Alibuda Chronicles Part 2: Volume 1, Chapter 8

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Chapter Eight: Elf knights

can scale walls and fly, but this isn't my forte. Especially considering the horrific injuries I suffered last time I sneaked into Zhizhi's boudoir, I find it very difficult. Not to mention, this manor is now surrounded by soldiers, making entry impossible.

However, since I'm here, I've prepared. If this were a foreign land, I'd be helpless, forced to summon a few lewd beasts and force my way in. But this is Alibuda. Before coming, I checked the soldiers' affiliations, memorized a few names, changed into the same uniform, and with my silver tongue, I managed to slip in unnoticed.

(That slut Leng Er is really abusing her power! She actually deployed three hundred people to defend this place. Is she afraid the Black Dragon will assassinate us? Or does she think Solancia will organize a commando team to attack?

I cursed inwardly. It did take me some effort to infiltrate this place, but I finally managed to sneak in and head towards the kiln where Zhizhi was. At this moment, I did feel a bit of regret. If I had some kind of teleportation artifact, things would be much more convenient now, at least I wouldn't have to hide so much.

Although this idea is absurd and bizarre, isn't fulfilling people's strange and wonderful dreams exactly the job of a tracker? Thinking about it this way, maybe I'm really quite suited for this job.

From the conversation of several female soldiers passing by, I heard Zhizhi finish her work and prepare to take a short rest, and she instructed the maids not to...) Unauthorized intrusion. This was, of course, great news for me, allowing me to easily sneak into the workshop, which had been marked as a restricted area.

Even without strict orders, few would dare approach. A skilled craftsman's workshop was no less dangerous than a mage's laboratory; if someone recklessly trespassed, it wouldn't be surprising if a ferocious beast suddenly appeared and bit off half of the intruder's body.

People always learn from their mistakes, and I was no exception. Last time I sneaked into Zhizhi's boudoir, I suffered a setback, so I had already asked her for a magic seal. When I arrived, her items would resonate, letting her know and preventing her from ambushing me again.

Sure enough, when I arrived at the door without incident, without even knocking, I heard a "yikes," and Zhizhi came out to open the door.

"Husband, is it really you?"

"Nonsense, who else would be so idle as to disguise themselves and come looking for you?"

I said hastily, but my heart couldn't help but pound.

It seemed she had just come from the sweltering forging workshop; Zhizhi was dressed quite lightly, wearing only a light blue off-the-shoulder, midriff-baring tank top, carelessly exposing her fair skin and slender figure; her hot pants, barely reaching her thighs, revealed a pair of delicate, smooth legs, rounded like jade pillars, their lines and colors indescribably beautiful and sexy.

As I followed Zhizhi inside, she jogged a few steps, her breasts bouncing adorably in her tank top; and when she squatted slightly to pick something up, her unconscious twisting of her waist revealed her shapely buttocks taut in her shorts, their beautiful curves repeatedly igniting a burning male desire.

"My lord, I'm so happy! When the Second Princess asked me to move here, I was worried I wouldn't see you for a while. How did you find your way here?"

Having just left the sweltering heat, her skin was still glistening with sweat, her hair damp and draped over her shoulders. Her smooth, fragrant shoulders were exposed above her chest, and through the neckline of her vest, her rounded breasts were clearly visible, creating an alluring cleavage. Beneath her hot pants, a pair of slender, fair legs peeked out, their shape beautiful.

My heart stirred. I moved closer, my left hand reaching behind her to embrace her slender waist, pulling her into my arms with a soft gasp.

"My lord, no! I've been waiting so long to see you, and you don't say a word, you just… um…"

Ignoring what Zhizhi was saying, I let her rest her head on my shoulder, my hands roaming over her soft, fragrant body. Listening to her heavy breathing and inhaling her faint, feminine scent, I felt utterly delighted.

"It's because it's so rare to see you that the security here is so tight. I don't know how much effort it took to sneak in..."

I whispered in Zhizhi's ear, and my left hand began to move down, caressing her snowy buttocks. Through the thin silk fabric of her pants, I could clearly feel the elasticity of her youthful flesh, as well as the clear imprint of her panties.

