Alibuda Chronicles, Part 1: Volume 10, Chapter 6

Chapter Six: The Peril of the Slums

Just last night, several murders occurred in Sara City, leaving five young girls in the prime of their lives dead under mysterious circumstances. Some had their throats cut open and their blood drained; others were found withered and shriveled, their vital essence drained; still others had their uteruses ripped out, their deaths gruesome. All five girls were virgins, but two showed clear signs of rape before their deaths, while the other three died instantly.

Sara City, under Leng Linglan's years of management, wasn't exactly impenetrable, but all lecherous thieves had long since disappeared. Ordinary noblemen still dared to abuse their power and secretly rape women, but Leng Linglan, wary of the deeply entrenched system of power, could only turn a blind eye. However, she showed no mercy to lecherous thieves from outside, dismembering and displaying their bodies as punishment.

Now, with these cases of brutal murder of women, my immediate thought, without needing to hear others' opinions, was that these cases were orchestrated by sorcerers, especially wizards practicing dark magic.

In the practice of dark magic, young virgins are a widely used material. The blood of a first night, the true essence of a virgin, even a womb untouched by male semen, can all serve as catalysts for spellcasting. Each time a series of cases involving the hunting of virgins occurs, people assume that a wizard is collecting sacrifices to practice dark magic.

Among the six types of magic, dark magic most frequently uses life and blood as ritual offerings. When people think of dark magic, the first name that comes to mind is Ishtar. Under normal circumstances, the city's defense forces responsible for maintaining order in Sara would have already declared the case related to a sorcerer and launched a full-scale search for dark magic wizards within Sara.

However, the Ishtar people entered the city yesterday and clashed with us. Now, with this case erupting, everyone will associate it with the Ishtar wizards at the inn, speculating that they entered Sara to retaliate for attacks suffered within our territory. If everyone in the city thinks this way, a riot is inevitable.

It's currently the height of the conference, and relations between the nations must remain peaceful. Besides, without concrete evidence, how can we be sure this isn't some kind of conspiracy orchestrated by a certain power?

I bet Leng Linglan is in a real bind right now, not only trying to find the culprit but also sending troops to prevent mobs from disrupting the post station.

"No problem, just be careful. The city might be a little chaotic because of this, which will make our plans easier today."

"You handle it yourself. I've already arranged the guards on duty. Lady Yueying and we arranged to meet here; she should be arriving soon."

Mao Yan'an had barely finished speaking when Lady Yueying appeared before us. For her incognito outing today, she had dressed up specially, even covering her head with a veil; we almost didn't recognize her.

Because of the outing, Lady Yueying no longer dressed up elaborately but instead wore ordinary civilian clothes.

Her curvaceous figure was wrapped in a white V-neck vest, her round and fair breasts revealing a cleavage, her skin snow-white and delicate, and below her slender waist was a long white dress.

Because it was made of pure silk, the dress seemed a bit thin, clearly revealing the shapely and slender outline of a pair of beautiful legs. Elegant white sandals adorned her delicate feet, revealing her adorable, fair toes. Although her face was covered by a veil and her hair was styled in a simple updo, a closer look revealed a unique elegance, a mature, refined, and alluring charm.

In that instant, my blood rushed in two directions—to my nostrils and lower body—while my brain, depleted of blood, was filled with only one thought.

(This is awesome! I'm going to go all out today...

Seeing Sister Yueying like this, the dizzying intoxication almost made me lose control. I quickly grabbed Mao Yan'an next to me and whispered,

"Hey? Where did you get this outfit? You're the one who arranged for her to sneak away, you must know something." "

Yueying asked me to find her some clothes that ordinary people wear, so I found this one for her. Isn't it eye-catching?"

"Nonsense, we're trying to avoid being recognized! Dressed like this, is it an incognito trip or to hook up with men?"

"Of course it's to hook up with you, you little pervert. Giving you a chance to feast your eyes, you should be grateful."

I was about to retort when Yueying came up to us.

"Thank you for waiting. I've been looking forward to this since last night. But is it really alright to leave without saying goodbye?"

Yueying always puts others first. After all, if something happened to her, too many people would be implicated and punished. However, Mao Yan'an and I immediately assured her that everything was arranged properly and there would be no problems.

