This young master truly has the ambition of a hero.

The girls never intended to compete; they simply wanted to give their lovely and hardworking little governor a proper birthday celebration. The competition was just an excuse to give out perks.

Black and White Gunners wore maid outfits in the same color as their armor: low-cut tops, mini-skirts, and over-the-knee stockings. While they looked good, their undeniable heroic spirit clashed somewhat with the submissive nature of the maid outfits.

Joel, on the other hand, wore a bright pink "virginity-killing sweater" on stage, and even more daringly went braless. The only downside was that she was too shy and ran away after standing on stage for less than three seconds. Clearly, she hadn't chosen the outfit herself.

As for Belfast, she wore a pure white wedding dress that was both holy and sexy, making her the final contestant and bringing the entire competition to a perfect close.

All contestants scored a perfect 5 points, therefore all of them are champions!

When Dick finished watching the game and wanted to get up to go back to his bedroom, Rita gently but irresistibly pressed him back onto the sofa from behind. Some people blushed and hurriedly left, while others stood in a row behind the sofa with smiles on their faces, forming a classic picture.

Six big and one small! This gap is even more significant than the difference between five black and one white.

And Dick really wanted to know why Shizuka-sensei was here.

A sober Shizuka Marikawa would naturally not participate in such group activities, but a drunk Shizuka Marikawa... there's nothing she wouldn't dare to do in her current state!

Dick was carried into the bedroom, where six women stripped him naked without a word, and then, like wolves catching a tender and delicious lamb, they started to "tear" him apart, displaying a cruel attitude as if they wanted to devour Dick completely.

His mouth, his two elf ears, his two points on his chest, and his…dick.

None of them were spared!

As a newcomer to the event for the first time, Ms. Jingxiang was the first to enjoy the evening's special soup and immediately became captivated by its rich and delicious flavor.

A little-known fact from another world: the bodily fluids of succubi are naturally addictive.

"We really shouldn't underestimate the governor's brother. The teacher is coming!"

It has to be said that Shizuka Marikawa truly lives up to her reputation as a school doctor in Japanese anime. Despite being a naturally ditzy, older virgin, she somehow manages to master the art of "taking the lead" without any instruction and quickly finds enjoyment in it. She lets the surging waves before her rise and fall with the tides within her!

So Dick soon got seasick, and he vomited a lot.

Shizuka-sensei, who was trembling all over from the shock, squinted her eyes contentedly, stuck out her tongue, and pursed her full red lips, looking like she was still not satisfied.

"This woman's behavior after drinking is so different from when she's sober!?"

"Change the player! Change the player! Don't even think about taking all the benefits for yourself!"

Seeing that the drunken Shizuka was trying to start a second round on the spot, disregarding others, Tia, who had been waiting, objected and immediately pushed away the carnivorous woman whose personality had changed drastically.

Throughout the night, the battle was extremely fierce. In the first half, Dick was completely in a weak position, being bullied and exploited, and was played with by the older sisters in turn.

But in the second half, Dick's quarter succubus bloodline finally began to show its power. His racial talent, which made him more and more courageous in battle, was activated, and Dick turned the situation from being on the defensive to launching a counterattack.

Thus, the insatiable school doctor, the spy who loved to use "trampling" torture, and the black-and-white female knight who was adept at pincer attacks—these four generals all fell one after another. The disrespectful maid, who showed no respect for her master, also crumbled after Dick brazenly opened a "second front," and unusually, begged for mercy on the battlefield.

Only the perfect maid, dressed in her wedding finery, called out "Master, my husband" in a sweet, soft, and coy tone, almost making Dick lose himself.

That's Belfast in a wedding dress! Who could resist that?

The next morning, Dick was awakened by a startled exclamation.

Upon opening his eyes, he saw Shizuka Marikawa, who had sobered up, looking completely bewildered. She clearly couldn't remember what had happened the night before and was therefore at a loss for what to do with the shocking sight of herself naked and sleeping with Dick.

