Alibuda Era Festival 13

Regardless of my personal wishes, I ultimately had to accept the fact that a team member had left. Although when I later checked the accounts, I discovered that Mao Yan'an not only owed me gambling debts, but had also deliberately misreported several of the prizes awarded by the Trackers Guild, pocketing the difference and embezzling several large sums of money, there was nothing I could do about it for the time being, so I could only make a note of it.
As Mao Yan'an said, the world is vast and the earth is wide, and we will meet again if we are destined to. Shortly after I closed the ledger, I made a decision in my heart: the next time we met, I would use this ledger to give him a good whack on the head, and I would make this turtle bastard bleed from his head and repent for embezzling our money today.
(Damn it, I was so careless to let this guy manage the accounts. I shouldn't have trusted his inside information when he asked me to contribute money to bet on horses. He might win every time and then lie to me about losing, taking advantage of me again.)
However, as much as I resent him, it's true that some things are inconvenient after the delinquent middle-aged man left the team. Some things that could have been delegated to him have now become my responsibility. In our team, Xue and Yu Ni can replace each other, and Mao Yan'an and I can support each other, but after Mao Yan'an left, some of the work that originally belonged to him couldn't be done by anyone else, such as tasks that require brainpower but not physical labor, so I had to take on all the responsibilities myself.
Originally, my plan was to have Mao Yan'an keep a close eye on Narcissa on the way to Ishtar, preventing her from making any suspicious moves. After all, the people of Ishtar are treacherous, and I couldn't be so naive as to believe that Narcissa would consider the bigger picture and refrain from harming us before we arrived in Ishtar. Although Narcissa was cunning, the delinquent middle-aged man was equally treacherous. Unless Narcissa was determined to break off relations, I could definitely keep an eye on her and give me some peace and quiet.
However, the delinquent middle-aged man ran away early, and to prevent Narcissa from contacting Ah Xue and Neon, I had no choice but to use myself as a human shield to block Narcissa's line of sight.
If we disregard the danger posed by this Ishtar witch, confronting and maneuvering with her would be quite interesting, as Narcissa is indeed a stunningly beautiful woman.
To avoid attracting attention, Narcissa disguised herself, changing out of the traditional Ishtar women's clothing. Her hair was tied back in a bun, and she wore a shiny black tight-fitting leather jacket and black low-waisted tight-fitting trousers, fully displaying her hot and sexy figure! Her smooth neck, broad shoulders, slender waist, pert and rounded buttocks, and a pair of beautifully shaped long legs truly lived up to the name of the Ishtar witch. Even dressed simply and neatly, she still made one's eyes almost spit fire.
I believe that having Narcissus handle the negotiations is in line with her needs, since I am her most coveted target. During the journey, she would even come over to ask me questions as if she were investigating my background.
"The Farrell family's Xuanwu True Skill is renowned throughout the world, and Marshal Yuantang has been invincible with it. Why don't you, Admiral, practice it?"
The Farrell family's bloodline and the fame of the Xuanwu True Skill have become my two original sins. It seems that outsiders like to ask me this whenever they see me, which really annoys me. Now, hearing Narcissus ask me this again, I was about to retort when she spoke first.
"Oh, I forgot. Rumor has it that you, Admiral, have been physically weak since childhood and unable to practice martial arts. But seeing how radiant and energetic you are now, even if you had some hidden illness in your childhood, it should be cured by now. There's no reason why you shouldn't be practicing your family's divine skills, is there?"
"Hmph."
I chuckled dryly, not giving Narcissus a friendly look, but secretly admiring her sharp eyesight.
My inability to practice martial arts back then was due to the psychological trauma I suffered when I went to the Third New Tokyo City. Now, I've solved some of the mysteries, my memories have been unlocked, and Yueying has returned to my side. I no longer have any psychological trauma. If I wanted to practice the Xuanwu True Skill, that would certainly be no problem, but...
"Oh, I forgot, Admiral, you yourself possess unparalleled skills and have six dark summoning beasts by your side. Naturally, you wouldn't take your family's divine skills seriously."
"Hahahaha."
I chuckled dryly again, because this witch had indeed grasped my thoughts, at least half of them. Both the Six Dark Summoning Beasts and the Xuanwu True Skill have been cultivated to their peak. It's impossible to know which is stronger without a fight, and there's currently no data to determine this. However, one thing is very clear.
Even though I'm a little arrogant about my intelligence, I know I'm not a martial arts genius, and I'm well past the golden age of martial arts training. If I were to cultivate the Xuanwu True Skill now, it would take at least three to five years to achieve even a minor level of mastery. To reach a level sufficient to be a force to be reckoned with in the martial world, I'd definitely be over forty. Why would I abandon the already accomplished Hellish Lust God to start from scratch? Would
n't that be incredibly foolish? However, while this thought is correct, the fact that Narcissus knows all my thoughts is really unpleasant. The unpleasant feeling wasn't because she had guessed my thoughts, but rather the pride I felt since the beginning.
By any measure, I could be considered a success. Possessing four Primal Artifacts was a legendary achievement in the Tracker world, unmatched for centuries. In terms of team strength, my squad had three Level 6 experts, and Ah Xue's strength might even have secretly reached Level 7. Such an elite team was more than capable of dominating the world. But what I was most proud of was that I had slept with every single female member of this team.
Money? I didn't lack it. Unparalleled martial arts and magic were within my grasp. I could grab any stunningly beautiful girl that any man in the world coveted at any time. Power? I had little interest in that.
So far, it seems I've gotten everything I wanted. If there's anything missing, it's the thrill of walking in the sunlight, being respected, and feeling triumphant. And this thrill seems to be being fulfilled right now. Years after the peace talks in Sara City, the once arrogant Narcissus has completely changed her attitude towards me. She no longer threatens me or treats me like I'm nothing. Instead, she negotiates with me cautiously and even lowers her stance to seduce me, showing that I've become much more important in her eyes. This thrill of having my strength acknowledged is something I haven't been able to obtain for a long time, and for a moment, I'm even feeling a little giddy with joy.
This feeling is really bad, because I'm not going on a picnic now, I'm going to Ishtar to risk my life. Narcissas is no pushover either. If I continue to be careless, I'll almost certainly not make it back from this Ishtar trip...
"Admiral? Admiral Farrell?"
"Huh? What is it?"
"You're lost in thought and didn't hear me. Actually, I wanted to suggest that things are different now. Since we're all in the same boat, let's put aside our prejudices and support each other. We don't need to continue being enemies."
"Oh? That's funny. If we're not enemies, what are we? Lovers? Although we agreed that you'd repay your debt with sex after Ishtar, if you're feeling particularly horny right now, I'd be happy for us to have a few friendly rounds first. You get to enjoy it, I get to enjoy it, it's a win-win situation."
"That's not what I meant. To put it bluntly, John Farrell, you haven't even mastered your Dark Summoning Beast. You don't even know the correct way to train it. Without my help, you'll never be able to train it in your entire life."
Narcissus spoke proudly, even puffing out her high, firm breasts. My heart skipped a beat, not just because of her full breasts, but also because of her words.
Indeed, as of now, I haven't grasped the secret of the Dark Summoning Beast. The book of erotic magic doesn't mention it at all. I've deciphered 60% of the supplement in the topaz, but I still can't find any relevant information. I believe the remaining 40% of the information won't contain any records either. Famit truly sealed the Dark Summoning Beast completely, leaving not a single word and giving no chance to future generations.
I've accidentally used the Dark Summoning Beast a few times, and it is indeed incredibly powerful. But as powerful as it is, I still can't find the training method for the Dark Summoning Beast. If this continues, it's very likely that, as Narcissus said, I'll never be able to unlock the secret of the Dark Summoning Beast in my lifetime.
(The most important thing is to grasp the direction first. As long as the general direction is right, the remaining details are not a problem. But the general direction is hard to grasp. There are countless clues, and we don't even know what the answer is. Narcissa speaks so confidently, does she have a direction? That's very possible...)
With the full power of Ishtar and the continuous and tireless investigation over the past few hundred years, Narcissa must have far more intelligence resources than I do. And this intelligence is indeed very tempting to me, so I snorted, ignored her, turned around and left. I must not let Narcissa see that I was wavering, otherwise she would raise the price on the spot, and I would have no conditions to trade with her.
However, Narcissa still gleaned some information from my attitude. As soon as I turned around, she smiled and said, "One of the sources of the Dark Summoning Beasts is the Nanman Youli, which has deep ties with the Feathered Clan of that time. This information is my sincerity. If you, Admiral, are sure you want to cooperate, then come back to me."
