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"Yes, that's exactly what I think, sir."

"You must have heard about those bandits Raymond mentioned today, right? Are they still near Winterfell?" Link asked solemnly after carefully chewing and swallowing the roasted meat in his mouth.

“Indeed, my lord.” Lina nodded solemnly and said, “Those bandits are entrenched in the Thorn Ridge southwest of Winterfell, like a malignant tumor that chokes our trade route with the southern cities. They make a living by robbing passing merchants, causing us countless troubles.”

Upon hearing about these bandits, Lina's expression instantly turned serious. She put down her knife and fork and began to explain the whole story to Link in detail.

Winterfell is located at the northernmost tip of the central continent. Its economy relies mainly on two aspects: the self-sufficient agricultural industry of its farmers and trade with cities to the south.

The people would trade the animal pelts and other cash crops they hunted for various necessities, thus promoting the city's economic development.

However, ever since Orlando gained trust and took power, a band of bandits inexplicably appeared in Thorn Ridge.

They robbed passing merchants and travelers, causing many traders to fear and no longer dare to trade with Winterfell.

Previously, Winter City had organized several bandit suppression operations, but the bandits seemed to have gotten wind of it in advance, and each time they would hide like rabbits in the deep forests of Thorn Ridge before the city guards could launch an attack.

Several attempts to suppress the bandits yielded no results and resulted in numerous casualties, ultimately leading to the matter being dropped.

What's puzzling is that the merchants who frequently traveled between Orlando and Thorn Ridge always managed to pass through unscathed, which is truly a strange phenomenon...

"What's so hard to understand?"

Link's lips curled into a cold smile. As a modern man from the 21st century, he instantly saw through the trickery in Lina's words.

"Those bandits are mostly supported by Orlando behind the scenes. In previous bandit-suppression operations, Orlando must have leaked intelligence to the bandits, which is why they failed. As for the merchants, they must have paid Orlando exorbitant protection fees. In return, the bandits naturally wouldn't bother with them. Thus, without competition from their peers, these merchants can monopolize business in Winterfell City, forcing the people to buy even if they raise prices. No wonder so much gold and silver jewelry was found in Orlando's mansion; it turns out this guy has been making a fortune through this..."

These people colluded and lined their own pockets, but in the end, it was only the people of Winterfell who suffered.

Great, absolutely great!

When Orlando was mentioned, Link was absolutely seething with hatred.

The man is completely dead, yet he's left with such a mess that's impossible to sort out.

He got off easy by being chopped to death by Agnes's axe.

He should be tied to the rack, and in front of him, his beautiful wife and his lovely daughter should be raped. Then, this beast should be tortured to death to appease his hatred!

After hearing Link's explanation, Lina instantly understood the intricacies of the situation.

"My lord, do you have a solution in mind?"

Upon hearing this, Link pondered for a moment, then his eyes darted around before he said, "Lina, just do as I say. Afterward, I will have Old Snow take one hundred gold coins and fifty elite cavalrymen disguised as mercenaries to the southern towns to purchase grain. This round trip will take about three days."

"With the purchasing power of one hundred gold coins, the grain convoy will surely make a grand return, and those bandits will definitely be aware of it. Faced with so much grain, they will be unable to resist. We will use this as bait to set up an ambush around Thorn Ridge in advance. For the next two days, you must keep your mouth shut and not let out a single word, in case there are still bandit spies hiding in Winterfell City."

"Yes, sir! I understand what to do and will arrange everything properly!"

Lina nodded vigorously, then asked, "But sir, are you going to let those merchants who colluded with Orlando go?"

"Let them go? What a joke!" Link's lips curled into a chilling smile. "I'll make them spit out everything they've swallowed, with interest!"

15. Initial Training

Night falls quietly.

As for tonight's dinner...

Look at what's on the table: cheese and butter hollow pasta, a sticky, unappetizing mess; bread and beef soup, the broth is murky, and the bread is soggy and mushy.

And the pan-fried cod was barely passable, but what about the other two dishes? They were simply outstanding examples of medieval culinary horror!

Damn medieval food!

This is not fit for human consumption.

With no appetite, Link decisively dragged Agnes straight to the kitchen, intending to cook a special meal for himself.

what to eat?

