The Chosen of Slaanesh in Infinite Worlds

Link smiled and waved his hands: "No, no, let's go! I've asked people to prepare a banquet, let's celebrate properly." Then he turned and waved to Cooper who was not far away, "Cooper, go back to the City Lord's Mansion and tell Octavia that we have guests coming. Ask her to arrange a few rooms and prepare a banquet. We need to entertain our guests well."

Cooper wanted to say something, but when he saw that Lord Link was getting along well with the dwarves, talking and laughing, he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue. "Yes! I'll arrange it right away." He responded respectfully and turned to leave.

Under Cooper's arrangement, the forces of the City Lord's Mansion quickly took action. Although the City Lord's Mansion had gradually become a mere formality under Link's influence, Link made the operation of the City Lord's Mansion more efficient and orderly through a series of reforms and measures. He knew that power comes from the barrel of a gun, so he firmly grasped the military power of Mislina City, which also gave him absolute say in the city.

As a member of the City Lord's Mansion, Cooper was naturally a man of insight. He knew the strength and prestige of Lord Link, so he served him more wholeheartedly. Moreover, the treatment given by Lord Link was also quite generous, leaving him no reason not to be loyal.

Soon after, in the garden in front of the room of the city lord's house, the tables were neatly arranged, and the sumptuous dishes and fine wine were served one by one. The dwarves invited by Link were sitting at the table, enjoying the rare tranquility and delicious food. Of course, Link did not forget to invite Ottovia, the wife of the city lord, to join him.

As the hostess of this house and the nominal lady of the city of Mislina, Octovia naturally had to show her elegance. She was dressed in gorgeous clothes and sat elegantly at the main table, sitting side by side with Link and Fergus. She raised the wine glass in her hand and said to Fergus: "Come! This glass of wine represents the warm welcome of Mislina City to our dwarf friends. May our friendship last forever!"

Fergus also raised his glass and responded gratefully: "Thank you, kind lady of the lord! You can take us in to rest here and provide us with such rich food. Mother Earth will bless you! Cheers!" As he said this, he drank it all in one gulp, with a smile of satisfaction and happiness on his face.

Link also raised his glass and took a sip. Although the taste of this wine was not very good, far worse than the white wine he had drawn from his system, and tasted as light as beer in his previous life, he still smiled and said, "Brother Fergus, you are a guest, don't be too restrained. Mislina City also encountered a crisis before, and although it has stabilized now, there is nothing good to treat you. Please forgive me!"

Fergus grinned, the wrinkles on his face were as deep as the texture of the mountains, full of wind and frost but still revealing determination: "Hey! These are all trivial matters! Brother Link, you are really the best human being I have ever met. It is a great blessing in my life for Fergus to meet you in this vast sea of people!" There was a bit of emotion and sincerity in his words, as if Link's appearance had lit a bright light for his dark world.

Link's heart warmed when he heard this. He waved his hand gently and said with a smile, "Of course not. Meeting is fate. It is my honor to help you and your people." As he spoke, he picked up the knife and fork in his hand, elegantly picked up a piece of golden roasted food with fragrant aroma, slowly put it into his mouth, and savored it carefully. The action was both polite and casual, which made people feel close to him.

Fergus was in a good mood when he saw this. He picked up the wine glass and drank it all. The strong wine seemed to temporarily dispel the haze in his heart: "Brother Link, next time I will treat you to the fine wine brewed by us dwarves. I guarantee that you will never forget the taste after you drink it once! It is the pride of us dwarves and our love for life."

Hearing this, Link's eyes flashed with anticipation. He smiled and nodded: "Then I'll wait for that day. I believe it will be an unforgettable feast for my taste buds."

However, Link was keenly aware that whenever Fergus mentioned the dwarves, his expression would unconsciously dim, with an indescribable sadness and helplessness. After three rounds of drinks, the atmosphere gradually became relaxed, and Link knew that it was time to ask the questions that had been lingering in his mind. He gently put down the wine glass, his eyes focused on Fergus's weather-beaten face again, and his tone was a bit serious: "Brother Fergus, I can see that you must have a lot of stories hidden in you. Look at the injuries on your bodies, which are obviously not left by ordinary fights. You can tell me what happened, maybe I can help. Some things, if kept in your heart, will only make you more uncomfortable."

Fergus was silent for a moment after hearing this. He picked up the wine glass again and drank it all in one gulp, as if he was using the wine to give himself courage. His eyes penetrated the hustle and bustle in front of him and looked towards the distant northwest mountains, where was his hometown that he missed so much. "Brother Link is so righteous to us dwarves. What else can I hide? I mentioned before that we came from the other side of that mountain range. To be more precise, we escaped."

