Alibuda Chronicles Part 1: Volume 9, Chapter 2

Chapter Two: Moonlit Cherry Blossoms

That night, I was unusually in high spirits. During my passionate lovemaking with Ah Xue,

I indulged my every whim until I was utterly exhausted. After another release, Ah Xue, utterly worn out, fell into a deep sleep. I, still energized, slapped her round, firm, snow-white buttocks beside me, sat on the edge of the bed, and let memories flood my mind. It had

been over a year since I left Sara. Normally, I didn't realize it, but now that I was back, there were things I truly missed. Restaurants and brothels, beautiful women—those were beyond my reach. Some of my old drinking buddies also flashed through my mind. Finally, there were the unforgettable old friends.

Xing Mei, that lovely little girl—from what I'd heard, she'd been sent to the Palace of Light to study, and it seemed she was still in the Golden Finch Federation. I wondered when she would return. And if she were to be recalled, it would most likely be for a political marriage.

Xie Lian—she should have appeared before me long ago, but she was still nowhere to be found, and I couldn't get any information about her. It was truly worrying.

The Banner of Ten Thousand Souls was lost overseas. I've lost a powerful magical artifact, and I'll never see that pretty little sprite, Mo Ling, again. It's a great pity, but the ocean is vast, and I don't know how to find it.

Of course, this is all the fault of that stinky bitch beside me. The more I think about it, the angrier I get. I slapped her beautiful bare buttocks hard again. It was hot and burning to the touch, and a red mark immediately appeared on her snow-white bottom. Ah Xue, fast asleep, groaned in pain, but still didn't open her eyes.

"Heh, this butt isn't bad... I can play with it after I'm done, so it's not a waste of food."

Ah Xue's buttocks were shapely, plump, white, and tender. Slapping them felt bouncy and satisfying, with a crisp "smack." Playing with them occasionally wasn't so bad; it's a new form of entertainment I've recently discovered.

Besides those I can't see for the time being, there are still people currently in Sara.

Zhizhi Lonnia, since parting ways with Nalivia, followed my instructions and joined Leng Linglan's side. She not only cleared her mother's name of wrongful conviction but also established a good personal relationship with Leng Linglan. She was recruited into the military as Leng Linglan's personal advisor and even established her own workshop. Within a year, she had become the most renowned craftswoman in Alibuda. Nobles and dignitaries lined up year-round, offering large sums of money and rare materials to have her forge weapons and weave battle robes.

The investment in her was completely worthwhile; it's just a matter of when to recoup the investment. Currently… I want to get Xue a decent staff, and perhaps a suitable mage's robe. Instead of buying something randomly, I'd rather get a set from Zhizhi.

"Hmm, besides these, what else?"

When my mind went blank, my memories involuntarily searched back two years, three years, five years, ten years… all the way back to twelve years ago, to a memory I hadn't thought of for a long time.

It all goes by so fast… In the blink of an eye, twelve years have passed. I've gone from a child not even ten years old to the delinquent youth I am today. I wonder

if that beautiful figure from my memories is still as lovely as she was twelve years later? I'm very curious about that, and just thinking of that gentle smile brings a sense of peace to my heart.

"Be a good boy, okay?"

I vaguely remember my older sister saying this with a gentle smile before we parted that day, patting my forehead and giving me those tender instructions. As she turned to leave, her dress fluttered gently, and the sunlight streaming in turned her waist-length black hair a brilliant golden hue, making her look like a fairy about to depart from the mortal world.

It might sound a little ridiculous, but recalling those scenes, the overflowing tenderness in my heart immerses me in a strange joy—not intense, but enough to make me want to sit quietly and savor this serene beauty, until the owner of the plump, white buttocks beneath my palm let out a soft moan.

"Oh, Master, you...you're still not asleep?"

Perhaps because of the pain from being hit, Ah Xue rubbed her eyes, woke up, and reached for the blanket to cover her beautiful body.

Seeing this, I unceremoniously snatched the blanket away and threw it on the ground. It's not bedtime yet, and it's not like she's never been played with or teased before. It's really annoying that she's so coy about covering her body.

After I took the blanket away, Ah Xue didn't try to take it back. She just snuggled up to me affectionately, wrapped her jade arms around my neck, and murmured, "Master, tell me a story."

The girl's fragrant body pressed against me, the warm fox fur rubbing against my skin, feeling itchy. The scent mixed with the girl's body fragrance and the special smell of a female beast in heat further aroused my desire. But the most enjoyable thing was the feeling of her full, round breasts pressing against my arms, swaying like waves.

