Alibuda Chronicles Part 1: Volume 5, Chapter 5

Chapter Five: The purple soft

sword wind whistled past my ears. Most people were still standing there, unsure of what to do. Even the orc troops, stunned by the explosion, had all stopped and forgotten to continue their attack.

In this situation, whoever recovered first would have the advantage, and I, who had shouted, was only left to be taken advantage of. [txt novel download: www.uu158.com]

"Ouch..."

I groaned in pain as a tiger-clan orc struck me hard on the shoulder with a claw. Instantly, half of my body ached terribly. If it weren't for the thick clothing and the slight protective effect of the Beast King Fist's internal energy, my bones would surely have been shattered.

"Screw you, sneaking up on me!"

Hyakkimaru turned and slashed, cutting the orc in half at the waist. Blood sprayed all over my face, making me feel nauseous.

Besides me, the surrounding area began to stir again. Fortunately, the Winged Clan reacted quickly, and the explosion created an opening in the orcish forces' encirclement, allowing us to escape.

The Winged Clan must be wondering why I didn't use the Beast Demons in battle, but only I know the difficulties involved. While the Water and Fire Spiders are powerful, for a third-rate mage like me, lacking sufficient skill and ability to control them, using them once would take a long time to recover. They might be useful in a duel arena, but in a battle with thousands of enemies, even if I used the Spiders to take down hundreds, I'd be too exhausted to even escape. If the enemy attacked again, wouldn't I be destined to be torn to pieces?

I'm not Fang Qingshu; I absolutely refuse to sacrifice myself like that. I just criticized Katrina for her indecisiveness, and I certainly won't make that mistake now. However, before I took off running, I couldn't help but glance towards the direction of Skeva's Song Tower City.

Ah Xue, I hope you're alright...

This is no longer something I can interfere with. I care about Ah Xue, and I hope she and Violet are safe from that explosion. However, to confirm, I have to fight my way there. If I do that, whether I find them or not, I'm doomed.

Concentrating all my strength, I charged westward. Under Katrina's command, the Feathered Clan also began their breakout, seizing the last chance to escape before the enemy's formation was complete. They hoped to reunite and rebuild the Feathered Clan after escaping the enemy's encirclement. The Feathered

Clan female warriors have wings, but that doesn't necessarily give them an advantage when escaping. The orcs have been fighting them for a long time and are well aware of their aerial advantage. As soon as they take flight, the orcs use a short crossbow that reacts to the feathers the moment the bolt enters the wing, turning the entire bolt into a green maggot that burrows into the bone marrow of the wing, causing them to fall to the ground in pain and become prisoners.

As a result, the first group to escape quickly were still the winged female warriors who were strong enough to fight their way out. In the chaos of war, everyone was quickly scattered, fleeing in different directions.

I charged westward with all my might, disregarding everything, teetering on the brink of death countless times. I don't even remember how I managed to fight my way out.

If I hadn't wished for Phoenix's help when our situation was critical before because I was concerned about the price of such a wish, now it was because my mind was a complete mess, and I had completely forgotten about it.

Finally, when I came to my senses, I found myself tumbling down a hillside, covered in blood, aching all over, and my right hand, which was holding Hyakkimaru, was so tired that I could barely lift it.

I was probably safe for now, because apart from the forest, I didn't see a single enemy or ally. Above, the sounds of battle were still deafening, and smoke billowed. Occasionally, I could see winged female warriors falling from the sky like kites with broken strings.

Looking up, I was filled with many emotions. I have no connection with the Feathered Clan. If it weren't for the Dragon Maiden's request, I wouldn't have come here at all. But at least initially, I genuinely hoped to help the Feathered Clan avoid this calamity, and I even somewhat believed we could do it.

However, as it turns out, I was too naive. Although we had experts like Fang Qingshu and Neon, and the protective barrier of Skeva Songlou City, and the Feathered Clan was united, the overall situation was simply too unfavorable for us. We tried our best, but in the end, it still ended in the fall of our city and the death of our people.

