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"Your Highness, I shall take my leave now."

Link nodded gracefully, then turned and left, leaving Farahia alone in the hall.

She was slightly lost in thought, staring blankly at the bottles and jars in front of her, her thoughts seemingly drifting into the distance.

She had only come to Winterfell to sell her dwarven equipment, but she never expected it to bring her so many surprises.

It seems that not only did we not make much money this time, but we also had to spend a large sum of money to purchase more goods.

......

As night fell, Link took some lubricant.

This lubricant came with the toy carload I won in the raffle, and the reason I specifically brought it with me tonight was, of course, to...

Tonight, we must take Olivia's last virgin territory!

Go and conquer that hidden, unexplored secret realm deep within the cleft of the buttocks!

Inside the room, Olivia knelt obediently on the large bed, her large white buttocks raised high, waiting for Link to enjoy her.

In the mirror by the bedside, you can see Olivia propping herself up on the bed, her two large, soft breasts, which have become plump and soft like coconuts due to being played with every day, hanging heavily as if waiting to ripen and fall.

Link pinched one of the round, swollen buttocks in each hand. The flesh was soft to the touch but bouncy and resilient when released. The warm flesh seemed to flow, transforming into various unsightly shapes as his hands squeezed it.

Link closed his eyes, savoring the beauty of that big buttock. He opened his eyes, suddenly let go, and gently tapped the huge, ripe, juicy buttocks with his palm like he was clapping a hand drum. A tempting wave immediately rose from the sea of ​​flesh.

From the first time Link possessed Olivia, he had his eye on that big ass. Finally, tonight, he turned it into a smooth, lustful buttock, waiting for Link to penetrate it and savor its taste.

As her buttocks gradually succumbed to temptation, Olivia degenerated from a traditional, conservative noblewoman and virtuous wife and mother into Link's private pet, a breeding machine, and a human toilet. She could only sway her voluptuous, fertile buttocks like a prostitute to please her master and earn his favor.

Link chuckled softly: "Olivia, today is a very special day for you, you should say a few words."

Olivia blushed deeply and whispered, "Please...please enjoy, Master...it's my fault for not giving you my first time, so please don't be so lenient and take my first time from behind!"

Link took the lubricant with satisfaction, gently unscrewed the cap, and carefully applied the lubricating oil, which resembled Vaseline, to his enormous member.

Instantly, the thick, long object became shiny and gleaming, exuding a ferocious and terrifying aura.

Next, he dipped his little finger in some lubricant and gently probed into Olivia's deep buttocks, carefully applying it to her pink daisies that were about to be ravished.

After completing this series of preparations, Link put the lubricant back in its place, held his massive member with both hands, and made sure the direction was correct.

Then, he grabbed Olivia's plump, enormous buttocks, one in each hand, as if they could be squeezed for oil.

Taking a deep breath, as if doing weight training in a gym, Link exerted his waist strength, his strong gluteal muscles tightened inward, and he thrust forward forcefully, penetrating deep inside.

However, the attack did not land completely; a large portion of the blow remained outside.

Olivia's voluptuous body trembled violently as a result. Link saw that her beautiful back was instantly covered in sweat, and her two sexy collarbones caused her shoulders to tighten tightly against her back, clearly indicating that she was enduring intense pain.

Link saw that Olivia's pretty face was contorted with pain; she was biting her lips, tears welling up in her eyes.

Link gently placed his large hand on Olivia's buttocks and whispered in an almost coaxing tone, "Olivia, take a deep breath, relax, relax, and the pain will lessen a lot."

Link made a soothing sound, and Olivia, though in so much pain that tears were streaming down her face, tried her best to relax.

Seizing this fleeting opportunity, Link suddenly lowered his waist and hips, and with a muffled groan, he thrust forward with all his might, like a sharp blade cutting through the air!

Olivia's scream was abruptly cut off, turning into a sob. She was drenched in sweat, tears and sweat blurring her vision. Blood seeped from the corner of her lips, which she had bitten. Her plump buttocks tried to twist and struggle instinctively, but Link's iron-like hands held them firmly in place, leaving her helpless to endure it all.

Link felt as if he had stumbled into a mysterious and forbidden land he had never set foot in before. The tight, enveloping feeling made his blood boil and every nerve in his body cheer with joy.

Olivia finally couldn't bear the excruciating pain and let out a piercing scream, then began to sob intermittently.