"You're not a child anymore, why would you want to hear a story? It's late, have one more round with me, then go to sleep."

"Hmm, no way, you've been thinking about things all night, what have you been thinking about? Tell me!"

"Silly thing, haven't you heard the saying? Curiosity killed the cat."

"What does a cat have to do with me?"

"Aren't you a cat? Then what are those ears on your head, and that thing on your butt?"

I laughed, teasingly flicking Ah Xue's fox tail, then giving her plump, snowy bottom a good slap, listening to her soft moan in my ear—her voice was truly that of an adorable kitten.

Perhaps it was because the atmosphere was special tonight, or perhaps I simply wanted someone to talk to, but after some playful banter, I slowly began to speak.

"Silly girl, you keep saying you admire our family, but do you know that the Farrell family was already ennobled in Alibuda during my grandfather's time and had connections with the royal family? When I was little, before my perverted father went to the border to command the army, I often went to the palace with him to pay my respects, and I had the opportunity to meet the Queen, Princess, and other royal relatives."

"Then, why did Master's relationship with the royal family become strained? You and the Second Princess seem to have a great grudge."

"That's probably because... there isn't a single good person in the palace, or because I'm not a good person."

I smiled and said, "But that's now. There were good people in the palace before, and they were very kind and gentle people. The one I got along with the best and who took the most care of me was Princess Leng Yueying."

The title "Your Highness" made me feel a little bitter, because in the time we spent together, Sister Yueying had never allowed anyone to call her "Princess."

Without any of the arrogance that a member of the royal family should have, every move Sister Yueying made was indescribably elegant.

Her temperament was the main element contributing to her breathtaking beauty. She never needed the affected mannerisms of ordinary noble ladies; simply sitting there quietly, her innate nobility made the scene as beautiful as a work of art, every smile and gesture like a vibrant melody.

It was this unparalleled beauty that, from the age of thirteen, countless envoys from various countries sent to propose marriage to Princess Yueying, hailed as the national treasure of Alibuda. Even after marriage, people remained captivated, listing her among the Four Heavenly Maidens, the Autumn Cherry Blossom…

“There really is someone so beautiful?”

As a fellow woman, Ah Xue seemed mesmerized by my description, asking curiously, “Master, you still remember this princess, is it because of her beauty?”

“Not entirely.”

Despite her naturally stunning beauty, Sister Yueying was remarkably approachable. The people of Sara still fondly recall how the princess often dressed in simple clothes and mingled with the common people outside the palace.

Chatting with vendors about the economy, eating drinks offered by roadside stalls without a care, and sharing palace pastries and snacks with children on her skirt, Sister Yueying clearly made everyone understand that the happiness of the royal family was no different from that of the common people. It was because the common people could live and work in peace that the royal family prospered.

Her dress was stained, and her pretty face was smeared with the drool of a child's kiss, but Sister Yueying's bright smile never changed. Her temperament and smile supported the depth of her beauty, making this elegant and unparalleled cherry blossom bloom with a captivating fragrance, whether in fine clothes or coarse garments.

Especially after drinking, the slightly drunk Sister Yueying was... was... um? I can't quite remember that part.

In short, I saw all these deep impressions at the time, and they were deeply etched into my memory. Even in my dreams at night, the image of the goddess still lingered.

"Master, are you and that princess very close?"

"When I was little, my perverted father and I often went in and out of the palace. As soon as he went in, he would leave me alone and go off to plot. Sister Yueying was very kind and took good care of me. After we became familiar, she often came to the noble mansion to see me. Over time..."

From the time I could remember, I knew that I did not have a mother. I heard from others that I seemed to have died shortly after birth, but my perverted father never confirmed it himself, nor did he tell me any news about my mother. Compared to other prominent nobles, I seemed to be the most lonely and isolated. Therefore, Sister Yueying took special care of me. For several years, despite her princess status, she visited Earl Farrell's mansion daily, teaching me poetry and taking me on excursions.

Nearly ten years apart in age, to me at that time, the beautiful and gentle Sister Yueying was like a loving mother, becoming the first woman to deeply penetrate my life. The regret of not having a mother was compensated for during that time. Every evening after Sister Yueying left, I counted the hours, eagerly anticipating the next day, often wanting to laugh out loud.

Looking back now, that was perhaps the happiest period of my life. Perhaps it was just childish ignorance, but at least during that time, I never harbored any greed, dissatisfaction, or resentment; I simply enjoyed the sunshine and happiness every day with genuine joy.