The past ten days or so feel like a dream. No matter how I recall them, the feeling is still...

"Forget it, no time to think about it."

I shook my head, not wanting to think about how to explain things to the Dragon Maiden later. Right now, I'm not out of danger. This entire region is still surrounded by the Zoroastrian Church. Once they gain absolute dominance in the war, they will begin to sweep away the remaining enemies in the nearby mountains. At that time, I will definitely have nowhere to hide.

To survive, I need to find a way to escape their encirclement. Last time I entered this place, I had the help of Neon, Ah Xue, and Violet, but this time I could only rely on my own two hands.

Now, I'm slowly beginning to understand the desolate feeling of a lone warrior with only a sword, riding a solitary horse, as described in heroic novels.

"Which way is better to go..."

Being a former soldier, I didn't panic and calmly chose a way out. After assessing the situation, I went down the western slope, darting up and down as I went, prioritizing not being discovered.

The escape went smoothly, but halfway there, I suddenly heard a groan of pain. Curiosity piqued, I moved over to investigate.

"Uncle? Is that you?"

I was extremely surprised to run into Mao Yan'an under these circumstances. He was sitting in the grass, covered in blood, clutching his left leg, groaning as if in great pain.

"Nephew, it's you! Oh, I'm so happy to see you! I was running too fast and tumbled down the mountain. I think I broke my left leg. Luckily I ran into you, or I would be dead."

Mao Yan'an seemed very happy to see me, waving and calling out, but he didn't dare to speak too loudly so as not to be recognized.

I went closer and saw that his clothes were stained with a strong smell of blood, but there was no tear. He had probably smeared the blood from the orc's corpse. I didn't know what his intention was, but his left leg was indeed covered in blood, and the injury was serious, making it difficult for him to move.

"How did you get here? Uncle, I thought you had already slipped away by yourself."

Ever since we started joking with each other that "in every hero's adventure story, there must be an uncle by the protagonist's side to help take arrows," I got used to calling him that. Of course, there was no respect in it; we were just used to calling each other that and found it funny.

"Oh dear, I couldn't escape. There were so many orcs up there, and beast demons nearby. I couldn't get out at all. In my haste, I tripped and fell, tumbling all the way here, and even broke my leg."

"I'm curious, you're a traveling painter, and your martial arts aren't very good. Why couldn't so many people with higher martial arts skills than you escape, but you managed to get here?"

This is really strange, because even I was almost out of breath from fighting my way through to get here. Although Mao Yan'an got out earlier than us, logically speaking, he should also be surrounded and shouldn't have been able to break through the orcs' blockade and escape the battlefield.

Mao Yan'an looked like he didn't want to tell the truth, but under my coercion and enticement, he still revealed the secret.

"To be honest, I'm not good at martial arts and I don't know magic. The reason I've been able to get through dangers all these years is because of this hat."

Mao Yan'an took out a hat from the leather pouch at his waist. It was made of strange material. It was actually made of polished stone, but it was light and soft and could be folded. I have never seen such a strange stone in my life.

"This is a rare treasure I acquired by chance in the Eastern Sea Island Kingdom when I was young, called the Stone Hat. Wearing it on your head won't make you invisible, but people around you will mistake you for one of their own, or see you as something insignificant and ignore you. I've relied on this Stone Hat for so many years, traversing battlefields and dangerous places."

Mao Yan'an explained softly. Although the Stone Hat has countless uses, it has limitations in the Southern Barbarian region. Those beastmen have an extremely keen sense of smell. Even though it can deceive their vision and make them mistake a person for one of their own, a close sniff will immediately reveal the truth. So he has to smear some blood from beastman corpses on his body to mask the smell.

"But it doesn't always work. Once the blood dries, I have to reapply it. Once, I accidentally smeared it on a Feather Clan girl, and a bunch of beastmen chased after me. It was a close call..."