"Escaped?" Link frowned slightly, with an ominous premonition in his heart.

Fergus sighed and began to recount the painful past: "On the other side of the mountains, there is a hidden village of our dwarves, where thousands of dwarves live. Surrounded by towering mountains, we are almost isolated from the outside world, living a self-sufficient and carefree life. Every day, we immerse ourselves in the fun of mining ores and making weapons. At night, we sit around the campfire, tasting the fine wine we brewed, and enjoying the tranquility and harmony."

At this point, Fergus' eyes sparkled with nostalgia, as if he had returned to that home full of laughter and joy. However, this nostalgia was soon replaced by a heavy reality: "But, just half a year ago, the demons who had been stationed in the north suddenly launched an invasion war. They were like a group of greedy wolves, directly invading our homeland, seizing our land, destroying our houses, and driving us out of the land where we had lived for generations."

"And you fled here?" Link asked, his heart filled with sympathy for the dwarves' plight.

Fergus nodded, his expression becoming more serious. "Yes, we devoted ourselves to forging and brewing, and never thought that such a day would come. Facing the powerful attack of the demons, we were unprepared and were forced to leave and start our escape. We originally thought that as long as we ran far enough, we could avoid this disaster, but we didn't expect..."

At this point, Fergus' voice choked up a little. He paused for a moment before continuing, "During the escape, we got separated from the main force, and only a few of us were left. Behind us was the demon army, and we didn't dare to stop for a moment, so we could only run desperately into the depths of the forest. But at this time, we encountered a group of human cavalry. They attacked us directly without any reason. My children were injured at that time."

Hearing this, Link could not help but feel angry. He vaguely guessed that the human cavalry was probably the 500 cavalrymen he had defeated before. These cavalrymen were supposed to be warriors protecting the people and maintaining peace, but they became executioners who killed innocent people.

"So what are your plans next?" Link brought the topic back to reality. He knew very well that the future was full of uncertainty for Fergus and his people.

Fergus looked around at the tribesmen who were laughing and eating. Their smiles were filled with bitterness and helplessness. He shook his head, his voice a little confused: "In the future? I don't know what to do in the future. We have lost our homes and our loved ones. Now we are like rootless duckweed, drifting with the tide."

Link looked at these dwarves and an idea came to his mind. He knew very well that what Mislina City lacked most was skilled people like the dwarves. If they could join Mislina City, they would not only contribute to the development of the city, but also find a new home for them.

"I don't think you have anywhere good to go in the short term, so why don't you stay in my city of Mislina for now?" Link suggested, his tone full of sincerity, "I can provide you with food and accommodation so that you can settle down temporarily."

Hearing this, Fergus quickly waved his hand and refused: "How can that be? You have already treated our wounded and provided us with food. How can we trouble you again?"

Link smiled, patted Fergus on the shoulder, and said firmly: "Brother Fergus, you are too polite. Tell me, what are your plans now? It is not easy for you dwarves to survive in the northern border where winter is about to come. Although my city of Mislina is not rich, it is more than enough to support a few more people. Moreover, you can also help dig minerals, forge weapons and so on, as a reward, how about it?"

Fergus was a little shaken when he heard this. He looked at the tribesmen around him, and their eyes also revealed a hint of expectation. However, he was still a little hesitant: "I... We dwarves are free and easy by nature. We are used to living in the mountains. I am afraid we are not very adaptable to life in the city."

Link had expected him to say that. He smiled and shook his head. “Since you haven’t made up your mind yet, why don’t you just stay in Mithlina? I promise you will have enough freedom here. Moreover, you can leave at any time if you want. The gate of Mithlina is always open to my dwarf friends.”

Hearing this, Fergus felt a warm current in his heart. He looked at Link's determined eyes and knew that this was a man he could trust. He picked up the wine glass, drank it all, and then said firmly: "Since Brother Link has said so, I will not say any more polite words. During the time you live in Mislina City, if you need anything, just tell me. Fergus and my people will do our best to do it for you."

Link laughed happily when he heard this. "That's right! I'll have someone make room for you in Mislina so that you dwarves can live more comfortably."

However, Fergus shook his head again: "We dwarves are not used to living in a city like this. We like mountains, like ores, and like the feeling of close contact with the earth." He pointed to the mountains in the northwest, "You just need to provide us with some tools, and we can build a cave under the mountains. In this way, we can continue our forging business and feel the warmth of home."

Link suddenly understood what was going on. He nodded and said, "I see. Then you guys stay in the city for today. I will arrange for someone to go with you to build a new home tomorrow. I will make sure you have enough materials and tools so that you can build a comfortable home."