The feeling of kinship Sister Yueying gave me was so strong, a warmth I had never felt before in my life. It was the first time I knew I had family.

"However, all of this ultimately taught me that life is unpredictable, and even the greatest happiness can vanish suddenly..."

I once thought this happiness would last forever, that my goddess would always shower my life with the warmth of spring. But when Sister Yueying was sixteen, His Majesty the King accepted a foreign marriage proposal and married her to the Golden Flower Federation.

At that time, Ryan Buffett, from a prominent local family, had already overwhelmingly defeated his opponents to become the President of the Golden Flower Federation. Given his overwhelming momentum, anyone could be certain that he would be re-elected and hold power over the Golden Flower Federation for the next twelve years, influencing the entire continent's situation.

The Golden Flower Federation was the strongest nation in the world, unmatched by any other country on Earth in terms of culture and military strength. Establishing such a relationship with them would be entirely beneficial to the Kingdom of Alibuda. Moreover, Ryan Buffett comes from a powerful and influential family with deep-rooted power in the Golden Flower Federation. Even after stepping down, as the head of the family, he can still influence the Federation's national policy through his political strength.

Ryan Buffett was captivated by Sister Yueying and repeatedly sent envoys to propose marriage. Aside from the significant age gap, he was exceptionally talented in both literature and martial arts, truly a remarkable man who could win a woman's heart. Sister Yueying seemed quite happy to marry him. At sixteen, she married the President of the Golden Flower Federation in an incredibly lavish wedding, a union that made women across the land envious.

But for me, I only knew one thing: my goddess… had left me alone, gone far away.

Sister Yueying is about to return home, and even though she'll be with her husband, I'm still filled with anticipation, eager to see her.

She assigned Leng Linglan and me to security duties; what her intentions were, I couldn't fathom. In reality, I could only nominally participate in the security work. Given Leng Linglan's proud personality, how could she willingly hand over command of the army to me? So, I was like a wandering soul, participating in the security work but having no say in important decisions.

I gave Xue a strict order: she absolutely could not leave the Earl's mansion, and must diligently practice black magic behind closed doors. Until she reached the seventh level of magic, she was not allowed to leave the mansion under any circumstances.

This was 100% unreasonable, because all I gave Xue were basic magic books. Nobody would believe that reading such things could lead to the seventh level of magic. In short, Xue couldn't be allowed to show herself, lest she attract unforeseen disasters.

I had prepared for this, having Xue wear a veil and receive some basic magic lessons, just like when I tutored Zhizhi in Nalivia, by inviting several senior magic masters to teach at the mansion. However, as long as she didn't leave Sara, Xue was in danger of having her identity exposed; I couldn't afford to be careless.

In fact, unless it was a remote and dangerous place like the Southern Barbarians, where the Cihang Jingdian's influence couldn't penetrate, Xue's identity would ultimately be in danger. The only saving grace was that Tianhe Xueqiong had been cultivating in seclusion atop the mountain peak with the Sword God Nun since childhood, so not many people had seen her. Otherwise, if she had a wide circle of friends like Fang Qingshu, she would have been recognized long ago.

I asked Uncle Fu to help me find a few senior magic instructors to teach. Uncle Fu has a wide network of connections and many old friends in the military, so the matter was quickly settled.

Mao Yan'an should not be visiting Sara for the first time, but these past few days he has been going out early in the morning with his sketchbook and not returning until nightfall, busy with his sketching work.

"Uncle, besides painting, don't you have anything else to do?"

"Not entirely. Besides painting, I plan to use Alibuda as a backdrop to write a novel, depicting several magnificent wars, a protagonist who's a genius military strategist, a foolish and dim-witted noble officer, and an omnipotent nationalist and patriot... These kinds of things are popular with the public, and they'll sell easily."

"You can write anything, just don't expose corruption or satirize politics, otherwise it'll implicate me. You'll be eating the bento alone; I'm going to have my soup first."

"What do you mean?"

"It's a local custom. If you're the first to become a witness against your accomplices, the paperwork will be processed faster, and you can go home for soup that very night."

"So... what does 'bento' mean?"

"...Before being sent to the guillotine, isn't there always a last meal? Everything in our country is institutionalized; there are three different bento box options for the final meal. You can take a look and see if you like ribs, chicken legs... or vegetarian."

Compared to Mao Yan'an, Violet is doing much better. After moving into the Duke's mansion, her food has become large chunks of cooked chicken and pork, a far cry from her previous meager rations. This beast is lucky; the gold coins His Majesty gave me this time have temporarily solved my financial problems. Otherwise, forget about large chunks of meat; she'd be eating porridge with us!

