Our family is in decline

"If you ask me why she became a refugee, I don't know. I don't know what she went through, but I know that you were already dead when you were captured.

Bastia is not the one who has the final say. Someone has to be responsible for such a big thing, and most people can't afford it. If you want to make up for the loss of the Knights being captured, you have to have someone with enough status to be able to bear it.

But Alvin is the earl's son, so he naturally cannot bear the slightest responsibility for insulting the family's reputation. So guess what the earl can do to calm everyone's opinions?

There are only two people, either Alvin or you. You are already here anyway, so naturally he can only blame you for the collapse of the Knights.

Isn't defeat and death a matter of his words? And you only have one daughter and no heir, so even if I let you go back, you will die, otherwise your daughter will not escape to Hamlet to find you.

As long as you die, you can not only resist this, but also take the opportunity to reclaim the territory and make up for the loss of the knights captured. It would not be surprising to use this as an excuse to invade Hamlet. "

There is no need to even hint, this has already made it clear that his daughter was persecuted by the count, so she was mixed in with the refugees.

Lance had no reason at all for what he said. Simply put, it was just a conspiracy theory he made up.

But all Lance wants is to plant a seed and pry a gap in the trust between Lawrence and the Earl.

As for whether it was a lie, he didn't care at all, because he himself didn't know what he said, it was just a guess based on the situation.

But these words were very useful to Lawrence at this time, otherwise he would not understand why his daughter appeared among the refugees.

The only possibility is that she lost her asylum and was forced to flee due to persecution by other nobles. Otherwise, how could ordinary people harm her?

But Lawrence had apparently slowly gotten over his shock and started to restrain his emotions.

"I want to see her."

"Give me a reason."

The meaning of Lance's words is very simple. You are a prisoner and you have no right to make conditions with me unless you offer some bargaining chips.

"I can tell you the origin of that barbarian tribe. You will not feel at ease if they disappear in Hamlet."

Lawrence thought for a moment and chose the barbarian group he was chasing.

But Lance laughed when he heard it.

"Are you talking about the team from the Wolf Fang Tribe? To be honest, I don't think you even know as much as I do. What's more, they were all wiped out by me a long time ago, and the Wolf Warriors also died in my hands. I have What's so unsettling?"

Lawrence couldn't help being stunned for a moment when he heard this, but he seemed to understand something, and whispered to himself: "This is a trap, we won't lose unfairly..."

"Stop talking nonsense, my time is precious." Lance seemed a little impatient. Not everyone is as free as he is.

The cruel reality brought Lawrence's attention back.

"I have a retained property, which contains property worth thousands of gold coins."

"Then wait until I get it. She's been hungry for a few days. I don't know how long she can survive." Lance sneered at this and gave him a blank check?

And it’s only a thousand, so it’s better to blast the ancestor gold coins.

Lawrence almost lost his temper. He hid this small vault specifically to deal with special situations. These thousands of gold coins were his private money that he had saved for a long time, but they were not valued at all in the eyes of others.

"Forget it if it doesn't happen." Lance didn't give him a third chance at all, so he turned around and left without saying a word.

When the gate was closed, Lawrence realized that he had lost the chance to see his daughter because of his hesitation, and he immediately rushed forward, banged the iron gate and shouted.

But everything has been cut off. The ancestor obviously spent a lot of money to build this place at that time, and the sound insulation was very good.

Lance didn't go to see Alvin or the warlock, a dude who didn't know anything, and a guy who needed to starve for a few days to temper his temper. No rush, no rush...

But when he returned to the Lord's Mansion, he heard Susan say that one of the three people wanted to see him.

"The one with the red hair or the black hair?"

"The red-haired one." Susan finally realized that she didn't seem to know the names of the three of them.

Although Lance had originally planned to see her, he should have waited for her to recover a little, but he didn't expect that she would dare to come to him.

Isn't she afraid that something will happen to her because of her identity?

Susan simply added that she was caught by the security team for wandering around with a gun. Lance found that she was too upright!

It is conceivable that if Lawrence had not protected him and had a noble status, he would have suffered countless losses before he could understand the dangers of the world.

"Let her in."

Soon someone walked into the room. Lance put down what he was doing and looked up at the person. It was Margaret.

It can be seen that after a night's rest and sufficient food, the state has recovered visibly, and there is still a foundation after all.

Moreover, she must have taken a shower, and her clothes have also been changed into a set of Hamlet clothes. She looks like a budding girl, but she still needs to develop.

"So what do you want from me?" A smile appeared on Lance's face and a name came out of his mouth, "Miss Margaret."

After saying this name, it was obvious that Lance didn't mean to talk nonsense with her, but directly revealed her identity.

This caught Margaret, who originally thought she was not exposed, off guard. She was stunned and completely forgot what she was going to say.

"Sit down, don't be nervous." Lance gestured for her to sit down and talk, breaking the strange atmosphere.

"You know?" Margaret came back to her senses and spoke with a vigilant expression.

"Wrong." Lance corrected her small mistake, "Everyone knows that you are the daughter of Baron Lawrence."

"Ah! This..." Margaret could only react like this in the end.

Daqing just thought it was well hidden, but in fact it was exposed long ago.

"Then why don't you catch me?"

"Why should I arrest you?"

"Of course because I am Lawrence's daughter."

"What does that have to do with me?"

"..." This sentence confused Margaret, and she instinctively retorted in the next second: "But you arrested my father!"

"That's why he led the knights to invade Hamlet and was defeated by us, so he was captured. You didn't lead the invasion, why should I arrest you?"

"It seems right..." Why did Margaret feel like something was wrong? But I couldn’t say it.

"Sit down." Lance motioned to the chair opposite again, and this time Margaret sat down in a daze.

