Alibuda Chronicles Part 1: Volume 10, Chapter 4

Chapter Four: Purple Narcissus

"Before I set off, I thought Alibuda was a highly civilized and developed country. Although not as advanced as the Golden Flower Federation, it was still quite sensible. But when I actually set foot in your country, what I saw was so disappointing."

Narcissus spoke with a very impolite tone, her sharp words causing those who heard her to turn pale. The military personnel, who were about to question her about killing people on our territory, were momentarily speechless.

"Shortly after our group entered Alibuda, we were secretly followed by suspicious individuals. Their simplistic disguise was truly frightening. We initially thought it was your military deliberately making a fool of themselves, and out of international courtesy, we didn't want to expose them, so we pretended not to see anything. But this morning, as we approached Sara, assassins suddenly appeared and attacked us. If it weren't for the help of a benefactor, the consequences would have been unimaginable… With things developing like this, I don't know how to view your country's sincerity."

Regardless of the expressions of others, I secretly chuckled in the crowd. The Ishtar are our archenemies, and the members of this special envoy delegation are all high-ranking wizards. Their combined strength is not to be underestimated, and the military naturally wouldn't allow them to roam freely within our borders. Instead, they sent intelligence agents to accompany them.

These things could be done covertly; any other country would have taken the same action. However, being exposed openly is never a good look, especially since this red-haired witch's words were so venomous. Although she didn't explicitly name the assassins, everyone could hear that she was implying that Alibuda had sent someone to assassinate them.

I found it amusing, but the person responsible certainly wouldn't be laughing. From what I understand, His Majesty the King instructed the entire court to make every effort to ensure the smooth progress of this meeting. Logically, there's no reason for such unnecessary actions. Moreover, given Leng Linglan's intelligence, if she wanted to plan an assassination, she wouldn't have failed completely. Therefore, the attack on the Ishtar should be unrelated to our country, at least… not an official act.

But from any perspective, the assassination of an important foreign guest within our borders will cause our military a major problem. The gazes of the high-ranking officials from various countries shifted, as if anticipating a good show, glancing at our many civil and military officials.

I was, of course, among them, but lacking any spirit of loyalty to the emperor or willingness to face danger, I naturally stepped back and disappeared into the ranks of the second-line officers at this crucial moment when the nation needed someone to step forward.

At that moment, I noticed Sister Yueying. Standing beside Ryan, she was probably the only one who noticed my action. After giving me a dismissive glance, she looked at her sister, the princess-general who should rightfully shoulder this responsibility.

"I don't believe that Alibuda orchestrated this, but we've already entered Sara. Shouldn't we, the visitors, be given an explanation?"

Narcissa's voice was deep and magnetic. Her words were reasonable, but her tone was provocative, making it impossible to believe she had any goodwill. However, the way she spoke while subtly flicking her fingers was truly beautiful and alluring. One could imagine that this exotic beauty must be a master of seduction.

Surprisingly, at that moment, I suddenly thought of Phoenix. Perhaps… it was because both women were so beautiful, their demeanor carrying a hint of wickedness, yet so captivating, like two blooming enchanting flowers.

I could quietly admire the beauty, but Leng Linglan was not so fortunate. His Majesty the King remained silent, and she had an inescapable responsibility to take charge. She stepped forward, glanced at the three cartloads of severed heads, and spoke with her head held high.

“This matter has alarmed the special envoy. I apologize. It is fortunate that no members of your country were injured. However, what about our guides? I wonder if they have also arrived safely?”

Leng Linglan’s question was also skillfully worded. Ostensibly, she inquired about the safety of the guides, but implicitly, she wanted them to come forward and confirm the truth of the attack.

Narcissa waved her hand, and the Ishtar people helped several bandaged, blood-stained guides out of the carriage. Upon seeing Leng Linglan, these men immediately knelt down, wounded but still recounting the events.

In essence, their account was largely the same as Narcissa's: they were suddenly attacked as they approached Sara, fought fiercely, and a middle-aged scholar happened to pass by. Together, they defeated and drove away the enemy. The scholar then left, saying he would visit Sara soon.

The group speculated about the scholar's identity but couldn't find a match. While the guides explained the events, I focused my attention on the two women gazing at each other from afar.