Hearing about such a life-saving treasure, my eyes lit up. At this critical moment of life and death, if I were to seize this treasure for myself, wouldn't I be...?

"Wait, sir, although this is the first time I've seen this thing, why does the name 'Stone Hat' sound familiar? What else was around this stone hat when you got it?"

"Oh, now that you mention it, I remember. There were quite a few things around it, but apart from this hat, everything else was broken. Let me think... there were a few bamboo dragonflies, a magic tablecloth that could produce food, a broken door that couldn't be opened, and a broken glass box with the words 'telephone booth' written on it, I don't know what it was for."

"That's incredible! Sir, who exactly are you?"

"It's simple. When I first discovered this ruin, the locals all respectfully called me Doraemon."

"What does that mean?"

"...Little Ding-Dong."

※※※Mao Yan'an is a pragmatic man. Even with a treasure like the stone hat, he, with a broken left leg, couldn't possibly escape the orc encirclement. So we reached an agreement: I would help him escape, and the stone hat would be mine.

"Sounds appealing, but there's a major flaw."

There are no orcs around now, and I can't find any beast blood to smear all over my body. If an orc smells it and notices my body odor, what use is the stone hat?

"Others might not be able to, but you, Young Master Farrell, are definitely no problem."

With a cunning smile, Mao Yan'an said, "Don't you know how to use the Beast King Fist? I saw you use it the other day. The authentic Beast King Fist not only transforms your limbs when used but also emits a strong, fishy smell. Combined with this stone hat, it can perfectly fool those stupid orcs. However, I'm very curious, where did you learn the Beast King Fist? We've been traveling together, and I've never seen you use it before."

If I asked any further, the truth would be exposed, so I stammered and agreed to carry him away. Even if they could deceive the orcs, escaping the encirclement with their men would still be quite difficult.

"We don't need to completely escape the encirclement. Just get to the stream at the foot of the northern mountain. I found a secret cave near those three willow trees. It's very well hidden; no outsiders can find it. We can hide there. I have some provisions. Once the enemy's encirclement loosens, we can escape together."

"A secret cave? When did you find it? You've been with us these past few days!"

"Do you think this is the first time Skeva City has been besieged? I've traversed Youli; I know exactly where the secret hiding places are. Otherwise, why would I dare come?"

"Wait, uncle, if we follow your plan—I put the stone hat on my head and carry you—I'll be safe, but what will we say when the orcs see you?"

"Don't worry, I've already come up with a brilliant plan."

Mao Yan'an patted his chest confidently, then took out a dagger from the leather pouch at his waist. It was the same retractable dagger that he carried when Ah Xue and I first entered Youli and reunited with him. As soon as the tip was touched, the dagger would retract, and the blood pack hidden in the handle would spray out blood. It was very realistic.

"This is the thing I use to make a living in this world. Besides using it to bluff, I can also use it as paint when I'm painting. Pretty cool, right?"

"I give up. Just tell me how to use it already."

"It's simple. If we encounter orcs while we're on the run, don't wait for them to get close. Put me down and stab me with this dagger, pretending to be fighting bravely. If they ask if you need help, just say, 'The strong defy the heavens, those who ask for help are cowards.' They won't come over."

"Stabbing someone with a dagger, what does that have to do with defying the heavens?"

"Don't worry about that. You're in Youli now, and those guys are orcs. It's no use caring about that."

There was no other way, so I had to follow the plan.

Mao Yan'an's plan was indeed brilliant, and the stone hat seemed to be very effective. I used this method to pass through several checkpoints. Every time I saw a patrol of orcs, I would drop Mao Yan'an, take the retractable dagger from his waist, and stab him eighteen times. The orcs, seeing how desperate I was, respected my martial spirit and didn't interfere.

We passed several checkpoints like this, and halfway through, we encountered another group of orcs. This time we discovered them too late; by the time we realized what was happening, they were already very close. I dropped Mao Yan'an on the ground, and they saw us, running towards us shouting.