Looking at her, Lance couldn't help but smile and took the initiative to change the subject, "How does it feel to be here in Hamlet?"

"Um... I have a very strange feeling..."

Lance laughed when he heard it, and directly pointed out the key sentence, "Are you not used to the smell of fermented feces?"

Not to mention, Margaret suddenly realized that it really didn't have that kind of smell. No wonder she always felt like something was missing when she was walking around the street.

It turns out that there is no excrement all over the floor and the stench produced by its fermentation. It is unavoidable in the busiest main street of Bastia, but it is not found in this small town.

At the same time, Margaret couldn't help but look around. The castle in her own home would inevitably have a smell, but there was no small house here?

"Is the toilet so useful?"

"Oh~ you still know this?"

"Auntie told us this, and..."

As Margaret spoke, she mentioned the characteristics of Hamlet, which inevitably brought up the incident of her being caught on the street with a gun.

Lance didn't mind giving her some pointers on this.

“Rules have never existed to protect the weak, but to protect society as a whole.

For example, when Lawrence was still there, you were the daughter of a baron, but now that Lawrence was arrested, you immediately lost your asylum. Your strength and weakness were reversed instantly, and you almost died several times along the way. Do you like this free environment? "

Margaret was lost in thought, and it was clear that this was another perspective on the problem.

Susan was explaining it from the perspective of an ordinary person, while Lance was obviously explaining from the perspective of a ruler why such rules were enacted.

Lance dislikes the so-called social Darwin, because you can't always be strong, and there will always be someone stronger than you.

The consequence of falling into this trap is endless hatred and war. The reality has demonstrated this consequence in each historical period.

If you still do this after seeing the consequences, what is the role of history?

Therefore, what Lance promotes in Hamlet is collectivism, emphasizing unity, order, and stability.

Most of Hamlet's current jobs are provided by the lords. Under the leadership of the planned economy and planned labor, this uncontaminated structure shows great vitality.

There are actually very few people who can receive wages. Most of them work in exchange for food, identity and land that will belong to them in 1 to 3 years.

Only technical jobs such as soldiers, police officers, civil servants, craftsmen and researchers or those that need to bear clear responsibilities have clear wages. The rest are mostly scattered and dangerous jobs, driven by profits.

For example, the initial large-scale development of the wilderness killed and injured many people. Panic spread and many people were unwilling to go. Even if all the reform-through-labor prisoners were brought in, there was still a lack of labor.

Later, I had to give them how much money I had for a day before anyone would be willing to join. After all, what would you do if you didn’t give me money?

It was not until the outpost was captured that things became much more stable, and the refugees received were released for development, which alleviated the labor shortage problem and opened up the situation.

But these refugees have no money to take. They develop in the wilderness more for the sake of food and the hope for the future.

Lance arranged work for them, kept them fed, clothed and in a safe place, and used rules to maintain a stable environment.

Otherwise, if we accept so many refugees but let them go, I am afraid that Hamlet would have become the ancestor's blood bag by now.

But these are obviously not topics that should be discussed with Margaret.

"So why are you looking for me?"

Lance's words finally awakened Margaret's purpose of coming here, and she blurted out without hesitation, "I want to know about my father."

Lance did not rush to answer, but asked a very interesting question.

"Assuming your identity is not exposed, what should you tell me to find out about Lawrence without revealing your identity?"

If she dares to speak like this now, her identity has been exposed, but what if she hasn't?

Margaret didn't know what Lance meant, but she still said what she had prepared before.

"Then I'll say that I'm from the Baron and I'm here to negotiate a ransom."

"You've already exposed yourself by saying this." Lance smiled and shook his head slowly, still too young.

At this age, in this appearance, and in this way, who comes to Hamlet? Who would believe what you say?

She didn't know what Lance meant if he didn't say anything, but she felt somewhat slighted. She also had a temper, right?

"What are you going to do to let my father go?" Margaret's straightforward character didn't like playing tricks, so she spoke directly.

"That's another topic. Now we're talking about what you want to know about Lawrence." The smile on Lance's face began to have a playful tone, "I can arrange for you to meet, but how do you convince him? And me?"

"I have money!" Margaret took out the money bag from the pocket on her waist. As she shook it, she could hear the sweet sound of the gold coins in it. "Here are twenty-three gold coins."

Lance was really laughing to death. How could he reveal his trump card directly at the beginning? If he used some tricks, he could trick her into losing her pants.

What's more, this amount of money is not even a fraction of Lawrence's price. You, the only daughter of a powerful baron, only have this amount of money?

"How can you say that they are all nobles and only have this little money?"

"It was too hasty to come out...but this is a lot!" Margaret was also a little embarrassed and wanted to emphasize something.

But in fact, this is her saved private money, and most of it is here.

Although she is the daughter of a baron, the money from the territory has never been in her hands, and she used to have enough food and clothing to talk to her about anything, so she doesn't care about money at all.

Now that I have fallen to this point, I understand the importance of money.

But Margaret is not stupid and knows who has money.

"As long as you can release your father, I can make him give you money."

Lance was even more upset when he heard this, so he grabbed Lawrence as his father and caused trouble, right? Now that Lawrence is locked up, he started to explode the old man's gold coins, right?

"Okay, okay~" Lance suppressed a smile, fearing that she would laugh to death if he continued talking. It was unethical to tease fools, so he stated the request directly.

"I can let you meet Lawrence, but I want to know why you left the territory and were hunted by eagles, and how did you become a refugee and become like this?"

To be honest, Lance was a little curious as to why Margaret appeared among the refugees.

When it comes to this, even Margaret, who has a straightforward personality, can't help but fall into entanglement, and seems reluctant to mention it.