Alibuda and Ishtar had been at war for many years. Although I didn't know the details of the battle, the tense atmosphere between these two beauties suggested this was no first meeting; they likely harbored a deep-seated grudge.

Throughout the entire process, Leng Linglan's hand remained firmly on the hilt of her sword at her waist. An outsider might have assumed she was about to draw her sword and kill her enemy at any moment, but for some reason, I only felt… that this was her way of suppressing her anger.

The giant sword Leng Linglan wielded, "Overlord of the Sea," was a divine weapon integrated with her own bones, flesh, blood, and essence, hidden within her body. The sword she usually carried was merely an ornament. Her opponent was a formidable figure, also one of the Seven Beauties. If she truly wanted to kill, she would have concealed her killing intent and waited for the opportune moment to strike; there was no need for this contrived display.

For the sake of the overall situation, no matter how unwilling or how much she hated her opponent, she had to swallow her anger. Considering Leng Linglan's fierce personality, it was truly a difficult situation for her.

However, her magnanimity and patience were better than I expected. After the middle-aged man finished explaining, Leng Linglan took a step forward, helped the injured guides to their feet, and after they had received treatment, bowed her head and saluted her former nemesis.

"I am deeply sorry. On behalf of my country's military, I extend my sincere apologies to the distinguished guests of Ishtar. Alibuda will provide an explanation within seven days. Please forgive the enemy nation for this transgression." Given

Leng Linglan's proud and arrogant personality, the pain she felt at having to bow her head to someone was unimaginable. Wearing her military uniform, I had never seen her bow her head to anyone except His Majesty the King, let alone to an enemy she hated.

Even though we usually disliked each other, I couldn't help but admire her inwardly. This extraordinary demeanor was precisely the regal bearing praised by those in power. Although a woman, Leng Linglan possessed a far more regal air than her father. This bowing not only did not diminish her dignity but also earned the respect of the envoys from the various nations present.

But thinking about it, it's really strange. Leng Linglan has such great magnanimity and composure, so why is she usually so easily angered by a few words of provocation, completely unlike her calmness now? Could it be that her hatred for me is stronger than her hatred for the Ishtar people? That really doesn't make sense. I have no blood feud with her, no hatred for her mother's insult, and I have never abandoned her after seducing her. Why would she...

Oh, no, I forgot to mention, I've had sex with her own sister...

Thinking of this, I felt ashamed and almost laughed out loud. If something hadn't happened, I might have caused even more trouble.

Faced with Leng Linglan's apology and assurances, Narcissus seemed unmoved. She took a step forward and said calmly, "Princess Leng is a woman of her word. Let's put this matter aside for now. The Alibuda military is full of talented people, but among the new generation of generals, only two are qualified to pose a threat to our country. Among them... I've heard that Aoshuang Binglan's swordsmanship is divine. We Ishtar people very much hope to witness it." As soon as

these words were spoken, the atmosphere around them completely changed. Unlike before, the Ishtar people's words were a clear indication that they were bullying us. If we were to yield any further, today would be the most humiliating day in Alibuda's history. Leng Linglan's expression immediately turned serious, and she said coldly, "How do you want to see this?"

"This is how I want to see this!"

As she spoke, Narcissa transformed into a black whirlwind, closing in on Leng Linglan in the blink of an eye. The Ishtar people, who had initially assumed the presence of a large crowd would deter them, were clearly mistaken. Seeing Narcissa's ghostly movements, everyone realized that this alluring woman was not only an Ishtar priestess but also one of the seven beauties, renowned for their martial arts prowess alongside Leng Linglan.

However, Narcissa's attack method left everyone speechless. When she closed in on Leng Linglan with incredible speed, she unceremoniously thrust her palm towards Leng Linglan's prominent breasts.

Having displayed her skills twice, Narcissa was indeed a formidable opponent. But regardless, she shouldn't have underestimated this proud, icy beauty. Sometimes… a sword that cannot be drawn doesn't mean it's dull.

Suddenly, I heard a series of strange sounds, like metal cutting through the air and slicing through objects. My mind went blank for a moment, then I was shocked. Leng Linglan had actually managed to unleash a chilling blade aura even before her sword was fully drawn, killing and destroying objects. Her swordsmanship was truly exceptional, rarely seen in this world.

