Is this cheat code from Bika? Just do it!

The three women quickly stripped off their clothes, blushing, and began wiping each other with towels. Their movements were somewhat clumsy, but their mutual understanding and trust made it all feel natural. The occasional laughter and shouts added a touch of life and energy to the quiet night.

Ten minutes later, the three women, having finished washing themselves, lay down in bed, cuddling each other for warmth. The bed was indeed a bit small; it would be fine for two people, but a little cramped for three. Fortunately, all three were slim, otherwise they really wouldn't have had enough room.

"Safina, are you really going to settle down here?" Sofia suddenly asked, her voice tinged with doubt and concern. She knew that Safina had once been a princess with a noble status and position, but her decision to settle here now puzzled her.

“Yes, I’m ready to buy a house here…” Safina said softly, her voice full of determination and anticipation. “The people here are kind and warm, and I feel at home. Besides, I’ve gotten used to life here and don’t want to leave.”

"What if her identity is exposed?" Lydia asked, her voice tinged with worry and unease. She knew the dangers and predicaments Safina would face if her identity were revealed.

Safina gazed at the candlelight in the distance and smiled, "We'll see when the time comes..." Her voice revealed a sense of composure and calmness, as if she were already prepared to face any difficulties.

She had considered this question, but she never had an answer. Perhaps she was tired, attached to her current life, and afraid to imagine what would happen after being exposed. She just wanted to cherish every moment and enjoy the time spent with her friends.

“Safina, you can go to Lord Link. He should be able to protect you,” Lydia said naturally. “After all, he has already protected so many orcs, he will definitely protect you, princess.”

"Perhaps." Safina's emerald green eyes narrowed slightly, as if she could see the figure of that black-haired, black-eyed, smiling nobleman in the candlelight. Her heart was filled with gratitude and warmth; with Link by her side, she felt she had someone to rely on and be safe with.

It seemed these two best friends, due to their lack of information, were unaware that they had already married each other. Safina pondered to herself, but since they didn't know, that was for the best. Knowing too much about certain things wouldn't do them any good. After all, the struggle for the throne was a matter of life and death, and she didn't want her friends to be dragged into this conflict.

“Or… shall I put in a good word for you?” Lydia raised her head, resting her cheek on her hand, and said softly, “Lord Link would certainly be willing to protect a beautiful woman like you.” Her voice carried a hint of playfulness and joke, trying to ease the slightly heavy atmosphere.

“Uh…” Safina paused for a moment, her emerald green eyes flashing, then teased, “Lydia, you’re a little different.” She felt that Lydia was unusually talkative tonight, and there was a strange emotion in her tone.

"Huh? How am I different?" Lydia blinked, confused. She didn't understand what Safina meant. She simply felt a strong connection with Lord Link and was grateful for his protection of Safina, which was why she said those words.

"Lydia, have you fallen for the city lord?" Safina turned around, looked up as well, propped her cheek with her hand, and looked at Lydia through Sophia, chuckling, "You've only known the city lord for a short time, and you already believe he will protect me. Tell me, have you fallen for him?"

"Huh? I... no, I don't." Lydia's cheeks flushed, and she frowned, puzzled. "I don't know, I just feel that he's special." She felt that she did have a strange feeling for Lord Link, but she couldn't say for sure whether it was love.

The three women exchanged a smile, temporarily setting aside the topic. They knew that some things required time to savor and understand, and for now, they only needed to cherish every moment and enjoy this rare tranquility and warmth. As night deepened, the candlelight gradually dimmed, and the three women embraced and drifted into sweet dreams.

219. Night Talk

In the warm afternoon sunlight, dappled light streamed through the window into the room. Lydia, Sofia, and Safina sat around a soft sofa, surrounded by a relaxed yet subtly intimate atmosphere.

Lydia wore a pale pink dress, the hem swaying gently with her uneasy movements. Her sun-kissed blonde hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and her golden eyes flickered with panic and shyness. One hand waved unconsciously, as if trying to dispel her inner unease, and her voice trembled slightly as she said, "No, I really haven't fallen for you yet." Her tone revealed both the ambiguity of her own feelings and the nervousness of being seen through.