"So, if I don't have sex with you now, who knows when I'll get to do it again?"

After a round of caressing through her pants, I simply slipped my hand inside her underwear, my fingers exploring the cleft between her buttocks. Affected by my actions, Zhizhi began to gently wiggle her hips, lightly biting her lower lip with her teeth, her eyes closed, her delicate brows furrowed.

Several times I tried to reach my hand around to the front, but Zhizhi pushed it away each time. I don't know why, she seemed resistant to having sex with me here. I didn't have time to think about it, I just patiently kissed her, teasing her sensitive areas to slowly lower her defenses, until finally I suddenly reached all the way to the front.

"Ah..."

My fingers touched the soft pubic hair, feeling that she didn't have much pubic hair, and the opening of her flower garden was tightly closed. I inserted my index finger and explored downwards along the opening to the entrance of her flower garden.

The girl's flower garden was tender and slippery, and began to secrete a little sticky nectar. My finger was covered with thick nectar, and I gently moved it in her wet and tender flower garden for a while, then moved up to the nectar at the entrance of the flower garden and gently massaged it.

"Ah! Husband, don't touch there!"

As if she had been electrocuted, Zhizhi let out a muffled moan, and her snowy buttocks swayed gently. Of course, I didn't take her words seriously and began to tease her nectar with varying degrees of pressure.

"What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly. Do you want me to go and play without worry?"

I said, taking the opportunity to reach out and grasp Zhizhi's small hand, hug her soft and slender waist, and slip my other hand into her hollow vest, pressing it against the girl's soft and very elastic high breasts.

"I didn't say that... Ah, my husband, I..."

Zhizhi's pretty face flushed, her eyes moist, looking watery and hazy, very alluring.

I smiled with satisfaction, untied her vest, and gently untied the drawstring of her bodice. After Zhizhi's two pieces of clothing fell to the ground, I grasped her two snow-white breasts, my fingertips gently pinching the tiny buds at the tips of her nipples. Her breasts,

exposed after I pulled off her vest and removed her bodice, were completely naked. The snow-white, translucent skin and the beautiful curves of her breasts were incredibly soft. Although they weren't very large, holding such firm breasts, almost large enough to be grasped in one hand, was a wonderful pleasure.

"Zhizhi, your breasts are getting cuter and cuter."

"Ah... I hate it, I don't want to be praised for being cute..."

"Don't want to be praised for being cute? Well, there's nothing I can do about it. You're a half-human, half-elf hybrid. Elf figures don't seem to be very good. I've never heard of an elf with huge breasts."

"I...I'm so unwilling, because you prefer bigger ones, my husband."

Zhizhi pouted coquettishly, her delicate body trembling. Her two beautiful nipples, invaded, immediately became engorged and erect. I freely kneaded her exquisite, curvaceous body, igniting a burning desire wherever I touched, causing her to writhe in my arms.

Her two pink nipples swayed at the highest peak of her snowy curves, like two tender red cherries. I took one nipple into my mouth, sucking on the entire areola, drawing it deeper. Zhizhi's body trembled as I sucked, her slender waist arching upwards.

Lost in the pleasure of the girl's full, exquisite body, I pressed my hands against her round buttocks so that our lower bodies could be tightly intertwined.

"I can't hide it from you, I do like bigger ones, but I've never disliked smaller ones."

"Mmm..."

Zhizhi let out a shy moan, proactively thrusting her chest towards me, her smooth, pink skin brushing against my cheek—it felt incredibly tempting.

A moment later, her nipples were covered in my saliva. Zhizhi's eyes closed lightly, her lips slightly parted, already intoxicated by my caresses. It wasn't until I undressed and took her small hand to explore my penis that she seemed to snap out of it. Her

loving gaze, dreamy as she looked at my erect penis, Zhizhi's small hand gently stroking it. Her palm was soft, her skin smooth and tender, a ticklish, incredibly comfortable touch.

"Hey, will you suck it for me?"

