Alibuda Chronicles Part 2: Volume 5, Chapter 8

Chapter Eight: Turbulent Waves in the East China Sea

I awaited Yueying's words, but recalling the events of my journey through time, I suddenly realized a overlooked question.

Why would a survivor of the Ten Tigers of Water City become the head of the secret service for the Alibuda royal family? While this half-beast woman's martial arts skills were certainly sufficient for the position, and it wasn't surprising that the secret organization recruited bandits and death row inmates as its workers, when did they become acquainted?

Was it after the Ten Tigers of Water City's defeat? Or was the Ten Tigers of Water City directly ordered by His Majesty the King from the very beginning? If this was the truth, then why did the Ten Tigers of Water City kidnap Xiaolinglan? That kind of stalking wasn't just simple protection, especially since Huamei confirmed to me that she had heard them say they were responsible for kidnapping Princess Leng and killing the little bastard beside her.

Having failed to kidnap Xiao Linglan, they've now tried to kidnap Yueying, and the mastermind behind it all is His Majesty the King. What on earth is going on...?

The more I thought about it, the stranger it seemed. A cold sweat broke out on my back. Just as I was about to speak, a series of coughs suddenly came from not far away,

startling me. I quickly turned around. After leaving us, Ryan hadn't disappeared like he had when he returned to Xiuchu. Instead, he stood at a distance, keeping watch to prevent any further mishaps. The coughs I heard were coming from his direction.

Coughing suddenly at such a crucial moment was rather unromantic, but we were more concerned about something else. Ryan's incessant coughing was highly unusual. With his powerful seventh-level cultivation, while not invincible, his internal and external skills were both highly refined. Unless he suffered internal injuries, there was no reason for him to cough like this. Could he have been seriously injured when he killed that half-beast woman?

"Cough!"

With a heavy cough, Ryan not only coughed but also spat out blood, clearly indicating a relapse of his internal injuries.

"Ryan!"

Seeing her husband coughing up blood and staggering, Yueying was shocked and rushed towards him.

(It doesn't make sense. Ryan's martial arts are so high. He fought a level 6 enemy with level 7 strength. How could he be injured? Is the backlash from the Shattered Dream Blade really that strong?

I was stunned and confused. Just as I was about to run after Yueying, my heart suddenly tightened. A very uncomfortable feeling of cold sweat suddenly welled up inside me.

This feeling was like the danger of prey being watched by a hunter. It was so dangerous that it made me break out in a cold sweat, but this was not the first time I had encountered this feeling...

Where? Where have I felt this way before? What place? When?

I took a step forward and grabbed Yueying to prevent her from getting closer to Ryan. Ryan also waved for Yueying to stay away and smiled gently to show that he was fine and that we didn't need to worry.)

"Don't worry, I'm fine, you can continue..."

Just before us, Ryan waved to us, as if about to say something. In that instant, a cold, sharp blade flashed like a crescent moon, curving across his body. This flash of cold light jolted me awake, triggering a memory from months ago, and a name that had almost become my nightmare.

"Ghostly Evening!"

The moment I shouted, a torrent of blood erupted from Ryan's chest and abdomen. The President of the Golden Flower Federation, the first Chairman of the International Alliance, had fallen victim to the Black Dragon Society's strongest assassin.

Emerging from Ryan's shadow with the Black Dragon Society's mysterious ninjutsu, it was impossible to defend against. Taking advantage of Ryan's internal injuries and weakened state, the assassin completely controlled the timing and location, delivering a deadly blow—a model of assassination.

That strike... was incredibly ruthless.

Especially clear in the splattering blood was the eerie ninjutsu, the blade biting into Ryan's vitals like a venomous snake. A deep, heavy slash nearly severed Ryan's body diagonally, shattering his intestines.

True to his name, the Lion King, Ryan didn't give up his fierce counterattack. Even with his body almost broken in two, he remained incredibly brave, drawing his Lion King Golden Sword and thrusting it with his remaining strength at the dark figure behind him, attempting a desperate suicide attack.