Narcissa left with a smile, but her "sincerity" did surprise me a little. The Nanman's beast magic is unparalleled, and it is similar to the Lustful Beast of the Hell God of Lust. It is not surprising that one of the sources of the Dark Summoning Beasts is Youli. Rather, it would be unreasonable if it were not so. But Narcissa deliberately mentioned the Feathered Clan, and there is a mystery here.
(Hmm, could it be... that Famit received some help or technology from the Feathered Clan back then, which is why he developed the Dark Summoning Beast? That's not impossible, hey, if my mother really is the Phoenix Goddess, then the Feathered Clan is my relative, and the Feathered Clan back then is my ancestor!)
This discovery made me chuckle to myself. I remained outwardly calm, determined not to let my thoughts surface, strictly adhering to the negotiation principles, ignoring Narcissus, and looked up at the sky, wanting to see if Yu Ni had sent any signals.
Usually, when we travel as a team, we let Yu Ni fly high in the sky, almost invisible to the naked eye, not accompanying us. This arrangement served two purposes: firstly, it facilitated reconnaissance, allowing Yu Ni to observe from high above, ensuring that no movement on the ground within a radius of dozens of miles escaped her notice; secondly, it dispersed the members, preventing them from being wiped out in a single attack should any unexpected situation arise, and also providing an additional force to catch the enemy off guard.
Even for birds, long-term flight is physically demanding, let alone flying at high altitudes where the oxygen is thin and breathing is difficult. Ordinary winged female warriors find it difficult to even reach that altitude, let alone stay there for long. Yu Ni's initial condition was not much better; she flew desperately upwards, but after only ten minutes, she could no longer withstand the strain and, instead of landing, nearly plummeted to the ground.
However, practice makes perfect. As long as you treat these unreasonable demands as hellish training and grit your teeth and keep going, you'll get through it. In the first few weeks, Yu Ni was covered in wounds every time, even breaking her wings, as if she had fought a powerful enemy. But she never uttered a sound. As soon as her injuries healed, she immediately started high-altitude training again, continuing to challenge herself with hellish training. During that time, Xue was very surprised by her determination, which inspired Xue to also study diligently.
Actually, all that talk of determination is just a command, an action. As long as the command is added during the brainwashing, no matter how much pain Yu Ni is in, she will carry it out. If I had more time, I could even erase her pain, but without that extreme pain, the effect of pulling out her potential would be much weaker. So I only consider personal safety, making sure the command won't kill or severely injure anyone, before letting her fly up to train, thereby strengthening her body and extending the duration of her half-beast form.
This method is inhumane, but martial arts training is inherently defying nature. Without gritting your teeth and putting in hard work, how can you achieve anything? If someone could easily master a divine skill by lying at home and casually circulating their qi, they wouldn't be called a genius, they'd be called a freak… Well, that's one of the reasons my dad got the reputation of being a freak.
Anyway, this method is extremely effective. If it weren't for this hellish training, with Yu Ni's talent and without any fortuitous encounters, it would have taken her at least twenty years to reach the sixth level of strength. How could she have broken through so quickly and even mastered the Shattered Dream Blade?
Now, high-altitude reconnaissance is no longer difficult for Yu Ni. I glanced at the sky and didn't see any special lights or signals, knowing that the road ahead was safe. I rode over to Yu Hong's side to check on her.
"...There's someone following us on the hill to the left. Their identity is still unknown."
Yu Hong glanced at the hill to the left and gestured to the group. She was still dressed in her crimson martial arts robes, full of energy and showing no signs of fatigue. Astride her horse, her fair arms and thighs were almost entirely exposed, dazzlingly beautiful yet fiercely defiant.
"We're still within the Golden Flower Federation's territory, so we shouldn't encounter any major problems. We set off discreetly, and your sister didn't send any messages. These should just be petty thieves; it'll be fine."
It wasn't that I was being careless; these were all perfectly reasonable assessments. Ishtar is a major power with many experts, and it is indeed not to be underestimated. However, Narcissas is an important minister of Ishtar and holds a high position of power. The opposing faction would never openly assassinate her, so the number of assassins they could dispatch was extremely limited. In addition, they were unlucky. Some time ago, they encountered Bai Qi blocking their way, and all the invaders were killed by him without leaving any survivors. Afterwards, I checked the data and roughly calculated that more than two hundred Ishtar wizards died within the territory of the Golden Flower Federation.
Those who can send assassins from abroad are certainly not small fry. Even if these wizards are not top-notch experts, they are still elites of the Ishtar court or military. To be killed so casually by Bai Qi must have severely damaged Ishtar's vitality. It is estimated that they will not be able to send any powerful assassin groups before we enter Ishtar's territory.
So, when you're away from home, you rely on friends. Having a friend who'll help with the house cleaning is a real blessing...
"Who exactly is this Bai Qi? Is he really from Ishtar? There's absolutely no information about him in the records of Ishtar's experts."
Yu Hong asked me in a low voice, and I just smiled slightly. "Does not finding information mean he doesn't exist? Not necessarily. He's a secret assassin specially trained by Ishtar. He's a secret, so why would we find out?"
"But..."
"No buts. He's already gone back to his hometown. He won't appear in front of us again, and he won't be able to help us. What we should do now is be vigilant and rely on ourselves."
I said, gazing at Yu Hong. Her fair face was radiant, and there were no tear tracks at the corners of her eyes. She seemed perfectly fine. It was hard to imagine that just a few days ago, her mental state had deteriorated. Every night, she would lie on the bed like a rotting corpse, her eyes lifeless, staring blankly at the ceiling, unresponsive to anyone calling her, or simply lying there in a daze, tears streaming down her face.
At that time, we were all helpless, not knowing how to pull Yu Hong back from this lifeless state. In the end, she saved herself, standing up from the brink of collapse, and offered to go to Ishtar with me. She seemed perfectly normal the whole way, a complete different person from just a few days ago.
"Why...why are you looking at me like that?"
"Nothing, just looking, is that wrong?"
"I know what you're thinking. I'm alright now, you don't need to worry about me like this. I've thought a lot these past few days. I was too foolish before, unable to see through Master's wolfish ambitions, blinded by his mask, unwittingly becoming his tool and doing many wrong things. From now on, I will be more cautious and wiser; this is the lesson I've learned."
Yu Hong gazed at the end of the road and slowly said, "Just hiding in a corner and grieving is useless; nothing can be changed. I can't let myself continue like this. Master's death was indeed deserved, but he was our master, raising us to adulthood, his kindness is as heavy as a mountain. I will continue my ideals, uphold justice with my sister, and follow the righteous path to atone for Master's sins."
Frankly, upholding the righteous path isn't a bad thing, just a bit foolish. But if you like it, go for it. Everyone has their own unique quirks. However, don't make excuses for doing something. If you like it, just do it. Don't bring up atonement or repaying favors; it only adds unnecessary burdens.
Atonement is a very heavy burden. When someone carries such a weight on their back, can they maintain the right direction? Often, they unknowingly stray from the right path. So, the first mistake shouldn't be made up for with a second. Constantly thinking about atonement will only make a mess of your life.
Yu Hong, you wouldn't understand these things, would you? Or perhaps you already knew, but deliberately pretended not to, because you've gone too far down this path, not only taking pride in martyrdom but even finding pleasure in it. If things continue to deteriorate like this, I'm afraid that one day you'll find even atoning for your sins. If that really happens... I can't say what will happen. So, I can only remain silent and quietly watch you like this.
"Why are you staring at me? I've already said I'm fine."
"Oh, I know that, so I wasn't looking at your face, I was looking at your chest, hehe, you seem to still be developing. Why do I feel like your chest is a little bigger than it was a while ago?"
This was just to tease and lighten the mood. I even deliberately glanced greedily at Yu Hong's fair and tender breasts. Normally, given her personality, she would most likely glare at me, hurl a curse, or blush and turn away without responding. But today, when Yu Hong heard what I said, she actually thrust out her small, delicate breasts to meet my gaze.
"It's not surprising they've gotten bigger. Don't you always like to rub my breasts? The more you touch and press them, the bigger they naturally become."
Not only that, Yu Hong spurred herself closer, pressing herself against my side. Suddenly, she reached out and unceremoniously reached between my legs, grasping my dormant penis through my pants and gently stroking it.
