Is this cheat code from Bika? Just do it!

Link chuckled, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes: "I like that defiant look in your eyes. After all, if someone gives in too easily, it makes conquering them much less interesting. What, do you have something to say to me?"

After saying that, he reached out and pulled the burlap sack from Olivia's mouth.

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7. Become my slave.

"You shameless lord! Orlando was diligent and loyal his entire life, and you treated him like this..."

Olivia's voice trembled with anger, but before she could finish speaking...

"Snapped!"

With a sharp crack, Link's palm landed heavily on Olivia's face, and her snow-white skin instantly swelled up.

Link, however, remained cold and merciless, grabbing her by the neck and lifting her off the ground.

"Ugh—" Olivia struggled in pain, her face gradually turning red from suffocation.

Suffocating from being choked, she began to struggle instinctively, trying to get a breath of fresh air.

Seeing this, Isabel, her eyes brimming with tears, kept kowtowing to Link, begging for mercy, her little face filled with fear and helplessness.

"It seems you know nothing about what Orlando has done."

Link released her, and Olivia fell to the ground, coughing violently. Link gently patted Olivia's swollen cheek.

"He plotted a rebellion and secretly planned to assassinate me. The evidence is conclusive, and his crime is unforgivable!"

"How...how could this be!? No, it's impossible!" Olivia was shocked, but even more so, she couldn't believe it.

Link sneered and spoke again: "Now that Orlando is dead, even if I pardon you for your crimes, as wives and daughters of a disgraced official, you will still be slaves and suffer endless humiliation according to the law. Just think, with your beauty, you must have attracted countless men to drool over you, right?"

"No...don't..." Olivia's voice was weak and trembling, her eyes filled with despair.

She certainly understood what she would experience if she were sold into slavery.

Given their looks, the mother and daughter would likely be trained by slave owners and sold into high-class brothels to serve nobles. Or they might be bought by private individuals and used as private sex slaves, never to see the light of day again.

"Hahaha, don't worry! I, Link, have always been merciful. I will not sell you into slavery and let you be bullied. I will give you a good way to live!"

Link's laughter echoed in the study, but it was filled with sarcasm and coldness.

Upon hearing this, the glimmer of hope that had just ignited in Olivia and Isabel's eyes was instantly swallowed up by the icy chill of despair.

Sure enough, Link's next words were: "Considering your beauty, I'll spare your lives—from now on, you will live as my personal sex slaves! Serve me well! Hahaha!"

They knew that their fate was completely controlled by this ruthless lord.

......

Link, with a cold expression, personally put heavy handcuffs and shackles on Olivia and Isabel.

The cold metal shackles clanged against each other, producing a crisp yet chilling sound, as if it were fate's merciless pronouncement upon them.

Then, Link waved his hand, signaling his men to escort the two men to the dungeon below the city lord's mansion.

Freedom? For them, it is now a distant and unattainable dream.

Regardless of whether these two women intended to escape, Link would never let them go easily simply because they were the wives and daughters of his enemy.

Even if we don't take their lives, we must make them suffer in this dark and hopeless place and endure all kinds of torment.

What if they retaliate if we set them free?

Wouldn't that be risking your own life?

First, imprison them here, and let this dark, damp dungeon, filled with the stench of decay, gradually wear down their pride and sharpness.

Once they realize their situation in despair and fear, and understand that they are nothing more than prisoners to be manipulated, then they should be properly trained and made to submit completely.

Thinking of this, Link couldn't help but let out a laugh.

After dealing with Olivia and Isabel's affairs, Lina meticulously inventoried Orlando's illegal gains over the years and reported the details to Link.

Orlando is truly a wolf in sheep's clothing!

During his short tenure, he extended his greedy reach to all sides, using his power to embezzle and accept bribes on a large scale.

In the bustling commercial district of Winterfell alone, he occupied shops and properties on two entire streets.

Each property is converted into gold coins according to its location, ranging from 10 to over 20 coins.

A rough estimate suggests that the value of these properties alone is over 500 gold coins, an amount that would be enough to ensure an ordinary family's livelihood for several lifetimes.

And this is just the tip of the iceberg.

When Lina's men pried open the iron door to the basement of the Orlando mansion, everyone was speechless.

The jewelry, gold and silver coins piled up inside even formed a small mountain.

Orlando lived a life of such extravagance that it was a hundred times more comfortable than that of the Lord of Winterhold!

Link stared at the list Lina handed him, listening to her explanation, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

Orlando truly deserved to die.

Of all this wealth, some may have been bribes from those merchants, but ultimately, the majority must have been the ill-gotten gains plundered from the people of Winterfell over the past few years.

Thinking of this, Link said in a deep voice, "Leave those properties untouched for now; they may have other uses in the future. As for all kinds of jewelry, exchange them all for gold and silver coins at the Chamber of Commerce, and then store them all in the vault. There must be no mistakes."

"Yes, sir." Lina respectfully accepted the order and turned to leave.

8. Winterfell

“Lina, wait a minute.” Link called out to her, his gaze lingering on her for a moment before continuing, “You can leave this matter to your adjutant. You and Agnes will come with me later to see what Winter City looks like now.”

Taking advantage of the early morning light and before dusk fully enveloped Winterfell, Link decided to take a stroll around the city.

He wanted to truly understand the current state of his Winterhold and see how his people were doing.

In the game world, these vivid aspects of people's lives are rendered as data and code, making them impossible to understand. As background settings, they are merely summarized in a few sentences.

