Legend of the Yakuza - Part 8

"Far above me.
" Elia smiled slightly, her red lips barely touching the paper, then solemnly handed me a letter. It was a farewell letter from Rebiru, detailing Kaguru and Lina's previous plot against me.
They had kidnapped Rebiru's granddaughter, using her to blackmail my good partner into informing him. And after successfully assassinating me, they had nominated Moshiai as the nominal leader, with Rebiru effectively in charge of the gang.
After the plot failed, Prince Kaguru didn't kill Rebiru's kidnapped granddaughter; instead, he released her. Fearing my punishment, Rebiru had already fled, leaving a letter explaining what had happened and wishing me well.
"It's better this way!" Thanks to Heifer for reporting Rebiru's granddaughter's disappearance to me. At that time, I had suspected Lina's involvement, and this incident made me determined to mobilize several hundred people to be responsible for the meeting. If I had sent fewer people then, I might be dead by now.
"Aria! Do you think Kaguru will go all out against me? I'm the biggest obstacle to his marriage of Sheila."
"I don't think so. As a gangster, you were killed by another gangster in a turf war; Sheila has no reason to blame her father. But if Kaguru does it himself, it's different. If his own father kills his first love, Kaguru will fear his daughter's lifelong hatred. Kaguru himself has no weaknesses that can be exploited, but we can use Sheila."
Aria continued, "According to my investigation, when you returned to the capital from No Return Island, it was Kaguru who leaked the information."
"So what should we do next?" "
First, naturally, we need to deal with the White Whale Gang, and then figure out how to deal with Kaguru." "Of
course, we need to deal with the White Whale Gang, but the most important thing is Kaguru behind it all."
Kaguru is too good at acting. He was so kind to me before, like a nephew, making me believe him. In reality, he's a wolf in sheep's clothing, ready to eliminate me for more profit. He claims he won't act personally for Sheila's sake, but who knows if he'll do something underhanded.
Elia said with a serious expression, "He's no simple character! For hundreds of years, no one has been able to deal with him."
Last night, to target Kaguru, I asked Sheila a lot about her father in bed, gaining a deeper understanding of him.
According to Kaguru's analysis, the world will definitely undergo a major upheaval in twenty or thirty years. It will either be foreign invasion, noble rebellion, or peasant uprising. Given the current corruption in the government, this analysis makes a lot of sense. This has nothing to do with me; even if I'm not dead in thirty years, I'll be an old man on the verge of death. Not many people live to be sixty or seventy.
In either case, Kaguru has no intention of sharing the fate of the kingdom. To join the victors in the future chaos, he has been making long-term arrangements, and military strength and money are indispensable. Naturally, this includes using his daughter, as an important pawn, to forge a political marriage.
"Kaguru is a founding hero who has lived for hundreds of years. Even the emperor dares not underestimate his power within the country. But if I can make good use of Sheila, I will have a chance to deal with him." "
So what exactly do you plan to do?"
"I don't have a clue about the details yet, but I plan to smuggle military weapons from abroad, then use Sheila to lure Kaguru into a trap, and then eliminate him in one fell swoop. Because with the power I currently have, it's too difficult to deal with Kaguru, not to mention that we will need weapons to deal with the White Whale Gang in the future."
Elia shook her head and said, "The Empire strictly prohibits the smuggling of military weapons. Even Prime Minister Grugu might not dare to protect you. No matter how much you embezzle, it's one thing, but importing military weapons will be considered treason."
"How do you know it won't succeed if you don't try?"
"Your father asked me to take care of you before he died. What if something happens this time? How am I supposed to face him?"
"Aylia! I'm not a child anymore, and I don't need anyone to take care of me." I pressed Elia down into the chair and forcefully kissed her fragrant red lips.
"Ugh!" Elijah's initial struggle and resistance turned into submission and surrender, and then she actively returned my kiss.
Two wet, slippery tongues intertwined and invaded each other's mouths.
Taking advantage of this momentum, I reached out to unbutton Elijah's clothes, but her slender, jade-like fingers pressed down on them.
Breathless, Elijah whispered in my ear, "You promised me you'd only shake hands and kiss, you can't break the rules."
I really wanted to use force to strip Elijah's clothes off completely and take her right there and then. But perhaps it's this kind of chase and push-and-pull that makes it fun between men and women, and I said unwillingly, "Then you perform a masturbation show, just like last time."
Elijah shyly agreed to my lewd request.
After we finished, she lay naked on my bed, covered only by a thin blanket, and continued to talk to me like that.