To go shopping and sightseeing with the beautiful princess, we certainly didn't need to bring along a troublesome sketching fanatic. So, Mao Yan'an was dutifully sacrificed to keep things under control at the inn and prevent anyone from discovering Yueying's departure.

Although, with my ample preparations, the destination of this journey was definitely some unknown bed, I couldn't just immediately drug my companion. I still had to first... I'll take her shopping, have some food and drinks.

However, to be honest, relationships between men and women are often like this: eating, drinking, shopping, and then sleeping together. The first part is the process, the second part is the primal purpose. What I'm doing today is simply shortening the process—shopping all day and then sleeping together, saving time and money.

After explaining everything, Yueying and I began our incognito trip for the day. She used to enjoy browsing handicrafts at markets and was very interested in street food stalls. Because these places are crowded and complicated, the guards wouldn't let her go, so I've made them our main sightseeing spots for today.

While Sara can't compare to the Golden Flower Federation in terms of scale as an international metropolis, it's still a fairly diverse large city. The market, bustling with trade between various countries within the limited trading hours, displayed a remarkably prosperous scene.

Yunyang Street in the eastern market, when Yueying left twelve years ago, was a hub for handicrafts in Sara City, attracting many vendors from other provinces. However, after twelve years of development, it had transformed into a street lined with shops selling personal ornaments and weapon parts.

Yueying, dressed in simple coarse cloth, initially followed my lead, but later took the lead, browsing this stall and that shop, seemingly regaining her former vitality.

Yueying had never practiced martial arts and wasn't particularly strong; after running around for half an hour, she showed signs of fatigue, but the joy and ease in her eyes radiated a vibrant life force, as if she had transformed from a sheltered child into a thriving individual. Noble flowers, basking in the warm caress of the sun.

Seeing such eyes, I was also happy. Sadly, there was a hint of melancholy and wistfulness in Yueying's eyes—a sentiment that no one can avoid when revisiting a place after many years.

Previously, these ornaments were merely cheap, worthless items. However, as the martial spirit of Alibuda grew, and the pursuers brought new technologies from the Golden Flower Federation and the Ishtar Kingdom, people discovered that these ornaments, besides their beauty, also possessed great practical value.

Walking down the street, shops displayed new styles of wristbands and jade pendants. These were merely painted models; the real items had to be purchased inside the shop. The models were often displayed in long strings, showing customers which colors were available, with labels below indicating the colors.

"Boss, let me see this old silver pendant... Hmm, fire resistance level 2.5, waterproof level 2.5, it's really rubbish. Are you selling this as jewelry or as a children's toy?"

(Children's toy) "Sir, this is just a pendant, not a shield. It's a mass-produced item from the factory, so its effectiveness can't compare to handmade items, but the price is very cheap. Look at our price tag, only 20,000 silver coins. Buying in bulk or paying in cash with gold coins gets you a discount. We're

fair and honest." "No way! Its effectiveness is only level 2, not even a basic holy light enhancement. You want me to pay 200 silver coins? That's outrageous! I'm going to look at other shops."

"Guest, don't say that. Why don't you take a look at this cat's eye ring? It's a replica of the Damascus magic ring, the price..."

I wasn't planning to buy anything; I was just browsing the trinkets, enjoying the pleasure of shopping with Yueying.

The reason the trinkets market has been so hot in recent years, with prices constantly rising, is because the Golden Flower Federation deliberately helped us exchange knowledge with our country, using magical forging techniques to learn how to keep goat's milk and cow's milk at room temperature for thirty days without them turning sour.

Currently, the two main combat methods are sword and magic. Warriors are not good at long-range, ranged attacks, while mages are always at a disadvantage in close combat. Due to inherent limitations, they can't overcome them, so they can only focus on their equipment.

To profit from both, weapon merchants have continuously researched and improved forging techniques. The robes and staves used by mages have begun to have agility and magic absorption effects that convert into striking power; the armor and shields worn by warriors have also developed resistance to elemental attacks. Initially, although the effects of these supernatural armor pieces were negligible, like health drinks with added nutrients, they were already wildly popular, with people rushing to buy them, and weapon merchants making a fortune.