"Uh... this... Miss Justice, don't you think your behavior is a bit... in broad daylight?"
"Yu Hong is your little slut, so what's so strange about doing this? When you used to do me, did you ever care about the time or the place?"
"Well... no, um... you can go a little faster..."
"Can't wait any longer? How about I and my sister keep you company tonight? Or... bring Sister Xue along too, I know you've wanted to bring her for a long time... look at how her butt is wiggling, you must really want to, right?"
Following Yu Hong's suggestive words, I couldn't help but look ahead and stare at Xue's back.
Sitting sideways on Violet's back, my figure swayed with her steps. I was all too familiar with Xue's body. Although she was dressed neatly now, just looking at her figure, my mind automatically dissected her, as if I could see her curves directly.
Her shoulders, her waist, her hips, her legs—all were so sexy and beautiful. Especially her buttocks, which were absolutely the most perfect manly possession I had ever seen. Round and perky, they unfolded an alluring, smooth line from her slender waist, then tightened sharply at the bottom without any hesitation. The two round mounds of flesh swayed rhythmically with her graceful movements, revealing a pair of firm and elastic buttocks. With the swaying and sweeping of her snow-white fox tail, they aroused all sorts of fantasies, making me swallow hard...
My heart was greatly aroused, and I glanced to the side unintentionally, only to meet Yu Hong's gaze. I was startled, feeling that her eyes were overflowing with charm, so beautiful they could drip water, and coupled with the smile at the corner of her mouth, they could make a man's whole bones go numb, and he would vie to fall down to her.
Such alluring charm wouldn't be surprising if it came from Yueying or Narcissus, but coming from Yu Hong, it felt very off. The age was wrong, the personality was wrong, and especially in the gleam in her eyes, I vaguely saw a hint of evil. The shock I felt for a moment sent a chill down my spine.
"Huh? What's wrong with you? Could it be... you've already come out?"
No, I haven't come out, I've just been scared to death by you, but now is not the time to explain.
"Why have you suddenly become so bold?"
"Because..." Yu Hong's voice suddenly became much softer, whispering in my ear, "My sister said that since we're traveling with that witch this time, we need to be careful of her. The witch Ishtar has many ways of bewitching men. If you're not careful and get bewitched by her, that would be terrible, so we..."
She was afraid I'd be taken away by someone else—that's possessiveness. The fact that a woman could feel possessiveness towards me is truly flattering. But, Yu Hong, your possessiveness towards me isn't smart, and it will definitely hurt you...
Wait, it was Yu Ni who suggested it to her first. How is that possible? The reaction and thought patterns I set for Yu Ni shouldn't include this aspect! How could she…
“Yu Hong, you just said your sister…”
I began to ask, but a sharp sound suddenly rang out in mid-air. A figure streaked through the air, shooting towards the hill on the left. Then came a series of screams, and several jets of blood spurted high into the air. It seemed that their heads had been chopped off instantly, blood gushing out.
“Sigh, Yu Ni was too hasty. In this situation, there was no need to intervene. Those are just petty thieves. Taking action now will not only alert them but may also expose our whereabouts and cause unnecessary trouble.”
I frowned as I spoke, but Yu Hong had already spread her wings and soared from her horse, shooting towards the hill on the left to support her sister. There was no point in saying anything now. Ah Xue, Narcissus, and I spurred our mounts and rode up the hill to see what was going on.
When we reached the top, the place was a scene of devastation, littered with corpses, none of them intact. Yu Ni was incredibly ruthless; with a single slash and a claw strike, she cleaved a human body in two. Several corpses at the edges were charred black, the work of Yu Hong's men.
The whole situation unfolded exactly as I expected. It was just a small group of thieves. Although this was within the territory of the Golden Flower Federation, in the wilderness where you could hardly see anyone for most of the day, it was still possible to encounter bandits. And these thieves were weak; they were even assessing whether to attack us when Yu Ni descended from the sky, unleashing a bloody storm.
"Yu Ni, you're making a big fuss over nothing. Your actions could easily expose our location."
"I'm sorry, but I saw something unusual from the sky and thought it was the Black Dragon Society's ninja army, so..."
Yu Ni apologized to me, but I felt something was amiss. I had absolute faith in Yu Ni's judgment; if she said it was the Black Dragon Society's ninja army lying in ambush, then there must be some reason behind it.
At this moment, Narcissus and Yu Hong examined the surrounding corpses and discovered that the bandits did indeed possess some special hidden weapons, the standard equipment of the Black Dragon Society's ninja army.
"Could it be that the Black Dragon Society's ninja army disguised themselves as bandits to ambush us?"
"Hmm, Xue's idea is good, but Yu Ni, when you made your move just now, did these people look like the Black Dragon Ninja Army?"
"No, they were just ordinary bandits." "
Hmm, given the Black Dragon Society's current situation, I don't believe they'd be so destitute as to start selling weapons. Even if they were, they wouldn't be selling them to bandits at a street stall, so… I think there's a problem."
◆ Chapter Seven: Handsome Boy. When faced with a hot potato
, the key is to find the answer, and questioning is always the most direct and effective method. Although I have no interest in torturing men's bodies, after starting my work as a tracker, I've had many opportunities to practice and have become quite adept at interrogation techniques.
Unfortunately, no matter how skilled I am, there's one type of person who leaves me helpless. No matter how cruel the torture, I can't extract any answers from them. They're tougher than the toughest man in the world; these are the kinds of people who can make even the world's torture experts bow down in defeat.
Dead men.
No matter how sophisticated the ordinary interrogation methods, they can't bring a dead man back to life to answer. Yu Ni's attack was too fast and too ruthless; none of the bandits survived, leaving no survivors. Now I can't even find someone to talk to. But is it really impossible to question a dead man? Of course not. If the dead could keep secrets, this wouldn't be a magical world.
In dark magic, there are several powerful sorceries that can read fragments of memories from the dead through their remains.
Holding a severed hand, you can know what he touched; holding a severed foot, you can know where he went; of course, if you directly insert it into the skull, you'll obtain the most complete information—almost everything.
In our team, Ah Xue is of the dark attribute and is the only one who can use this skill. However, reading the remnants of the dead and the infection caused by the resentment flowing back during the spell are extremely disgusting. Every time she finishes, she turns pale and vomits for a long time, which is very uncomfortable. I have to spend a lot of effort to coax and comfort her, and my heart aches for her.
Today, the situation finally changed. Having a dark mage in the team proved to be incredibly useful. Narcissus, the dark mage, was not only highly skilled but also extremely competent. When she inserted her five fingers into the forehead of a corpse, her expression remained completely unchanged, as effortlessly as breathing or eating. She quickly pulled her hand out without even wiping away the blood and brain matter, and then casually inserted it into the forehead of another corpse. Even a coroner who had spent a long time in the morgue might not be as adept as her.
"Admiral, we have a lead. Do you want to hear it?"
"Of course I do, but could you wipe your hands before you talk to me? Seeing you like this is giving me the creeps."
"Look at you, so cowardly. Why worry about such things? If I were to shove something in your head, I guarantee you wouldn't have time to feel your scalp tingling." "
Ha, so what if I can shove something in someone's head? If I were to shove something in your pussy, I guarantee you wouldn't have time to feel the penetration before you orgasm and roll your eyes back."
Frankly, this kind of argument is quite low-level, but Narcissus was rendered speechless by my words, seemingly helpless against my third-rate, shameless roguery. This victory, while not something to boast about, is undeniably satisfying.
The clues provided by Narcissus were somewhat unexpected and also somewhat disheartening. These bandits were low-level thugs, hiding in the remote wilderness far from the main roads, leading a half-hearted life of robbing two days and starving the next. A few days ago, a group of strangely dressed travelers appeared in their territory, looking like stray dogs, each bearing injuries, and the atmosphere among them was extremely tense, with frequent arguments, eventually even escalating into a fight where they drew their knives against each other.
Although these strange travelers were dressed as civilians, their fighting techniques were bizarre, and they even threw strange hidden weapons. If it weren't for the Black Dragon Society's recent rampages within the Golden Flower Federation, flooding New Orleans, these third-rate thieves wouldn't have been able to recognize them. But over the past few months, the Black Dragon Society's name has spread far and wide, and even these petty thieves have recognized that this group is the infamous Black Dragon Ninja Army.
When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter; when the wall collapses, everyone pushes it down. Nothing in the world is more tragic than a fallen, disorganized group. After the Black Dragon King's death, the Black Dragon Society disintegrated. The Marine Generals split into several factions, fighting each other. Meanwhile, the Black Dragon Society members still active on the Loess Plateau had their ties with the East China Sea completely severed, leaving them isolated and in a state of high chaos.