"The dagger...where's the dagger?"

"Didn't you put it back after you used it? Oh no, I don't know if I put it in the left or right pouch?"

In the rush, Mao Yan'an couldn't find the dagger anywhere. He frantically searched the left pouch but couldn't find it. I also panicked and searched the other pouch, finally finding the dagger.

"Ha! You damned human!"

Following the same pattern, something I'd done several times before, this time was easy. I put on a fierce look, wildly stabbing Mao Yan'an with my dagger, fake blood spurting everywhere. Mao Yan'an also feigned pain, groaning and moaning.

"Oh! Good job, brother. Need our help?"

"No need! Heroes fight to the death. Anyone who needs help is a coward."

"Good! You're a true hero. Continue, brother. May the heart of a warrior be with you."

The group of orcs gave me a fist salute, turned, and left to find other targets, praising me as they went, saying how heroic I was, slaughtering that human like a pig, judging from the human's screams, the slaughter must have been incredibly ruthless. I only dared to stop and help Mao Yan'an up after they were far away.

"Uncle, your acting is truly amazing! This time you acted so convincingly, your screams were so pitiful, you scared all those orcs away."

Mao Yan'an didn't respond to my praise, he just gripped my clothes tightly, his eyes wide open like dead fish eyes, staring at me palely, blood foam constantly dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"Uncle, what are you doing? The orcs are gone, you don't need to keep pretending..."

My words stopped when I saw the other dagger in Mao Yan'an's hand. That dagger looked exactly like that retractable dagger, so the one I was holding now...

"Uncle? Are you alright? The dagger is yours, and the plan was yours, you wouldn't be so ridiculous as to just kick the bucket, would you?"

It was impossible for him to be alright, those dozen or so stabs had already pierced his flesh, leaving a bunch of holes in his chest and abdomen, the copious amount of blood flowing out was proof of that.

I tossed aside the dagger, grabbed Mao Yan'an's collar, wanting to say something, but unsure how. Finally, he patted my shoulder weakly, barely opening his eyes, and whispered, "I... I've spent my whole life deceiving people... I never thought... I never thought I'd deceive myself to death... Haha... Hahaha..."

His laughter abruptly stopped, and his hand on my shoulder silently slipped away. The uncle closed his eyes, his face still bearing that smile that seemed both mocking and helpless. I knelt before him, staring blankly at his gradually cooling body, unable to believe that such a remarkable man had died so absurdly, a death born of his own scheme.

※※※ The uncle is dead.

Even now, it still feels unreal.

Ever since we met, I've always held this uncle in high esteem. He navigated the various factions with finesse, seemingly getting along well with everyone he met. His social skills were flexible, he was always smiling and never annoying, and he was multi-talented. Traveling with someone like him was truly enjoyable.

In some ways, I even found it hard to believe that such an interesting middle-aged man existed, because most of the middle-aged men I'd met before were like my twisted father—cold and inhuman.

And this man was dead!

I stood there for a long time before finally burying him. Time was short, and there wasn't time to dig a proper grave, so I simply gathered some branches and stones, piled them on his body, bowed a few times, and began my escape.

I took the two leather pouches at his waist, along with the dry rations inside. I had considered checking his clothes to see if he'd left anything of value, but given his cunning nature, what if he'd put poisonous insects or other toxic substances inside? I'd be in real trouble then. So I gave up.

And continued my escape. Without the uncle, my pace quickened, making escape much easier. With the stone hat providing cover, as long as the orcs didn't get close and smell my scent, I was fine.

Not long after, I found the stream. I was racking my brains trying to find three willow trees to reach the hidden cave when suddenly there was a commotion ahead, like a fight.

It wasn't good to get involved now, but then it occurred to me that anyone who could reach this far outskirts must be quite strong. Could it be Ah Xue and Violet?

With that thought, I quietly approached to confirm who was there.

