Alibuda Chronicles Volume 23: Chapter 4 The Silver Moon Knight

The term "treasure" has no fixed meaning. It doesn't necessarily refer to real gold and silver, nor is it necessarily a divine artifact or rare beast. Basically, any item that is treasured by a certain group of people or in a certain market of a certain size can be considered a treasure.

Models, mass-produced in factories, are essentially commodities, and the business opportunities in the Golden Finch Federation are considerable. Among the many model commodities, there are indeed some special models that become legendary masterpieces, sought after by collectors, after fetching high prices through continuous bidding, their value increasing a hundredfold. Or they may be crafted by master artisans in a very few individual studios and imbued with magical energy, making them valuable treasures.

However, these niche treasures are not mainstream and their value is relatively low. The Tracker Guild's annual treasure catalog has never rated these treasures above C. At most, they might fetch a good price, but they are far from enough to be used to show off or prove an achievement. But how could this "legendary Dan Karl" become the gold medal winner of this year's Level 1 Formula Race? This is simply too unbelievable.

"Is that thing highly lethal?"

"No."

"Is it exquisitely crafted?"

"No."

"Then is there some kind of treasure map inside, allowing someone to make a fortune?"

"Probably not, it's just a very ordinary model."

"Nothing at all. Okay, then can you tell me why an ordinary model is more precious than the Seven Sacred Artifacts of Creation and the Evil Wolf Blood Sword, becoming a gold medal prize?"

"I told you I don't know!"

Even if I choked Mao Yanping, he still wouldn't tell me he didn't know. It was Charlotte, who overheard our conversation

, who provided a possibility. "That day I heard the monks talking about trading weapons at this event. Is it possible that the Pure Mind Zen Society is trying to..."

Use the racing event to trade weapons, secretly hiding them in some prize? That makes perfect sense. However, winning the gold medal is extremely difficult, and that weird Dan Karl thing is too obviously bizarre. Wouldn't doing this attract too much attention? Or rather… this gold medal was just a smokescreen, used to distract hostile forces. After all, the arms secrets were only hidden in one award, not necessarily the top prize.

“How about it? The intelligence I gathered was useful, wasn’t it? You guys got a freebie this time…”

“Hmm, it feels like I’ve been dragged into some troublesome things. This kind of troublesome intelligence just inexplicably came to me. It’s really unlucky.”

I muttered to myself, giving it a cold shoulder, which made Charlotte, who was eager to claim credit, change her expression drastically. She was about to argue with me angrily, but ultimately suppressed her anger and turned away.

Afterwards, our focus shifted to the racetrack. As Xue said, it was a real pity not to see any glamorous race queens, but the various race cars were the main focus of this race. Although there weren’t many competitors testing their cars today, it was still an eye-opening experience.

The regulations for the Stage 1 Grand Prix only required a power source to pull the car; there were no other detailed regulations, so the types of race cars were truly diverse. However, regardless of the construction, the two most important principles for winning a race car are speed and lightness. This means reducing the car's weight and drag while increasing the speed the power source can create.

Based on our observations over the past few days, race car power sources can be broadly categorized into three types: bio-power, magical power, and the most difficult mechanical power.

Bio-power, simply put, involves using living beings to pull the car. Whether it's a fine horse, a fierce beast, or a ferocious bird, anything that can pull the car will do. This is widely recognized as the king of racing, the most widely used method in all races, and the most common way to win.

Fang Qingshu, who is currently taking the blame for us, has used bio-power in races for several consecutive years. The Fang family's most famous Red-Bearded Dragon Horses—eight blood-red dragon horses forming a team—pull a golden carriage at breakneck speed across tracks in various environments. This sight is not only a source of pride for the people of the Golden Flower Federation but also makes them a renowned and consistently victorious force.

Magic-powered races utilize the driver's own magic to propel the vehicle. The chariot might be pulled by some kind of artifact or a magically summoned beast that consumes magic power. While the speed isn't slow, it severely depletes the caster's energy. The caster must not only unleash magic but also manage the driving, and given that most casters have limited stamina, magic-powered racers often only dominate for a short time before ending up disappointed.

Typically, drivers using magic-powered races are either wizards from Ishtar or elves from Solancia. They have a more sensitive perception of magic and are better equipped to drive magic chariots than ordinary humans. For example, Ishtar wizards often race in skeleton chariots, with hellhounds pulling and clearing the way, while a chariot made of skeletons rampages behind, creating a striking sight in the competition.