With nowhere to go, these ninja soldiers, left behind in the Golden Finch Federation, attempted a long journey back to the East Sea. However, their solitary struggle was far from easy. To put it bluntly, they had been abandoned by the organization. Not only did they have to find a way to survive, but they also had to worry about being attacked by righteous people on the land after their identities were exposed. After all, with the collapse of the Black Dragon Society, they were like rats in the street, hated by everyone. In addition, their internal struggles were also fierce, which directly led to a conflict during their journey and triggered a bloody battle.
These petty thieves wouldn't dare to lay a hand on the infamous Black Dragon Ninja Army. However, if the Black Dragon Ninja Army was embroiled in internal strife and had already decimated itself, these bandits would dare to take on a few barely alive members of the Black Dragon Ninja Army. So, they charged down the mountain, seized a great opportunity, easily killed the seriously wounded, and looted a bunch of expensive equipment to bolster their strength. Unfortunately, they were too lucky to enjoy their fortune, as they encountered us as their first customers.
If these bandits hadn't had those weapons, they might have survived a little longer. However, it was precisely because of the equipment they stole from the Black Dragon Ninja Army that they attracted Yu Ni's attention, misjudged the situation, and ended up causing a deadly disaster.
"The situation was expected, not too surprising," I said. "The Black Dragon Society collapsed faster than I anticipated, which is great news for us."
Narcissus nodded and said, "In that case, let's not delay our journey and continue on our way."
No one objected to this suggestion. Yu Ni and Yu Hong turned around and were about to leave when I reached out and stopped them.
"Wait a minute."
"Oh, Admiral Farrell, is there something you need?" "
I wouldn't presume to say
it's anything important, but it's a small matter. If we're in a hurry later, then it's a one-way trip. No matter the reason, no one is allowed to leave the group halfway. I hope everyone agrees on that?" Neon and Ayumi both looked surprised, wondering why I would say something so trivial, but Narcissus smiled and said softly, "Admiral Farrell is truly meticulous, leaving no room for error."
"I wouldn't presume. It's just that I've been fooled by bad women so many times that I've become more cunning. Otherwise, if someone sneaks off and turns back to steal something, I'll really be seen as a fool."
Only Narcissus knew the information she'd extracted from the dead man's head. Even if she wasn't lying, it was understandable if she was hiding something. If I were so stupid as to not even think of this, I could be dead right now, not even needing to enter Ishtar.
Having exposed this, Yu Ni and Yu Hong immediately showed strong hostility, standing on either side of Narcissus like a pair of scissors, applying pressure. After a few light laughs, Narcissus had no choice but to compromise, revealing the secret she had deliberately concealed.
Although these bandits were foolish, they still possessed some basic intelligence. Some of the Black Dragon Ninja Army's equipment required the use of spells, and these bandits, being ignorant and incompetent, had no way of breaking the protective spells within it. If they wanted to use the Ninja Army's equipment, they had to ask the Ninja Army how to use it. Therefore, in the battle that day, in addition to the ninjas who died on the spot, there were several seriously wounded prisoners who are currently imprisoned in the dungeon.
This kind of information wouldn't normally be a big deal, but seeing that Narcissus deliberately concealed it, this matter could be serious or minor. I decided to be cautious and check if the captured prisoners had anything special about them. Besides, the sorcery of reading dead people's heads could be used against bandits, and of course, against the Black Dragon Ninja Army. The information obtained from these ninjas' minds would be far more valuable than that from bandits.
Once the decision was made, someone naturally went to carry it out for me. Yu Ni and Yu Hong took flight and headed towards the bandits' lair. When Ah Xue, Narcissus, and I arrived shortly after, they had already broken down the cell door and discovered the imprisoned prisoners... their corpses.
"Damn it, we're too late." Ah Xue shook her head sadly as she saw the corpses that were starting to stink.
"Sigh, damn it, there isn't even a pretty girl among them." Seeing the corpses, I didn't feel the same sadness as Ah Xue. I just regretted that there were no women among these ninja soldiers, which meant I didn't even have a chance to ravage and abuse the prisoners.
The leader of the Black Dragon Ninja Army, Ghostly Evening, is a hot and sexy woman with a youthful face and huge breasts. Although no one has ever seen her true face, her devilish figure and exaggerated curves are enough to make any normal man drool. The Black Dragon Ninja Army often has to carry out infiltration and seduction missions, so it is only natural that there are some female ninjas who are skilled in seduction techniques. I really hoped to take this opportunity to sleep with a female ninja and fulfill my long-cherished sexual fantasy. However, fate did not grant my wish. All the corpses I saw here were men, and there was not a single female.
"Damn it, these ninja soldiers deserve to die. They might even have some kind of inexplicable poison on them. Everyone, stay away and burn them to make things easier. Oh, Miss Narcissus, could you please read the intelligence report first? We'll set the fire after you've finished reading it."
"...Didn't you just say they might be poisonous?"
"Yes, just possibly. It doesn't matter. If we're really going to nitpick, they're just possibly, but you are 100%. How can they be as threatening as you?"
I bet I could tell from Narcissus's face that she really wanted to kill me. Her eyes were filled with hatred, as if she wanted to bite off a piece of my flesh. But it didn't matter. We were mortal enemies anyway, and I was too lazy to keep wearing a mask to deal with them.
"Huh? Master, there's someone here... still breathing."
"Oh, is it a beautiful woman?"
"No, it's a young boy."
"Then don't waste time, give him a good kick and take his dog's life."
If the captive is a woman, even if she has no use, I will still find her; but if the captive is a man, even if he has any potential use, I will deliberately ignore him, especially since it's a young boy. For safety's sake, I think it's best to kill him with one strike to save trouble, lest that young boy, with his fair skin and handsome features, bewitch the girls around me.
Unfortunately, my insistence on this approach met with resistance. Ah Xue and Yu Hong strongly opposed my idea. The former wanted to avoid killing, while the latter wanted to strike at the Black Dragon Society and was unwilling to give up any possibility.
As a result, with the majority vote, we rescued the barely alive captive from the brink of death.
He was indeed a very handsome young boy, though his hair was disheveled and his actual age was hard to discern, we could only roughly guess he was twelve or thirteen. He had delicate features, fair skin, and was so beautiful it was almost drool-worthy… Damn, why am I drooling?
“Damn it, I hate him just looking at him, Xue… no, I’ll call you that heartless Violet, bite him to death.”
Violet had no interest in killing, but she was interested in all kinds of meat. If Xue hadn’t stood in her way, the little boy would have been bitten to death by the leopard.
Unfortunately, none of us in our team were skilled in divine magic, nor could we cast any healing spells. We could only use some herbs to treat him. Under normal circumstances, these methods are for emergency treatment, not actual medical care. However, the world-renowned Black Dragon Ninja Army is truly not to be underestimated. Even a young boy like him is an elite who has survived countless trials of life and death. His body is incredibly strong, and after our slight treatment, he actually regained consciousness.
What happened next was a great disaster. When the boy woke up and saw our group, he immediately identified us as the enemy. This judgment was quite accurate, or rather, there was no need for judgment. To these ninjas, everyone except themselves and their lord, the Black Dragon King, was either an enemy or a potential adversary. Therefore, he immediately adopted a defensive stance, even a counterattack.
A ninja skilled in various assassination techniques, even unarmed, could use every part of his body as a weapon. His hasty attacks were incredibly lethal. Unfortunately, he was unlucky, being severely injured, and the people he encountered were all top-notch fighters in the martial arts world. His two thrusts, delivered with twisted joints, were easily blocked by Neon.
In the boy's eyes, I saw panic and fear, but his attack was flawless, so fluid that not a single flaw could be found. It fully demonstrated the rigor of the Black Dragon Society's ninja training. Under such relentless training, even if the mind was unstable, the body still reacted almost instinctively, undergoing the usual training. He was truly a perfect assassin; even if his parents and closest relatives were in front of him, he could slit their throats with a single stroke on instinct.
The entire riot lasted about fifteen minutes. During the surprise attack, the boy created an opening to escape, but Neon intervened in time. However, he reacted very quickly, always darting to another blind spot before his escape route was completely blocked. If his legs hadn't been severely injured, Ah Xue's slowing spell might not have hit him, and his capture would have been a much later event.
