Is this cheat code from Bika? Just do it!

He saw his daughter looking at him with a satisfied expression, her smile as pure and radiant as an angel's, which warmed his heart.

Bolton's gaze gradually hardened, and he secretly vowed in his heart: If the days to come could be like this, it would be worth it even if he had to sell his life to that human lord!

All of this is worth protecting with his life!

Meanwhile, in every corner of Winterfell, the same scene was playing out among the barbarian slaves.

Some sat with their families, sharing this hard-won meal; others sat alone in a corner, quietly savoring this long-lost warmth and satisfaction.

Unbeknownst to them, the barbarian slaves' trust in and obedience to Link were rapidly increasing.

A warm home protected them from the winter chill; comfortable clothing kept them from the biting wind; enough food filled their once-hungry stomachs; and family members by their side made them feel the warmth of home.

These seemingly ordinary things are like the most powerful weapons, gradually dismantling the defenses of these barbarian slaves.

They never imagined that after becoming slaves, they could live a better life than before.

This stark contrast filled them with gratitude and awe for Link.

Just as the barbarian slave Bolton thought, this kind of life was worth protecting with their lives.

Because they know that all of this is hard-won, and once lost, it may never be regained.

After taking in these barbarian slaves and giving them a few days of happiness, Link began to categorize and train them.

For the adult barbarian slaves, Link assigned Lina and Lucrezia to teach them combat skills.

At the same time, Link also appointed some veterans from Winterfell as instructors for these barbarian warriors.

These veterans, experienced in countless battles, not only rigorously trained the barbarian warriors but also taught them the rules of the military camp.

From the formation of the ranks to the execution of commands, from daily routines to combat discipline, every detail is explained clearly.

As for the younger barbarian slaves, Link devised a special training program.

The first step is to instill in them the idea that Winterfell is supreme, that they should defend Winterfell, obey orders, and dedicate everything to Link.

Link knew that children's minds were the easiest to mold, especially these simpler barbarian children.

He believed that after a period of "brainwashing," coupled with the influence of this life that was like paradise to them, these barbarian children and teenagers would develop an unparalleled sense of belonging to Winterfell and would be willing to dedicate their entire lives to Winterfell and to him.

While instilling the ideas of Winterfell's supremacy and the lord's supremacy in these barbarian children, their training was also carried out at the same time.

Every morning, as the first rays of sunlight fall upon the land of Winterfell, these barbarian children are awakened to begin their day's training.

They learned basic combat skills, such as wielding wooden swords and throwing stones; they also learned how to work as a team and follow orders.

Link didn't let the barbarian women idle either.

Although these barbarian women cannot fight on the battlefield, they are much stronger and more rugged than human women.

Based on their characteristics, Link assigned them to some jobs that they were capable of doing.

For example, they could clean up the territory, taking brooms and diligently sweeping up the garbage on the streets to make Winter City cleaner and tidier; or they could cultivate wasteland to prepare for planting crops; or they could repair the roads, carrying small stones to fill in the potholes and make the roads smoother.

All the barbarian slaves had their own tasks to do, and they spent each day busy.

However, this did not make these barbarian slaves feel dissatisfied; on the contrary, it made them feel at ease.

They felt that having work to do every day meant that the human lord was not deceiving them, and that everything they possessed was real, which made them feel secure.

Otherwise, if these barbarian slaves enjoyed such a good life every day without working, they would feel terrified.

They feared that it was all just a fleeting dream, and that once they woke up, they would lose everything.

Moreover, the tasks Link ordered these barbarian slaves to do seemed far too easy to them.

Compared to the arduous labor they used to do to survive in the tribe, these jobs were a piece of cake.

They even feel somewhat unworthy of the life they have now.

Therefore, all the barbarian slaves did the work that Link had ordered them to do. Not one of them was lazy or negligent. All the barbarian slaves were full of energy.

They know that only through their own efforts can they protect everything they have now.

With fulfilling and wonderful days ahead, it wasn't long before these barbarian slaves completely submitted to Link.

Everything happened as naturally as water flowing into a channel, without any sense of forcedness or affectation.

Moreover, this was only the first batch of slaves accepted by Winterfell.

If more slaves join Winterfell in the future, it will be much easier to make them completely submit.

Because of the example of the previous group of barbarian slaves, seeing how happy these barbarian slaves were, they would submit even faster.

In human kingdoms, the number of slaves is definitely not small.

There is so much to be done about the slaves.

In modern history, there are examples, such as Abraham Lincoln's Emancipation Proclamation.

The Union army was facing a dire situation and desperately needed a large number of soldiers. Therefore, in the same year, President Lincoln signed the Emancipation Proclamation. For the first time in history, the Union army recruited Black people. Although most Black soldiers were assigned only menial tasks such as carrying supplies and building fortifications, President Lincoln's move still won the support of the Black slaves.

These black slaves saw hope for freedom, and they were willing to fight for it, which became one of the factors in the victory of the Civil War.

The same principle applies to many other places in the world.

Although Link wouldn't do something as thankless as freeing slaves—after all, as a lord himself was, in essence, one of the "slave owners"—he knew that utilizing these large numbers of slaves could definitely play a significant role at certain times.

Not only for war, but also for various construction projects in the agricultural era, a large amount of manpower was indispensable.

Building castles, cultivating farmland, and constructing roads—each project required a significant amount of manpower and resources.

These slaves are undoubtedly the best and cheapest human resource.

They don't need to pay high wages; just providing basic living security is enough to get them to work for them.

Link stood on the walls of Winterfell, gazing at the busy barbarian slaves inside, his heart filled with confidence.

He knew that as long as these slave resources were used properly, Winter City would surely usher in a more prosperous future.