Sofia and Safina exchanged a glance, both showing a knowing look in their eyes. Sofia, with her long, flowing blue hair, tilted her head slightly, carefully observing Lydia with her bright blue eyes; Safina, on the other hand, had short, neat brown hair, her emerald green eyes sparkling with intelligence and playfulness. From Lydia's expression and words, they clearly understood that this silly girl was not far from falling for Link. In their eyes, Lydia was like a spark about to be ignited; with just a gentle nudge, that spark would surely burst forth with the fiery light of love, and she would definitely fall deeply in love with Link.

Sophia broke the silence first, speaking softly, her voice like a gentle spring breeze, soft yet with a hint of seduction: "Sigh... So what if, I mean, if you fall in love with Lord Link, what will you do?" As she spoke, she raised her hand and gently grasped Lydia's hair, her fingers circling around as if playing with the most precious silk thread.

Upon hearing the question, Lydia's mouth gaped open, as if frozen in place. A hint of shyness flashed in her golden eyes, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, brief yet bright. More than anything, however, there was panic and helplessness, like a lost fawn in the forest, unable to find its way. She lowered her head in despair, a bitter taste spreading in her mouth, and said softly, "I...I don't know either."

Indeed, the confusion in her heart was like a thick fog, obscuring the road ahead. She knew she would be returning to the capital in a few days, a bustling place filled with rules and constraints. Lord Link, on the other hand, was in Winter City, a city brimming with freedom and passion. The two places were so far apart, like parallel lines, seemingly capable of intersecting, yet forcibly separated by the vast distance. She thought that even if she fell in love with Lord Link, she wouldn't be able to see him often; this feeling would perhaps have to be buried deep in her heart, becoming an unspeakable regret.

Looking at Lydia's dejected and confused expression, Safina couldn't help but sigh, a sigh filled with endless regret. She gently pinched Lydia's cheek, a gesture tinged with affection and encouragement, and said softly, "Try it, it's better than regretting it later, isn't it? Besides, if it really doesn't work out, just elope. I'll secretly go to the capital to pick you up." Her eyes were resolute, as if she was ready to go to great lengths for her friend.

"Huh?" Sophia's blue eyes widened in astonishment upon hearing this. This was completely wrong. She had originally wanted Safina to properly persuade Lydia to rationally face her feelings and consider all the practical factors. But now it had turned into encouraging elopement? Elopement was no small matter; it involved too many issues—family opposition, future life, and so on—it wasn't something that could be done casually.

However, upon hearing Safina's words, Lydia's golden eyes suddenly lit up, as if she had seen a glimmer of light in the darkness. She gripped Safina's hand tightly, her hands trembling slightly with nervousness, her voice filled with urgency and anticipation: "Really? Can we really sneak away?" At that moment, she was like someone who had been thirsty in the desert for a long time, suddenly seeing an oasis, and even knowing it might just be a mirage, she couldn't help but want to pursue it.

Looking at Lydia's expectant eyes, Safina's heart softened, and she said gently, "Of course, I'm quite lonely here. If you want to leave, just send a message and I'll come pick you up. But don't be reluctant to leave home." Her tone was slightly teasing, trying to lighten the mood.

Lydia slowly shook her head, a strange emotion flickering in her golden eyes—an emotion that seemed like hope, or perhaps a longing for the future. She knew in her heart that there was nothing in her home that she truly cherished. Those lutes, though they embodied her love of music, were merely a small comfort in her lonely life. Her mother had long since passed away; that gentle and kind woman had left her forever.

As for her father, in Lydia's eyes, he was merely a scheming man trying to control her life. He simply wanted to keep her under his thumb for future marriage alliances. In fact, he had openly stated his desire to marry her to the eldest prince, hoping to elevate the family's status and power through this marriage. However, the second prince had recently risen to prominence, his influence at court gradually increasing, causing her father to become hesitant. He was like a gambler in a game, wavering between the two princes, deciding who would win and marry her to him, making her queen and thus securing his dukedom, or rather, gaining more power from the kingdom.