During the pursuit, Yu Hong also became enraged. She grabbed the boy and, without saying a word, wanted to kill him instantly. This suited my purposes perfectly, so of course I had no reason to stop her. I secretly hoped to see the boy's head roll and his handsome face mangled with blood and gore. But then, an unexpected incident occurred.
"Ah! Master... he... this person..."
"What's all the noise about? Does he have one big dick? Or two?"
A single sentence snapped Ah Xue back to her senses, but having witnessed that scene, I knew in my heart that unless something extraordinary happened, it would be very difficult to kill this little boy today. The reason was simple: in the little boy's mouth, which was open in pain, only half of his severed tongue was moving frantically; half of his tongue had been cut off!
I don't know why his tongue was cut off. Perhaps it was for secrecy, or perhaps for some other purpose. But whatever the reason, the Black Dragon Society is a cruel and dark organization that doesn't need a reason to commit all sorts of insidious acts. Ah Xue, overflowing with compassion, was deeply moved by these victims. Shocked, she was moved to tears. It was practically impossible for me to kill this brat in front of her.
Unable to kill him, and unable to release him easily, the team's lack of a medical expert was exposed once again. We couldn't instantly heal him with a healing spell and interrogate him to get all the information he knew, so we had no choice but to tie him up and take him away as a prisoner.
I felt that this young boy was unlikely to be an important member of the ninja army, and even if he knew something, it would be very limited. There was no need to interrogate him; killing him would have been much simpler. However, Yu Hong insisted that any small piece of information could affect the overall situation and could not be let go. She insisted on taking this prisoner with her.
What she said made sense, and I agreed with her reasoning. Unfortunately, I didn't believe her at all because Yu Hong was actually a soft-hearted girl. Although her determination to eliminate evil and promote good was unwavering, in her values, the weak and the evil were completely separate. Once she judged this boy as a "victim," her sympathy arose spontaneously, and it was no longer the reaction she had when she saw a member of the Black Dragon Ninja Army.
Voting, with the majority winning, was incredibly troublesome. I knew perfectly well that bringing an uninvited guest on the road would bring me endless burdens, yet I still couldn't refuse and had to agree. On the other hand, because of my own selfish reasons for agreeing to Narcissus, Yu Hong had seized on this, making it difficult for me to maintain a stern face and speak harshly in front of her.
"Let's not delay any longer, we still have a long way to go, let's set off immediately."
I urged everyone to set off, vaguely sensing a chilling gaze piercing through me from behind.
Although Narcissus remained silent throughout the process, I felt that she was deliberately keeping a low profile, trying to gain some benefit from this. If we were careless, we would fall into her trap.
Before leaving, we searched the nearby mountains again to make sure nothing was left behind before continuing our journey. Because of the importance we placed on the Black Dragon Ninja Army, I didn't dare to be careless and secretly instructed Yu Ni that if she felt anything was amiss with the little boy, she should kill him immediately without asking for permission.
"...Actually, Admiral, you don't need to be so hasty. Perhaps ordinary intelligence from the Black Dragon Society won't appeal to you, but there's at least one thing you'll definitely be interested in."
I ignored Narcissus's words; she was deliberately trying to lure me into a trap, and even if I didn't ask further, she would finish what she said.
"It's rumored that every man in the Farrell family is a man among men, never letting a beautiful woman slip through their fingers. Ghostly Evening, one of the Seven Beauties, is renowned for her allure; surely the Admiral wouldn't be uninterested? Ghostly Evening is the leader of the ninja army; these ninjas are the best candidates to obtain her information."
This was indeed true. I hadn't considered it before; these ninjas definitely had information about Ghostly Evening hidden in their heads. I had many questions about Ghostly Evening. This cold-blooded killer with a childlike face and large breasts never returned empty-handed, having sniped powerful enemies right before my eyes several times, and ultimately even the Black Dragon King died at her hands.
As one of the two humanoid incarnations of the Black Dragon Society, Ghostly Evening is absolutely loyal to the Black Dragon Society. But why would someone who should be absolutely loyal assassinate the Black Dragon King she serves? This matter remains puzzling to this day. In addition, I have a history of chasing and escaping with Ghostly Evening. She must hate me to the core. However, in the battle on the Ghost Ship in the East Sea, if she hadn't appeared to shield me from the attack, I would have been killed by the Martial Demon long ago. I really can't understand why Ghostly Evening would come out to save my life.
My intense interest in Ghostly Evening wasn't entirely driven by lust; half of it stemmed from a desire to use her to unravel these mysteries. Therefore, the young boy who provided information about Ghostly Evening was indeed useful to me. However, actually utilizing this information would come at a great cost.
Firstly, this boy was incredibly difficult to handle. Sometimes I even suspected I hadn't captured a person, but rather a wild wolf in human skin, brimming with savagery. Even though we had bound him and removed his tongue, he remained highly alert, emitting ferocious howls and struggling to bite anyone who approached.
I hate it when someone eats my food and then bites me in return. I'm paying for this little boy's food now, but he's wild and untamed. If it weren't for Ah Xue's insistence on trying to reform him and personally taking on the task of interacting with and feeding him, I would have poisoned his food long ago and killed this little beast in human skin.
A little wolf that bites, while causing some trouble, isn't the biggest problem. The truly deadly thing is the uninvited guest that follows us. Ever since we caught this little boy and started our journey with him, I've noticed that someone is secretly watching us, and their numbers are increasing.
Traveling in the wilderness, it's only natural to be watched by bandits and outlaws. We don't want to cause any trouble, so even if we discover someone is eyeing us, we won't immediately attack. We always hope not to attract too much attention. But this time, the situation is different. The lurking spy, though not yet revealed, exudes an aura that I believe is not that of an ordinary person, but rather a well-established organization.
(The atmosphere is strange. Who are they? Why are they following us? Is it for Narcissus? Or this little beast? Could they be here to kill us and silence us?)
Yu Ni was monitoring from high above, but the enemy was quite cunning. Although Yu Ni had spotted them, she couldn't get any specific information. The enemy was carefully concealing their tracks, secretly watching us. She believed they had also noticed Yu Ni high above.
Accurately gather intelligence, don't be hasty, don't rush to attack. Be as cautious as a venomous spider, pinpoint the enemy's weakness, and strike a fatal blow. Such sophisticated tactics couldn't have come from an ordinary bandit group. It was either a renowned fighting force or a national intelligence agency. Judging from the current situation, the two most likely answers were…
(Were they assassins from Ishtar? Or remnants of the Black Dragon Society? If it was the latter, they were here specifically for this kid; could he really possess some important secret?)
I didn't need to think too much, because the enemy would reveal the answer to me. On the afternoon of the second day after we set off with the prisoner, we encountered enemy attacks.
The enemy was weak; although their small team of twenty included three mages, their overall combat strength was poor. They were defeated by the Japanese within a few rounds. If they hadn't held back, none of them would have survived. As for the confessions, I knew without asking that they were mercenaries hired for the attack, heavily paid out of pocket. This is a common tactic used by national intelligence agencies—to employ mid-level mercenaries or assassins before a formal operation, thereby harassing the enemy and testing their strength.
Similar attacks occurred four or five times. For us seasoned veterans, this level of harassment wouldn't reveal anything, and we anticipated the enemy would soon take concrete action.
This prediction was entirely correct. Soon after, the enemy's attacks became formal, and they began ambushing us.
To avoid Yu Ni's reconnaissance, they deliberately hid underground, launching a surprise attack and engaging Yu Hong and Violet in battle.
The number of enemies was small, all dressed in black with black hoods, not a single hair showing except for their eyes, similar to the Black Dragon Ninja Army. However, they were all physically imposing, more robust than any Black Dragon Ninja I had ever seen before. Their fighting style was ruthless and unpredictable, unlike the swift and elusive style of ninjas.
The most peculiar thing was the physique of these eight burly men. If they weren't wearing soft armor underneath, they must have been masters of self-defense techniques. Their defensive capabilities against attacks were extremely strong. They were unharmed even after taking several Beast King Fists from Yu Hong, only swaying slightly before recovering. They were practically eight human fortresses.
Ah Xue didn't fight; she was responsible for monitoring the prisoners and Narcissus. However, she told me that there was a special energy flow on the enemy, indicating they were definitely carrying magical artifacts, though she didn't know their specific form. She told me to be vigilant.