Dick didn't bother to explain. He simply reached out and hugged Shizuka, pulling her back into the warm bed and holding her close. The naturally ditzy school doctor gradually calmed down, staring blankly at Dick who was so close to her.

"Don't you want to sleep a little longer? It's the weekend."

"What am I doing..."

"We slept together last night, so you're my woman now. Be good! Take a little nap."

Perhaps Shizuka Marikawa was really naive; after being comforted by Dick, she immediately accepted this fact, which should have been quite shocking. She nestled obediently in Dick's arms and fell asleep in no time.

Dick gently stroked her blonde hair, thinking to himself that it was a good thing he wasn't a sadist, otherwise it would have been really hard to resist teasing this silly and cute school doctor.

However, as he continued to stroke her, Dick quickly sensed a slightly sour gaze and realized that Tia had also woken up. She was looking at Shizuka, who was being held and stroked by Dick, with envy and staring at Dick with pitiful eyes.

Dick smiled helplessly yet indulgently, and stretched out his arms. Tia immediately understood and offered her face to his palm, thus receiving the favor she desired.

So what is the cost?

While everyone else was awake and full of energy from being well-hydrated, Dick was lying awkwardly on his side on the bed, unable to move because his entire arm and half of his body were numb and he couldn't feel anything. He was surrounded and laughed at by all the girls.

The following morning, in the Governor's office, Dick was still not fully recovered from the previous day's group activity, which seriously affected his speed in reviewing documents.

“Dick, Dick, how could you be so depraved? You can’t do this again.”

"I think it's nice to come here once in a while!"

Rita, who was organizing documents nearby, chimed in, her smile carrying an undisguised teasing tone. Tia, who had come to report on her work, also covered her mouth and chuckled, but as she laughed, two blushes appeared on her cheeks.

Dick wasn't complaining; in fact, he was quite enjoying this kind of life. When it was time to do something serious, he did it seriously, and when it was time to enjoy pleasure, he indulged in it.

His one-quarter succubus blood allowed him to draw nourishment from the pleasures of love. Many human nobles, while cursing succubi as having a lowly bloodline, felt genuine envy and jealousy towards this race's wondrous physique, which never seemed to falter.

Just then, there was a knock on the office door. It was Kasumi from the ninja group who came in to report.

As expected, the local gentry that Dick had instructed them to keep a close eye on betrayed the governor without hesitation, passing on the message that "a bandit-suppression operation will take place in late spring next year." Ayane and Momiji are currently continuing to track the messenger to confirm which bandit group the gentry are colluding with.

After hearing this, Dick smiled contemptuously, thinking to himself that these people were quite loyal; the false information he had revealed at the banquet the night before last was being prepared to be sent to the bandits the very next day.

However, this was exactly what he wanted.

The bandits received false intelligence, and a new batch of problematic local gentry resurfaced.

Those who deserve to be killed will be killed, and those whose property should be confiscated will have their property confiscated.

There are still many "good people" in this world who are eager to give you money!

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Author's note: It's a little late, but it's not a big deal. Here's the promised 3000 words.

Chapter 037: Leaving the City to Suppress Bandits!

In the blink of an eye, two and a half months had passed, and Dick's first winter in Laguge, the coldest part of winter, had passed by very smoothly.

For the locals, this winter has been incredible. The lowest temperature throughout the winter was only around minus forty degrees Celsius, and there were signs of warming up as early as the end of February. By mid-March, the daytime high temperature had dropped to below minus ten degrees Celsius.

Based on this, some people estimate that spring may arrive as early as mid-April this year, a full month earlier than in previous years.

If spring arrives a month earlier, the planting season might have twenty more days. For farmers who depend on the weather for their livelihood, those twenty days are nothing short of a blessing.

In the past, Laguge spent more than half the year in winter, so the planting season was only five and a half months long. After deducting the time for sowing and harvesting, it was roughly estimated that the growing time left for crops was only about 150 days.

The crops grown locally are relatively cold-resistant, with staple foods including whole wheat, black beans, and a plant tuber called yam. It looks similar to a smaller sweet potato, but its taste and yield are far inferior to potatoes and sweet potatoes from other parts of the world.