Lydia was driven by emotion; she had no interest in power or status. She looked down on the position of queen, seeing it as nothing more than a magnificent cage, confining her to the lonely palace, living a seemingly noble yet utterly empty life. She preferred the life of a commoner, like when she frequently visited Sofia—free and unburdened by intrigue and formalities.

She loathed the ducal mansion. Everyone there lived behind a mask, willing to do anything for their so-called interests. Her brothers, in particular, were ruthless in their pursuit of noble titles; outwardly a family, they secretly wished each other dead. Moreover, her brothers had already secretly chosen sides among the princes, each supporting a different one in order to gain more power and wealth in the future.

She thought of the princes in the palace: some were short and sleazy; others were skin and bones, utterly lacking in grace; still others were obese and slow-moving. Even those who were handsome were cowardly and incompetent, lacking any manly spirit. These various anxieties intertwined in Lydia's heart, making her feel incredibly depressed and painful. This was why she loved the lute so much; only when playing the lute could she immerse herself in the world of music, forget these troubles of reality, and allow her soul to find a moment of peace.

"Wait..." Sophia was startled by Lydia's intrigued look and quickly stopped her. She hadn't expected the topic to suddenly escalate to something as serious as eloping. This was no joke; eloping would trigger a series of troubles and consequences.

“Lydia, don’t be impulsive. Has Lord Link made any statement?” Sophia looked at Lydia and asked seriously, trying to calm her down and make her think about the problem rationally. “What are his feelings?” She felt that before making any decisions, she had to understand Link’s thoughts first. After all, relationships are a matter between two people and cannot be just one-sided.

"Uh..." Lydia paused for a moment upon hearing the question, her cheeks instantly flushing red, like the sunset, beautiful yet shy. She lowered her head slightly, not daring to look Sophia in the eye, as if she had done something wrong.

"What...what does this mean? Does he like you too?" Sophia's blue eyes widened, her face filled with disbelief. She simply couldn't believe that they had only known each other for a few days and were already dating? In a relationship? Link's image in her eyes instantly plummeted. She couldn't help but complain inwardly: Men really are all big pigs, they can't resist beautiful women. He's already dating Lydia in just a few days.

However, Sophia thought about it again and realized it was inevitable. Lydia was the daughter of a duke, of extremely noble status, and a great beauty with outstanding looks and elegant demeanor. More importantly, her musical talent was second to none; her nimble fingers danced across the strings, producing melodies that seemed to touch the softest parts of the heart. It seemed plausible that such a woman would fall for Link.

"No, no, what nonsense are you talking about?" Lydia's face flushed red upon hearing Sophia's words, like a ripe apple. She cried out in a panic, her voice trembling with a hint of tears, "Lord Link doesn't know yet..." She was both afraid that others would misunderstand her relationship with Link and felt an indescribable sense of loss. Why hadn't Link noticed her feelings yet?

“You…” Sophia’s mouth was slightly open as she looked at Lydia’s flustered appearance. After a moment of hesitation, she asked, “You have a crush on Lord Link?” Her eyes held a hint of curiosity and inquiry, as she tried to find the answer in Lydia’s reaction.

"I...I really don't know..." Lydia stammered, her hands unconsciously clutching the hem of her clothes, as if trying to give herself some strength. She curled up under the covers like a wounded little animal, wanting to hide in her own little world. She really didn't know what that feeling was like, but ever since she met Link, she couldn't help but pay attention to his every move; his smile, his words, all attracted her like a magnet. However, she was also a little afraid to approach him, afraid that her feelings would bother him, and afraid that her affections would go unrequited.

Sophia blinked, then turned to look at Safina, both seeing a hint of helplessness in each other's eyes. What was going on? A duke's daughter, secretly in love with someone? If the noble sons of the capital, or even the fourth prince, knew, they'd be furious. In their eyes, Lydia was their dream marriage partner, and now she was here, secretly grieving for an ordinary man like Lord Link—it was simply unacceptable to them.

“Look! There’s nothing wrong with having a crush. Who hasn’t had a crush on someone?” Safina shook her head slightly at Sofia, indicating that she shouldn’t be so surprised. She said softly, with a hint of comfort in her voice, “You can always express your feelings later.” She felt that matters of the heart shouldn’t be rushed. Sometimes, having a crush can be a beautiful memory. It’s not too late to express your feelings when the time is right.