Magical artifacts? What hidden tricks were the enemy preparing? I wanted to warn Yu Hong, but the enemy had already chosen to retreat. It seemed they realized they wouldn't fare well in actual combat and couldn't break through Yu Hong and Violet's defenses, so they retreated before getting bogged down in a quagmire.
The enemy's retreat tactic was to throw smoke bombs to block their view, which was similar to the Black Dragon Ninja Army's method. However, it was not an easy task for them to retreat in front of us. Before the smoke could spread, Yu Hong took the initiative to attack. The enemy was prepared, and the leader, who was responsible for covering the rear, exchanged a palm strike with Yu Hong and was knocked back several steps. Yu Hong's body swayed slightly.
"Don't even think about getting away!"
Yu Hong's pursuit was halted by the thick fog. The fog was not only foul-smelling but also likely contained poison, making it difficult for Yu Hong to continue the chase. However, Yu Ni arrived from the sky at that moment, and with a strike from above, she caught an enemy. However, she struck too hard and lost control of her strength, smashing the enemy's forehead with her claw, leaving no survivors.
"Hey, don't waste your time. We have professional personnel to handle this. Hey, professional, you go."
Even if someone is dead, we have professionals to handle it. Narcissus, whom I use as an autopsy officer, seemed a little angry, but she also wanted to know the identities of these people, so she did not refuse and stepped forward.
Yu Hong reacted swiftly, noticing the amiss first and reaching out to stop Narcissus. The corpse emitted a puff of blue smoke, instantly disintegrating into nothingness, leaving not a trace. This was perhaps the purpose of the magical artifacts they carried.
I frowned, beginning to feel uneasy. The enemy's strength was another matter, but this method and determination to destroy a corpse suggested either specially trained assassins or someone driven by immense grief and indignation. If it was the latter, I always avoided such enemies; reckless enemies are always troublesome.
This worry unfortunately came true. In subsequent attacks, the enemy, whose strength was far superior to ours, began employing near-suicidal attacks. They fought with a death wish in every battle, fearless even when outmatched by Yu Ni and Yu Hong, self-destructing upon defeat, risking their lives to buy their comrades a chance of victory.
As a result, this brutal tactic cost us far more than anticipated.
◆ Chapter Eight: The Beast Alliance. Fighting earth-shattering
, fearless enemies is always challenging. Fearless and outnumbered, we fought for several days. When Yu Ni, Yu Hong, and A Xue were injured one after another, we had to admit that our previous estimates were wrong and began to adopt more flexible guerrilla tactics to avoid being dragged into a war of attrition by the enemy.
That evening, having just finished a battle, we arrived at a small village and asked for lodging. As usual, the villagers didn't welcome trackers. Although Ah Xue and Neon's striking appearances caused a stir among them, the villagers still refused to let us into the village, making us spend the night in a thatched hut outside.
To these peaceful villagers, trackers, always associated with various dangers, only brought them misfortune, and it was best to stay as far away from them as possible. This treatment was common, and we were already used to it. After everyone squeezed into the thatched hut, we lit a fire at the door, took out some dry food to eat, and discussed our strategy.
The mysterious enemy group that has been targeting us doesn't seem to have any truly skilled members. Nevertheless, their overall quality is exceptionally high. Every member they send to attack us is a formidable fighter, their strength not to be underestimated.
We've weathered many storms, even fighting against the strongest enemies, so this situation is nothing to us. However, during the battle, I noticed something strange: the enemy was incredibly generous with their manpower, especially later on, frequently employing sacrificial tactics. One by one, the men in black either self-destructed or poisoned themselves, drastically increasing the lethality of their final attacks.
Normally, it takes ten years to train a level five expert. Although they weren't exactly top-tier experts, level five talents were no longer considered trash; they weren't people who could be easily replaced after dying. The fact that the enemy was so ruthless in sacrificing these skilled fighters meant either they had national-level resources behind them or they harbored a deep-seated hatred for us, with everyone willing to risk their lives.
"The national-level forces that might be attacking us include Ishtar and the Black Dragon Society; either one is possible."
Wounded in the daytime battle, Yu Hong sat in front of the fire, unbuttoning her shirt to partially reveal her pair of fair and delicate breasts as she bandaged her wounds and shared her thoughts.
"As for the second possibility, someone we have a deep-seated grudge against, well..."
Sigh, being in the martial world is truly a tragic thing. There are so many enemies that they're countless. A list would fill a whole page. If we were to list the enemies of every member of the team, the list would probably stretch to the ends of the earth.
I frowned, just in time to see Narcissus looking this way. Her cold and beautiful face blossomed with a hint of mocking smile as she looked at me, who kept glancing at Yu Hong's chest.
"In several battles in a row, the enemy hasn't used magic. What do you think that means, Admiral?"
"It means the enemy might be creating a diversion, making us believe they don't have any magicians. That way, even if you're killed, they can distance themselves from Ishtar."
This answer was just a casual remark; even I wasn't sure if the enemy was actually connected to Ishtar. Judging from their style, they shouldn't be Ishtar's assassins, but given Ishtar's intelligence capabilities, there's no reason they haven't sent assassins yet. The answer is very puzzling.
Not knowing the enemy's origins caused us some initial setbacks, but fortunately, everyone here is a seasoned veteran. Based on their experience, they offered various strategies, including one from Narcissa.
"Admiral, why don't you take the route through Alibuda? It passes by your father's..."
"If you mention that again, our contract is terminated immediately."
I cut her off completely, not letting Narcissus finish her sentence. Practically speaking, Narcissus's proposal was 100% correct, but on this matter, I let my emotions override my reason.
On the road from the Plantagenet Federation to Ishtar, if we take the route through Alibuda, we'll pass through the Third New Tokyo City, my perverted father's territory. By going that way, I could gain my father's protection and use the power of the Third New Tokyo City to wipe out the enemy. However, I had absolutely no desire to rely on his power.
Although the perverted father didn't appear on the scene, he influenced the entire situation through Yueying and Bai Qi in this earth-shattering upheaval at Cihang Jingdian. The failure of Xindeng's conspiracy and the rapid collapse of the Jingnian Chan Association were partly his doing; after all, the three members of the former Basala Band were like brothers, and he probably wouldn't want to see Master Xinchan die unjustly, his martyrdom shrouded in mystery.
...Never mind, that's just self-deception. If the perverted father were so morally upright, he wouldn't be a pervert. Gendo Farrell's personality is like the unpredictable wind. Sometimes he's incredibly passionate about something, even willing to risk his life for it. But when he stops caring and forgets about it, he might even forget the name of his own father.
Given this, expecting my twisted father to still remember our past friendship and lend a hand is unrealistic. Bai Qi has already made his reason for coming to the Golden Flower Federation clear: to frame me, his good-for-nothing son.
Calling it a frame-up wouldn't be wrong, but lately, whenever I have a spare moment, a scene keeps flashing before my eyes.
It was the end of the Grand Prix. I was trapped inside the burning, collapsing Asura, about to be boiled alive. Neon, Ayumi, and Moonsakura were all there, and everyone was desperate to rescue me, but no one could muster the strength. Finally, someone who had been wearing a red nose and acting like a clown at the racetrack stepped forward and instantly passed through the ten-foot energy storm to save me.
With the abilities of the five strongest individuals, breaking through the energy storm to save someone was a piece of cake and didn't mean anything. But what I truly remember is that he took his bare hands and gripped the already red-hot safety gate, letting his palms smell of burning from the high temperature, and turned the safety gate as if he didn't even notice, opening the door to rescue me.
Although my perverted father was emotionally slow-witted, he was still a flesh-and-blood human being capable of pain—I can guarantee that.
The intense heat from those burns on his palms must have been excruciating; even I, merely an observer smelling the burning stench, could feel it. The pain he must have endured is unimaginable. Even though I tried to tell myself it was all just a performance by my perverted father, a twisted game like Shinken Shinn Ninja's habit of dressing up as a nun, the look in his eyes the moment I opened the door—the concern and anxiety within—made it impossible for me to deny the conclusion in my mind.
...Gendou Farrell truly cared for his only son; he possessed a father's love for him.
A person's reason should not be swayed by emotions, and my reason led to this conclusion. If I were to deny it, to convince myself that my twisted father had no feelings for his son and only wanted to use him, that would be as absurd as trying to convince myself that my twisted father was benevolent and righteous.
However, how could I accept such a thing? Besides, these things are completely illogical, lacking any basic logic. If he truly cared about his son and had basic humanity, how would I explain everything I've experienced growing up? When I needed his help the most to go to the Third New Tokyo City, how would I explain his cruel rejection and brainwashing of his son?