The key issue is that the growth cycle of these staple crops is generally over 100 days, and the local farming season can only be used for one season. Moreover, there can be no problems after mid-June. If there is bad weather or human-caused disaster that damages the crops in the field, there will be no chance to replant.

In view of this, some local bandits often threatened to destroy crops to force local farmers to obey, because this was more deadly than threatening to kill.

People can at least run, but fields and crops can't be moved.

If the fields are destroyed, the whole year's harvest will be lost, and the whole family will starve to death.

Therefore, bandits are entirely harmful and have no benefit whatsoever; they are not even worth recruiting.

Dick didn't have that many political officers under his command. Rather than trying to reform a group of thugs who were used to burning, killing, and looting, Dick preferred to reform them physically, doing some simple "detoxification."

"It's about time, we can make our move."

During a routine military meeting inside the castle, Dick suddenly announced the exact date for the bandit suppression operation: three days from now. All officers were to remain in the castle for the next two days and were not allowed to leave without permission. The private army's rank-and-file soldiers received orders from the governor's office that they would be subject to quarterly assessments in three days, therefore all leave was canceled from now on, and soldiers were not allowed to leave their posts.

Even now, Dick has not relaxed his efforts to maintain secrecy.

The closer you get to the point where you have to take action, the more careful you need to be.

He has been monitoring temperature changes since March. Although it is not the best time for the army to operate, it is the most unpredictable period.

Bandits are not a regular army. Throughout the winter, these guys, like ordinary civilians, hid in their warm dens, minimizing their activities and energy expenditure. Their bodies, without moving, had long since "rusted" in place.

Dick's 500 private soldiers never stopped physical training throughout the winter, even during the coldest period of outdoor temperature, the soldiers insisted on running exercises.

As long as soldiers are well-fed, warmly dressed, and protected from the cold, there will be virtually no frostbite casualties.

In addition to these regular troops, Dick also secretly selected a group of local recruits who had been newly enlisted before last winter to form a "reconnaissance team".

The first criterion for selecting soldiers for the reconnaissance team was that they had a grudge against the bandits, or that they or their relatives had been harmed by the bandits. Then, they had to be familiar with the local terrain.

The selected candidates were interviewed one by one by Dick and Tia. Dick was responsible for asking questions, while Tia, a master of psychology and mind reading, was responsible for visual lie detection. In the end, only twenty people were selected to join the reconnaissance team.

This group was formed into an independent unit, trained by Momiji from the ninja group, and directly commanded by Dick. They were required to undergo more rigorous training, but were also given better treatment.

Since the end of February, the reconnaissance team had quietly begun its operations, cooperating with the ninja group to conduct on-site reconnaissance in the mountains, searching for suitable marching routes and marking them. The marking object was a specially made sachet; humans couldn't smell anything, but hunting dogs could easily detect it.

For two whole months, Dick was working with the General Staff and the officer corps to develop contingency plans, racking his brains to consider all possible emergencies.

With everything prepared, Dick made his move!

That morning, the private army was ordered to assemble at the drill ground, fully equipped and ready to go. The junior and middle-ranking officers who had been absent for the past few days also returned to their posts. Dick stood on the reviewing stand and publicly announced the order to suppress the bandits. The entire army immediately set off, splitting into four routes to enter the mountains and begin the bandit suppression operation according to the pre-arranged plan.

Including the laborers who were temporarily conscripted a few days ago, each of the four bandit suppression teams had two hundred men. Dick personally led one team, while Black and White Gunner and Knight John each led another.

The combat plans were prepared in advance, and all targets were prioritized according to their location and troop strength. The first four targets were small to medium-sized bandit gangs with around fifty members each. The bandit dens were not in any dangerous places, so they were relatively easy to attack.

Dick's speech lasted no more than ten minutes, and immediately after he finished, the entire army set off.

Although the private army soldiers were a bit confused and felt that the order was too sudden, their long-term military training had played a good role. Despite their doubts, they were quick to act, and some young soldiers who were eager to make a name for themselves even became excited.