"Since you became the gang leader, you've become more and more like your father. Many times, even if I didn't want to, I still gave in to your forceful demands."
I caressed Elia's body through the thin blanket, but she didn't resist. According to her explanation, the thin blanket acted as a barrier, so it wasn't considered a violation.
"Ellios, I'll be responsible for finding a suitable weapons merchant for you, but you need to find a way to persuade Chancellor Grugu, otherwise it will all be in vain." Elia said, her face flushed, because the waves of pleasure within her hadn't subsided.

Chapter Nine: The Brothel's Indecent Assault
Elia also told me to be wary of one thing: the poison experts within the White Whale Gang. Just like the last time Elizabeth poisoned herself for me, if I had really been poisoned then, she wouldn't have been able to save me.
The White Whale Gang has been gradually intensifying its attacks on my Lavron Gang in recent days, and during this time, I can only deal with things as they come. However, I believe that Lina will eventually have more drastic measures, but before that, I decided to buy time to train Marina.
This former sheriff is now naked, locked in the underground training room my father loved. Using the medicine Elia gave me, I've suppressed the dragon-blooded power within her, limiting her to half the strength of her human bloodline. Elia's familiarity with various drugs and poisons only fuels my curiosity about her origins.
Opening the basement door, I see Marina, chained in the dim light, exuding a seductive, slave-like allure, her delicate hands covering her private parts.
After a year of torture and abuse, Marina has survived the initial shock and horror of falling from heaven to hell, and has now regained her former strength and courage.
Like chaining a bitch, I chain Marina's delicate neck. I pull hard on the chain until Marina's face turns red and she struggles to breathe.
"Alright! I, you lewd and vile female dragon, know that your true allegiance is neither to Prince Kaguru nor Prime Minister Grugu. It's to the prince you secretly love. I need you to contact him now; I have important business to discuss with him."
"Cough...cough cough..."
Marina said firmly, "I don't understand what you're talking about at all."
"It seems you still don't understand. I am your master now, and my words are commands. If you still don't understand, I'm going to punish you properly."
"You're nothing but a wicked scum who subdued me temporarily through scheming and trickery. What master? Die!" This hateful woman, thinking herself a righteous hero, not only refused to yield but also tried to knee me in the groin. Luckily, I dodged quickly.
"I didn't beat you today, but you're already scratched."
I grabbed a thick, long whip, swept my foot across Marina, pressed my palm against her smooth, bare back, and then lashed it hard across her sexy buttocks.
"Ah...it hurts...ah...ooh..." Marina groaned beneath me, her once fair and delicate skin now a crisscrossing red from the whip's strokes.
"Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!"
"How about that? Do you know how powerful I am now?"
"Hit me if you want, kill me if you want, bring it on." Tears welled in Marina's eyes, but she bravely held on without crying.
"Still being stubborn! Believe me or not, I'll tie you naked on the streets of the capital, and have someone pay you a copper coin to have sex with you once, making you the lowest prostitute in the capital."
"If you're a man, then keep your word. Don't make empty threats here, you coward."
"How dare you!" I immediately slapped Marina across the face.
After several days of "training," Marina not only didn't submit, but she also understood my methods, resisting with all her might—verbally, mentally, and physically.
Marina knew that while I dared to tie her naked in the street, I also knew I wouldn't dare linger, fearing capture by the authorities. Although she felt ashamed of being naked, she could tolerate the lewd and mocking gazes of others. Taking her out would actually give her a chance to escape, albeit naked.
"I still have many powerful methods I haven't used yet."
"Then use them," Marina replied fearlessly, head held high.
After adding several guards, I removed Marina's collar, handcuffs, and shackles, making her look like a newborn baby.
Marina was led naked out of the garden, and along the way, I indulged my lust, touching her wherever I pleased.
Marina, of course, wouldn't let me have my way. Unfortunately, her strength was no match for mine; her resistance only fueled my thrill of conquest.
Marina coldly said from the carriage, "Are you going to parade me naked through the streets again?"
"There's more to come. It won't be as monotonous as parading naked through the streets every time."
Marina glared at me fiercely, but she was powerless against me, the master who was wantonly caressing her breasts. She had nowhere to escape in the carriage; resisting now would only draw more attention to her disheveled state as she rode naked.
The carriage moved at varying speeds through the streets of the capital. Whenever it stopped, Marina would uneasily glance at the pedestrians on the side of the road.
No wonder! She wasn't even covered by a cloth, and my fingers had penetrated to the very bottom of her legs, caressing her private parts.