"Huh?" Lydia slowly poked her head out when she heard Safina's words, her golden eyes looking at Safina in surprise, as if she were seeing a whole new world. She asked in astonishment, "Safina, have you ever had a crush on someone?" Her eyes held a hint of curiosity and expectation, wanting to hear some stories about unrequited love from Safina.

“No,” Safina shook her head and chuckled lightly, a hint of nonchalance in her smile. She continued, “I was just saying. Dating is a luxury for me.” Her life was filled with too many responsibilities and missions, leaving her no time for her own feelings. She was like a solitary traveler, walking alone on the path of life, with no time or energy to search for the love that belonged to her.

"Uh..." Lydia paused, a look of sudden realization crossing her face. She thought to herself: So you're a theoretical master? You have absolutely no practical experience. However, she didn't say it aloud, only silently observing Safina, a touch of admiration rising in her heart.

"Safina, what kind of person would you like?" Sofia asked curiously, her eyes sparkling with gossip, eager to know what kind of ideal partner Safina had in mind.

“Me?” Safina tilted her head slightly, her emerald green eyes curving gently, as if recalling something beautiful. Her voice carried a hint of dreaminess: “Can’t you say?” Sofia asked softly, her voice tinged with a hint of probing.

"No, she'd probably be like Lydia, liking someone like the City Lord." Safina's emerald green eyes curved slightly, a faint smile appearing on her lips. In her heart, the City Lord possessed a unique charm; he was mature and composed, with strong leadership skills and a strong sense of justice, making people unconsciously want to get closer to him.

"Huh?" Lydia and Sophia stared wide-eyed at Safina, who was smiling with her eyes narrowed, as if they had heard something unbelievable. In their eyes, although the city lord was outstanding, they never expected that Safina would like this type.

“What’s so great about that? The City Lord is the man eighty percent of the women in Winterfell dream of marrying,” Safina said softly, her voice tinged with pride, as if she were talking about her idol. In her eyes, the City Lord was the embodiment of perfection, the partner every woman longed for.

"Huh? Is that so?" Sophia exclaimed in surprise. She had never imagined that the city lord was so popular in Winter City. She had originally thought that the city lord was just an ordinary leader, but she never expected that he held such a high position in the hearts of women.

“Of course, even our Lydia has fallen for it,” Safina teased, a hint of mockery in her eyes as she watched Lydia’s reaction.

"What?! Safina, you must like Lord Link too!" Lydia exclaimed shyly, her cheeks flushing red again, like a blooming rose. She didn't want Safina to keep focusing on her, so she tried to change the subject.

“No, I think it’s Sophia,” Safina said, raising an eyebrow with a hint of cunning in her eyes, wanting to see how Sophia would react.

"What? How did this get dragged into me, you two lustful women..." Sophia said, both angry and annoyed, her blue eyes flashing with fury. For a moment, the atmosphere in the room became somewhat awkward. The jokes and banter between the three girls made the afternoon even more lively and interesting. However, deep in their hearts, their longing for love and the future, like seeds, quietly took root and sprouted in this warm atmosphere.

220. Homing pigeon

The next day, as the first rays of morning light gently streamed into the room like a thin veil, the whole world was immersed in a tranquil and peaceful atmosphere.

"Ah..." Safina lazily opened her eyes slowly, letting out a long yawn. Her gaze was still somewhat unfocused, as if she were still immersed in the dreamlike moments of the previous night. Just then, a familiar face came into view—it was Sofia. Sofia's emerald green eyes, like the clearest lake water in spring, were blinking gently, like two sparkling gems. Safina then snapped out of her reverie, recalling the events of the previous night. It turned out that Lydia and Sofia had spent the night at her place.

Last night, the three girls sat together, initially chatting quietly. But somehow, the conversation veered like a wild horse, growing increasingly absurd and outrageous. What began as a serious conversation gradually devolved into playful banter. One moment they were discussing fashionable clothes, the next they were talking about having children, and the man they fantasized about as the male lead was none other than Link. The three girls chatted away, rambling on about everything under the sun, spouting all sorts of strange and wonderful ideas. If one couldn't win an argument, they would tickle each other, their coquettish laughter echoing in the room. Sometimes they laughed so hard they almost fell over, other times they acted coquettishly playful, their alluring charm going unnoticed by anyone else.