Mechanical power, as the name suggests, uses mechanical components for propulsion, including technologies like steam and gunpowder. These mechanically powered racing cars are sturdy and stable, but require a wide range of complex technologies. Without considerable industrial expertise and highly skilled craftsmen, they are absolutely impossible to manufacture. Therefore, they are the rarest type of racing car, and it's difficult to even find examples.

Currently, all the racing cars on the track are pulled by animal power. The creatures running at the front are excellent, but not particularly rare. At best, they are creatures like eight-legged horses or six-legged leopards, not truly awe-inspiring beasts.

To win the race, being the first to reach the finish line is a prerequisite, so a slow power source is unacceptable. However, speed alone is not enough. The roars or bellows of certain beasts can terrify even docile creatures, so drivers using ferocious beasts are very common in racing. However, these drivers don't reveal their true strength too early. Therefore, what Ah Xue, who came to observe the test run, could only see a peaceful scene: drivers simply competing in speed, with different animal-pulled racing cars roaring past the track.

"Master, why aren't there any flying things? Are there any restrictions on flying in the race cars?"

"...No, not really."

The rules of the competition don't prohibit flying animals from participating, but each racetrack has a strong wind resistance barrier, some of which are even as sharp as knives. In addition, if someone tries to use flight to gain distance, they will inevitably become the target of everyone the moment they take off. They might crash and die as soon as they take off, which is extremely unwise. Therefore, race cars with flight mechanisms are hidden beforehand, used as a super acceleration method only at the last moment.

There was no bloodshed or violence to watch in the race cars, just for laymen like Ah Xue to watch. However, I had little interest in them and yawned several times, wanting to go back early. But at this moment, a strong wind suddenly swept through the racetrack. The strong wind made people lose their footing, stirred up sand and dust, and even blew the race cars that were speeding off course.

"Oh... the air is howling, and the wind elements in the surrounding space are moving violently. What kind of magical car has emerged?"

As a sorcerer, I am quite sensitive to changes in the natural elements around me, and I immediately grasped this information. Ah Xue reacted even faster than me, immediately grabbing the railing and looking towards one end of the track.

In the raging sandstorm that blotted out the sun, something shot across the land like an arrow, moving at an incredible speed, too fast to be seen with the naked eye. We could only sense the violent surging of the wind elements in its path, constantly propelling its speed and forming a wind wall behind it to block oncoming vehicles. We saw a race car unable to avoid it, crashing into that invisible wind wall and being immediately swept away by the gale.

"Amazing! This is a true master!"

Seeing such power, I also grabbed the railing, leaning forward to get a better look. At this moment, the sandstorm showed signs of receding slightly, and the magical race car hidden inside revealed its true form.

A burst of intense light, piercing through the raging sandstorm, shimmered with a dazzling array of seven colors. While the brilliance still blurred the vision, a lion's roar shattered the sky, sending shivers down everyone's spines. A completely transparent lion sped along the track, leaving all the other race cars far behind, only able to leave them in its dust.

The lion's movements were swift; its leaps and bounds were not only regal but also incredibly agile, turning at high speeds without hesitation. Although it was only racing on a track, it was easy to imagine the unstoppable, terrifying power it would possess on a battlefield. However, this majestic lion was not alive, nor was it made of flesh and blood. Its entire body was composed of transparent crystal; its mane, sharp teeth, and claws were incredibly lifelike—a crystal lion!

Around the neck and waist of the crystal lion were bound transparent light ropes of indeterminate material, neither silk nor hair, constantly emitting a soft white light. They were so thin and soft they seemed capable of breaking easily, yet no matter how the lion galloped, these thin light ropes remained tightly bound to its body, neither falling off nor breaking, and firmly holding the vehicle behind it.

The vehicle was extremely simple, merely conforming to the rules of the competition: only two wheels with a silver disc half a foot in diameter nailed to them, connected to the lion by the light ropes. The driver stood on the silver disc, pulling the light ropes that served as reins to control the direction.

(Damn, with this kind of racing, if you're not good at martial arts, you'll be dead in no time. To race on that silver disc, you need to have excellent lightness skills and a good sense of balance. You could be thrown off and crash into the wall on every turn...)

The driver of this Lion sports car was a knight in silver armor. His entire body was covered in finely carved silver armor, so you couldn't see an inch of his skin or hair, making it impossible to determine his age or gender. But his skills were truly remarkable. He held the reins in one hand and kept his feet firmly planted on the silver disc. No matter how the Lion raced around in front of him, this silver-armored knight was like a sturdy grass in a strong wind, swaying in the gale without getting hurt.

“Strange, racers should use the simplest equipment possible to pursue speed, so why would someone wear a suit of armor to race? Wouldn’t that actually slow them down?”