However, hampered by his injuries, his strength plummeted as he lay dying. His attack, weaker than even a fifth-level strike, couldn't harm the unpredictable Ghost Ninja. Instead, Ghostly Evening finished him off with another slash, before floating towards us… Judging from the amount of blood and the size of the wound, I knew it was a fatal one.

"Traitor! Where do you think you're going!"

Hui Xiuchu, who had just left, rushed back. Seeing Ryan murdered, he was like a raging tiger, chasing after Gui Meixi. This caused Gui Meixi to abandon her attack on us. She spun in mid-air and soared into the sky. The two high-speed figures, one chasing and the other fleeing, disappeared into the distant rooftops in the blink of an eye.

Hui Xiuchu was undoubtedly a step too late to save Ryan, but he wasn't entirely without merit. At least, because of him, Gui Meixi wasn't able to completely eliminate me and Yueying, allowing us to reach Ryan's side at this final moment and say our last words to him.

"...I...can't go on..."

It wasn't a particularly original opening, but the heaviness it conveyed was unparalleled. This great leader, who sat firmly on the presidency of the Golden Flower Federation, single-handedly controlling the power dynamics of various nations, and soon to become the first international leader in history, lay before us, covered in blood, his limbs mangled, his remaining life force rapidly fading away.

It all happened so suddenly; I hadn't felt real until now, but that feeling slowly crept in. I began to realize the immense impact this man's death would have on this land—a terrifying consequence I dared not even imagine.

"...I...I miscalculated..."

Despite his fatal wounds, Ryan, with his refined internal energy, spoke to us with unwavering composure and clear mind.

He told us that although this time he had used the Black Dragon Society's existence to create pressure and force an international alliance, once established, his goal was not war, but rather to organize the nations of the land, strengthen economic and political exchanges, form a system, and eliminate conflicts through a benevolent approach. He believed that if the international alliance was united enough, the Black Dragon Society would have no opening and would crumble on its own. This ideal had already taken its first step, but with his death, the whole situation changed.

The organization that had been so painstakingly united... The land will soon crumble, and the news of the president's assassination will cause a sudden upheaval among the people of the Golden Flower Federation and its external allies, leading to a war against the Black Dragon Society in a short period. Regardless of victory or defeat, massive casualties will be unavoidable, peace will be hopeless, and the land will be exploited by those with ulterior motives and conspirators, steer the fate of the entire region towards a dark world.

Ryan's voice grew weaker, but his tone was quite agitated, his tiger-like eyes flashing with regret and even glistening with sorrowful tears. I don't know much about politics, but judging from Ryan's words, these are not unfounded rumors; they are indeed a very likely future scenario.

“Just give me three more years…no, just one more year…just one more year, and the alliance's organizational structure can be formed, and the people of the land can live a better life…I hate it so much, is this how a world without war ends…”

A dying man's words are often kind. Before, I had questioned Ryan's mindset, thinking his purpose in establishing the international alliance was to perpetuate his hegemony, clinging to power and unwilling to leave. But seeing him on his deathbed, not mentioning any arrangements for his affairs, only worrying about the people of the land with tears in his eyes, I realized he truly wanted to create a peaceful land without war.

Yueying knelt beside Ryan, tightly holding her husband's gradually cooling hand. Her pale yellow dress was stained with blood, her beautiful face streaked with tears, sobbing uncontrollably, unable to utter a complete sentence, only telling Ryan not to worry too much.

“…Princess Ying…thank you for helping me fulfill my dream all these years…Ryan Buffett…keeping the promise made twelve years ago…but, I can no longer be your knight…I can no longer protect you…I hope you…are happy…”

His blood-stained blond hair was dull and lifeless. Ryan's voice suddenly became urgent as he gripped Yueying's hand tightly, even his previously sorrowful, bitter smile twisting into a painful contortion.

"...Go...Don't stay here any longer...After I die, Leng Qiji will immediately use safety as an excuse to keep you here...Don't let him know I'm dead...Otherwise, he will definitely......"

Ryan's words left me completely bewildered, yet an indescribable fear welled up inside me, as if a cruel truth was hidden within, slowly being revealed to me.

"I know, I know, thank you...for protecting me all these years."