"Hmm..." Sofia let out a lazy nasal sound. She slowly opened her eyes and saw Safina looking at her tenderly. She smiled slightly, a smile as warm and charming as a flower blooming in spring. "Good morning, Safina."

"Good morning!" Safina responded softly, her voice as gentle and melodious as a spring breeze.

"Are you going to work?" Sophia asked lazily, her eyes slightly closed, her long eyelashes fluttering gently, still carrying a trace of lingering drowsiness.

“Yes, I need to go to the pizza shop to prepare some ingredients in advance.” Safina nodded as she slowly stood up. As she moved, the blanket slipped off her body, revealing her delicate collarbone, and her fair skin glowed softly in the morning light.

“Okay, let’s get up then,” Sophia said, preparing to wake Lydia. She turned her head and saw Lydia’s long, slender legs draped over her, her arms tightly wrapped around her. Even more interestingly, Lydia’s hands were positioned subtly, resting on her waist, as if searching for the most comfortable position.

Sofia couldn't help but roll her eyes, thinking to herself: No matter how many times Lydia stayed overnight at her house, her sleeping posture never changed, and her habit of hugging people remained the same, just like a child who never grew up.

“No need, you guys go to sleep.” Safina quickly waved her hand and said softly, “Just remember to close the door for me when you leave.”

It's around 7 a.m. now. The pizzeria opens at 8:30 a.m., and Safina needs to get there by 7:30 a.m. to start preparing the ingredients and making the pizzas. She knows that time is tight and there can be no delays.

“Well… alright.” Sophia looked at Safina’s serious, not-so-joking expression, and didn’t want to wake Lydia. Lydia hadn’t been having a good time lately, often tossing and turning at night, not getting much sleep. Sophia hoped Lydia could get some more sleep and catch up on her rest.

"Go to sleep," Safina whispered, her voice like a lullaby, bringing immense comfort. Then, she quietly went to the bathroom, quickly washed up, carefully disguised herself, and left.

"Click!" The sound of the door closing echoed in the quiet room. Although not loud, it still woke Lydia. She slowly opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was the back of Sophia's head. She mumbled sleepily, "Ugh...no..." Then she said, "It itches, it really itches, let go." It turned out she was still playing and frolicking with Sophia in her dream.

"..." Sophia heard Lydia's voice, turned around, and couldn't help but laugh when she saw her adorable appearance. The two played around on the bed for another half hour, pushing and shoving each other, laughing non-stop, as if they had returned to their carefree childhood.

"Sophia, where will we live after we move out of the castle? We're not going to live at your house, are we?" After playing around, Lydia stared at the ceiling and suddenly asked. Her eyes revealed a hint of anticipation and curiosity, as if she were looking forward to her new life.

“How about…” Sophia frowned; she had been thinking about this problem yesterday. She knew that after moving out of the castle, she would need a suitable place to live. After a pause, her eyes lit up, and she said, “How about we rent an apartment in this building? We could be neighbors with Safina! That way, we can play together often, wouldn’t that be great?”

"Huh?" Lydia exclaimed in surprise, then quickly nodded in agreement, "Okay, I'll be Safina's neighbor. We can go shopping and chat together, just thinking about it makes me happy."

“Let’s get up now. We need to tell Lord Link.” Sophia sat up, stretched, and then slapped Lydia’s shapely buttocks, urging, “Get up quickly. I still need to go to the alley entrance to check the goods today. We can’t let important matters be delayed.”

"Okay." Lydia lazily got up, her movements still a little slow, clearly not fully awake yet.

The two quickly washed up and went out. As they walked, they smelled an enticing aroma; a street food stall was selling meat buns. The round, steaming buns looked incredibly tempting. They couldn't resist buying some for breakfast.

By the time the two arrived at the castle, it was already 8:30 in the morning. On the way, they even encountered Link, who had just finished his morning rest.

"Lord Link, are you also going to train early?" Lydia asked curiously, looking at Link's clothes. The thick military overcoat gave people a warm and reassuring feeling. It was as if as long as Link was by her side, no difficulty was insurmountable.