Charlotte muttered to herself, raising a question that any ordinary person would have. However, none of us agreed with her, because even though we couldn’t sense the magical fluctuations, our experience as trackers over the past year had honed our eyesight enough to see the extraordinary nature of that silver armor.

“Ah Xue, how do you feel?”

“Hmm, that armor… has very strong wind element fluctuations, highly concentrated. It’s an extremely high-level wind-elemental artifact. I can’t sense any extraneous functions, but when the wind element is highly active, the entire armor, along with the wearer, is practically weightless. Also… this type of magical artifact might have a special reaction under moonlight.”

“Heh, I knew it.”

Ah Xue is a very high-ranking high wizard, with tens of thousands of undead residing within her. Her perception of magical fluctuations far surpasses ours. Even from a great distance, she can obtain a great deal of information simply by closing her eyes and sensing. And we watched the silver-armored knight soar gracefully, his movements as light as a swallow, truly as if he had no weight at all. Despite wearing heavy armor, he was unbelievably light.

"Silver armor that resonates with moonlight! This doesn't seem like something that can be made casually... Uncle, what do you think of that transparent lion? Don't tell me it's just carved from crystal, or I'll carve you too!"

"Hmm... Elf Stone!"

"Although you're not a hero, we share the same view."

Elf Stones are a military secret of Solancia. All raw materials that are dug up or found are confiscated by the state—actually, the royal family—for unified use. Any citizen who possesses Elf Stones without permission will be tried and severely punished. As for privately spreading the technology of mining and crafting Elf Stones abroad, it is undoubtedly the only death penalty.

My weird dad told me that the raw material for Spirit Stones is a crystal-like mineral, buried deep underground. It must be mined in complete darkness, then sent to specialized fire-based sorcerers for purification and refinement. After a series of tedious processes and the passage of time, it shrinks to about one-tenth of its original size before being used to craft artifacts.

Each Spirit Stone harbors a spirit that can be summoned by its wielder to release a spirit beast that obeys commands, whether for infiltration and reconnaissance or for battlefield charges. When embedded in weapons, the Spirit Stones significantly enhance their performance, and combined with the unpredictable nature of the spirit beasts, they are incredibly useful. Normally, in the black market, a fingernail-sized spirit stone is already a rare and expensive item, releasing only small beasts like wolves and foxes. As for this powerful and ferocious lion before us…

“Judging from the magical fluctuations alone, this spirit stone is at least the size of a goose egg. I believe only an important figure in Solancia could possess it. However… Uncle, do you believe me? I bet this crystal lion isn’t as simple as it looks.”

“Oh, how complex? Can it fly?”

“That’s right, it can fly! This lion is eerie, with an exceptionally high level of control over wind elements. I believe this isn’t its true form yet. If the spirit stone’s full power is unleashed, it’s 99% likely a winged lion.”

“But… a spirit beast appearing in the form of a divine beast, this spirit stone is a treasure of Solancia, it must be in the hands of the royal family. You’re not saying this driver is…”

My brief conversation with Mao Yanping ended there, the Lion sports car had finished its race and pulled into the rest area outside the track. The staff inside cheered, applauding the Silver Helmet Knight’s excellent performance.

The seconds on the dashboard in the distance were indeed enough to make other drivers blush, and I believe he has the strength to compete for a top-three finish. Among the spirits from Solancia who came to participate in the competition, this person is probably the best. Even Ah Xue clapped loudly from afar, praising the dazzling performance just now.

From a distance, we couldn't see clearly, but the silver-helmeted knight finally removed his silver helmet, embroidered with eagle wings, revealing his true form. Instantly, a silver waterfall cascaded silently, revealing a head of long hair that cascaded past his shoulders, like stardust falling from the Milky Way. Each strand was a silver I had never seen before, both magnificent and dazzling, yet eerily so.

"It's...it's a woman!"

I exclaimed in surprise. I truly hadn't expected the knight beneath the silver helmet to be a seemingly young elven girl.

Silver-haired elves—I had never seen or heard of them before; they must be a mutant among elves. Yet, as my exclamation softly escaped my lips, the elven girl, seemingly possessing superhuman hearing, heard my voice from nearly half a mile away and immediately turned her head.

It was unbelievable. A chill ran down my spine, as if I were being stared at by a venomous snake. What followed was utter chaos.

A clear light emanated from the armor on the girl's chest, and the vanished crystal lion reappeared. This time, without reins, the elven girl leaped directly onto the lion's back and charged towards us.

Her arrival was clearly hostile, especially since the elven girl's momentum was like a massive army; it was obvious she was coming to slaughter us. The women beside me were still staring blankly, as if they thought she was coming to shake hands and hug us. I whistled angrily, and the well-trained Yu Ni immediately picked up Violet and threw her at the crystal lion.