With the matter at hand settled, news also arrived about another matter I'd been waiting for. After Zhizhi became Leng Linglan's advisor, she stayed overnight in the military dormitory due to her busy schedule, instead of returning to her own residence.

Because of my deliberate arrangement, Zhizhi didn't know my real name. Now that she's become a celebrity in Sara, I still don't want our relationship to be exposed. One day in the future, this might become a powerful trump card. Therefore, I couldn't openly go to Zhizhi; I had to wait until she returned to her residence.

Everything proceeded as expected. Unlocking the door and sneaking inside was child's play for me. When Zhizhi finished bathing and emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a large white towel, she saw me sitting cross-legged in a living room chair, smiling at her.

"You..."

Upon seeing this unexpected guest, Zhizhi's hand darted to her thigh. From this movement, I knew that under the towel wasn't just an alluring body, but also some small weapon. However, the movement stopped, and Zhizhi's eyes changed from shock and disbelief to surprise and delight.

"Husband!"

The only person in the world who would call me that is Zhizhi. She rushed forward and threw herself into my arms. The close contact of our bodies made me happy to find that after a year and a half apart, this girl's body had become much fuller. She really hadn't disappointed me.

The passionate embrace was separated against my will by a cry of surprise.

"You, how did you get hurt? Your back is bleeding..."

"Good question. I was just about to ask you the same thing. Why did you set up a murder trap in your house? If I didn't have some skills, you would have already murdered your husband."

Breaking into a house is easy, and picking the lock isn't difficult either. However, since I didn't expect to break into a trap room, my injury was more serious. If I hadn't urgently summoned a lewd beast to block the trap, I wouldn't just be bleeding from a back injury, but lying dead on the spot.

Zhizhi looked anxious and quickly applied medicine to stop the bleeding. I gazed quietly at her fair face and long, pointed ears. This beautiful elven woman was now one of the most radiant flowers in Alibuda, no longer the pitiful poor girl from Nalivia.

"Zhizhi, you've changed a lot. How have you been since leaving Nalivia?"

"Yes, but... sometimes I think of you, my husband,"

Zhizhi said with a smile. She had just come out of the bath, wrapped only in a towel, but wearing the same pair of non-prescription glasses I had given her. Just that alone touched me deeply. I gently stroked her long, bright orange hair.

"The wound is bandaged, my husband. During this time, I often... Ah!"

Zhizhi exclaimed, but I grabbed the knot of the towel and ripped it off, revealing her fair body beneath.

Two tender, rosy nipples bloomed at the tips of her full breasts. Her skin was crystal clear, soft, and flawlessly white, displayed nakedly.

"Husband, aren't you afraid of the injury on your back..."

Zhizhi hesitated, but I kissed her pointed ear, and she went limp, collapsing into my arms, whispering softly.

"What's there to be afraid of? Do you think someone will suddenly run in and catch us in the act?"

This wasn't the question Zhizhi had originally asked, but this playful remark was enough to let this elfin beauty know my resolve.

"You know? Since we parted, I've missed your soft, white hands. That heavenly feeling, no one else can do it."

"What? Besides my hands, am I useless?" "

Then let your husband see what tricks you have up your sleeve."

Not caring about her nakedness, Zhizhi carefully took off her glasses and placed them aside. Then she obediently knelt down, skillfully pulling out my already erect penis from my crotch, letting her tongue lick it, smearing her wet saliva on her palm, caressing it like stroking a baby's head.

"Wow...so good...mmm...oh..."

The intense excitement from her memory rushed straight to her head. As the most skilled weaver, Zhizhi possessed a pair of divine hands, radiating an incredible energy. When these magical hands grasped and manipulated my penis, the unparalleled pleasure exploded like lightning in my mind, leaving my body limp against the chair back. "

Come...suck it in your mouth!"

As her soft, fragrant tongue licked the tip of my penis, a dazed smile appeared on my face, my body trembling uncontrollably.

Kneeling, Zhizhi looked down at my penis. It appeared unusually swollen under the strange sheen of her saliva. She firmly covered the erect shaft with her warm, soft palm, then took the engorged glans into her mouth, slowly pushing it in.

"Hoo..."

With each inch it went in, Zhizhi seemed to let out a deep, comfortable sigh, swaying her hair and tilting her head back.

"Mmm..."

Zhizhi's small mouth wasn't large, and therefore, already familiar with my size, she first moved her tongue up and down a few times, then took the opportunity to push my penis deep into my throat, the tip touching the mucous membrane.