Yueying held her husband's hand tightly, suppressing her sobs, nodding desperately to express her gratitude. But the scene didn't resemble a couple giving their final instructions; rather, it looked like a princess bidding a dying farewell to a guardian knight.

Hearing Yueying's words, Ryan's contorted expression of pain softened into a peaceful one. I didn't know if he was forcing himself to endure the pain or if he had already become numb to it. I only saw him turn to face me, revealing a final smile.

“John…”

Ryan struggled to raise his arm and waved it at me. I understood what he meant, and quickly reached out, clenched my fist, and slowly pushed it towards him.

The two men's fists touched lightly, making a sound like a high-five.

“…Everything is in your hands now.”

Like a final farewell, Ryan's hand fell limply to his side. This giant leader passed away, ending his tumultuous life before our very eyes.

Ryan was dead. But the responsibility he entrusted to the Southern Kingdom had only just begun.

I turned to look at Yueying, feeling that she must have something to say to me, and now was the time to speak.

“Sister.”

Time was of the essence; someone could arrive at any moment, and I didn't want to overly upset Yueying, so I thought of a plan.

"I...I have something to tell you. Actually, I've done a lot of messy things. All those scandals circulating outside are true."

In the shortest amount of time, I quickly recounted what had happened in the past few years, including the Battle of Ahuramar and the Battle of Martinres Fortress, telling the general outline of the events. I spoke the truth, and of course, confessed all the very dirty and sordid facts.

"I'm actually a very rotten guy. I've done a lot of despicable things and I'm not worthy of you at all. But even so, I still want to be with you, is that okay?"

These words clearly had an effect. Yueying, who had been staring blankly at Ryan, finally stood up after a brief silence, facing me with a troubled expression, and finally spoke.

“I… am not a good woman either. Little brother, you probably don’t remember, but when you were little, during the time I helped take care of you, I… did many bad and unforgivable things to you. I’ve felt guilty for the past few years, but… even so, I’ve never regretted it…”

Yueying told me her feelings. It was a complete confession from a pedophile. If I hadn’t gone back in time and remembered everything, I might have been shocked to hear these words. But now I was fully prepared. No matter what Yueying said, my expression remained unchanged, without any shock. I just kept telling her that these things were not a problem.

But there still seemed to be things I didn't know…

“No, you don't understand… Twelve years ago, Ryan and I were friends. I knew his secret. He made a promise with me that if I married him and helped him cover up his secret, he would protect me and take me away from Alibuda. So… that's why I left you.”

“Protect? Protect… what? Is someone hurting you?”

My puzzled question made Yueying nod vigorously. She wiped away her tears and took a deep breath, as if trying to gather courage.

Dark clouds gradually rolled in, obscuring the night sky and blocking out the light. Yueying, standing there, was quickly enveloped in darkness, her face and expression hidden. The gloom grew heavier and heavier, and even I felt a tightness in my chest.

“Yes, that person… is my father. Eighteen years ago, that night, he… he raped me.”

The words were like thunder in my ears. I didn't want to believe what I heard, but the facts that kept coming left me with no choice.

Eighteen years ago, when Yueying was only ten years old, one night, her father, Leng Qiji, suddenly appeared in her room and assaulted her. Her usually gentle and kind father suddenly revealed a ferocious, bestial face. Yueying was completely powerless to resist and could only let it happen.

That night became the most haunting nightmare of her life.

But it wasn't just one night. In the following years, Leng Qiji, having tasted the sweetness of rape, repeatedly sneaked into his daughter's bedroom at night, repeatedly raping her. In

the deepest corner of the palace, the most filthy and dark place, when the other party was the emperor who held supreme power, he could do whatever he wanted. Young Yueying had no one to turn to for help, and could only hide under the covers every night, trembling, listening to the approaching footsteps, crying and praying that the night would end quickly. When Yueying

revealed her deepest secrets, she showed no trace of her usual elegance and composure; she cried one moment, laughed the next, and then squatted on the ground, her entire mind out of control. I didn't know what to do. Several times I wanted to interrupt Yueying and tell her to stop.