Link rubbed the two plump, soft buttocks with his palms, his fingertips sinking into the oily texture. The touch was as soft and delicate as solidified fat, and fine beads of sweat appeared due to the pain, gleaming like pearls in the moonlight, as if they would burst open with the slightest breath.

Link took a deep breath, his Adam's apple bobbing. His abdominal and gluteal muscles tensed up like a fully drawn bowstring. At this moment, he was like a commander on the battlefield, smelling the blood and glory of the decisive moment. His nerve endings were burning with trembling.

Link leaned down and pressed his chest against Olivia's sweaty back, the rising heat carrying her scent and the salty taste of pain, weaving together in a strange and alluring way.

His lips pressed close to her face, contorted in agony, his tongue licking her bitten lip. The salty, metallic taste of blood mingled with her animalistic panting, turning into an aphrodisiac.

A pair of large hands grasped two huge breasts that were bouncing around in pain from behind, their fingertips sinking into the soft, elastic flesh, as if kneading two hot clouds.

He deliberately tossed and turned those heavy, jade-like breasts into eerie arcs, twisting and turning them left and right, their ripples undulating like two snow lotuses broken by a storm, blooming with decadent juice in his palm.

“Olivia, this place... is truly a sight to behold.”

A low, hoarse sigh escaped Link's throat as the massive object ground against every fold of the tight passage, twisting pain and pleasure into a slow, agonizing grind.

"You should be proud to receive this honor."

Olivia's sobs were shattered into broken notes, and tears mixed with sweat soaked her temples.

Blood continued to seep from the torn anus.

Link grew even more excited by her pitiful cries, his iron-like hands gripping her slender waist, each thrust carrying a brute force that crushed her screams and pleas for mercy into dust.

This struggle was doomed from the start—he was both a tyrant who controlled life and death and an evil god who enjoyed sacrifices.

She was nothing more than a trembling lamb on the altar, offering a bloody sacrifice to this violent revelry with her broken groans.

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63. Crisis Approaching

The next morning, Link slowly woke up.

He had Olivia gently part her buttocks, and upon seeing them, he was shocked to find that Olivia's delicate daisies were already swollen and red.

Link didn't dare to delay and quickly got some ointment and medicine to reduce the swelling.

He had Olivia spread her hips again, then carefully applied the ointment and medicine to her with his little finger.

Olivia obediently stuck out her buttocks, letting Link do as he pleased.

Since this exploration and development, Link has often been unable to restrain himself, and from time to time he would release his fiery passion into Olivia's delicate daisies.

After a few times, the bleeding stopped, and it even gradually learned to move on its own. This experience was so exhilarating that Link couldn't stop.

Later on, before Link's fingers even touched her, Olivia's tender anus would actively draw his fingers into it, just like a baby suckling.

It must be said that she is truly gifted in this area.

That really opened up a good anus.

At noon, Jin Meiting, leading several heavily armored shield soldiers and carrying two heavy boxes, found Link.

“Lord Link, Princess Farahia has already departed with the goods. This is the payment she made,” Jin Meiting said respectfully.

"Payment for the goods? Didn't I tell her that we would split the profits according to a certain ratio after the goods are sold?" Link frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled.

"Princess Farahia said before she left that Winter City is currently under full-scale construction. Considering that you must be having a headache with funding issues, she paid an initial investment. The remaining profits will be distributed after all the goods are sold out," Jin Meiting quickly explained.

"This woman does have some ideas. Well then, how much is the total amount due?" Link became interested.

"Thirty jars of fairy fruit wine, twenty-five gold coins per jar; fifty bottles of perfume, fifteen gold coins per bottle; one hundred bars of soap, two gold coins each. In total, that's one thousand seven hundred gold coins," Jin Meiting stated the numbers clearly and logically.

so much?

When Kim Mi-jung said the number, even Link was slightly taken aback.

That's a really good profit!

This is good, as Winter City's first development fund has finally been secured.

“Meiting, invest all of this money in the construction of Winter City. Also, tell Hannah to do everything she can to produce cement, and the expansion and reinforcement of the city walls must be completed before winter arrives!” Link made a decisive decision.

"Yes, sir, I will go and inform Hannah right away!" Jin Meiting accepted the order and left.

......

After Farasia left, news of the elven wine, perfume, and soap spread like wildfire.

A jar of elven fruit wine, after passing through the hands of Farasia's merchant guild, saw its price skyrocket to forty-five gold coins per jar, and even so, it was still in short supply.