"Oh..."

The intense pleasure almost built into an orgasm, a euphoric surge of light flashing before my eyes, enough to numb my brain. I arched my back, and Zhizhi, in sync with my movements, made all sorts of seductive expressions on her face.

"Suck...slurp...chuckle...sizzle..."

Lewd sounds filled the air as Zhizhi vigorously rubbed my penis, licking it back and forth with her soft, fragrant tongue; her small, white fingers simultaneously caressed my most sensitive testicles.

We hadn't had sex for over a year, but Zhizhi hadn't abandoned the techniques I had taught her, which truly thrilled me.

Zhizhi held my penis in her mouth, moving her head upwards, unconsciously increasing the speed, occasionally taking the tip deep into her throat, rotating her tongue like she was sucking on a candy ball.

"Great...oh...again...oh oh..."

In just ten breaths, under such stimulation, waves of hot, erotic sensations swept through my body, causing Zhizhi's snow-white throat to tremble.

If I were to release my pent-up desire like this, it would undoubtedly be a disappointment. I forcefully suppressed my impending urge and stopped Zhizhi's movements.

"Zhizhi, turn your butt towards me."

"Huh? Ah, okay."

I remembered that Zhizhi preferred the missionary position, but this time she obediently followed my instructions, placing her hands on the back of the chair beside her and obediently raising her fair, tender buttocks.

"Not enough, raise your buttocks a little higher."

With that command, I grabbed Zhizhi's beautiful buttocks with both hands and thrust in with a powerful, forceful motion, entering that long-awaited, alluring body with a soft "plop. "

"Ahhh!... Ah, ahhh!"

The sensation of being penetrated from behind caused Zhizhi to arch her delicate body and cry out repeatedly. In this intensely stimulating rear-entry position, with each thrust, her waist twisted violently, and her hair flew wildly.

Zhizhi quickly got into the mood, and the fragrant saliva that flowed from my thrusts dripped down, forming a large puddle.

"So beautiful, Zhizhi. From my perspective, the cleft of your little butt is completely open."

"Eh... Ah... No!"

Her hands, gripping her snowy buttocks, pulled them apart, revealing the joined parts clearly. Zhizhi, deeply ashamed by my teasing, could only try to cover her face with her hands.

Of course, I wouldn't let her off so easily. As she tried to loosen her grip, I grabbed her arms from behind, giving them a slight tug. The girl's snow-white body trembled like a live fish jumping on a stove, displaying various sexy postures.

"Little Zhizhi, do you remember what you said to me when we parted?"

Zhizhi's shameful appearance made my blood boil even more, and I thrust harder, plunging my jade stem all the way to the root. Every time her waist arched and tightened, I felt an electric shock surge up my spine.

"I...I remember, Zhizhi has been waiting for her husband, exercising and drinking milk every day. Husband, do you like Zhizhi?"

"Yes, of course I like her very much. We should continue to maintain this."

Admiring the alluring beauty from behind, her fuller curves compared to a year and a half ago held an even stronger allure for men.

I quickened my pace, unable to think of anything else, letting my instincts drive my hips, swaying and thrusting relentlessly. Waves of pleasure rippled outwards from our joined waists.

"Ah...ha...mmm..."

Although this position prevented me from seeing Zhizhi's expression, her seductive moans already fully expressed her pleasure. With each powerful thrust, Zhizhi arched her back, her hands clenching tightly.

The girl's cries were tinged with pleasure. I, too, couldn't resist the surging pleasure and thrust even faster and more intensely.

"Zhizhi, listen carefully... I'm going to cum."

I didn't ask if it was a safe period, because I really didn't know how to determine the safe period for a half-elf, half-human hybrid; I could only leave it to Zhizhi to decide.

"Y-yes..."

Zhizhi didn't resist at all, only twisting her waist and hips rapidly, intensifying the pleasure even further. Her honeyed orifice gripped my penis as if trying to squeeze out all my sperm. This tightness aroused my desire to ejaculate directly inside her.

Given the current situation, I didn't want another son or daughter, adding unnecessary worries when doing things. Therefore, to control my intense urge to release, after my last thrust, I forcefully pulled my penis, which was deeply embedded in her flesh.

"Ha... Ah... Ahhhhhh!"

Reaching climax amidst a series of high-pitched moans, Zhizhi, utterly exhausted, collapsed as if she had no bones left. I, on her pink back, released my turbid fluid of desire with great pleasure.

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