Just then, a carriage stopped beside us, and the noblewoman inside was speechless at Marina's appearance.
I seized the opportunity to overcome her resistance, pinching her most sensitive clitoris between my fingers and gently rubbing and teasing it.
Overwhelmed by pleasure, Marina lowered her head in shame and humiliation, her face flushed and her chest heaving violently.
Soon, my fingers were soaked with the love juice seeping from her secret cave.
I held my fingers up to Marina's eyes, mocking, "I never imagined our capital's sheriff would be such a lewd woman, parading naked through the streets of a carriage, not only unafraid but even excited."
"You scoundrel! If you hadn't drugged me, I wouldn't have reacted so easily."
We continued our playful advance until we arrived at one of my large brothels. It was still early, and there were no customers yet.
Marina's face turned pale as she said, "You want me to be a prostitute!"
"You're a prisoner now. Whether you resist or not, you can't escape being raped by me. If you willingly become my slave, you can suffer less."
Marina raised her eyebrows angrily, "I will never submit to you, you beast! You'll regret it if you don't kill me, because I will definitely find a chance to escape, and then I'll make you wish you were dead."
In response to Marina's stubborn resistance, I grabbed her breasts, squeezing until she screamed in pain.
"How will you wish you were dead? Let's see who wishes they were dead!" Leaving five scratch marks, I pushed Marina out of the carriage.
"Call out all the ladies!" I loudly ordered my men.
Next, I said to Marina, who was lying on the ground, "The prostitutes under my command are all volunteers, although I don't force them into prostitution. But there are always some shameless ones who steal customers' belongings or run away after signing a contract, and then they have to be punished. Today, you'll experience my methods of punishment!"
One hundred prostitutes, dressed in flamboyant attire and as beautiful as peach blossoms, emerged from the brothel.
Given Marina's status, she probably had never looked down on these women, a group of vulgar women who willingly sold their bodies for pleasure. But at this moment, compared to these well-dressed women, she was completely naked, at risk of being violated by me at any moment, her status even lower than theirs.
"Who's that woman? She's got huge breasts."
"What a slut! Look how wet she is down there."
"Wait a minute… I recognize her. Isn't she that recently dismissed sheriff? Who would have thought someone so arrogant could fall so low? Hahahaha…"
The prostitutes chattered amongst themselves, commenting on Marina's breast size, nipple color, and even the dimensions of her vagina.
Although they claimed to be prostitutes voluntarily, no one truly chooses that path willingly; most are forced by circumstances and have no other way out. For these people living at the very bottom of society, witnessing the misfortune of others provides a chance to gloat and vent their dissatisfaction with reality.
The prostitutes' mouths were more vulgar and vicious than those of the men on the street. Under their mockery and insults, I saw Marina's expression one of extreme shame and embarrassment; she truly wished she could dig a hole and disappear.
"Bring out Sharp, Ferocious, and Vicious."
Sharp, Ferocious, and Vicious weren't human, but rather a group of male dogs kept in the brothel.
A cacophony of barking filled the air; the massive, bloodshot-eyed dogs silenced the prostitutes.
"Marina, are you considering changing your mind?"
"Don't underestimate me. Do you think I'll be afraid and submit by letting the dogs bite me?"
"Who said I'd let the dogs bite you? Don't be so clever. I'm letting the dogs rape you!"
Marina's beautiful face twisted in an instant; even her sharp mind couldn't fully comprehend my words.
"You...you...you're not human..." Marina cried out angrily after understanding my meaning.
"What do you mean, 'you're not human'? You still don't know how to call me master? You'll regret it soon enough."
Marina was probably torn between two conflicting emotions. Resisting was too horrible, yet submitting was unbearable.
"Prepare the food!"
"Let me explain. Not only is there an aphrodisiac in the food, but there's also another powder that makes the dogs mistake human scent for that of their own kind."
My men brought out several buckets of dog food and were busy sprinkling the powder on them. Meanwhile, several male dogs, including Sharp, Ferocious, and Vicious, sat obediently, staring intently at the dog food, drooling profusely.
Marina screamed incoherently, terrified, "You're a madman! You can't do this to me!"
"Marina! It seems you still don't understand obedience. Pour the dog food, unleash the dogs!"
My ten men poured several buckets of dog food onto Marina's delicate body, simultaneously releasing the leashes of over a dozen vicious dogs.
Marina let out a piercing wail, struggling amidst the dog food, battling the ferocious male dogs. The dozen or so dogs not only ate frantically but also licked Marina's body indiscriminately.