"Hiss...rip!" A long tearing sound rang out, and countless pieces of cloth fluttered in the gust of wind from the blade, like a swarm of butterflies, yet no blood was visible. Although her black robe had been struck by the sharp blade aura, Leng Linglan's attack hadn't harmed Narcissus…or rather, in this situation, she couldn't harm Narcissus.

So, where had Narcissus gone, her outer robe ripped by the blade aura?

Everyone thought of this question and instinctively looked towards the Ishtar camp, hoping to seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to see something they wouldn't normally see. But apart from a group of wooden-looking black-robed mages, there was nothing there.

"The blade of Ao Shuang Bing Lan is indeed sharp enough. No wonder it slew twelve of my brave generals three years ago. I wonder what the other pillar of Alibuda looks like?"

A low, affected laugh rang out. It wasn't surprising that Narcissus escaped unscathed, but the voice, so close, startled me. I turned around and saw a stunningly beautiful red-haired woman leaning against me.

Desert tribes have strict requirements for women's clothing, but after the black robe was cut to shreds, the inner garments were revealed without reservation.

Covering her wheat-colored skin were two pieces of bright red fabric. The upper half was a tight-fitting vest, the thin straps supporting a smooth, rounded curve, fastened with gold thread, revealing her not-so-large, but firm breasts, and creating a deep, sexy cleavage.

The lower half was a three-piece skirt with a high slit, consisting of one piece of fabric in the front and two in the back, held together by a waistband. The front hem clung tightly to her legs in the wind, while the two back pieces fluttered like wings.

From behind, her small, full, rounded, and pert buttocks resembled a hill covered in wheat ears, appearing and disappearing beneath the swaying skirt. Her legs, not particularly long, but with distinct curves, were clearly visible.

Purple-gold chains, rings, and other ornaments tightly bound her slender neck, wasp waist, and her beautifully sculpted arms and legs.

The ornaments accentuated the delicate areas, while the fabric made what should have been concealed seem even more alluring, creating a sense of mystery and allure. The fabric was extremely light, swaying in the wind, making it seem as if the view beneath might be revealed at any moment, further fueling the imagination.

Her delicate, pink arms and long, beautiful legs were completely exposed. Facing this nearly naked, sexy woman, I felt a brief moment of intoxication. But before I could do anything, she had already pressed herself against me.

"What a pity, what a pity. No matter how hard a woman tries, the battlefield is always a man's domain. Commander Farrell, what do you think?"

Narcissa, a close friend of Leng Linglan, saw right through her predicament, her words hitting the nail on the head. But I had no time to laugh at others, because just as I was secretly chuckling to myself, the fiery body beside me pressed against me, as if to a long-lost lover. One arm hooked around my neck, her full, firm breasts and smooth belly rubbing tightly against my arm.

Damn, I've never seen such a seductive, so alluring woman in my life!

Even disregarding our hostile relationship, this is still a public place, with thousands of eyes watching. For her, a member of the prestigious Ishtar royal family, to act so brazenly, manipulating two of Alibuda's generals, is quite ruthless.

However, while Leng Linglan, this naive young girl, might be at a loss in this embarrassing situation, she's clearly mistaken in her attempt to manipulate me. Moreover, this isn't the first time I've encountered such a thorny beauty. My repeated dealings with Phoenix have taught me how to hold my own.

"Haha, my princess is a first-rate heroine of our time, her regal bearing unmatched by ordinary men. However, everyone has different strengths, and the men of my country naturally possess their own admirable qualities that will not disappoint Your Highness."

I laughed loudly, unceremoniously grabbing Narcissa's breasts. Now that things have come to this, if I were to act like a pedantic scholar, trembling with fear and unable to advance

or retreat, wouldn't this vixen laugh at me, Alibuda, for being utterly incompetent? Since she's offered herself up, if I don't take a bite, I'd be unworthy of being a man. This unexpected move elicited gasps of surprise from the surrounding crowd, more than half of them filled with envy. And I, having actually gained the upper hand… didn't need to be polite. The feeling in my hand, while not the kind of plumpness that couldn't be grasped in one hand, was indeed a perfect combination of elasticity and softness—fragrant breasts that their owner could be proud of.

Narcissus, who had been smiling and glaring angrily at Leng Linglan, completely disregarding the man beside her, immediately turned her head after my successful surprise attack.