But that would be the worst thing to do, because Yueying had finally mustered the courage to tell me this sordid past. If I interrupted her, the problem would only fester and erupt more violently later. So, I had to hear this cursed story completely…

“…I’ve been enduring it all, hoping it would just pass, but…one day I noticed my father looking at Linglan with the same eyes he used to look at me…”

To prevent the tragedy from repeating itself, Yueying brought her younger sister to my house, where they always stayed until late at night, and often even spent the night at the noble mansion.

But…why my house?

“Uncle… Commander Yuantang grew up with my father and they’ve been friends for many years. He’s also the person my father fears most. Only he can make my father have any reservations. As long as we stay in the manor… my father can’t find us…”

It wasn’t surprising at all. Growing up with someone like my twisted father was a terrifying disaster. No wonder I always felt that His Majesty the King’s personality was a bit abnormal; I never imagined he would be so afraid of my twisted father.

“…So, you didn’t come here to take care of me, right?”

I smiled slightly, feeling a little disappointed, but not sad. Because regardless of the motive, Yueying had taken care of me, and that was the fact I knew.

The subsequent events are not hard to imagine. Yueying met Ryan, a better talisman and safe haven, and made a pact with him. Both sides got what they wanted: Yueying would marry him, increasing his political prestige and concealing his sexuality; Ryan, in turn, would protect Yueying and exert pressure to prevent Leng Qiji from harming his other daughters, thus ensuring the safe growth of Princesses Linglan and Xingmei.

"That day, you said I was very beautiful, and if I didn't hug you more now, my husband would benefit from it later… That was something he used to say all the time."

No wonder Yueying's expression changed drastically; I had inadvertently uttered a forbidden word…

"I hid in Lord Farrell's mansion. You were only six years old then, so adorable... At first, I simply wanted to do to you what Father did to me, but... the more time passed, the more attracted I became to you. Back then... I was terrified of other men, but only you... always made me... Am I an abnormal woman?"

Yueying's tears flowed, yet her voice was laughter, a laughter filled with boundless sorrow and a near-collapse of madness. Only now did I understand that Yueying's twisted sexuality wasn't innate, but rather formed little by little under the pressure of her environment.

"Sister!"

"At first, he lied to me... I didn't know it was wrong. He said that's how a father loves his daughter, that all the women in the palace are his..."

Yueying's laughter slowly turned into a sob, sounding utterly heartbreaking.

"Later... I finally realized this was incest, it was wrong. Every night he would touch my bed, and I would cry and beg him to stop, to stop touching his own daughter, but he ignored me... He... He raped me... I kept crying and screaming for help, but it was no use... All the guards and maids pretended not to hear me..."

Yueying sobbed incessantly, tears streaming down her face. A crack had appeared in the dark clouds, and pale moonlight shone through, casting a slanted shadow of Yueying. She was no longer the elegant and noble princess, but a helpless woman who, on many nights more than a decade ago, had cried out in vain.

I regret that if I had been born a decade or so earlier, I would have desperately tried to stop it, but now... what can I do to make amends?

“I came back to Alibuda this time because I wanted to see you… But as soon as I’m alone, he suddenly appears… telling me not to forget those days, saying how filial I used to be… Linglan knows these things, which is why she keeps urging me to leave… Waaah… Why? Why did my family become like this? Waaah, I didn’t want this… Waaah… I didn’t want this at all… I didn’t want this…”

Hearing this, I couldn’t hold back anymore. I rushed forward and hugged Yueying tightly. Yueying immediately burst into tears, wailing like a little girl, releasing all the sorrow that had accumulated in her heart over the years.

And I, without realizing it, also had tears in my eyes. I held my sister in my arms and comforted her repeatedly.

“Sister, my love for you hasn’t changed, just like in the beginning.”

I gently patted Yueying’s back and said firmly, “Even knowing all this, I still want to say the same thing: I don’t want anyone but you. If I can’t give you happiness, happiness has no meaning for me.”

Hearing this, Yueying hugged me, bursting into tears, murmuring my name, and clinging to my neck with infinite longing.

“Little brother, little brother…”

“Sister, the nightmare is over. Please entrust your future to me. I will definitely make you happy.”