"Husband, you're so naughty, how can you let me say no?" Her

slender body twisted a few times, then Zhizhi knelt down, her small hand grasping my erect, hot penis. She gently flicked it with her tongue, perhaps to taste it first, then opened her cherry lips and took the entire penis into her small mouth.

I let out a long, satisfying breath, watching the youthful and adorable elf girl kneeling beneath me, incessantly sucking and swallowing my penis, her orange hair swaying, her long elf ears twitching – the scene was absolutely erotic and stimulating.

Having previous experience, although I'd wasted some time, Zhizhi's oral sex skills were still quite good. She sucked tightly on my penis, sliding up and down, the sucking sensation fluctuating between tight and loose. Especially when her incredibly nimble fingers intertwined and kneaded every part of my penis, the electric sensation, like a divine blessing, was even more pleasurable than actually entering a woman's erotic genitals.

"Oh...oh...so good..."

I felt my penis, increasingly sensitive and swollen, pressing against Zhizhi's small mouth, and couldn't help but thrust back and forth, using her cherry-like mouth as a flower garden. Her

small mouth was tightly filled, and Zhizhi emitted seductive moans from her delicate nose. Although the feeling of not being able to breathe was uncomfortable, she endured it, her small mouth working even harder and faster.

To ease Zhizhi's pressure, I couldn't help but thrust forward, and streams of hot, burning fluid gushed out, all of it shooting into Zhizhi's small mouth.

"Mmm...uh..."

A strange taste suddenly filled her mouth. Zhizhi glanced at me with delight, continuing to suckle with her moist lips, swallowing all the white semen that had entered her mouth.

I watched with satisfaction as the elfin girl lay beneath me, swallowing my essence, a trace of milky liquid slowly spilling from the corner of her lips. This lewd scene filled me with a wicked pleasure.

To reciprocate, I offered to lick her genitals as a return gift. Zhizhi was a little embarrassed, but still agreed, obediently lying on the bed.

I gently pulled down her hot pants, then her white cotton panties. Seeing the girl's private parts, I was naturally excited, immediately sticking out my tongue and greedily licking, savoring the girl's body and taste from all angles.

Zhizhi seemed unable to withstand this stimulation, moaning incessantly, her two smooth, pink legs trembling slightly. Soon, she was overcome with lust, unable to control herself.

Strike while the iron is hot, I spotted a small table nearby, picked up Zhizhi, and swept away all the clutter on the table before placing her face down on it.

"Ouch..."

I used a bit too much force, and Zhizhi winced in pain, turning her head back to say, "Husband, can you show some respect? You're always so rough with me. I feel like a prostitute... a vase."

Her words, spoken with laughter, seemed to conceal something, but I didn't care, only staring at the beautiful sight before me.

Her round, firm buttocks were raised high, her fair skin incredibly sexy and alluring. I played with Zhizhi's round, snow-white buttocks with both hands, chuckling softly, "What's so 'like' about it? You were always meant to be a pretty vase, and now your husband is going to put you in it."

With that, I slapped her elastic, snowy buttocks.

"Ah..."

Zhizhi let out a soft cry, gritting her teeth, turning her head back, and scolding, "You naughty husband, not at all..."

Seeing the increasing liquid in her flower room, I knew the time was almost right. Without thinking, I positioned myself, grasped my erect penis, and aimed it at her flower room, thrusting it in. While pumping, I laughed, "You naughty husband's here to arrange the flowers! Is Miss Zhizhi's vase ready?"

Zhizhi gave a soft hum, not speaking, but her round buttocks met my thrusts, pushing back forcefully.

I began to thrust, each time almost withdrawing before fully penetrating, vigorously rubbing the tender flesh on both sides of her flower room. The advantage of this was that both partners could enjoy maximum pleasure.

Zhizhi twisted her hips and waist, trying to accommodate my penetration. Sure enough, after only a dozen or so thrusts, Zhizhi couldn't help but cry out, shaking her head repeatedly, her hands gripping the table tightly.

Ignoring her soft moans, I hoisted her slender, white legs and thrust into her wet, slippery flower valley with all my might. Every thirty to fifty thrusts, I changed positions accordingly.

