Iron Harvest: When Farming Becomes Conquest
Chapter 110 - 14: First Kiss

Chapter 110: Chapter 14: First Kiss

Nillie awakened from her memories.

She had been immersed in the past, unaware of how much she had said or what forbidden things she might have spoken.

Earl Bailey and Lord White Poplar both worried about the descendants of the Sea Castle staying at the castle, which would not be favorable for future development.

Her identity was sensitive, and being a maid of the lord of the Sea Castle, they simply found a slave trader to sell them to lands a thousand miles away from the Sea Castle.

It generated revenue for them and also eliminated potential worries, killing two birds with one stone.

Humans always have to look forward.

No one would believe these people could traverse thousands of mountains and rivers with the identity of slaves and return to the Sea Castle.

These days, Nillie had been chopping wood and lighting fires at the campsite, her palms blistered, enduring the lecherous gaze of the stewards.

Some even hinted that she could come out to catch a cool breeze at night, and they could make her work easier in the future.

But the Sea Castle kin took good care of her, rallying around her whenever someone approached her.

The stewards, fearful of making a big fuss, remembered these slaves belonged to the lord.

Having interacted with the lord for several months, they knew his nature well and dared not infuriate him.

She only hoped to regain her former treatment.

Even if not as a personal maid, anything would be better than these rough and tiring jobs.

Thus, she faced the scrutiny of the nobility undaunted, instead standing tall and stretching out her charm.

Roman pondered for a moment before asking, "Do you have any special abilities or strengths?"

Nillie was briefly stunned, furrowing her brow, trying hard to figure out the meaning of his question.

Her expression slowly became very serious, and she nodded.

Roman was curious about the bloodline of the Sea Castle, lifted his chin, and said, "Let me see your abilities."

Nillie turned and realized it was just her and Roman in the hall.

Everyone else was busy, and Seth had left after bringing her here.

"Right here?" she asked.

Roman realized too, unable to demonstrate the ability to breathe underwater on land. He was about to take Nillie to the river when he saw Nillie walking towards him, and to his shock, she knelt before him, reaching out to undo his pants.

"What are you doing?" Roman’s face darkened.

He grabbed Nillie’s blue hair, forcing her to stop.

Nillie felt a pain at her roots, had to lift her slender neck, and found it hard to understand this noble’s peculiar tastes.

Was this part of a game?

She said in pain, "My lord, I am demonstrating my strengths."

She had learned those things, how to please a man, something all Sea Castle maids learn. If Lord Deer were to recover his health, and they knew nothing of this, it would be a dereliction of duty.

"You’re talking nonsense!" Roman’s face turned completely dark.

I want to see your inherent abilities!

Roman looked in frustration at his newly recruited Angel Envoy, who had made such a demeaning gesture.

Expecting raw iron to turn directly into steel was impossible.

They needed growth, needed to be tempered over and over to become steel.

He was always good at introspection; Nillie’s actions had almost broken his defenses, but there was no need to be angry since he hadn’t made himself clear.

"Get up," Roman released the tight grip on her blue hair.

Feeling wronged, Nillie stood up and followed Roman out of Origin Manor.

Arriving at the meandering river, Roman pointed to it and said to her, "Go down."

Nillie finally understood Roman’s intention this time.

She swiftly took off her clothes, her graceful body reflecting a sort of white light under the sun. Before Roman could take a second look, she dived headfirst into the river.

Hardly causing a splash, she entered the water like a nimble fish.

Standing in the water, only her wet blue head emerged. She looked at Roman, waiting for the next instruction.

"How long can you dive?"

Nillie shook her head and said, "I don’t know, my lord, I haven’t been in touch with water for a long time."

Since she had become the maid of the lord of Sea Castle, she had not jumped into the sea to fish anymore. Every day was too busy, learning all kinds of knowledge because she had to assist in managing the Sea Castle. Eight years had passed.

Roman said, "I want to see your limit."

Nillie disappeared from the river’s surface.

The buoyancy in inland rivers was less than in the ocean, making it easier to sink to the bottom.

She quickly adapted to this difference.

It was uncertain how long she waited, but finally, unable to persist, she emerged to breathe the fresh air.

Roman was very satisfied with her performance and said, "Well done. Come on up."

He silently counted in his heart, reaching three hundred seconds before seeing Nillie resurface.

Ordinary people could not dive for more than a hundred seconds, while Conquest Knights might reach about two hundred. Some Transcendents with poorer lung capacity might manage a little over a hundred.

Of course, neither the former nor the latter had undergone professional diving training.

Nillie’s performance, fairly satisfactory for her duration, was solely due to her exceptional natural talent.

With a little training, she could significantly improve her diving ability. Her potential for development was too high.

Truly worthy of being a Three Star Level Angel Envoy.

After Nillie came ashore, she shook her body like a feline, spraying water from her hair and body, then bent down to pick up her clothes and put them on.

Roman told her, "From now on, you will become my chamberlain."

He took a moment to check Nillie’s relationship meter, which was initially close to 20%. The moment he spoke those words, it jumped to 30% and was still increasing.

Nillie immediately said joyfully, "I will not disappoint your trust."

Roman smiled. He placed his palm on Nillie’s wet blue hair, gently rubbing it, feeling the water-soaked strands soft and silky. Despite the absence of shampoo, her hair quality was excellent, and the dirt on her body had disappeared with the diving, making her lovely face even more radiant and attractive.

"The harder you work, the greater the responsibility I will entrust to you." This time, Roman could not restrain the desire in his heart. He used his fingers to lift Nillie’s chin, making her subconsciously raise her delicate face.

Nillie looked up at Roman, her azure eyes seeming to draw one’s soul into them.

Roman’s heartbeat quickened slightly, and for a moment, instinct overtook reason as he lowered his head and kissed Nillie’s lips.

Nillie was slightly stunned; she closed her eyes, responding awkwardly yet earnestly to Roman.

These two novices at kissing soon felt breathless.

"Phew!" Roman abruptly lifted his head, breaking free from Nillie’s tongue, panting heavily. Nillie’s face was embarrassingly red; she lowered her head and pursed her lips, her breathing rapid. She felt this action was more exhausting than diving for ten minutes, almost breathless.

Roman licked the corners of his mouth, tasting the lingering sweetness but knew it was not the time to be lost in beauty.

He said to Nillie, "You are very beautiful, but keep your distance from now on."

Nillie looked oddly at Roman, keenly sensing the agitation and intense desire he had shown during their passionate kiss. She was prepared for what might come next...she felt a bit shy; to say she was prepared was really just to say she could only passively endure.

The development was too quick, but she had to go with the flow like a leaf carried along by the relentless river towards the sea.

For now, as the river had ceased to flow, she would not press further.

Nillie knew that just because the river stopped didn’t mean desires wouldn’t accumulate.

Every reservoir has a day when it breaches, furiously rushing towards the sea, all it needs is a catalyst.

But having some time to familiarize and adapt is always good.