Marina's current strength was at most comparable to an average person. But compared to these enormous, human-sized vicious dogs, she was far inferior in strength.
It didn't take long for Marina to be knocked to the ground. She could only tuck her legs up and use her slender hands to protect her private parts.
"Enough! I'm willing to submit, willing to obey, quickly drag these wretched dogs away. Waaah..." Marina's cries were interspersed with her humiliated reply.
I ordered my men to bring out a few female dogs and lure away the male dogs attached to Marina.
Looking at Marina, whose limbs were weak and powerless, whose body was a mess and covered with dog claw marks, I felt a great sense of pleasure.
"In the state you are in now, only dogs would want to have sex with you. Alright! Ladies, pour me a bucket of water each and wash this slave clean."
Marina's intermittent sobs never stopped, while I patiently waited for the ladies to wash her clean.
After everything was over, I could once again clearly see Marina's beautiful, snow-white naked body, only unfortunately, there were more whip marks on her buttocks and more claw marks on her body.
"I swear allegiance to your master!"
Marina sighed, then said, "From this day forward, Marina will be loyal to her master."
"Are you aroused?" I asked, stroking Marina's lips.
Marina said fearfully, "No... I'm not aroused..."
"I said yes, so I said yes. Answer me again!"
Marina bit her red lips, her face full of reluctance, but finally she had to say, "Yes, master, I am aroused."
"Do you want me to comfort you?"
"Yes."
"Is this how a slave asks her master? Think about how a slave usually answers her master; the words should be vulgar and crude."
If she hadn't seen the pack of male dogs vying to mate with the female dog, Marina would never have submitted, but she had no choice.
"May I ask you, master, to fuck me?" There was no sound of crying, but two clear tears streamed down Marina's starry eyes.
"Crawl on the ground like a bitch, back to the sky."
Marina crawled on the ground, her face filled with sorrow, while I excitedly undressed and pulled out my erect penis.
I tenderly stroked Marina's buttocks, and Marina let out a painful sound because the whip marks on her skin were touched.
Under the gaze of hundreds of women, I penetrated Marina from behind in a position like animals mating, my hands resting on her bare back.
Due to the lack of lubrication, I might even chafe my own skin if I went in too hard.
"Relax your pussy as much as possible and move it in sync with my hips."
"What do you think? When you took me naked back to the police station that day, did you ever think that you would one day be naked and raped by me in front of hundreds of prostitutes?"
I pried open Marina's vagina with my fingers, and my erect penis slid in even deeper.
"Ah..." Marina let out a tender and moving moan.
It was incredibly pleasurable. I moved in and out of Marina's flower-like opening with abandon, occasionally unleashing a fierce assault that made her moan even more alluringly and wantonly.
"The boss is really powerful!"
"Look how much that woman is enjoying being fucked."
"Not only are those big breasts swaying, but even her ass is actively responding."
The gossip of the prostitutes around me made Marina feel extremely humiliated, while I felt extremely satisfied. I fought even harder against this former sheriff with my penis.
Under my continued conquest, Marina reached the point of orgasm. As her flower-like opening contracted rapidly, I pushed her to the ground and, with precise positioning, sprayed my hot milk all over her body.
"Clap! Clap! Clap!" The prostitutes cheered and applauded in support of me.
Marina lay on the ground, sobbing helplessly.
On the carriage back to the White House, I ordered Marina to ride on top of me and move actively, of course, we were joined together.
As I was fucking my mortal enemy, I thought of my sister, who had moved to the wilderness out of jealousy.
If only you would come back.
Emma!
"Kiss me," I commanded Marina, who was straddling me. Though her face showed reluctance, she obediently complied.
That's how it is with beauties of noble birth who consider themselves superior; even if they can endure intense physical pain, they cannot bear the humiliation of their souls. Even if I rape her, it's still being raped by a human. This is far better than being gang-raped by dogs.
After subduing Marina, my next task was to again ask Prime Minister Grugu's steward to arrange another meeting. And for this meeting, I would have to pay another ten thousand gold coins.
At the villa that Elia had arranged for us, I gathered some of my best prostitutes and hundreds of guards. Prime Minister Grugu, on the other hand, traveled light this time, bringing only a few dozen of his best men to protect him.
Grugu paid no attention to the prostitutes I used to entertain him. Although they served him quite attentively, none of them possessed any special quality to attract this powerful man who had likely slept with countless beauties.