The quality of supernatural weapons and armor depended on the technology used in their manufacture; more didn't necessarily mean better results, and sometimes wearing too much could even cause repulsion between the armor pieces. However, people greedily piled on more for safety, but since a person only has two hands, and it's impossible to wear two layers of armor, merchants turned their attention to accessories after the weapon and armor market became saturated, giving new value... and new prices to traditional handicrafts.

The market in Alibuda primarily inherited the style of the Golden Flower Federation, but in their ambition to surpass them, merchants offered hefty rewards to anyone who could steal the technology from Ishtar, eventually developing into a force to be reckoned with, on par with the Golden Flower artisans.

"The two most popular shops on the main street are Mingyu Pavilion at the beginning, which expanded from the arms market and has a very large business; and Baodaxiang at the end of the street, which started with jewelry and ornaments and later successfully invested in other businesses. Both are branches of the Golden Finch Federation, with independent technicians specializing in research and production, making their goods better than those mass-produced by ordinary factories, and at much higher prices. As for Jiyuezhai, the shop you used to like, although it was a local business, it went out of business many years ago because the owner was caught smuggling with the Ijinta people."

After we finished strolling through Yunyang Street, I found a small wine shop with decent craftsmanship and took Yueying inside to chat and rest. This shop was located in an alley and was not conspicuous. It wasn't mealtime, and when we went in, there were only three or five customers chatting. At one table was a man with a parrot and several young women. It was obvious that he was using his talk about bird-keeping to pick up girls.

Of course, I didn't choose this shop to listen to bird-keeping stories. This establishment was famous behind the scenes, operating as a backstage club for powerful figures. Members could have their drinks drugged by the bartenders based on their gestures.

Membership cost a hefty sum; when I was a low-ranking military officer, I couldn't afford it. However, my grandfather's travelogue contained recipes for special spices that could enhance the flavor of drinks, so I used these recipes to gain special privileges.

Upon entering, since we didn't know anyone there and sat in a corner, Yueying removed her veil to let her face breathe. After ordering wine and grilled fish, I gestured for the bartender to drug my drink.

As the glass was placed in front of Yueying, I suddenly had a bad feeling, as if I had forgotten something important. I thought about it but couldn't figure it out; I was probably just worried that Yueying would notice something was wrong with the drink.

Yueying seemed oblivious. After the dish was served, she lightly sprinkled lemon juice on the grilled fish, picked up her wine glass, sniffed the aroma, but didn't drink.

I was a little anxious and casually asked her why she wasn't drinking. Yueying smiled and said that wine should be smelled first, otherwise it would be a waste of the winemaker's hard work.

I didn't care about the winemaker's supposed hard work. The effects of the twelve bottles of aphrodisiacs I had just taken were already showing, and I was now in a hard-on, waiting for a release. But if I acted too eager, I was afraid Yueying would notice something was amiss, so I had to suppress my desire and force a smile.

However, being with a woman who knew me too well was a dangerous thing. Even though I acted as if nothing was wrong, Yueying intuitively sensed something was amiss, playing with her wine glass and speaking with a half-smile.

"Little brother, you're hiding something from me."

"Just kidding, sister, how could I hide anything from you? You're my good sister. But there are some things that are actually quite funny, sister, you know what? I had some strange dreams last night, and I'm afraid they'll scare you if I tell you."

Using this as a starting point, I jokingly recounted last night's dreams. Yueying clearly didn't find the joke funny at all. After listening, she rolled her eyes at me and said, "I've heard that people under a lot of psychological pressure often have strange dreams. Is something making you feel a lot of pressure?"

"Sister, do you think I'm the kind of bad person who would have ulterior motives? My conscience is clear, why would I have any pressure?"

"You're lying. You look like you're not being sincere. You brought me to this shop specifically; you must have some purpose."

A woman's intuition is truly terrifying. In order to get Yueying to drink that cup of wine as soon as possible, I could only laugh it off.

"Haha, sister, you're so smart! The reason I brought you here is..."

"Rape! I'm going to rape you!"

It's hard for others to imagine that, with a friendly smile plastered on my face, about to speak with the utmost sincerity, I suddenly blurted out this true intention in a gruff voice, a chill running down my spine. Meanwhile, Yueying, after a moment of stunned silence, covered her mouth with a laugh.

