Is this cheat code from Bika? Just do it!

At the same time, his lips precisely covered Jin Meiting's red lips, and they began a passionate and lingering kiss.

His tongue was rough yet tender, possessively wrapping around her smooth, fragrant tongue, stirring and sucking wantonly, greedily drawing in the sweet saliva from her mouth, as if he wanted to possess every breath she had.

Jin Meiting was initially a little shy and reserved, but under Lin Ke's passionate advances, she gradually succumbed to his charm.

She closed her eyes slightly, her hands unconsciously wrapping around Link's neck, responding to his kiss.

The two kissed passionately, and time seemed to stand still at that moment.

After a long while, until their breathing became rapid and heavy, they slowly separated.

Jin Meiting blushed, her face slightly dazed from the intense kiss and lack of oxygen, revealing the ahoge look that only female characters in hentai anime have, charming and alluring.

Unfortunately, a mere kiss was not enough to satisfy Link's desire at that moment.

He lowered his head slightly and whispered seductively in Jin Meiting's ear, "Meiting's little mouth is so captivating. Let me enjoy it a little longer, shall I?" His voice was deep and husky, carrying an irresistible allure.

As he spoke, Link slowly bent down and gently placed his hands on Jin Meiting's shoulders, making her squat down in front of him.

He himself sat steadily behind the desk, legs spread wide.

At this moment, Jin Meiting obediently squatted under the desk, nestled between Link's legs.

Her pretty, flushed face was right in front of Link's crotch, her eyes filled with a mixture of shyness and anticipation.

They were both adults, and she was well aware of what was about to happen.

Although I haven't experienced it firsthand, I'm not entirely ignorant about it.

She bit her lip slightly, mimicking the way actresses in adult films, slowly extending her alluring tongue to deftly wrap around the zipper on Link's pants, gently biting it, and then slowly pulling it down.

"Guju!"

As the zipper slid down, the already swollen and enormous thing, which had been teased earlier, instantly broke free from the restraints of the pants and sprang out, slapping heavily onto Jin Meiting's flushed face with a "smack".

“Gu…!”

Kim Mi-jung trembled slightly at the sudden touch, but she quickly regained her composure.

She stuck out her tongue and licked the hot, thick thing carefully, feeling its scalding temperature and hard texture.

Then, she opened her small mouth and tried to swallow the entire huge thing.

"Oh...hiss! Holy crap! That feels good! With your tongue, yes! Hiss...!"

Link felt a surge of intense pleasure rush to his head and couldn't help but let out a soft, pleasurable moan.

"Gurgle, gurgle..." Jin Meiting's tongue danced nimbly on the huge object, making a soft sound.

From Link's perspective, all he could see was a smooth, delicate tongue sweeping back and forth between the purplish-red behemoths, creating a visually striking scene.

"Phew...that's great."

Under such meticulous care, Link felt extremely comfortable. His hand unconsciously stroked Jin Meiting's face, gently kneading her delicate skin, as if expressing his satisfaction with the service.

Kim Mi-jung not only served the enormous thing with her tongue, but also buried her head even deeper from time to time.

Her soft, fragrant little tongue gently swept over the two "big goose eggs," then she took them into her small mouth and gently sucked on them, her cheeks slightly sunken.

With a crisp "pop," a faint, fragrant lip print was left on the round "goose egg."

Link let out a comfortable breath, then inserted two fingers into Jin Meiting's small mouth and couldn't help but play with her tender tongue.

That pink, delicate tongue was longer than that of an average woman; it was thin, soft, and full of sweet saliva, making it look exceptionally smooth and adorable.

But now, with Link's fingers roughly pinching her, and saliva constantly sliding down her tongue, she looked even more tempting.

After Link released Jin Meiting's tongue, Jin Meiting continued to focus on "massaging" the huge object with the tip of her tongue.

With her diligent service, the large, thick object quickly became even harder than iron.

"Gulp!" Jin Meiting tried again, wanting to swallow the entire huge thing into her mouth.

If her second brother hadn't received the enhancement, perhaps she could have managed it with a little effort.

But now, the enhanced "second brother" is several sizes bigger than before.

If you tried to swallow it all, your throat would probably be completely full.

It's a real pity that despite its best efforts, the small mouth was ultimately unable to swallow the entire massive object, managing only to hold two-thirds of it, and the remaining portion was impossible to swallow any further.