(That was…

I was shocked, but not because I saw Ah Xue and Violet. It was because I saw a group of orc soldiers chasing and beating two people, and those two people were Katrina and Yu Hong.

At first glance, both of them had disheveled hair and were covered in blood; one could imagine the fierce battle they had endured before arriving here. The Neon sisters were always inseparable, and now that I only saw one, I wondered what had happened to Yu Hong. I hoped she wasn't dead…

The battle was extremely intense, with more than twenty orcs surrounding and attacking them. The leader, a tiger-clan orc of unknown identity, wielded his fifth-level strength, making his tiger claws even more ferocious, forcing Katrina and Yu Hong to remain still. The other orcs helped by swinging their hammers to block their retreat, or striking them from behind when they retreated. If it weren't for the enemy's intention to capture them alive, the two women would have already…) They're doomed.

In terms of strength, Yu Hong and Katrina are both at level five, but that's when they summon their beast demons for protection. Now, exhausted and wounded, they don't have time to summon their beast demons, so they're no match for the opponent. It seems they'll be defeated and captured soon.

Standing idly by is one option, but having an extra companion and a safer place is always beneficial when escaping. Besides, it would be foolish not to take advantage of a beautiful woman in distress…

I put on my stone hat, activated my Beast King Fist, and slowly walked over. The beastmen saw me but didn't seem to care, letting me advance through their ranks and get close to the tiger-clan expert from behind.

I don't know what I look like in Yu Hong and Katrina's eyes right now, but judging from their indifference, I roughly know. I remained silent and assumed a charging stance.

"Surrender quickly! For the sake of your beauty, we can spare you a few rounds tonight, but not tomorrow, hahaha~" Overconfident, the tiger-clan expert spoke flippantly, infuriating Yu Hong and Katrina to the point of turning pale. Their laughter quickly turned into screams of agony.

I used my Vajra Ape Arm to increase the force, and Hyakkimaru slashed at his waist, instantly cutting him in two. However, this guy was quite formidable; even with his body severed, his upper body was still bearing the brunt of the fatal blow, barely escaping death. He struck my foot with his tiger claw, but luckily Yu Hong delivered a timely Thunder Feather Star Arrow, shattering his head.

With their leader dead, the remaining orcs panicked, and I took advantage of their rapid sword strikes to kill many of them. Yu Hong and Katrina weren't idle either; together, the three of them wiped out all the nearby orcs.

I removed my stone hat and briefly explained the situation to them, omitting the part about Mao Yan'an's death, only saying that he was a man of great righteousness, and then took another stone hat. They ran in another direction to distract the enemy. Then, the three of us searched for the secret cave.

As we walked, I asked them how things had gotten like this. Yu Hong replied that after being blasted down by the Fiery Wyvern, she and Yu Ni were surrounded by a large group of orcs and soon became separated from her sister, trying to fight their way out alone. While escaping the battlefield, they encountered Katrina and fought alongside her, flying and rushing. They finally reached this place, but both of their wings were wounded by enemy arrows. Fortunately, they could suppress their wings, otherwise the excruciating pain from the wounded wings alone would have been enough to break them down and render them unable to move.

Katrina was alright, but Yu Hong was in a worse state. The slash from Gui Mei Xi had left her in so much pain that she could barely walk, and could only limp along with Katrina's support. Although I wanted to help, she glared at me and stopped me.

From them, I learned something else. Inside the Skeva Song Tower City... The reason so many of the Feathered Clan members managed to escape was thanks to Ah Xue.

When a large number of orcs approached the city walls and the Blazing Dragons swept across the land, the Feathered Clan struggled to cope. She volunteered to draw the enemy's main force, creating an escape opportunity for everyone. This proposal was naturally approved, but to strike the Blazing Dragons, a weapon of sufficient weight was needed; otherwise, ordinary swords would be melted into scrap metal before they could even make a cut. Ah Xue then thought of using the Great Sun Mirror to smash things. Since it was already scrap metal, melting it a few more times wouldn't matter. As for the subsequent explosion, that was something no one had anticipated.