It's hard to imagine that I would come to this. Even I, usually calm and sharp-witted, find myself in such a dilemma when dealing with other people's emotional problems. Although I could usually get answers to these questions by personally confronting my perverted father in the Third New Tokyo City, when the time comes, I'm suddenly afraid and can't make this obvious decision.
So many years have passed, and I've discovered that my perverted father actually cares about me. So what? Does that mean I have to live a life of filial piety with him from now on? I can't even imagine something so twisted. I've already survived my unfilial and unkind days in Yokozuke, and there's no need to change anything now. What's past is past, and what's future is future.
In the dead of night, everyone was fast asleep. Except for Violet, who was on night watch, everyone lay sprawled out, using sleep to relax their tense nerves from the day.
The night was still and quiet. The pale moonlight streamed through the window, making Ah Xue's skin appear as white as jade, especially her pink legs. Her tender skin, exposed beneath the white fox fur, was dazzlingly beautiful. The blanket was casually draped over her lower abdomen, and her silk top, worn loosely throughout the night, had slipped up, revealing a glimpse of her incredibly slender waist. The buttons on her chest had popped open, and her high, snow-white breasts were about to burst out, their two hot nipples protruding against the silk. It was truly a sexy and alluring picture of a sleeping begonia.
Such a beautiful scene would be wasted if no one were to steal its fragrance and steal its beauty. Therefore, before the beautiful little fox spirit, a pair of male eyes were scrutinizing her voluptuous body.
No one stopped him, because everyone else in the room was in a deep sleep. Leaving aside
the usually soundly sleepy Ah Xue, Neon, a former police officer, was always extremely vigilant and rarely slept so soundly. The reason for this was that they had all inhaled a sleeping potion.
Using sleeping potions to render women unconscious before sexually assaulting them was one of my old hobbies. I've long since given up on that, opting instead for outright rape, enjoying the pleasure of their moans and cries. While occasionally indulging in these past fantasies is a pleasure in itself, tonight is a great pity, as I wasn't the one who used the potion.
There shouldn't be another man in the entire team besides me, but there is a young boy whose fair and delicate appearance easily makes one forget his background… a genin of the Black Dragon Ninja Army.
We really should have been more careful about this. That way, at least when he bit his wrist and let the blood drip to the ground, Ayumi and Neon would have noticed, sensing the strange reaction of the blood upon contact with the dust, turning it into a colorless sleeping potion that incapacitated everyone.
The boy broke free of the ropes and stood silently, gazing at the beautiful fox-woman sleeping soundly on the wooden bed. He seemed about to do something, but in the end, he chose to do nothing and turned to leave.
Regaining freedom must have felt wonderful; as soon as he left the hut, he took off running at incredible speed.
The Black Dragon Ninja Army's lightness technique was indeed unique; had he not been injured, he would have vanished into the night like a wisp of smoke.
However, after running only ten feet outside, the boy stopped, looking in surprise at the person blocking his path a few feet away.
"Your ninjutsu combines the best of water magic, it's truly unpredictable and hard to defend against. Ordinary sleeping potions shouldn't have been enough to knock out those two sisters, but now even they're down. Your technique is quite impressive. Blood medicine? What do you usually eat? Write down the menu, maybe I can spare your life tonight."
Sitting cross-legged on a large rock, I looked down at the boy, thinking that my hard work over the past few days had finally paid off.
The Black Dragon Ninja Army's unpredictable methods were impossible to guard against. From the beginning, I didn't think that Xue and Neon could keep an eye on him for long, so I made preparations several days ago, waiting for this moment to arrive. To be honest, the feeling of staying up all night was terrible. If this kid didn't fall for the trap soon, I wouldn't be able to hold on much longer.
The boy glanced at me, then looked back towards the hut, his eyes filled with resentment and a hint of confusion.
"I know what you're thinking. The one being held in the middle by Yu Ni and Yu Hong is a substitute puppet I bought from overseas at a high price. Once activated, it's identical to the person in size, shape, and color, and the transformation lasts for two hours. It cost five hundred gold coins."
Thinking of the painful expense of buying the puppet, my smug smile turned into a savage grin. "As for the fact that I sleep so soundly after a threesome, that's something I added during my last five hundred sexual encounters." "A feint, just to fool you, you little fox."
The boy took two steps back, a resolute look appearing on his delicate and handsome face. I saw this expression and sneered, "I told you to run away, but I blocked you at the door. Guess why? Heh, you guessed it, it's to get rid of you. You're such a pretty boy, so small and pale. If I let you stay any longer, my existence will be in danger."
Without any more nonsense, the boy attacked me, seemingly understanding that he couldn't leave without defeating me. Due to the aftereffects of becoming the fourth Hellish God of Lust, I couldn't use magic for the time being, but not being able to use magic didn't mean I wasn't deadly. The magical traps I had set up on the ground were enough to make him almost certainly die.
Those magical mechanisms were all powered by internal crystals, not depleting the caster's magical power, but severely damaging the caster's wallet. If it weren't for my current situation, I would absolutely not have been willing to squander such expensive equipment.
However, this boy's skills were better than I expected, so good that I suspected he had been hiding his strength beforehand, as he moved with lightning speed, dodging seven magical traps in succession—lightning explosions, raging fire, deadly poison, and the Thousand Wind Scythe—rushing straight towards me.
Although he was unarmed, the little boy was not without weapons. In the instant he struck, the knuckles of his right hand suddenly elongated, the fingertips deformed, and the sharpness was so incredible that it was hard to believe it was made of flesh and blood. I had no doubt that this hand could easily pierce through a thick wooden board. As soon as this thought flashed through my mind, I saw the boy leap onto the boulder, his figure splitting into three, attacking from a triangular direction. Three evil right hands simultaneously pierced into the back of my neck, my chest, and my abdomen.
The fatal wound didn't bleed a single drop. My hand felt like it was pierced by a pile of maltose; the slightest pull would cause it to become entangled in countless threads. As my human form began to melt into a large amount of viscous paste, binding most of the boy's body to the boulder, I finally emerged from the boulder's disguise, grinning wickedly at my captured prey.
"Once is enough, twice is inevitable. There are many kinds of substitute puppets. The essence of ninja way lies in the unpredictability of reality and illusion. Although my person is sitting here, and my aura emanates from here, what you see may not be real. As a ninja, your ability to distinguish between reality and illusion needs improvement. Practice more in your next life."
To be honest, I hate this brat. If he were like most ninjas, with no emotion in his eyes, or showing fear, that would be fine. But even though he was about to die, his eyes were still stubborn and hard, not begging for mercy at all, as if I would regret killing him.
I would regret killing him?
Hmph, that's laughable. Even if you killed my father, I wouldn't even frown. Who do you think you are?
I raised my knife, ready to strike, when I suddenly heard a strange sound, like muffled thunderclaps, but it wasn't coming from the sky. It came from somewhere nearby, growing closer and louder until the ground began to shake. This
bizarre situation made me stop and investigate. Looking left and right, I was horrified to see a large swarm of snakes crawling and slithering towards the hut.
Snakes attacking people isn't unusual, but such a large group of snakes, a mix of over a dozen different species, all heading towards the same goal without conflict, was utterly illogical. Someone must be manipulating things behind the scenes.
Fortunately, some of the magical traps I had set up beforehand hadn't been triggered yet, and now they were all activated one by one. Wind, fire, and lightning easily swept away the snake swarm, allowing me to breathe a sigh of relief. But then, a leopard and a tiger ran past from either side of the large rock, followed by more than a dozen of their kind, also heading towards the hut.
The people inside the hut were still fast asleep. I rushed to their aid, but just as I stood up, a lynx leaped up from behind the large rock. If I hadn't quickly crouched down to dodge, I would have been pounced on. However, in the process of dodging, I lost my balance and slipped, falling face-first onto the rock. Just as I was about to stand up, I realized how dire the situation was.
The boulder was already covered in magical adhesive, sticking the kid to it completely. When I fell down, it was like committing suicide, as most of my body was stuck to the boulder, which meant I was now face to face with the kid up close.
To be honest, this kid has a fair and delicate face, and because he's still young, he has a certain girlish beauty that's quite pleasing to the eye. If he doesn't become a ninja, he could easily become an actor and a star. Staring at him up close wouldn't be unbearable. Unfortunately, no one is happy to be stared at by a pair of resentful eyes, and more importantly, I have no interest in being cheek-to-cheek with a man and smelling each other's breath.
