it out alive, and Lance was not willing to embarrass her.

As if he knew her character, he immediately used his ability slightly. In an instant, Audrey felt a spasm in her stomach, and was driven by a strong sense of vomiting and vomited it out.

When Audrey was dizzy from vomiting, Lance used a trick and used his dagger to pick out a non-existent seed from among the filth.

"it's here."

As he said that, he immediately crushed it with the tip of his sword, completely ending this lie.

Now Audrey couldn't hold it in any longer and cried directly.

This made it a bit difficult for Lance to understand. Shouldn't it be a good thing to solve it? Why did you cry when you were doing so well?

It's just that it's okay to cry. It's better if you cry. What's accumulated in your heart is the pressure. If you cry, it will be gone.

Lance is still very tolerant.

At this time, the soldiers stationed outside seemed to hear the noise coming from here, and they could see in directly when the door was opened.

"Lord Lord!"

Seeing this, Lance didn't care about anything else, and quickly went up to ask.

"How long have we been in there?"

"Report! Five days."

Lance couldn't help but frown when he heard the soldier's words. The environment in the extremely dark dungeon blurred the concept of time, and who would care about this during a fight.

Five days plus the two days of cleaning the old house, seven days passed immediately. Time passed like a fast horse. Why don't you think he was in a hurry?

However, Lance still suppressed his emotions and calmly took up the topic and asked about the surrounding situation during his disappearance.

The answer is no, the cultists have been killed before, and as for the skeletons in the ruins, they cannot spread to this remote place.

Lance was both surprised and not surprised by this situation.

The surprise is that even after reaching the dark dungeon, the ancestors haven't moved yet. Could it be that he is just like the rotten fish of the Ascension Sect?

It was not surprising because he knew that the Ascension Sect had changed its name. There were not many people left here, and it would take a while even if they wanted to come.

"Guard here, no entry or exit is allowed without my order."

"yes!"

Lance knew that he had to seize this window period to do things as soon as possible.

A fast boat returned the team, along with a rotating group of soldiers, back to Hamlet.

They did not disembark at the port pier, but at the navy pier on the other side, so few outsiders could know about his actions, and the same was true for the troop movements.

These rotating soldiers have to go to the ruins front line to replace the fighting ones.

No matter how strong the army is, it cannot withstand the pressure of the battlefield for a long time. It takes time to relieve the accumulated pressure, and effective rotation can maintain combat effectiveness and balance the combat experience of different teams.

Just use an elite team to fight every day, and if the rest don't go to the battlefield, they will soon fall into decline.

Someone was naturally responsible for the mobilization of the army, and Lance and the team returned to loyal Hamlet.

Everything is normal here, and there are no problems because of his departure. It even attracts a large number of people because of the ruins.

Those who are brave enough can go up to the ruins, but there are many who are not brave enough and have derived some services based on this matter.

For example, brothels, casinos and taverns are monopolized by lords. The water here is so deep that even the big powers have touched it, let alone ordinary people.

As for fishing, gathering, hunting, or other work, everything here belongs to the lord, and unless you have an official license, it is illegal.

It is very difficult for ordinary people to obtain a license. First, you must be a local or have applied to join Hamlet.

This condition has blocked a large number of immigrants, but prosperity requires a lot of labor to maintain, and there are many job opportunities.

Among them, carrying goods with human flesh has become a good way out. The route from the city to the frontline new town is very busy.

The reason is that transportation capacity and resources are concentrated and invested in construction, so the missing part needs manpower to fill it.

Everyone knows that shipping goods is more profitable, but Lance is not a businessman, he needs to consider the operation of the territory.

In order to complete as much construction as possible before the winter snow season arrives, otherwise the progress of the project will stagnate when heavy snow comes.

The more troublesome thing is that there are not enough buildings to avoid the wind and snow, and many people will freeze to death at that time. This is not an adjective, but a fact.

Therefore, retaining a part of the basic transportation capacity to ensure the supply of materials to control prices, and giving a small price difference to make those who transport goods by manpower profitable, can be regarded as indirectly stabilizing them.

But there is also a saying here. If there are vehicles, or animal power such as cattle and horses, then corresponding licenses are required for transportation.

This is the rule formulated by Lance after many considerations. The artificial price difference is a way out for ordinary people. The rule is to restrict those organized merchants from taking the opportunity to fleece Hamlet.

The lord's will is against the invisible big hand. Hamlet has the final say.

After returning, the team dispersed and left, leaving only Boudica and Lance back home, but Boudica fell asleep directly, not even caring about the various filth on her body, which shows how tired she is.

Lance was also very tired, but he had to take a shower before going to bed anyway.

At this time, Greendale knew he was back and briefly reported the recent situation and the list of those suspicious people.

Lance didn't care much about some extraordinary people appearing here. He knew there would be some when he said that rules were greater than the church.

But the legion caught his attention.

"Did we spread the rumor about the imperial treasure?"

Lance was soaking in the bucket. The bathhouse was not open during the day, not to mention that he fell asleep when the pool of water was heated.

"No, we have also investigated, but it is probably just the fantasy of those adventurers. No traces of other organizations were found."

Lance couldn't help but smile when he heard it, "No matter who it is, whether it is intentional or unintentional, this news is good for us anyway."

The purpose of the ruins is to attract more people, and it doesn't matter if there is another rumor now.

"What about the Legion? Is there any news now?"

"They should still be inside the ruins, but the specific situation is not clear, because they went too deep and didn't come out to replenish supplies.

But they are very active in killing those evils, and they are powerful. Our people found a lot of killing traces."

Seeing Lance asking this, Greendale also talked about the situation at that time.

"We feel that the Legion is not like humans, but they have not actively hurt anyone, and they went directly to the ruins with a very obvious purpose."

"Amanda may know something, let's ask her later, she should go back to sleep now."

Lance couldn't hide his fatigue when he said this. He simply washed himself and went back to lie down. He couldn't help but empty his mind when he smelled the faint fragrance of flowers. He was too lazy to think about anything.

Greendale helped him wipe his hair, but soon found that Lance had fallen asleep...

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