Review Detail of Annndu in Release That Witch

Roland was sitting in an office, discussing the price of a steam engine with a businesswoman. The businesswoman said, "Your Highness, why are you fidgeting? Is the chair uncomfortable?" Roland replied, "No, I have recently been experiencing some discomfort after prolonged bouts of sitting. Perhaps, it's my hemorrhoids. It will be fine after making some adjusting. Don't mind it. Back to this batch of steam engines, the main purpose for them is…" "But, Your Highness. I smell the scent of photinias. Who was the one that brought such a vulgar flower here? Why are your maids so…" The businesswoman's sentence was cut short by Roland's unnatural facial expression. "Enough Margaret!" Roland appeared to be holding back something, perhaps the pain caused by his hemorrhoids. His body began to convulse abnormally as he stuttered, "I… Urgh! I… Ah! Am only… Huff puff… only a little…" The businesswoman carefully listened to Roland Wimbledon's explanation. With his esteemed status, His Highness still insists on negotiating with me, a businesswoman, despite being ill. What a responsible hegemon. There were slapping and smacking sounds…as well as a moan. Unsure if it was a mistake on her part, Margaret felt that she had heard the crisp slapping sound of flesh meeting flesh. However, it was so soft that she shrugged it off, thinking that she was hearing things. "Your Highness, your health is of greater importance. Why don't I come again another day?" "No… Well… I'm just… feeling a little… comfortable now…" Roland's body trembled a few times as though he was releasing something he had been holding back for a long while. He reached out his hand and touched the air. After resting his eyes for two minutes, he opened them again as he said with vigor, "I apologize, Margaret. I felt a little uncomfortable a moment ago but I'm fine now. Let us continue." "Alright, Your Highness," said Margaret with a smile, her nose twitching unnaturally. The smell of photinias turned stronger. What irresponsible maids. Margaret lamented unhappily in her mind. P.S. The smell of photinias resembles that of semen. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- found some interesting RTW fanfictions that were talked about in China. As a big fan of RTW, I thought someone else might like it. If you like them, pls tell me. i'll translate more. :D https://forum.webnovel.com/d/5323-fanfictions-for-rtw/2