"Damn it, waah..."
I tried to struggle, but then I regretted why the adhesive was so sticky. I struggled a few times but couldn't break free. Instead, I was entangled tighter and tighter. To make matters worse, after tigers, leopards, snakes, lynxes... even gorillas, rhinos, and zebras, wild beasts that shouldn't be around, came out in droves, like an army of a hundred beasts, charging past us on both sides of the boulder. They ignored us on the rock and charged only towards the hut. They were definitely being controlled.
This so-called boulder was actually only a layer of rock on the outside. It was completely hollow inside and could hide a person. It was very light and, after being treated with magic, it was even easy to carry. Now, beasts were stampeding around on both sides, shaking the ground and causing the massive, seemingly imposing rock to tremble violently, as if it might roll off at any moment. Although I tried my best to maintain my balance, when three elephants rushed past from the left as if rushing to their deaths, the surface of the rock was broken by an elephant's leg, and it rolled towards the right slope. The two unfortunate souls stuck to the surface were helplessly swept along with it. Under
normal circumstances, I would be very worried about being crushed to death by the rock while rolling, but since this rock was a weightless, empty shell, that wasn't a problem. Instead, it was another non-fatal crisis that terrified me.
Our faces were so close, and our bodies were rolling so fast, the direct result was that our faces kept bumping against each other. Face-to-face might just make our cheeks turn red, but the resulting mouth-to-mouth contact is a specific term called "kissing."
Damn it, I was actually kissing a man, and dozens of times at that! The force of the rolling and falling was so intense that I couldn't stop. Our faces collided frequently; if one of us hadn't had our tongue cut, our tongues would probably be intertwined.
Compared to this impact, the small and large cuts on my back and body from the rolling seemed insignificant. Finally, the rolling stopped slightly. The boy and I, along with the half-bubble, were stopped by a half-dead tree on the hillside. We didn't continue rolling downhill, nor did we continue our disgusting kiss; we just stared at each other with strange looks.
The boy couldn't speak, and although I could, I'd probably vomit if I opened my mouth. Although most of our bodies were stuck together, we could still move one hand and one foot. Our first instinct was to kick each other.
Damn… one really should control their instinctive reactions.
When both of them were covered in sticky glue, kicking each other resulted in both legs getting stuck, causing a dead tree trunk to break as well. They rolled down again, getting completely disheveled, and suddenly their bodies were lifted into the air, plummeting straight off a cliff. "
Aa ... Fortunately, the fall wasn't long; I estimate I only fell about twenty feet before hitting the ground. But even a drop of twenty feet is enough to break bones and rupture tendons. When I landed, although I felt excruciating pain and heard a loud bang, the ground beneath me felt soft and not solid. It felt like something was underneath me, something soft like fur. (What happened? What did I land on?) From the surrounding noise, it seemed like I was surrounded by a large group of people. This was strange, because in this desolate place, how could a large group of people suddenly appear? As my vision slowly returned, I realized I was on top of someone's body. Underneath that person was an altar, seemingly performing some kind of ritual, which had been interrupted by us two uninvited guests. "Pu... damn it, the priest has been crushed to death!" "Hossere, how could two humans suddenly fall from the sky?" "With the priest dead, the spell of the Thousand Beasts is broken, isn't it? Should we launch an attack immediately? Kill the witch of Ishtar!" I couldn't turn my neck, so I could only see what was behind the boy. I realized that the people surrounding us were dressed and dressed like the mysterious enemies who had been attacking us these past few days. Their conversation also confirmed that their target was Narcissa. (So they really are Narcissa's enemies. Are they Ishtar people? They don't seem like it...) Ishtar's black magic is insidious and evil, but I've never heard of spells that can control beasts. Besides, these people's tone is more like... A thought flashed through my mind, and I was startled. I suddenly realized that the priest we had crushed to death had thick animal fur on his body, and was not human. Orcs from the Southern Barbarians! Orcs have never set foot in the human world. Why would they come to the territory of the Golden Flower Federation in groups and even try to ambush Narcissa? This is really puzzling. I was full of questions when I suddenly heard a cry of surprise next to me. "It's...it's John Farrell!" After this shout, there was a brief silence. Soon after, probably because I had seen their true forms and there was no need to hide anymore, these orcs, who had transformed into human form using special magical items, removed their disguises and reverted to their original beast-headed, human forms. "This is truly a stroke of luck! They've delivered themselves to our doorstep! Brothers, dismember them! Avenge Bai Lan Bear!" The orcs' last words shocked me. What happened to Bai Lan Bear? Since leaving the Southern Barbarians, I hadn't had any contact with him. Why were the orcs seeking revenge for him? Had something happened to him? My mind was a complete mess, and my body was stuck, with only one hand free to move. Seven or eight orcs charged at me all at once, and I had no chance to fight them off. Luckily, I had a fellow sufferer with me this time, and this perilous situation forced him to reveal his hidden trump card. His body was in the same condition as mine, but the boy could only move his mouth, along with his hand. I don't know how he did it, but suddenly he opened his mouth, and a thin, fingernail-sized object shot out like it was launched from a crossbow, hitting an orc behind me squarely, followed by a deafening explosion. Judging from the loudness of the explosion and the intensity of the heat wave, this blast probably killed three orcs; it was a truly powerful life-saving trick. The boy's hands weren't any thicker than mine, in fact, they were much thinner. But the moment he swung his arm, the outer muscles suddenly tore apart, and amidst the splattering blood, a small, strange, yet incredibly sharp bone blade sprang out, slicing off the entire claw of an orc bear that was reaching for him. The orcs' screams rang out one after another. Although they had a huge advantage, the bone blade on the boy's arm was incredibly sharp, capable of cutting through anything in its path. He also skillfully wielded the blade in small circles, protecting vital points despite the limited space for movement. This prevented the orcs from gaining a foothold. After several rounds of attacks, only five bloodstained claws remained, and the orcs had suffered heavy losses. I was dumbfounded, truly witnessing the Black Dragon Ninja Army's unpredictable and cunning nature. If he had used those techniques on me, I might not be alive today. What's even more chilling is that these ninjas seem to be covered in weapons. They appear to have exhausted their skills, but who knows how many tricks they still have up their sleeves? "Useless trash, get out of my way!" Seemingly unable to tolerate the orcs' ugliness, the leader spoke up. He was a leopard orc, I'd seen him before, I think his name was Kiris, the leader of the leopard tribe, Bai Lan Xiong's good brother. His gaze towards me held no friendliness, as if he were seeing his father's killer, his teeth clenched in hatred. "Don't engage him in close combat. Each of you grab a rock and smash them both to death from a distance."

Kiris is considered one of the more resourceful young leaders among the orcs. This move hit our weak point. As the orcs lifted up the large stones from all sides, I groaned inwardly. Unless this kid had an even more powerful backup plan, the two of us would be a pile of mud in ten seconds, with each of us mixed in with the other—a disgustingly filthy mess.
"Report! Chieftain of the Tiger Clan has fallen into an enemy trap. The entire tribe is on the verge of annihilation. The situation is critical! Advisor Yalanja requests your immediate support!"
At the most critical moment, a Tiger Clan messenger delivered a life-saving message. Although some of the information within it made me doubtful, it still worked. It made Chiris abandon the meat that was almost in his grasp, and in extreme anger, he abandoned the enemy and rushed to save his sworn brother's life.
The surroundings suddenly became quiet. My mind raced, devising a plan to escape. Not long after, I heard a soft laugh, and a wickedly beautiful female figure appeared before me.
"You...you're not under a spell..."
"Haha, are you the only one who can use a substitute puppet? You're not the only one who can afford it. We in Ishtar are very rich, and..."
Narcissa walked towards me step by step, mocking, "Your information is too outdated. Your substitute puppet is an outdated product from the East Sea Chamber of Commerce last year, while mine...is the latest product from the West Sea Chamber of Commerce last month, worth three thousand gold coins."
Hey, it's not my fault that my information is outdated. I don't have a national-level intelligence unit gathering intelligence behind me. Is that my fault?
"There seems to be no one else here. What a quiet place for interrogation and signing contracts..."
Narcissus smiled alluringly, yet with a chilling glint in her eyes. Although we were now on the same ship, her presence beside me offered no sense of salvation.
A warm, delicate hand silently rested on my forehead, gently stroking it.
"Admiral, if I were to kill myself here and blame it on those orcs, do you think your confidantes would discover it was me?"

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