Hearing this, Fergus looked at Link with gratitude and said, "Well, thank you! Brother Link, you not only saved our lives, but also gave us a home. We dwarves will always remember your kindness."

Link smiled, raised his glass and clinked it with Fergus: "Mislina City welcomes you! Let us toast to a better life in the future!"

......

Speaking of which, Ottovia has been suppressing her emotions during this period of time.

The time will come soon.

Because she could hear the moans coming from next door every night, Ottovia's desire had been very strong and increasingly difficult to control during this period.

On this day, Octovia returned to her room after taking a shower as usual, but happened to forget to lock the door.

This small oversight was soon discovered by Link.

Seizing the opportunity, Link dismissed the guards and servants on duty tonight, and when Octavia picked up the toy to comfort herself, Link broke into the room.

"Ottovia, you don't want your daughter and husband to know what happened tonight, right?"

Link suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Ottovia's dangling breasts. They felt soft yet firm, and very beautiful.

Octovia's figure is no less impressive than Shiranui and the others, with all the right curves and curves.

Link began to rub it slowly.

Faced with the sudden attack, Octavia, who was naked on the bed, was stunned for a moment, her face turned red, "No, no, I'm married..."

Octovia grabbed Link's arms with both hands and tried to pull them apart, but with her strength, how could she fight against Link, an adventurer?

"Ottovia, listen to me..." Link ignored her resistance and put his other hand around her waist. "I won't force you, dear Madam Octovia. It's just that your figure is so great that I just want to admire it. Besides, you must have been lonely during this period, right? How about letting me help you relieve it?"

Link held Octavia in his arms and said, "I promise, this matter is between you and me, and no third person will ever know about it."

The beautiful pair of soft breasts bounced back and forth in the hands, and the two plump breasts that felt great bounced and swayed in a curve from left to right and from right to left.

Link was anxious and immediately took off his clothes, revealing a hideous and terrifying iron rod. He stretched out his hand to take off the last piece of lace panties on the graceful body in front of him. Octavia seemed to hesitate for a moment, but if this slight resistance could stop Link, then Link's nearly 30-centimeter iron rod would be in vain.

When Ottovia saw Link's thick and ferocious iron rod, she was stunned for a while.

Oh my god! It's so big! It's twice as big as the toy that was thrown aside!

Link quickly and resolutely took off Octovia's lace panties. The panties slid down past her plump and perky buttocks, and after passing over her long legs and delicate feet, they became a wrinkled ball.

Link crushed the troublesome little creature into a ball and threw it under the bed. Now, Octavia's beautiful and ripe body was presented to Link's dining table without any cover.

Ah, she is indeed a beautiful mature woman who has given birth to a child. Just looking at her makes people's appetites grow.

Link knelt on the bed, lifted Octovia's legs, and spread her big white legs, making this perfect mature pet spread her legs in an M shape.

Link's eyes finally fell on the forbidden paradise that Octovia had guarded for her husband for more than ten years.

The lush grass of the right length, the same golden color as the hair, covers the snow-white pubic mound and surrounds a tight, pink and bright red flower path.

The color is still so fresh, as if it has never been pampered. The narrow honey passage is tightly closed like a virgin, and only the crystal clear flower juice is continuously spit out from the honey passage, revealing the greedy nature of this hypocritical little mouth.

Link could no longer bear it. He held Octovia's two beautiful legs and pressed the iron rod as thick as a baby's arm against the hole where Octovia could no longer block the water. At the same time, he pressed his whole body on it.

Link's face was close to Octavia's smooth little face, his angular chest muscles pressed on two big pink and shiny lumps of flesh, and the big iron rod was spinning on the soft swamp ground.

"It's coming, dear Madam Octavia. From now on, please let me help you deal with your desires. How about that?"

Octavia's cheeks were flushed, her breathing was rapid, and her subtle fragrance sprayed on Link's face, adding to his desire.

Link's big iron stick kept turning and polishing, and his skillful movements back and forth turned Ottovia's paradise into an underwater dragon palace, flooding the Golden Mountain. Finally, the long-planned big iron stick launched a general attack.

"what!"

Although she had endured it, Octavia still shouted out loudly.

Two lines of tears flowed from the corners of her beautiful eyes, and I don't know whether it was regret or hatred, love or pain?

Link only felt that the big iron rod was tightly wrapped in a ball of soft flesh. Although the soft flesh was very elastic, it was too tight to make Link unable to move any further, resulting in the whole big iron rod only halfway in.