The pleasure in her tender flesh intensified, and her flower chamber overflowed with nectar. I gently propped myself up and began to thrust. At first, she nervously grabbed my arm, urging me to slow down. After a while, she let go, her eyes glazed over as she moaned. She began to writhe, her mouth opening, uttering continuous "Oh...oh...oh..."

moans.

My speed increased, my force intensified, and I pounded into her with each "slap slap slap." She gently furrowed her delicate eyebrows, her small mouth slightly open, also becoming excited, trembling beneath me and emitting sweet, lewd cries.

"Zhizhi, are you enjoying it, sir? Are you having fun?"

"Don't, don't ask that now... Ah! Husband, love Zhizhi a little more, a little more..."

Encouraged by the girl's sweet moans, I lifted her pair of pink and glistening jade legs and dragged her to the edge of the table. Half of her beautiful, snow-white buttocks were suspended in the air, and the small slit between her two fleshy buttocks was right in front of my penis, her pink and plump lips tightly closed.

"So good... so good... Ah... Ah... I'm flying... Ah..."

I pressed my penis against her flower path and thrust it in, thrusting in and out. Each time, my thighs touched her two plump buttocks, and the pleasure in her flower room grew stronger and stronger because her legs were tightly closed.

Zhizhi's breasts swayed wildly as I pounded into her, her delicate body bouncing up and down with each thrust, her sensitive flower receiving increasingly intense stimulation. Her round, firm buttocks, accentuated by her slender waist, appeared even more plump, her buttocks undulating with each thrust, her pink anus peeking out from between her buttocks.

Tides surged, and the elfin girl cried out and moaned under my wanton ravaging…

“I want it!…I can’t take it anymore!…I want it!…Ah!~~~!”

I noticed Zhizhi's ecstatic expression and limp body, knowing she was on the verge of climax, and hurriedly thrust in and out more than ten times.

“Ah!~~~” After a rapid, intense onslaught of pleasure, Zhizhi let out a long, mournful cry, her whole body trembling. On her fair, bare back, faint mottled patterns appeared, then her honeyed passage spasmed, her flower chamber suddenly contracting violently, a stream of fluid gushing from its depths.

The tip of my burning penis suddenly felt a surge of thick vaginal fluid, an indescribable pleasure. Satisfied, I relaxed my body and ejaculated a thick, hot stream of life essence into the woman's body beneath me.

Of all the women I'd been intimate with, Zhizhi's "manners" weren't as good as Axue's. Axue, who had spent the longest time with me and accepted my domineering guidance, would always force herself to stay awake and clean herself after our lovemaking, no matter how tired she was. Whenever she obediently licked her fragrant tongue, I was always reminded of a cat in heat, and the sight of her swaying fox tail and her white, tender buttocks raised high was my favorite sexy spectacle.

Zhizhi was less satisfactory in this regard. Because she hadn't received sufficient training, after our intercourse, she rested briefly before getting up to wipe her sweat and change clothes, which was a real shame.

"Wait a minute, don't put on your shirt yet."

As Zhizhi was about to put on her vest, I stopped her, gently stroking her delicate bare back as if examining a masterpiece of art.

Her skin was as white and tender as freshly brewed milk, and because of this whiteness, the dragon spider tattoo covering most of her bare back, with its menacing black and red markings, appeared strangely eerie and evil. With the slight tremor of her skin, it seemed to come alive, as if this terrifying creature was about to come to life.

However, this grotesque and ugly dragon spider tattoo, appearing on the girl's snow-white bare back, contrasting with her exquisite curves and revealing her sexy little round buttocks, created an indescribable beauty, more vibrant than any sculpture or painting. Every time I saw it, I couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke it in admiration.

This eerie spider pattern isn't a real tattoo, but rather a soul beast I planted while cultivating the "Hellish Lust God" using Zhizhi as my mother. According to the erotic magic book, the tattoo appears whenever the Hellish Lust God is used, or when the mother's blood and energy reach a certain state. During my intercourse with Zhizhi, it appears on average once every three times. Whether this means my technique isn't good enough, resulting in her orgasm not being intense enough, remains to be seen.