I reached out and wiped away Yueying’s tears, gently, gently kissing her soft lips, licking away the slightly alkaline teardrops. When the kiss ended, I pulled away, and in her eyes, the gloom and sadness were gone, replaced by a warm smile.

“Sister, Little John kept his promise from twelve years ago… I’ve come to pick you up.”

Hearing my words, Yueying showed a surprised expression, as if astonished that I remembered the past, but this incredulous expression quickly turned into a joyful smile.

I extended my hand, and Yueying slowly but firmly followed, placing it in my palm as if we were about to walk hand in hand into a wedding hall, letting me hold her soft, boneless hand.

"From now on, please continue to...give me happiness."

Fulfilling the promise delayed for twelve years was a heartwarming joy for both Yueying and me. However, the current situation prevented us from enjoying this tenderness; we had to act immediately.

Ryan was right. If Leng Qiji knew Ryan was dead, that heartless man would use every means to keep his daughter. And Alibuda was his sphere of influence; as long as she was within Alibuda's borders, Yueying's situation would be dangerous, and she had to leave immediately.

But...where to go?

I was at a loss, but suddenly an idea struck me. Yueying's stunning beauty was known throughout the world, but few knew of her extensive knowledge and political experience. With her status as Ryan's widow, couldn't she develop a new path?

"Sister, I've got an idea. You go back to the Golden Flower Federation immediately and run for councilor in the year-end elections. If you win, that old bastard Leng Qiji won't be able to touch you."

With some hesitation, Yueying accepted my suggestion, but the most important thing right now was to find a way to leave this place.

I told Yueying to go back and prepare to leave immediately, while I went back to the banquet hall to find Mao Yan'an, intending to cover up Yueying's emergency retreat and arrange to meet her again in the Golden Flower Federation.

The banquet hall was still as noisy as ever, but Phoenix had disappeared. I found Mao Yan'an and urgently instructed him on a few things to do as quickly as possible.

Mao Yan'an looked very surprised and told me that everything was fine and could be done immediately.

"...But have you really thought this through? The consequences of doing this will be severe!"

"Stop arguing. Just say whether you'll help or not."

Mao Yan'an left with a sense of loyalty, while I headed towards His Majesty's location after he left. When the guards blocked my way as usual, I said I had urgent military intelligence to report and requested an audience with His Majesty.

Having just been overshadowed by me, Leng Qiji's expression was quite unpleasant, but upon hearing my urgent report about the Princess, he immediately approached, dismissing the others as I wished, and demanded a detailed explanation.

"Your Majesty, regarding the task you entrusted to me, what I have to say is..."

I deliberately muffled my voice, and as he approached, seemingly to listen to the people, I suddenly delivered a powerful kick to his filthy groin.

"Waaah!"

The ugly man's screams were even more unpleasant. His pig-like wail sounded particularly shrill amidst the uproar of the dignitaries from various countries. I, who had been preparing to act, certainly wouldn't let it end with just a simple "child-crushing kick." I raised my arm and delivered another heavy punch, striking his fleshy face.

"You damn old dog, get the hell out of here!"

The hardness of my hand and the blood spraying into the air confirmed that I had knocked out several of his teeth and seriously injured him. If I could, I would have liked to chop him up with a knife, but he was, after all, Yueying's biological father, and this was not what Yueying wanted.

At this moment, the guests and guards, who had been stunned by the events, had come to their senses and realized that a treasonous act was taking place before them. They began to come forward to apprehend him, but I had already prepared smoke bombs and smoke scrolls. Once released, the entire place was filled with smoke.

The security in the banquet hall was arranged by Mao Yan'an and me. Although the guards were skilled, none were as familiar with the terrain and secret passages as I was, and they easily escaped, reaching the entrance of the post station.

When I returned to the Farrell Mansion, Mao Yan'an and A Xue were already prepared, even the carriage was parked there. The three of us hurriedly got in and headed towards the city gate.

(It might be a long time before I return...

I couldn't help but sigh, but the old folks at home were lined up at the gate, smiling and waving at me.

"Young Master, the space here is too cramped for you. Release the roc into the vast sky, please make good use of your wings!")