Lin Ke really doubted that he was deflowering a virgin, but the person moaning under him was a standard mature mother with a pair of plump bunnies and soft buttocks.

Link patiently maintained his bridgehead, gently poking the iron rod into the flesh like a woodpecker, trying to knock open the door.

Octavia under him opened her sexy mouth, breathing like a fish dying of thirst, her tender flesh trembling.

The elastic and slippery fruit flesh tried desperately to block Link's attack, but this angered Link. Link was ready to stop playing around and not show any mercy to the beauty. After slightly pulling out the big iron stick, he suddenly exerted force on his waist, as if he wanted to string the beauty in front of him up, and rushed in with all his strength!

“Ah!! Ahhh!! Ahhh…!”

Octavia let out an earth-shattering scream, and Link felt as if he had made a bloody hole in Octavia's flesh with a flesh spike.

The entire big iron rod was now in an extremely narrow passage, unable to move forward or backward. Layers of fruit flesh continued to wrap around the iron rod, squeezing and massaging it.

Compared with the soft flesh that has ill intentions towards the iron rod, the piece of soft flesh at the top of the iron rod seems to want to suck the entire iron rod in, which really puts people in a dilemma.

Link saw that Octavia's eyes rolled back and drool was flowing from the corners of her mouth.

When the whites of her eyes rolled back, her beautiful eyes seemed to be dull now, and she murmured, "Oh! Mother Earth! It's too big! It's too big..."

Link was almost certain that he had reached a place that Octovia's husband could never reach under normal circumstances, otherwise Octovia would never have had this reaction.

With this inference, Link laughed lewdly, suddenly raised his hips and pulled out the iron rod, then returned the rod to its original position, causing Octavia to scream again, and then pushed it in with all his strength.

Link began to thrust back and forth wildly. After the beautiful young woman rolled her eyes and wailed several times, Octovia's extremely narrow flower path barely adapted to Link's extremely thick and long weapon. Gradually, a large amount of flower juice spurted out from the honey path.

Especially when Link's thick and long iron rod reached the entrance of Octovia's flower house, drawing a beautiful circle of "I've been here" on it, the soft and tender flesh would always spray a stream of flower juice, pouring onto Link's iron rod.

Listening to Octavia's moans, Link gradually discovered that Octavia was like a musical instrument.

After practice, Link was able to use the rhythm of the big iron stick to control Octovia's voice, whether it was screaming or wailing or lewd moaning. As he learned more, the control units became more and more subtle, and he could even adjust the volume.

The madly rushing iron rod knocked Octovia's mind away, and she kept moaning: "Oh! Mother Earth! It's too big! It's too big... I'm going to die, I'm going to die..."

The desire that had been endured for many days was finally released today. Dirty words kept coming out of the mouth of this chaste mature mother, making Link's big iron rod swell another circle, making Octovia moan miserably.

Link suddenly thrust his upper body forward, lifted Octovia's two long white legs and placed them on his shoulders, thrusting at a higher speed and force.

The beautiful mature mother Ottovia was now talking nonsense. In the narrow flower path, the soft flesh was constantly brought out by Link's big iron stick, and the flower juice sprayed all over the bed.

147.Build

The next morning, when the first rays of sunlight penetrated the mist and shone on the walls of Mislina, Link had already finished his tedious government affairs. He was thinking about the dwarves who had fled here. They were not only helpless refugees, but also natural craftsmen with unparalleled forging skills. Link knew that if he could make good use of this power, it would surely add a force that could not be underestimated to his troops.

With this in mind, Link set out on the road to the west of the city. The streets of Mislina City were lined with more and more shops and people, but none of this could attract his attention. He had only one goal in mind - to find those dwarves and have them make a batch of excellent equipment for him.

As his pace quickened, Link gradually moved away from the hustle and bustle of the city and walked into the tranquility of the suburbs. In the distance, at the foot of the western mountain, waves of rhythmic knocking sounds could be heard faintly, like the music of nature, which made him quicken his pace. That sound was exactly what he was looking for on this trip - the busy figures of the dwarves.

As he approached, he was shocked by the scene in front of him. Fergus, the leader of the dwarves, was leading a dozen of his companions, wielding hoes and hammers, and launching fierce attacks on the hard mountain. Sweat and lime were intertwined, but they could not hide the determination and enthusiasm in their eyes. In just two days, they had dug several deep pits in the mountain, as if they were the work of nature, and they unveiled the mysterious veil one by one.

"Fergus!" Link's voice penetrated the noisy knocking sounds and reached Fergus' ears clearly.