Zhizhi knew my habit of admiring the tattoo on her bare back, so she remained silent until the tattoo's color faded. Then, she asked very softly,

"Husband, what you just said, is it true?"

"What?"

"You just said... I'm just a pretty face..."

I couldn't see her expression, but from her trembling voice, I knew Zhizhi cared deeply about this question. The image of her asking this question during our lovemaking flashed before my eyes again, and in an instant, I understood her intention. A strong feeling of disgust suddenly welled up inside me.

Why do women always like to ask these kinds of questions? Are the smartest women the ones who ask such repulsive questions? Why can't Zhizhi be as docile as Xue, obediently pouting and saying, "I want to be a pretty vase that Master likes"?

A strong sense of disgust welled up inside me, and my smile vanished. I coldly replied, "Otherwise... what do you think you are?"

Those words were indeed quite impactful. The moment Zhizhi suddenly turned around, the expression on her pale face, the tears welling in her eyes—I think I'll never forget that for a long time.

In fact, I haven't seen such a heartbroken expression in many years, because... just as no one would treat a public toilet as their private property, no foolish woman would entrust her heart to a notorious lecher and let herself be hurt for him.

So, I instantly snapped out of it and immediately did what needed to be done and said what needed to be said.

"But whatever your answer is, in my heart, you are the most beautiful, most talented, and noblest elven princess. To be with you is the most beautiful dream of my life."

"Husband! You big bad guy!"

To make amends, I softened my voice, and the effect was remarkable. Zhizhi, tears of joy glistening in her eyes, burst into laughter and threw herself into my arms.

"You...you scared me to death! I really thought..."

"Hahaha, it was just a joke. A little joke can lighten the mood. Aren't you laughing now? Hahaha~~" It really is funny, isn't it? Compared to Nalivia, you seem much dumber now. But life has gotten a little better, how come you've forgotten all your wariness of people? It seems that excessive comfort really does corrupt one's will. Just because you're born a whore's daughter, what beautiful dreams are you having? The more beautiful the dream, the greater the pain of waking up.

The same thing seems to be happening to me too. I often feel that there's a side to my personality that reason can't control. Spending so much time with Yueying has dulled my sharp edges, and this side is now bursting forth like a wild horse. Luckily, Zhizhi made me aware of this, otherwise it would have been truly dangerous.

Slower…slower…now is not the time to let this side surface. Zhizhi still has great value; stabilizing her emotions is more important than cherishing her. Saying things she wants to hear to coax her, preventing her from discovering things she shouldn't, is the best course of action right now.

"By the way, there's something I…"

Perhaps it was just a coincidence, but just as I was about to speak, a warning suddenly struck me—a feeling that occasionally surfaces when I'm about to be ambushed or chased. Why do I have this feeling here? I was puzzled, but no matter the situation, the first thing to do was…

“Get down!”

I lunged forward, grabbing Zhizhi’s naked body and slamming her to the ground. Just as we both fell, several round objects were thrown in through the broken door, followed by a burst of dazzling light and then billowing smoke.

The bright light was some kind of light magic, creating a dazzling, vision-obscuring effect, while the smoke was a sleeping potion. From the fact that the enemy used these two things, it was clear that their intention was to capture their target; in other words, they were after Zhizhi. My enemies only wanted to tear me to pieces, not capture me.

“Hurry up, put your clothes on. Don’t let other men see what they shouldn’t see,”

I urged in a low voice, making Zhizhi hurriedly change her clothes. At the same time, I pulled two thin pieces of cloth from my pocket and made her cover her mouth and nose.

"There are plenty of people who want to ambush me. What's a mere sleeping potion? These two things can neutralize 75% of the sleeping potions on the market. I can't say how long it will last, but it will definitely last for half a quarter of an hour."

Seemingly exhausted by the thick smoke and bright light, Zhizhi's movements were a little slower, but fortunately she was still able to keep up. She quickly dressed herself and had just buttoned up her chest when she heard the sound of light footsteps.