Her long, beautiful, swan-like neck became the biggest obstacle to her progress.

Even so, Link felt incredibly exhilarated.

He groaned occasionally, his body trembling slightly, and he almost surrendered under the fierce onslaught.

However, just as Link was immersed in this ultimate pleasure and nearly reached his peak...

"Crack!"

The study door was suddenly pushed open, and a figure appeared in the doorway.

Jin Meiting and Link were both startled. Link looked up and saw that the person who came was Luo Suli!

Link's gaze suddenly sharpened, and he quietly raised one hand to gently pat Jin Meiting's cheek, signaling her with his eyes to stop what she was doing.

However, Kim Mi-jung was engrossed in the moment. Upon hearing Luo Su-li's voice, she not only did not stop, but instead became even more energetic and her movements became more urgent and passionate.

Helpless, Link could only quickly sit up straight and try to appear calm as he asked, "Luo Suli, what's wrong?"

“Lord Link is here. I’m looking for Kim Mi-jung. Oh, isn’t she here?” Luo Su-li asked, peeking out from the study doorway.

"Looking for Jin Meiting?" Link felt a strong stimulation in his lower body. Jin Meiting was sucking on his huge member. He almost couldn't help but groan. He could only grit his teeth and endure the pleasure as he said, "Jin Meiting just went out. She probably went to the toilet."

"Oh, I see. What book are you reading, Lord Link?" Luo Suli said as she walked into the study and stood directly in front of the desk, her eyes filled with suspicion.

Fortunately, the area in front of the desk was sealed off, so from Luo Suli's angle, she couldn't see what was underneath. Otherwise... this unsightly scene before her eyes...

Kim Mi-jung was kneeling under the desk, diligently serving Link's enormous member...

Such a scene would probably terrify Luo Suli.

But as Luo Suli got closer, Jin Meiting's actions became increasingly intense.

She held the "iron rod" tightly in her mouth and slowly pushed downwards.

The enormous object, already soaked with saliva, was now incredibly slippery, and under Jin Meiting's slow but firm movements, it slowly penetrated deeper.

Finally, with a muffled "gulp," the entire massive object was swallowed by Jin Meiting, the thick, enormous thing sliding directly into her tight, slippery esophagus.

The legendary deep throat technique was achieved at such an unexpected moment!

"Ugh...!" Link felt a strong wave of pleasure surge through his body like an electric current, and he almost cried out.

After all, the intense sensation Jin Meiting was experiencing in her throat was no less than the first time she deflowered a virgin.

"What's wrong?" Luo Suli asked, puzzled, after hearing Link's faint sound.

"It's nothing, I'm just looking at these government affairs, and dealing with them is really a headache..." Link quickly came up with a quick idea to smooth things over.

"Oh, is that so? No problem, with me and Jin Meiting here, we can definitely handle these things!" Luo Suli waved her fist and said confidently.

"Alright, I have high hopes for you! Take it easy and get used to it. You know I plan to send you to Thorn City later. Once you get there, you'll be able to really show your skills." Link said, suppressing the restlessness in his body.

"Don't worry, Lord Link! I'll go find Jin Meiting now!" Luo Suli waved her hand, turned around and walked out of the study.

At the same time, Link could no longer hold back and released himself completely.

"Gudu! Gudu!"

Jin Meiting swallowed all the essence released by Link before crawling out from under the desk, completely satisfied.

A few drops of white liquid remained at the corner of her mouth. She stuck out her tongue and gently licked her lips. She looked like a captivating little enchantress, making it impossible for anyone to resist the urge to lick her lips.

Jin Meiting giggled and straddled Link's lap, wrapping her arms around his neck, her eyes full of provocation and allure.

"I'll deal with you, you little devil, tonight~"

Link reached out and gently stroked her nose.

The two exchanged a smile, the air thick with an ambiguous yet sweet atmosphere, as if the thrilling and exciting scene just moments before was merely a small interlude to liven up their mood, and that the night to come would be the real "battlefield" to look forward to.

However, Link had one more thing to do before heading to the battlefield.

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Author's Note: PS: 4000 words per chapter, thank you for your support, brothers! Please give me some monthly tickets and urge me to update!