The beast's reaction was indeed swift. Violet quickly roared angrily, assumed a fighting stance, breathed out raging fire, flapped her dragon wings, summoned lightning, and launched a preemptive attack on the crystal lion. For magical beasts, the Jade Dragon Leopard was considered a fairly high-level beast, but this was a top-secret weapon of Solancia. Violet's fire and lightning were blown away by the gale before they even got close.

The Crystal Lion is an extremely high-level spirit beast with an exceptionally high ability to control the wind element. Not only is its speed-boosting ability incredibly powerful, but the swirling wind barrier it creates is more effective than any other barrier. Even on the battlefield, it can easily traverse through mountains of swords and seas of fire. Violet's fire and electricity were easily repelled, and before she could unleash another wave, she was heavily trampled by the lion's claws, falling to the ground in utter disarray.

"Whoa! Well done! That was a satisfying stomp!"

Seeing my nemesis make a fool of himself, I was the most delighted, clapping loudly, wishing the lion would deliver another blow, crushing Violet flat and eliminating another rival for Ah Xue's affections. However, my clapping was so loud that Ah Xue gave me a reproachful look.

"Master!"

"Haha, sorry, I revealed my true feelings for a moment. Hmm, Xue, Violet is dead, you avenge your pet."

"Violet isn't dead yet!"

Xue protested earnestly, but still assumed a fighting stance, beginning to block the lion's attack. Although Violet suffered a humiliating defeat, it bought us precious time. Yu Ni flapped her wings and flew out first, heading towards the crystal lion, while Xue cast spells to cover Yu Ni's attack.

The Great Wizard's carefully cast Netherworld Fire was much stronger than Violet's. Although it was still stopped by the Wind Barrier, the crystal lion paused its movements, allowing Yu Ni to break through the gap in the Wind Barrier and directly attack the elven girl controlling the lion.

The young knight reacted with lightning speed, letting out a whistle as she lightly leaped from the lion's back. Her movements appeared graceful and lithe, but aided by the wind element, her speed was unbelievably fast. In the blink of an eye, she left Yu Ni behind and closed in on us. Yu Ni tried to change her attack to intercept, but the lion attacked her instead, restraining her.

(Damn it! This is really coming on strong. Xue is not good at close combat. If this elf bitch gets through, it will be difficult to deal with. And Violet and Yu Ni are both exhausted. Is there anyone else I can use as a meat shield?)

As this thought crossed my mind, I turned to look around and saw Mao Yanping dragging Charlotte away at full speed. Charlotte was frantically taking pictures of me with her camera, while Mao Yanping was shouting as he ran.

"Nephew, your uncle knows you're incredibly skilled and can easily handle this bitch. Uncle will take this burden away so you won't be distracted, hahaha, no need to thank me too much, just remember to treat me to a midnight snack tonight…"

Damn this despicable middle-aged man, if we escape safely later, I'll make you eat shit to your heart's content tonight! You better wash your mouth and wait!

A brief interlude followed, and the elven girl was intercepted by Ah Xue from more than ten feet away. For a mage, this was a dangerous distance. Although a mage could still gain the upper hand within this distance, if the enemy used speed to close the gap by three or five feet, it would easily turn into close combat, which was very disadvantageous for Ah Xue, who wasn't protected by Yu Ni and Violet.

"Deep and ancient dark winds, heed my will, all things that harm us, may they stay away, may they not approach."

After more than a year of training, Ah Xue had accumulated a lot of practical experience. With a simple chant, the dark winds danced wildly, forming a barrier that blocked the elven girl's advance. The silver armor gleamed, and the girl within seemed to be manipulating the atmosphere to break through the wind barrier. However, the raging wind, imbued with a dense aura of darkness, was not something she could easily control. Her slender figure was blocked by the wind barrier, unable to pass through.

The swirling dark wind barrier was merely a trick; the twenty-six stray white bone poison arrows were the real spectacle. Those struck by these arrows would rot and decay, causing immense damage. Ah Xue rarely unleashed such a powerful attack in a first encounter; this time, she probably acted with confidence because she saw the enemy's strength and armor.

The twenty-six white bone poison arrows covered various angles, making them difficult to dodge. However, the silver armor once again conjured a gale, slowing and deflecting the arrows' trajectory. Then, a bright silver light erupted from behind the elven girl, a flash of lightning, cleaving all twenty-six white bone poison arrows in two, turning them into ashes that scattered. The silver light, still possessing momentum, continued to cleave through the dark wind barrier, hurtling straight towards her.