"Great! We're finally going to wipe out the bandits!"

The private army poured out of the castle early in the morning, naturally alarming the town's residents.

Many people wore expressions of excitement as they watched the soldiers, their morale high and their steps firm and powerful, march past them. Their young governor, too, was fully armed, wearing a white robe with gray stripes (actually snow camouflage), and rode at the head of the column, staff in hand.

"Is...is war about to break out?"

"It seems to be a bandit suppression operation."

Ignoring the whispers of the people, Dick set off first and then posted the notices, leaving the town's defense to the newly formed self-defense force.

In addition, Dick had a final insurance policy, which was Belfast.

Up until now, Dick has not actually let Belfast participate in any actual combat. This ship girl's artillery capabilities are something he has intentionally hidden as a "trump card".

In terms of sheer power, Belfast's six-inch main cannon is roughly equivalent to a high-level magic Sun Bomb (an advanced version of Fireball), but a mage's range is only a few hundred meters, while Belfast can fire a single shot to a distance of over ten kilometers.

Of course! Belfast's use of her ship-equipped form also requires Dick's magic power, and she is indeed the one with the biggest "appetite" among all the girls.

After leaving the city, the army quickly increased its marching speed. The results of a winter's training began to take effect; being well-fed and warmly dressed kept them physically fit and resistant to the cold. Meanwhile, in Laguge, where winter had largely returned to normal, the temperature was rising as the sun climbed higher, and some people even felt themselves sweating.

Two hours later, the troops arrived at the outskirts of the mountains and met up with the reconnaissance team soldiers who were waiting there again.

The army immediately split into four groups, each led by a scout, and took the pre-discovered routes into the mountains.

Although the snow in the mountains had not yet melted, it had become as hard as stone. The private soldiers and their accompanying laborers were all issued non-slip boots with nails on the soles, so walking was not difficult.

Some soldiers joked with their comrades that when they saw the bandits fighting, they wouldn't even need to draw their swords; they could just kick several of them to death.

Dick's team was targeting the "Jamie Gang," after their leader, who had about sixty or seventy men under his command, making them a medium-sized gang.

According to the Empire's standards, a bandit gang with more than fifty members is considered medium-sized, and its leader is punished for treason. A gang with more than two hundred members is considered a large bandit gang. At this size, they may be granted amnesty, but they will be required to fight on the border.

Dick had long complained privately about this idiotic law, saying it was practically encouraging bandits and outlaws to grow bigger and stronger and achieve even greater glory.

In Laguge, there may be as many as six or seven large bandit gangs with more than two hundred members.

Four of them had already settled down, while there were two or three other bandit groups that were constantly moving back and forth between the east and west, using their mobility to harass various fiefdoms in the north.

As for small and medium-sized bandit gangs, they are as numerous as hairs on a cow!

After all, the local area has been exploited by successive governors for decades with a sustainable, destructive exploitation, which has led to the current situation. The speed at which bandits have sprung up is sometimes comparable to that of the Greenskins, as if they were growing out of the ground!

For this reason, every governor who managed to survive to the end of his term would, in his farewell report to the Duke's mansion, use extremely exaggerated language to denounce the locals as "troublemakers".

In short, these bloated and complacent people will never look for the reasons within themselves!

In the afternoon, Dick's troops arrived at the outskirts of Jamie's gang's stronghold, which was located in a relatively flat valley halfway up the mountain.

The terrain was indeed excellent, and the concealment was very good. These bandits even had their own fields and reservoirs. At first glance, the stronghold looked like a secluded little village.

But without a doubt, Jamie's gang was a group of thugs, and the kind with blood on their hands.

Thanks to the scouts who had taken care of the lookouts beforehand, the private army only needed one frontal assault to storm into the bandits' stronghold before many of them could even react.

On one side were strong, muscular soldiers, as fierce as wolves and tigers.

On one side were lazy and unprepared bandits.

The two sides fought one-on-one, and any soldier who failed to defeat the other within three moves would be letting down the full meals Dick provided them.