During our conversation, we found the three willow trees and saw the secret cave. Upon seeing it, I couldn't help but inwardly cry out in despair.

That bastard Mao Yan'an must have planned to lure me here so he could hide inside alone while I used the stone hat to continue my escape.

This wasn't a cave at all, but rather a cave nestled among three willow trees... A burrow among the willow trees was indeed hidden, dark and damp, surrounded by moss and fungi. Once covered with weeds and twigs, even the most sensitive orc's nose wouldn't detect anything. However, this burrow had a major problem… it was only big enough for one person to crouch and lie on their side.

One person hid in the burrow, one escaped using a stone hat, and the third could start praying for their next life. Such scenes, where someone had to be sacrificed, were always crucial tests of humanity. But when two of the three were on our side, the remaining one felt truly tragic.

Perhaps it was my imagination, but I really felt that Yu Hong's eyes seemed to be accusing me, why didn't I hurry up and volunteer to sacrifice myself? How ridiculous! What benefit would I get from volunteering? Would you even let me do it?

Water shortages often lead to fires, and leaks always come with a downpour, just like when we were in a stalemate and heard a large group of orcs running towards us—it was the same principle.

"You?"

Just as I was about to launch a sneak attack, Yu Hong glared at me angrily, but before she could even finish a sentence, she collapsed unconscious, revealing the person behind her who had knocked her unconscious with a chop to the neck.

"You?"

I asked, puzzled for a moment. Katrina smiled, waved her hand at me, and asked for my help to put Yu Hong into the cave.

The unconscious Yu Hong was completely devoid of her usual aggressive demeanor; instead, she was just like the beautiful and lovely girl I had first seen.

"This child is still young... she is the future hope of the Feather Clan. As long as she can escape safely and reunite with the others in the future, she will eventually be able to revive the Feather Clan."

Katrina also abandoned her usual sternness, her expression gentle, as if looking at a newborn baby. She gently stroked Yu Hong's hair, curled her up, placed her in the cave, and covered her tightly with weeds to ensure she wouldn't be discovered.

"Is this alright, Clan Chief?"

I was quite surprised, having guessed Katrina's intentions.

“No need to call me clan leader anymore. The city has fallen, and the Feather Clan has perished once again. As for whether we can rise again, that’s beyond my foresight,”

Katrina said. “However, we must preserve the Feather Clan’s lifeline no matter what, so that we can place our hopes on the future.”

Before, I thought Katrina was mediocre, her strength not outstanding, and her insight not particularly profound, so I looked down on her as a mere clan leader. But now, hearing her say this, I couldn’t help but feel a renewed respect for her. But respect aside, there was absolutely no way I would give her my chance to escape.

“You’re not a Feather Clan member, and I’m already very grateful that you’ve helped me this far. I apologize for the humiliation you and your companions suffered.”

Katrina bowed to me and said, “I’ll rush east. While I’m leading the orcs away, you should escape. With Mr. Mao’s treasure, I believe you can get away safely.”

“The Fire Worship Cult has surrounded us on all sides. Can you escape alone?”

Katrina smiled sadly. “Nine out of ten times, I can’t escape. But as the clan leader, my final task is to sacrifice myself so that the fledglings in the nest can be reborn, just like my mother did for me when the Feather Clan was destroyed…” Hearing her

say this, an idea suddenly flashed through my mind. At this moment, the footsteps of the orcs grew closer, and a large force was about to arrive. Katrina was also preparing to run when I called out to her,

“Clan leader.”

“What is it?”

Before she could finish speaking, I punched her hard in the stomach. Having exerted all her strength, and caught off guard, she only managed a muffled groan before collapsing to the ground, her eyes glaring at you with a mixture of shock and anger.

"Hey! Brothers over there, come quick! I've captured the Feather Clan Chief!"

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