Fortunately, Ah Xue's third wave of attack arrived. The dense, continuous wall of ghostly fire blocked the silver light that had broken through two spells, and even pushed it back. Only then did the silver light subside, revealing its true form, transforming into a proud, upright halberd.

"Ah!"

Seeing this familiar long weapon, I suddenly realized, cursing myself for my poor memory; I hadn't even recognized the armor.

Because of the war, the entire Solancia hated me to the bone, and countless elves would call for my life at the mere sight of me. But there was only one elven girl in my memory who wielded a halberd, wore silver moon armor, and looked at me as if I were her father's killer: Bianca Sheen.

Bianca and I not only had a blood feud for the murder of her brother and the humiliation of her sister-in-law, but last time, after being defeated and captured at Lord Farrell's mansion, I had harassed and humiliated her, even giving her oral sex and a face shot, leaving her filthy. With the pride of elves, this would probably become an eternal hatred. No wonder she went mad at the mere sound of my voice.

It's said that she and Xue were destined to meet. They had fought each other at the Farrell Mansion, and the two were evenly matched. Almost two years had passed, and Bianca... wait? Xue had improved significantly since then, and should have been able to easily suppress Bianca. However, the two women had already fought more than ten rounds in the blink of an eye. Vacuum wind blades, bone barriers, tornado roars, hellish wailing... came and went, and the fight was extremely fierce. Although Xue still had a slight advantage, Bianca showed no signs of defeat and defended very steadily. Obviously, her strength had also improved by leaps and bounds since then.

(By the way, she used to have brown hair, but it looks completely silver now. Could this change in her physique be due to practicing some inhumanly harsh techniques during this time, causing her power to increase dramatically?)

Ah Xue defended herself very well, and Bianca couldn't break through for the time being. I happened to be observing Bianca's movements from the sidelines and discovered that her Fangtian Halberd attacks and defenses revealed a master's style, no weaker than Leng Linglan. She was already a formidable opponent that could not be ignored and could no longer be regarded as an ordinary, ignorant girl.

Besides her martial arts skills, her figure could no longer be regarded as that of an ordinary girl either. Although most of her fragrant body was shrouded in armor, obscuring her face, my "eagle eyes" could still discern the curves of her form: a slender, bony waist, firm and rounded buttocks, delicate, smooth, pink feet and calves, a bead of sweat sliding down her bare back, across her slender waist, drawing a sensual line on her jade-like buttocks… The image that flashed through my mind gave me immense stimulation. I vaguely remembered the unparalleled pleasure of performing oral sex on Bianca's tender tongue at Lord Farrell's mansion, completely defiling this virtuous young girl. I almost lost control.

Suddenly, my right hand trembled slightly. The hellish lustful god residing within me seemed to be warning me, and at that moment, Ah Xue sent a telepathic message, saying that strangers were approaching, and they didn't seem to be elves from Solancia, warning me to be careful.

If they weren't elves, then they couldn't be Bianca's reinforcements, but what kind of group could they be?

On a whim, I instructed Ah Xue to deliberately create an opening, allowing Bianca to break through. Bianca, who finally entered our five-foot range, completely disregarded Ah Xue, acting like a suicide squad member, his eyes fixed solely on me, single-mindedly swinging his attacks in our direction.

I was fully focused on calculating the distance to my halberd and preparing for the possibility of my feigned attack failing. Just as I was about to launch my energy blast to stop him, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly shifted, and two powerful gusts of wind swept from behind me, meeting Bianca's halberd in a horizontal sweep.

(So you really came for me, now I'll lure you out!)

The two men who faced Bianca's halberd strike on my behalf wore matching earth-yellow robes, deliberately concealing their figures and appearances. But when faced with the sweeping halberd, these two men neither blocked nor dodged, instead using their own bodies to withstand the blow. Instantly, a loud bang erupted, like two large iron blocks colliding, sparks flying everywhere. The two men were swept away by Bianca's halberd, looking extremely disheveled, but the tip of the halberd remained untouched, completely unharmed. "Berserker Earth?"

Bianca was already a martial arts master at the sixth level. The fact that these two could withstand her attack without injury, and even produce a metallic clang, immediately reminded me of the berserkers among the Southern Barbarian orcs. When they went berserk, they possessed immense strength and bodies like steel; I'd even heard they would actively embed metal into their bodies to increase their resistance. Only such extremely dangerous, crazed warriors could withstand Bianca's halberd strike like that.

However, the Southern Barbarians were thousands of miles away. Considering the geographical distance, I immediately thought of another possibility.

(Hmm… the authentic martial arts of the Hangjing Palace, the Thirteen-Level Golden Bell Shield?)

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