If Link wants Winterfell to flourish and prosper under his rule, he must set foot on this land himself, observe it with his own eyes, measure it with his own feet, and feel the pulse of this city with his own heart.

Lina readily agreed upon hearing this.

She had always hoped that Link could devote more energy and attention to the city's governance, just as he was doing now.

Instead of being a spoiled brat who squanders the assets left by his ancestors.

"Yes, sir Link. I will go find my adjutant to arrange the relevant matters immediately. Please wait a moment."

Lina bowed slightly, nodded in acknowledgment, then gently pushed open the study door and left with light steps.

As Link watched Lina's retreating figure, he slowly closed his eyes, leaned back lazily in his chair, and fell into deep thought.

There is very little description of Lina in the game's storyline.

After all, in the game's plot structure, this so-called villain is ultimately just an insignificant minor character, merely a small fry to add some fun for the player.

As for Lina, she was merely a minor character in the plot, only mentioned briefly.

But it was precisely because of this that Link felt a vague unease about her.

After all, unlike Agnes, Lina wasn't a character directly generated by the system, so he found it difficult to trust her completely.

Human hearts are unpredictable, and in this ever-changing world, loyalty is a rare and precious quality.

Although there is an old saying: "If you employ someone, don't doubt them; if you doubt them, don't employ them."

But throughout history, how many people have been able to do this?

"Sigh, I just hope that one day I can awaken an ability that ensures loyalty..."

Link sighed silently in his heart, and could only keep this worry to himself for the time being.

After Lina returned from arranging her work, Link called Agnes, and the three of them, along with some guards, set off on the streets of Winterfell.

......

Upon reaching the city gate, Link paused to gaze into the distance, his eyes looking beyond the city walls towards the vast and boundless world outside.

Outside the city, there are vast expanses of farmland, like golden brocade spread across the land.

A gentle breeze swept through after the rain, causing the wheat fields to ripple and shimmer in the setting sun, radiating the joy of an impending harvest.

Link turned away and gazed at the majestic city wall before him.

Judging from the outline of the outermost city wall, the entire Winterhold resembles a regular hexagon with its apex facing north, exuding a magnificent aura.

The outermost city wall is 12 meters high, 10 to 18 meters wide, and 7.6 to 12 meters thick.

The north was the direction from which beast tides and demons frequently invaded, so the city walls on the northwest and northeast sides were the thickest and most solid.

The main structure of the city wall is made of layers of square boulders and loess clay.

Although it looks sturdy, its sturdiness is probably far less than that of modern concrete.

At the city gate, the traffic was heavy and the atmosphere was bustling.

Horse-drawn carriages came and went, raising clouds of dust.

Stepping through the city gate, a row of open-air vendors comes into view. The vendors warmly greet passersby, and the shouts and bargaining blend together, creating a lively and bustling atmosphere.

Not far further in, you'll see several shops that resemble stables and inns.

Armored guards moved among ordinary people and merchants, their unique attire adding a touch of fantasy and otherworldly charm to the city.

Guided by Lina, Link made his way forward and gradually became familiar with the layout of the city.

Which were weapon shops, which were taverns, and even the brothels hidden in the streets and alleys all came into view.

Continuing forward, the style of the shops changes again, turning into various shops catering to town residents, selling daily necessities such as rice, oil, salt, clothing, and accessories.

Deeper into the alleyways, you'll find the homes of ordinary people. The houses are arranged in a pleasing, orderly fashion, with wisps of smoke rising from their chimneys, creating a scene of peace and tranquility.

It must be said that the town's planning is quite ingenious.

If an enemy attacks from outside the city, the guards around the city gates can quickly organize a defense, buying time for the town's residents to evacuate.

Residents could either flee to the depths of the town for shelter or evacuate in the opposite direction to avoid the fighting.

The deeper you go into the town center, the more magnificent the buildings become, and the more shops specializing in high-end goods appear.

In this town, the closer a residence is to the center, the higher its wealth and status. And at the very heart of the town is, naturally, the lord's mansion of the Lord of Winter City.

9. Classification of ranks and schools of thought

In the story, four hundred years ago, Winterfell stood as an impregnable final line of defense in the fierce war against the demons, successfully repelling their attack. It is an ancient city steeped in history.

Having weathered four hundred years of trials and tribulations, the town's planning has naturally become increasingly sophisticated, something Link doesn't need to worry about too much.

However, the only drawback is that the town's sanitation is truly worrying.

Along the way, Link had witnessed people urinating and defecating in public several times. If he wasn't careful, he might step on these disgusting landmines.

If the sanitation problem is not properly addressed, an epidemic could very likely break out, bringing annihilation to the people of the city.

It seems that the most urgent task is to build some public toilets and enact relevant laws to solve this problem.

Link secretly made a mental note of this, and at the same time, he turned to Lina beside him and asked, "Lina, do you know where the Adventurers' Guild is in this city?"

"Adventurers' Guild? What's that?" Lina looked blank, her eyes full of confusion.

"My lord, I only know about the Merchant Guild, and I have never heard of the Adventurers' Guild before..." Lina frowned slightly and answered softly.

"Is there no Adventurers' Guild? What about mercenaries? Or are there any places in town where I can accept quests or missions?"

“Oh! That’s true. Some mercenary organizations often take on commissions or missions in taverns, but it’s not common. The people of Winter City don’t live well, and they usually solve their own problems. Few are willing to spend a lot of money to hire mercenaries, since the price is really high.”

Lina suddenly realized and quickly explained.

"I see."

Does this world not have any adventurers' guilds?

Link nodded slightly, secretly making plans in his mind.