“Well, as a lord, you always need some martial prowess, otherwise what if someone provokes you?” Link raised an eyebrow and chuckled, his smile revealing confidence and composure.

"Huh?" Lydia was taken aback; she hadn't expected Link's answer to be so direct. In her previous understanding, the sons of noble families in the capital always spoke in high-sounding terms, such as fighting for honor or for the woman they loved. She had never heard of such a straightforward answer from Link before.

"Is something wrong?" A hint of amusement flashed in Link's eyes as he looked at Lydia's surprised expression, finding it quite amusing.

“No, that’s right,” Lydia quickly replied. She suddenly felt that Link’s answer was genuine, unlike the hypocrisy of those noble children. In this world full of hypocrisy and scheming, Link’s sincerity seemed especially precious.

"Have you eaten? Would you like to have breakfast together?" Link asked calmly, his voice gentle and kind, making it feel as if he were chatting with an old friend.

“We’re full,” Sofia replied, still holding half a meat bun in her hand.

“Okay,” Lydia replied, her eyes sparkling with excitement, seemingly looking forward to having breakfast with Link.

"..." The two gave an awkward laugh and glared at each other. Sophia blinked her blue eyes at Lydia, her gaze seeming to say, "Did the dog eat the buns? How come you're hungry again so soon?"

“Let’s go, breakfast should be ready,” Link said gently, walking ahead. He didn’t ask why they hadn’t stayed at the castle last night; he believed they had their reasons and respected their choice.

Fiora glanced at the two of them with a puzzled look, then caught up with Link. She had received intelligence last night that the two had spent the night at Safina's house, but she hadn't told Lord Link about it yet. She secretly thought to herself that she must tell Lord Link about this when she had the chance.

"Hey, do you want to eat yourself to death?" Sofia grabbed Lydia and muttered, "You just ate two meat buns." Her eyes were full of worry, afraid that Lydia would feel unwell if she ate too much.

"It's okay, I... I can still eat a little more." Lydia subconsciously patted her stomach, trying to appear calm. "I can still manage to stuff a little bit in." Her face showed a hint of shyness, but more so, a longing for food.

"You, you're crazy." Sophia covered her face and said helplessly, "Does this girl with a crush ever go crazy?" She felt that Lydia was going too far in order to impress Link.

"..." Lydia felt a little embarrassed by Sophia's words. She lowered her head, not knowing what to say.

Link was unaware of what the two people behind him were discussing. He encountered Lina as he entered the backyard.

"Lord Link, the training of the carrier pigeons has yielded results. Would you like to come and take a look?" Lina immediately greeted her, her face beaming with excitement. Lately, she had been focusing intently on the carrier pigeon transportation project, all in order to give Lord Link a surprise.

"Carrier pigeons? Can they be used now? Can they deliver notes?" Link's dark eyes lit up, and he asked quickly. He had been looking forward to the introduction of carrier pigeons, which would make transmitting information much more convenient and faster.

"How far can it travel?" Link asked impatiently, his eyes filled with anticipation.

"Lord Link, the furthest distance we can reach is only about twenty kilometers," Lina said helplessly, a hint of disappointment in her voice. She had put in a lot of effort to train these carrier pigeons, but the results were not as expected.

"Twenty kilometers?" Link frowned; this distance didn't satisfy him. He wanted carrier pigeons capable of reaching distances of one hundred kilometers, or even two hundred kilometers or more. In his view, twenty kilometers was far on foot, but very short by air, which simply couldn't meet his needs.

“Any further away, the carrier pigeons can’t find their way home. Only a few fly back every other day, and the latest one takes three days to return,” Lina reported, her face showing a hint of fatigue and helplessness. She knew that Lord Link had high expectations for the carrier pigeons, but reality left her feeling somewhat powerless.

Link listened to Lina's report and fell into deep thought. He knew that training carrier pigeons was not an easy task; it required patience and time. He believed that Lina had done her best, so he comforted her, "It's alright, this is already a good start. Let's keep working hard, and I believe that one day we can get the carrier pigeons to fly even farther."