It wasn't me who said those words, nor any god from heaven, but that damned parrot at the nearby table. It must have gone mad, suddenly uttering those words, leaving me embarrassed and unable to move. Meanwhile, the men and women at that table were lewdly laughing, saying things like, "Your bird is lustful," "My bird down there is even more lustful," "You brought me here to rape me," and "Heh heh, I'm going to drug you with alcohol and rape you," utterly outrageous and inhumane things.

The man wasn't just talking; he gestured to the bartender, asking for a drugged drink. He hadn't noticed, and in my rage, I gestured back, ordering him a drugged drink as well.

It's a sad thing that my mother didn't teach me to eat carelessly when I was little. When his female companion collapsed, he flashed a smug, lewd smile, which instantly froze on his face before he too collapsed.

The noisy guys fell asleep, but I had to maintain a smile and wait for Yueying to finish her drink. During this time, we talked about our shopping trip, and when I mentioned the shops on the street, Yueying brought up the talents of Alibuda.

“When I was in the Golden Flower Federation, I heard people mention many times that a master craftsman had emerged in Alibuda in the last two years, a half-elf woman named Zhizhi Lonia. Although she's a newcomer, her craftsmanship surpasses that of several well-known workshops, and she's become a key figure in poaching efforts by various countries. So, it seems our country isn't lacking in talent.”

The sudden mention of Zhizhi startled me, but I maintained a calm facade, replying that this master craftsman was under Leng Linglan's special protection and I had no chance to meet her.

“However, it does make me somewhat nostalgic,”

Yueying said softly, a hint of sadness appearing on her beautiful face.

“I prefer the old days when people simply sold simple handicrafts, without practical value, purely appreciating the beauty of the craftsmanship. Why must everything ultimately be given a purpose in conflict, used to harm others?”

"Don't think like that, sister. Being kind-hearted is good, but if you're too out of touch with reality, life will be tough. Rather than saying these things are used for fighting, they're just adding practicality. If you think of it that way

, it's not a big deal. People are just doing what's most in line with survival principles. Beautiful and practical handicrafts, isn't that better than before?" Yueying thought for a moment and smiled, "Well, maybe you're right. But you're a soldier yourself, and you recently received a gold coin reward. Why not buy some good protective gear?"

"Well... these weapons and armor do have their uses in actual combat, but in the long run, they do more harm than good. My weirdo... well, my father once taught me a basic concept: the best supernatural artifacts absorb the wielder's life force when used. The stronger the wielder, the greater the power they can unleash. The two complement each other, making them invincible."

I casually said, "However, few people are willing to honestly hone their martial arts skills. Many hope to use artifacts to achieve instant success. Merchants, following this advice, develop items that, while not very effective, are still usable by most people, no matter how bad they are. This creates a vicious cycle. People who rely on supernatural artifacts for a long time are ultimately no match for experts, no matter how good the artifact is. The noble knights who die in the chaos of battle are often these kinds of people."

Because I was focused on the cup in Yueying's hand, I forgot that she didn't like listening to these martial arts theories, but before I could apologize, Yueying had already waved her hand and smiled.

"Don't worry, I'm not so fragile that others need to avoid speaking to me. But, little brother, you're even more outstanding than you look. With such insight and ambition, you'll definitely shine in the military in the future. Lanlan will have to rely on you for a lot."

"What a joke! She doesn't need my care. It's good enough if she doesn't kill me."

More importantly, who cares about that bitch Leng Linglan? Sister, you've been shaking that cup for ages. I beg you, please drink it!

Just as I was staring at the cup in Yueying's hand, looking distressed and feeling unbearably hot between my legs, I suddenly caught a glimpse of something that made my eyes almost pop out. I stared in disbelief at the alleyway door a dozen feet away, at that familiar female figure.

Overwhelmed by surprise, I was stunned for a moment. Even after calming down and opening my eyes to check, I couldn't find that fleeting female figure.

(Was that Phoenix just now? This is a public place, why is she here? Is she here to solicit customers again? Who is her target this time?

Since leaving Jiang Li, I haven't encountered that female demon again. Partly it's unnecessary, and partly I'm wary of inviting a demon to bring bad luck. That figure only appeared briefly and then disappeared, I'm not sure if it really was that cunning and vicious female demon.