Unexpectedly, Uncle Fu would utter such philosophical words. Before I could respond, the carriage sped towards the city gate.

The news hadn't even reached us before we easily left the city. However, shortly after, a large army appeared. We fought our way out, hoping to draw their attention for a moment longer so that Yueying and her group could escape successfully. Thus, after a quarter of an hour, we were finally surrounded. The surrounding cavalry were not only strong and well-equipped, but Leng Linglan's valiant figure also appeared at the head of their formation.

Enemies meeting are bound to be furious. I loudly mocked her for being so heartless now, completely forgetting that we were childhood sweethearts and had a good relationship for a time.

Leng Linglan didn't respond directly, but after a brief silence, she said she admired what I had done for a certain woman, and she fully understood my intention in causing such a commotion to cover for her. Therefore, the person I was protecting had now safely left.

Hearing this made me feel relieved, but Leng Linglan, who clearly intended to settle a personal score, turned on me in an instant, saying that I was absolutely unworthy of creating happiness for that woman, and to avoid causing her further trouble, she wanted me dead here.

"Bullshit! Bring it on if you want my life!"

A bloody battle was inevitable. I knew my strength was insufficient; Leng Linglan and thousands of cavalry were far beyond what the three of us could handle. But Ah Xue had the ultimate move of the Great Sun Mirror, so perhaps we could gamble our lives.

The situation was about to erupt when Mao Yan'an looked up at the moon, as if calculating something, muttering something about the time being up, about to expire.

I didn't know what he was up to, but when Leng Linglan ordered the entire army to charge, suddenly a voice rang out from the west, like the wailing of ten thousand ghosts, incredibly mournful and sinister, followed by a large number of vampire bats and skeleton legions attacking.

"The Ishtar are here!"

a groan cried out from the cavalry regiment, followed by chaos. Led by Leng Linglan, they clashed with the Ishtar's undead assault team, the battle cries deafening.

Confused by all this, I glanced at Mao Yan'an, asking how he'd managed to summon these reinforcements. He replied that they weren't reinforcements, but deadly enemy forces.

"Narcissa isn't here to save us, she's furious and has come to hunt us down!"

"Huh? Why?"

"Remember that Jade Spirit Cat?"

"Yeah, what does it have to do with that?"

"...I gave her a cursed spirit cat. Sorry, the effect just wore off, and now she's come after us."

"What? Hellokitty?"

I'd heard of that evil thing; it was supposedly a drug-like substance, especially effective on women, possessing an incredible bewitching effect. Once under its influence, one would become infatuated, unable to extricate themselves, laughing foolishly in a daze, and even going bankrupt for it, yet still without regret.

From a man's perspective, this was truly an evil cat comparable to the six great dark summoned beasts. Moreover, judging from the situation, Narcissus, having awakened from the curse of losing her soul, was extremely dissatisfied with this damned Jade Spirit Cat and vowed to kill me and Mao Yan'an to vent her anger. If we didn't take advantage of the opportunity to escape while there were scapegoats blocking our way, trouble would inevitably ensue sooner or later.

"John Farrell, get out here, get out here!"

Narcissus's extremely angry roar came from afar, along with a chilling blade aura that tore through the air, followed by sinister magical fluctuations. Clearly, Narcissus and Leng Linglan, these two sworn enemies, had already clashed.

"Master, when Miss Zhizhi delivered the clothes, she asked me to tell you that she would be waiting for you in Solancia."

Zhizhi and I made a promise in Solancia...

Yueying and I made a promise in the Golden Flower Federation...

"Nephew, we have to get out of here! Which way should we go?"

"Uncle, let's go east, to the East Sea!"

I can't go back to Alibuda anytime soon. If I can't carve out a new piece of land outside, I'll have nowhere to go, whether it's Solancia or the Golden Flower Federation. Considering this, the war-torn East Sea is the place where I'll find my next romantic adventure.

I galloped ahead, raising dust on my horse, the sound of my companions' hooves catching up behind me.

"Let's go, Xue, Uncle, let's get going! There's something good waiting for us in the East Sea!"

"That's right, let's go conquer the Pokémon together!"

"You...you shouldn't keep bringing up that electric rat!"

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