"Evil cult..." the captain muttered, anger flaring on his face.
Lance nodded slightly at his reaction. He needed a reason, a reason to galvanize the captain with renewed vigor.
After all, a dejected captain was of no use to him; he needed a warrior full of zeal, and clearly, the evil cult was an excellent target.
"It's quite simple. The evil cult knew that the Church had sent the Order of Knights to inspect this place, so they gathered hordes of thugs, bandits, and robbers to invade Hamlet, and you were among them. As for the reason..."
Lance spoke and then paused abruptly, deliberately steering the conversation away.
"I've taken note of your conduct during this period. I believe you were bewitched by the evil cult, and it wasn't your intention to plunder the town. So, heal your wounds and then leave Hamlet. The affairs here are far more complex than you can imagine, and there's no need for an outsider like you to get involved."