Lina felt a warmth in her heart after hearing Link's words. She knew that Lord Link was a visionary and decisive leader, and she would definitely work harder to train the carrier pigeons and live up to Lord Link's expectations.

Meanwhile, Safina had already arrived at the pizzeria. She skillfully put on her work clothes and began preparing the pizza ingredients. As she worked, she reminisced about the happy times she had spent with Lydia and Sofia the previous night, a happy smile spreading across her face. She knew that no matter how difficult the road ahead might be, with these good friends by her side, she would have the courage to face anything.

Meanwhile, Sofia and Lydia followed Link to the restaurant. The table was already laden with a sumptuous breakfast: fragrant bread, nutritious eggs, and fresh fruit. Lydia's eyes widened at the sight of the food. She eagerly picked up a piece of bread, took a bite, and the sweet flavor filled her mouth, making her let out a satisfied sigh.

"Eat slowly, don't choke," Link gently reminded her, his eyes full of concern.

Lydia smiled sheepishly after hearing Link's words and slowed down her eating. She chatted with Link and Sophia while eating, and the atmosphere was very pleasant.

After breakfast, Link began dealing with the affairs of the territory. He sat at his desk, carefully reading various documents and making annotations from time to time. Sophia and Lydia waited quietly by his side, knowing that Lord Link did not like to be disturbed when he was working.

After a while, Link finished dealing with some urgent matters. He looked up at Sophia and Lydia and said, "I already know about your move out of the castle. I think it's a good idea for you to rent an apartment in this building and be neighbors with Safina. I'll have someone arrange it for you."

Sophia and Lydia were overjoyed to hear Link's words. They hadn't expected that Lord Link would agree to their request so readily.

"Thank you, Lord Link," the two said in unison, their faces beaming with gratitude.

"You're welcome. You're my friends, and I hope you're happy," Link said with a warm smile, as comforting as the sun.

Afterwards, Link talked to them about the development of the territory. He told them that the territory was currently undergoing some reforms and construction, and he hoped that they could also contribute to the development of the territory.

Sophia and Lydia, after hearing Link's words, both expressed their willingness to contribute to the development of the territory. They knew that Lord Link had worked very hard for the development of the territory, and they wanted to be his strong support.

Time flew by, and before they knew it, it was noon. Link invited Sophia and Lydia to lunch, and they readily accepted. At the table, they continued to talk about the future, as if they could see a hopeful and bright tomorrow.

Meanwhile, Lina continued training the carrier pigeons in the backyard. She constantly adjusted her training methods, hoping to get the pigeons to fly farther. She knew this was not just a task, but also a promise she made to Lord Link. She believed that as long as she persevered, she would surely fulfill Lord Link's wish and make the carrier pigeons an important tool for transmitting information across the territory.

In this world full of challenges and opportunities, everyone cherishes their own dreams and hopes. Safina works tirelessly in her pizzeria, creating delicious food with her own hands; Sofia and Lydia await their new home, anticipating a new life ahead; Link strategizes and plans for his territory, dedicating himself to its development; Lina trains carrier pigeons in her backyard, striving tirelessly to achieve her goals. They are like shining stars, illuminating their own paths on the world stage, collectively writing their own magnificent chapters.

221. Method

In the early morning light of Winterfell Castle, sunlight streamed through dappled windowpanes, casting a warm glow on the spacious corridors and adding a touch of comfort to the chilly winter day. Link, dressed in a simple yet elegant dark blue robe, walked steadily down the corridor, pondering the matter of training the carrier pigeons. His brow was slightly furrowed, his eyes revealing a hint of doubt and contemplation. He thought about how the twenty-kilometer distance shouldn't be far for carrier pigeons, yet the interval between their return flights was unexpectedly long. What had gone wrong?

Just then, Lina walked towards them. Lina was dressed in a neat light green outfit, her long, flowing hair tied back, making her look capable and energetic. Link saw her, raised an eyebrow, and asked first, "Lina, have you had breakfast?"

Lina paused for a moment, not expecting Link to ask such a question, and then immediately replied, "Not yet, sir. I just came from the pigeon loft." Her voice was clear and melodious, echoing in the corridor like silver bells.