Hearing this, Fergus immediately stopped the hammer in his hand and turned to look in the direction of the sound. In the dust and sweat, he saw Link's figure walking towards him. A smile appeared on his face, but then a worried look appeared.

"Brother Link, why are you here? The environment here is terrible, the noise is terribly loud, there is a lot of lime, and it is very dirty. You'd better go back first, and I'll come to you when I'm done!" Fergus shouted loudly, trying to make Link give up the idea of coming here.

However, Link did not back down. He walked towards Fergus firmly and said, "I have something to talk to you about. Please come out for a moment."

Seeing this, Fergus knew that Link must have something important to discuss with him, so he quickly gave some instructions to the dwarf beside him, put down the sledgehammer in his hand, strode out of the dust and mist, and came to Link.

"Brother Link, why did you come here in person? It's very messy here, with rocks falling from time to time. It's really unsafe." Fergus said with concern while brushing the dust off his body.

Link understood Fergus's concerns, but he was more clear about his purpose. He took Fergus to a relatively remote and quiet place, and then said, "How is the progress of the construction? Do you need me to find some more workers to help you?"

Upon hearing this, Fergus quickly waved his hand and refused: "No, no, although we dwarves are famous for forging, we are also good at building homes and digging mountains. Although these caves are low and it is difficult for humans to walk upright, they are perfect for us dwarves."

Link nodded. He had never doubted the dwarves' skills. He was silent for a moment, and finally told the real purpose of his trip: "Actually, I came to you this time to see if you can make some special equipment."

When Fergus heard this, his eyes lit up immediately. He never refused to help with forging matters. "Questions about forging? Just tell me. Whether it's making weapons or building buildings, as long as we dwarves are good at it, there's nothing we can't do."

Link looked at Fergus's confident look and couldn't help but feel happy in his heart. He took a deep breath and said slowly, "I know that you dwarves are good at making equipment, so I want to ask you if you can make weapons with special effects. For example, adding a shield to the armor, or adding magic to the weapon."

Fergus frowned when he heard this, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Special magic effects? That requires magic runes. This thing is not easy to make. If it is a wizard who is good at magic, he may be able to study it. But although we dwarves are good at forging, we have never set foot in the field of magic runes."

After Link heard this, he was a little disappointed, but it was also expected. He knew very well that magic runes were not easy to obtain, otherwise they would not be so rare. He was silent for a moment, but he had another plan in mind.

"I see." Link pretended to be thoughtful, then said, "However, I think magic runes are something we must study. Just think about it, if we can add defensive runes to the soldiers' power armor and add magical effects to electromagnetic rifles and artillery, how powerful will our army be?"

After hearing this, Fergus' eyes sparkled. Although he didn't understand magic, he understood what Link meant. Such an army would undoubtedly be invincible. However, he still had concerns in his heart: "Are you sure you want to research these things? It's a waste to build this, and it also requires a lot of resources."

Link looked at Fergus with a firm gaze: "Don't worry about that. Just tell me if you can get it done."

Fergus touched his chin, thought for a moment and said, "Yes. A long time ago, many masters among our dwarves have tried to study this and even created many artifacts. Although it is a bit difficult, it is still possible with our dwarven technology. It's just that our tools are not yet complete, so it may take some time, and the materials..."

Link was delighted when he heard this. He said without hesitation, "We are not in a hurry as long as we can make this thing. As for the materials, I will arrange for someone to gather them for you."

Fergus nodded, feeling a little relieved. If the materials could be supplied, then half of the problem would be solved. He frowned and continued, "Iron is the most needed to make weapons... Our current iron reserves are not sufficient."

Link thought for a moment and said, "As for iron, although we don't have much iron in Mislina City, we can buy some... But speaking of iron, did you find any mineral deposits when you were digging the mountain?"

Fergus heard this and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes: "You're right, when we were excavating the mountain, we found that there might be an iron vein hidden under this mountain. If we need iron, after we finish excavating these mountains, we can dig a tunnel to mine the ore."

"Really? There's iron ore underneath?" Link was shocked when he heard that. Having iron ore meant that they could be self-sufficient and no longer have to worry about iron materials. This was undoubtedly great news for them.

Fergus nodded affirmatively. "Yes, we did some preliminary exploration and found that the iron ore vein has quite rich reserves. If mined, it will be enough to support us in making a large number of weapons and equipment."

After hearing this, Link was very excited. He seemed to see the invincible army of the future, marching towards him with firm steps. He took a deep breath and said to Fergus, "Well, you continue to dig the mountain and prepare to mine the iron ore. I will arrange for someone to send you the necessary tools and materials to ensure that you can proceed smoothly."