During the meal, I made a request to Grugu, asking for his permission to smuggle military weapons and stating that I could eliminate his mortal enemy, Prince Kaguru.
He seemed to find my proposal unappealing, coldly saying, "Kaguru is not so easily eliminated; otherwise, would I have allowed him to live to this day? Besides, your smuggling of weapons is a hidden danger that will bring unrest to the court. If the world falls into chaos, even my position as prime minister will be precarious." "
Then I urge Your Excellency to reconsider. Also, please allow me to introduce someone to you."
"The person I want to introduce is Prince Kaguru's daughter, Sheila Kaguru." Sheila, dressed in a black tuxedo, entered through the door, bowed to us, and then sat down.
Grugu leered at Sheila and said, "Oh! That's quite unexpected!"
"Yes! Your Excellency, the last time we met you were just a local official. I never imagined you'd rise to the position of prime minister so quickly in just seven or eight years."
Grugu responded to Sheila with a forced smile.
Sheila wasn't an easy person to get along with, especially since her father was a powerful figure who never gave anyone a friendly look.
"How rude of me! Please forgive her rudeness, Your Excellency." Ignoring Sheila's reaction, I forcibly pulled her onto my lap.
"Ellios..." my dark-haired beauty exclaimed in surprise. Unable to break free from my strong arms, Sheila finally gave in and sat awkwardly in my lap.
"Your Excellency, we are deeply in love, but unfortunately, his father disapproves of our relationship. I hope you can put in a good word for us with His Majesty the Emperor and arrange our marriage,"
said Grugu. "This matter is not simple; please allow me to consider it."
"I entrust this to you," I said, after a brief intimacy with Sheila before letting her leave the city.
Grugu said, "Given your status, obtaining the Emperor's approval for your marriage will not be easy, and that Kaguru fellow will not yield easily."
"I apologize! You have misunderstood. I never intended to marry that willful and capricious little girl. My words just now were merely to deceive her. As you just saw, Kaguru's daughter is deeply infatuated with me. If I can use her, eliminating Kaguru, which is impossible for others, is not impossible. Please reconsider my proposal to allow me to smuggle military weapons. With sufficient weapons, I may be able to take care of Kaguru."
Grugu still did not agree, only saying that he would reply to me as soon as possible.
"Besides Sheila, I have another trump card. Please grant her an audience
, Your Excellency." The second person I let Grug see was Marina. This time, she wasn't naked; she was wearing the full armor she wore as a sheriff.
"Oh! Marina, didn't you side with Kaguru?"
"No! He sideped with me, only nominally serving Kaguru. Your Excellency must also highly regard Marina's martial arts skills. With Sheila as my inside man, Marina responsible for the assassination, and my thousands of followers, we can definitely achieve a surprise victory." "
It seems I truly underestimated you. Like father, like son. Alright! I'll have my men arrange it. You can have whatever you want. But not too many, or it'll cause me trouble."
Grug then actually hinted that I should give Sheila and Marina to him for his amusement. I had no choice but to feign compliance, saying that it would be after Kaguru was dealt with.
As Grug took the prostitutes I'd offered back to enjoy, he didn't forget to remind me again before leaving that I should give him Sheila and Marina.
"That old lecher is really going too far!" I couldn't help but curse after he left.
Marina could be given to him if necessary; she's my slave girl anyway. But Sheila is my mistress; who wants to let you play with my woman?
In any case, I finally obtained a license to smuggle military weapons from Grug. From now on, not only will my wealth increase dramatically, but my gang's strength will also increase significantly.
"Alright! It's time to take off all your clothes. As a lowly slave, you have no right to wear clothes."
Marina began to undress in humiliation, while asking me, "Master, aren't you afraid that Grugu will find out if you deceive him like this? Without your head being handed over to Kaguru, I can't become his subordinate. Besides, do you really want me to assassinate Prince Kaguru? I'm only slightly stronger than a helpless chicken right now." "
You don't need to worry about that. I have my own ways to deal with Prince Kaguru. You just want me to give you the antidote. I advise you not to be delusional. Also, you're not allowed to tell Sheila what I said to Grugu, or I guarantee you'll have an ending worse than being gang-raped by a pack of dogs."
Compared to Marina, this submissive slave, my little cow, Zhen, is much gentler, more considerate, and more adorable. But it's precisely because of Marina's mental resistance that I find it even more interesting to train her.
Regardless of whether Kaguru has any schemes against me, I don't believe Lina of the White Whale Gang will sit idly by while I act. Currently, the conflict between the two sides is limited to territorial squabbles; there haven't been any decisive battles yet.