The more I thought about it, the more uneasy I became. A strong curiosity rose in my heart. After several attempts to restrain myself, I finally decided to go and see.

"Sister, don't drink before I come back."

"Huh? Why? I'm thirsty."

"Because it doesn't smell good enough yet. You need to smell it for a while longer before it tastes good. In short... don't drink it."

I hurriedly said this and ran out of the shop. I looked around and rushed towards the place where Phoenix disappeared. I ran into that dead-end alley, but I couldn't see anything except a wall at the end. There was nothing there, and Phoenix was nowhere to be seen.)

(I clearly saw her running this way, how could she disappear? Am I seeing things? Impossible, even if my eyes are playing tricks on me, my dick wouldn't be wrong. That alluring and seductive feeling, besides that female demon Phoenix, what woman could...

This thought flashed through my mind, and I cried out "Ah!" thinking of a seductive beauty with a similar aura to Phoenix.

(Oh no, could it be the witch of Ishtar? It would be troublesome if I ran into her here, I'd better get out of here quickly.

Although I thought this, I didn't act on it. The reason I stopped was not because of surprise, but because of a strange pressure, a magical pressure from a slowing spell or something similar.

Among the strategies that mages use to deal with warriors, one of them is to cast a slowing spell to suppress the warrior's reaction and speed, and then launch an attack spell. I only paused for a moment before realizing that I had been ambushed. I thought to myself, "Thank goodness!" and noticed that three people had appeared behind me, approaching with ill intent.

What's more, these three mages were all level five experts, or perhaps Rin...) Because of my past record and their fear of my strength, the three of them attacked together, using all their might. Two of them used slowing spells, and the last one even used gravity manipulation. Three kinds of pressure were applied to my body at the same time. My bones and muscles, unable to withstand the pressure, made terrible noises. The three were surprised that my reputation was undeserved and my martial arts were so poor. They quickly withdrew their spells.

However, what was really underestimating me was that, with my certain level of magical cultivation, I was not as defenseless against these slowing and pressure manipulations as a simple martial artist. So when they released their spells and approached me, I pretended to lose consciousness, but I had already recovered. I secretly gripped the Hyakkimaru in my hand and used my most proud sneak attack.

"Ancient gods of lust, in the name of John Farrell I pray to you, guide the power of lust, come forth! Lustful worms!"

The chant was soft and fast, but when the opponent was a mage, these actions were insufficient. The magical fluctuations during the incantation alone alerted them, causing them to retreat hastily in surprise.

Fortunately, my sword strike wasn't too slow. Before they could retreat, Hyakkimaru unleashed a burst of red light, beautiful and poignant, leaving a few thin streaks of blood at the tip of its crimson glow.

Although only a little, it drew blood; Hyakkimaru had wounded them. These mages were all highly skilled; as they retreated, they erected magical barriers to prevent further sword strikes and physical attacks—a tactic employed by mages with extensive combat experience. Unfortunately, despite my... I had a sword, but my next attack wasn't a sword strike; instead, it was a lewd spell, not belonging to the six major magic systems.

With a flick of my wrist, following the invisible trajectory of magic, the lewd worms landed on the three archmages. The magic barrier, which could only withstand physical attacks, had no effect against poison. Even if they were wearing protective gear, it would be useless, because once the lewd worms touched them, their bodily fluids affected their movements, and then they would burrow into blood. Once the lewd worms entered their bloodstream through wounds, no one could save these three frantically struggling victims.

Things were going smoothly, and I was congratulating myself on my success when suddenly a chill ran down my spine… no, the entire surrounding space suddenly became incredibly cold, making me shiver.

This cold feeling seemed familiar; it was the same chilling sensation that surrounded me whenever Ah Xue summoned spirits.

(A powerful dark mage has arrived?

The lewd insects I flicked at the three mages instantly turned into wisps of black smoke and vanished without a trace. I've seen this technique in the Blood Nightmare Chronicles—manipulating spirits to corrode objects. To be able to land such precise and effortless strikes must be the work of a very high-ranking necromancer.

My surprise could only go so far, because suddenly everything went dark, and I couldn't move my limbs. I almost lost consciousness on the spot. The Blood Nightmare Chronicles mentioned that Ishtar possessed a secret technique that mimicked the Shadow Fixation Technique from water-based ninjutsu, binding the target's soul and thus...) The sound of the magic affected my body, sealing my movements.