In that instant, I saw that chillingly wicked glint in her eyes again. Clearly, my unexpected attack had thrown her off balance, forcing out her true nature. But this was only for a moment. She quickly regained her smile, her eyes alluring, and giggled, "Well done, Alibuda truly has a man of courage and integrity. No wonder the Blood Nightmare Great Spirit Shaman was so infatuated with you, General, that even in death he was still a romantic ghost."

I don't know how much Narcissa knew about the details of the Battle of Ahurama, but this was complete nonsense.

My methods of killing Blood Nightmares and demons, while not exactly honorable, had nothing to do with seduction. But now, with her allusion, the admiring gazes of the surrounding crowd immediately turned strange, and some even lowered their heads in shame.

The situation was bad. I was about to retort when I suddenly saw Moonsakura standing next to Ryan, also staring in our direction. Her beautiful eyes flashed with disappointment, sadness, and a hint of reproach. My chest jolted, and I instinctively took a step back, hastily withdrawing my hand as if electrocuted.

"Hehe, Alibuda is truly an interesting place. I'm starting to look forward to my visit."

As I released her grip and stepped back, Narcissa giggled, flitting away like a butterfly flitting among flowers. But no one saw that before she retreated, she had swiftly reached out and teasingly touched between my legs. I didn't know whether to call it a show of force or a provocation; in any case, I couldn't find any other word to describe her gaze except "flirtatious."

And I was confident that I would definitely get my revenge...

Today, in front of the dignitaries of various countries and the people of Sara, my frivolous behavior was indeed very inappropriate from a diplomatic standpoint. However, due to the poor relationship between Ishtar and our country, this action actually saved face for Alibuda. Many civilians and soldiers privately cheered for me. If it weren't for Narcissa's betrayal, which led to inappropriate associations, I might even have become a national hero again.

Hehe, it's funny to say, there are many heroes in this world, heroes of the War of Resistance, heroes of rescue, heroes of law enforcement... Among so many heroes, only national heroes are the easiest to become. As long as you know how to fool those stupid dogs, you can become a national hero by doing some ridiculous and ugly things.

However, even heroes don't always have it easy. Being greedy for small gains often leads to greater losses. Although the people of Sara privately applauded me, my despicable actions in public were reprehensible and should be condemned.

Just an hour after the Ishtar dignitaries entered the city, I was summoned by a temporary meeting of seven high-ranking military officers, led by Leng Linglan, at the behest of His Majesty. The efficiency was astounding; if apprehending an assassin could be this fast, it would be a blessing for our nation.

During the meeting, the seven officers, with one goal in mind, relentlessly criticized me for half an hour. The process was utterly brutal and dramatic, culminating in a warning that I must not engage in any further actions that would bring shame upon the nation.

If I never take others' words seriously, regarding any condemnation as insignificant, then Yueying's reaction was more alarming than any actual reprimand.

There was no blame, no mention of the incident; Yueying simply smiled as usual, spoke softly to me, and even asked if I had been working very hard lately.

However, based on my understanding of her, I could see the sadness and disappointment in Yueying's dim eyes. She couldn't believe that her beloved younger brother could be so frivolous and shameless.

For a brief moment, I considered sincerely apologizing, but a sudden surge of anger made me change my mind, and I said the exact opposite of what I meant.

I asked Yueying why she didn't just tell me if she was unhappy or dissatisfied with me.

At first, Yueying said no, that I was overthinking it, but after my repeated questioning, her expression finally changed, revealing a rare hint of gloom.

That day, my brother and I parted on bad terms; the somber atmosphere was unlike anything we had experienced since our reunion.

As I stormed off in a huff, just as I was about to return to the Marquis's mansion, I was intercepted by His Majesty's secret envoy and led to a secluded chamber in the palace. Upon seeing me, His Majesty launched into a tirade, berating me for my utterly inappropriate actions. Offending the damned Ishtar people wasn't the problem; we would face them on the battlefield sooner or later anyway. However, if this caused the Princess to develop a bad impression of me and lose trust in me, all our efforts would be in vain.

After this furious outburst, His Majesty, like a weeping old man about to marry off his daughter, told me how worried he was about his daughter and demanded that I rescue her as soon as possible, no matter what.

Annoyed as I was, I still had to maintain a facade of unwavering loyalty, swearing to complete the mission. I even managed to gain an advantage by avoiding being sent by Leng Linglan to investigate the assassin's trail, thus preventing me from getting close to Sister Yueying.