94. Olivia and Isabel's occasions

Back in the spacious and quiet study of the city lord's mansion, Link couldn't wait to bring up the system interface.

Looking at the remaining 2000-plus Bilibili Points, a surge of anticipation welled up within him, and he immediately decided to participate in the final two designated lottery draws.

For him, all the options in this lottery were extremely attractive.

First and foremost, of course, was the Sharingan that he longed for.

Secondly, there is the divine power from the Elden Ring world in the book "Golden Tree Foothills".

That is the power possessed by gods, containing endless mysteries and immense power. Once obtained, it will surely cause a qualitative leap in his strength.

Both of these options are quite practical and powerful capabilities.

Link knew that if he could draw one of them, it would be of great help to his future plans and actions.

As he silently confirmed the lottery draw command in his mind, the system notification sounded instantly.

[Ding! You successfully participated in the targeted lucky draw!]

Link's eyes lit up instantly, his heart filled with surprise and anticipation.

Immediately afterwards, the system notifications continued to sound.

[Congratulations! You have successfully extracted the Sharingan from the world of the manga "Shaksha Sharingan"!]

"It's done!"

Link couldn't help but gasp softly, his face beaming with barely suppressed excitement.

But he also knew that time was running out and he didn't have time to bask in the excitement, so he quickly turned his attention to the next lottery option.

[Ding! You used the targeted lottery, but the lottery failed!]

Link's heart tightened slightly, but before he could feel disappointed, the system notification sounded again.

[Congratulations! You have successfully extracted the power of Gofulei, the first king of Elden, from the world of the manga "Golden Tree Foothills"!]

The power of Gefley!

Link was slightly taken aback. Although he had failed to draw upon the power of the gods, he did not feel any regret or pity.

After all, as the first king of the Elden Ring World, Govre's power was already renowned throughout the world, and was naturally extremely strong.

It can be said that Gavre has reached the pinnacle of human warriors, and his power is the solid reason why he became the first king of Elden!

As the notification sound signaling the end of the lottery faded, Link felt a surge of powerful energy welling up within his body.

This power surged within him like a raging tide, bringing an unprecedented sense of fulfillment wherever it went.

The most obvious manifestation of this was his level, which was originally stuck at level 41, but began to climb at an astonishing speed.

The numbers kept jumping on the screen, level 42, level 43... until level 80 before finally stopping, doubling in value!

At the same time, a strange red light flashed in those originally black eyes, as if a mysterious power was flowing within them.

"hehe..."

Link clenched his fist, his knuckles cracking, the crisp sound echoing in the study.

Feeling the powerful, almost explosive force within him, Link couldn't help but let out a pleasant hum, his face filled with a look of ecstasy.

At this moment, he was filled with confidence and pride, as if the world was under his control.

So what should we do next?

Link narrowed his eyes slightly, a wicked smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

Now that we have obtained such great power, let's try out the power of the Lustful Magic and the Sharingan!

In his mind, the images of Olivia and her daughter Isabel appeared.

Their beautiful faces and graceful figures fueled Link's wicked desires.

"It's time to eat this mother and daughter together!"

Link chuckled evilly, his eyes gleaming with greed and desire.

He began pacing around the study, plotting how to take the mother and daughter into his possession and enjoy their beautiful bodies to the fullest.

......

As night falls, swallowing up all the noise and light of the day, the castle is gradually enveloped in silence and darkness.

Isabelle, a girl who hadn't stepped out of that dark and damp dungeon in a long time, was filled with confusion and fear, but tonight she was led out by a group of maids as if being escorted.

Her steps were unsteady, and her eyes revealed fear of the unknown, like a fawn lost in a dark forest.

To her utter surprise, the head maid, Della, came in person and led her to the bathroom to bathe and change.

Isabel was filled with surprise. Her body trembled slightly with nervousness, her hands unconsciously clutching the hem of her clothes, and her eyes were full of vigilance and unease.

In the bathroom, Isabelle mechanically allowed the maids to do as they pleased. Hot water poured down from above, but it could not warm her cold and fearful heart.

When Della handed her a set of clothes after she finished bathing, Isabel's unease surged like a tidal wave.

It was a pure white, sexy gauze dress, shimmering faintly in the flickering candlelight.

At first glance, it resembles a wedding dress symbolizing purity and beauty, seemingly carrying the dreams of countless young girls for their wedding.

However, when Isabelle looked at it closely, she found that the design of the dress was simply unbearable.

The almost transparent material clearly outlines the body's contours; the open-crotch and exposed-chest design exposes the woman's private parts without any trace of the dignity and purity that a wedding dress should have. Instead, it exudes an indescribable ambiguity and seductiveness, as if it were specially prepared to please others.

"Do I...do I really have to wear this dress?"

Isabel's voice trembled like a withered leaf in the wind, her eyes filled with resistance and pleading.

Della, however, remained stern, her eyes radiating an undeniable authority, and coldly replied, "This is the lord's order. Quickly put on your clothes. Tonight, you will see your mother."

"I..."

Isabel bit her lip tightly until it turned white, her heart filled with struggle.

Her mother was the only light in her darkness, the only support that kept her alive.

In order to see her mother whom she hadn't seen for a long time, she finally endured the humiliation and fear, and tremblingly reached out her hand to put on the sexy wedding dress.

Della then led her through a series of deep and quiet corridors to a luxuriously decorated yet somewhat eerie bedroom.

She told Isabel to wait in the room for a while, then hurriedly left, leaving Isabel alone.

Isabel was terrified. She instinctively covered her sexy, naked body with the sheet, curled up in the corner, her eyes filled with fear and helplessness.