After eliminating Perbodia, I absorbed my old gang members and recruited new ones, bringing my forces to about five thousand.
This is less than half the size of the White Whale Gang and their allies, but thanks to Elijah's early planning, I haven't been at a disadvantage against the White Whale Gang's attacks.

Chapter Ten, "The Naked Mermaid,"
outlines a method specifically for medium-sized gangs, averaging only a few hundred to a thousand members.
Even the most loyal allies prioritize self-preservation in a life-or-death situation. Therefore, Elijah cultivated several small gangs of around a hundred members, operating covertly within the territories of these medium-sized gangs. Though small in number, they are exceptionally united and have received considerable training, making them all brave and elite.
In a direct confrontation, these small gangs naturally have no chance of winning; they can only operate in the shadows. However, if the mid-sized gangs supporting the White Whale were to dedicate all their resources to supporting the White Whale, their territory would fall into the hands of these smaller gangs. When they focus their energy and manpower on dealing with these smaller gangs, they can only send a negligible few dozen to a hundred men to support the White Whale.
Without these allies, the White Whale's numerical advantage in the battle against my Lafran gang has dwindled to a slight advantage.
After Rebiru's abrupt departure, Elia has replaced him as my strategist.
I asked her to investigate Lina, the White Whale's female leader. Underworld gangs rarely have effective methods for succession; each change of leadership inevitably leads to internal strife and division.
After the fierce battle with Pablodia, I deeply understand that directly eliminating the White Whale could take years, even assuming a smooth victory.
Therefore, I think that if we can find Lina's weakness and eliminate her... The White Whale Gang is bound to descend into internal strife and division, which will allow me to avoid many major battles and defeat the divided gangs one by one.
Lina, before her husband's death, had no particularly illustrious reputation, only known for her beauty and virtue.
After her husband's death, the White Whale Gang fell into internal strife and division, with some members demanding that she mediate the conflicts between several factions.
Although she appealed to their sense of justice, urging them to prioritize the greater good and preserve the White Whale Gang, her husband's life's work, no one was willing to listen to her, a powerless and weak woman. Just as things were about to end badly,
she silently drew her sword and, in full view of everyone, swiftly and decisively killed the leaders of the two largest factions. According to those present at the time, she was half-naked, covered in blood, and exuding a murderous aura—truly like a female demon incarnate.
I walked down the street with Elia, listening to her report, followed by the loyal little cow, Little Zhen. I can guess what happened that day; no wonder she was able to replace her husband as gang leader. Lina is indeed a ruthless character; she shows no mercy when it's time to act.
Elijah said, "Lina rarely acts personally."
"Why?" Little Jane asked curiously.
I replied, "Of course! As the leader of a gang, she's not some petty thug."
Then Elijah said sternly, "But when she does act, it's often a bloodbath."
I couldn't help but recall the day Lina assassinated Pablo Diaz in front of me.
Elia continued, "Lina's armor is called the Crimson Crystal Armor. It's a rare treasure, but its other function besides defense is uncertain. And that Crimson Sun Blade she wields... I wonder if your spiked club can handle it." "
I've already found a mage to cast a spell on the club to reduce its weight and strengthen its rigidity. As long as she doesn't easily cut it, it'll be fine,"
I sighed. "In short, Lina doesn't have any exploitable weaknesses."
"Not entirely," Elia said. We walked and talked, eventually arriving at a graveyard.
"Lina loved her husband very much, and this can be seen from the tomb she built for him. She carved the entire tombstone and decorations herself."
Lina's deceased husband's tomb, though not a grand structure—just a semi-circular burial chamber six feet in diameter and three feet high—is small and exquisite, though not comparable to the tombs of kings and generals. The stones of the chamber are adorned with carvings depicting their journey from meeting to falling in love, marriage, and married life.
Each carving is meticulously crafted, a testament to masterful skill. The lifelike images made me feel as if I were witnessing firsthand that this seemingly cold woman once experienced tender love.
Several carvings depict their son, who died shortly after birth, with Lina depicted in tears, heartbroken. Her son's grave is built right next to her husband's.
"No matter how much he loved his husband and son, they're dead. I can't just dig up their bones and use them to blackmail Lina!"
Little Jane said, "You want to dig up this grave? That's not a good idea!" I shook my head, touching her round, fragrant buttocks, and said no.
Elijah knelt down affectionately, stroking the stone sculpture of Lina, and said, "Ellios! Now that I've lost your father, I can..."

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