The footsteps were light, indicating the newcomer's martial arts skills were considerable. However, if they were truly professional assassins, their throats would have been severed by the sound of footsteps. Therefore, my judgment was that while the enemy's cultivation was good, they lacked experience in the underworld. Furthermore, given their involvement with Zhizhi, the most likely answer was…

(Solancia?)

The moment this answer surfaced, I knew my guess was almost certainly correct. After my successful ambush, taking advantage of the thick smoke, I unexpectedly thrust out two swords, causing the two masked thugs, who thought they had easily captured their target, to fall to their knees wounded. Removing their masks revealed their sharply defined faces and long, pointed elven ears, further confirming my suspicions.

"Ah! Despicable…"

"Hmph, are you praising me? Using sleeping smoke is the gentlemanly method of elves?"

The elves' anger was easy to imagine. However, before they could retaliate, Zhizhi, slightly regaining her senses, quietly struck the two intruders on the back of the head with two palm strikes, instantly stunning them.

"Well done!"

A very nice reaction, and her palm strike was quite powerful. Zhizhi seemed pleased with my praise and nodded. I kissed her delicate cheek twice, then put on the guard's helmet to cover my face, grabbed Zhizhi's hand, and rushed outside.

The situation outside was truly chaotic. As soon as we stepped out, we immediately understood why those two elves had been able to infiltrate so easily. If Zhizhi's protective measures had been in place, even if they couldn't stop people, they would at least have served as a warning. However, because of my arrival, Zhizhi turned off the protective measures, resulting in the enemy's assault team reaching the manor gate without them noticing.

Running to higher ground and looking around, we could see several groups of people galloping back and forth at the manor gate, feigning attacks but causing little real damage. The fools guarding the gate hadn't even realized their true intentions, simply keeping their forces tightly wrapped around the manor, oblivious to the possibility that the enemy had sent assassins to infiltrate.

Judging from the riding posture and spear-wielding techniques of those masked men, despite their lack of armor, they were clearly well-trained elite cavalry. If they were allowed to attack freely, the manor's defenses would be like a blank sheet of paper before a spear, utterly ineffective.

"Luckily, the Solancia elves are used to being arrogant and overconfident. They're fine in cavalry battles, but they're not good at underhanded tactics..."

If it were the skilled underground mage Ishtar, or the Black Dragon Society's ninja army, we would have been unconsciously captured long ago, without any chance of escape.

“This dragging on is disadvantageous to us. The elves will eventually discover that the assassins have failed. If more powerful figures arrive, who can stop them?”

I asked Zhizhi where the warning device was, urging her to quickly create a loud noise or magical alarm that could be heard throughout Sara City to summon reinforcements. If Zhizhi’s power were unsealed, we might have a fighting chance, but I was unwilling to take that risk and put her in danger of fighting.

Zhizhi obeyed and left. As soon as she disappeared from my sight, I suddenly felt a sense of foreboding. Before I could draw Hyakkimaru from my sleeve, I simply raised the sword at my waist and parried with the scabbard on. I felt a powerful force surge through me, and my hand bleeds painfully. The entire sword, scabbard and all, was shattered by the impact.

"Impressive skills, decisive command, and you even managed to block one of my shots. Considering your abilities, I'll just knock you out this time."

The voice I heard was a woman's, with a distinctive accent, reminiscent of Solancia. Before I could think further, I ducked to avoid the blow that was meant to knock me unconscious, though the impact sent my helmet flying.

Turning around in a flash, I came face to face with the elven girl who had attacked from behind. Like her companions, she wore a cloth covering her face, revealing only bright eyes and long ears characteristic of elven blood. Even without seeing her face, her body, tightly wrapped in silver armor, resembled a wild female leopard, exuding the heroic spirit of someone ready for battle. If she weren't not on horseback, anyone would immediately recognize her as a female knight.

“John Farrell?”

It’s rare to see a woman with such a chivalrous air among elves. I have no ill will towards any beautiful girl, but she clearly didn’t share that sentiment. Upon seeing my face, the elven girl paused slightly, then unleashed a chillingly murderous aura.

“You scoundrel, go to hell! Today I will avenge the blood feud of my clan!”

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