It was the instant noodles I had previously drawn from the system.

Agnes had never seen instant noodles before. As soon as she opened the seasoning packet, the unique and enticing aroma wafted into her nose and instantly captivated her.

In no time, the two of them devoured four large packets of instant noodles.

"Look at you, you have soup stains on your lips. Here, let me wipe them off for you."

Inside the room, Link suddenly stretched out his finger, his fingertip gently touching Agnes's cheek.

"Ok?"

Agnes never expected Link to make such an intimate gesture. In an instant, her cheeks flushed, just like the brilliant clouds on the horizon dyed by the setting sun.

She hurriedly raised her hand and wiped her face haphazardly a few times, her movements revealing a charmingly clumsy and adorable side.

"Silly girl." Link couldn't help but laugh out loud when he saw her.

At this moment, Agnes is completely different from her usual aloof and mature demeanor. This huge contrast makes her even more endearing.

Who could resist a girl with such an adorable contrast?

"Hmph!" Agnes crossed her arms and snorted softly, seemingly embarrassed and annoyed that Link had called her an "idiot."

Her long, slender, and fair legs were taut and straight, and she looked like an annoyed kitten with her fur standing on end.

If it weren't for their respective statuses, she probably would have kicked Link.

After slamming down the bowl and chopsticks in her hands, Agnes walked straight upstairs without looking back.

Now it was Link's turn to be in a dilemma. Agnes's adorable appearance had him itching to get his way, but who could he turn to to quell this burning desire?

Why don't you go find that mother and daughter to vent your anger?

......

In the gloomy and dark dungeon of the city lord's mansion.

Link reached out and pushed open the heavy iron door, slowly stepping inside.

Inside the dungeon, only a single candle flickered with a faint light, its dim yellow glow barely illuminating the small space.

Link scanned his surroundings and quickly spotted the mother and daughter locked in the iron cage.

He crouched down, his gaze mocking as he looked at the mother and daughter huddled together in the iron cage. A wicked smile curled at the corner of his mouth as he said in a sarcastic tone, "Oh, this dungeon isn't a pleasant place, is it?"

"My lord! Please have mercy and release my daughter and me! We truly know nothing of the evil deeds Orlando has committed!"

Seeing Link come down, Olivia knelt down in front of him with a thud, pleading bitterly with tears streaming down her face.

"Let you go? That's absurd!"

Link sneered, his eyes full of contempt.

"Do you know how much gold and silver jewelry was found in your family's underground vault? Do you think Orlando earned that money through legitimate means? You must have heard of the bandits near Thorn Ridge, right? To be honest, Orlando secretly supported those bandits. In previous bandit-hunting operations, we failed because Orlando leaked information to them. Which of the merchants in the city doesn't live safely under the bandits' noses by paying protection money to Orlando? Orlando has been making a fortune through these dirty tricks, and now you're telling me you know nothing about it? Do you think I'd believe your nonsense?"

Upon hearing this, Olivia was struck dumb, as if by lightning.

In an instant, various scenes from the past flashed through her mind.

Many businessmen frequently visited Orlando, and each time Orlando would retreat to his study, lock the door tightly, and have a long private conversation with those businessmen.

Olivia didn't think much of it at the time, assuming Orlando was handling some important business. Little did she know, such a dark secret was hidden behind it all...

"Hehe, judging from your expression, you don't seem to be completely unaware."

A mocking smile appeared on Link's face. "However, even if you truly didn't know, it doesn't matter. I've come here today only because I've taken a liking to your daughter. I'm looking for someone to warm my bed, so from tonight onwards, your daughter will serve me well!"

"No! Please don't hurt my daughter!"

Olivia suddenly stepped in front of her daughter Isabel, shouting at the top of her lungs, "If you have a problem, come at me! Don't hurt Isabel!"

"Really?"

Link leered at Olivia's voluptuous and mature body, his eyes filled with greed. "Tsk tsk, she does have a certain charm. Compared to your daughter's immature body, she's much more tempting."

After saying that, Link strode forward and ripped Olivia's long dress to shreds with a "ripping" sound.

Two plump, soft, and snow-white breasts sprang out instantly, swaying in the dim candlelight, dazzlingly bright.