And just as I finished dealing with these problems and was about to return to the Earl's mansion, a sleazy middle-aged man appeared before me.

"So, you talked with Madam Yueying for so long, and it ended like this, on bad terms?"

After I explained what had happened recently, Mao Yan'an stroked his short beard, looking at me suspiciously, and said, "Nephew, time is of the essence. Why aren't you doing what you should be doing? What are you up to?" "

That's not how it works, Uncle. I think..."

"What do you think? Don't forget, if we can't get Lady Yueying and President Ryan divorced before this peace talks end and she stays in Alibuda, she'll have to go back to her miserable life, and you'll be left sighing over your soup bowl."

Mao Yan'an said, "Things are urgent, and you're the only one who doesn't know what's going on. You've been arguing with Lady Yueying these past few days. At this rate, when will you ever achieve your goal?"

The uncle's words made a lot of sense, but I've never learned how to seduce a woman before. As a beginner, the results weren't very good. Unfortunately, Sister Yueying is the woman I respect most. When I'm with her, I naturally let my guard down, and even my smooth talk becomes much less effective than usual.

This situation is very disadvantageous for me. With time running out and progress hitting a major bottleneck, it's really a headache...

The stalemate with Sister Yueying will become the biggest impasse right now. I don't know how to win her heart.

"Things are troublesome, but don't be discouraged, my dear nephew. Two heads are better than one. With our combined efforts, we can even overcome impotence; a mere bowl of moonflower soup is nothing."

"I appreciate your encouragement, but next time you should try a different approach. I admit you have a point, so let's revisit the issue."

Returning to the basics, the most direct and effective way to drive a couple to divorce is to expose their infidelity…

"Married for twelve years, the Princess must know Ryan is gay, so exposing him is useless. Besides, unless he secretly solicits male prostitutes in Alibuda, catching him red-handed will be extremely difficult."

I said, "But turning things around makes things simpler. If we present evidence of the Princess's infidelity, Ryan Buffett can't possibly remain unresponsive."

"Will he really react? He's a gay man, my dear nephew, don't you think he…"

"What are you talking about? Are you discriminating against gay men? Being gay is being gay, and being cuckolded is being cuckolded. How can you conflate these two things? Think about the orcs in Mai Li. All male creatures under heaven... even male creatures who like to have sex with other male creatures, their reactions to being cuckolded are pretty much the same. Bai Li Xiong Shi has always been arrogant

and heroic. If he finds out that someone has given him a cuckold's horns, he will immediately get a divorce. That's for sure." "Hmm, that makes a lot of sense. However, my dear nephew, you should probably consider the possibility of being silenced by the raging lion. To avoid this situation, we should do this and that..."

Although I was leading the discussion, I was still somewhat taken aback by how quickly he agreed. I frowned and said, "Uncle, I heard that President Ryan treated you with great courtesy. Why are you stabbing him in the back so relentlessly now? Which side are you on?"

I thought Mao Yan'an would give some old-fashioned answer like "Of course, on your side," but I didn't expect his answer to be so brilliant.

“I’m an artist. I’ll go wherever I can watch people drink soup. The soup over at Ryan’s place tastes too weird. If I’m not careful while peeking, I’ll end up as soup myself. It’s safer to stand on your side.”

After talking like this for a while, the problem eventually circled back to the starting point.

“But how do we get Lady Yueying to have an affair, causing their marital discord to surface and leading to a formal breakup? I’ve racked my brains for you these past few days, thought of all sorts of methods, but I still don’t know what to do.”

Mao Yan’an murmured thoughtfully, and given his current wandering swordsman look, he really looked melancholy. Just looking at his expression, it was really hard to tell who was really involved.

“Don’t think too much about it. I won’t…”

I quickly swallowed back the words “I won’t give you a chance to steal my soup.” I patted Mao Yan’an on the shoulder, almost grinning maliciously as I spoke.

"Hmph, since you dare to boast to me, Uncle, I'm naturally prepared. Don't worry, I have a brilliant plan that guarantees success. Hehe, countless extraordinary women throughout history have fallen victim to this plan.

" "What brilliant plan?"

"A very old, very traditional, yet very effective method..."

I said calmly, enunciating each word clearly: "Raw rice, cooked, into, cooked rice!"

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