73. The Funeral (4000 words!)

Where there is war, there will be death.

The time comes in the afternoon.

Lin Ke, dressed neatly and with a solemn expression, walked toward the scene of today's extraordinary funeral.

War has always been synonymous with cruelty.

It brings not only the glory of victory, but also endless sacrifices.

Winterfell successfully annihilated Schumpeter's army; however, behind this victory, Winterfell itself paid a considerable price.

The remains of the soldiers who bravely sacrificed their lives in battle have now been carefully cleaned.

At this moment, the setting sun casts its rays upon the earth, carrying a sense of desolation and loneliness.

Normally, this time of day would be a warm and cozy moment when every household is busy preparing dinner, with wisps of smoke rising from their chimneys. But today, the streets of Winterfell are deserted and eerily quiet, as if the whole world is immersed in sorrow.

To the west of Winterfell lies a vast, open plaza.

Today, all the people of Winterfell have gathered here.

Around the square, several bonfires were burning brightly, their flames leaping and adding to the solemn atmosphere of the ceremonial ceremony.

In the center of the square stood a huge pile of logs, upon which lay the bodies of the seventy-two soldiers who had died in this battle.

Of the seventy-two martyrs, thirty-one were Grek cavalry, two were heavy shield bearers, and the rest were all city guards.

At the cost of 72 lives, they successfully annihilated nearly 3,000 enemy troops. Numerically speaking, this was undoubtedly a complete victory.

However, there were no real winners at today's memorial service.

Because every life lost represents the breakdown of a family behind it, and carries endless grief and longing.

Their lives are more precious than winning or losing.

Link walked slowly with heavy steps to the stone platform next to a brand-new boulder in the middle of the square.

He glanced at the crowd around him, his heart filled with emotion.

Link took a deep breath and slowly said, "Thank you for taking time out of your busy schedules to send these brave soldiers off on their final journey. Tonight, we will hold this memorial service here to remember the seventy-two soldiers who sacrificed their lives in this battle. Some of them were so young, their youthful vigor not yet faded, and countless possibilities awaited them in the future; while others had wives and children at home eagerly awaiting their safe return and family reunion."

A low sobbing sound gradually rose from the crowd.

The cries were like sharp blades, piercing everyone's heart.

"Some of them have elderly parents at home. Those elderly people have worked hard all their lives and should be enjoying the happiness of being surrounded by their children and grandchildren in their later years. But now, they have to endure the pain of white-haired people sending off black-haired people."

At this moment, an elderly woman with white hair in the crowd could no longer suppress her grief and leaned on her husband's shoulder, weeping bitterly.

The cries, filled with despair and helplessness, moved everyone present.

"However, in this life-or-death battle with the enemy, they did not flinch. To defend our Winterhold, and to protect their families, wives, children, and friends, they resolutely charged into battle. Even when the enemy wielded blood-stained swords at them, they did not hesitate and bravely met them head-on! They used their lives to demonstrate what heroism and fearlessness truly mean!"

Link's voice gradually became more impassioned.

"They are the heroes of our Winterfell! They are the brave and fearless martyrs of our Winterfell! Here, let us offer our sincerest blessings on their final journey! May they arrive safely and peacefully in the embrace of Mother Earth, where they may rest in eternal peace!"

After Link finished speaking, he slowly closed his eyes, silently bowed his head towards the fire.

Seeing this, everyone followed Link's example and offered this final blessing to these heroes.

For a moment, a solemn and respectful atmosphere filled the square, with only the crackling sound of the burning fire as if telling the heroic deeds of the martyrs.

"Here, I also want to announce a policy. I hope that the souls of those heroes can hear this news and leave this world in peace." Link raised his head, looking at the crowd with a firm gaze.

Lina, standing in the crowd, had already guessed what the city lord was about to announce. As a warrior, she understood the significance of this decision and was very pleased with it.

But from Winterfell's perspective, she felt that this would undoubtedly place a huge burden on the city.

The surrounding citizens looked at their lord with curiosity and doubt, wondering what new policy the lord was going to announce.

"I hereby announce a new decree: from this day forward, all soldiers who have died in this battle, including those who died in the war or in the line of duty, will have their families receive a pension of ten gold coins!" Link's voice was loud and firm, echoing across the square.

The surrounding crowd showed expressions of shock upon hearing the news.