Olivia let out a terrified scream, but in the end she could only lower her head helplessly, offering no resistance whatsoever.

She wanted to sacrifice herself to ensure Isabel's safety.

Link stretched out his hands without any hesitation, grabbing a large white rabbit in each hand, his face full of smugness: "Very well, then tonight, you will serve me in bed! Hahahaha!"

Link's true target was the voluptuous Olivia.

The reason he said he wanted Isabel to serve him when he first entered the dungeon was to make Olivia willing to sacrifice herself for her daughter.

In retrospect, the plan was a success.

Compared to the more naive Isabella, the mature Olivia is clearly more alluring, and she can easily sway her daughter with just a little manipulation.

Naturally, Link decided to start by training Olivia.

......

Olivia's appearance was truly stunning.

Judging by Link's discerning and unique aesthetic sense, if the maximum score is 100, Olivia would score at least 90 points.

Her long, flowing golden hair shimmered with a captivating luster in the light and shadow; her gentle, watery eyes seemed to hold endless emotions, capable of captivating the heart with just a glance; her beautiful face was like a meticulously crafted work of art, every line perfectly proportioned; her slender waist, so delicate it could be encircled with one hand, perfectly showcased the softness and grace of a woman.

Not to mention her proudly erect and astonishingly large breasts, and her full, perky, and alluringly curved buttocks. Such a beauty can easily ignite the most primal desires in any man's heart!

In the room, Link showed no mercy, shoving Olivia hard onto the soft bed.

His hands, like the claws of a ferocious beast, tore the remaining clothes off her body to shreds in no time, leaving not a single piece.

Immediately afterwards, Link swiftly removed his clothes, revealing his grotesque, python-like member to Olivia without reservation.

"What? What are you standing there for? Don't you know what you should be doing?"

Seeing Olivia's blank and unmoved expression as she faced the enormous thing, Link became impatient and roared fiercely, "Have you never served Orlando like this with your mouth before?"

"No...no..." Olivia's voice trembled, on the verge of tears.

"Hmph, then I'll teach you a lesson today!" Link brought the enormous thing to Olivia's mouth again.

Olivia looked utterly resistant, instinctively turning her head away twice in a row, unwilling to give in.

"Lady Olivia, don't forget that your precious daughter Isabel is still locked up in the dungeon! You don't want anything to happen to her later, do you?"

A cold glint flashed in Link's eyes as he patted Olivia's cheek and coldly threatened her.

“I…” Olivia’s face was full of humiliation, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Open your mouth!" Link shouted again.

Two lines of humiliating tears silently slid down Olivia's cheeks as she slowly opened her luscious lips.

"Well--"

Link gripped her head tightly with one hand like an iron clamp and began to sprint wildly.

His other hand, like a snake's tongue, reached straight for Olivia's private area.

Under Link's coercion, Olivia felt humiliated but had no choice but to obediently follow his demands and begin to serve him.

Before long, the giant object stood up as hard as steel.

Meanwhile, under Link's skillful finger techniques, Olivia gradually felt aroused, and her private parts were already as wet as overflowing spring water.

Link gripped Olivia's neck with one hand like a steel hook, and with the other hand he suddenly lifted one of her thighs, a wicked smile on his face, and said, "Serve me well, be obedient and don't resist, and in the future, I will make you and your daughter second only to me in this city!"

With that, Link suddenly exerted force with his waist, and his hips slammed forward like a heavy hammer.

"Ugh—!" Olivia cried out in pain, tears welling up in her eyes again.

At this moment, no further instruction is needed; what Link does is simply the instinct ingrained in his bones.

Every muscle in his body was taut like a string due to the extreme stimulation, like a mad beast throwing himself wholeheartedly into this carnival of life.

Olivia no longer resisted, and instead let out a soft, melodious moan.

She wrapped her arms tightly around Link's neck like vines, and her supple waist began to sway on its own, like a graceful dancer, fully responding to Link's movements.

That's the good thing about married women; you don't need to teach them anything.

Finally, in Link's first, surging burst of passion, the two of them reached that blissful peak together.

Maintaining their intimate and harmonious posture, the two embraced tightly and, feeling satisfied and exhausted, fell into a deep sleep.