Those nobles who were addicted to alcohol were willing to pay as much as sixty gold coins to buy a jar of fruit wine from Falasia.

Perfume and soap became luxury items that wealthy women eagerly pursued, with prices soaring and increasing several times over in an instant.

Such substantial profits naturally attracted the covetous eyes of many.

As the eldest princess of the human empire, Farahia possessed a noble status and a prominent position, so those with ill intentions naturally dared not do anything to her.

So they followed the clues and pointed the finger at Winterhold, the city that supplied the goods.

In a short time, many chambers of commerce sent representatives to Lin Ke to discuss cooperation.

However, Link dismissed them one by one, citing that he had signed a contract with Princess Farahia and could only supply her with goods.

But some people just don't believe in this superstition.

The first to lose his composure was the lord of Ironhammer Territory.

"My lord, the news has been confirmed. Those elven fruit wines, perfumes, and soaps all originated from Winterfell. It is said that there is an elf in Winterfell, and these goods were brought by that elf!"

Schumpeter, panting heavily, said excitedly, "Hmph! Send someone to tell that brat Link to hand over the elf obediently. Winterfell has no right to trade with the elves!"

"But sir, what if he doesn't agree?"

"Then send troops to raze Winterfell to the ground! If the old lord of Winterfell were still alive, I might be a little wary. But now, Winterfell has been ravaged by that Orlando guy for over two years, so why would I be afraid of such a greenhorn?!"

The obese Peter Graeme, wearing a bearskin cloak, slammed his hand on the table and roared angrily.

Because of his tall and fat physique, and the fact that he often wore his signature bear cape, he was jokingly called "Peter Schumpeter".

Indeed, the war potential of Ironhammer Territory is in no way inferior to that of Winterhold.

Ironhammer Territory is backed by the continuous mountain range of Thorn Ridge, and hidden within the mountain range is an extremely rich iron ore vein.

The name Iron Hammer Territory comes from this.

A few years ago, he might have been wary of the old lord of Winterfell and given him some leeway. But after the city's growth and expansion over the past two years, coupled with the chaos caused by Orlando, Winterfell's fortunes have changed.

Schumpeter simply did not believe that Winterfell could still possess the strength it once had.

In his view, wealth should be earned by the capable, and with such a huge amount of wealth, he naturally wouldn't mind taking action to plunder it!

......

As night fell, Link received detailed intelligence from the Black Knife Assassins.

The intelligence was incredibly detailed, not only pinpointing the exact location of the Iron Hammer Territory mine, but also thoroughly investigating the troop deployments within the city.

Link didn’t dare to delay and immediately summoned Lina, Agnes, Fiora and others. Kim Mi-ting and Hannah were also sitting around them.

Everyone sat together, looking at the intelligence presented by the black-knife assassin, their brows furrowed tightly.

No one expected that Winterfell would face such a troublesome problem just as the winter beast tide was about to surge in.

The butterfly's flapping wings have transformed into a hurricane in this instant.

Link knew that the game's plot had changed drastically because of his presence.

According to the Black Knife Assassins' report, the total strength of the Iron Hammer Clan reached 1,700 men.

Considering the need for someone to defend the city, the number of troops deployed will likely be no less than 1,500.

"I'm so sorry, Lord Link, it's all my fault for causing you trouble." Fiora said, her head bowed low with guilt.

"Why should I apologize? What does this have to do with you? This is clearly Schumpeter's greed at work!"

Link raised an eyebrow and said resolutely, "I swear here and now, Fiora, whether it's you, Agnes, Lina, or Kim Meiting, Hannah, or every resident of Winterfell, no matter what happens in the future, I will never abandon you! Since Schumpeter is trying to start a war, that suits me just the way it is!"

Link's words deeply moved the women present.

Of course, Link said this not because he wanted to win the girls' favor, but because he wanted to completely resolve this worry before the beast tide arrived.

Otherwise, when the beast tide truly arrives, and someone ambushes or stabs them in the back, Winterfell will surely be caught in a desperate situation, attacked from both sides.

Moreover, Link also needs to plunder more wealth through a war, and use this to establish Winterfell's formidable reputation, so that those who covet Winterfell's wealth will hesitate and back down!

Without a doubt, this battle will be a key turning point in the rise of Winter City!

He was determined to get his hands on that rich iron mine in Iron Hammer Territory!

"Since they are so eager for war, then we will grant their wish and fight them to the bitter end! Since they want war, then we will give them war!"

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