Fortunately, the records in the Blood Nightmare Chronicles allowed me to maintain my sanity, though I deliberately feigned unconsciousness to deceive the enemy and regain as much mobility as possible.

At this point, even a ghost could guess that these guys were definitely Ishtar's bastards, and the one who intervened to save me and subdue me was most likely Narcissa. They seemed afraid of being recognized, deliberately changing their language. They

weren't using Ishtar, but after using black magic, changing the language was just a futile attempt to conceal their presence.

These guys were spouting nonsense, saying they could tell I was weak but treacherous, and that I'd almost fallen for their trap; another said that even the brilliant Blood Nightmare Great Spirit Shaman wouldn't have been defeated by me; and yet another sycophant called me shameless and lewd, saying that even though I was immobilized and unconscious, my erection was still bulging high. Damn it

, is a man's erection bothering you? If it were you, after being given twelve doses of aphrodisiacs and immobilized in this semi-squatting position, you'd have ejaculated and become impotent long ago, how could you still be standing there like that?

Then they started talking about what to do with me. These Ishtar people seemed to find it troublesome; after all, this was Alibuda, and during the peace conference, killing me would definitely make things difficult, but letting me go like this was something they were very unwilling to do.

There is a deep-seated hatred between me and the Ishtar people. It contains my own share, my share of inheriting my perverted father's legacy, and it may even include my future share. Given the chance, which Ishtar person wouldn't want to skin me alive?

Narcissa hadn't spoken, and I wasn't sure if she was still there, but then a deep female voice suddenly said that these guys should get me some aphrodisiac to take, the stronger the better, preferably the kind that would cause me to die of impotence immediately if I didn't release my pent-up energy in a short time. "A dignified commander of ten thousand cavalry, dying of impotence in a small alley, such a shameful scandal, I doubt Alibuda would want to publicize it, he'll just let it go, that makes things easy."

Easy my foot! A respectable woman, yet she has such filthy and vicious thoughts, utterly depraved. I was helpless, my mobility hadn't recovered, I couldn't move a finger to struggle, I could only pretend to be unconscious and let them pour some strange potion down my throat.

What karma! I've been drugging women too much lately, and today I actually drugged someone! Luckily it wasn't Ah Xue who drugged me, otherwise I could have drugged someone seventeen or eighteen more times and still not make up for it. But why would a dark wizard carry aphrodisiacs? This alone proves that last night's series of crimes must be related to them. Although wizards skilled in dark magic can absorb people's essence and soul, if they set conditions to make a woman's soul leave her body during intercourse and orgasm, then they must use drugs.

After I drugged them, these people quickly left, obviously not interested in seeing Captain Alibdawa die from exhaustion.

After they left, I quickly felt hot all over, my mind was in chaos, and I was extremely anxious. I still couldn't move, what should I do? Not only could I not move, but my eyelids were as hard as stone, I couldn't open them. I couldn't really wait until the drug took effect, half-squatting here, ejaculating wildly and dying from exhaustion, could I?

Even if I could move and run outside, what could I do? It's too far from the brothel or the marquis's mansion. Should I rush to the tavern, grab Sister Yueying, and beg her for help to detoxify me, my face flushed? Uh, this idea is terrible, but it might actually be feasible. If it works in one go, the effect will definitely be better than drugging and raping her.

(Damn it, I shouldn't have run out and gotten myself ambushed by the Ishtar people. If I had stayed in the tavern, I would be having a good time with Sister Yueying by now.)

My anger couldn't change reality. Just as I was racking my brains for a solution, I suddenly felt a little dizzy, and I heard a soft sigh beside me. It was a woman, but I hadn't noticed when she appeared. She appeared nearby without warning, like a ghost.

"Sigh, brother, why is it always like this when I see you? If every customer is as troublesome as you, what are we salespeople supposed to do?"

A sweet and gentle voice, different from Narcissus's deep voice, belonged to another woman. There seemed to be some kind of magic in her voice. As soon as she finished speaking, the dark magic that had been obscuring my vision immediately disappeared, allowing me to open my eyes and regain my sight.

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